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

The kitten licked its nose, lay down on Isolde's notebook, and quietly gazed at her.

Isolde closed the book, took it with her, and sat down on the lawn by the door.

A butterfly fluttered under the bright blue sky and finally landed on the kitten's nose.

"Meow..."

Instead of teasing the butterfly, it nestled in Isolde's arms, its cloudy eyes gazing at the sky.

Isolde looked up at the sky with it, both of them reminiscing about the past.

Her white hair swayed gently in the wind, echoing the distant leaves behind her.

A gentle breeze swept by and carried it away.

Isolde gently patted its head one last time and whispered:

"goodbye."

A few days later, the children discovered that the girl in the cabin was missing.

They found a small stone tablet on a lawn behind the cabin.

The cat and Lotte's notes were buried together under the tree, and Orlandis's past became nothing more than a memory.

The girl, carrying her baggage, faced the sun and walked towards her own death.

[In the 231th year of the predicted world, Isolde dies.]

[Isolde inherits the "analysis" and deduces that the world has traveled back to 221 AD]

A flash of white light, and Lot returned to the initial camp.

In his eyes, the world was but a fleeting moment.

Soon, just like in her previous life, Isolde took Lot from the initial camp and brought him into the forest.

"Lord Isolde, where are we going?"

Isolde did not respond immediately; she stood there, seemingly unsure how to answer.

Ten years is a long time, so long that my memories have become blurred.

"Lord Isolde?"

“To Orlandis,” Isolde replied. “We will go and change the future.”

After walking in the forest for three days, the two arrived at Orlandis.

Isolde did not choose the inn from her previous life, but instead took Lotte to a new inn.

During this period, the two barely communicated.

Lott didn't find it strange.

Everything that happens in the hypothetical world is 200 years in the future.

Developing feelings for the characters in the deduction world would be devastating.

Because people in the future might exist, compared to the past, this hope can torment a person for 200 years.

She must strive to ensure that reality and the projections follow the same trajectory for a full two hundred years, so that there is a glimmer of hope that the person of the future will appear.

This hope is more terrifying than despair.

If Lotte were the protagonist of this world, he wouldn't develop feelings for anyone.

Lotte maintained the politeness and restraint that a knight would show when first meeting the princess, while Isolde uttered no more than five words at a time.

The two will wait here for a month before sneaking into the castle.

Isolde neither accompanied Lot in sword practice nor gave Lot a spellbook, but she also stopped Lot from going out.

Lotte finally got the chance to move around freely. He took the gold coins Isolde gave him and went to the magic merchant's shop to buy an intermediate wind blade spell.

When he excitedly ran back and unrolled the scroll, he found that he couldn't learn it at all.

“You can’t learn magic,” Isolde suddenly spoke up from the corner. “You’re a paladin; you can’t understand magic. At most, you can learn meditation.”

Lott sat at the table and scratched his head.

Lotte, who deduces the world, is a paladin, so he can learn sword-related skills, but he cannot learn magic.

In reality, Lotte can learn magic, but she cannot learn skills for other professions.

The panel simply fixed Lotte's skills, allowing him to mix and match warrior and mage skills and magic.

"Lord Isolde, is there a way for me to change jobs?"

"It's very difficult."

Valgard Swordsmanship is the most advanced swordsmanship style among humans. If Lot in reality had chosen to become a warrior, he would have stood at the pinnacle of humanity from the very beginning.

But Lott quickly dismissed the idea.

The Valgard Swordsmanship is too eye-catching. If the Valgard family in the real world were to discover it, Lotte might be eliminated by them.

Moreover, the human body has its limits; strength and physique have an upper limit, while a mage's attributes have no such limits.

In the long run, becoming a mage remains Lot's best option.

Lotte put the scroll away and sighed.

Learning magic by accumulating gold coins in the real world to buy magic scrolls is too slow; it could take many years.

Is there any way to learn magic without magic scrolls?

Lotte examined his talents but found no clues. He could only pin his hopes on [Original Deduction], hoping it would surprise him.

Week after week, Lotte tirelessly tried to find magical knowledge in Orlandis.

One day while he was shopping, he unexpectedly discovered the kitten from his previous life.

However, it wasn't by the roadside, but in a very nice animal enclosure.

It played and frolicked with a group of companions, chasing each other.

When the shop manager saw that Lott was very interested in the cat, he came over and said, "We don't sell this cat."

"Do you keep it?"

“A noble lady gave us gold coins and told us to take good care of it. She was so generous; it's enough for us to feed the cat for 100 years.”

The cat stopped and turned to look at Lott.

It stared at Lotte for a while, then, feeling bored, licked its fur and turned to eat.

The wind chimes rang, and Lotte pushed open the door and left the store.

A month passed quickly.

Lotte's [Breathing Meditation] has reached Lv.4, increasing the speed of mental energy recovery and granting Lotte 3 attribute points.

On that familiar rainy night, the two changed into their evening gowns, boarded a carriage, and headed to the castle.

After infiltrating the castle, Isolde went straight underground and used her magic to blast a hole in the ground.

The two jumped into the cave entrance, where they were met by a group of guards who looked surprised.

"Isn't that Isolde...?"

"How did they find us?!"

"Come on!"

Blood splattered on Lotte's face. He reached up and touched it, then wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve.

He never drew his sword; Isolde single-handedly ended the entire battle.

The two walked to the end of the corridor, and Isolde kicked open the door. The Emperor and Grin and the others inside also looked surprised.

Isolde ignored their expressions and walked toward the center of the magic circle as if no one else was there.

Grin and the Emperor dared not act rashly, for they did not know what Isolde meant.

Isolde waved to Lotte at the doorway.

"Come here."

Lotte also walked up to Isolde, raising his sword and pointing it at Grin, seemingly unsure of what Isolde was up to.

The magic circle beneath their feet began to glow, and the blood moon began to rise above the city.

The radiant light of the sacrificial ceremony shone brightly above Landis.

Suddenly, Lott felt that he could not move his body. The invisible magic was like a syringe, slowly drawing his life force out of his body.

"Hahahaha." Grin finally burst into laughter. "Isolde, you can't move, can you? What are you doing here?"

The tense atmosphere in the room eased at this moment, and everyone watched Isolde and Lott with great interest.

"Isolde, how did you find out our location? Was it one of your former subordinates? Or did you find out yourself? Do you even know where you are right now?"

“I know,” Isolde said calmly, “your graves.”

"what?"

The magic circle was activated, and the light of the sacrificial ritual quickly reached the ancestors.

Green's expression slowly began to turn serious.

The magic circle, which was originally rotating clockwise, suddenly stopped and then began to rotate in reverse, turning into a counter-clockwise rotation!

"Hey, why can't I move?!"

The emperor's body was frozen in place, his eyes wide as he cried for help.

Grin was unable to move his body either, and he suddenly realized what Isolde was going to do!

He shouted at Isolde in the center of the room, "Are you going to turn around and absorb our life force?"

Isolde shook her head. "You are too weak, not qualified. What I need is its vitality."

It's hard to say how fishy it is Ω磐峡慈ァ�

My gaze passed over the earthen layers below, over the banquet hall, and over the pavilion.

Finally, they arrived at the dragon that was perched on the castle.

Chapter 31 [Don't let emotions blind you]

The surrounding magic began to flow backward, continuously supplying life force to Lot and Isolde from the magic circle.

Lott suddenly felt much lighter, and his palms began to feel slightly hot.

Suddenly, his control panel popped up.

[Lv.47→Lv.48]

[Lv.48→Lv.49]

[Lv.49→Lv.50]

[Lv.50→Lv.51]

The experience points on the panel are rising rapidly, and Lotte's attribute points are also increasing automatically.

Lott then understood why Isolde had made him stand in the magic circle as well; she had actually transferred a large amount of life force to him!

The ceiling above began to tremble, and the roar of the dragon pierced through the ground, reaching the ears of everyone present.

The dragon sensed its life force rapidly draining away; it roared in anger, but there was nothing it could do.

Because it discovered that it couldn't control the end of the ceremony!

"what--!"

The emperor, who was an ordinary man, aged at a visible rate, with white hair constantly sprouting.

He screamed in agony, his outstretched hand shattering like a withered tree branch from the tremors.

"What on earth is going on?! Isolde, I order you to stop! Otherwise I will send troops... to..."

Isolde ignored the emperor and instead accelerated the draining of his life force, rendering him completely speechless.

Inside the room, the emperor became the first sacrifice; he fell stiffly to the ground, shattering into pieces.