If everyone becomes an adventurer, who will put in the effort themselves?

So it was Celia who made the mistake?

Thinking of this, Lynn hesitated for a second or two, then asked:

"Any results yet?"

Celia looked up and stared at Lynn in surprise.

"What are you looking at?" Lynn rolled his eyes at Celia and said irritably, "More than you selling me out, I care about you and whether you can grasp the essence of the Illusion Mask."

"If you find it, that's fine. But if you don't... well, you'll have to think about what the consequences will be if you settle both old and new scores at once."

Seria was taken aback by what she heard, then burst out laughing, unable to suppress her laughter.

"That's quite an unexpected answer."

"However, please rest assured."

Celia's face was full of a confident smile:

"I have already grasped the spiritual lineage of the Illusion, and her whereabouts will no longer be a secret to me."

Lynn's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he pointed to the Demon-Sealing Pot on the bed:

"Do you need a medium to perform your tracking?"

Seria turned her head and glanced at the golden demon-sealing pot on the bed.

In fact, she had noticed the thing after entering the room, but she thought it was something that Xia had brought, so she only noticed it without observing it.

"This is...."

Lynn then walked over, picked up the golden Demon-Sealing Pot, and said:

"The Demon-Sealing Jar given to me by the dwarven craftsman is a sealing tool specifically developed for special races without physical bodies."

"Is this the Demon-Sealing Pot?"

Upon hearing the name, Celia suddenly remembered:

"This is the first time I've ever seen the real thing..."

As she spoke, Celia stepped closer, rested her index finger on her chin, examined the Demon-Sealing Pot for a moment, and then placed her hand on it:

“The mental fluctuations inside… well, they’re from the Illusionary Mask’s mental wave pattern.”

"How did you manage to catch her in disguise?"

"A coincidence."

Upon hearing this, Lynn immediately explained:

"At that time, the illusions were focused on me, and because they had been ambushed and injured by me earlier, they were in a hurry to merge the two illusions and withstand Fiona's attack."

“Fiona and I took advantage of her injury to work together and severely injure two of her illusions. Then, a dwarf craftsman I knew happened to be hiding in the shadows and took the opportunity to use the Demon-Sealing Pot.”

After finishing speaking, Lynn paused for a moment, his expression somewhat subtle, and said:

"It seems that after confirming that I am Lynn, the illusion rushed to do something, and then the mistake occurred."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Xia became alert, then said thoughtfully, "Does she suspect that your dragon blood is purer?"

"You guessed so quickly?" Lynn turned around and looked at Sia in surprise.

"Is it that hard to guess?" Sia smiled upon hearing this: "There aren't many things about you that could be targeted by the Illusionist."

"The only thing that could make her abandon some plans and set her sights on you is blood ties, right?"

As Sia finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and abruptly lowered her head, saying:

"No, that place also seems like an easy target."

Lynn, who had been paying attention, was left speechless by this sudden interruption:

"Can you please stop being so provocative every day?"

"Don't you like it?" Sia tilted her head and asked a question that struck right to the soul.

Lynn fell silent instantly.

Seeing that Lynn didn't speak, Sia's eyes darted around, and she said with a knowing look:

"I see. So I can't say this in public, and can only say it to you in private?"

"Oh dear, wouldn't that be incredibly boring?"

"And don't you think things are more interesting when there's something interesting to observe?"

Upon hearing this, Celia couldn't keep her composure. She turned to look at Lynn and whispered:

"Does she often appear like this?"

"Why is it different from what I've seen before?"

Lynn scratched her head, unsure of what to say.

However, Sia was there, laughing and explaining to herself:

"The public's face is so ugly and delicate, it's like a sham!"

Lynn and Celia were speechless.

How can this person make being two-faced sound so natural?

Seeing Sia's reaction, Lynn, unable to do anything about it, could only forcefully skip the topic and turn to Seria, saying:

"With the illusion within the Demon-Sealing Pot, how long will it take you to find her true form?"

Upon hearing this, Seria immediately reached out and picked up the Demon-Sealing Pot, saying:

"If this is the case, then things are simple."

“I analyzed her unique mental wavelength during the previous battle and was almost locked onto her at that time, but I didn’t expect her to choose to commit suicide in the end.”

"But now, with these two masks on her body, she can no longer bring herself to end it."

As she spoke, Celia placed her hand on the Demon-Sealing Pot, her sky-blue eyes shimmering with rings of magical light:

“Give me five minutes, and I’ll be able to pinpoint her coordinates very soon.”

As Celia finished speaking,

Boom boom boom!

Three knocks sounded at the door.

Lynn, Sia, and Seria immediately looked towards the door upon hearing the sound.

Just then, a charming female voice rang out from outside the door:

"Sir, your scheduled home service has arrived."

"I am technician number 8, 'Yaya,' and I am happy to serve you."

Sia and Seria both turned their gazes toward Lynn.

Lynn was now completely bewildered and hurriedly explained:

"Don't look at me. With Fiona here, why would I need door-to-door service?"

“No, that’s not what I meant.” Celia immediately shook her head.

However, after hearing Lynn's explanation, Sia revealed a meaningful expression:

"What a coincidence, that's not what I meant either."

“But I think Princess Seria and I share the same thought.”

Seria paused upon hearing this, then nodded: "We're probably thinking the same thing."

Seeing the two of them having an encrypted conversation, Lynn realized what was happening and turned to look at the doorway in astonishment.

"No way?"

"This really is door-to-door service!"

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With a thud.

When Lynn was ready, he opened the door and saw Lily standing there with her pigtails and a silly smile. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.

"Hi~~"

Lily waved to Lynn with a bright smile, her gesture so large that her enthusiasm was clearly evident.

Lynn, on the other hand, was wary of this enthusiastic girl.

"You...you actually dare to come here?"

"Why wouldn't you dare?" Lilia smiled, her eyes slightly unfocused. "Are we in a relationship that's beyond repair?"

Upon hearing this, Lynn was taken aback, and then he looked at Lilya in front of him with a subtle expression:

"I almost died at your hands several times."

“How could that be?” Lilia pressed her two index fingers to her chin, forcing a smile. “I never intended to kill you.”

"On the contrary, it's you. That undisguised, completely unrestrained killing intent is still extremely obvious!"

Lynn looked at the pretentious woman in front of her with disdain: "Do you think I'd believe that?"

Upon hearing this, Lilya glanced thoughtfully at Lynn, then smiled broadly:

"Are you bothered by Jeken's matter?"

"Oh dear, how can you blame me for this?"

"At best, I only gave Jeken a chance to have the bloodline to become a real 'Nightwalker'."

"Who would have thought he would target you?"

"You got slashed by a sword, you can't blame me, the blacksmith, can you?"

Listening to Lilia's sophistry, Lynn gained a profound understanding of how shameless this woman was.

"So, what do you want to do here?"

Lilya raised the corners of her mouth and said in a rather excited tone:

"I'm here to make amends!"

"How do you plan to compensate me?"

Lynn chuckled in exasperation. In a life-or-death battle, you think you can just pay someone if you lose? What kind of deal is that?

"How about using this?"

Lilia pulled out a palm-sized piece of paper from behind her back.

It was a piece of paper printed with colorful patterns and the communication pigeon's number.

As for what the colorful pattern was, Lynn could only say it was very white, and then said that his eyes were irritated.

Upon seeing the small piece of paper that was commonly seen in hotels in his past life, Lynn's gaze toward Lilia became very strange.

"Honorable guest, technician number 8 is at your service~"

Lilia, with an air of aristocratic grace, lifted her skirt and gave Lynn a ladylike bow:

"Would you like to start right at the door, or go inside and start?"

Lynn gave Lillia a deep look, then stepped aside and said:

"Come in."

After saying that, Lilya stepped into the room with a smile on her face, completely unsuspecting.

Then, with a click, the door was closed by Lynn, blocking out the light in the hallway. The change in light and shadow left half of Lynn's face in darkness, while the other half was illuminated by the room's lights.

At this moment, Lilia walked into the room and looked at Sia lying on the bed in front of her, then at Celia sitting properly next to her, and turned her head and saw a figure taking a shower in the bathroom.

In an instant,

Lilia's expression froze.