In an instant.
As red light flashed from the device's lenses, Lynn struggled, but Sir Awen forcibly held him down with a (艹皿艹) expression. Naturally, there was no chance of escape.
"Big Brother Awen, you've gone too far! If you saw some depraved scene, you could've just kept it to yourself! Why did you have to make me..."
Lynn struggled and protested.
But in the next moment, as the image before his eyes gradually took shape...
Lynn's struggling body suddenly went still.
"..."
Seeing Lynn suddenly stop struggling, the surrounding Origins exchanged bewildered looks, with no idea what he had seen.
Then, after a brief pause, they watched Lynn raise a hand and cough softly. He actually sat cross-legged on the ground, propping his chin on his hand, seemingly becoming utterly serene all at once.
Sir Awen's eyes went slightly blank.
Something's wrong.
Why isn't this guy making the face I expected...
What did he see...
Am I the only one who saw that depraved, mortifying scene? Does this machine he modified actually show different things to different people...
"What did you see?"
Sir Awen asked with a frown.
Lynn whispered, "This device is pretty impressive. I thought you'd seen something incredibly depraved, Big Brother Awen, and wanted to drag me down with you. Looks like I really misjudged you. So this machine is actually this badass?!"
Sir Awen's face filled with astonishment and shock.
Something's wrong!
Something's definitely wrong!
Is this guy really talking about the same thing I saw? Am I the only one who saw inside the Women's Bathhouse, while he's seeing something normal?
"What exactly did you see?!" Sir Awen demanded anxiously.
But Lynn said nothing.
Instead, he pulled a notebook and pen from his coat and sat there with keen interest, his pen scratching swiftly