I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Name: Anna

[Level: 57]

【Occupation: Radiant Saintess】

【HP: 100%】

[Sanity value: 39-54 / The evil god is puzzled as to why someone can resist His temptation]

Lynn stared at the line of text, speechless for a long time.

He knew exactly what this meant. Allowing her to be identified meant that Anna had completely let her guard down in his presence.

Anna took a step toward Lynn: "When we first met, I discovered that my sanity would increase whenever you thanked me."

She didn't hide anything and told everyone everything.

"So I offered to take you as my servant and used a black magic book that no one could master to deceive you, hoping to keep you in the church."

"I never expected you to have successfully mastered evil magic."

Anna's voice was very soft.

"I lied to you on this point."

"I initially kept you by my side because I wanted to use you."

She looked up and stared directly at Lynn.

"Now, do you still want to be with me?"

This statement contains a great deal of information and even carries obvious ambiguity.

Lynn answered without hesitation.

use?

In this cannibalistic world, it is truly tragic if a person has no value even to be exploited.

"of course."

Lynn spoke without hesitation.

"In any case, Her Highness saved my life, and it is my honor to be by Her Highness's side."

He pointed to himself, then to Anna.

"Just like in that situation, didn't Her Highness help me?"

"Strictly speaking, we were just helping each other."

Anna lowered her head slightly.

"Helping each other?"

These four words circled in her mouth.

After becoming a saint, she never trusted anyone except Lisa, whom she saved.

No matter how powerful the evil god's followers were, she always stood alone at the forefront.

The concept of mutual help was completely foreign to her.

Lynn heard her whisper.

He took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

"Correct."

Lynn looked at her.

"Please take good care of me from now on, Your Highness."

Chapter Thirteen: There is no moon tonight.

"Ah."

Anna responded softly, which was taken as agreement with Lynn's statement.

"Go back now, we'll leave tomorrow morning."

Lynn nodded and turned to leave the palace filled with the fragrance of the saintess.

He had just reached the door when Anna's cold voice came from behind him again.

There is no moon tonight.

Lynn froze.

He was stunned for several seconds before his mind slowly caught up and he realized what she was saying.

The moon is so beautiful today, so round and bright.

Anna called out the lie he made up in his haste to cover up his peeping at her bare feet.

Even the shameless Lynn's face suddenly flushed red.

It's so embarrassing.

This is practically a public execution.

Anna looked at his embarrassed expression, as if he wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground, and a faint smile appeared on her usually icy lips, disappearing in an instant.

It feels so good to humiliate someone; it even lightens the heaviness of the Gates of Hell.

Lynn fled in panic, practically bursting out of Anna's bedroom.

The cool night breeze brushed against his cheeks, finally calming his burning face slightly.

He didn't calm down completely until he reached his room.

He pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Just as his toes were about to step into the room, he suddenly stopped.

Not right.

There are people in the room.

Lynn's sanity is as high as 120 points.

The world was no longer the way ordinary people saw it.

The so-called darkness was nothing more than a thin, easily pierced gray veil to him.

He could even clearly see a blurry human figure curled up in the corner shadow formed by the bed and the wall, almost blending into the darkness.

Lynn always felt that his so-called sanity regulator was essentially more like a brightness regulator.

The effect wasn't particularly noticeable during the day, but at night, it was practically a physical cheat code.

He really liked this feeling.

Lynn remained outwardly calm, but his body was already tense, ready to deal with any possible surprise attack.

Thoughts raced through his mind.

The connection with the Winged Angel has been severed, and it cannot be summoned for the time being.

But the level 60 Holy Spirit Unicorn is still there.

Although it's uncertain whether the creatures enslaved by the [Bound by the Codex] are disposable, he would definitely summon the unicorn to save his life without hesitation if he were truly in mortal danger.

As for keeping it for when Anna goes to seal the gates of Hell?

That's a story for another time.

You have to survive first.

If you're already dead, what's the point of talking about the future?

Besides, as long as I'm still alive, I can always think of other ways.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in a flash. Lynn raised his hand and tapped his forehead, making a gesture of sudden realization.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot."

He was talking to himself, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for those around him to hear.

"Her Highness also instructed me to inform Sister Lisa to go find her."

After saying that, he naturally turned around, closed his door, and went straight to the next room.

"Dong dong."

He knocked on Lisa's door.

The door opened quickly this time; Lisa was clearly still awake.

She looked somewhat surprised when she saw Lynn.

"Lynn, you..."

She seemed to want to ask something, perhaps about the illusion, or perhaps about the creatures that only existed in ancient texts, but before she could finish speaking, Lynn interrupted her.

Lynn stepped forward, approached the door, and said quickly:

"There's someone in my room."

All the expressions on Lisa's face vanished instantly.

She knew very well what Lynn meant to Her Highness.

As a follower of the nun, she would never allow anyone to harm him.

The church has a strict curfew at night, and at this time, guards are patrolling everywhere, making it impossible for outsiders to sneak in.

Therefore, only one possibility remains.

The assassin was an insider from within the church.

"Go find Her Highness the Holy Maiden first."

Lisa made a quick decision and lowered her voice.

"I'll stay here and keep him from escaping."

As she spoke, she raised her hand, and a soft holy light shone from her fingertips, quickly condensing into a semi-transparent shield around Lynn.

If possible, sounding the alarm is the quickest and easiest way.

But if the people inside were instigated by the church's higher-ups, given Bishop Theodore's true colors, he would definitely try every means to protect them, or even turn around and bite them back.

After all, in their eyes, Lynn was just a damned cursed child.

Therefore, this matter must be resolved privately.

Lynn nodded and immediately turned and ran towards Anna's bedroom.

When he reappeared before Anna, panting, Anna, who had just prepared to rest, was stunned.

She thought he had some other questions he wanted to ask.

"Someone is hiding in my room."

Lynn explained the situation in one sentence.

"Lisa is keeping watch outside."

Anna's golden eyes suddenly turned cold.

The loose-fitting casual clothes she was wearing were instantly enveloped in holy light, transforming back into the white, fitted long dress that was perfect for combat.

When the two arrived, Lisa had already dragged a person in a gray robe from Lynn's room to the center of the courtyard.

The longsword was pressed firmly against the man's neck; with just a little force, it could slit his throat.

"Lisa! Lisa! Let me go!"

The person who was being restrained was struggling frantically, letting out angry and anxious roars.

"That cursed child must have ulterior motives for approaching Her Highness. I must ensure Her Highness's safety. Don't stop me; I must kill him."

Anna and Lynn appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

When Anna saw the assassin's face clearly, her expression became somewhat complicated.