You sneaked into my simulation world and started spamming the panel

Fafnya only decided to ask Lot for help after witnessing Lot's abilities in the last battle.

Lotte desperately wanted Fafnya to leave this place, to obtain some powerful skill in the deduction, to break free from the cycle of reincarnation, so that he could advance the [Original Deduction].

Fafnya was somewhat incredulous and pressed, "What did you say?"

“I said okay.” Lotte propped his chin on his hand, turned back to fishing, and said, “Let’s get this straight, I didn’t agree to this because I wanted to mate with you, don’t get me wrong. I just hate your father, and if you can kill him, my death would be worthwhile.”

“My father?” Fafnya squatted down beside Lot, bringing with her a mountain-like fragrance. “But that will take a very, very long time, and involve many difficulties. I could die at any moment, and the chances of success are very low.”

“I have a feeling you will succeed,” Lott began his performance. “You will overcome crisis after crisis and ultimately achieve your goal. Otherwise, why would I save you? You have a brighter future than I do. Just carry on my legacy and live well.”

After saying that, Lotte secretly glanced at Fafnya.

Her profile was softly illuminated by the moonlight, and her long pink hair further accentuated the fair complexion of her skin.

Her purple eyes trembled slightly as she looked directly at herself without any hesitation.

Lotte silently turned his head away from her, feeling that he had said something terrible.

In fact, he said the same thing to Isolde.

He used the same set of words on two girls, which made him seem like a scumbag.

"Lotte, I...I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to apologize for. I forced you to come here, and it's my own fault. You should leave now while the moonlight is still bright. I'll stay behind to cover your retreat."

Fafnya reached out to touch Lotte's shoulder, but ultimately maintained a distance from Lotte that could never be touched.

"Then I'm leaving. I'll come back to see you."

Fafnya slowly stood up and turned to look at Lotte.

He remained seated fishing, seemingly unconcerned about dying the next day.

Fafnya tried to remember this scene, and she stood there for a long time.

She then slowly left the valley, and this time Lott did not stop her.

Fafnya kept walking forward, crossing mountains and rivers as she went.

It wasn't until dawn that she climbed to the top of a hill and looked back at the valley that was already in the distance.

With a deafening roar, a massive red mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

The howling wind blew down her hood, and her long hair kept slapping against her face.

Then came the second mushroom cloud.

Fafnya put on her hood, covering her face, and walked down the mountain step by step.

She vanished into the valley, disappeared from the dragons' sight.

As time passed, the three-headed dragon left, and the valley fell silent.

Lot's dragon bones were scattered all over the place, some on the tender grass, some in the lake, and some became the homes of monsters.

It seems that nothing is indelible in the face of time.

Rainwater will fill the pit, and flesh and blood will dissipate over time.

Year after year, the valley gradually comes back to life.

The remains seem to have belonged here from the beginning, covered in moss, forming an integral part of this valley.

Many years later, the valley welcomed a guest.

Time can heal all wounds, except for obsession.

She wore a black hooded dress, carried a backpack, and walked into the valley just like she had done years ago.

But instead of Mia and Lotte, she was greeted by a field of dragon bones and a silent valley.

She spent half a month collecting all the remains from the entire valley and piecing them together.

She spent another week cleaning off the moss and stains.

She hoped to recall what her deceased loved ones looked like, but the dragon skeleton was incomplete; a considerable number of remains had been destroyed in the explosion.

Fafnya held the dragon bone's head in her hands, gently stroking the scars on it.

She felt the coolness of the dragon bones on her forehead and whispered:

"Lotte, I'm back."

The surrounding monsters looked at Fafnya curiously, wondering what she was going to do next.

[Fafnya has died. Fafnya chooses to inherit the "Predator" skill and proceeds to the next round of deduction.]

Chapter 52 We Will Meet Again Someday

[In the year 224 of the simulation, Fafnya died. Fafnya chose to inherit the "Predator" skill and entered the next round of simulation.]

[Fafnya has died too many times, the simulation world is now closed. Countdown to next reopening: 720 hours]

A flash of white light appeared before their eyes, and the dragon bone remains were gradually swallowed up.

Fafnya returned home from the valley of the deduced world.

She lived in a hollow in a huge maple tree and rarely left the place except when she went out hunting every day.

It's raining outside. The drizzle and thick fog intertwine, turning the whole world into a hazy white.

She sat at the entrance of the tree hollow and sighed softly.

As a dragon, unlike Isolde who can perform many deductions, she only has about three chances to die each time.

"One month..."

Fafnya felt it was an incredibly long time.

Because of her father's existence, Fafnya cannot leave this place; deducing the world is her only way to become stronger.

She hugged her calves with both hands and quietly watched the rain outside the window.

The mist dared not disturb her beauty; wherever she was, everything became so peaceful.

“Lotte…”

……

Lotte also returned to reality as the deduced world closed.

The warm yellow light gradually awakened his memories, and the voices of Chloris and Bellis talking beside him gradually came through.

He walked to a bench in the Adventurers' Guild Hall and sat down, cupping his face in his hands as he adjusted to the strange sensation of switching back and forth between the simulation world and reality.

A minute later, he opened his eyes and recovered.

A pair of exquisite amber eyes appeared before him. Chloris squatted down in front of Lotte and observed him silently for a long time.

"Chloris, why aren't you saying anything?"

Are you feeling unwell?

"I'm just sleepy."

"You're not upset because of the girl?"

Which girl?

After these words were spoken, both of them fell into a brief silence.

Chloris silently took two steps back. "I didn't mean to trick you into saying anything. I don't mind if you hurt many girls at the same time. We're just teammates, and it's not like I have the right to interfere in your private life."

"I haven't hurt many girls. So far, I've only met two girls, Sophie and you."

Of course, this is all based on the premise of reality.

While Chloris went back to talk to Belis, Lotte opened the panel to check his haul.

Valgard swordsmanship and necromancy have returned, and the progress of [Original Deduction] has increased rapidly from 5.8% to 7%.

It seems that Fafnya did indeed do quite a lot in her previous life.

Lotte was somewhat concerned about her [Predator] skill. Judging from the name, it seemed to be a devouring skill, becoming stronger the more it ate.

It just so happens that Fafnya is still a sub-adult dragon with a good appetite, which seems perfect for her.

She should be able to easily deal with those three dragons when she enters the simulation next time.

The predicted world is 200 years in the future, and Lotte imagines that Fafnya should only be...

Fafnya looks like an older sister, but if you calculate her age, she might be younger than Lotte.

Lotte currently has 7 unallocated attribute points, which are the attribute points gained from upgrading two skills.

In addition, the skill that Lotte wanted most has returned.

[Dragon Transformation: Maintaining dragon form at the cost of consuming mental energy]

In reality, he could actually turn into a dragon!

Moreover, Fafnya's talent [Rank Reversal] is currently active, which treats Lot in his current human form.

From now on, as long as Lot becomes stronger, Lot in his dragon form will also become exponentially stronger.