You sneaked into my simulation world and started spamming the panel?

These flower fairies are no match for [Shou Shi].

Lotte's sword was able to penetrate the flower fairy's defenses directly and pierce its soft body at the very center.

In terms of combat efficiency, using a sword is actually faster.

Lotte easily dealt with the remaining flower fairies and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He silently noted down the date in his mind; this was the first time he had released magic, making it a very memorable occasion.

The panel popped up at that moment.

Name: Lott

Race: Human [Unlimited Adaptability]

Level: Lv.5 → Lv.6

Occupation: [Mage]

技能：【守誓 Lv.1→Lv.2（0/100）】【呼吸冥想Lv.3（148，480 / 2，628，000）】【初級火球術 Lv.1】

Attribute points to be assigned: 4

After slaying four or five flower fairies, Lotte reached Lv.6, and her [Oath Keeper] skill was upgraded, providing 2 attribute points!

Bard walked over to Hagen and examined his injuries. "Hagen, what brings you here?"

"I was trying to earn some extra money, but I ended up getting separated from the other people."

"Do you know where Sgor and the others are?"

“We were with them at first, but then we encountered the Misty Bear Spirit and got separated.” Hagen turned to Lott, “Master Lott, your fireball spell should be able to defeat it. That guy is covered in fur and is terrified of fire. I’ll go with you.”

Chapter 16 [Please Keep Trying]

"I?"

"With the magic you just used, you absolutely can defeat it!"

What is most important for an adventurer?

Don't let pride blind you.

Even though Lotte could use magic to wear down the Mist Bear Spirit, Hagen and Bald couldn't protect Lotte during the chanting phase.

A mage without protection is very vulnerable.

“Mr. Hagen, you flatter me too much.” Lott sheathed his sword. “I’m just an apprentice mage, and I only know this one basic fireball spell. It’s far too difficult to deal with the Mist Bear Spirit…”

Lotte stopped mid-sentence, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly and remaining still.

Hagen, standing in front of Lotte, reacted in the same way, staring at Lotte with wide eyes and slowly reaching for the quiver behind his waist.

The crisp sound of falling leaves breaking reached the ears of the two, who had very strong senses. Even though they couldn't see anything, Lotte and Hagen still felt the pressure from that direction.

【Misty Bear Spirit】

In the vast white fog, a pair of blue eyes floated like ghosts.

The white fog was shattered by it, and a pure white giant bear, three meters tall, appeared before Lotte and the others, forcing the tiny humans to look up at it.

Why is it here?

Were they attracted here by the magic just now?

“Master Lotte,” Hagen said softly, “I take back what I just said.”

"Isn't it too late to take it back now...?"

“Lotte,” Bard whispered, “shall we bet on who it will attack first…”

"Why gamble now?"

“I’m afraid you’ll be nervous.” Bard regulated his breathing, trying to suppress his instinctive fear. “It will eat Hagen first, then the two of us can run away.”

"Bard, you!"

"Roar--!!!"

The Misty Bear Spirit roared at Lotte and the others, displeased that they were still chatting at this time.

The roar sent shivers down Lott's spine, and the wind made it impossible for him to open his eyes.

"Run!! There's a lake ahead, run to there!"

The three turned and ran, but Hagen, the last one, stumbled and fell to the ground.

Hagen!

Lotte glanced back at Hagen and saw that Hagen had used the softness of his belly to bounce him up again, without affecting his escape speed at all.

Is this even allowed?

The bear spirit's one step was equivalent to five steps for Lotte and the others. In just a few seconds, Lotte felt the bear spirit's saliva land on his head.

"Lotte, can you sing while you run?"

"can!"

Bard stopped in his tracks, and using the momentum of his body, he swung the hammer and smashed it into the bear spirit's face with a thud.

The bear spirit slowed down, stopped in place, shook its head, and became even more agitated.

As the information suggests, it does indeed possess some kind of natural ability to resist physical damage.

Lott felt it was unfair; this guy was so big, yet he still had such strong talent.

"Whoosh!"

Hagen ran while shooting arrows back at the same time. His arrows were very accurate, and he almost always hit the eyes of the Misty Bear Spirit, slowing it down and buying time for Lotte.

Once the bear spirit charges up, Bard will stop and give it a whack with his hammer.

Through teamwork, they actually managed to hold off the bear spirit.

Hagen reached for the quiver behind him, but found nothing. He cried out, "I'm out of arrows!"

Bald was running at the back, and without Hagen's help, the distance between him and the giant bear was rapidly closing. The Misty Bear Spirit's claws were about to flatten Bald.

Lotte turned around, raised his staff high, and shouted, "Bard, get down!"

Bard lunged forward and fell to the ground.

A fireball formed before Lot's staff, and the flow of magic caused Lot's hand to tremble slightly.

Lotte opened the panel and added all 4 newly acquired attribute points to Arcane.

The fireball, which had already stabilized, suddenly expanded several times its original size. The flames it generated dispelled the surrounding fog and made Lotte's eyes incredibly bright.

Lotte concentrated all his mental energy, focusing all his senses on the head of the Misty Bear Spirit.

The world around him became quiet, and everything seemed to slow down in Lotte's eyes.

Basic Fireball!

The fireball streaked through the air like a fiery snake, heading straight for the Misty Bear Spirit!

With the explosion, intense flames spread instantly, like a net of fire igniting all the fur on the Mist Bear Spirit's body.

It howled in pain, pounding its head with its front paws in an attempt to extinguish the flames.

Bard seized the opportunity to get up, caught up with Lotte, and ran quickly forward.

"Lotte, you really managed to beat it! It was worth two whole gold coins!"

"If anyone can withstand the attacks of the Misty Bear Spirit, then I might give it a try..."

The fog was so thick that I couldn't see the road beneath my feet at all.

Suddenly, Lott felt the ground slip beneath his feet, his body swayed to the right, and he fell into the water.

The world instantly turned cold; Lotte's equipment was too heavy, and he fell straight down.

He struggled in the water, only the deathly silence of the water answered him. The light overhead grew farther and farther away, like a lamp being carried away.

A hand suddenly reached down from the water and grabbed Lotte's arm with speed and precision.

Lotte's body began to rise to the surface, and he was pulled out of the water.

The unbearable feeling of suffocation finally disappeared.

The world regained its sounds, and water droplets made splashing sounds as they fell on the water's surface.

Hagen took off his armor, leaving him in only trousers and linen, and jumped into the water to pull Lotte out.

Because of his size, he was able to float on the water while holding onto Lotte.

Hagen pulled Lotte onto his stomach and lifted him out of the water. Lotte coughed incessantly and gasped for breath.

"Thank you..."

"Why say all this?"

The Misty Bear Spirit was left behind and shouldn't be chasing them anymore; Lott and the others were safe for the time being.

Hagen paddled to the shore, and Baldr pulled them both up.

"Lotte, are there sirens underwater? I've heard that sirens are all very beautiful."

“Yes.” Lott stood on the shore, shaking off the water. “There’s someone who looks a lot like Miss Chloris, and I’m really interested in her.”

Bard quickly said, "Don't joke like that, Uncle Bard will take it seriously."

As the autumn wind blew, Lotte felt terribly cold, and his teeth chattered.

Fortunately, Bard managed to reach the cave where he and Chloris often camped, relying on his memory. He covered the entrance with branches and sprinkled some potion to remove the odor.

The cave was fairly spacious, and there was also firewood stored inside by Bard and Chloris.

"Is it still possible to start a fire here?"

“Hmm.” Bard lit the hay with a flint and steel, then held the embers in his hands and placed them on the firewood. “The structure here is very special; the smoke will drift far away through the small holes in the rock walls.”

The firelight illuminated the dark cave, warmly enveloping Lot and stopping his trembling.

Lotte let out a long sigh of relief, sat down by the campfire, and stretched out his hands to warm them.

"It's getting late, let's set off again tomorrow morning. We can decide then whether to continue or return to Maple Town."

"it is good."

Bard opened his large bag and took out three sandwiches wrapped in paper bags.

Lott took one of the bags; there was a line of nice writing on it:

Please keep up the good work!

Bard sat on the ground, opened the bag, and said, "Made by Chloris. You got a good deal, kid."

Lotte carefully opened the bag and took out the thick sandwich.

Bread, salted meat slices, fried egg, lettuce leaves, tomatoes, pickled cucumbers, and finally squeezed with a thick, spicy sauce—this combination is like a castle full of treasures.

By now, the campfire had almost dried Lotte's wet clothes, and the nauseating feeling of being soaked had finally disappeared, replaced by a sense of security in the camp and the temptation of the food in his hands.

Lotte opened her mouth and took a bite, her eyes narrowing as she savored the delicious taste.

"He's alive..."

The spiciness is just right. If you pair it with an ice-cold honey mint liqueur, the coolness on your taste buds will drive away your fatigue.

“That mist bear spirit is really terrifying.” Bard wiped his mouth. “If we had ten full-time adventurers protecting Lot, we could give it a try.”

"Hmph, if I hadn't run out of arrows, I might have been able to buy some time for Master Lotte."

"No need to shoot arrows. Once you're naked, the Misty Bear Spirit will slowly admire your body."

"Screw you."

Bard spread his sleeping bag on the ground, leaving the innermost spot for Lotte, while he went to keep watch.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Hagen soon began snoring, but Lott couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

When people can't sleep, they start to overthink.

He thought of the misty bear spirit he had just encountered, and of Isolde, who existed in that world.