I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

He didn't reply.

"Wait for my good news, Your Highness Anna."

He paused, his voice echoing across the empty wilderness.

"I will return with a way to extinguish the flames of karma."

Anna suddenly looked up.

The mask of composure was shattered in an instant.

She didn't let Lynn find a solution; she just hoped Lynn could find a safe place to live.

"Lynn, you..."

Before Anna could finish speaking, Lynn jerked the reins.

The unicorn took a step forward, transforming into a white blur as it plunged into the morning mist.

He wouldn't listen to advice.

This is the experience Lynn has summarized over the past few days: you can't reason with a stubborn person like Anna; you have to make a decision directly.

Anna stood there, watching the figure disappear completely from sight.

The morning breeze blew by, lifting the hem of her long dress.

She turned her head and glanced at Lisa beside her.

This usually cold and aloof shaman, who could kill without even breaking a sweat, was now staring intently in the direction Lynn had left.

She developed feelings for him.

Anna sighed inwardly.

Just a few days ago they were drawing their swords against each other, but now their eyes are full of reluctance.

Anna gently placed her hand on her chest and closed her eyes.

A soft, holy light shone in my palm.

May the Holy Light protect you, Lynn.

The wind whistled in my ears.

Lynn rode his unicorn, galloping across the wasteland.

Anna never allowed him to go to the capital, but Lynn couldn't swallow his anger.

Why should good people have to hide in remote mountain valleys and wait to die?

The archbishop was able to seal the gates of hell without being tainted by the flames of karma; there must be a solution.

Go to the royal city.

This is the only way to break the deadlock.

The unicorn's running speed gradually slowed down.

Lynn suddenly pulled on the reins.

and many more.

Which way do we go to the royal city?

All around was an endless wilderness.

There were no road signs and no pedestrians.

Yesterday I was so busy fighting with Lisa for the last piece of barbecue that I completely forgot about asking for directions.

Failed.

Lynn slapped his forehead.

Forget it, let nature take its course.

According to Anna's previous statement, Mount Nikolay is located in the westernmost part of the Kingdom of Orentia.

As long as you keep heading east, you'll get closer and closer to the capital.

“Let’s go, buddy, toward the rising sun.” Lynn patted the unicorn’s neck.

The unicorn gently nuzzled his palm and continued walking forward.

With two people missing, there's not even anyone to bicker with anymore.

I'm really not used to it yet.

Lynn sighed and slowly walked eastward towards the rising sun.

It was close to noon.

A dense woodland appeared on the horizon ahead.

The trees were tall and their branches and leaves were lush, completely blocking out the sunlight.

Lynn drove the unicorn into the woods.

The temperature dropped sharply.

Sunlight was filtered through the layers of tree canopy, falling onto the moss-covered ground.

The air was filled with the smell of rotting leaves, mixed with a faint fishy odor.

It was almost too quiet; there wasn't even a single bird chirping.

Lynn immediately became alert.

He slowed down, gripping a Fiery Scroll given to him by Anna with his right hand, preparing to summon the Sirens.

In this desolate wilderness, any unusual occurrence could be fatal.

Just then.

A series of hurried footsteps came from behind the bushes on the left, accompanied by the crisp sound of branches snapping one after another.

"Help, meow!"

"A bad dog is trying to kill the cat!"

Lynn pulled on the reins.

Bad dog? What nonsense.

Where did this dog come from in this desolate wilderness?

Before he could react...

The bushes on the left were suddenly knocked aside.

A petite figure stumbled out and fell right in front of the unicorn's hooves.

That was a catgirl.

She looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. She had a head of fluffy flaxen short hair, and two fluffy cat ears drooped down. Her coarse cloth dress was torn in several places, revealing abrasions on her fair skin.

She was running so fast that she tripped and fell to the ground in a sorry state, landing right next to the unicorn's hooves.

The catgirl raised her head, her emerald green, jewel-like eyes brimming with tears.

"Kind person, please save the cat!"

Chapter Thirty-Three: A Foolish Act I (Like a Cup)

Lynn looked down at the petite figure who had fallen to the ground in front of the horse's hooves.

This wasn't the first time he'd seen this kind of demi-human race with animal ears and tails.

But when he was wandering in Windbreak City, he was so hungry that he could only barely survive by leaning against the corner of the wall. He didn't even dare to look up at people, let alone the catgirls passing by.

But things are different now.

Lynn sat on the back of the unicorn, carefully observing the catgirl in front of him.

Her short, flaxen hair was studded with a few dry blades of grass, and her two furry ears were pressed back in fear.

The coarse cloth skirt was torn in several places by thorns, revealing large areas of fair skin.

A long, thin cat tail twitched uneasily behind it, stirring up fallen leaves on the ground.

That figure, that pitiful look.

No wonder those unscrupulous merchants in my past life always liked to release cups featuring all sorts of gentle catgirl designs.

The visual impact of having the actual object right in front of you is truly impressive.

Several howls came from behind the bushes on the left, interrupting Lynn's thoughts.

Five or six large wolves emerged from the shadows, spreading out to partially surround Lynn, the unicorn, and the catgirl on the ground.

Lynn quickly cast an Appraisal spell on the lead wolf.

Race: Gray Wolf

[Level: 5]

【HP: 100%】

Lynn finally relaxed completely.

They turned out to be just a group of ordinary wild animals.

Perfect timing, this is the perfect opportunity to test the results of these seven days of meditation.

Lynn did not dismount.

He raised his right hand, mobilizing the magic power that had just accumulated within his body. The magic power flowed along his meridians and finally gathered at his fingertips.

"Wind Blade Technique".

The words were uttered from between his lips, and two translucent cyan wind blades instantly formed, whistling as they shot through the air.

The wind blades were incredibly fast, precisely slicing open the necks of the two foremost gray wolves.

The two gray wolves collapsed to the ground before they could even let out a scream. Their limbs twitched violently a few times on the dirt before they became completely still.

A strong smell of blood permeated the woodland.

The remaining wolves were terrified by the gruesome death of their companions, and let out horrified whimpers.

They tucked their tails between their legs, retreated repeatedly, then turned and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, vanishing without a trace.

The cat sat slumped on the ground, its little mouth slightly open.

She had thought she would become these bad dogs' dinner today, but the human riding the white horse killed them so easily.

"Alright, the danger is over." Lynn withdrew his right hand and said to the catgirl beside him.

Cat White got up from the ground, brushing the dirt off her skirt. She completely ignored the still bleeding wolf carcass next to her and walked straight to the unicorn.

"Thank you, meow." She tilted her head back, her emerald eyes reflecting the unicorn's snow-white body. "Your horse is so beautiful, meow. Would you consider selling it to me, meow?"

Lynn almost choked on his own saliva.

Her thought process is incredibly fast; does this catgirl really have such a big heart?

Buying a horse? Lynn looked Cat White up and down and found that she didn't even have a pair of shoes, and her two little feet covered in mud were exposed.

What could she buy with? Her life?

“I saved your life.” Lynn looked down at her condescendingly. “Aren’t you going to consider repaying me first?”

The cat's outstretched hand, reaching for the unicorn, froze in mid-air.

"Meow..." She scratched her messy hair, and her ears drooped down sadly again. "Father did say that we should repay kindness, meow, but I have nothing on me, meow. My package was stolen by robbers, meow."

"robber."

Lynn astutely grasped this crucial information.

“Yes, meow.” White Cat nodded vigorously, gesturing with its paws in the air. “They surrounded me with such long swords, and I barely managed to escape from them, only to run into this pack of big dogs. What bad luck, meow.”

Lynn's brain started working at high speed.

He has plenty of money and doesn't want to cause trouble.