You sneaked into my simulation world and started spamming the panel

It doesn't understand.

It didn't understand why the mage could block its charge, nor why the mage hadn't died.

But none of this matters anymore.

The pain vanished completely at that moment, and all desires disappeared as well.

What awaits it is eternal death.

"Boom."

The bear spirit swayed and fell to the ground.

The flames had burned off its fur and cooked its flesh, filling the entire forest with a strange aroma.

Sgel stared in disbelief at the fallen bear spirit, and it took him several seconds to accept the fact of victory.

"It's...it's a success..."

The other four players collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to celebrate their victory.

In the distance, Lotte took out a potion of life and began treating his wounds.

He sat on the ground, panting heavily, still somewhat shaken.

We agreed to develop conservatively, but we still ran into danger.

At that moment, Lotte's control panel suddenly popped up.

Name: Lott

Race: Human [Unlimited Adaptability]

Level: Lv.6 → Lv.8

Class: [Mage]

Job Level: [Awakening Level]

Skills: [Oath Keeper Lv.2], [Breathing Meditation Lv.3], [Basic Fireball Lv.1 → Lv.2]

Attribute points to be assigned: 6

Although it was somewhat risky, the rewards were considerable; I leveled up twice and gained 4 attribute points. My Basic Fireball skill also reached Lv.2, earning me another 2 attribute points!

But that wasn't what made Lott the happiest.

The Misty Bear Spirit possessed a talent that resisted swords, and this talent was transferred to Lot's character panel after Lot killed it.

Blue Talent: [Mist Silk]

[Mist Threads: The body is connected internally by magical mist threads. When injured by swords or other weapons, these threads automatically consume mental energy to suture the wound and prevent further deterioration.]

Chapter 19 Praising Lott

The Mist Bear Spirit withstood the siege of eighteen adventurers thanks to its [Mist Silk] talent and its superhuman physique.

After Lotte acquired this talent, when he suffered wounds from swords or other weapons, this talent could help him quickly stop the bleeding and stitch up the wounds, preventing the accumulation of too many wounds from causing a significant decrease in his combat ability.

However, this talent can only heal physical wounds and consumes a lot of mental energy, so it is only a blue talent.

For humans, mental energy is extremely precious; once depleted, they become immobile. Using it to stop bleeding and stitch wounds in battle is somewhat of a luxury; healing potions can achieve the same effect.

But Lotte's mental strength recovers very quickly, and he can use this talent almost without limit.

In his case, the effect of this blue talent could even be elevated to the level of a purple talent.

"Lotte, are you alright?"

Baldr rushed to Lotte's side and pulled him up, saying, "You're so unfair! You actually kicked me down."

Even so, Baldr knew that Lotte had just saved his life.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Lott patted his clothes. "This trip was really tough."

“Lord Lot!” Hagen leaned closer to Lot. “How did you manage that last strike?! I thought we were doomed, but you’re even tougher than Baldr!”

"I'm just a mage who loves sports."

“You’re being modest again.” Hagen whispered in Lot’s ear, “Even Sgar couldn’t withstand the final blow, you’re stronger than Sgar. You’re both a mage and a warrior, if you ever become successful, Lord Lot, don’t forget me. I have a daughter named Liz, she’s already 14 years old, much younger than Miss Chloris.”

“Hey, Hagen.” Bald put his arm around Hagen’s neck. “You can promote your daughter all you want, but don’t drag Chlorie into it. Chlorie will never get married.”

Watching Baldr and Hagen playfully bickering, Lotte couldn't help but grin.

In the instant the bear spirit pounced, Lotte actually had another choice: to let Bald risk his life to block it, while he immediately fled the scene and went back to declare the operation a failure.

But at that moment, Lott still didn't choose to do that.

One cannot, or at least should not, live a life of mediocrity.

After resting, Sigel and the others cut off the head of the Mist Bear Spirit and carried it back to Maple Town.

Upon seeing them from afar, the guards of Fengen Town immediately opened the city gates.

Miss Yar arrived immediately after receiving the news.

She originally only wanted Lott to rescue Seger and the others to restore the reputation of the Adventurers' Guild, but she didn't expect Lott to exceed expectations and directly defeat the monster.

Seger and his companions suddenly got lost. What should have been a 10-minute walk to the Adventurers' Guild took them a full two hours, and they practically walked around the entire town.

The thick fog that had plagued the residents for days dissipated, and people from all over the town came out to see what the monster actually looked like.

In an instant, almost half of the people in Fengen Town gathered by the roadside, cheering and shouting along with Sigel and the others.

After finally returning from the streets, the adventurers of Maple's End gathered at [Three Thousand Gold Coins], making it the most lively celebration in recent years.

Barrels of honey mint liqueur were carried to the adventurers, and the table was covered with snacks to accompany the drinks.

Hagen and a few adventurers he was close to played drinking games. Their faces were flushed, and they were making so much noise that they almost lifted the roof off the shop.

Miss Yar arrived too. She had finally shed the burdens of the past few days and was drinking glass after glass of wine. She even teased Sgel beside her, "You can't handle it either! Have another one!"

"I can't take it anymore, I have to vomit!"

"Mr. Stigler!" Chloris quickly poked her head out from the kitchen. "You have to clean up the mess yourself, there's a bucket over there, spit it out there!"

Sgel immediately covered his mouth, but Yar had no intention of letting him off the hook; he had to make him vomit tonight.

Chloris, carrying a plate of boneless steak, squeezed her way to a group of adventurers and found Lotte sitting among them.

“Mr. Lotte, Uncle Bald made this steak especially for you.” Chloris placed the steak in front of Lotte. “Thank you for saving Uncle Bald’s life.”

“It was me, I received Baldr’s care the whole way.”

An adventurer nearby chimed in, "Bard, I want steak too! How can you be so biased!"

Baldr walked out of the kitchen, wiping his hands. "You wouldn't even team up with me! With Lotte, I rediscovered the feeling of my youth... relying on each other, willing to give my life for one another, that's the romance of men!"

Chloris's smile froze slightly. She tugged at Baldr's sleeve. "Uncle Baldr, so you actually prefer to team up with Mr. Lotte?"

"N-no!"

"If I had to choose between Mr. Lott and me, which one would you choose?"

"Lotte might need me more, so..."

Ruined!

Uncle Baldr has been completely lured away by Lotte!

He was supposed to be testing Lotte for me, but he ended up teaming up with Lotte instead!

Chloris covered her face with the board, turned her head away, puffed out her pink cheeks, and pouted her lips.

Lotte, who was standing nearby, witnessed this scene and was surprised to find that Chloris had this side to her.

"Quiet down, everyone!" Seger stood up, picked up his wine glass, and looked around at the adventurers in the room. "There were eighteen of us who set out, and that beast killed us all, leaving only five of us. If it weren't for Lott, we would all be gone too."

He continued, "It doesn't matter if we die, but that beast still wants to live in this world! Thanks to Lord Lott's magic, not only did we survive, but we also managed to defeat the monster and successfully avenge ourselves!"

Sgel stood on the stool, raised his glass high, looked at Lotte, and shouted:

"Praise Lott!"

Everyone stood up, raised their glasses, and shouted in unison:

"Praise Lott!!"

Lotte's name echoed for a moment among the three thousand gold coins, resounding throughout the entire night of Maple's Town.

That night, Lotte drank a lot of alcohol, and for the first time, he completely let his guard down and slept on the table.

Baldr helped him inside to rest, while Sgel and his friends' party continued until morning.

With the defeat of the Misty Bear Spirit, the town returned to peace.

Yar gradually became busy, as she needed to collect information on the major events that had occurred and report them to the Adventurers' Guild.

Soon, information about the mage Lot appeared on the desks of the Adventurers' Guild.

The Adventurers' Guild and the Mage Association have a close relationship, and the branch guild leader handed over Lotte's information to the Mage Association branch.

The interior of the Mage Guild branch was luxuriously decorated. On the office wall hung a painting of the Sky City drawn by the elf Iselin during her travels, and on the other side, display shelves were filled with rare crystal sculptures and master-level alchemical artworks.

It's more like a small, exquisite museum.