After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The final offensive began. If the two sides were evenly matched at the beginning, the balance of power clearly shifted after Oswald mastered the magic of immortality.

The surrounding winds and clouds swirled around them at high speed without stopping. The magma dragon and Oswald simultaneously activated the Eye of the Abyss, and the two invisible pressures collided fiercely in space, causing waves of gravitational fluctuations.

Oswald charged forward, drawing his sword to unleash a magic circle. One after another, eerie, decaying chains tore through the void, smashing off the heads of the molten lava dragons.

Chains bound the neck of the molten lava dragon, its roar soaring high, and the earth suddenly burst open, spewing forth boundless flames like candlelight in a white lampshade.

From a distance, Red only saw that the vast, grayish-white cloud was suddenly tinged with gold, and then exploded violently in the next moment.

Black smoke rose into the air, pushing aside the outer layer of gray mist. The flames at its center continued to rise, accompanied by lightning and thunder. The sword blade slashed down, and another white light tore through the black mist, bursting out dazzling sparks of molten lava.

Sir... are you alright?

Unable to see clearly what was happening inside, Reid couldn't help but feel worried. The Duke's battle scenes had exceeded his understanding of S-class battles; it was practically like an apocalyptic war.

His figure was like a ghost, with countless wind blades swirling and cutting around him. Oswald tore off his charred flesh, his eyes burned blood red, and he attacked through the air, his body covered in blood. He slashed at the head of the lava dragon with his sword again. Then, the Eye of the Abyss was activated, and the space trembled layer by layer. Half of the lava dragon's head exploded on the spot, spewing out a rain of fire like iron sparks.

Seizing the opportunity when his opponent was powerless to resist, Oswald stretched out his palm and unleashed a twisted and ominous magic circle.

Undying Magic Absorption activated, and a purple light shone in Oswald's palm. Surging magic power was pulled out of the molten dragon's body and flowed into Oswald's body like a trickle along the light.

Paying close attention to his body's changes, Oswald noticed no discomfort other than the increase in his internal magic power.

However, he had also suffered heavy casualties in the molten lava dragon's desperate attack, and he knelt on one knee with difficulty, but the magic in his hands never stopped.

The magic of immortality surged wildly into his body, but before he could even unleash its power, it found itself back home.

I have been to Oswald's body; the immortal magic there is pure.

Is there still any need for infection?

However, the next second, the goddess's magic struck!

The molten lava dragon, already at its last gasp, stopped struggling. It no longer had the strength to repair its body. The lava gradually died down, and its massive body came to a standstill, slowly turning into hard stone.

The battle outside was raging, and it was time for Yi Ren, Yi Long, and Yi Tong to part ways.

As a newly recruited system, the dragon needs to report to the system's headquarters. This is both its good fortune and its deserved punishment.

Based on its decades of experience lurking and harassing the dragon slayer Baird inside his body, it's likely that it won't be long before it appears in some interesting adventure.

The system asked it what it wanted, but the dragon only hoped that the system could help Baird find his wife's soul.

It wanted to fulfill its promise, even though Baird was unaware of it.

This was not a difficult task for the system. It left a mark on Baird's soul with its tail, just a small, ordinary perk. As long as his wife's soul did not fall into slumber, the two would meet again at the end.

Baird remained silent, then reached out and stroked the dragon's head in gratitude. Although the dragon felt that he was being impolite and suspected that he was expressing his love for it, it tolerated his rudeness this time, thinking that it would be difficult to meet again in the future.

Surprisingly, it was quite comfortable.

The dragon spoke in a deep voice, "Will I, like you, one day take a soul to another world to carry out some kind of mission?"

[Yes, remember, these missions are extremely important. Our presence is often to repair worlds that have ceased to function...]

The system seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly said goodbye.

Goodbye, your journey may have ended, or it may have just begun, but we will meet again.

The system swiftly disappeared. The dragon and Baird still had a long road ahead of them, and they probably had a lot to talk about...

[Host]

As soon as the system entered Oswald's body, it realized something was wrong; it hadn't expected the battle to end so quickly.

It still has so many wonderful little gadgets that it hasn't used yet! It's all the host's fault; if he hadn't sent this system to deliver the gift, he wouldn't have been so badly injured.

Boxes of healing potions were poured into Oswald's body without any charge. The system frantically rummaged through its system space, using up everything from burn ointment and fire protection enchantment bottles to skin healing potions.

Oswald wasn't too concerned. Having died twice before, he wasn't going to make a fuss over such a minor injury.

As he walked, he tore off the rotten flesh and bent down to pick up a bracelet from the ashes.

[Rare Item: Rain Witch's Gem, its power is to summon rain. The host has now become a magician and can equip and use it.]

(This is clearly an accessory for girls only, okay?)

Oswald gestured to show the circumference of his arm. If he were to force himself to wear it, it would probably cause him the most damage he would suffer that day, and might even lead to amputation.

[Then this system will store it for the host.]

With a flash of light, the bracelet vanished from Oswald's hand.

Oswald sat cross-legged on the ruins and began to meditate to adjust and repair his body. He couldn't appear in front of others like this; he would lose his mind.

[By the way, host, this system suddenly thought of something. Do you think that extra time reversal might have happened before we came to this world?]

(What does that mean?)

[Think about it, our original mission wasn't to change the world, but if all we're supposed to do is follow the plot and play our roles, then why not just bring in the original Oswald?]

(You mean, the original storyline has collapsed, and even with the power of time reversal, Oswald's original soul cannot return to this world...)

(Is that why they went to the trouble of having us fill in here?)

[Yes, and you have already completed the mission excellently, so even if time rewind occurs later, it will have nothing to do with you.]

[But the higher-ups haven't let you leave. Instead, it's like they've forgotten about us, letting us do whatever we want in this "free mode." Doesn't the host find that suspicious?]

Oswald opened his eyes and gasped. The more he thought about it, the more credible the system's deduction seemed.

If he transmigrated into this world in his second life, what exactly happened to the original Lao Ao in his first life that even his soul was ripped out by those hentai heroines?

Thankfully, my soul is protected by the system...

Moreover, since Lao Ao has fallen to such a state, they should have already achieved a perfect ending. So what's the point of activating time rewind?

(But in their previous lives, they didn't seem to have any memories of the past either. How do you explain that?)

[......]

The system remained silent; its permissions were too low to understand the full picture, and it could only lead the host in making wild guesses.

(Don't dwell on these things. What's done is done, and the world is in chaos. What's the point of knowing the past? Now that we have a chance, we must move forward firmly towards the future.)

……

It was late at the Duke's mansion in the Ice City. Jenny, carrying an oil lamp, came to the outer gate of the mansion and put down her hood.

Her long green hair fell down, and the guards immediately let her through when they saw that it was Sister Janet.

"The young lady and Lady Elene were having snacks together just now, they should still be awake."

The old butler led Jenny to a room. Jenny looked up and her eyes twitched, because she realized that this was the Duke's bedroom.

After the old housekeeper politely withdrew, Jenny knocked on the door.

"What is it?"

Wearing a nightgown, Elena opened the door and froze when she saw who it was.

Jenny sighed, rubbing her forehead. Sometimes she couldn't tell whether Luna or Elene were the mischievous ones. "What...what are you two doing in the Duke's room?"

"It's so late, what's the matter?" Elena chose to avoid the topic and silently looked away.

"Can't I just chat with you if I have nothing to do?"

Upon hearing this, after thinking for a moment, Elena nodded, "Come in."

Upon entering the Duke's bedroom, Jenny felt relieved. The first thing she saw was Luna lying peacefully asleep on the bed, and the plate of leftover snacks beside her pillow.

On the bedside table, there were still bottles of wine and juice...

"Want to grab a drink?"

Elena deftly retrieved a brand-new glass from the locker, her hand already reaching for the bottle.

"Juice is fine," Jenny quickly stopped them. These two were clearly repeat offenders, but they had the audacity to do this because she was just an outsider...

After pouring a glass of juice and handing it to her, Elena gestured for Jenny to sit down on the edge of the bed. She tilted her head slightly, swirling her wine glass, and said, "What, are you going to blame me again for shirking responsibility and letting the Duke leave?"

Holding the glass, Jenny sighed, her expression somewhat uneasy. "When His Excellency the Duke came to the medical department earlier, I thought he was just passing through and checking on Mr. Paul's recovery."

"I later learned that His Excellency the Duke was going to war... I wondered if he needed me to go with him?"

"Perhaps." Elena took a sip of her drink and licked her lips. "But seeing how concerned you are about that Paul, the Duke probably won't be able to bring it up."

"I just saw a person who has strayed from the path, and I sympathized with him." Jenny lowered her head and smiled bitterly, saying softly, "Besides, after being seriously injured, the toxins in Mr. Paul's body spread, and he probably has less than half a year to live. No matter how much I care, it's no use."

"You know, Eleanor, when I was a child, I couldn't survive, and the Vatican provided me with food. At the time, I thought these clergy members were incredibly kind people, and that's why I aspired to become an excellent nun."

Alene chuckled. "It turned out that wasn't the case, right?"

"Yes, just like when I treat people in remote areas of the Northern Territory, they aren't sick, they're starving and struggling to survive..."

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind. Perhaps the proof of growing up is discovering how naive and ridiculous I was back then.

True kindness is not a few pieces of bread to barely fill one's stomach, but the sword in the Duke's hand to punish evil.

With the blood of the exploiters, he clearly told all the oppressed that they do not need condescending charity; after breaking the shackles, they can obtain everything with their own hands.

The former misguided woman, Jenny, slowly raised her head, her expression one of pity, like the Virgin Mary on the ceiling. "I don't know why Mr. Paul was framed by the Vatican. Perhaps it's because he was a purely good man."