I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

A dark figure riding a tall warhorse slowly emerged from the thick fog.

The knight and his warhorse were entirely black, as if formed from shadows. They wore a set of ancient-style full-body heavy armor and held a terrifying giant sword taller than a man.

His helmet was completely sealed, with only two points of crimson, blood-red light burning at the slits around his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lynn cast an Appraisal spell directly at the figure.

[Race: Night Knight]

[Level: 21]

[Sanity Value: ???]

"Wow... There's a Night Knight here!"

Cat Bai Bai had somehow run back to Lynn's side and hid behind him, her voice filled with surprise.

"The Night Knight?" Lynn looked at her.

"Mmm." The cat nodded and explained softly.

"It's a very special kind of ghost. They are cursed and trapped in a specific place. They appear every night and then disappear at dawn."

"This kind of ghost can't be completely killed, meow. Even if you disperse it today, it will still show up here on time tomorrow night. It's so annoying."

She wrinkled her cute little nose and continued.

"Fortunately, most Night Knights are not high-level and do not have any powerful skills. They just ride horses and use greatswords to kill people. As long as you do not go near their territory, there is generally no danger."

Lynn nodded, indicating that he understood.

Their current campsite is quite a distance from the broken bridge.

The knight of the night was simply riding his skeletal warhorse back and forth on the ruins of the broken bridge, completely unaware of the two uninvited guests beside the bridge.

However, the eerie aura emanating from him, and the howling wind, were quite annoying.

Lynn frowned.

He had originally planned to have a deeper emotional exchange with the cat in the tent... cough, that is.

With this thing making noise next to you, all the atmosphere is ruined.

Or should we kill him?

The thought flashed through Lynn's mind in an instant.

He is currently level 30, while his opponent is only level 21, a full nine-level level suppression.

With the Holy Spirit Unicorn beneath him having also undergone tremendous growth, charging in for a head-on confrontation seemed to offer a high chance of victory.

But the thought lasted less than two seconds before he rejected it himself.

No.

Despite his level advantage, the only offensive spells he knows are a basic fireball and a wind blade.

It remains to be seen how much damage these two minor spells can inflict on a fully armored undead knight who appears to have extremely high physical defense.

What if the car overturns?

He certainly didn't want to be killed by an undead in a place like this.

So embarrassing.

Since minor spells aren't reliable, then...

A resolute glint flashed in Lynn's eyes.

Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

No, sometimes you have to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Because using a sledgehammer is the fastest and safest method.

With a thought, Lynn conjured up the phantom of a Siren.

On the broken bridge in the distance, the Night Knight, who had been patrolling mechanically, seemed to sense this terrifying aura.

He yanked the reins hard, his eyes, burning with a scarlet glow, fixed on Lynn's direction, filled with savagery and chaos.

However, Lynn gave him no chance to react at all.

"Singing together across the seas."

He uttered four words softly.

The siren phantom that lurked behind him slowly opened its exquisitely beautiful lips.

A shockwave originating from the soul swept across the entire canyon in an instant.

The primary target, naturally, is that level 21 Night Knight.

The Night Knight, along with his skeletal warhorse, vanished into thin air the instant the song began, like snow exposed to sunlight, offering no resistance whatsoever.

The thick gray fog that had enveloped the broken bridge was also completely dispelled by this force.

In the night sky, the bright moonlight shone down, clearly outlining the silhouette of the broken bridge, and the dark figure could no longer be seen.

The siren phantom behind Lynn also slowly faded and eventually disappeared completely.

it's all over.

The cat blinked its beautiful eyes. Although it had expected this, it still couldn't help but sigh at the sight.

"Isn't it a waste to use such powerful magic to fight a ghost that's only level 21, meow?"

Lynn just smiled when she heard what Cat White said.

waste?

If it can solve the problem in the fastest and safest way, then it's not a waste.

Lynn turned around and slowly walked towards the small tent that was radiating a warm light, and lifted the curtain.

Then, he turned around, looked at the catgirl who was still standing there in a daze, and a meaningful wicked smile appeared on his lips.

"Little cat girl, I'm going into the tent first."

Chapter Seventy-Three: Charming

The tent was small, illuminated by a magic lamp that emitted a soft yellow light. Two soft blankets were neatly folded in the corner, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

The campfire crackled outside the tent, and the distant canyon was silent. After the annoying Night Rider disappeared, the whole world was quiet.

Time passed by, second by second.

Lynn leaned against the soft blanket, listening to the sound of the wind outside.

One minute……

Five minutes...

Ten minutes...

The cat, Bai Bai, hasn't come in yet.

Lynn was somewhat surprised. He lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside.

The petite figure was sitting by the campfire, hugging her knees, with her back to the tent, her little head nodding as if she were dozing off.

Beside her, the unicorn lay docilely, occasionally nuzzling her back with its head.

This little guy... could he be too shy to come in and is planning to sleep outside for the night?

Lynn was both amused and exasperated.

A little while later, just as he was about to go out and drag her in, the tent flap was suddenly lifted from the outside by a small hand.

A white cat poked its furry little head into the tent and cautiously scanned the room.

After confirming that Lynn hadn't made any strange preparations, she nimbly climbed in and quickly drew the curtain closed.

The tent suddenly felt a bit crowded because of her arrival.

The girl's sweet fragrance became even stronger.

"I...I'm warning you, meow!"

As soon as the cat Bai Bai sat down, it immediately stretched out a white finger and pointed at Lynn, trying to make a fierce expression.

But her slightly flushed cheeks and her cat ears trembling with nervousness completely betrayed her inner emotions.

"No excessive things allowed tonight, meow!"

"Something excessive?"

Lynn blinked blankly, then unconsciously moved closer to her.

"What would be considered...excessive?"

"It's...it's just..."

Cat Bai Bai felt flustered by his gaze, avoided his eyes, and stammered.

"You're not allowed to... you're not allowed to touch the cat!"

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, and her cheeks grew hotter and hotter.

The thought of the feeling of him grabbing her most sensitive tail while she was on the unicorn's back during the day made her weak all over.

"Oh?" Lynn's smile widened. "Where are you not allowed to touch?"

"Tail, don't touch the tail, meow."

"Cat White" was practically the first thing that came to mind.

After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said and wished she could disappear into the ground.

To hide her embarrassment, she mustered her courage and added fiercely.

"If you dare touch my tail again, you... you'll go outside and sleep, meow."

Seeing her adorable, exaggerated gestures, Lynn finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay, I got it."

"Never touch its tail, absolutely never."

Only after receiving Lynn's assurance did Cat White breathe a slight sigh of relief.

She snorted, turned her head away, and stopped looking at him. She then took out her small blanket from her backpack and spread it out.

The tent space was so limited that even though the two of them tried to sit as close as possible to the sides, the distance between them was still pitifully short.

Lynn could even clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her hair.

"I...I'm going to sleep now, meow."

Cat White pulled the blanket up to her chin, leaving only her eyes and cat ears visible, and whispered to Lynn with her back to him.

"Good night."

Lynn responded and lay down as well.

Inside the tent, only the clearly audible breathing of the two people and the faint sound of the campfire burning outside could be heard.

Lynn stared wide-eyed at the petite figure so close to her.

The cat, Bai Bai, seemed very nervous, its body tense, and even its tail, hidden under the blanket, would occasionally twitch uneasily.

Lynn smiled slightly upon seeing this.

He promised not to touch the tail.

But... I didn't promise not to do anything else.

Cat Bai Bai seemed to sense the movement behind her, but she didn't turn around or make a sound; she just huddled even tighter around herself.

A smug, wicked smile curled at the corners of Lynn's mouth.

He clung to her like a sticky plaster, completely embracing her petite and delicate body.

One hand naturally wrapped around her slender waist.