I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Lynn was somewhat surprised; this reaction was strange.

They didn't swear or blush; they just ignored it completely?

Driven by curiosity, he closed the door and followed them.

The two walked one after the other to the edge of the mountain peak.

One more step forward and you're into an abyss.

The night wind howled up from the foot of the mountain. Lisa stopped, turned her back to Lynn, and gazed at the distant mountains and forests swallowed by darkness.

Lynn walked to her side, and mimicked her, placing his hands on the rocks behind him, without saying a word, patiently waiting.

He could roughly guess that this usually taciturn nun had something she wanted to say to him.

The silence lasted for a long time.

So long that Lynn thought she just wanted to come out for some fresh air.

"before……"

Lisa finally spoke, her voice so soft it was almost carried away by the wind.

“In the past, Your Highness had no one you could trust.”

"She kept everything to herself, bearing it all alone, never showing weakness to anyone, because she was a saint, the hope of everyone, so she could not fall."

Her profile appeared softer in the moonlight, no longer the cold and aloof look she had during the day.

“I always thought she would continue like this until the very end, until she lost all reason and perished in the holy light.”

"Until you appear."

She turned her head and looked at Lynn.

"She changed after you came into the picture."

"She started laughing, joking, and even... playing little tricks like a normal girl."

"She begins to trust you, depend on you, and see you as a true companion, not just a tool to regain her sanity."

At this point, Lisa paused, seemingly hesitant, but still added in a low voice.

"Of course, that includes me."

Lynn heard it clearly.

A slight thought crossed his mind.

It turns out that even this cold and hard piece of wood can have so many delicate thoughts.

However, he always couldn't resist the urge to spoil these rare moments of warmth.

"So, Sister, you're thanking me on behalf of His Highness?"

Lynn leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Or... are you thanking me yourself?"

Lisa's cheeks started to heat up again.

She abruptly took half a step back, creating some distance.

"I just... I just wanted to tell you this so you can understand how much His Highness trusts you. Don't overthink it!"

Seeing her adorable, fierce yet cowardly demeanor, Lynn's smile deepened.

He suddenly reached out and, before Lisa could react, gently placed his hand on her head and ruffled her smooth silver hair.

It feels really good.

Lisa froze completely.

She instinctively tensed her body, bracing herself for that familiar, nauseating, and soul-tearing frenzy of erosion.

However......

Nothing happened.

There were no whispers of evil gods, no fading of the world, and no alarms signaling a sharp drop in sanity.

The only sensation was the warm touch from the hand above my head.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with incomprehensible confusion.

"Why……"

"Why hasn't my sanity level decreased?"

Lynn's smile carried a hint of smugness.

He withdrew his hand, waved it in front of her, and showed her the black ring on his index finger.

"A new little gadget."

He explained casually, "It's called the Ominous Ring, which can protect me from the curse."

Isolation...a curse?

Lisa was completely stunned.

That curse that stood between them from the very beginning, that she feared immensely, that made her prepared to lose her sanity every time she approached it…

Can it be isolated?

She stared blankly at the ring on Lynn's finger, then at Lynn's mischievous grin, her mind momentarily blank.

what does this mean?

Does that mean he's no longer a walking source of pollution?

Does this mean... they can have normal physical contact now?

Seeing her dazed expression, Lynn's last bit of mischievousness was greatly satisfied.

He suddenly felt that since the little nun had offered herself up, perhaps he could be bolder.

"Do not believe?"

Lynn's voice rang out again.

Before Lisa could recover from her shock...

He reached out his hand again, but this time, he didn't place it on her head.

Instead, he grabbed her left hand, which was hanging by her side.

Lisa's body trembled violently.

Her hands were small, and because she had been holding a sword for many years, there was a thin layer of calluses on her palms and fingertips, making them feel a little rough, but her skin itself was very delicate.

Lynn simply enveloped her hand completely without giving her a chance to speak.

In an instant, Lisa's mind went blank.

All her thoughts short-circuited completely during this sudden touch.

There was no aversion, no resistance.

Only a warm current flowed from their clasped hands, down their arms, and all the way to their hearts.

She stood there blankly, letting Lynn hold her hand. Her usually cold and sharp eyes were wide open now, reflecting Lynn's face so close to hers.

......

Lynn held Lisa's hand and remained motionless.

He observed Lisa's reaction with great interest.

really interesting.

This little nun is like a hedgehog covered in sharp thorns; anyone who touches her will get pricked.

But once you find her soft spot, she's completely helpless, just standing there dumbfounded, forgetting even the most basic reactions.

He could even see, in the cool moonlight, a faint blush creeping up her neck, trying to take over her fair cheeks.

"What's wrong, Sister?"

"Can't you say a word?"

Lisa's body trembled. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she only managed to utter one word.

"you……"

Seeing Lisa's unusually adorable appearance, Lynn's smile deepened.

He suddenly felt that simply holding hands wasn't enough.

Since the ominous curse ring is so powerful, could we... be a little bolder?

So he took another half step forward.

The distance between the two instantly increased to the extreme, and they could almost feel each other's breath.

"Not going to say anything?" Lynn's voice carried a hint of amusement. "Then I'll take that as a yes."

What is the default?

Lisa's mind went blank; she couldn't process the information in that sentence at all.

She felt that the scent of Lynn, mixed with a faint fragrance of pine, was unreasonably invading all her senses.

His face was sharply defined in the moonlight, and his eyes, which always carried a hint of laziness, were now staring intently at her, as if there were whirlpools within them, trying to suck her soul in.

No.

This can't go on any longer.

She had to do something to break this situation that left her feeling helpless.

In the midst of this extreme panic and helplessness, a thought that even she herself could not understand suddenly broke free from her chaotic thoughts and took over her mind.

Then...

Do something that will catch him off guard!

In a flash, Lisa lunged forward.

Lynn only felt a blur before her eyes.

The next second, a warm, soft, and slightly cool touch gently landed on his cheek.

It's very light and soft.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it touches and then disappears.

Lynn's smile vanished.

He froze on the spot, his brain briefly going blank.

what's the situation?

He considered many possibilities.

Lisa might get so angry that she'd punch him.

They might stomp on him hard.

She might also use all her strength to pull her hand back and then call him a shameless bastard.

But he never expected that she would retaliate in this way.

This……

what is this?

A surprise attack?

In the brief one or two seconds that Lynn was completely stunned, Lisa had already completed all her movements.

She abruptly pulled her hand out of Lynn's palm, creating a distance of three or four meters between them.

"You...you bastard."

She finally uttered that classic line, but it didn't sound intimidating at all; instead, it sounded more like... coquettishness?

Lynn subconsciously raised her hand and touched her cheek that had just been kissed.

There seemed to be a faint, sweet scent that still lingered there, belonging to a young girl.