I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

"I didn't, I just... just..."

Lynn's fingers gently caressed the skin on the back of her neck.

"Just what?"

Lisa bit her lip and remained silent.

She could feel Lynn's fingers circling her neck, the movements were light and carried an ambiguous feeling.

As a disciplinary nun, she should have cleaved this ungrateful fellow in two with a single sword strike.

But she can't.

She didn't even... want to push him away.

This realization made her feel even more ashamed.

"Lynn," she finally couldn't hold back any longer, "you...let me go..."

"why?"

Lynn's fingers continued to wander.

"You don't want me to touch you?"

Lisa was silent for a moment.

Then she heard herself say in an even softer voice, "No..."

Lynn smiled.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to Lisa's ear.

"So you want me to touch you?"

The hot breath on her ears made Lisa tremble slightly.

"I...I don't know..."

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"I just... don't know what this feeling is like..."

Lynn stopped moving.

He took a step back and looked at Lisa.

Under the moonlight, the silver-haired nun's face was covered with tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

But she didn't move away; she just stood there, looking at him with a blank and ashamed expression.

Lynn sighed.

"Okay, okay, stop crying."

He reached out and wiped away Lisa's tears with his fingers: "Pretend I didn't say anything, okay?"

Lisa shook her head.

She raised her hand and grabbed Lynn's wrist.

“Teach me.”

Lynn was stunned.

"what?"

Lisa took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

"Please teach me... how to do this."

......

Lynn felt like she might still be dreaming.

And it was an extremely absurd dream.

Otherwise, how could a disciplinary nun, whose loyalty borders on fanaticism, possibly sneak into his tent in the middle of the night and ask him to teach her that kind of thing?

"you sure?"

Lynn asked again.

Lisa nodded.

Her face was still red, but her eyes were no longer as panicked as before.

"I don't understand anything... If you don't teach me... I'll never understand."

Lynn opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But the words stuck in his throat.

Because Lisa was looking at him so intently.

It was as if he were the embodiment of the answer; as long as he spoke, he could resolve all her confusion.

Lynn found herself unable to refuse.

"come over."

He sat back on the blanket and patted the spot next to him.

Lisa hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down next to him.

The two people were very close.

Lynn was so close that she could smell a faint vanilla scent on her.

“First,” Lynn began, “that thing you just saw…”

Lisa's ears turned red again.

"No need to say anything!"

She blurted it out almost without thinking.

Lynn smiled.

"What, you don't dare to listen?"

Lisa bit her lip and remained silent.

Lynn looked at her profile; the moonlight softly outlined her face.

Her long, silvery-white hair hung down her shoulders, with a few strands slipping down and clinging to her cheeks.

He reached out and tucked a few strands of hair behind his ear.

Lisa's body trembled slightly.

But she didn't dodge.

“It’s a very normal physiological response,” Lynn continued, trying to keep his tone calm. “It’s like eating when you’re hungry or drinking when you’re thirsty. When a man… well, in a certain state, his body will have that kind of change.”

Lisa lowered her head, her ears turning as red as if they were about to bleed.

"Then...why did that happen?"

Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

“Because…” Lynn carefully considered his words, “because the body will generate an impulse, an impulse to… get close to others.”

Lisa looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Closeness?"

“Yes.” Lynn nodded. “When you want to get close to someone, touch someone, or have a closer relationship with someone, your body will react when this impulse accumulates to a certain level.”

Lisa was silent for a few seconds.

"So now..." Her gaze involuntarily glanced down, then quickly looked away, "Do you have this urge?"

Lynn was taken aback.

Then he laughed.

"What do you think?"

Lisa's face turned even redder.

"I have no idea……"

“Then I’ll tell you.” Lynn leaned closer. “Yes.”

Lisa's body stiffened.

She could feel Lynn's breath on her face, a warm, unsettling temperature.

"why?"

"Because you are so beautiful."

Lynn was very direct.

Lisa's eyes widened.

She never expected to hear such a response.

"I...I'm not pretty at all..." she retorted instinctively, "I'm just a nun..."

"Can't nuns be pretty?"

Lynn interrupted her.

“Lisa, you are beautiful.” His fingers gently stroked her cheek. “You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Your eyes seem to sparkle like stars.”

Lisa felt like her brain had stopped working.

No one had ever said such a thing to her before.

From childhood, she was taught that "appearances are meaningless, but faith is eternal."

She treated her body as a weapon, as a tool, never considering that it also carried the attribute of "beauty".

"I do not……"

“Don’t deny it,” Lynn interrupted her again. “You know it yourself, don’t you?”

Lisa opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Because Lynn is right.

She knew for certain that she was attractive. At church, the male clergy always looked at her strangely. She hadn't understood what it meant before, but now she suddenly did.

“So,” Lynn’s voice continued, “when you crawled into my tent, pulled back my robe, and stared at my body…”

Lisa wished she could disappear into a hole.

"Stop talking!"

"My body reacted."

Lisa covered her face with her hands.

She could feel her face burning hot, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

“Now,” Lynn said, placing his hand on her shoulder, “do you want to continue?”

Lisa lowered her hand and looked at him.

"What's the meaning?"

“What I mean is,” Lynn said, his gaze deep, “do you want to know what it feels like after that impulse is satisfied?”

Lisa's heart was pounding alarmingly fast.

She knew what Lynn was talking about.

She knew what would happen if she nodded.

But strangely, she wasn't afraid.

There was even a hint of anticipation.

"I...I think so."

Upon hearing the answer, Lynn pulled Lisa into her arms.