They don't want me to try anymore.

Richard turned his head and saw the graceful figure.

Huh?

what!

"Miss Luvia, this is the men's dormitory!"

I need to take a day off.

I'm going out to do experiments and also to organize my thoughts. I'll resume updates tomorrow.

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Chapter 83 Sword Saint, please calm down!

"Richard..."

Luvia seemed to have a fever; her eyes were tired and unfocused, and beads of sweat dotted her delicate forehead. Her thin, single-layered shirt was soaked through and became semi-transparent, clinging messily to her skin.

There are two main reasons why a dignified Gold-rank swordsman has ended up like this.

Firstly, after the simulation ended, despite being extremely mentally exhausted, Luvia didn't rest at all and went straight to find Richard.

Secondly, this time when she received the memories, she experienced for the first time what it felt like to have been with Richard for nearly ten years—the previous times she hadn't been able to keep him, and she had basically died alone, so it didn't count.

Similarly, this was the first time she had ever watched her lover die right before her eyes.

So when this memory flooded into her mind all at once, Luvia could no longer hold back.

I want to see him, I want to see him right now!

With this belief in mind, she almost instinctively rushed out of the door and sneaked into the men's dormitory of St. Goethe.

Yeah, thinking about it, it's actually pretty twisted...

"Luvia, wake up!"

Before Richard could finish speaking, Luvia swayed and approached the bedside. With a twist of her body, she flipped herself onto him, grabbed his forearms with both hands, and braced her knees on either side of his waist. In a crawling position, she hung about twenty centimeters above Richard, face to face.

This could probably be called a "bed-thump"?

It’s over.

How can we expect people to calm down now?

I can't even calm myself down!

Richard smelled the warm, sweet fragrance so close to him and felt his face burning.

"Luvia, don't do this. What if someone else comes later..."

Having only heard half a sentence, Luvia raised one hand and lightly flicked the locks of the bedroom and maid's room doors twice.

Click!

Richard thought he heard the sound of the lock cylinder breaking.

Now, unless they break down the door, no one can get in.

Luvia, how dare you vandalize public property!

Is this how you use sword energy?! No manners at all!

"Feel sorry……"

As if drunk, Luvia blushed and murmured in a dazed voice, "I just... want to see you more."

As if afraid that Richard might suddenly run away, she tightened her legs slightly, so that the latter felt a soft force in his waist that made his brain tremble.

Richard sighed softly.

Is this simulation really that powerful?

Alice wasn't like this back then... Well, maybe Alice didn't know where he was back then.

Well, at least they didn't come dragging me by the iron chain.

Should we try to calm them down first?

He turned his wrist and gently stroked Luvia's forearm with his fingers, offering a tender reassurance:

"I'm here, I've always been here... Look around if you want, I won't leave."

Luvia blinked and finally smiled.

"Hmm~"

And so, in a warm tranquility, the two gazed at each other silently for more than ten seconds.

Luvia suddenly said, "Can I do something other than what you see?"

"Nope!"

"Richard, my arm is sore."

Only a ghost can believe it!

If an average person had two huge watermelons hanging from their chest all day long, enough to block their toes, I could understand why they couldn't do a plank. But who are you?

You say you can't hold on, but do you think you're doing justice to the bump on your big black head?

"I'm sorry, I really can't hold on any longer..."

"Hey!"

Seeing that Mount Tai was about to crush him, Richard, in a moment of desperation, displayed the effectiveness of a "guerrilla expert," dodging with lightning speed and slipping to the bedside.

Then, with a soft "plop," Luvia lay flat on his spot.

The girl missed her target, raised her hand in a daze, and then instinctively closed her eyes, remaining motionless except for a slight tremor of her eyelashes.

...Asleep?

Richard reached out a finger and gently checked Luvia's breath.

Yes, long and peaceful.

Looking closer, the corners of those rosy lips were starting to shimmer with a glistening sheen...

It seems she's really asleep.

...and it would even drool onto my pillow.

Seriously, after the simulation, you should rest in your own bed first, instead of coming to someone else's bed to cause trouble!

Richard sighed and rubbed his forehead for a moment, then quietly got out of bed, turned around to cover Luvia with the blanket, and sat down at his desk.

It's time to check the rewards.

The simulation results have been generated.

[Life Summary: Richard Targaryen, as an outstanding graduate of St. Goethe, you did not follow the traditional path of a sorcerer. Instead, you actively devoted yourself to journalism, overcoming numerous difficulties to create the first popular commercial newspaper in history, truly ushering in a new era.]

But just as your career was flourishing and beginning to influence the political trajectory of the empire, you encountered the whistleblower who had staked his life on it. Out of compassion for the righteous and disgust for evil, you followed your conscience and revealed everything—a courageous and admirable choice. You succeeded, but you also became a sacrifice, losing everything and becoming a prisoner in the central jail.

Despite your imprisonment, you didn't succumb to despair. Instead, you actively sought information, venturing into realms unimaginable to ordinary people. With the help of location services, you successfully joined the escape team and escaped from prison.

However, the Empire's search forces were too powerful, making your escape journey extremely difficult. Even with the help of two Gold-tier beauties, you managed to escape Idaril, but you still couldn't escape the pursuit of a mysterious Legendary Flame. Facing certain death, you still displayed extraordinary courage, sacrificing your life to save Veronica and Luvia.

Your life was full of ups and downs and hardships, but you had a clear conscience. Even a hundred years from now, noble people will still shed tears at your grave.

[Overall assessment: Media tycoon, friend of whistleblowers, escaped convict]

[Hardcore Index: 75]

[Gained 7 free attribute points]

[Gain 2 optional features]

[Newspaper tycoon – Whether what you say is true or false, people are always more likely to believe it]

[Enlightenment in Longchang - Your learning speed for all kinds of skills increases by 100% (The more capable you are, the more you gain!)]

After inspecting the area, I was fairly satisfied.

The number of reward features is not large, but their practicality is still acceptable.

I lost a few attribute points, but I did die quickly this time, so there's not much to say.

Then, as usual, he brought up the attribute table, keeping 3 points for later use and allocating the rest to spirit and magic.

The new attributes are as follows:

Name: Richard Targaryen

[Race: Human]

[Rank: Silver Beginner]

【Strength: 25】

[Agility: 35]

[Physique: 25]