I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Lynn cursed inwardly.

Why not just send people to intercept and kill them head-on? Why resort to these roundabout schemes and tricks?

Perhaps... the other party doesn't want to reveal their identity? Or perhaps they are wary of their own strength and dare not confront them head-on, resorting instead to such underhanded tactics?

Lynn released his grip.

Martha's body went limp, and she slid down the wall to the ground.

Lynn looked at her quietly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

He now faces a choice.

They simply ignored the matter and left with Alice overnight to continue their journey.

In any case, whether the old woman's son lives or dies is none of my business; my primary task is to ensure Alice's safety.

Or...should we change our route to Tianxi City and get to the bottom of this?

This will undoubtedly create unforeseen complications and bring unknown risks.

But if they don't go, it means the mastermind behind the scenes will remain lurking in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment when they are most relaxed.

This feeling made Lynn very unhappy.

He doesn't like passively waiting for danger to strike.

and……

Lynn glanced at the old woman on the ground, who was crying her heart out.

Although her act of drugging was unforgivable, the motives behind it were something that made it difficult to condemn her.

"Ugh……"

Lynn sighed, walked up to Martha, and looked down at her.

"stand up."

Martha trembled, raised her tear-streaked face, and looked at Lynn in horror.

"Tell me everything you know about the person who delivered the letter to you."

……

After questioning her, Lynn let the distraught old woman leave.

He ultimately did not make a move.

It wasn't because I was soft-hearted, but mainly because I was afraid of making too much noise and waking up Alice next door.

Seeing a corpse would likely leave her with significant psychological trauma.

Let's spare her life for now.

Lynn sat back down on the bed, and the room returned to silence.

According to Martha's description, the person who delivered the letter to her was a man and woman completely shrouded in black robes, whose appearance and voice were indistinct. The person left only the letter and the order before disappearing.

The clues eventually pointed to the Butterfly Tavern in Tianxi City.

Lynn took the map out of his spatial ring again.

By the flickering firelight from the fireplace, he unfolded the map and quickly located their current position, as well as the city called Tianxi City.

Tianxi City is less than half a day's journey from here, but it is not on their way to the royal city. If they want to go there, it means they have to take a detour.

It will take at least a day to go back and forth.

Lynn's finger moved back and forth on the map, hesitant.

The night grew deeper and deeper.

Outside the window, the wind and snow howled.

Lynn ultimately did not make a decision.

He stood up, quietly pushed open the door, and walked into the hallway.

Alice's room next door was quiet.

She seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The past few days of running around and being frightened had already exhausted her, and this rare moment of peace tonight was extremely precious to her.

Lynn stood at the door for a while, making sure she wasn't disturbed by the commotion, before gently closing the door and returning to her room.

That's it.

Even the most important matters can wait until dawn.

At the very least, Alice should get a good night's rest.

He put the map away, sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.

Chapter 178 We Are Not Gods

Before dawn, Lynn had already packed his bags and opened the door.

The corridor was quiet; the fireplace, which had burned all night, was now reduced to a few faint embers.

In the main hall of the cabin, the old woman named Martha was kneeling before Alice.

Her hands gripped Alice's skirt, and her wrinkled face was streaked with tears.

"Miss Alice, please, please have mercy on me."

"I beg you to save my son. He's so young. He can't just die like this."

Alice was clearly taken aback by the sudden turn of events; she stood there, looking completely bewildered.

She tried to back away, but the other person grabbed her skirt, making it impossible for her to move.

"Madam, please...please get up..."

"I won't get up!" Martha cried. "If you don't agree, I won't get up! I'll kneel here and die!"

"My son is innocent. He's just an honest and law-abiding businessman. Why did those damned robbers have to arrest him? Why?!"

The old woman wept uncontrollably, and the old hunter beside her also had red eyes, muttering repeatedly, "What a tragedy... what a tragedy..."

Lynn watched this scene quietly from upstairs, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

That's something.

This old lady really knows how to exploit other people's sympathy.

She was clever; instead of asking herself, she chose Alice, who seemed naive and inexperienced.

Alice's eyes also reddened. She looked at the old woman kneeling on the ground, pleading desperately, and her mind was in turmoil.

Sympathy, pity, helplessness... a mix of emotions.

She really wanted to help, she really did.

but……

She remembered what Lynn had said to her yesterday.

"Kindness is a good thing, but if your kindness is not strong enough to protect it, it may become a sharp blade that hurts you."

She can't even protect herself, so how can she save someone else's son?

Alice took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound steady.

"Madam, I'm so sorry..."

"I...I'm just an ordinary person, I don't have the ability to help you yet."

Upon hearing this, Martha's crying stopped abruptly.

"Miss, how can you say that? You're not an ordinary person."

Her gaze suddenly shifted to Lynn, who was slowly walking down the stairs.

"You have guards."

Martha, as if grasping at a last straw, pointed at Lynn.

"He's so capable! He can definitely save my son, Miss. I beg you, please let him go to Tianxi City."

"He'll listen to you if you just say the word, please!"

Alice followed her gaze and saw Lynn.

Lynn's expression was calm; he simply looked at Alice quietly, seemingly waiting for her decision.

Alice's heart was beating very fast.

She knew that if she spoke up, Lynn might actually risk her life to protect her.

But she can't.

She cannot use her own safety to blackmail Lynn's kindness.

At that moment, Alice's gaze suddenly became incredibly firm.

She shook her head vigorously, her voice not loud, but unusually clear.

"Do not."

“Mr. Lynn is not my bodyguard, I have no orders to move him.”

After saying that, she stopped looking at the old woman's astonished expression and took out three gleaming gold coins from the small leather pouch at her waist.

She bent down and gently placed the gold coin on the floor in front of the old woman.

"Thank you for your hospitality last night. We're leaving now."

After saying this, Alice didn't hesitate for a moment, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Martha was completely stunned.

She stared blankly at the three glaring gold coins on the floor, the sadness and despair on her face fading away in an instant.

Lynn walked up to Alice, gave her an approving look, and then followed her out of the cabin without saying a word.

The cool morning breeze on her face helped clear Alice's confused thoughts.

She took her little red horse and awkwardly mounted it.

Lynn also rode the Holy Spirit Unicorn.

The two left the courtyard one after the other without looking back.

Alice couldn't help but look back after walking quite a distance.

The wooden house looked so quiet and peaceful in the morning light, as if the warmth of last night and the farce of this morning were just a dream.

"You did the right thing."

Lynn's calm voice came from ahead.

Alice snapped out of her daze, spurred her horse to catch up with him, and rode alongside him.

"I..." She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Do you think you're cold-blooded?" Lynn seemed to see right through her.

Alice bit her lower lip and didn't say anything, but her expression clearly indicated that she agreed.

"If I told you that she was planning to use a spell on you last night, would you still think that way?"

Lynn's tone remained calm, but his words were like a bolt from the blue.

"Wh...what?"

Alice's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

"Drug?"

“Yes.” Lynn nodded. “It’s a very low-level sleeping potion, so I recognized it at a glance.”

"It may be true that her son was kidnapped, but it is also true that she wanted to drug us and hand us over to the mastermind."

Alice was completely stunned.