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

"What's up?"

Chloris's voice came from next door.

"Are you a mid-level warrior now?"

"right."

"Then why did you agree to team up with me in the first place?"

"You'll have to ask Uncle Baldr; he's the one who chose you. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"It's OK."

Lotte wasn't quite sure what the requirements were for Chloris to advance as a warrior; he'd ask Isolde when they got to the simulation world.

Kind-hearted Isolde will surely tell herself.

"I'm going to sleep now."

Good night, sweet dreams.

Lott lay on the soft bed, adjusting his position, waiting for the countdown to reach zero.

[Countdown to simulation ends, simulation world begins]

Isolde's world of deduction has begun.

A flash of white light, and Lotte left the cabin and returned to the simulation world.

The morning light on the horizon fell on Lot, making his armor glow softly.

The noise from beside him made Lotte's head ache.

Orlandis, the Lord's Castle.

After the dragon's sacrificial ceremony ended, the castle was filled with the stench of blood.

Lotte felt like he hadn't seen Isolde in a long time, perhaps because Fafnya's deduced world was in between.

A faint floral scent wafted from Lotte's right side; it was the scent emanating from Isolde.

Her mithril armor was stained with blood, and the sword in her hand reeked of blood.

A gentle breeze swept by, letting her long white hair fall onto Lotte's shoulder.

Lotte spoke first: "Lord Isolde, where are we going?"

Having just absorbed most of the dragon's life force, Isolde was now the strongest being in the castle and even the empire, and no guards dared to step forward to stop her.

Isolde remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "You don't need to call me sir anymore."

"Oh, right. So where are we going?"

"Where do you want to go?"

“Me?” Lott raised an eyebrow and said casually, “I want to go to Los Wesley’s house and see their book collection.”

Los Wesley is the most powerful magic family in Orlandis. (Details on career advancement are available.)

Isolde nodded: "Then let's go to Los Wesley's house."

"Huh? Is it really possible?"

“We are a team, not a princess and knights, and we should be equal. Besides, you just helped me a lot. This is my way of repaying you.”

"But there are still guards at Los Wesley's house."

She looked down at a cluster of completely black buildings at the foot of the mountain: "They won't be here soon."

"..."

The Los Wessin family also participated in the sacrificial ceremony; they too wanted the life force of half the city's population. Lotte didn't think there was anything wrong with Isolde's actions, except…

It had been a long time since Isolde had said such things, and Lott was quite taken aback when she first opened her mouth.

Isolde turned to look at Lot: "What are you trying to say?"

“Praise be to Isolde.”

Isolde paused for a moment, then turned her head to the side.

"Let's go."

Lotte and Isolde left the lord's castle and headed towards Los Wessin Manor at the foot of the mountain.

Upon seeing the densely packed guards outside the manor, Isolde turned to Lotte and said, "Wait here for me for a moment."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Isolde walked alone to the gate of the manor.

Then, the sounds of fighting and roaring reached Lotte's ears.

More than ten minutes later, Isolde returned to Lotte's side.

"Alright, let's go in."

The bodies of the guards at the gate were piled up into a small mountain, and Lotte had to step over them, following behind Isolde.

Isolde led Lott to the basement of Los Wesley's house with practiced ease and opened the hidden door.

She visited this place every time in her previous incarnations, and is very familiar with its structure.

After walking up the long staircase, Isolde pushed open the heavy door in front of her, revealing the treasure inside.

The books, treasured by the Mage's Association, appeared before Lotte, and he could browse them at will.

Chapter 61 Lothar, Protected by Isolde

Just as Lotte stepped into the library, the door behind him suddenly slammed shut.

All the lights in the room went out in an instant, and the darkness was oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

In the dead silence, Lott asked softly, "Isolde, what's going on?"

“A trap. Entering without their family’s magic token will trigger the mechanism.”

"The kind that can kill people?"

"Ah."

Lott had something to say: Then why did you bring me in here?!

Isolde's voice came from the darkness, "Once the trap is activated, you won't be able to get in, so you'll have to come with me into this place."

"Did you not tell me about the trap beforehand because you were worried I would panic?"

"No, I just forgot."

Lotte stopped talking.

He heard a sound in the darkness, like the grinding of bones.

His hand was suddenly grasped by Isolde, the cool, smooth touch like a priceless silk handkerchief.

"Be careful."

Isol dragged Lot around in the darkness, constantly changing positions. Although Lot couldn't see anything, he could occasionally hear the whooshing sound of arrows.

Arrows kept hitting the wall behind him, making a dense, rain-like sound.

Lotte could only relax her body, letting Isolde wrap her arms around her waist as they danced in the darkness.

As the arrows dwindled, Isolde's movements slowed down.

She snapped her fingers, and a tiny ball of light appeared at her fingertip.

After the illumination spell appeared, Lotte waited for the World Sage to activate, but after a while he still didn't hear the World Sage's voice.

Isolde, are you alright?

Isolde was about to be riddled with arrows, the arrows were densely packed on her breastplate, it looked painful.

Isolde shook her head. "It's alright."

She had never been hit by an arrow in her previous lives, but this time she still had to hold onto Loth. If Loth encountered a hidden arrow that he couldn't dodge, Isolde would stand in front of him to protect him.

After pulling the arrows out of her breastplate with both hands, she suddenly knelt down with a thud, but her back remained straight.

"Isolde, what's wrong?"

"I've been poisoned. Help me get the antidote."

"where?"

"He reached his hand under the armor."

"Keep the antidote properly in your pouch, why are you keeping it in your pocket?"

“I’m out of money in my purse.” Isolde glanced at Lot. “Hurry, they’re coming.”

"who?"

The lights around them suddenly came on again, and countless hidden doors opened at that moment.

The voices of the guards came from all directions. They ate and slept underground to protect the family's most important collection of books.

Seeing this, Lott no longer cared about the difference between men and women, reached out and unfastened Isolde's armor, and took out a spare life potion from a pocket inside her clothing.

The bottle still carried Isolde's body temperature, and it warmed slightly in Lotte's palm.

He pulled out the cork, lifted Isolde's chin, and poured the life potion into her mouth.

The guard thrust his spear forcefully towards Isolde's icy blue eyes, but the spearhead stopped just centimeters from her eyes. It struggled, but could not advance even a millimeter further.

Isolde gripped the tip of her spear, staring expressionlessly at the guard in front of her.

"This, this..."

Isolde kicked the guard in the stomach, sending him flying towards the ceiling.

She picked up the sword from the ground and rushed towards dozens of guards.

"Lotte, hurry up and choose."

"now?"

"Yes. Once all the guards are dead, a new round of magical traps will appear, and this place will explode."

Lotte turned to look at the bookshelf, his eyes quickly scanning the words on it.

The sounds of clashing weapons behind him never ceased, and the guards' wails and screams filled the entire room.

Finally, Lott found a book in the corner called "Basic Principles of Constructing Mages". He picked it up and quickly flipped to the first page.

Two large characters appeared prominently on the paper.

Don't follow this example!

There is also a small note below:

"Are you out of your mind? What are you doing, trying to become an architect? No one in the Los Wesleyan family is allowed to learn from you!"

"Lotte, did you find it?"

"Found it, found it! Let's get out of here quickly."

“No rush,” Isolde replied. “I’ll kill them slowly, you take your time choosing, don’t miss anything.”

Isolde was fighting with the guards in front, while Lotte calmly read a book behind Isolde.

Lott quickly flipped through the document and roughly understood why the Los Weixin family was so hostile to the [Construction Mage].

[Construction mages can quickly switch between corresponding magical inscriptions to adapt to various combat styles.]

If you master a second profession, such as learning swordsmanship, you can equip body-enhancing magical imprints, such as Strength Enhancement, Magic Armor, and Swiftness, giving you the combat abilities of a melee mage.

Strictly speaking, there is no fixed development path for Construct Mages. By switching between different magical insignia, they can simulate the combat style of any mage branch.

Whether it's a ranged mage specializing in long-range attacks, a melee mage enhancing their combat abilities, an elemental mage manipulating elements, or an alchemist creating items using magic, all can achieve this through different build methods.

However, whether a second profession exists is still debatable. At the same time, Constructor Mages should strive for development in all attributes, mastering all spells to the maximum level of proficiency.

Therefore, the creation of a mage is the ultimate fantasy of mages, but it is also a deception, a trap that lures countless talented mages to their doom.

Lott's foot was suddenly bumped by something. He looked down and saw a guard who was still vomiting blood.