You sneaked into my simulation world and started spamming the panel

Lotte opened his eyes, glanced at the magic scroll that had lost its luster, and opened the panel.

Name: Lott

Race: Human [Unlimited Adaptability]

Level: Lv.5

Class: [Mage]

Skills: [Oath Keeper Lv.1], [Breathing Meditation Lv.3], [Basic Fireball Lv.1]

Basic Fireball spell learned!

"Bard, we can set off now!"

When Lotte and Baldr stepped out of the gate of the [Three Thousand Gold Coins], they found that the town was shrouded in fog.

The mist from the Maple Forest drifted into the town.

"What... is going on?"

Chapter 15, Master Lott!

Dense fog is deadly for adventurers in the forest.

Since the adventurers, including Seger, disappeared in the forest, the Adventurers' Guild has issued an emergency rescue order.

The lure of high salaries has drawn many adventurers and part-time adventurers into the forest in an attempt to find the whereabouts of Seger and his companions.

But they all got lost in the forest. Some managed to escape and never dared to go back into the forest, while others remained forever in the Maple Forest.

"Shh!"

An arrow pierced the tree trunk with a muffled thud.

A vine stretched out from behind the tree trunk and entangled the arrow. The slime slowly corroded the wooden arrow, turning it into a puddle of water.

"Swish!"

Two more arrows were shot at the vine, but the vine deftly deflected them all. The act of shooting arrows angered the vine's owner, and a monster emerged from the mist.

【Vine Flower Demon】

Its body is wrapped in vines, giving it a strong defense while also allowing it to corrupt enemies with its slime.

Beneath the vines were a pair of small, eerie green eyes and a red flower with sharp fangs.

Unfortunately, what appeared before them was not just one flower fairy, but a whole group of them.

The dense vines swayed incessantly in the air like snakes, sending chills down the spines of anyone who saw them.

The archer realized he was surrounded and turned to leave, but a vine slid quickly along the ground and wrapped around his ankle.

The man immediately threw down his bow and arrows, drew his dagger, and slashed fiercely at the vines that were wrapped around his ankles. But the mere dagger was no match for the flower fairy's defenses, and the vines quickly wove an impenetrable cage above his head, binding him tightly.

"what!"

The vines constricted every part of his body, and the dagger in his hand was knocked to the ground. He lost his last chance to resist.

The flower demon eats very quickly; in just over ten minutes, he will be digested down to a clump of fur.

He struggled incessantly in the air, but to no avail.

Suddenly, a sound came from the ground.

"Bard, what's that? It looks like a ball, but it's huge!"

"Really? Maybe the flower fairy caught some kind of large monster? This is the first time I've ever seen such a perfectly round ball."

Lotte and Baldr encountered this strange scene on their way to find Seger and the others.

The two of them stopped to watch and admire the natural wonder.

Upon hearing Baldr's voice, the man's survival instinct spurred him to unleash his last strength. He desperately tore away the vines covering his mouth and shouted, "Not the ball! I'm Hagen! Help me!"

"Oh no! It's a person!"

Baldr placed his large pack on the ground, raised his warhammer, and looked at Lot beside him. "Hagen is the blacksmith in our town, and we get along quite well. Could you please provide support from behind?"

Baldr did not allow Lotte to come with him, as Lotte had no such obligation.

Lotte put down his baggage, raised Sophie's staff in his hand, and aimed it at the ball in the air: "The vine fairies have high defense, and we can't kill so many of them. Let me use magic instead."

"Is this a good idea? I remember that casting spells is very taxing for mages, isn't it?"

"Compared to saving lives, this mental strain is nothing, right? By the way, what am I in your eyes, a cruel serial killer?"

Bald nodded, then called out to Hagen, "Hagen, the mage is here to save you. He's going to cast a fireball on you, so be careful not to get burned."

Hagen did not respond; he no longer had the strength to struggle.

Baldr turned to Lotte and said, "Hagen agreed. He's quite fat, and roasting him will help him lose weight. You focus on casting the spell, and I'll protect you here."

"it is good."

Lotte raised his staff with both hands, aiming it at the large sphere in the air.

As Lotte chanted, the crystal ball above the staff filled with red magic. A faint red magic circle appeared in front of the staff, growing brighter with the infusion of magic.

Thanks to Hagen's plumpness, the flower fairies rushed to devour this delicious food, neglecting Lotte in the process.

"Sizzle".

Scattered flames began to emerge from in front of the magic circle, and a beam of light that did not belong to the sun appeared in the forest.

Only then did the flower fairies realize something was wrong. Their vines immediately changed direction and pounced on Lotte!

Baldr seized the opportunity and used his warhammer to forcefully block the attack of the vines. He staggered back several steps and barely managed to regain his balance.

As the fireball spell gradually took shape, more and more vines began to attack Lot. Bald fought back with all his might, even using his own body to withstand the impact of the vines.

Several vines bound the injured Baldr, tossed him high into the air, then bypassed Baldr and rushed straight towards Loth!

Just as they were about to touch Lot, the magic circle in front of Lot suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

Along with the light, the intense heat of the flames scorched the approaching vines, drying them out almost instantly.

A standard fireball formed in front of the magic circle. It spun for two seconds, absorbed the last bit of magic power, and then flew straight towards Hagen!

"Boom!"

Even with a basic fireball spell, the aftershocks from the explosion still dispersed the thick fog that stretched for over ten meters around.

The intense heat from the flames continued to scorch the vines. Unable to endure the pain, the flower fairies had no choice but to retract the vines and spit out Hagen.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Hagen, covered in slime, lay on the ground. He didn't dare to waste a moment and took out the life potion and drank it.

Meanwhile, Baldr took the opportunity to use a healing potion to treat his injuries.

"Hagen, are you alright?"

"It's alright, it's alright!" Hagen picked up the scattered weapons from the ground and gripped the bow in his hand again. "I was almost eaten, cough cough... Is this the mage sir?"

"That's Lotte. He's the one who cast the fireball just now."

“Thank you. I am Hagen the blacksmith. Please feel free to come to me if you need anything in the future.” Hagen wiped his face with his palm and looked at the flower fairies around him who still refused to back down. “But what should we do now? Lord Lotte, can you still cast spells?”

“It is possible, but most of the flower fairies have already escaped.” Lott drew his sword from his waist. “They will attack me when I cast spells, and you will be put on the defensive while trying to cover me. Why don’t we kill them together?”

"Chop...chop to death?" Hagen looked at Lot's expression, confirming he wasn't joking. "Aren't you a mage?"

"I'm just a mage who enjoys exercising regularly."

As they were talking, the flower fairy's vines rushed over.

They knew who posed the greatest threat to them, so all the vines attacked Lot.

Hagen picked up the three scattered arrows from the ground, took a deep breath, and the bow in his hand emitted a faint purple light.

The three arrows were fired simultaneously, leaving a purple afterimage in the air.

With the help of the skill, the three arrows pierced through several vines, but it was still far from enough.

Hagen lunged toward Lotte, trying to use his body fat to block the monster's attack.

Protecting the mage in the team is a consensus among almost every adventurer; how could a mage be left to take the lead!

But Hagen then witnessed a surprising scene.

Lott dodged sharply to the side, then raised his white-glowing sword high and slashed down at the vines!

Four or five vines were cleanly cut off; the flower fairy's excellent defense was utterly insignificant under Lotte's sword.

"No way?"

Is this a monk?

"Hagen, you stay behind and fire arrows. Lott and I will rush in and take care of them quickly."

"Huh?" Hagen looked at the two people's backs, not quite sure what had happened.

The subsequent battles were much easier.

Most of the flower fairies were scared away by Lotte's fireball spell, leaving only a small number of flower fairies who had tasted human pleasures still reluctant to part with Hagen.