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

"I'm ready."

A rustling sound came from beside her. Isolde knelt down beside Lot, took off her gloves, and reached out to touch Lot's back.

The cool touch made Lotte gasp.

Isolde's hands were smooth and soft as she gently brushed against Lotte's back.

The heaviness in Lotte's body gradually dissipated, and his tense muscles began to relax.

He felt as if he had been running naked through the dead of winter for a long time, and after passing a steaming hot spring, he couldn't wait to jump in. The hot water warmed his cold body, giving him a tingling sensation, and then he tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and let out a soft breath:

"Ah~"

Are you feeling comfortable?

Lotte's soft hum was heard by Isolde.

“No,” Lott insisted, “it’s just a bit chilly from the wind.”

“If I don’t purify it in time, I’m worried that the toxins might harm your body.”

“I know that. My body might accumulate toxins that are incurable. By the time your purification magic reaches its maximum level, it might not be able to save my life.”

Then Isolde could only watch helplessly as Lot died.

Suddenly, Lott felt Isolde poke his back hard, and he hissed in pain, "Isolde, that hurts."

"Sorry, I didn't control my strength well."

Isolde stood up, brushing the dust off her knees. "Alright, you can get up now. We'll finish the rest when we get back to the inn."

Under Isolde's gaze, Lotte got up, dressed, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He looked at Isolde. Her white hair was tied into a high ponytail, swaying gently in the bleak autumn wind.

The icy blue eyes gazed calmly at me, seemingly never to look away.

Absorbing magic power in the elven territory to quickly boost your stats, and then having the beautiful Lady Isolde personally heal you afterward—this kind of life doesn't seem too bad at all.

"Let's go back."

I'll continue working here tomorrow.

For several days in a row, Lotte and Isolde would appear on time at the border of the elven territory.

Lotte's fast chant has arrived (300/10000).

Both [Flame Arrow] and [Arcane Missile] have reached Lv.2, granting Lot 4 attribute points.

Elf territory is great; it makes leveling up your character much faster.

Inside the inn, Lot, who had returned from the elven realm, stripped naked and lay face down on the bed, while Isolde sat beside him, purifying him.

"Isolde, why are you attacking Callistos?"

"Only by killing a [Legendary] can one become a [Legendary]."

"Can you kill it now?"

“It was injured by the sacrificial ritual and will be in a weakened state for ten years. This is my best chance.”

Ten years may seem like a long time, but it wasn't in Isolde's eyes.

She will travel the world to hunt down [Catastrophe] creatures and gain a large amount of experience points from them.

She doesn't attack human "catastrophes" because there's no experience gained from killing each other among humans.

Lott continued, "It won't be long before news of what happened in Callistos spreads throughout the world, and everyone will know that it was you, Isolde, who did it. Will other natural disasters come after you because of this?"

"Yes. They'll want to kill me too."

"Like the elven calamity we're about to defeat?"

"Ah."

Isolde slowly closed her eyes, sensing the magical changes within her body.

During these few days of treatment, her purification magic has also been upgraded.

The reason for the rapid level-up is simple: Lotte's injuries were too severe.

Even though he could be healed every day, the pain in Lotte's heart could not be healed.

Isolde's hand was still on Lotte's back, and she gazed quietly at the spot where their skin touched for a long time.

She was thinking about one thing: she had been saved by Lotte again.

If it weren't for Lott, Isolde would probably have been stuck here for a long time.

"Lotte, is there anything else you need?"

Lott glanced back at Isolde and suddenly said, "Am I going to die?"

"Ok?"

"Before you die, people will ask, 'Do you have any last wishes?' 'Eat whatever you want.'"

That's not the case.

After thinking carefully, Lott asked:

"Isolde, do you know what skills are suitable for spear and shield users in our current empire?"

"Reinhardt's Holy Shield".

Isolde looked at the sword on the table. "Among humans, Valgard swordsmanship is the ultimate offensive technique, while Reinhardt's Divine Shield is the ultimate defensive technique. If you want to learn it, you can learn it in the capital of this empire. Reinhardt is in the capital."

“I see.” Lot nodded. “If other races also want to become [Legendary], does their killing of humans [Natural Catastrophe] help them?”

"Yes. Although the human race is relatively weak, it is, after all, a natural disaster. If the race you mentioned is also weak, then it would be very suitable."

Lott now had a direction in mind.

Chloris will learn Reinhardt's Holy Shield, and then they will go to the capital together.

As for Fafnya, he took her to human territory, ate her up one by one until she became a natural disaster, and then went to challenge other species, eventually killing her father.

Lott was very grateful to Isolde for providing this information.

Isolde asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing."

"Is this all you want? You can mention something else."

"Can I ask for a lot of money?"

Isolde hesitated for a moment, then nodded, picked up her sword, and prepared to leave.

"Isolde, where are you going?"

"The Attenborough Wizards' Association is quite wealthy. I'm going to rob some money and bring it back."

Upon hearing that name, Lotte, who had originally intended to stop Isolde, remained silent.

But is it really okay for me to order Isolde to commit robbery?

A few hours later, when bags of gold coins were placed in front of Lot, all he could think was:

What's wrong with it?

Isolde began, “Several mages abused and murdered women. According to the law, they should be killed. I carried out the trial on behalf of the Imperial Law and confiscated the corresponding fines.”

"Well done."

For the next month, Lotte went to the Elf Territory every day.

He has trained all six of his spells to Lv.2, which has given him a total of 12 attribute points.

The fast chanting has also reached (4000/10000), which is almost halfway done.

He then realized why no one could get Quick Chanting to Lv.3. Even in the Elven Territory, it took Lot a month to increase the progress by almost half; it was just too grindy.

Isolde's proficiency in purification magic has also improved considerably, allowing her to heal Lot faster and even enabling Lot to visit the Elven territory twice a day.

A month of comfortable life gradually made her lower her guard.

Without her uncle's betrayal or the dragon's pursuit, all she had to do each day was treat Lotte, feed him, read, and stroll around Maple Town.

She even gained some weight.

For two hundred years, she had almost never lived such a life.

She began to focus on what was happening in the world she was imagining, and she stopped being constantly on edge.

Inside the hotel, Lotte, who was reading a book, stretched.

A panel popped up in front of him:

Arcane Knowledge Lv.1→Lv.2

Spirit: 18 (+6)

The increase in his Arcane Knowledge level directly granted him 4 attribute points.

Knowledge is power.

Isolde sat opposite her, reading a book. The night breeze blowing in from the window gently ruffled her bangs, and her icy blue eyes were focused intently on the words on the page.

"Isolde, it's time to sleep."

"hold on."

Lott got up, put the book away from Isolde's hand, and gestured for her to come to the bed.

"Lotte, you want to take my book?"

"For the sake of Lord Isolde's eye health, you should go to sleep now."

Lotte was very sleepy, but as long as Isolde was still rolling around, he felt uneasy about wasting his life if he went to bed.

Isolde got up expressionlessly, lay down on the bed in her white nightgown, and then Lotte squeezed in after her.

The two looked at the ceiling and at the starry sky reflected in the room through the window.

Lott spoke first:

"Isolde, by the way... why are we sleeping together?"

"In order to pretend to be a married couple."

"But that's something you only need to do within the city of Orantis, isn't it?"

"It is still needed here."

Isolde turned to the side, looked at Lothar, and suddenly smiled:

"Besides, what's wrong with me, a woman over two hundred years old, sleeping with a child?"

"you……"

"Good night."

Isolde lied.

She has actually lived for more than 200 years in the world, after all, she has lived through so many lifetimes.

But time did not break her spirit; the world she imagined still kept her mental state the same as her real-life self.

In other words, Isolde is still that 18-year-old girl.

Another month has passed, and Isolde's Purification Proficiency is nearing its maximum.

It's time to say goodbye.

Chapter 65 "Tears of Alfheim"

Elf territory.

Lotte dealt with a slimy, slug-like monster and shook off the disgusting slime covering his body.

[Quick chanting Lv.2→Lv.3]

Arcane Missiles Lv.3

Attribute points to be assigned: 18