I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

"What are you muttering about..."

Before the tall, thin pastor could finish speaking, a flash of cold light passed right across his neck.

Fresh blood gushed out.

He clutched his throat and collapsed to the ground.

By the time others realized Nigel had suddenly started killing, it was too late.

Most of them are mages or priests, and casting spells requires a certain amount of pre-cast time.

In this crowded rest area, with its mix of people, it was difficult to locate and attack the constantly moving Nigel immediately.

The entire rest area instantly descended into chaos.

……

Anna was riding her horse along the road leading to Mount Nikolay.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she turned around and glanced in the direction of Windbreak City.

However, because of the great distance, even the tall city walls could not be seen clearly.

Chapter Sixteen: Horses, horses, run fast!

The wind whistled past my ears, and the vast, boundless plains rushed past beneath my feet.

Lynn lay on the unicorn's back, feeling the freedom and joy of the moment.

This is the kind of life he wanted in another world!

With two beautiful women of very different styles by his side, and riding a rare and magnificent steed, isn't this the perfect setup for a winner in life?

Thinking about this made Lynn's mood soar.

What pleased him even more was that just now, he discovered that he could vaguely sense the presence of the broken-winged angel in his mind again.

Although the connection is still very weak, it at least proves that the broken-winged angel can be summoned repeatedly.

This is truly fantastic news.

……

According to Anna, Mount Nikolai is a full 180 kilometers away from Windbreak City.

That mountain is the highest mountain range in the western part of the entire Kingdom of Orentia, and a natural barrier against the invasion of monsters from the western wasteland. Its strategic importance is self-evident.

The fact that cultists chose to cause trouble there suggests some unknown conspiracy.

However, these matters are temporarily irrelevant to Lynn.

All he wants to do now is enjoy the thrill of galloping on horseback.

The unicorn is incredibly fast.

Its four hooves flew, its body light and agile, as if it were gliding close to the ground.

In just a short while, Anna and Lisa were left far behind.

Haha, that was so awesome!

Lynn glanced back and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He even had the leisure to wave his hand behind him, his gesture brimming with provocation.

"Hmph, what's there to be so smug about?"

Seeing Lynn's smug look, Lisa didn't hesitate at all. She pulled out a delicate knife from the leather pouch at her waist and slashed her fair palm.

Fresh blood gushed out instantly.

"Use pain to unleash potential."

She gave a low shout and slammed her bleeding hand down on the neck of the white horse beneath her.

The white horse, which had been running at full speed, let out a neigh that was a mixture of pain and excitement. Its speed suddenly increased, leaving a trail of afterimages on the dusty road as it frantically chased after the horse.

Anna watched the two people start to compete, a look of helplessness and amusement appearing on her face.

The smile was faint, yet it softened her entire being, like the first melting of snow and the caress of a spring breeze.

"Horse, horse, run fast!"

She leaned forward slightly, reached out her hands, and gently hugged the white horse's neck.

A gentle breeze quietly gathered beneath the white horse's hooves, forming small vortices.

The white horse's speed also increased dramatically, nimbly catching up with the two people ahead who were almost running side by side.

Lynn was secretly anxious about being caught up when he turned around and saw Anna catching up as well, which made him unhappy.

"unfair!"

He protested loudly.

"Your use of magic is too unfair."

"Isn't it a bit more unfair of you to use a unicorn?"

Lisa retorted without hesitation, her words carrying a liveliness she herself hadn't even noticed.

Anna glanced at Lisa with some surprise.

In her memory, Lisa had been like a silent block of wood ever since she came with her.

Aside from showing genuine dependence when she's with herself, she's always cold and aloof in front of others.

Anna had never seen anyone argue with someone over such a trivial matter, even with such emotional outbursts.

That's... really good.

……

One hundred and eighty kilometers is not too far for the three of them.

With the help of magic, if you don't rest along the way, you can reach the foot of Mount Nikolay before dark.

However, as the sun began to set and a wilderness inn appeared at the edge of a desolate area, Anna took the initiative to rein in the horses.

"Let's rest here tonight."

Lynn and Lisa also stopped.

“Your Highness, we can…” Lisa was somewhat puzzled.

“If we keep going, we’ll enter the Red Desert,” Anna explained. “The environment there is extremely harsh. It’s unbearably hot during the day and bitterly cold at night. Even with protective spells, horses can’t withstand prolonged exposure.”

"We'll set off after sunrise tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Lynn immediately nodded.

He didn't want to spend the night in the desert.

Anna took a small purse from her storage ring and handed it to Lynn.

"There are some gold coins here. Go in and book a room first."

Lynn took the money bag; it felt slightly heavy in her hand.

His unicorn doesn't need a stable; with just a thought, it can be directly returned to the mental world, which is very convenient.

Moreover, after the test, he discovered that this unicorn was different from the Winged Angel. It seemed to have no cooldown time and could be summoned and recalled at any time, making it an essential pet for home and travel.

Lynn dismounted, retrieved his unicorn, and headed towards the somewhat dilapidated-looking inn.

The inn was built of a mixture of stone and wood and looked quite old; the sign at the entrance was blurred by wind and sand erosion.

As soon as he pushed open the wooden door, a smell mixed with cheap beer, sweat, and barbecue hit him.

The hotel lobby was noisy, with a dozen men who looked menacing drinking and bragging around a few wooden tables.

There were mercenaries with muscular faces and scars on their bodies; there were short, stocky dwarves with braided beards; and there were a few others whose races were indistinguishable, but whose eyes were equally hostile.

The moment Lynn pushed open the door and entered, the noisy atmosphere in the lobby paused briefly.

A dozen greedy gazes fell on him simultaneously.

A well-dressed, fair-skinned young man who didn't seem to have much fighting ability appeared alone in this remote inn in the middle of nowhere.

Isn't this just a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered?

Now, all that's needed is to confirm just how fat this sheep is.

Lynn ignored the stares and walked straight to the bar.

Behind the bar was a thin human shop owner, who was wiping the bar with a clean cloth.

"Get three rooms, the best one."

The shop owner stopped wiping the bar, looked up, and gave Lynn a second look.

"The best room, one gold coin a night."

One gold coin?

Although Lynn had little concept of the world's monetary system, he knew that silver coins came above copper coins, and gold coins came above silver coins.

The value of a single gold coin is absolutely extraordinary.

This wretched place dares to charge one gold coin a night?

Are you kidding me?

Lynn directly questioned, "How dare you ask for a gold coin in this environment?"

"The guest is joking."

The shop owner's smile remained unchanged. "When you're traveling, isn't safety the most important thing?"

He lowered his voice and glanced meaningfully at the ill-intentioned mercenaries in the hall.

"One gold coin for a night of peace, do you think that's excessive?"

Good guy.

Isn't this a blatant threat?

The implication is that if you pay protection money, you can sleep soundly.

If I don't hand it in, who knows what might happen tonight?

Lynn was so angry she laughed.

He's never had a good time since he transmigrated here. He's either been treated like a monster or a target for assassination. Now, even staying at a hotel is like being fleeced.

Do you really think I'm easy to bully?

"I don't need protection."

Lynn's voice turned cold. "Give me a room at the original price."

Upon hearing this, the shop owner's smile froze for a moment before returning to normal.

He gave Lynn a meaningful look and nodded.

"Alright, since the customer is so confident, then we'll go with the original price."

He took three keys out of the drawer.

"Three rooms, three silver coins in total."

Lynn took a gold coin directly from his pocket and placed it on the bar.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he saw the gold coin, and he quickly counted out a pile of silver coins from the money box and pushed them over.

"Your change is ninety-seven silver coins."

Damn, I knew it was dark, but I didn't expect it to be this dark!

Lynn stared at the pile of silver coins on the bar, inwardly cursing.

Three silver coins and three gold coins—that's a hundredfold difference!

This is practically slaughtering him like a pig!

The gazes that had been fixed on Lynn behind him instantly turned scorching.