You sneaked into my simulation world and started spamming the panel

Lotte's breath hit her neck, and his face disappeared into the icy blue lake.

Isolde did not choose to shut her heart away from Lotte.

It's very simple, this is unfair to Lott.

Isolde believed that Lotte had sacrificed a lot for her in his previous life, and he shouldn't have suffered her indifference. He shouldn't have stayed with someone who only knew how to take advantage of him.

Why did you give me a necklace?

“A reward,” Isolde said. “This necklace can protect you from the magical poisons of the elven realm. Afterwards, you will come with me to the elven realm.”

Lotte held the gem on the necklace in his hand and looked at it for a long time. When he looked up, he found that Isolde had already walked far away by herself.

"Wait for me!" Lott caught up and gently bumped Isolde's shoulder. "Thank you for giving me such a valuable gift."

"From now on, if I give you something, you don't need to say thank you."

"Huh? Why?"

Because that's me thanking you from my past life.

……

Maple Town.

Isolde and Lott returned here once again.

Isolde walked straight through the town gate without even glancing inside.

"Isolde, shall we go inside and rest for a bit?"

"Let's go rest in the elven territory."

Isolde could have avoided going to Maple's Town, but as she walked into the forest and reached the blue river, she couldn't help but look at Lotte.

Lotte, who was visiting this place for the first time, was filled with curiosity.

Isolde stepped into the icy river and entered the territory of the elves.

She comforted herself, at least in this life she had brought Lott with her.

After Lot stepped into the elven territory, the necklace on his chest began to glow with a faint blue light.

The surrounding magic was banished by the "Tears of Alfheim," allowing Lot to move freely within the elven territory.

"Isolde, don't you need the necklace?"

"I have a purification spell. I only need to cast it once every 20 minutes."

"And what about sleeping at night?"

Isolde turned to look at Loth, stopping in her tracks. "The 'Tears of Alfheim' has a protective radius; I only need to be near you to avoid being corrupted by magic. If you wish, I'll sleep with you tonight."

The two walked in the forest for a long time.

So long that Lotte forgot about time.

Just as their food was running out, the two finally arrived at Ridria, a city in the elven territory.

From a distance, the blue city is built on a hillside, emitting faint blue light particles in the sunlight.

A giant ancient tree stands in the center of the city, its green shade sheltering the entire city.

Lott asked with some curiosity, "What's that?"

"The Tree of Ridria. Every city in the elven realm has such a tree. Legend has it that it was planted by the primordial elves themselves. The abundant magic in the elven realm is also due to these trees."

Isolde stopped and looked at Ridria from afar. "The first [Cataclysm] we need to defeat is in that tree."

Lotte looked at the city and suddenly thought of Orantis and Uchi, and then thought of something bad.

"Are we going to attack the city?"

“It’s useless.” Isolde shook her head. “With the protection of the Tree of Ridria, his strength will become very strong. Moreover, that tree has a certain consciousness and will attack outsiders.”

"How do you know all this so clearly?" Lott asked knowingly. "You didn't break in before, did you?"

Isolde turned her head away and didn't say anything.

In her previous life, she actually managed to break in.

Lott had no intention of letting Isolde off the hook; he wanted to use this opportunity to teach her a lesson so that she wouldn't do anything so shocking again.

"Indeed, who would rush into an elven city by themselves? Lord Isolde, you wouldn't be so reckless, would you?"

Isolde slowed her pace, letting Lotte walk ahead so he wouldn't see the faint blush on her face.

To shut Lotte up, Isolde said, "Elf hotels usually keep succubi. I won't interfere with what you do, but you can't touch a succubus."

Can succubi harm people's lives?

"They'll treat you like food, and I don't like that idea, that's all."

Isolde breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Lot's thoughts were all on the succubus.

The two walked through the golden elven wheat field, step by step heading towards the magnificent elven city of Ridria in the distance.

There were no guards at the city gates, and people could come and go as they pleased.

Fountains and greenery are everywhere on the streets. Plants here have absolute immunity and grow wildly, sometimes even blocking the way.

Lotte and Isolde, both wearing hoods, entered a hotel.

Pushing open the door, sunlight cast a veil of light and shadow over the hall. Several long-eared elven rangers stood in front of a high-quality mahogany counter, chatting idly with each other in Elvish.

"(Elf) You don't mean to go and hunt down that monster, do you? It has magic immunity."

"(Elf) Who would like to go?"

Elves, regardless of gender, are all very beautiful and have almost no excess fat on their bodies, always blooming in their prime.

But compared to Isolde, it's still far inferior.

The elves sitting in the corner were also wearing hoods. They glanced at Lot, then lowered their heads and went about their business.

Isolde went to the counter and found the two elf ladies still dozing off.

"(Elf) Give us a room."

The elf was awakened by Isolde's voice. She glanced at Isolde and Lot, but didn't pay much attention.

She took a key, placed it on the counter, and casually said, "(Elf) Would you like succubus services? It'll be cheaper for couples."

Before Isolde could refuse, a third party entered into her relationship with Lotte, and she was even pushed out of the picture.

She turned around and saw that two red-haired succubi had already entangled Lotte.

They clung to Lotte's arm, subtly rubbing their soft parts against him, trying to get him to take out the gold coins.

"(Elf) Are you also an adventurer here to slay that monster? There have been quite a few people coming here lately because of it."

"(Elf language) I really admire adventurers. Your muscles are amazing. Would you like to enjoy our services with your wife? It only costs 2 gold coins."

Lotte resisted the temptation because he couldn't understand what the two succubi were saying at all.

He felt as if he were enveloped by two warm balloons, unable to struggle.

Isolde frowned slightly as she glanced at the two succubi, took a gold coin from her pouch, and said to the receptionist:

(Elf) I want a succubus for my husband, thank you.

Chapter 67, bullying Isolde, wasn't very interesting either, probably.

Isolde sent the succubus simply to gather intelligence.

Elves are too prone to forming cliques and being exclusive; in her previous life, she couldn't infiltrate them at all.

The succubus in the inn is the best source of information, but it would be strange for Isolde, being a woman, to seek out a succubus, especially since the succubus is unwilling to talk to Isolde.

So she could only borrow Lott's help to accomplish what she couldn't do in her previous life.

But in Lot's eyes, after he saw Isolde and the elf lady at the front desk say something, a succubus tried to drag him upstairs.

If Isolde hadn't paid, Lot would have thought he'd been sold out by Isolde.

The succubus's fluffy ears kept brushing against his cheeks, and her long, thin tail had wrapped around Lotte's waist.

Her red eyes would steal glances at Lotte's body from time to time. When Lotte noticed, she would grin and quicken her pace to lead Lotte into the room.

The room was spacious, with a double bed placed by the window, covered with white curtains.

The green plants inside were still lush and exuded a faint grassy fragrance, which suddenly reminded Lotte of Fafnya's scent.

The succubus pinned Lot against the wall, and impatiently began to smell him from his chest all the way to his ear.

(Elf) Sir, how do you plan to play? You haven't said a word, do you like to take the initiative?

The succubus opened her mouth to bite Lotte's neck, but Isolde behind her grabbed her clothes, making her unable to move.

The succubus, who was about to eat, was somewhat annoyed after being interrupted by Isolde.

The succubus glanced back at Isolde and, seeing Isolde's cold expression, assumed she was jealous.

This excited the succubus even more.

In her view, wives who could afford to buy succubi for their husbands were mostly of low status. Nominally wives, they were more like maids.