I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

The gray wolf's fur was taut, and it let out a low whimper.

Before it, the Holy Spirit Unicorn's star-filled eyes stared coldly at it, and a faint holy glow lingered around the spiral horn on its forehead.

That radiance is purifying for evil creatures, but an irresistible pressure for ordinary beings.

The gray wolf stopped ten meters away from Lynn, lay down on the ground, trembling, and dared not come any closer.

Lynn strode forward.

The cat, Bai Bai, peeked out from behind him, its eyes full of curiosity.

Lynn walked up to the gray wolf and crouched down.

He took a deep breath and placed his right hand directly on the gray wolf's furry head.

"Sweetie, let me touch you."

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The gray wolf remained lying on the ground, showing no unusual reaction except for trembling due to fear.

There was no mania, no sign of a breakdown in reason, not even the thought of struggling.

Become!

A huge weight was lifted off Lynn's shoulders.

This "ominous curse ring" actually managed to sever the damned curse from his body.

He looked again at the catgirl standing at the entrance of the cave.

An invisibility cloak, a spatial backpack, and now this ring that can ward off curses.

What is the origin of this little thing? How many unbelievable treasures is hidden in her canvas backpack?

A daring idea uncontrollably surfaced in Lynn's mind.

Or... should we rob her?

The ring he was wearing was just something Cat White casually took out to pay off a debt.

So what kind of extraordinary treasure is hidden in her backpack?

Anyway, this is the middle of nowhere, so it's easy to destroy the evidence.

The thought only flashed through Lynn's mind for a moment before he forcibly extinguished it.

No.

He's not that kind of person.

If he would kill and rob for treasure, then what's the difference between him and the bandits he killed in the cave?

Anna saved him because she saw pure goodness in him. If he had done such a thing, how could he face Anna and Lisa in the future?

However, even if we can't actually rob it, we can at least scare it, right?

I'll just have to test how far I can go in pretending to be a bad guy, so that the little cat girl knows that he's not someone to be trifled with.

Lynn stood up, dusted off his hands, and walked step by step toward Cat Whitey.

He deliberately slowed his pace, and the barely suppressed joy on his face quickly vanished, replaced by a cold expression.

"Kitten girl."

"Give me everything, or else..."

He paused, then extended his index finger, a small cluster of flickering flame gathering at the tip.

"I'll kill you."

Lynn was very satisfied with his performance. His cold expression, deep threat, and perfectly timed spell demonstration created an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Surely they'll be scared now?

However, the cat simply tilted its head, its eyes showing no fear but rather confusion.

"You're lying to me, meow."

She saw through Lynn's disguise with just one sentence.

"I can tell you're a good person, just like I can tell you're not very smart at first glance."

Cat White retorted confidently.

Her greatest strength, which allowed her to travel to so many kingdoms, was her talent for distinguishing between good and evil.

She could clearly sense who harbored ill intentions towards her and who was merely bluffing.

The human in front of her had no malice whatsoever; he was as pure as snow on a snow-capped mountain, which was why she was willing to interact with him.

The flame at Lynn's fingertips went out immediately.

He froze on the spot.

Not very smart?

Come again?

Am I really so stupid that I can't even scare people in the most basic way?

"Then you're wrong."

Lynn rushed straight to Cat Whitey.

Since the curse was no longer effective, there was no need for him to restrain himself anymore.

Before Mao Baibai could react, Lynn raised her hand and placed it directly on her fluffy short hair, starting to rub it without restraint.

It feels even better than I expected.

Soft, smooth, and slightly warm.

His fingers slid down smoothly and precisely pinched the cat ear that was trembling slightly with his movement.

The fine downy fibers brushed against my fingertips, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

oops.

It feels so good to pet a cat.

Cat Bai Bai was completely stunned.

No one has ever dared to treat her like this before.

A strange current surged from the top of my head and instantly spread throughout my body.

She felt her body go limp, and she could barely stand.

Ouch...so comfortable, meow...

Her tail uncontrollably rose up and circled in the air.

"Stop...stop it, meow!"

Cat Bai Bai finally regained her senses. Her face flushed, she jumped back forcefully, putting distance between herself and Lynn.

"Touch it again... touch it again and you'll need to pop gold coins!"

She covered her disheveled hair with both hands, her two cat ears so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Seeing her embarrassed and annoyed expression, Lynn's frustration vanished instantly.

This little thing is really interesting.

It's a pity, we still had to part ways in the end.

"Traveling merchant, where are you headed next?" Lynn asked casually, withdrawing his hand.

When her job was mentioned, Cat Bai Bai immediately perked up, and the blush on her face faded considerably.

"Of course, we're going to Ravenhill, the capital of the Kingdom of Orentia, meow!"

She puffed out her small chest, looking proud.

"That's the most prosperous place in the entire Kingdom of Orentia. Many of my treasures can fetch a good price there, meow!"

"So the royal city is called Ravenhill?" Lynn nodded, memorizing the name.

Looking at the petite catgirl in front of him, a new plan quickly took shape in his mind.

He knew nothing about the royal city, not even the way, while this catgirl was clearly a seasoned traveler who knew the royal city better than he did.

"That's on the way."

Lynn cleared his throat, adopting an air of self-righteousness.

"You little kitten, come with me."

"Meow? What a coincidence!"

The cat stared wide-eyed, its face full of surprise.

"That's so great, meow!"

Being able to travel with such a strong, kind, and silly good guy ensures safety on the road.

Lynn nodded in satisfaction and turned to walk towards the Holy Spirit Unicorn.

He mounted his horse, ready to set off immediately.

Before he could even pull the reins, a petite figure leaped up and landed steadily in front of him, sitting directly on the unicorn's broad neck with her back to him.

Cat Bai Bai patted the unicorn's snow-white mane without any hesitation, and then took out a golden dried fish slice from her magical backpack.

"The horse should be good, meow."

She held the fish slice up to the unicorn's mouth.

"If you listen to me, I can give you dried fish, meow."

Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Foolish Act II

The Holy Spirit Unicorn haughtily turned its head away, disdainfully ignoring the fish slices offered to its mouth, and even snorted in disgust, exhaling a warm breeze carrying a holy aura.

The cat, Bai Bai, seemed a little lost.

"It won't eat this, meow."

Lynn tugged on the reins, and the unicorn, understanding his intention, began to stride through the forest.

"That's such a pity, meow. This is top-grade Moonlight Sardine Dried Fish. It would sell for several silver coins a piece in the South, meow." The cat regretfully took back the fish slice, took a big bite for itself, and then adjusted its sitting posture in front of Lynn without any hesitation.

She was practically curled up in Lynn's arms, her back pressed tightly against his chest.

The unicorn's steps were steady, but with each rise and fall of its body, a springy, tactile sensation was transmitted over and over again.

Lynn felt somewhat uneasy.

Who can stand this.

The little thing's body was so soft it was like it had no bones; even through two layers of fabric, Lynn could feel its amazing elasticity.

What's worse, she seems to have no concept of the proper distance between men and women, and she would occasionally shift her position to find a more comfortable one.

Every tiny friction felt like a feather gently scratching at the tip of his heart.

"Can't you just behave yourself?" Lynn cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound normal.

"But it's uncomfortable sitting like this, meow." The cat twisted its body and changed its position, pressing even closer to Lynn. "Your horse is too big, I can't sit still, meow."

Lynn gave up on communication.

Trying to reason with a catgirl with such an eccentric way of thinking is like casting pearls before swine.

He could only force himself to look away from the soft warmth in front of him and start thinking about serious matters.

"You just mentioned the South?" Lynn initiated the conversation. "You're from a very far place?"

“Yes, meow.” When talking about his journey, Whitey the cat immediately became interested. “I came from the distant Kingdom of Shanoria, and traveled all the way north, passing through several countries, meow.”

The Kingdom of Sanloria?