You sneaked into my simulation world and started spamming the panel

Lott couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I can live, I can live."

Isolde breathed a sigh of relief. She took out several bottles of life potion from her pouch and shoved them all into Lott's mouth, almost making him choke.

"Enough, enough...cough cough cough..."

Isolde sat on the ground and whispered, "That's great..."

"Lord Isolde, what did you say?"

"nothing."

Did you just say 'That's great'?

Isolde, squatting on the ground, had a slightly flushed face. She glared at Lot, which gave Lot a great sense of satisfaction.

Seeing Isolde like this makes all those deaths worthwhile.

At the same time, Lotte's panel popped up.

[Original Derivation: 5%]

[As an awakened mage, he altered the fate of legendary creatures and the course of the world.]

Unlock the Golden Talent: "World Sage"

[World Sage: After observing the casting process of magic, one can record the complete magic formula. During each meditation session, the formula can be analyzed and imprinted.]

Lotte's eyes widened in disbelief!

In other words, can you learn a spell simply by watching someone else cast one?

Why would I need to buy magic scrolls anymore?

Moreover, Lotte has mastered breathing meditation, and according to the prompts on the panel, he can automatically advance the spell analysis without doing anything.

This is great! This is really great!

After Isolde saw that Lot had recovered, he said to him, "Can you still move? The other natural disasters are heading this way. We need to find Grin as soon as possible."

“No problem.” Lott got up from the ground and walked briskly forward.

As Isolde passed by the red-haired man, he raised his hands and said, "Isolde, I don't want to fight you. You shouldn't fight me either. I'm not as easy to kill as Uchi. Anyway, you've already killed Uchi and avenged your boyfriend, so don't kill me."

“Little…” Isolde couldn’t bring herself to say those three words. She glared at the red-haired man, gripped her sword tightly, and pointed it at his nose. “Lotte and I are not in the kind of relationship you’re talking about.”

"Hmm? But you were clearly very concerned about him just now..."

The sword's edge drew closer and closer to the red-haired man's nose. Even the most foolish man would know he shouldn't continue. "I know, I know! You two have nothing to do with each other!"

"What are you shouting for? Keep your voice down."

Isolde glanced at Loth in the distance, afraid he might hear her.

"I won't kill you, but if you dare to lay a hand on me later..."

“I’m not that stupid,” the red-haired man said, raising his hand. “You’re almost at the [Legendary] level now, and you’ve absorbed the dragon. I can’t beat you.”

Isolde sheathed her sword and walked side by side with Loth toward the castle on the ground.

"Lord Isolde, what did he just say?"

Isolde brushed a stray strand of white hair behind her ear, blinked, and said softly, "It's nothing. You don't need to call me 'sir' anymore."

"Hmm? What should I call you?"

"Isolde, that's all."

"But wouldn't that break the rules?"

“I have killed the emperor, and the imperial army no longer recognizes me. I am no longer a princess, and you are no longer a knight.”

"Then does that mean I don't have to stay by your side anymore?"

Isolde slowed her pace; she hadn't yet considered this.

"Ah."

"Then, Miss Isolde, if you want me to accompany you in the future, remember to pay me. I'm quite expensive."

How much does it cost per day?

"10 silver coins."

"So little?"

Lotte wanted to slap himself. Why couldn't he change his ingrained poverty? He didn't even dare to ask for a higher price.

Isolde and Lott had already arrived at the castle. She casually picked up a pure gold vase in the magnificent castle and handed it to Lott.

"This vase is payment."

"Isolde, at least carry it behind my back! You just picked it up off the street! I could have picked it up too!"

Isolde turned her face away. "I have no money left. I've given you all my money."

Lotte blinked, a sudden wave of guilt rising within her.

During his month in Orlandis, Lot's food, clothing, and lodging were all paid for by Isolde. She gave Lot a bag of gold coins almost every week, and Lot thought Isolde had plenty of money.

"There's no need to pay the fee now, let's keep it."

While the two were chatting and laughing, they killed all the guards who dared to step forward.

Along the way, whenever there were any surviving nobles, Isolde would go up and finish them off, making sure they couldn't come back to life.

The other eight Scourges stood outside the castle, watching it from afar without going inside.

They knew at a glance what had happened in Orlandis.

The emperor and Green, wanting to monopolize the life force, sent them away. They were then summoned back whenever danger arose.

Now, the castle houses Isolde, who has absorbed the life force of a dragon and is now a semi-legendary being.

It's not easy to become a natural disaster, and none of them would rush in rashly to risk their lives for a dead emperor.

The dragon struggled to its feet. It had originally wanted to seek revenge on Isolde, but with the eight Scourges nearby, the dragon was momentarily confused about their intentions.

It felt that it had been tricked by humans from the very beginning, and that the so-called sacrificial ritual was just a pretense. Instead, it was left with serious injuries that would take nearly a hundred years to recover.

The dragon feared that if it attacked Isolde now, the eight Scourges would seize the opportunity to attack it.

It cursed the cunning humans in its heart, and struggled to leave the place under the watchful eyes of the eight natural disasters.

It is very weak and needs rest.

The various factions were suspicious of and checked each other, ultimately resulting in none of them taking action.

Grin, hiding in the attic, saw this scene through the glass and couldn't help but curse, "They're all a bunch of useless trash! Isolde is all alone, why don't they just rush in and kill her!"

"Boom!"

Something banged on the door behind him, startling Green. He quickly opened the window and looked at the ground in the distance.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to climb out the window.

Grin carefully climbed out the window. As a member of the Valgard family, he was originally a force to be reckoned with, but his life force had been absorbed by Isolde, and now he was just like an ordinary person.

He hung on the windowsill, moving it little by little.

Before long, he was about to collapse. Green subconsciously looked up to see where they had been moved to, and what he saw when he looked up was Isolde.

Isolde watched quietly as Grin struggled to move for a while without interrupting him.

"I...Isolde, how can you bear to see your uncle like this? My Leona loves you so much. When she was little, she would hug you and call you 'sister' every day. What will happen to her if I die?!"

“She was there too, and she knew about the sacrificial ritual.” Isolde paused. “So I will kill her as well.”

"You! You demon! You even killed your own relatives, even Leona! One day you will kill your own parents with your own hands! So what if you become a legendary figure? People around you will die one by one, no one will care about you! Everyone will only fear you!"

Green's body swayed incessantly in the air, like a withered leaf about to fall.

The distant horizon slowly brightened.

The first rays of dawn fell upon Isolde and Grin.

Isolde wasn't angry; she simply watched Green struggle on the windowsill for a long time.

She said, "I won't let Leona feel any pain when I kill her."

"You madman, you demon! Kill me! I'll be waiting for you in hell, and everyone you've killed will be waiting for you there! You are not worthy to be in the Valgard family; you are a disgrace to our clan!"

Isolde raised her sword and slashed at Grin.

A moment later, a muffled thud came from the ground.

A gentle breeze caressed Isolde's cheeks, ruffling the stray hairs on either side of her face.

Isolde stood by the window in the attic, watching the sun rise on the horizon.

The sky gradually blossomed into a lovely blue, and the ground was enveloped in gold.

The world is so beautiful.

She left the window and went to the door to meet Lott.

Isolde kept her word; she did not cause Leona any pain when she killed her.

She stared at Leona's corpse, and after a long silence, she finally spoke: "Lotte, do you think I'm a murderer?"