I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Lynn sighed.

"Then I'll go tomorrow."

“Tomorrow night,” Anna corrected. “It’s too dangerous during the day.”

"it is good."

"If you encounter an enemy you cannot handle, do not linger in battle, do not be reckless, just run away."

"understood."

"Lynn."

"Ok?"

Anna stared into his eyes.

"Promise me that you will be safe."

Lynn raised his right hand.

"I promise."

Anna nodded.

The atmosphere quieted down.

Lisa handed Lynn a piece of jerky from the side, and Lynn took it and took a bite.

Anna also looked down at the map and began to mark some symbols on it.

The campfire was not lit, and the three men sat under the cover of the bushes, with only the moonlight shining down from above.

Chapter 119 Preliminary Teaching Guide (Three-in-One)

That night, Lisa sneaked into Lynn's tent.

Lynn was sleeping soundly.

He placed one hand under his head and the other on his stomach.

The collar of the robe was open, revealing the collarbone and a small patch of chest, and long legs stretched out from under the blanket, casually crossed.

Lisa squatted there, unsure of what to do.

She had come to talk to Lynn about something.

After Anna and she finished discussing the action plan, the two of them sat behind the bushes and talked for a long time.

Anna's mental state was not good; her eyes were vacant, and her voice was light and airy, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

Lisa had never seen Anna like this before.

Ever since Anna rescued her from a pool of blood three years ago, she has stayed by Anna's side.

In her memory, Anna was always the one who stood at the forefront and shouldered everything.

When facing the evil god's harem, the difficulties posed by the church's higher-ups, and tens of thousands of dead souls, her eyes always burned with fire.

But now the flames seem to have gone out.

Lisa was a little scared.

She wanted to talk to Lynn about it, since Anna had been talking to him more than she had to to her lately.

But Lynn wasn't meditating today.

Lisa's gaze fell on the open collar of Lynn's nightgown, where the moonlight shone, outlining the contours of his rising and falling chest.

For some reason, her heart suddenly started racing a little.

strangeness.

Lisa frowned.

She didn't know what this feeling was like. As a disciplinary nun, she was trained in how to wield a sword, how to fight, and how to kill the enemy in the shortest amount of time.

Her body is a weapon; any function other than fighting is superfluous.

She had seen many men's bodies, but she had never looked at them closely. Because those were nothing more than skin and flesh, things that could be chopped up at any moment.

But Lynn's was different.

I can't quite put my finger on what's different, it's just... different.

Lisa knelt on the floor, her knees pressed against the soft blanket. She hesitated for a few seconds, but finally decided to wake Lynn.

Since we're here, we can't leave empty-handed.

She took two steps forward, reached out, and prepared to pat Lynn on the shoulder.

Just then, her gaze involuntarily drifted downwards a little.

Moonlight fell on the hem of the bathrobe, outlining a rather impolite shape.

Lisa froze.

She stared at the shape for a few seconds.

It felt like something exploded in my head.

As a disciplinary nun, her knowledge of sexual matters between men and women was practically zero.

The church's scriptures only recorded how to purify evil, never teaching her what might happen between men and women.

All she knew was that it was vulgar, dirty, and contrary to faith.

But at this moment, her gaze seemed to be fixed on that spot.

That shape...

it's wired.

Why did it turn out that way?

Lisa's ears started to burn, and she quickly looked away, but couldn't help glancing at them again.

It shouldn't be a problem to just take a look.

She was simply checking on Lynn's physical condition, since they were going to infiltrate Holy Song City tomorrow, and any abnormalities in his health would affect their operation.

Yes, that's it.

Lisa found herself a plausible excuse, and then she did something that she later wanted to dig a hole and crawl into when she thought about it.

She reached out and gently lifted the hem of Lynn's nightgown.

The fabric of the bathrobe slipped open, revealing her thighs and groin...

Lisa's eyes widened.

She stared blankly for a while, then abruptly pulled her hand back as if she had been burned.

No, no, no.

This was not what she had imagined.

She had always thought that men's bodies were no different from women's, except perhaps for a few more muscles. But what she had just seen...

Lisa's face turned completely red, and a wave of shame washed over her.

How could she do such a thing?

She is a disciplinary nun.

Lisa frantically tried to pull her robe back up, but her hands were trembling and she couldn't manage it.

The fabric of the bathrobe slipped and slid, making the shape even more obvious.

Just as she was frantically trying to figure things out, she heard a voice.

"what are you doing?"

Lisa stiffly raised her head and met Lynn's eyes.

Lynn was shocked.

He never expected Lisa to do something like this.

Lisa's mind went blank.

It’s over.

It's all over.

She wanted to explain, but couldn't utter a single word.

Lynn sat up from the blanket, his robe slipping down as he moved, revealing more of his skin.

He looked down at himself, then at Lisa, and raised an eyebrow.

"What is the nun doing?"

"me……"

Lisa's voice was trembling.

"I'm here... to discuss something with you..."

"Oh?"

Lynn's gaze shifted to her fingers, which were still in the position of lifting her robe.

"Do we need to take off my robe first before we can discuss anything?"

Lisa felt like dying.

"No...I...I didn't mean to..."

"Accidentally?" Lynn chuckled. "Accidentally pulled open my robe, accidentally stared at that part of me?"

"I didn't see it."

Lisa denied it outright.

Lynn's expression became even more amusing.

"You didn't see it? Then why is your face so red?"

Lisa instinctively covered her face.

It was terribly hot.

She could feel her body temperature rising rapidly, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

"me……"

She wanted to explain, but her mind was a mess, and she had no idea what to say.

Because what just happened was so outrageous, any explanation would seem weak and ineffective.

Lynn stood up from the ground.

He was much taller than Lisa and was looking down at her.

"Lisa."

His voice suddenly softened a little.

Lisa suddenly looked up.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Lynn did not answer.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on Lisa's shoulder.

Lisa's body jerked violently.

The warmth of those hands emanated through the nun's robes, carrying an unfamiliar heat.

She wanted to get away, but her body wouldn't obey her commands.

Lynn's hand slowly moved up her shoulder and finally landed on the back of her neck.

His voice was low, almost a whisper, "Aren't you curious?"