I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Lisa's vision was a little blurry. She saw Lynn lower her head, her black hair falling down and brushing against her cheek.

Lynn's face kept getting bigger and bigger in front of him.

Those eyes, which always held a hint of mockery, were now intently watching her.

"Don't move."

Lisa realized she really couldn't move.

It wasn't that I was suppressed and unable to move, but rather that my body seemed to have lost control, and all my strength was drained away in an instant.

All she could feel was the increasingly hot temperature on her face.

Lynn slowly released her grip on her shoulder.

His palm slid down her arm, across her elbow, her forearm, and finally, gently took her hand in his.

Lisa's body tensed even more.

Apart from Lynn, she had never had such intimate contact with any other man.

As Anna's disciplinary nun, her world consists only of fighting, protecting, and commanding.

Lynn slowly raised the hand that was supporting her cheek.

His fingertips gently brushed against her sweaty temples, tenderly tucking a strand of silver hair that clung to her cheek behind her ear.

Lisa closed her eyes.

She dared not look at him again.

She was afraid that if she watched any longer, she would completely succumb to temptation.

In the darkness, the rest of my senses become incredibly sharp.

She felt Lynn lower her head even further.

Something warm and soft gently landed on her forehead.

Lisa's long eyelashes began to tremble.

What...what is he doing?

After kissing her forehead, Lynn didn't leave.

His lips moved slowly down her brow bone.

"Don't……"

Lisa let out a weak groan, her body going limp like a puddle of water.

Lynn didn't listen.

He treated it as if it were a rare treasure, touching it with patience and tenderness with every gesture.

Lisa felt like she was going crazy.

This unfamiliar, tingling sensation came from every place he kissed, making her weak all over and unable to muster any strength.

She tried to push him away, but the hand he was holding tightened involuntarily, as if trying to grasp something.

Finally, his lips reached hers.

He stopped.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

His warm breath tickled and tingled her lips.

Lisa could feel that if she raised her head slightly, or he lowered it an inch, their lips would touch.

Her heart was pounding in her throat.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at that moment.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

But Lynn did not take it any further.

He simply watched her lips part slightly in nervousness.

Lisa is waiting.

Waiting for that kiss that will eventually fall.

I'm looking forward to it, but also a little scared.

However, Lynn suddenly changed direction.

His lips brushed past the corner of her lips, then moved downwards, landing on her fair and slender neck.

"!"

Lisa suddenly opened her eyes.

Lynn's lips pressed against her skin, and then he opened his mouth and gently bit her with his teeth.

Chapter 157 Urban Reconstruction

Lynn did not answer; his lips left Lisa's neck, but he did not get up.

He simply propped himself up on his arms, looking down at the person beneath him.

The dim light in the storage room outlined her disheveled silver hair, her sweaty cheeks, and her slightly widened black eyes, filled with shock and confusion.

Those eyes, which were always as cold as stars, were now misty with moisture, like obsidian dampened by rain.

Lynn's breathing was a little heavy.

Lynn had sensed that she was interested in him long ago.

From initial hostility to later tacit understanding, and then to occasional expressions of concern and coyness, her emotional changes never escaped his notice.

She was only bound by her identity as a nun and her loyalty to Anna, and dared not cross the line.

But now, Lynn has decided to confront his feelings for her.

He leaned down and kissed her lips again.

This time, it's no longer a test, no longer a pause.

He pried open her teeth with an extremely domineering manner.

"Well……"

Lisa let out a whimper and instinctively tried to struggle, but Lynn's grip on her hand tightened even more.

Lynn's palms were hot, burning hot, and that heat spread all the way up her wrists and into her heart.

An unfamiliar scent filled her mouth, carrying Lynn's unique flavor, domineeringly plundering everything she had.

Lisa's mind went completely blank.

She forgot who she was, forgot the commandment to discipline nuns, and forgot the vow she made to Princess Anna.

All she knew was that she was being pinned down by a man in an incredibly intimate manner.

Her body, however, shamefully did not utter a single thought of resistance.

Instead, as Lynn's kisses deepened, her tense body gradually relaxed, and she even began to respond clumsily.

Lynn noticed the change in her.

He released his grip on her hands, instead wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer to him.

Lisa felt like she was going crazy.

Her reason told her that she should push him away and stab him.

But her body was honestly moving closer to him, responding to his feelings.

“Lynn…”

She struggled to squeeze out his name, her voice as soft as water.

"Ok?"

Lynn's kisses didn't stop; she only gave a mumbled response.

When everything returned to calm, Lisa stared blankly at the dusty ceiling, a single, glistening tear sliding down her cheek, whether from pain or joy, it was hard to tell.

Lynn propped herself up and looked at her like this, feeling little guilt.

He needed to vent, and she, too, needed an outlet for her emotions.

He lowered his head, gently kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, then rolled off the floor and began to tidy his disheveled clothes.

Lisa lay there motionless on the ground until Lynn, fully dressed, walked to the door.

"I am leaving."

Lynn's voice broke the silence.

Lisa slowly turned her head, her dark eyes looking at him with an extremely complex expression.

There was confusion, shame, indignation, and a sense of grievance that she herself couldn't quite sort out... a hint of resentment.

Lynn felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, but she still braced herself, opened the door, and went out.

In the storage room, only Lisa remained, and she began to tidy up the messy battlefield.

……

Lynn walked out of the storage area and let out a long breath.

The physical emptiness was satisfied, but there was a strange sense of restlessness in my mind.

He wandered aimlessly down the dimly lit corridor, trying to calm his mind.

Just as he turned a corner, a figure hurriedly walked from the opposite direction. The two were unable to dodge in time and collided head-on.

"Ouch!"

A gasp escaped, followed by the sound of papers scattering.

Lynn looked closely and saw that it was Nora who had bumped into him.

The leader of the burning fire was carrying a large pile of blueprints and documents when he was bumped into, causing the things in his hands to fall to the ground.

"Sorry, sorry." Lynn quickly squatted down and hurriedly helped pick them up.

"It's nothing, I was just in a hurry," Nora said, squatting down as she tidied up.

Her face looked tired, but her eyes were full of excitement.

Lynn helped her pick up the last few drawings and handed them over.

"Thank you." Nora took the blueprints and stood up. "I was just looking for you. Come with me."

Lynn was a little confused, but she still followed behind her.

The two arrived at the conference room one after the other.

Nora piled all the documents she was holding onto the table and pointed to one of the maps.

"Now that the cult's influence in Holy Song City has been basically wiped out, and we have survived, there is a most pressing problem right now."

“We can’t live in the sewers forever.” Nora’s expression turned serious. “The conditions here are terrible, and as we rescue more and more survivors, this place will eventually become overcrowded.”

Lynn nodded; this was indeed the most urgent matter.

"So we discussed it." Nora moved her finger across the map, finally pointing to a circled area. "We're going to take over the nobles' residential area."

"It's big enough and the buildings are relatively intact, making it very suitable as a temporary shelter or as a command center for our city reconstruction."

Nora looked at Lynn, "Although the remnants of the Order should have already fled, just in case..."

"You want me to go and scout ahead?" Lynn immediately understood what she meant.

“Yes.” Nora nodded solemnly. “With your abilities, you can handle any unexpected situation. Could you please clear out that area and make sure it’s safe?”

“Okay.” Lynn agreed without hesitation.

“Anna and Eve still have the tasks of purifying nodes and calming the public to handle,” Nora said. “So you’ll have to do it all by yourself.”

"No problem, leave it to me."