I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

"Boom!"

The street outside the hotel suddenly exploded open.

A five-meter-tall, stitched-together behemoth, haphazardly pieced together from the limbs, organs, and bones of different creatures, slowly crawled out of the sewers.

Its body was covered in foul-smelling green pus, and its exposed muscle tissue was still twitching slightly. Several heads of different species were sewn onto its chest, and its empty eye sockets stared blankly in the direction of the inn.

"Roar!"

The stitched monster opened its massive jaws, composed of sharp teeth, and let out a roar.

It strides forward with its legs, which are made up of elephant legs and monitor lizard feet, and crashes heavily into the Violet Inn.

"Crack... Boom!"

The already crumbling hotel could no longer hold on and collapsed with a crash.

Lynn's expression changed drastically.

He was standing at the top of the stairs when the roof beams above him, mixed with gravel and wood chips, came crashing down on him.

Damn.

He didn't have time to dodge at all.

At the critical moment, the siren's phantom in mid-air instantly dissipated, transforming into a light blue screen that firmly protected Lynn within it.

The collapsed beams and bricks were completely blocked by the light curtain, stirring up clouds of dust.

Lynn coughed violently, his vision blurred.

Fortunately, Cat Bai Bai and her fluffy pet were outside the hotel and were not affected.

"Danger, meow, this big guy... I'm really having a hard time beating him."

Cat Baibai stared at the monster crawling out of the sewer, his voice trembling.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Lynn quickly glanced at his panel.

[Available Sanity Points: 10/70]

Only 10 o'clock remains.

Lynn's heart sank to the bottom.

He never expected that this seemingly weak fat man would hold such a terrifying trump card.

The information returned by the appraisal technique was just a screen full of question marks, but the fact that it could withstand the Siren's attack already spoke volumes.

【Race:???】

【grade:???】

Health Points: ???

[Sanity Value: ???]

This is simply not an opponent he can handle right now.

escape?

The Frankenstein monster didn't seem fast, but it was so huge that it could crush itself with a single stomp.

Fight!

With only ten sanity points remaining, there is only one skill that can be used.

【Siren's Whisper】: Consumes 5 sanity points to cause confusion to enemies within a designated area.

It can only be used twice.

This is his only chance.

Lynn stared at the stitched-together monster that was swinging its tentacles, making a desperate gamble.

"The Siren's Melodious Voice".

An invisible sound wave spread out instantly from Lynn's center.

He kept his sights firmly on the Stitches, betting that this skill could throw its massive body into chaos for even a few seconds.

However, when the sound waves passed over the stitched monster's body, the monster only swayed slightly, and the few heads sewn onto its body turned around blankly before becoming unresponsive.

It won't work on it.

Lynn's heart sank completely.

Even mental attacks were ineffective; this monster was simply a soulless puppet that only knew how to destroy.

Since it's ineffective against the puppet, then what about the person controlling it...?

Before Lynn could finish his thought, he saw the sound wave that the Stitched Monster had ignored pass straight through its body and precisely cover Simon, who was not far behind it.

Simon watched smugly as everything unfolded before him, preparing to order Debis to tear everyone here to shreds.

The sound waves swept by.

The smile on his face vanished instantly.

The next second, he seemed to have suddenly gone mad, gesturing wildly and laughing like an idiot.

"Dancing...hehe...spinning around..."

His obese body writhed clumsily, and the glass ball in his hand flew out and crashed to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.

Lynn was stunned.

This... will work?

Before he could even rejoice in this unexpected good fortune, the situation on the field took another dramatic turn.

"Roar!!!"

The Frankenstein monster suddenly let out a painful roar.

The stitched-up heads on its body opened their eyes simultaneously, and a blood-red light flickered in their empty eye sockets.

The restraints have been lifted.

It is free.

Debis slowly lowered his head, his eyes, filled with violence and hatred, locking onto Simon, who was still standing there laughing and dancing foolishly.

This tiny creature imprisoned it for so many years.

The fury of revenge instantly consumed its chaotic consciousness.

Debis raised a giant claw made of metal and bones and swung it down at Simon.

"Pfft!"

Simon's laughter stopped abruptly as his obese body was instantly smashed into a bloody mess.

Lynn stared blankly at the scene, only now fully understanding what was happening.

That glass ball is the means by which this monster is controlled.

Now the glass ball is shattered, and the monster has gone out of control.

This is a big problem.

"Meow!!"

The cat, Bai Bai, was also terrified by the bloody scene and screamed.

She looked at the Frankenstein monster that had begun indiscriminately destroying the surrounding buildings, her face filled with regret.

She gritted her teeth and reached into her backpack.

"This cat...this cat will fight you to the death, meow."

She took out a box full of gold coins, preparing to use her strongest trump card as a traveling merchant.

However, just as she was about to spend all her gold coins...

A sharp golden light tore through the billowing smoke and dust, precisely piercing the stitched monster's back.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and cold female voice resounded throughout the ruins.

"Paladin Thrust".

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Mysterious Female Knight

Before the words were even finished, the golden light that tore through the smoke and dust had already pierced through everything.

In Lynn's line of sight, a spear burning with holy flames pierced the stitched monster's back with perfect accuracy.

"Roar--!!!"

Debis let out a shrill, painful roar. Its body, pieced together from countless severed limbs, trembled violently. The several heads sewn together on its chest turned to its back at the same time, and blood-red light flashed wildly in its empty eye sockets.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

A figure riding a pure white warhorse stood silently on the ruins.

The newcomer was completely clad in exquisite light blue-purple armor, her helmet obscuring her face, leaving only a pair of icy blue eyes that coldly stared at the raging monster before her.

The spear in her hand had been sheathed, its tip untouched by any filth, still radiating a soft, sacred glow.

Very competitive.

Lynn, hiding behind the collapsed roof beams, only needed one glance to judge that the person's strength was terrifying.

That calm and composed demeanor is something only a seasoned veteran can possess.

The female knight ignored the surrounding ruins and onlookers, holding her gun in one hand and slowly riding forward.

"Get out of here quickly, I'll deal with it."

Oh oh.

Lynn reacted immediately. Without the slightest hesitation, he slipped out of the shadows of the ruins and quickly moved in the direction where Cat Whitey was.

Lynn quickly found the cat, Bai Bai, hiding behind a crumbling wall.

The little cat girl was shivering while hugging her huge fluffy beast, and when she saw Lynn running over, her two cat ears immediately perked up.

"Little cat girl, you really know how to get me into trouble," Lynn said irritably, panting.

"I...I came to save you, meow." Seeing that Lynn was unharmed, Whitey the cat breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered its head pitifully. "I know I was wrong, meow..."

As she spoke, she patted the fluffy animal beside her.

The huge white fur ball, as big as a small mountain, let out a soft whimper, its body rapidly shrinking until it became a palm-sized ball of fur, which was then grabbed by the cat and stuffed into its canvas backpack.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Lynn's anger dissipated.

He reached out and rubbed the cat's fluffy little head.

Forget it, there's no need to criticize.

Although this silly cat isn't very bright, the fact that it decisively came back to save me in that situation speaks volumes.

In this world where human life is worth less than grass, this courage is more precious than gold.

"Should we run away quickly, meow?" White Cat looked up at the female knight confronting the Stitches in the distance and asked softly.

That terrifying monster made her legs go weak just looking at it.

"Why are you running?" Lynn shook his head and pulled her further away. "We're safe now that we're this far away."

He lowered his voice and patiently persuaded him.

"Are you brainless? You can't even see a battle this high-level normally, even if you pay for it."

"Take a small notebook and write down the entire course and details of the battle. Later, sell this battle record to a mercenary guild or an intelligence dealer. How much money can you make?"

The cat's white eyes lit up instantly.

"Oh right! How come I didn't think of that, meow!"

She slapped her forehead and shook her ears in annoyance.

"Even an idiot like you could think of this way of doing business, but I, the best businesswoman, couldn't have thought of it? This is so heartbreaking for me!"

Despite her complaints, she moved with astonishing speed, immediately pulling out a delicate little notebook and a quill pen from her backpack. Leaning against the broken wall, she began to concentrate intently on taking notes, muttering to herself.