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

“We’re not entirely sure either. At first, we thought they had set up some kind of magic circle nearby to eavesdrop on our battle plans. But after checking, they left nothing behind except a letter.”

Lott thought of the arrogant Derek and said, "Perhaps it's simply because of the elves' arrogance; they're provoking the royal family."

"Perhaps. But that's not what we're considering. The Reinhardt family will naturally protect the capital, the nearby Mage Association has sent many people, and the mages from Attenborough have also gone."

"what?"

Lotte was greatly disappointed, as this meant he would have no chance to learn from the mages' magic.

Dia thought Lotte was worried about being sent to the capital, so she reassured him, "Don't worry, it's not that I'm sending you to the capital too. Maple Town is right next to the elf territory, and I need you to keep a close watch on the border. Report any leads immediately; one lead is worth one gold coin."

Chloris pressed further, "But why are you looking for us? If we make this mission public, it will cause a stir. There are many teams stronger than us, and even some with second-tier professions. You can approach them privately."

“That’s the problem,” Dia explained. “Powerful teams all have mages. I want to kick any mage I see now. Oh, Mr. Lotte, I wasn’t talking about you. You’re not in the Mage Guild, so you’re different from them.”

The relationship between elves and mages is very special.

All magic was created by the primordial spirits, so mages have a somewhat ambiguous attitude towards them, and Dia doesn't trust them.

Dia continued, “Throughout Attenborough, no one is more suitable than the two of you. Our Adventurers’ Guild is not affiliated with any empire, so we don’t need to shout that we are fighting for the empire; we are fighting for money. You don’t need to get involved in too many political disputes, nor will you cooperate with the Imperial Knights, how about that?”

Chloris didn't speak, but turned to look at Lott.

Lott thought about it and didn't see any downsides, but out of caution, he still asked, "Lord Dia, are there any restrictions on this commission? For example, are there any clues that must be discovered within a certain number of months?"

Lott is worried that Dia will pressure him into fabricating clues.

"No, no, after all, we don't know which direction the elves will attack from. We'll pay if there's a clue, and we won't pay if there isn't."

"Then I have no more questions, Chloris, what about you?"

"I don't have any problems either."

Dia nodded in satisfaction. "Then it's settled. Please keep this a secret and don't tell anyone else."

"clear."

"By the way," Dia called to the two who had just stood up, "I will report your performance to the Adventurers' Guild headquarters. Please keep up the good work; in the future, headquarters might even directly assign you two missions."

After leaving Dia's room, the two walked onto the rainy street.

Lott and Chloris shared an umbrella, her wispy hair occasionally brushing against Lott's shoulder.

On a rainy day, it's pleasant to have a girl share an umbrella with you; her body heat can help Lotte ward off the chill of the rain.

Now that she had arrived in Attenborough via a teleportation magic circle, Chloris personally delivered the letter to a very ordinary household in the east of the city.

Lott glanced at her, and only after Chloris returned to the umbrella did he ask, "Chloris, I've never asked before, what exactly is your identity?"

"We talked as we walked, and it was raining."

There weren't many people in the town of Attenborough, and they walked along the empty streets to the tailor shop.

They shook the umbrella at the door before going inside to choose clothes.

The shop owner mistook Chloris for a noble lady and fawned over her. When he learned that she was choosing clothes for Lott, he immediately flattered her, saying, "This dress is wonderful; it fits your husband's figure perfectly."

“We’re not a couple, just teammates.” Chloris held up a dress to Lott’s body, gesturing for him to take it. Then she took a few steps back, examined it for a moment, and said to the shopkeeper, “Take this one, and have it altered for him.”

The shopkeeper took a long measuring tape and measured Lotte repeatedly. After Chloris handed over 10 silver coins, he happily went to the back to adjust the size.

Lott asked, "Chloris, isn't 10 silver coins too expensive?"

“It’s not expensive. You helped me become a high-level warrior, so I should at least buy you a gift to thank my Master Lotte.”

Chloris held the cup of black tea that the shopkeeper had poured for her, took a sip, and said, "I'm a little worried that what Lady Dia said might affect the two of us."

Why?

“He said the Reinhardt family is providing protection for the king, and I’m worried that the guards I know won’t come; they’ll be too busy protecting the king. So the family will send someone else.”

Chloris looked out the window at the drizzling rain and sighed softly. "If... the other party's attitude is very bad, I apologize in advance. This is not my intention."

"It's okay. It's not your fault."

The shop was perfect for chatting on a rainy day. Listening to the rain outside the window and Chloris's gentle voice made Lotte feel as if he were back by the campfire at the camp.

"My status isn't as high as you might imagine," Chloris said. "My father is the current head of the Reinhardt family. When he was 30, he fell in love with a renowned female adventurer, my mother. She was his fifth wife. I have 14 siblings."

So many?

"Yes. That's how it is in large families. The more descendants they have, the more likely they are to choose the head of the family. But this also leads to a lot of infighting, which I've disliked since I was a child. With my mother's support, I learned all sorts of knowledge and etiquette from a young age, constantly honing my skills. Finally, at the age of 18, I left the Reinhardt family and returned to Maple Town, becoming an ordinary adventurer and following in my mother's footsteps."

"Is your mother also from Maple Town?"

“Yes. Uncle Bard is my mother’s younger brother. Like my mother, he hates court politics and refused Reinhardt’s financial assistance, so he stayed in Maple Town and opened a restaurant.”

Chloris smiled and said, "I'm not some rich girl, just an adventurous girl who has almost severed ties with her family. I don't have much of a story. I didn't tell you before because I was worried that it would create distance between us."

"But your aristocratic air is something you can't change; everyone thinks you're a noble lady."

“I don’t want to change either. Becoming an adventurer doesn’t mean I’ll live in dirty clothes every day. I’ll drink black tea and stay in my room reading. Do you think I’m stupid? Giving up being a proper young lady to become an adventurer in Maple Town.”

"As long as you're happy, that's more important than anything else."

Chloris placed her slender index finger on the rim of the glass and gently drew circles on it.

……

The steam from the black tea slowly rose and drifted into the air, obscuring a pair of icy blue eyes.

Isolde held a cup of black tea in both hands, watching the heavy rain in the streets of the capital.

The warm and luxurious room is decorated with priceless paintings.

Isolde's figure appeared even smaller on the spacious sofa, and in this luxurious room, the surrounding artworks seemed to exist solely to accentuate her.

"Miss Isolde, are you settling in well in the Empire?"

Isolde looked at the noblewoman with a ponytail across from him and nodded. "Thank you for your concern, Lady Delis."

"Don't call me Madam, call me Sister Delis."

“Dai…” Isolde hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Delis walked up to Isolde, her eyes filled with joy, wanting to pull Isolde into her arms.

Isolde is so cute, she doesn't like to talk.

Unfortunately, there were maids nearby, so Delis had to be mindful of aristocratic etiquette at all times.

Delis rubbed her head and sighed, "Seeing you reminds me of my little Chloris. A few days ago, she wrote to say she had become a high-ranking warrior. I wanted to go see her, but something happened in the capital, and I couldn't even leave."

She continued, "That guy Reinhardt sent a disaster relief team that was on its way back home to visit Chloris. That disaster relief team is Chloris's older sister, and she has a really bad temper. I'm worried that my little Chloris will be bullied."

Isolde said, "I met Miss Chloris on the way here. She seemed very happy."

“Really? Then I’m relieved.” Delis glanced at the maid beside her, her brows furrowed. “You may leave now. I have some things to discuss with Miss Isolde.”

"Yes, ma'am."

After the maid left, Delis finally crossed her legs, lay back in the chair, and sighed comfortably. "Isolde, aren't you curious about what happened in the capital?"

"This is a matter for your country."

"Those politicians and nobles alike were all on high alert, and I couldn't find anyone to talk to. Actually, it's nothing, that stupid old man offended the Elven Catastrophe and is about to die."

"Which one?"

"Your Majesty, you had to provoke that elf named Koldwin. Now look what's happened, your whole family is going to be slaughtered."

"Cole...Derwin?"

Isolde slowly put down her teacup, rested her face on her hand, and thought for a long time.

The name [Koldwin] has never appeared in the deduction of the world.

Chapter 89 Comparing Growth Rates in Front of Lotte

Kirdwin Villalis.

Isolde kept thinking about the name, but couldn't come up with anything.

Although the Thranduil Empire was not as powerful as Elandor, where Isolde was located, the guards would not easily allow an elf into their bedchamber.

The opponent's strength must be above the level of "Natural Disaster".

The key problem is that Isolde spent over forty years searching the entire elven realm in her quest to save Lot.

If Koldwin is a calamity, then Isolde will surely find her in the world of deduction.

If she wasn't a natural disaster, but rather an important figure who sent a celestial disaster to deliver a message to her, then Isolde should have known of her existence from the rumors and history of the world she was divining.

Moreover, Isolde had collected information about the Valaris family, which possessed the bloodline of the Primal Elves.

Kirdwin Villalis is still not a member of this group.

This is not in line with common sense.

Could it be that there's something wrong with the predicted world?

Could it be that this Kirdwin's strength even surpasses the "Legendary" level, making it impossible for the Deduction World to deduce him?

Isolde needs to gather more information in both the hypothetical world and reality.

She silently lowered her head, looking at the faint light that had appeared on her wrist.

That was a white light that only she could see.

According to Eleanor, this radiance appears on those blessed by the goddess Cleona. The effect of the blessing varies from person to person.

Isolde did not expect to go to the church to get blessings from the gods. She hopes that this blessing can be retained in the deduction world 200 years later, helping her to be faster, fast enough to protect Lot under her body.

Then you can go with him to the elf territory to gather information.

The evening breeze in the elf territory was cold, and Isolde found it hard to bear being alone.

……

Maple Town.

Three days have passed since I returned from Attenborough.

Lotte and Chloris were crouching behind a small mound, gazing at the half-elves in the distance.

The half-elf still couldn't find the monster. He wandered around in the forest clearing, looking like he was digesting his food.

Lotte watched for a while, then lay down on the embankment and held up one finger.

A faint white light appeared at his fingertips. He rubbed his fingertips on the wand to wash away the dirt.

"At least we've gained something in these three days."

【Cleaning Technique Lv.2】

The Cleansing spell also granted Lot a 1-point attribute bonus.

This was the only magic that the half-elf had released in the past two weeks.

In addition, after more than half a year of deduction and 526 million meditations, Lotte finally reached Lv.5 in Breathing Meditation and unlocked two specializations.

[Breathing Meditation Lv.4→Lv.5: Increases mental recovery efficiency.]

[Specialty - Active Meditation: Mental recovery speed is doubled during active meditation]

[Specialty - Perpetual Meditation: As long as one is still breathing, one will not fall into a state of "magic depletion".]

The so-called depletion of magic power refers to the abnormal state that occurs when one's magic power is exhausted, causing dizziness, blurred vision, and loss of combat ability.

After each use of the Burst spell, Lotte would enter a state of [Mana Depletion], but now he is no longer affected by this.

After these days of practical experience, Lotte discovered that there is another hidden benefit to [Breathing Meditation]: during combat or running, breathing will unconsciously speed up, and the recovery speed will also increase.

Lotte now has 8 attribute points, and he's a little unsure where to allocate them.

The most important Arcane Arts were maxed out immediately, and allocating points to Perception and Spirit wasn't very cost-effective.

It seems I need to switch jobs and break through to a second profession as soon as possible. At that time, the upper limit should be above 100, and then I can add more.

Lotte didn't add any points at first; his gaze shifted from attribute values ​​to the world of deduction.

[Fafnia's World Countdown: 52 hours.]

There are less than three days left.

Lotte had no choice but to place all his hopes of learning magic on the Reinhardt family.