I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Lynn didn't tell her directly that the entire Duchy of Toussaint thought it was in dire straits; that was Nora's job. He only needed to inform her about the situation in Holy Song City.

Chapter 140 The Warmth That Belongs to Each Other

“The situation in Holy Song City is very complicated,” Lynn said calmly, looking at her. “You’ve only just woken up; your body still needs to recover.”

"Once you've rested, you can talk to Nora in detail. She'll tell you everything you want to know."

Eve listened in silence, and finally, she nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing to Lynn's suggestion. She hugged the longsword tightly to her chest, as if it were her only connection to the world.

Lynn said no more and turned to leave the makeshift medical room.

Leaving the medical room and passing through the dark, damp corridor, Lynn returned to the burning stronghold hall.

It was much quieter here than when he left. Most of the refugees had returned to their "homes" to rest. Only a few scattered campfires were still burning, and a few men on guard duty were leaning against the wall, talking in hushed tones.

Lynn didn't bother anyone.

His mind was too tense in the land of the underworld, and all he wanted to do was find a place to clear his head.

He subconsciously started walking towards the place where Anna and Lisa were arranged to live, as he remembered it.

However, before he could get close, a clear and melodious child's laughter came from the passage.

The laughter sounded particularly jarring in this oppressive underground world.

Lynn paused, curiously looking in the direction of the sound.

At the corner of the passage, in a spacious underground cavern, he saw a scene that surprised him somewhat.

A dozen or so ragged children were gathered in a circle, excitedly chasing and splashing beautiful, colorful bubbles.

And in the center of the children, the figure dressed in a simple white robe, yet still unable to conceal her holy and noble temperament, is none other than Anna.

She stood there with a genuinely gentle smile on her face.

A faint holy light swirled around her fingertips, and with her graceful movements, bubbles of light of varying sizes flew from her fingertips, slowly drifting into the air, eliciting cheers from the children.

At this moment, Anna is not like the radiant saint wielding the holy spear and judging all evil; she is like a kind older sister next door, weaving a brief and beautiful dream for these children living in darkness in the simplest way.

Lynn stood quietly in the shadows, not approaching to disturb him.

He looked at Anna's profile, at the innocent smiles of the children in her eyes, and the tension in his heart, which had been taut because of his experience in the Land of the Underworld, quietly eased at that moment.

From the desolate land of corpses and blood to this scene full of childlike joy and laughter.

The stark contrast gave him a feeling of being in another world.

Perhaps this is what Anna has always been protecting.

That's also the reason he was willing to follow her all the way here.

After an unknown amount of time, Anna seemed to sense something. She stopped the spell to create bubbles, turned her head, and her gaze fell precisely on the shadow where Lynn was standing.

Eyes facing each other.

Anna's eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, then a gentle smile spread across them, becoming even softer.

She said softly to the children, "Alright, little ones, that's enough for today's game."

"Go home quickly."

Although the children were still somewhat reluctant to stop, they obediently stopped.

A little girl mustered up her courage, ran up to Anna, and placed a small flower that she had been clutching in her hand into Anna's hand.

"Sister Anna, this is for you."

Anna paused for a moment, then bent down and gently patted the little girl's head.

"Thank you, I really like it."

The children quickly dispersed in twos and threes, and the once lively cave suddenly became quiet.

An straightened up, his gaze never leaving Lynn, until Lynn slowly emerged from the shadows.

"came back?"

“Yes.” Lynn nodded and walked up to her. “I brought Watchmen back.”

Anna's eyes lit up, but she didn't ask for details. Instead, she looked Lynn up and down, her eyes full of concern.

"Are you... not hurt?"

After Lynn entered the Land of the Underworld, both she and Lisa were very worried.

"I suffered a minor injury, but it's all taken care of," Lynn said casually.

"That's good." Anna breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

"Could you... come with me to this place?"

After a moment of silence, Anna suddenly spoke up and extended an invitation to Lynn.

Lynn was a little surprised, but still nodded: "Of course."

Anna didn't say anything more, but turned and walked towards the other side of the cave.

Lynn Anna passed through a narrow crevice in the rocks, and suddenly the view opened up before her.

A faint, refreshing plant fragrance wafted over.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lynn's eyes.

Before them lay a field blooming with flowers of all colors.

Lynn didn't recognize any of the flowers. Their petals had a translucent quality and emitted a soft, bright halo, illuminating the small space as if it were daytime.

Countless butterflies fluttered among the flowers, and the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

In this oppressive underground world, the existence of this flower field is like an unreal dream.

“This is…” Lynn couldn’t help but ask.

"To make those children happy, I used magic to create this flower field," Anna's voice rang out in the quiet space, carrying an easily detectable softness.

"Although it's small, they should like it very much."

She stood at the edge of the flower field, turning back to look at Lynn. The sunlight from the flower field shone on her face, adding a touch of dreamlike beauty to her pure countenance.

"It's very quiet here, no one will bother us."

Lynn's heart was gently touched by this beautiful flower field.

"I love so much."

He looked into Anna's eyes and said earnestly.

He liked more than just this flower field.

And it is this woman who created this flower field.

Anna seemed surprised by his direct answer, and paused slightly, a faint blush rising uncontrollably on her cheeks.

She shifted her gaze somewhat awkwardly to the depths of the flower field and said softly, "These are all products of holy light; they can't last long. Perhaps tomorrow... they will disappear."

Her tone was tinged with disappointment.

In this chaotic world where every day is uncertain, all beautiful things, like this flower field, are brilliant but fleeting.

A subtle, melancholic atmosphere filled the air.

Looking at Anna's somewhat lonely figure, Lynn suddenly felt a surge of emotion.

He didn't want to see her looking disappointed.

He wanted to hold onto this moment of beauty, even though it was destined to vanish.

Under Anna's astonished gaze, Lynn walked step by step to her side.

Then, he reached out and gently took her slightly cool hand in his.

Lynn didn't say anything, but simply took her hand and walked into the flower field.

He parted a cluster of flowers that emitted a soft blue light, and, holding Anna's hand, sat down on the softest patch of grass in the center of the flower field.

Anna did not resist.

She let him pull her along, and she slumped down into the light and dream she had created with her own hands.

She lowered her head, looking at their clasped hands, her long golden hair falling down, obscuring her expression.

Lynn has not taken any further action for the time being.

He simply sat quietly, holding her hand, and together they were enveloped by this gentle, ethereal sea of ​​flowers.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

There was no Abyss Order, no human sacrifice, and no oppressive black obelisk.

The only warmth that comes from each other, and the only light blooming in this darkness.

Chapter 141 Brilliant Flowers

After a long while, Anna finally moved slightly.

She didn't pull her hand away; instead, as if she had made up her mind, she gripped Lynn's hand tightly.

Everything is understood without words.

Lynn could no longer tolerate it.

With a sudden burst of strength, he gently pulled Anna along and pushed her down onto the soft carpet of light flowers behind him.

“Lynn…”

Anna gasped and instinctively tried to struggle, but Lin knelt beside her, his hands supporting her cheeks, looking at her with an extremely aggressive gaze.

His breathing was heavy, and his eyes burned with two blazing flames, as if he wanted to melt her completely into his sight.

Anna's heart began to pound.

Looking at Lynn's face so close to hers, at the undisguised desire and affection in his eyes, she couldn't find the words of reproach she wanted to utter.

"Your Highness..."

Lynn's voice was deep as he leaned down, his nose almost touching hers.

The pure and cool fragrance emanating from her, mixed with the aroma of the flower field, flooded his nostrils and stimulated every taut nerve in his body.

Anna nervously closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like startled butterfly wings.

She could feel the scorching heat emanating from Lynn, a powerful and aggressive aura that felt unfamiliar to her, yet... not unpleasant.

Lynn looked at her, so submissive, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

His hand moved away from her cheek and slowly moved down to land on her simple white robe.

The last time I treated her in the wild, it was just...

And this time...

Every movement was made with utmost gentleness and patience, as if handling a rare treasure.

Anna's body went completely limp, and her breathing became erratic. Her pupils became misty and hazy, and the once aloof saintess now exuded an unparalleled allure.

Lynn's other hand wasn't idle either.

He untied the belt around her waist, and the wide white robe spread out to the sides like flower petals.

Seek answers from the bottom up.

Anna's body was hot, every inch of her skin radiating an alluring warmth.

Lynn could feel every tremor in her body and hear every forced gasp from her.

He suddenly stopped all his downward exploration and instead pulled her tightly into his arms.

His lips brushed against her ear, whispering her name over and over again.

“Anna.”

“Anna.”

Lynn's voice, like the gentlest spell, gradually eroded her last line of defense.