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

One day, Fafnya did not see Lot at the camp.

"Ellie, have you seen where Lot went?"

"They're practicing their swordsmanship in the back."

"Practicing swordsmanship?"

Fafnya was a little confused. She put her hands behind her back and quietly approached Lot, hiding behind a tree to watch Lot, who was shirtless.

Lotte's sword practice was very monotonous; he simply raised and swung his sword repeatedly.

Fafnya watched for a while and then got a little bored. She walked over to Lott and tapped the tree trunk. "Lott, it's time to eat."

"okay."

What do you practice?

“Human swordsmanship.” Lotte gasped, wiping the sweat from his face with the back of his hand.

This is the sword technique taught to him by Isolde, which can increase the upper limits of strength and constitution—[Resonance Sword Law]

Since he had plenty of time in Fafnya's deduction world, he took advantage of that time to practice his swordsmanship.

Now, the [Resonance Sword Law] has reached Lv.2. Although it doesn't provide Lot with any attribute points, the training efficiency has doubled.

"You also know human swordsmanship? Who taught you?"

"A girl."

"Oh?" Fafnya leaned against the tree. "When did you kidnap this girl? How come I didn't know?"

"Of course I carried you on my back."

"Humph."

Lotte rested for a while, then continued to swing his sword.

Fafnya found it increasingly strange; she couldn't figure out who had taught Lots his swordsmanship.

The whooshing sound of the sword irritated Fafnya, so she simply stopped watching and left Lotte alone on the back mountain.

Speculate on the world in 219 years.

There was little activity on the human side, and the forest remained very quiet.

Fafnya had tried to find out about the Primal Elves, but it was clear that information about them was not something that could be easily obtained.

Lotte is still practicing his sword.

His [Resonance Sword Law] has reached Lv.3.

Over the course of the year, his strength and physique both received an additional 5 attribute points.

Of course, it was added to the dragon Loth.

Although it's not very useful to Lotte in the real world, the increase in the level of [Resonance Sword Law] can speed up the practice, which can benefit him in the real world.

He tried to use the fourth-circle spell, "Renewal of the Wind," but it was still difficult to use it consistently.

It seems that the level of knowledge needs to match the level of magic.

Now that Fafnya rarely leaves Lot's side and there are no powerful monsters around, Lot places his hopes for improving his knowledge on the two old scholars.

Lotte also deliberately practices his magic, and his [Enhancement] has reached Lv.4, providing a total of 3 attribute points.

As his magic level increased, Lotte clearly felt that the difficulty of improving his magic proficiency began to increase several times over.

No wonder no one chooses the [Construction Mage] class. It takes several years or even more than ten years to train a single spell to level 5.

Speculate on the world in 220 years.

Two years have passed since the princess was kidnapped, but humanity has still not launched an attack.

It seems that Leona's death has made the Empire more cautious; they won't act unless they have a sure chance to kill Lot.

Fafnya did gather a lot of intelligence; the human side had begun to assemble its forces, and troops from the elves and dwarves were also converging on the Dragon Forest.

Lotte never expected to receive such high treatment as a dragon; it seems everyone really wants to slay a dragon.

Lotte attends classes during the day, practices swordsmanship at night, and constantly feeds Mia.

I go to bed early and get up early, and my life is very regular.

This year, his [Resonance Sword Law] has reached Lv.4, and each swing of the sword can generate 4 attacks, and the efficiency of proficiency upgrade has also quadrupled.

Once he returns to the real world, he might be able to increase his attribute value by a little bit every week.

His other spells failed to be upgraded.

Speculate on the world in 221 years.

At the start of the new year, Lotte and Fafnya sat on the hillside, gazing at the fireworks of the human city in the distance.

His mind was in turmoil.

This year was the year Isolde deduced the world.

He didn't know if the overlap of timelines in the two hypothetical worlds would cause any problems.

However, his attention was quickly diverted. That year, his [Wind Technique] finally reached Lv.4, which provided him with 3 attribute points.

He can finally unleash the fourth-circle spell, Revive of the Wind.

According to Fafnya, humanity is finally about to take action.

Chapter 114 Things are different now, Wuqi, I'm going to trample you under my feet.

"Lotte, what kind of magic is this?"

"It's fun."

Fafnya sat on the ground, hugging her calves with both hands, and watched curiously as the surrounding grass grew greener and greener.

Zephyr's fourth-circle spell, "Renewal of the Wind," creates a wind field that allows the caster to manipulate the wind within it.

For Lot, this allows him to accelerate his progress within Isolde's deductive world.

Fafnya picked a flower that was in full bloom beside her and smelled it under her nose.

While Lott wasn't looking, she secretly stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked it, and sure enough, she could taste the fragrance of the flower.

Fafnya contentedly tucked the flower behind her ear, when suddenly she felt her body floating upwards.

"What's going on?"

She looked down and around, but didn't find anything amiss.

Lott explained, "This magic can make people float or accelerate. Wind magic cast in this area will also be enhanced."

Fafnya's skirt swayed incessantly, and a gust of wind lifted it up, revealing the pure white fabric.

She covered her skirt with both hands, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at Lott.

Lotte grinned and chuckled, but seeing what was underneath her skirt, he decided to remain silent.

"Why are you learning this magic?"

"To save a girl."

"Were you a boy who said one thing but meant another?"

Fafnya wanted to say, "Just tell me you want to save me, what's there to be shy about?"

She was gradually lifted up by the wind, and she did not struggle, quietly watching Lotte concentrate on casting the spell.

As war drew near, she became increasingly conflicted.

On the one hand, she does need to become stronger as soon as possible to avoid being eaten by Callistos in reality.

On the other hand, she didn't want Lotte to die, especially not in front of her.

This conflicting feeling tormented her every moment, and she eventually reached the same point that Isolde had reached.

Now, whether Lotte practices swordsmanship or magic, it's all for her own sake.

When Fafnya looked at Lot again, she always felt that this young dragon lived for her and would die for her.

This thought landed in the softest part of Fafnya's heart and began to take root and sprout.

It's wrong that Fafnya doesn't enjoy Lot's selfless dedication; a good relationship requires mutual giving.

But she had no choice but to accept it.

The only solution is to become a legend in the simulation world, then find Lotte in reality, live a peaceful life with him for thousands of years, and make up for all the debts owed to him by the simulation world.

But in reality, Lotte should be a two-hundred-year-old young dragon...

Am I considered his older sister?

Lotte glanced at Fafnya, thinking she was acting strangely and was clearly daydreaming.

"Faphnia, can your prey also capture the soul of its prey?"

"Don't make it sound so scary, I'm not a monster. If the other party is a mage, I will capture their soul."

As Fafnya frequently used the [Predator] skill, her skill was upgraded.

Now Fafnya no longer needs to passively endure attacks; when she captures a mage, she can also absorb the imprint within the mage's soul.

The magical mark will enter Fafnya's body and be analyzed by her body.

This greatly reduced the difficulty for Lotte in collecting knowledge.

Meanwhile, in the city of Orlandis.

In the dimly lit hall, only a few candles illuminated Lord Valgard's face.

He sat in the center of the hall, propping his chin up with his hand. Opposite him was a person with cat ears...

It's probably a creature of young girls.

The primordial spirits had no gender and were not defined.

"Lady Eleneis, we have done what we promised you."

“You’re mistaken, Lord of House Valgard. I haven’t seen a single fully grown, living sub-adult dragon appear before me yet.”

"We will do our best."

Irene shook her head. “It’s not about doing your best. Do you understand the subtleties of magic? If he’s seriously injured or dead, I won’t pay you your reward.”

“I understand. But you also need to understand how difficult it is to completely capture a dragon. Our casualties will be huge.”

“That’s your business. I just want the complete dragon.” Irene rose from her seat, shaking her cat ears. “Lord Valgard, if you want to aim for Legendary status, you can’t just shirk all the risks, can you?”

Lord Valgard sighed. "Understood."

The battle began silently in the dead of night.

The allied forces stealthily infiltrated the Dragon Forest from four directions.

Eli's life no longer mattered; the Valgard family and the king both desired the dragon and the help of the primal spirits.

The person at the very end of the punitive expedition was none other than the Arcane Sage, Uchi.

He was on horseback, accompanied by a group of Valgard warriors.

“These two stupid dragons thought they could control us by kidnapping the princess,” Wuqi sneered. “We never expected that we would use the princess to hold them back, and now they have become our sacrifice to the primordial elves. It’s laughable.”

"Lord Wuqi is right."

"This is called being too clever for one's own good; dragons can never defeat humans."

As Wuqi walked, the masked soldier who was scouting ahead hurriedly returned.

"Lord Wuqi, something has happened up ahead!"

"What is it?"

"Our group encountered a dragon, and everyone except me was killed."

"What?! I didn't hear anything?"

Wuqi dismounted, picked up his staff and held it protectively in front of him, looking around nervously.

The forest was quiet, and tonight, the sky was overcast with dark clouds, so there was no starlight and nothing could be seen.