I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

“You’ve changed,” Lisa suddenly said.

"Ok?"

“It’s not just about rank.” Lisa’s gaze fell on the distant woods. “When you left, there was a sense of… confusion about you.”

Lynn was taken aback.

“It’s gone now.” After saying this, Lisa stood up and patted the dust off her skirt.

"His Highness should wake up tomorrow." She walked to the door, turned back to look at Lynn, and said, "You should get some rest too."

"The nun is as considerate as ever."

Lynn muttered something to himself, then went into his room, which was decorated almost exactly the same as when he left.

I need to tell Anna about Vigo when she wakes up tomorrow.

As for how she will react...

Lynn didn't know.

But he knew that Anna had the right to know the truth.

No matter how cruel the truth may be.

The next morning, Lynn got up and saw Anna standing in front of the door against the light. She had changed into a clean white dress, and although her face was still a little pale, she was in much better spirits, and her golden eyes had regained their sparkle.

"How are you feeling?" Lynn walked out of the room and stood beside her.

“I haven’t felt this relaxed in a long time,” Anna said. “The feeling of the karmic fire burning my soul is gone, it’s like… a mountain that was pressing down on me has suddenly been lifted away.”

"What about magic power?"

Anna shook her head slightly.

“Not yet recovered.” She glanced at Lynn. “The damage to his soul is too severe. It will probably take three to five days to regain his magic power.”

“Three to five days,” Lynn nodded.

Lisa came out from behind the house carrying a bowl of hot porridge. When she saw Anna standing at the door, she quickened her pace noticeably.

"Your Highness, please eat something first."

Anna took the bowl, lowered her head to take a sip, and then looked up at Lynn.

"That person from yesterday..."

“His name is Vigo,” Lynn said.

Anna paused slightly in the hand holding the bowl.

“I know his name,” Anna said calmly. “What I’m asking is, what is his identity?”

“He said…” Lynn hesitated for a moment, “He is your father.”

The air became quiet.

To Lynn's surprise, Anna's face remained expressionless.

My father died when I was four years old.

Lynn briefly recounted Vigo's identity, his relationship with the church, and how he had been deceived for decades.

Anna remained silent.

She listened quietly to everything, then lowered her head and continued drinking the porridge in her bowl.

“Your Highness…” Lisa looked at her with some concern.

“I’m fine.” Anna’s voice remained calm. “Someone I haven’t seen in over twenty years suddenly claims to be my father. I don’t know how to react to this.”

She looked up at Lynn.

"Where is he?"

“He’s already left.” Lynn didn’t hide anything. “He said he was just glad to see you alive.”

Anna remained silent for a long time.

Then she smiled, not happily, not sadly, but more like... a sense of relief?

“That’s settled then.” Anna looked up at the sunlight. “If he’s still alive, we’ll meet again someday.”

She handed the bowl back to Lisa and straightened up.

“Now let’s talk about you.” Anna’s gaze fell on Lynn. “You were only level 10 when you left, and now you’re level 55 in such a short time.”

"It's a long story, but to put it simply, the Royal City Church held a trial, which I participated in, and then I received a lot of benefits because I abstained."

"There are benefits to abstaining?" Lisa's expression was full of doubt.

“Mmm.” Lynn didn’t go into details about the Fool, “Anyway, the result was good. I leveled up and got some useful things.”

Anna stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Tell me the details after I recover."

"no problem."

Just then, a gust of wind blew from not far away.

The three of them looked towards the mountain road at the same time.

A group of figures gradually came into view from the path at the foot of the mountain.

Two rows of knights in silver armor walked at the front, holding spears and their faces covered by masks.

Behind the knight were four clergymen dressed in white robes, each holding a jewel-encrusted staff.

At the very center of these people, a slightly overweight middle-aged man dressed in an elegant bishop's robe was walking up the hillside at a leisurely pace.

Lynn recognized that face.

Theodore.

The bishop of the Church of Windbreak, Anna's mortal enemy, that hypocrite who stabbed her in the back countless times.

Lisa's sword was already half-drawn.

Anna stood there, expressionless, watching the group approach.

Theodore stopped about twenty meters from the cabin, and the knights and clergy beside him also stopped, forming two neat rows behind him.

He looked at Anna, then laughed.

“Anna,” Theodore spoke, his tone as if he were talking to a long-lost daughter, “I knew you would be here.”

Anna did not speak.

“Look at you,” Theodore shook his head, “you’re so thin, and you’ve suffered so much…”

"Speak your mind." Anna's voice was icy cold.

Theodore's smile remained unchanged.

“Alright.” He clasped his hands together. “I have come here to carry out the purification ceremony on the orders of the Church’s Supreme Council.”

He looked into Anna's eyes and said, word by word, "Anna, your sanity level should be dropping to twenty soon, right? According to the rules, clergy with a sanity level below twenty must undergo purification."

Theodore's gaze fell on Lynn.

"And you, little bug, I don't know how you messed up the plan in the royal city, but it doesn't matter."

He took out a fist-sized, dark red crystal ball from his sleeve, its surface shimmering with eerie light patterns.

"Today, you all have to stay here."

Lynn stared at the crystal ball in Theodore's hand, her heart pounding.

"Anna." He turned his head and lowered his voice, "What level is he, roughly?"

Anna's gaze never left Theodore.

"His previous performance in the church was probably around 65."

Sixty-five.

Lynn quickly assessed his own strength in his mind.

The Sirens' "Song of the Seas" is less effective against level 65 enemies, so it's not a very reliable strategy.

That leaves only one option.

【Temple Guardian】: Consumes 75 sanity points to summon a Temple Guardian to the world.

“Step back,” Lynn said to Anna and Lisa.

Lisa frowned: "You..."

"Step back," Lynn repeated, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

Anna glanced at him, and without hesitation, pulled Lisa back to the side of the cabin.

Lisa wanted to say something, but Anna grabbed her wrist, so she could only grit her teeth and retreat to the back.

Theodore looked at Lynn with interest. "Little bug wants to play with me alone? You think you can?"

Lynn ignored him.

He closed his eyes.

In the depths of that vast ocean in the spiritual realm, a silent presence stands quietly.

75 points of available sanity are instantly reset to zero.

in reality.

The crystal ball in Theodore's hand suddenly began to flash wildly.

"what?"

He hadn't finished speaking yet.

The sky darkened, and something far heavier than dark clouds descended from the heavens.

Everyone looked up.

A golden beam of light crashed down from the clouds, striking five meters in front of Lynn.

The knights and clergy around Theodore were forced back several steps by the wind pressure, and some even had to kneel on one knee to barely keep their balance.

The pillar of light dissipated, and the temple guards stood before Lynn.

Its right hand held a spear of light taller than a person, and its left hand held a heavy tower shield with some kind of ancient divine emblem engraved on its surface.

Theodore's smile vanished.

The crystal ball in his hand was flashing red light wildly, an instinctive alarm when faced with a threat far greater than himself.

“This…” Theodore’s pupils contracted sharply, “What is this thing?”

The temple guard slowly turned its head, and then it raised its spear.

Golden holy light spread from the tip of the spear, transforming into a dazzling halo.

The mere act of raising a gun released such a powerful aura that the two knights in the front row went weak in the knees and collapsed to their knees.

"Protect the master!" a clergyman in the back row shouted shrilly.

Four white-robed mages simultaneously raised their staffs, and golden magic circles lit up beneath their feet, attempting to construct a defensive barrier.

However, the temple guard's head only tilted slightly.

The staffs in the hands of the four mages shattered simultaneously.

"Withdraw!" Theodore finally shouted.

He turned around abruptly, his robes fluttering, and a dark red crystal ball spun rapidly in his palm, releasing a blood-red shield that enveloped him.

But his knights did not react so quickly.

The temple guards took the first step.

The earth cracked open.

The second step.

The two knights in the front row were blasted away by the pressure of the holy light, their silver armor shattering into countless fragments in mid-air.