I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

"Physical injuries are not a big problem for her; the power of the Watchers will heal her body."

Lynn hummed in agreement.

"What do we do next?" Lisa asked the most crucial question.

Anna looked at Lynn.

"You go first."

Lynn looked away from the ceiling and thought for a moment.

"The cult's influence in Holy Song City has been largely wiped out, and we have survived."

"And the bad news?" Lisa asked.

"The bad news is... urban reconstruction requires a lot of manpower and resources."

The room was silent for three seconds.

"And what's the good news?" Lisa's voice sounded a little dry.

"I already said it. We survived."

"Just this one?"

"Isn't being alive enough?"

Lisa opened her mouth, but ultimately did not refute.

Anna chuckled softly.

"Then let's deal with the immediate matter first. I will work with Ranhuo to clear the nodes; we don't need your help."

"Lisa, you continue to be in charge of the base's security. Lynn..."

"What should I do?"

"You should rest."

Lynn was taken aback.

Anna's expression was very serious.

“You’ve been fighting since last night, and the mental strain is far more severe than you realize.”

"I'm fine."

“This is not advice,” Anna interrupted him. “Go to sleep.”

Lynn glanced at her.

“Okay.” He stood up, turned back as he walked to the door, “Anna.”

"Ok?"

"Don't stay up too long either."

Anna didn't answer, she just smiled slightly.

Lynn pushed open the door and went out.

He went into the small room assigned to him, closed the door, and stood in the darkness for a few seconds.

Then he collapsed onto the bed.

There was no meditation, no checking of the panel, and no thinking about the next steps.

He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

I slept for a full fourteen hours.

......

Chapter 156 Eat It All

Lynn was woken up by hunger.

He sat up, feeling incredibly relaxed; the fatigue of the past few days had been swept away in this deep sleep.

He groped his way out of bed and pushed open the door.

The corridor was quiet, with only faint voices coming from afar.

Lynn walked slowly down the corridor. He saw survivors huddled together in a corner, and members of the Burning Fire team quietly distributing food and water.

The war is over, but the pain remains.

A little boy ran out from the crowd, accidentally bumped into his leg, and then sat down on the ground with a thud.

Lynn bent down and helped him up.

"I'm sorry," the little boy said timidly.

"It's okay." Lynn rubbed his head. "Go find your family."

The boy nodded and ran back into a woman's arms.

Lynn continued walking forward, feeling empty inside.

He wanted to talk to someone and check on Anna and Lisa.

He walked through the main hall but did not see Anna. Nora and Eve also seemed to be absent.

He thought for a moment, then turned and walked to the other side of the base, where a temporary rest and storage area had been set up.

Lisa should be there; Anna put her in charge of security there.

The further you go in, the dimmer the light becomes, and the fewer the sounds.

As he rounded a corner piled with clutter, he heard a very faint sound of wind breaking through the air.

It was very light, but very fast.

It was the sound of a sword slicing through the air.

Lynn stopped and listened intently.

The sound came from a storage room with its door half-open in front of them.

He tiptoed closer and quietly peered through the crack in the door.

The storage room was filled with wooden crates and sacks, with only a small open space cleared in the center.

Lisa was standing in that open space.

She took off her heavy silver-white armor, wearing only a close-fitting black outfit. Her long silver-white hair was simply tied back, with a few strands of sweaty hair sticking to her cheeks and neck.

Lisa closed her eyes, gripping the familiar silver-white longsword tightly in her hand, repeating the most basic sword techniques over and over again.

She was venting her frustrations in this way.

To vent the exhaustion after the battle, to release the anxiety about the future...

Lynn didn't say anything to disturb them, but just watched quietly.

Sweat dripped down her chin, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

Finally, after a powerful downward strike, she stopped, leaning on her sword with both hands, bending over and panting heavily.

"How long do we have to practice?"

Lynn's voice suddenly rang out in the quiet storage room.

“You’re awake.” Lisa’s voice was a little hoarse.

"Just woke up." Lynn pushed open the door and went in, closing it behind him. "Where's Anna?"

“Nora went to discuss the purification node with her.” Lisa straightened up and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. “Eve went too.”

"So you're the only one left here?"

“I’m in charge of guarding this place,” Lisa replied as concisely as ever.

Lynn walked up to her and looked at her sweaty cheeks and slightly red eyes.

"You don't look good."

"I'm fine." Lisa avoided his gaze and turned to sheath her sword.

Lynn reached out and pressed down on her wrist.

Lisa stopped moving.

"Play a game with me," Lynn said.

Lisa looked up, her dark eyes filled with confusion: "What?"

Lynn explained that in a flash, he appeared to Lisa's left and delivered a chop to her neck.

Lisa reacted extremely quickly, parrying his attack precisely with her left arm.

"Too slow," she said coldly.

Lynn didn't take it seriously. Using the force of the collision, she spun around and swept her right leg towards her lower body.

Lisa leaped backward, deftly dodging the attack.

The two instantly became entangled in combat.

Lynn discovered that even without using a sword, Lisa's close-combat skills were terrifyingly strong.

Every movement she made was extremely simple, without any unnecessary frills, all aimed at taking down the enemy as quickly and effectively as possible.

Lynn's fighting style is more flexible and varied. He uses the speed boost from wind magic to constantly change positions and look for his opponent's weaknesses.

In an instant, the small storage room was filled with afterimages of figures moving about and the sounds of fists and feet clashing.

Lisa became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

Although the two are worlds apart in level, Lynn should theoretically be unable to defeat her without using magic.

But in reality, Lynn's combat instincts were extremely sharp, and several times she thought her attacks were sure to hit, he dodged them in an unbelievable way.

In the brief moment she was distracted, Lynn seized the opportunity.

He took a sudden step forward, taking Lisa's elbow head-on with his chest without dodging or avoiding it, while simultaneously reaching out with both arms to grab her shoulders.

Lisa's expression changed, and she tried to break free, but Lynn's strength was beyond her imagination.

"Got you." Lynn whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

Lisa's ears turned red instantly.

Without thinking, she raised her knee and slammed it into Lynn's lower abdomen.

But Lynn seemed to have anticipated her move.

The moment she raised her knee, he lowered his body, blocking her attack with his thigh, while simultaneously shifting his center of gravity forward.

Lisa felt an irresistible force coming at her, lost her balance, and cried out as she fell backward.

Lynn pressed down on him.

"boom."

Lisa was slammed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Lynn was pressing his entire body against her in an extremely ambiguous position.

The storage room fell silent instantly.

Only their rapid breathing remained.

Lisa's mind went blank.

She lay on her back on the ground, feeling the weight and warmth of another person on her body.

Lynn braced one arm on the ground next to her cheek, while the other hand gripped her shoulder, imprisoning all her resistance.

His warm breath and unique scent enveloped her.

"I...I lost."

"Well, you lost." Lynn's voice came from above, with a hint of amusement. "So, according to the rules, there must be a punishment."

"What...punishment?"