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

Two promotions in a row!

"These noble gentlemen are really of a high class..."

What surprised Lotte the most was that the Lv.3 [Explosion] skill could now control the location of the explosion!

Although he can currently only control the explosion within a one-meter radius around himself, which still injures him, Lotte believes that this range will expand sooner or later as his level increases.

Lotte looked at the attribute points to be allocated, but this time there were only 3 attribute points, far less than expected.

"Hiss~ What's going on? Does this mean different spells provide different attribute points?"

Lotte turned his gaze from the panel to the nobles who were still struggling on the ground.

This group of people wanted to sacrifice the entire Orlandis, so their deaths would be a contribution to humanity. Lot didn't feel any psychological burden.

He only has one thought in his mind right now.

How come only a few people have died?

If everyone were crammed together, and Lotte were surrounded in the very center to unleash the [Explosion] spell, that would be called [the ultimate art].

With Lotte's death, the simulation world begins to accelerate.

[In the year 221 of the timeline, Isolde dies without any successor, and the world rewinds to the year 221.]

A white light flashed before Lotte's eyes, slowly engulfing the banquet hall, and all the noise around him disappeared.

The backtracking process has begun.

Starting Camp - Forest - Orlandis - Inn

As the hotel room door closed, Lady Isolde removed her veil once again.

"We've been staying in the hotel for the past month."

"Oh."

Lott wasn't in high spirits because he was going to waste another month doing nothing.

While it's great to have a blast, having to do it only once a month is a little annoying.

Isolde said, "I won't be leaving here for a while. I just saw that there's a small courtyard behind the inn, where I'll teach you swordsmanship."

"Teach me...swordsmanship?!"

Lotte looked at Isolde's serious expression and made sure she wasn't joking.

But people often say that all gifts come with a hidden price tag, so Lott asked with skepticism, "Can I ask why?"

"We're going to the castle in a month, and you'll have to hold off the enemies for me. I'm only teaching you swordsmanship to ensure the plan goes smoothly."

Is that so?

Isolde didn't know.

This explanation is certainly reasonable, but if she gave the self-destruct ring to Lott and let Lott self-destruct again, the same effect could still be achieved.

But this time, Isolde didn't do that; she didn't mention the self-destruct ring to Loth at all.

Seeing that Lott was still doubtful, Isolde frowned slightly: "You don't want to learn?"

"No, no, no, I want to learn, I want to learn."

Isolde had just briefly taught Lot a [Breathing Meditation] technique, which helped Lot defeat the Misty Bear Spirit.

The swordsmanship she taught this time must be extraordinary!

Lotte followed Isolde downstairs, asking as they walked, "But Lord Isolde, what exactly are we going to do in the castle a month from now?"

“The sacrificial ceremony is very complicated. I need to break into the core area beneath the castle, completely analyze the entire magic circle, and then…” Isolde’s voice trailed off, “and then reverse it.”

Reversal?

Lotte didn't know what Isolde had experienced in her previous life, and he didn't ask any further questions.

Isolde slipped a gold coin to the shopkeeper and leased the small backyard, where no outsiders were allowed to enter.

The sunlight slanted down onto the grass, and the green vines hanging from the wall drooped in the air, swaying gently in the wind.

A gray and white kitten lay on the eaves, basking in the sun and yawning, watching the two strange people in the yard.

Isolde tossed Lot a stick. "What I'm teaching you is a sword technique that only our family knows. You can't teach it to anyone else."

"no problem!"

Isolde also picked up a stick and pointed it at Lotte, saying, "Make sure you see my posture."

"it is good……"

Before Lot could finish his first word, Isolde had already pressed the wooden stick against Lot's head.

The icy blue eyes seemed to appear out of thin air before Lot's eyes, and he couldn't see any of Isolde's movements at all.

"Didn't you see it clearly?"

"You were too fast. Can we do it again?"

Isolde pondered for a moment before returning to her original position. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I've never taught anyone. When I was a child, I learned this sword technique through actual combat."

Isolde's face gleamed slightly in the sunlight, and her expression gave Lott a bad feeling.

"Lotte, I will practice in actual combat to gain more experience and insights."

"Practical application means..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Isolde slammed the wooden stick in his hand into Lot's forehead.

In actual combat, it means that Lotte got beaten up.

Isolde moved incredibly fast, and Lotte could barely keep up.

In real life, even if this kind of swordsmanship were placed in front of Lotte, he would absolutely not be able to learn it.

Because the real-life Lotte was of a very low level, with low strength and physique, and had never received systematic swordsmanship training.

Most importantly, in reality, Lotte's profession is a mage, and mages are naturally at a disadvantage when learning swordsmanship; their progress will be extremely slow, or they may not be able to learn it at all.

But now he is the Holy Knight Lot in the world of deduction! Holy Knight Lot has muscle memory and physical reflexes developed through more than ten years of training, so learning this kind of swordsmanship is no problem for him.

What does it have to do with me, the Holy Knight Lot, if the mage can't learn it?

Loth activated [Oath of Protection] and slashed at Isolde.

With a light flick, Isolde deflected Lotte's full-force attack. Then, she used the same move again, smashing it into Lotte's head with a crisp sound.

Lotte rubbed his aching head, yelping in pain, but he still continued to swing his sword at Isolde.

As they walked back and forth, their shadows grew longer and longer, and the sun gradually moved closer to the horizon.

Lotte, panting, stared intently at the calm Isolde before her.

The next second, Isolde's figure suddenly disappeared. Lott, relying on his memory of being beaten all afternoon, instinctively raised his arm and used [Oath Keeper] to block Isolde's attack.

"Snapped."

This time, the sound was no longer Isolde hitting Lot on the head, but the sound of two wooden sticks colliding.

Lotte looked up at the wooden stick above him and finally grinned, "It blocked...it blocked it..."

"Hmm." Isolde looked at the sun in the sky, leaning the wooden stick against the wall. "It's getting late, so today's training is over. I need to leave for a while; wait for me in the room. What do you want to eat tonight?"

"It's all up to Lord Isolde."

Isolde took out a handkerchief and wiped her face. "You don't need to call me sir."

"So, I'll call you Teacher Isolde?"

Isolde blinked, her shoulders tensing slightly. She hastily stuffed a handkerchief into her clothes. "Whatever."

After saying that, she quickly left the courtyard, leaving Lott alone.

Lott said softly, "She reminds me a bit of Chloris."

After Isolde walked away, he put down the wooden stick in his hand and prepared to go upstairs to take a bath.

He subconsciously opened the panel to see if there were any changes. Upon closer inspection, he found that the skill bar had indeed changed.

[Valgard Swordsmanship (To be learned): 1%]

Oh! These things are even displayed on the panel!

Lott felt that the beating he received this afternoon was worthwhile.

He can use this body to quickly master the Valgard swordsmanship and bring it back to the real world, allowing his real self to also use this super-powerful swordsmanship.

However...

Lotte looked at the name of the sword technique, feeling like he'd heard it somewhere before.

Where is it?

Lotte's eyes widened suddenly. He subconsciously reached out to touch the words on the panel, but his hand passed right through it.

"No way... Valgard?!"

Lotte remembered Chloris mentioning this family; their family possessed the strongest swords among humans and were usually stationed on the border, fighting against Titans, dragons, and sirens.

Valgard has transcended the realm of ordinary wealthy families; it is one of the most prestigious hero families in human society.

Lotte squatted on the ground, his mind a jumble.

Isolde does indeed exist in the real world; she is not from another world.

Lott kept thinking about the worst possibility—that he would one day meet Isolde in reality.

As the sun gradually set, Lotte's shadow was already cast onto the wall.

He stood up and shook his numb legs.

"The world is so big, we probably won't run into each other, right?"

There's no use thinking about these things now, Lotte shook his head and suppressed the thought.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the temperature in the hotel room gradually decreased.

There was only one bed in the spacious room. In the previous life, Lott slept on the bed while Isolde slept on the floor, which was her insistence, and Lott had no choice but to comply.

After taking a shower, Lotte lay on the bed, still looking at the wealthy family names on the panel, thinking about some things.

"Squeak~"

Isolde pushed open the door, carrying two bags in her hands.

One is tonight's dinner: bread and milk.

One was a thick stack of books.

"Teacher Isolde, what is this?"

Isolde was clearly not used to Lotte calling her that. She paused for a moment before explaining, "The spellbook. I need to learn magic."

"Do they sell these in the city?"

In his previous life, even with all his money, Lotte couldn't buy such books of magical knowledge. These books were usually kept hidden within large families and never circulated outside.

Isolde shook her head. "No. I stole it. The Loswein family in the city is a famous mage family. I stole it from them."

"..."

Lotte mentally gave Isolde a thumbs up.

He got out of bed and went to the table, his hand seemingly casually resting on the book, but his heart was already starting to stir.

In reality, if you want to learn magic, you either need to hire a teacher from the Mage Guild or enroll in a Mage Academy.

Lott has already refused to join the Mage Guild, so theoretically he will never come into contact with spellbooks or learn any proper magical knowledge in his life.

But now, a magical book that even the Wizarding Guild could never obtain is in Lotte's hands.

"Professor Isolde, may I read this book?"

Chapter 25 [Los Wesley's Analysis Technique]

Isolde looked up at the spellbook in Lotte's hand, then rejected his suggestion.

"This one won't do."