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

The way people looked at him changed noticeably; they no longer dared to approach him easily.

One of the guards glanced at his companion, then looked at Loth: "May I ask, sir, which member of the Valgard family are you?"

Lott pointed to himself: "Me?"

"The way you swung your sword just now resembles the Valgard family's swordsmanship, and we are Valgard family guards. Is there some misunderstanding?"

Valgard Swordsmanship?

Lott quickly opened the panel:

Valgard Swordsmanship (Unlearned)

You clearly haven't learned it?

Does this mean that the current progress actually represents a grasp of the situation? Even if we only grasp 1%, can we still use a portion of Valgard's swordsmanship power?

Lotte continued looking at the learning progress displayed after the skill:

[3%→4%]

It's gone up!

Lott's single sword strike was equivalent to half a month of his rigorous training!

Although the opposing defenders are not as strong as Lotte, they are certainly not low either, around level 40.

Lotte's skills are tied to her real-world level. For example, Lotte at level 8 slashed at a level 40 garrison and inflicted damage.

This significant level difference caused the price of the difficult-to-learn Valgard Swordsmanship to skyrocket.

As for why Lotte and Isolde didn't experience a surge in performance during training, it's because Lotte never even had a chance to touch Isolde.

"misunderstanding?"

Lott took out a life potion and drank it all in one gulp to heal his injuries.

Before setting off, Isolde gave Lot many life potions; the items given by the princess were no ordinary items.

Name: Lott

Race: Human [Unlimited Adaptability]

Occupation: Paladin

Status: Excited

Rank: Lv. 47 [Master]

Strength: 92 (+20)

Agility: 35 (+20)

Constitution: 103 (+20)

Perception: 51 (+20)

Spirit: 22 (+21)

This is a top-tier potion that can temporarily and significantly boost all attributes!

“There is no misunderstanding between us.” Lothar raised his sword and pointed it at the guards. “I am a knight of Isolde, not one of Valgard.”

As the group talked, guards gradually approached Lot from afar, gathering in a large, imposing crowd.

Lotte spread her legs, lowered her shoulders, and assumed the same welcoming stance as Isolde.

You only need to kill 96 more people to learn the Valgard Swordsmanship!

Lott stood alone at the narrow entrance, with the door that Isolde had smashed open right behind him.

Walls blocked his path on both sides, so even if the enemy's numbers were few, he could still advance.

This is an excellent defensive position, and also an excellent position to farm stats.

The defenders shouted, "Then you can die!"

The battle has begun.

Taking advantage of the terrain, Lotte cut down his opponents one by one.

He only uses [Oath Keeper] for defense and recovery. After blocking an attack, he immediately swings his sword at the opponent to advance his learning progress in Valgard Swordsmanship.

[Valgard Swordsmanship (Unlearned): 4% → 10%]

Lotte's arm was very sore, and his armor was completely covered in the enemy's blood.

He gritted his teeth and continued to swing his sword.

[Valgard Swordsmanship (Unlearned): 10% → 30%]

A spear pierced Lot's abdomen. He cut the spear in half and forcefully pulled the spearhead out of his body.

[Valgard Swordsmanship (Unlearned): 30% → 50%]

Lott is no good.

I chopped for several minutes straight, I was so tired, my eyes were dry from chopping.

He took out a bottle of life-saving potion from his pouch and drank it. All the fatigue in his body vanished, and all his injuries were healed.

[Valgard Swordsmanship (Unlearned): 50% → 80%]

Lotte's sword was getting faster and faster, and his posture was becoming more and more like Isolde's.

The surrounding guards also noticed that Lotte's attacks were becoming increasingly fierce; this knight was growing wildly stronger in battle! The more he fought, the stronger he became!

The guards were struggling to hold their own, and for a moment no one dared to step forward.

Lotte gasped for breath, staring at the guards in front of him, and reached into his pouch to get a life potion.

But the guards in front of them suddenly retreated in unison, clearing a large open space.

Just as Lotte was wondering, a mage holding a staff stood in front of Lotte.

The reason why mages are important is that they can use ranged attacks to solve problems that warriors cannot.

For example, Lotte, who is currently guarding the entrance.

The mage raised his staff and began to chant. Red firelight reflected in Lot's eyes, and a magic circle gradually formed before him.

If Lott were to charge in at this moment, he would lose his advantageous position, be surrounded by the guards around him, and ultimately die in the melee.

If Lott does nothing, he will be slowly worn down by magic.

Saint Lott is in a dead end.

But the mage Lott did not. He chose the third path.

Lotte took a deep breath and began to chant softly.

A magic circle also appeared in front of Lot, facing off against the magic circle of the opposing mage!

The surrounding defenders were stunned: "How is this possible?!"

"Isn't he a paladin?! How can he use magic?"

Although Lot doesn't have a staff, casting the spell directly would increase mana consumption and weaken its power. However, mages have very low physical constitution, so even a weakened version of Fireball can still damage the enemy mage!

As a paladin, and with the added boost from Isolde's life potion, Lot's constitution had reached a terrifying 123 points! Enough to hold out against this mage for a while.

The two magic arrays burst into dazzling light almost simultaneously, and two fireballs, one large and one small, appeared above the two of them at the same time.

The firelight reflected on Xingsuo's surprised face, and then they heard Lott shout:

Come on!

Chapter 28 She sang a hymn.

Two fireballs, one large and one small, streaked through the air like falling meteors and exploded in front of the two people.

"Boom—!"

A flame rose up in front of Lotte, instantly burning away the air, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

The high temperature baked his armor until it turned slightly red, and it sizzled when you put your hand on it.

He was originally one of Isolde's twelve Royal Guard knights, and his armor also had a certain magical defensive effect.

But Lotte still needed to lean against the wall to avoid her legs giving way and her falling to the ground.

His face and hands were already blackened by the fire, and enduring the opponent's magic was a considerable burden for him.

Lotte spat out a mouthful of blood, then fumbled for the life potion and drank it to relieve the pain in his body.

He felt that the magic he had been subjected to was probably an intermediate or advanced fireball spell, far more powerful than the basic fireball spell he had cast himself.

But the mage opposite seemed to be in a worse state than Lot; he was kneeling on the ground, coughing violently.

Upon hearing that the intruders were two sword-wielding knights, he abandoned his magically defensive robes and instead donned robes that protected him from sword wounds, thus avoiding being cut by their swords.

But he never expected that the paladin opposite him would actually use magic!

Although the basic fireball spell wasn't very powerful, it still hit him squarely.

Lott, forcing himself to stand, chuckled at the mage on the ground, "That's it?"

The mage on the ground roared and got up, pointing at Lot's nose and yelling, "Where did you, a paladin, learn such evil magic? So you were with Isolde after all! You've colluded with the siren too! This is the siren's evil magic!"

"You're already struggling with a mere beginner-level fireball? Looks like that's all you're capable of."

"If I weren't wearing the wrong robes, I could stand here and let you hit me without getting hurt! I'll beat you to death this time!"

The monk raised his staff, grumbling, but he knew that if they continued fighting like this, he might be the one who would eventually be worn down and die.

So, under the protection of the guards, he cast a spell that Lotte had never seen before.

His hands trembled incessantly, and his chanting grew louder and louder, so that even Lotte could hear it clearly.

It seems the other party is really desperate and wants to deliver a fatal blow.

Lotte gasped, even he wasn't confident he could resist such powerful magic.

If he rushed up and self-destructed at this moment, he wasn't confident he could kill him, and the entrance he was guarding would also fall, putting Isolde in trouble.

Just then, a clear, cool voice, capable of calming all the intense heat, came from behind.

"What kind of siren's sorcery?"

Lott turned around abruptly, not even noticing that Isolde had arrived.

A dark face suddenly appeared in front of Isolde, and Isolde didn't recognize Lot for a moment.

“Lord Isolde,” Loth said, pointing to the mage opposite him, “he said that the Valgard swordsmanship I used is siren magic!”

The monk opposite him frowned, still in the chanting phase, unable to utter a rebuttal!

That's not true at all! I didn't say that!

He grew anxious and sped up his chanting, trying to offer a few words of explanation.

Hurry up and say it!

But Isolde won't give him another chance.

A dazzling white light suddenly shot up from behind Lotte, rushing towards the mage with the force of thunder.

The monk's lips moved faster and faster as he chanted desperately. The guards beside him rushed to block his way.

But all of this was in vain in the face of the natural disaster Isolde.

Isolde swung her sword only once, a crisp white flash slicing through the air, causing the internal organs of those around her to tremble.

Blood exploded in mid-air, turning into a tragic red rain. It dared not touch Isolde, but could only fall on the corpses of the guards around her.

The guards who were a little further away huddled together to bolster each other's courage, and for a moment they forgot about running away.

Fear, terror, and pleading filled the air as Isolde lifted the mage lying on the ground and dragged him before Loth.

The monk was not dead yet, but his pants were wet.

Isolde threw him in front of Lot, saying, "You kill him."

Seeing that Lotte was stunned for a moment, Isolde explained, "He bombed you, so you killed him to get revenge."

"Oh, okay, okay."