Holding the petite succubus in his arms, he raised his head. Only he knew that the light flashing in his eyes was one of resolve and impartial devotion to duty.
A Night Doctor Captain trembled. "But... where should we make camp?"
Lynn wistfully tossed out a slip of paper and said:
"As far away as possible, of course. If the noise here disturbed you and our comrades, that would be a failing on my part as your leader, and utterly unforgivable. So finding some remote mountain hollow to camp in would be excellent."
The Night Doctors were so moved that their eyes reddened.
He truly lived up to the name of Mr. Lynn.
Even his excuses were so refreshingly original. How could they, his subordinates, abandon their leader to danger?
"Mr. Lynn, we've made up our minds. We absolutely cannot leave you behind and go alone. If this evil truly cannot be avoided, then let us brothers face it alongside you, Mr. Good Doctor..."
Bang-
Bang-
Two revolver shots rang out.
At some point, Lynn had drawn his Witcher Revolver and now held it wistfully in his hand. Smoke streamed from its barrel, and two bullet holes had appeared in the ceiling overhead.
"..."
"..."
The Night Doctors stared wide-eyed and said:
"It seems we have no choice but to leave Mr. Lynn alone in this treacherous place! None of us can bear to part with you!"
Holding the revolver wistfully, Lynn said, "No need to be reluctant. This is all part of my duty. Off you go. Once your leader has defeated these dozens of outrageous succubi and secured the diplomatic initiative for us, I'll naturally come find you..."
The Night Doctors' eyes reddened.
"Mr. Lynn..."
Yes.
Words were no longer necessary.
Mr. Lynn's spirit of self-sacrifice had moved