《Crowned by Magic: Sorceresses Seek His Favor(LitRPG)》 1: Queens Ascendance Program, Dawnstar Dynasty, Aelsryel! Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, Eirik glanced at his reflection in a puddle by the roadside. Before him stood a boy in tattered linen clothes. Though his attire was shabby, he was tall and handsome, quite similar to how he looked before his journey. The only issue was that his thin clothing left him shivering in the cold wind. ¡°I¡¯ve become a poor citizen in another world?¡± With a sigh, Eirik felt somewhat lost. Indeed, he realized he had arrived in an unfamiliar realm. Here, magic, elves, goblins, and more truly existed! Just pondering this for a moment, several bright lights whizzed overhead¡ªpeople were flying around on magical devices! ¡°Wow, I want to learn magic too!¡± As he thought this, a sharp pain shot through his head, flooding him with unfamiliar memories. ¡°Sorry, you lack magical aptitude. Starlight Academy of Magic does not accept you!¡± ¡°You''re destined to have no connection with magic in this life; it would be better to work hard and earn money in the streets¡¡± ¡°Earn money? But I haven¡¯t made any!¡± A string of bitter memories rushed back, including years of grueling work that left him threadbare and starving. So, I can¡¯t learn magic or earn any money? Is there a more unfortunate transmigrator than me? No way! I¡¯ve crossed into another world; I don¡¯t want to live as an ordinary person and suffer! ¡¾Ding! The Queen''s Ascendance Program is starting. Are you ready?¡¿ Suddenly, a clear, pleasant mechanical voice echoed around him. Oh, haha! It¡¯s the system! Finally, it has arrived! Eirik¡¯s heart soared as he quickly selected ¡°Ready.¡± ¡¾The game is starting¡ Launch complete!¡¿ A segment of text and a panel quickly appeared in his mind. ¡¾Next, you will play the role of a supporting character. Your ultimate life goal is to cultivate a supreme queen who stands at the pinnacle of power.¡¿ ¡¾If you succeed, rewards will be granted based on the host¡¯s performance.¡¿ ??? This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. A supporting character?! Eirik nearly thought he misread. As a proud transmigrator, who isn''t a dazzling hero?! And now I¡¯m to be a side character? On top of that, I''ve crossed into another world, and yet I''m still playing a game? This feels a bit strange. Honestly, Eirik felt a bit downcast, but he instinctively clicked on the panel beside him, revealing numerous beautiful profiles. Each girl was more stunning and unique than the last, leaving him amazed! Well, given all these pretty faces, I suppose I can reluctantly play along. After all, he enjoyed nurturing games. Watching his wives grow stronger bit by bit was oddly satisfying. ¡°The system really delivers¡ªthese character designs are indistinguishable from real people, surpassing all mobile and PC games from my past life!¡± Amidst the many profiles, Eirik quickly noticed a graceful girl named **Elvynna**. With a stunning appearance and alluring curves, she radiated beauty, yet her icy demeanor gave her a queenly aura! He adored the icy beauties! To conquer such a cold woman, to see her flustered, and then... that¡¯s where the real satisfaction lies! Moreover,the goal of this game was to cultivate these girls into unparalleled magic users, the strongest queens, so their magical talents must meet certain standards! If she were too weak, it would definitely affect his progress in the game. Just like in his past life, where character cards had ratings of four stars, five stars¡ªeach tier made a huge difference! He quickly clicked on her profile, and a flurry of information appeared before him. ¡¾Name: Elvynna¡¿ ¡¾Race: Human¡¿ ¡¾Age: 16¡¿ ¡¾Talent: Elven Sovereign''s Legacy: From birth, she bore the Regal Bone of the Ancients, a powerful relic of her Elven heritage. Although she has lost this bone due to various circumstances, her cultivation and strength still surpass that of her peers.¡¿ ¡¾Talent: Unknown, Unknown...¡¿ ¡¾Background: Unknown¡¿ This character card didn¡¯t have much information, but notably, the phrase ¡°Elven Sovereign¡¯s Legacy¡± was in purple! After some exploration, he found that blue attributes were exceedingly rare, with most characters sporting blue, teal, or even white attributes. Her purple talent must belong to the highest tier! Despite losing her **Regal Bone of the Ancients**, she still had a purple talent¡ªwhat must she have been like before losing it?! Would she be able to recover it later? That would mean even more power! Elvynna was indeed a five-star character, a top-tier one! Her traits aligned perfectly with his desires, and her capabilities were outstanding¡ªwhat more could he ask for? She was the one! Full speed ahead! It goes without saying that he would nurture her well; ideally, he¡¯d capture her heart and make her his wife! --- Meanwhile, in Aelsryel, in a run-down little courtyard, a stunningly beautiful yet cold-faced girl stared in astonishment at the panel before her, murmuring softly. ¡°Queen Ascendance Program? What is this?¡±£¨The female lead''s system is different from the male lead''s; hers is a subordinate version, similar to how his is a master while hers is a servant. Keep reading, and you''ll find it''s actually quite exciting.£© Her voice was clear and melodious, like the tinkling of a crystal chime£¬ quite distinctive. She was none other than the girl possessing the **Elven Sovereign''s Legacy**, Elvynna. Originally studying magic at home, Elvynna suddenly found a cold mechanical voice echoing in her mind. ¡¾Queen Ascendance Program: Bound! Would the host like to start the game?¡¿ She instinctively selected to start the game. ¡¾In the thirty-sixth year of the Dawnstar Dynasty, your power has reached the level of Practitioner, rapidly surpassing your peers.¡¿ ¡¾Both the Aelsryel government and the Starlight Academy of Magic favor you; your future seems bright.¡¿ ¡¾But little do you know, a vast conspiracy concerning you is quietly brewing.¡¿ A conspiracy concerning me? Interesting, I want to see what you have to say. Elvynna¡¯s beautiful eyes narrowed, deep in thought. Although her talent was exceptional, Aelsryel was the largest city-state in the southwest. This place was home to nearly ten million people, bustling and vibrant! Among them, countless prodigies existed! Not to mention, within the **Starlight Academy of Magic**, there were numerous individuals who could rival her! Without power or influence, an orphan without background, why would she be involved in any grand conspiracy? ¡¾Many geniuses within the Starlight Academy of Magic have been disappearing one after another, yet the instructors and the headmaster seem unfazed...¡¿ Geniuses disappearing at the magic academy? Elvynna furrowed her brow, recalling that she had indeed heard rumors of students and teachers vanishing lately... Could it be that a grand conspiracy is truly unfolding? ¡¾Feeling deeply threatened, you decide to remain indoors and work hard to enhance your strength in preparation for what¡¯s to come. Just then, an unfamiliar mundane citizen unexpectedly pays a visit.¡¿ Following this text, a beautifully rendered character illustration of the citizen Eirik appeared before Elvynna. In the image, Eirik wore tattered linen but bore a gentle smile, his gaze tinged with mystery. His appearance was strikingly handsome, enough to make countless young girls swoon. But Elvynna merely glanced at him a few more times. He was just a mundane who couldn¡¯t learn magic; what good was being handsome if it couldn''t feed him...? Suddenly, her gaze sharpened as she noticed a line of small text beneath the illustration. ¡¾Fortune: Mysterious Visitor¡¿ Fortune? Wasn¡¯t it said that this guy was just a mundane citizen? As a Practitioner mage, why would my encounter with him be labeled as fortune? With a belly full of confusion, Elvynna quickly clicked on Eirik¡¯s profile, and a series of messages appeared before her. --- 2: The First Round of the Game Begins! In this world, the path of magic is divided into many tiers. Ordinary people, referred to as Muggles, aren¡¯t entirely powerless; if they can strengthen their bodies continuously, they can become Stalwarts, with a total of nine sub-levels. Reaching level 9 grants them immense strength, making them nearly invulnerable to weapons. Among Muggles, they can even take on the role of a minor leader! But those who surpass Stalwart level 9 are known as Mages! No matter how powerful a Stalwart is, they remain just a Muggle, relying solely on brute force. Once one becomes a Mage Practitioner, the game changes entirely. Manipulating elemental forces, flying, conjuring fire, attacking souls¡ªstanding from a distance, a Mage can effortlessly take down a Stalwart. This is the power of a Mage! To many Muggles, achieving the status of Mage Practitioner seems akin to being invincible, a god-like existence. Currently, Elvynna stands as a master Mage Practitioner. Meanwhile, this ordinary citizen, Eirik, hasn¡¯t even reached Stalwart level 1. This guy boldly seeks out a "magic scholar," displaying an audacity that leaves Elvynna intrigued. She quickly checks his profile. **¡¾Name: Eirik¡¿ ¡¾Race: Human¡¿ ¡¾Rank: Ordinary Person¡¿ ¡¾Profession: Unemployed Citizen¡¿ ¡¾Achievements: None¡¿ ¡¾Talent: Ordinary person unable to learn magic (White)¡¿ ¡¾Talent: Perspective and insights from another world lead to unexpected choices (Purple)¡¿ ¡¾Talent: Blessed with luck, he attracts elemental forces. Those around him find peace and longevity, while Mages learn magic faster and absorb elemental energy more effectively (Gold)¡¿** ¡°This ordinary person can attract elemental forces?!¡± Elvynna is astonished, feeling a mix of excitement and regret. What a pity for Eirik! With the potential to attract elemental energy, he¡¯s still unable to learn magic. If only he could, he would be a genius! Now, she thinks, as long as she keeps him nearby, her own magical studies will accelerate¡ªwhat a boon this is! Indeed, that hint wasn¡¯t wrong; meeting him is indeed a stroke of fortune! She decides to take him on as her attendant. ¡¡ ¡¾Congratulations, you have unlocked a new identity: Magic Scholar''s Attendant.¡¿ Eirik sees the notification pop up and feels a rush of joy. Haha, the first step in winning over my wife has been a success! Beneath the notification, a new character illustration appears, depicting a more noble-looking version of himself in elegant attire. ¡°This is way more impressive than those shabby rags I wore before.¡±Eirik nods in approval. He soon realizes that being the Magic Scholar¡¯s attendant is incredibly easy. His only job is to watch Elvynna as she studies magic, or even just sit around and occasionally take a nap. She¡¯s incredibly lenient with him¡ªdoesn¡¯t demand much, and every month, he gets paid generously. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! The silver coins he receives is far more than what stars in brothels earn. In his previous life, it¡¯s at least the equivalent of making $100,000 a month. ¡°Wait a minute, have I struck it rich with a wealthy woman? At least let me do something in return¡ªI''d be fine just keeping her company or even sharing a bed. Not doing anything feels like a guilty conscience¡¡± However, remembering this is just a game, it all feels justified. Haha, not only will I enjoy her resources, but I¡¯ll also tease her! Living off someone feels so good! Of course, being experienced with these types of simulation games, Eirik knows that being overly aggressive doesn¡¯t work. As an ordinary person, he can¡¯t afford to push too hard. He has to build up affection first, starting with gifts and small acts of kindness. Only then can he smoothly advance to the next level¡ At this moment, Elvynna, sitting cross-legged at home, furrows her brow, sensing that this game character seems to have ulterior motives. But when it comes to matters of romance, she¡¯s disinterested, her mind solely focused on studying magic. She promptly ignores it. Soon, a message catches her attention. **¡¾After three years of diligent study, your power has surged, reaching level 2 as a Mage Practitioner. Your elemental energy is now highly concentrated, and you¡¯ve successfully advanced! Your realization is¡¡¿** Three years, and I¡¯ve already leveled up to 2? Based on her original estimates, it would take her at least six or even ten years to break through to level 2. Yet, in the game, it only took three years? This citizen named Eirik is indeed useful! What¡¯s more, that series of insights she gains from the game, once read in reality, illuminates many of her previously perplexing magical studies, giving her a profound sense of clarity. ¡°This isn¡¯t just an ordinary game; it¡¯s predicting the future? Like a form of prophecy? No, this seems even more advanced than prophecy!¡± Elvynna¡¯s heart races as she clenches her fists, realizing she may have encountered a significant opportunity. Where else would one find such detailed prophetic insights? ¡°Interesting, I¡¯ll continue studying magic!¡± She opens her menu and chooses to engage in closed-door learning once more from options like traveling, visiting the academy, or studying privately. Continuing to study magic could lead to even more insights! Even Eirik¡¯s request to go out and expand his horizons is swiftly declined. ¡°My wife is quite the homebody; she only knows how to stay indoors and never thinks about going out!¡± Seeing his request rejected, Eirik feels a bit dejected. Of course, although he¡¯s turned down for companionship, he can still venture out on his own. However, the system warns him that since Elvynna is studying magic, leaving will diminish her fondness for him. ¡°Fine, I won¡¯t go out. Playing this game is all about maximizing experiences. I¡¯ll just spend time with you until your fondness for me is fully maxed out!¡± Eirik mutters to himself as he begins his next round of charm offensive. And so, five more years pass. In this close proximity of a lonely man and woman, Eirik often flatters her. By now, one would expect even the coldest of hearts to thaw, but Eirik feels that Elvynna remains as wooden as ever, fixated solely on learning magic¡ Could it be that the magic she studies is some kind of Iron Maiden magic?! Of course, he¡¯s not entirely without his gains. Their relationship has deepened steadily, evolving from strangers to close acquaintances. Yet, her cool demeanor makes it challenging to cultivate a closer bond. With that thought, Eirik feels more balanced. If this continues, he¡¯s confident they¡¯ll eventually progress from acquaintances to something more¡ **¡¾Elvynna¡¯s strength has skyrocketed, earning her a top three finish in the academy¡¯s magical competition, gaining widespread acclaim.¡¿** **¡¾Due to the academy¡¯s competition, Elvynna has caught the attention of petty rivals, but her proud personality leads her to ignore them.¡¿** **¡¾Your stay at her home has been discovered by some envious individuals, and rumors about you and Elvynna begin to spread.¡¿** **¡¾A younger student from Starlight Academy of Magic, Pixie Ravenshadow, notices your unique qualities and specifically visits you, offering 300 Elemental Stones to purchase you.¡¿** ??? What¡¯s this? They want to buy me for 300 Elemental Stones?! Am I being treated as a commodity now?! However, this younger student, Pixie, is quite the beauty, contrasting sharply with Elvynna¡¯s noble and aloof demeanor. Pixie is lively and quirky, with sparkling eyes that seem to speak. She¡¯s definitely Eirik¡¯s type, coming just after Elvynna. **¡¾Elvynna generously states that she respects your wishes; if you willingly choose to go with the younger student, she won¡¯t interfere. At this moment, your choice is¡¡¿** 3: His Talent is Impressive 1. "Just leave. It''s over between us, Elvynna, you cold woman." 2. "Hesitant. Pixie, three hundred Elemental Stones? Isn¡¯t that a bit too low?" 3. "Sincerely devoted. Apologies, Miss Ravenshadow, but I only wish to stand by Queen Elvynna!" Which option should he choose? Eirik rubbed his chin, deep in thought. Although this junior sister was indeed quite charming, he couldn¡¯t be fickle! He had already chosen to support Elvynna, investing so much time to deepen their bond. To suddenly give that up? Absolutely not! It had to be option 3! Moreover, Eirik keenly noticed a subtle expression on Elvynna¡¯s face in the illustration. She smiled warmly at him, yet her posture was slightly stiff; it was clear she didn¡¯t want him to leave. Putting feelings aside, just the fact that he could accelerate her training was reason enough for her to keep him close. Her generous words about respecting Eirik''s wishes were merely for show; she had no intention of letting him go. After all, junior sister Pixie had once done her a favor. How could she refuse a benefactor¡¯s request? So, she feigned a magnanimous attitude while secretly passing the ball back to Eirik. Even sneaking a glance at him when Pixie wasn¡¯t looking, her eyes betrayed a hint of anxiety. If Eirik really did leave with the junior sister, by nightfall, Elvynna might regret it, clutching her blanket and unable to sleep. "Miss Ravenshadow, you jest! I am already devoted to Queen Elvynna!" Eirik stepped forward, speaking calmly. *Ding! Your bond with Elvynna has deepened.* The system''s notification chimed in just in time. He hadn¡¯t made the wrong choice after all! For Eirik, who had played countless games in his past life, this decision was a piece of cake! Elvynna sighed in relief, quickly turning to Pixie with an apologetic smile. "Haha, look at you taking it so seriously! I was just joking. It¡¯s clear this lad has won your favor, Junior. Why would Pip try to steal him away?" The junior sister giggled, her eyes tinged with envy. Elvynna¡¯s magical prowess had recently skyrocketed; it must be thanks to him! Meanwhile, in a small courtyard in Aelsryel, Elvynna observed Eirik¡¯s choice in the game, feeling quite pleased. "This lad is quite loyal. I¡¯ll have to reward him later¡" Elvynna smiled brightly, whispering to herself. *Elvynna is very satisfied with your response and has decided to reward you once the junior sister leaves.* ? Could it be the kind of reward I¡¯m hoping for?! Does this game really have R18 content?! Now that¡¯s something to look forward to. After a wait, the quirky junior sister finally took her leave. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.Elvynna''s expression grew serious as she turned to Eirik and said slowly, "Actually, even without talent, one can still learn magic. Yesterday, I purchased a special grimoire from Master J..." No talent, yet still able to learn magic?! Eirik instantly became excited. Though it wasn¡¯t the kind of reward he¡¯d initially expected, it was still fantastic! In this alternate world, not being able to learn magic felt unacceptable. Moreover, the game demanded that Eirik assist the heroine in becoming the strongest queen; it was said that once a magic scholar reached the pinnacle, their lifespan could rival that of the gods! To help someone become the strongest magical queen was far beyond the lifespan of an ordinary person, making it impossible to accomplish in just a few short decades. At that moment, Elvynna retrieved a silver coin from her magical storage, handing it to Eirik. This wasn¡¯t just any ordinary silver coin; it was a special magical item capable of storing information! Contained within was the very grimoire she had mentioned earlier! Elvynna clearly understood this, so upon hearing about Master J''s methods, she quickly bought it. Today, Eirik had made the right choice; otherwise, he would have missed the chance to learn magic! As he took the coin in hand, Eirik noticed a line of tiny letters appearing on its surface. *Grimoire of Arcane Mastery* That name sounded quite impressive. ... *Congratulations! Your patron Eirik has gained a new talent. Would you like to check it?* On the other side, Elvynna noticed a new system notification appearing before her. She quickly opened Eirik¡¯s panel and saw a new line of blue text in his talent section. *Magic Apprentice: By relying on a special magical tome, can barely learn magic. Normally, one would be deemed mediocre, but due to his unique physique, he can attract elemental energy, potentially comparable to an ordinary magic scholar.* This talent was rated white. *Talent: Able to absorb surrounding elemental energy... Elemental Absorption level +1* Elvynna keenly observed that Eirik¡¯s golden Elemental Absorption talent had gained an additional "+1." "According to the system¡¯s explanation, this number represents enhancement levels. The stronger he becomes, the more this talent will grow... Does this mean that as long as I continue to nurture him, my training speed will accelerate even more?!" Elvynna¡¯s eyes sparkled; she was beginning to discover the joys of nurturing! "I don''t need these Elemental Stones; keep them all! Focus on learning magic and don¡¯t let this Grimoire of Arcane Mastery go to waste!" Elvynna spoke coldly to Eirik. "Wow, this wife is too generous! Giving me so many Elemental Stones¡ªshe¡¯s really investing in me..." Eirik felt a surge of emotions. Despite Elvynna¡¯s usual icy demeanor, she truly was kind to him! Elemental Stones were essentially currency, and with the ability to absorb them, he could speed up his learning of magic. How could he possibly pass that up? Her flimsy excuse sounded laughably absurd... *With your assistance, patron Eirik¡¯s progress has been swift, surpassing that of a typical newcomer. Today, he finally broke through barriers, reaching the rank of Magic Practitioner!* Elvynna was sparing no expense, foregoing her own Elemental Stones just to help Eirik level up. Under her diligent care, within about two years of game time, Eirik leaped nine small levels of Stalwart, directly advancing to Magic Practitioner! Upon reaching Magic Practitioner, Eirik discovered he had unlocked a new skin. *Eirik: Master of Arcane Power* In the image, he radiated with elemental energy, his hair and beard flowing dramatically; he looked breathtakingly handsome, so much so that he felt shy to even look at himself. "Not bad, very not bad!" On the other side, Elvynna gazed at Eirik¡¯s new appearance with admiration, observing him for quite some time. And indeed, Eirik¡¯s Elemental Absorption talent had progressed, now reaching +15. Elvynna could feel that if she studied magic alongside Eirik, the speed of their learning would undergo a significant leap! Before long, she reached Magic Practitioner level 5! Level 5 At level 5, it felt as though she could converse with the world; the elemental power she could wield was no longer limited to her own body but could draw from the elemental energies present in the air, rendering her incredibly powerful¡ª Even the many tutors at the academy paled in comparison! This exhilarating sensation was simply incredible! "I wonder if there¡¯s a citizen named Eirik in Aelsryel..." In reality, Elvynna pondered, resting her chin in thought. 4: The first cycle ends. *Time is lost, it has been eleven years since you met Elvynna. You¡¯ve been so engrossed in studying magic that you even forgot to celebrate Christmas¡* *You¡¯ve broken through to Practitioner Lv2!* *Another spring has arrived, marking your fifteenth year as Elvynna¡¯s apprentice. The peach saplings you planted together have grown into towering trees, providing shade in summer and bountiful fruit in autumn¡* *You¡¯ve broken through to Practitioner Lv3!* *In your sixteenth year together, the neighbor¡¯s little brat has blossomed into a graceful young lady, awakening her first feelings of love¡ and you¡¯ve reached Practitioner Lv5!* Two breakthroughs in one year? Eirik felt a surge of excitement. Elvynna has also achieved Practitioner Lv9, becoming an Elemental Mage! In this moment, she could summon elemental giants, her power transcending the ordinary! Yet, she seemed to be hitting a bottleneck, unable to advance to the next significant realm beyond Practitioner: the Savant! Indeed, the major magical realms in this world are Stalwart, Practitioner, and Savant! As for whether there are realms beyond Savant? It¡¯s likely, but Eirik doesn¡¯t know for now. *"After sixteen years, I¡¯ve assisted Elvynna to Practitioner Lv9¡"* It seems commendable, but he felt the pace was a bit slow. He had promised to help Elvynna become the next Elf Empress. This might just be the beginning! *"Just as Elvynna is stuck at a bottleneck, I should suggest we go out and gain some experience, perhaps tackle the next dungeon."* Eirik pondered. *"Going out for training sounds perfect!"* Elvynna was eager to explore; despite the rich knowledge she had gained in the game, she had never ventured into the outside world. How far could this simulated projection technique take them? Elvynna felt a thrill of anticipation. However, the upcoming events would far exceed both her and Eirik''s expectations! **In the seventeenth year, a great crisis erupted in Aelsryel City.** *Special seeds buried underground had been watered with the blood of geniuses for decades, and finally, an ancient divine tree rose, its branches casting a shadow over half of Aelsryel City, instantly draining the blood of a vast majority of its citizens!* Behind these words was a shocking illustration of a terrifying tree, erupting violently from the city, its branches piercing through ordinary people and scholars like serpents! ?? What¡¯s this? An ancient divine tree? A great opportunity has arrived?! Eirik¡¯s heart raced; in games and novels, such ancient divine trees usually bestow treasures upon the protagonist! However, this tree seemed sinister¡ªit was more akin to a demonic tree. Notably, this divine tree appeared to be nourished by the blood of geniuses. Eirik recalled that Elvynna had mentioned some talented students from the Starlight Academy of Magic had gone missing over the years. The academy had done little to intervene. That¡¯s why Elvynna preferred to study magic in seclusion rather than venture out. With Eirik¡¯s ability to accelerate magic learning, it made her secluded study far more beneficial than exploration. *"I thought studying in seclusion would help us avoid disaster, but I never imagined it would escalate to this point¡"* At that moment, Elvynna¡¯s heart raced as she gazed at the shocking scene in the game. In reality, talented students continued to disappear from the Starlight Academy. If these projections were true, then someone was indeed nurturing this demonic tree with the blood of geniuses?! Moreover, it filled Elvynna with dread: This demonic tree fed on human flesh, far from a typical monster¡ªit was likely a harbinger from the treacherous realms! If this creature fully matured, it wouldn''t just be Aelsryel City in peril; countless lives would be at stake. Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.The entire northern region could become a forbidden area of the demonic realm. A new forbidden zone manifesting among mortals would surely lead to devastation¡ Meanwhile, within the game, numerous scholars had begun to attack the demonic tree. In an instant, the entire city of Aelsryel was filled with elemental power, creating an immense and terrifying spectacle. Sadly, these scholars stood no chance against the demonic tree. Every branch of the tree was like a sword, seemingly possessing its own consciousness, easily fending off the city''s mages. What¡¯s worse, its vitality appeared endless; even when severed, it would regenerate instantly. Many scholars attacked for long, suffering heavy losses, yet the demonic tree remained unscathed. In fact, after absorbing the blood and flesh of numerous scholars, its form grew even larger, nearly enveloping the massive city of millions! *"This tree¡ must have reached the legendary Savant Lv2, an immortal body!"* Someone exclaimed in horror. Savant Lv2?! Eirik¡¯s heart sank; this was serious. His own strength was merely Practitioner Lv3, and though Elvynna was powerful, she was only at Practitioner Lv9, while this being was a Savant of the second rank, an immortal! No wonder it slaughtered the citizens as if they were mere cattle! *"Looks like we need to fall back and let the NPCs handle this. Perhaps we can find a way to survive¡"* Eirik muttered quietly, but what he didn¡¯t expect was¡ **Elvynna, unwilling to witness the slaughter of innocents, charged towards the demonic tree, engaging it in a fierce battle.** *She summoned numerous elemental giants, each colossal enough to crush a mountain, yet the demonic tree was even more fearsome. From its trunk, enchanting melodies resonated, the demonic music echoing through the skies, shaking hearts and souls alike, as if threatening to shatter the very essence of the city''s inhabitants¡* *The battle between the two, one human and one tree, caused the skies to seem on the brink of shattering, with elemental forces clashing¡* *Ultimately, Elvynna was no match for the demonic tree, and her body was cleaved apart by its razor-like branches.* *Your chosen future empress has fallen in battle, leaving you heartbroken. At this moment, your choices are¡* ??? She¡¯s dead?! Eirik was stunned, thinking the appearance of this tree heralded a great opportunity, yet the heroine had perished?! After years of nurturing her, she was gone in mere moments? Eirik had a million curses to unleash, but he couldn¡¯t help but admire Elvynna. Knowing she stood no chance against the demonic tree, she still stepped forward. Such valor was truly commendable. Now, Eirik faced three choices. *¡¾1. Survive, seeking refuge with junior sister Pixie, whose esteemed lineage might provide a way out of the city.¡¿* *¡¾2. Life and death together. Heartbroken, you choose to end your own life.¡¿* *¡¾3. Charging forward, you follow her will, battling the demonic tree until the last moment.¡¿* Forget it; if my wife is gone, how can I survive alone? This game was meant to assist the heroine in becoming an empress. Though the first option might lead to a new heroine, he had barely held Elvynna¡¯s hand; giving up now felt too wasteful. Eirik sighed deeply; he had to take on that tree. If he was to die, so be it. At worst, he could restart the game. Next time, he¡¯d definitely seek revenge on that tree! *¡°You watched as Elvynna perished, heartbroken and resolute, you followed her path, charging towards the demonic tree, ultimately meeting a tragic end¡¡±* *Game over.* Just like that, he was dead? It felt rather swift. *"That demonic tree must be the first boss of the game, right? Dying once is normal; I¡¯ll need to be cautious next time and eliminate the tree before it fully matures."* The game¡¯s conclusion screen soon appeared before Eirik. *¡¾Your first life has ended, and your achievements are rated as white.¡¿* Achievement levels seem to come in many colors; gold and purple being the best, while white is the worst. He received a white rating this time, indicating a poor performance. Well, it was his first playthrough. *¡¾Name: Eirik¡¿* *¡¾Your early life was filled with poverty and abandonment, merely a useless citizen. Though your later years led you to the path of a magic scholar, your talent limited your potential.¡¿* *¡¾In the catastrophe caused by the demonic tree sweeping through the north, you heroically perished, becoming dust, forgotten by the world.¡¿* *¡¾Overall image: A mere insect of another world¡¿* *"Insect¡"* Eirik stared at the term for quite a while; the system''s evaluation felt harsh. *¡¾Settlement Reward: Mirror of the First Life¡¿* A mirror? What is this? Curious, Eirik quickly clicked on the system¡¯s description. *[One Life Mirror: Can reflect real-life talents in the simulation, duration: twelve hours.] Huh? So after all that, this is just a regular mirror? I don¡¯t have any talents in reality, so this item is practically useless, right? Even a direct transfer of the memories from this simulation would¡¯ve been nice. That Grimoire of Arcane Mastery was something he really desired! ¡°Maybe it¡¯s due to the low score? I need to try again, definitely aiming for a higher rating this time!¡± Eirik pondered quietly. The system had previously hinted that the higher the score, the more abundant the rewards. There were even legendary magical traits and rare spellbooks he could potentially earn. This time, though, the white achievement level was indeed quite low. 5:He’s willing to die for me! "After I die, Eirik will surprisingly be so heartbroken that he follows me into the void." On the other side, Elvynna watched Eirik in the game, a desperate figure drenched in blood, yearning for death. Her emotions swirled within her. In these past few hours of gameplay, she had thought Eirik was nothing but a cowardly fool, always cracking jokes and making nonsensical comments. Elvynna expected that if she were to perish, he would simply hide away, seeking to survive at all costs. But instead, the outcome was starkly different... It seemed she had underestimated him! This loyal retainer was willing to lay down his life for her! The thought stirred a wave of emotion in Elvynna. This magical world was merciless; people schemed against one another, each seeking power and strength, often resulting in deadly betrayals. Yet here was this retainer, ready to die for her... [The simulation has ended. Would you like to acquire the related memories?] More memories? Elvynna¡¯s eyes lit up with excitement. In the simulation, even though she ultimately met her end in battle, she had achieved the realm of Practitioner LV9! Yet, she herself was only Practitioner LV1! It was worth noting that even the mentors at the magic academy were merely Practitioner LV5 or LV6. LV9 was a level reserved for ancient masters! Acquiring the memories from the simulation felt akin to inheriting the legacy of an elder! "Of course, I want to obtain them!" As she silently willed this, Elvynna felt a colossal wave of memories crashing into her mind. After a moment of silence, she slowly opened her eyes, a faint redness creeping in as a deep ache settled in her heart. The memories were far more vivid than any game experience. It was as if she had lived through those years¡ªplanting peach saplings with Eirik, watching them grow day by day, season after season. For over a decade, she had been cold and distant, yet deep down, she could not deny her emotions. Ultimately, that cowardly man had, after her demise, transformed into a hero, following her into the unknown. ¡¾Game Over¡¿ ¡¾You had a heavenly talent but were betrayed by a villain, losing the Regal Bone of the Ancients. You fought valiantly against darkness in the north, a brief but brilliant highlight of your life.¡¿ ¡¾Achievement Level: Blue.¡¿ ¡¾Overall Image: Newcomer in the Magical Realm.¡¿ The Blue Achievement Level was just slightly above Eirik¡¯s White Level. As for being labeled a newcomer in the magical realm, it left Elvynna feeling somewhat disheartened. She was at Practitioner LV9, practically a legendary figure in the academy, yet she was still considered a newbie?! But this magical world was vast, and the fabled Emperor was said to possess the ability to disrupt the cosmic flow. Being merely Practitioner LV9 and called a newcomer wasn¡¯t entirely unjustified. Moreover, the assessment noted that she was betrayed by a villain and lost the Regal Bone of the Ancients, a matter from her childhood she had never shared with anyone. It seemed the simulation was impressively insightful... Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! "One more round! Just one more round!" Elvynna bit her teeth, resolved to play through the night if need be! ¡¾A strange ordinary citizen suddenly visits¡¡¿ Just moments after restarting the simulation, the familiar prompt appeared again. Elvynna smiled slightly. "Finally! This time, I¡¯ll give you the Grimoire of Arcane Mastery directly, saving you 8 years¡¯s worth of trouble¡" ¡¾You have become a retainer of the magic scholar Elvynna, who is quite pleased with your talent and gifts you the Grimoire of Arcane Mastery.¡¿ On the other side, Eirik was taken aback by the system prompt. Why was this NPC giving out items so early? But he brushed it off, feeling happy nonetheless. In his previous life, he had only received the magical tome after eight years of knowing Elvynna. Now, getting it eight years early meant they could reach even greater heights together. Perhaps Elvynna would become a Savant. By then, even if that cursed tree sprouted, she would have the strength to fight back. He might even be able to assist her! Of course, Eirik believed it was best to nip this in the bud. Waiting until that demon tree matured before confronting it was too risky; it would be better to find it while it was still a seed and eliminate it! This Starlight Academy of Magic had been losing talents at an alarming rate, indicating something was amiss. ¡¾Eirik expresses his desire to join the Starlight Academy of Magic, cryptically mentioning that there are hidden dangers within the academy and that you should be cautious.¡¿ "¡" On the other side, Elvynna stared at the prompt, feeling bewildered. What was going on?! Wasn¡¯t this guy just an ordinary citizen? How did he know about the hidden dangers at the magic academy?! Elvynna immediately asked in the game, "I¡¯ve heard that many geniuses have been disappearing from the magic academy lately. Although I¡¯m just an ordinary person, I know this is anything but normal." Had word of this spread to the common folk? Elvynna was taken aback. Thinking back, this matter had stirred quite a commotion during her last simulation, but she hadn¡¯t paid it much mind. She had assumed that hiding away to study magic would keep her safe. ¡¾Elvynna agrees to recommend you for the Starlight Academy of Magic but bluntly tells you that with your talent, you could never become a formal student, and even becoming an outer Acolyte would be challenging. Do you still wish to proceed?¡¿ Of course, she wanted to go! ¡¾You joined the Starlight Academy of Magic and became an Acolyte. As you are not a formal student, you don¡¯t even have the privilege to attend magic lectures. Fortunately, with Elvynna as your ally, you face little hardship.¡¿ Finally, he had joined this place; now it was time to study magic while investigating thoroughly! Eirik opened the map and information for the Starlight Academy of Magic, studying intently. The academy was located north of Aelsryel City, and within its bounds lay vast hidden spaces, consisting of nine peaks. Each peak was imbued with spatial magic, making them extraordinarily expansive. If someone were to cause trouble and secretly cultivate a demon tree, these secluded peaks would serve as a perfect hideout. Among them, the third peak bore the most suspicion. The peak¡¯s master, Gideon Ravenshadow, had once been tempted by demons, learning their dark arts. Later, he purged the demonic power from within him, rediscovering elemental magic and rapidly increasing his strength, eventually being accepted into the Starlight Academy as one of its mentors. "Once mingling with demons, now redeemed? Yet many rumors claim he never completely relinquished his demonic powers. He¡¯s a figure feared by all within the Starlight Academy¡ Regardless of whether it¡¯s him, I should start the investigation with him." Eirik muttered to himself. Moreover, he noticed that Gideon was actually from the same family as the junior, Pixie. Gideon Ravenshadow was Pixie''s uncle. The Ravenshadow family was a lineage of magic scholars with significant influence in the Starlight Academy. ¡¾During your first year at the Starlight Academy of Magic, you managed to secure a position at the third peak, frequently accessing its secrets. Unfortunately, you didn¡¯t uncover any useful clues; your lowly status barely allowed you to meet Gideon.¡¿ ¡¾In your second year at the Starlight Academy of Magic, you made notable progress, reaching Stalwart Level 5, a rare achievement among Acolytes, garnering some attention.¡¿ ¡¾Yet, you still failed to uncover any clues regarding the third peak.¡¿ ¡¾Due to your regular presence at the third peak, junior Pixie noticed you. After learning about your relationship with Elvynna, she invited you to join her faction.¡¿ Whoa, wasn¡¯t this just like in the first life? The junior truly loved to poach! But sorry, I¡¯m already Elvynna¡¯s retainer; don¡¯t tempt me! ¡¾Pixie, seeing your refusal, only smiled and said sweetly, "You¡¯re investigating the Ravenshadow family, aren¡¯t you? Sadly, the missing geniuses have nothing to do with my uncle. However, I know other critical leads. If you want to know, why not join me?"¡¿ Elvynna and he had tirelessly investigated, yet they found nothing, while Pixie seemed to know the clues already! It wasn¡¯t that she was smarter; she was simply backed by a powerful family, with access to far more information than these two ordinary scholars. Switching to the junior was a tempting option, but Eirik pondered deeply and decided against it. He¡¯d be damned if he just abandoned Elvynna! Besides, he wanted to pursue the path of a regular scholar, continuously growing stronger; there would be time to explore the noble route later! 6: Golden Talent! Eirik''s refusal of Pixie, the younger student, was not without reason¡ªhe had confidence. Though the investigation was stuck in a deadlock, a breakthrough was imminent. He remembered clearly that during the first playthrough, there was a famous genius at the academy, a druid by the name of Mask. According to the timeline, Mask was going to disappear tomorrow. If he followed Mask closely, he was bound to uncover something, maybe even witness the mastermind firsthand. Even if he died, it didn¡¯t matter¡ªhe could just restart the game! --- ¡¾On this day, you quietly followed Mask. He seemed to notice you, but perhaps due to your weak presence, he paid no heed and walked straight towards the desolate outskirts beyond the city.¡¿ ¡¾In the wilderness, a figure cloaked in black appeared, their face obscured by a shroud of mist. After exchanging a few words with Mask, the figure struck him down.¡¿ ¡¾Terrified, you watched from the shadows as the cloaked man used a bizarre technique, draining every last drop of blood from Mask''s body, leaving behind nothing but a withered husk. With the blood formed into a gruesome orb, the cloaked figure vanished into the night.¡¿ How did I not get discovered?! Perhaps it was because he lacked elemental power and remained perfectly still, causing the cloaked figure to overlook him. ¡¾After the black-clad figure left, you cautiously approached the husk of Mask¡¯s corpse. But just as you neared, something horrifying occurred!¡¿ ¡¾Mask¡¯s corpse suddenly stirred, sitting up and grabbing your throat with cold, deathly fingers. You struggled in vain, but as you teetered on the edge of death, Mask seemed to regain some clarity, his eyes opening slowly.¡¿ "Hahaha! Who would have thought... that I, the great druid, would meet such a fate!'''' ¡¾Mask''s voice rang out, filled with bitterness and despair as he laughed maniacally.¡¿ It turned out that though Mask¡¯s blood had been drained, an ancient artifact hidden within him allowed him to cling to life¡ªbarely. Knowing his end was near, he pulled a small, unassuming gray orb from his clothes and handed it to you, asking you to grow strong and avenge him. ¡¾The one who killed me... his name is Reginald Ashford...¡¿ Reginald Ashford?! The black-clad figure was named Reginald Ashford? Eirik¡¯s heart skipped a beat. That name wasn¡¯t unfamiliar to him. This was the duchy of Aelsryel, and Reginald Ashford was none other than the Duke of Dawnstar¡ªthe Crimson Frost Duke! So, the cursed demon tree was the work of Duke Ashford¡¯s estate? No wonder the Magic Academy had remained silent about the disappearances of so many students. Were they afraid? Or were they simply unwilling to act? ¡¾Congratulations, you have obtained the Ancient Arcane Fruit...¡¿ You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. Eirik was about to brush off the notification, but something caught his eye¡ªthe name of the item was highlighted in gold. Given how this game worked, anything in gold was bound to be extraordinary! He hurriedly checked the item¡¯s details. ¡¾Arcane Fruit: Grown from the mysterious trees of the demon realm, it is said to bloom and bear fruit only once every thirty thousand years. When consumed, it grants different miraculous effects based on the individual.¡¿ ¡°Damn! Just reading the description, it sounds like a game-changer!¡± Mask, it seemed, had been a professional treasure-giver NPC! Eirik¡¯s mood brightened. In a game like this, the thrill came from learning magic and discovering hidden treasures, and this sudden acquisition of a powerful item felt like striking gold! Without hesitation, he consumed the Arcane Fruit. Why didn¡¯t he save it for Elvynna? Well, he wasn¡¯t a mere servant. If he could defeat enemies on his own, wasn¡¯t that still support? Besides, if it didn¡¯t work out, he could always find another one next time and give it to her. --- ¡¾You have consumed the Arcane Fruit.¡¿ ¡¾You feel light, your steps nimble, your body strengthened.¡¿ Hmm, the effect seems underwhelming¡ ¡¾Additionally, you have gained a new talent.¡¿ What? A new talent... and it¡¯s golden?! Eirik quickly opened his character panel and found a new golden entry. ¡¾Arcane Aura: When your mind is at peace, you radiate an aura of arcane energy. Anyone within your aura will experience significantly enhanced magic comprehension, increasing the chances of learning purple and golden spells by fivefold!¡¿ The description even came with a breathtaking illustration: a group of elves, succubi, and other mythical creatures gathered around a towering, ancient tree, its branches so vast they seemed to reach beyond the world itself. Could this be the legendary Arcane Tree... or even the World Tree? ¡°Ah, another support skill! Seems I¡¯m destined to be the tree... But with this, Elvynna¡¯s magic studies might reach unimaginable heights.¡± Eirik was quite satisfied with his choice to consume the fruit. Meanwhile, Elvynna, busy with her magic studies, suddenly noticed something new in Eirik¡¯s status. ¡°What? How did he suddenly gain a golden talent out of nowhere?!¡± Elvynna was shocked. Over time, she had learned just how precious golden talents were. Most geniuses only ever achieved purple-tier talents, such as her own incomplete Elven Heritage. Had she not lost the Regal Bone of the Ancients, she might have had a golden talent herself. There were few in the entire academy with golden talents, and yet Eirik now had two of them! Clicking on the description of his new golden talent, Elvynna¡¯s eyes widened, her hands trembling slightly. ¡°Studying magic near him increases the chance of comprehending golden and purple spells by fivefold?!¡± She quickly sent a message using her communication magic, urgently calling Eirik back. She couldn¡¯t wait to try studying magic under the influence of his new aura. But when Eirik returned to her little courtyard at the academy, Elvynna¡¯s face flushed. She had realized that in order to make use of his new talent, she would have to stay within a very close proximity¡ªjust a few centimeters from him, in fact. ¡°Does this mean... I¡¯ll have to be... hugging him?¡± Her cheeks burned with embarrassment. ¡°Forget it! For the sake of magic, it¡¯s a sacrifice I¡¯ll have to make. In just a few years, that cursed demon tree will rise, and I can¡¯t afford to hesitate.¡± Gritting her teeth, Elvynna prepared to begin her magic studies. ¡¾Congratulations, you have unlocked the new skin: Lovers in Arcane Bond!¡¿ A beautiful illustration appeared in front of Elvynna: a poetic scene of fluttering cherry blossoms, with Eirik and her entwined beneath a massive tree, surrounded by swirling elemental forces. Eirik¡¯s appearance was so striking in the image that Elvynna found herself unable to look away. ¡°Is this really necessary? We¡¯re just studying magic, so why call it ¡®Lovers in Arcane Bond¡¯?¡± Though she grumbled, she couldn¡¯t help but admire the artwork for a few extra moments before moving on. Eirik, on the other hand, was pleasantly surprised. For so long, their relationship had been progressing slowly¡ªElvynna, ever focused on magic, had only held hands with him so far. He¡¯d expected it might take centuries for anything more, given the long lifespan of mages. But now, thanks to this golden talent, things had accelerated. Ah, the power of a golden talent indeed! Still, he couldn¡¯t let himself get too distracted. He quickly relayed the information he had gathered to Elvynna. ¡°Duke Ashford is collecting the blood of geniuses...¡± The demon tree¡ªit was all the work of Duke Ashford? Elvynna¡¯s thoughts swirled as she processed the news, shocked that Eirik, a seemingly ordinary person, had actually uncovered useful information. She herself had tried and failed to get any leads. Now, her mind was set. She had eight years to prepare, to raise her strength to the rank of **Savant Level 2**, before the demon tree appeared. Then, she would destroy it. --- In the real world, Elvynna¡¯s determination only grew stronger. ¡°I have to find him, the real Eirik!¡± After all, if everyone in the academy had a counterpart in the real world, there was no way someone like Eirik wouldn¡¯t exist as well! 7: Did We Really Get Married in the Game? ¡°The Red Frost Duke¡¯s power is at least at the level of a Practitioner Rank 5. We''re no match for him right now. It¡¯s better to focus on learning magic first and then destroy his plans later. There''s no rush.¡± As Elvynna spoke, her small hands instinctively tightened around you. Is this really about learning magic? Are you sure she''s not trying to do something else?! This is starting to feel like one of those infamous succubus training techniques! Well, of course, even if they wanted to take things further now, their relationship hadn''t developed to that stage yet. It was time to nurture their bond a bit more. After all, they already knew that the mastermind behind the scenes was the Red Frost Duke. Their main focus should be on improving their skills and then infiltrating his estate. Eirik quickly did the math: they had about eighteen years before the Demon Tree caused any major trouble. That meant they could spend a good ten years or so studying magic before taking any action. And in that time, they could also work on strengthening their relationship! ¡¾Eirik has invited you to watch a performance at the Silver Theater. Do you accept?¡¿ Meanwhile, Elvynna had received Eirik¡¯s invitation. She furrowed her brows slightly and immediately refused. "Hmph! Frivolous nonsense!" You might be oblivious, but I¡¯m not¡ªthere''s a looming disaster with that Demon Tree, so how could I possibly waste time watching a play? Elvynna shook her head. Eirik didn¡¯t give up easily though; he continued sending her invitation after invitation: Invitations to the theater, to balls, to picnics, and even scenic outings. Elvynna rejected every single one of them. Studying magic was the priority! Who has time for these distractions? Hmph! Men, they only slow down my progress in magic! But soon, she started feeling that something was off. Despite all her efforts, why was her progress in magic starting to slow down?! After a quick inspection, Elvynna was shocked to discover a little red notification on both her and Eirik¡¯s status panels. ¡¾Warning! Due to repeatedly declining your companion¡¯s invitations, your relationship has significantly deteriorated. Magic learning speed and aura effects are reduced by 50%.¡¿ "What? How could this happen?!" Elvynna was frustrated but quickly understood why. After all, they were close companions. Continuously rejecting his invitations only made her seem rude and inconsiderate. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.With their bond weakening, it was only natural that their magic efficiency would suffer as well. "So, it turns out his talent boost is directly linked to the strength of our bond. Looks like I¡¯ll need to spend more time with him..." Elvynna frowned, feeling a bit helpless. Is there really no way around this?! All I want is to focus on my studies! ¡¾Elvynna has invited you to visit the Botanical Gardens. Do you accept?¡¿ On the other side, Eirik was on the verge of giving up on this route entirely. Damn, this woman is nothing short of a magic-obsessed maniac! Here I am, a handsome guy, holding her every day, and all she can think about is magic, magic, magic?! Just as he was about to throw in the towel, Elvynna suddenly started inviting him?! Ha, no way! I refuse! Eirik directly clicked "No." Who said he had no temper?! ¡°She rejected me?!¡± Elvynna blinked, stunned for a moment, feeling a little uneasy. She quickly sent more invitations, frantically clicking the invite button over and over. Eirik, on the other hand, was dumbfounded by the flood of notifications. Is this NPC bugging out or something? Why is she inviting me nonstop like she¡¯s possessed? Hmm... Fine. No need to argue with an NPC. Seeing how desperately she¡¯s inviting me, I¡¯ll begrudgingly accept. ¡¾You stroll through the Botanical Gardens together until nightfall. The moon is shining bright, and your bond grows deeper...¡¿ ¡¾Your relationship has significantly improved.¡¿ ¡¾You adopted a young fox together and named it Little White.¡¿ The following days passed in a steady rhythm. If they weren¡¯t studying magic together, they were out enjoying themselves. Their bond steadily increased, and their magic-learning efficiency grew faster by the day. Before they knew it, seven or eight years had passed. "Hahaha! I knew it! The deeper our bond, the stronger the aura bonus! This time, I¡¯m definitely going to reach the Savant rank and crush that Demon Tree!" In reality, Elvynna clenched her fists with excitement. But soon, something completely unexpected happened. ¡¾It was a night of beauty and romance. After a few rounds of drinks, Eirik held your hand and confessed his feelings.¡¿ Confessed his feelings? Elvynna blinked in surprise. Did he have some secret he was hiding from her? But the next second, realization struck her, and her cheeks flushed. ¡°No, no, no, no way! Is this really happening?!¡± Elvynna¡¯s face turned bright red. She had been playing this scenario purely to study magic, and now, somehow, she was being dragged into a romance?! ¡°Reject him! Reject him!¡± She frantically clicked the "Reject" button. All she cared about was magic. Everything she did was to become stronger, to become the Elf Queen! Romance? Men? Get out of the way, please! ¡¾Sorry, your bond is too strong to reject this option.¡¿ The system¡¯s response left her utterly dumbfounded. "Wha... what?! How can this be?!" Even worse, Elvynna realized that for most of those years, she had been the one initiating the invitations. Their bond had only deepened because of her! So doesn¡¯t that mean she was the one who had been chasing after this stupid guy?! ¡°Ahhh! Next time... next time I have to be careful. I¡¯ll make sure to control the level of our bond. Who wants to fall in love in a game? That¡¯s ridiculous!¡± Elvynna smacked her flushed cheeks, forming a plan in her mind. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. But what she didn¡¯t expect was that the story would take an even more embarrassing turn. ¡¾It was a night of passion and wild romance. You lay together, naked, wrapped in each other¡¯s arms.¡¿ ¡¾Congratulations, you¡¯ve unlocked a new skin: Husband and Wife Bliss.¡¿ On the screen, the two characters were shown embracing beneath a peach tree, their bodies exposed... ¡°Is... is this what I think it is?!¡± Elvynna was both shocked and mortified, pounding her bed repeatedly in frustration. ¡°This game retains memories, doesn¡¯t it? So now I¡¯ll have the memory of... of doing that with someone?!¡± Her mind was spinning, utterly overwhelmed. It seemed that in these seven or eight years, her relationship with Eirik had truly skyrocketed... 8: Breaking the Curse of the Demon Tree Elvynna was furious. Although she was a young woman, romance was the last thing on her mind. She had never entertained thoughts of marriage or anything of the sort. Her entire focus had always been on mastering magic. She was the embodiment of a career-driven mage! In her vision of the future, marriage or anything related to it was something that might happen once she had reached an unimaginable level of power¡ªif it ever happened at all. And if it did, it would be on her terms: carefully selected, thoughtfully considered, and certainly not under the bizarre circumstances she now found herself in. To make matters worse, the game had cast her in the role of pursuing someone! It was humiliating beyond words for a prodigious talent like her. Even without the **Regal Bone of the Ancients**, she was a first-rate genius. How could she be expected to play along with something so ridiculous? The thought alone made her cheeks flush with shame. It was unbearable. But she didn¡¯t have time to dwell on her embarrassment, because the game¡¯s notifications suddenly informed her of a significant power breakthrough. ¡°Strange¡ I feel like my magic mastery is improving even faster this time around¡ªat least 30%, maybe even 40% quicker than before.¡± Could this be the famed benefit of dual cultivation between men and women? Elvynna¡¯s face grew even redder. However, she quickly shook off these thoughts. Time in the game advanced swiftly, and before she knew it, seven or eight years had passed. Her strength had soared, and she had now reached **Practitioner Lv5**. It was time. Time to face the one behind all this chaos: the Crimson Frost Duke. If she didn¡¯t act, his demonic tree would ravage the land, turning the entire northwest into a barren wasteland ruled by demons. She could have chosen to flee, but that wasn¡¯t her style. Why run away when she had the chance to crush the Duke¡¯s plans and destroy the demon tree before it grew out of control? Besides, the tree¡¯s seed was undoubtedly a rare treasure. If she could acquire it and turn it into a magical artifact, it would be a huge advantage. Meanwhile, Eirik was quietly celebrating. He had managed to strengthen his relationship with Elvynna, though it was just a small step forward. Still, this was a serious magic scholar game, not one of those¡ other kinds of games. His main goal remained helping Elvynna ascend to become the Elf Queen. And standing in their way was the monstrous demon tree. Though his power still paled in comparison to Elvynna¡¯s, Eirik had reached **Practitioner Lv2**, enough to survive the coming battles. With their goals aligned, the two prepared to confront the Crimson Frost Duke. ¡¾That night, the two of you quietly infiltrate the Duke¡¯s estate.¡¿ ¡¾Using your stealth artifact and Elvynna¡¯s unique magic, you successfully slip into a hidden chamber deep within the estate.¡¿ This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. ¡¾Inside, you find the demon tree seed, carefully cultivated, and manage to steal it.¡¿ Wait, what? Just like that? The demon tree, which had been such a formidable foe in the last run, was now in his hands so easily? Eirik was surprised. Maybe this was one of the perks of being a player. He quickly discovered the seed had additional information he could examine: ¡¾Ancient Seed from the Demon Realm¡¿ ¡¾Species: Demon Flora¡¿ ¡¾Power Level: Magic Practitioner Lv2¡¿ ¡¾Innate Ability: Gathering Power (Golden) ¡ª Capable of endlessly absorbing the blood and flesh of living beings to grow. Once it takes root, all consumed energy will fuel its expansion.¡¿ ¡¾Status: Dormant¡¿ A golden ability? No wonder the tree was such a threat. With the power to consume entire regions, it made sense that it had such a powerful ability. ¡¾You¡¯ve acquired the ancient demon tree seed. What will you do next?¡¿ ¡¾1. Destroy it. The demons from the forbidden zones of the Demon Realm have always been humanity¡¯s mortal enemies.¡¿ ¡¾2. Secretly cultivate it, hoping to control its power for your own.¡¿ ¡¾3. Refine it into a powerful weapon.¡¿ Eirik quickly ruled out option two. This thing may look like a plant, but it fed on people¡ªcountless people, no less. The thought alone made him queasy. And besides, could he even trust it? Raising it would be like inviting disaster. After a brief moment of hesitation, he chose option three: to turn it into a weapon. It was safer that way¡ªno waste, no future threats. Elvynna seemed to have the same idea. They both chose option three. ¡¾The demon tree seed contains chaotic, immense energy. Refining it into a weapon will not be easy, but your persistence pays off.¡¿ ¡¾After three months of effort, you¡¯ve crafted a wooden sword hilt.¡¿ ¡¾Congratulations! You¡¯ve obtained a new item: **Demon Tree Sword (Purple)**.¡¿ Elvynna received a similar message, gaining a purple-tier sword. But when she checked its attributes, her brow furrowed. ¡¾Demon Tree Sword: Forged from the essence of a demonic tree sapling. Though only a hilt, it holds immense potential...¡¿ ¡¾Effect: Supreme Sword Aura (Golden) ¡ª Boosts spell power by 100%, reduces energy consumption by 30%.¡¿ A golden-tier effect? But then why was it still classified as purple? Eirik quickly realized why. The sword had another attribute, one shrouded in dark energy: ¡¾Curse: Demon Tree Nemesis (Black) ¡ª Having slain the demon tree, its kin have marked you. You will be hunted by the forces of the Demon Realm.¡¿ A black curse? This debuff was bad news. As Eirik processed this, an ominous warning flashed on the screen: ¡¾One night, as you study magic, a dark figure breaks into your sanctuary. The intruder reveals himself as none other than the Crimson Frost Duke!¡¿ The Duke had been hunting them ever since they stole the seed. Now, he was here to take revenge. His strength was comparable to Elvynna¡¯s, but she had the newly forged sword, which doubled her magic power. In no time, she thoroughly defeated him. But just as Eirik began to relax, an unexpected event unfolded. ¡¾As you breathe a sigh of relief, a faint dark glow seeps from the Duke¡¯s corpse and enters your body.¡¿ What? ¡¾Eirik, your mind is wracked with pain as an ancient voice echoes in your head: ¡°You thought I was defeated so easily?!¡±¡¿ It turned out the Duke¡¯s body had long been possessed by a powerful demon spirit from the forbidden zones, capable of body-snatching. ¡¾The spirit has now taken over your body, but Elvynna doesn¡¯t realize.¡¿ ¡¾The demon intends to use your form to assassinate Elvynna.¡¿ In a final act of defiance, Eirik sacrifices himself, obliterating his soul¡¯s essence to destroy the demon. And just like that, he was dead. The game was over. Though he had died, he had completed the **Demon Tree Crisis** quest and saved the world from a looming catastrophe. His final evaluation was **blue tier**, a significant improvement over his previous white tier. But the most intriguing part came next. ¡¾Congratulations, you¡¯ve obtained a special reward: **Eye of Divine Insight (Gold Tier).¡¿ Eirik¡¯s eyes lit up in excitement. Could this ability be carried into the next run? He quickly opened the description to find out. 9: The Junior Sister Shows Up at My Door ¡¾Talent: Eye of Divine Insight (Golden)¡¿ ¡¾Eye of Divine Insight, also known as the pupil filled with mysterious runes, grants astonishing abilities¡¡¿ ¡¾Legend says that the complete form of this magic could slay a Mythic Being!¡¿ A **Mythic Being**? Eirik had no idea what level a "Mythic Being" was in this world, but one thing was clear: this **Eye of Divine Insight** sounded incredibly powerful. The moment he activated this talent, Eirik felt a cool sensation wash over his eyes. Curious, he grabbed a nearby copper mirror. In his reflection, a faint golden glow now radiated from his pupils, strange and mesmerizing. Yet, with a simple thought, he could conceal the glow with ease, allowing him to blend in with ordinary folk and avoid unwanted attention. Not only that, but after gaining the **Eye of Divine Insight**, Eirik noticed subtle changes in his body. He could even sense something¡ªan energy, possibly the fabled elemental forces. ¡°Ha! This game is amazing. I just went from a nobody to a genius overnight. This feels incredible!¡± Still, just having a rare talent wasn¡¯t enough. He didn¡¯t even own a basic spellbook yet. It was time to find a proper academy, get a mentor, and start his magical journey. ¡°But which academy should I pick?¡± Eirik mulled over his options, deciding he¡¯d head out to buy a *Guide to Apprenticeship*, a common book in these lands that helped aspiring mages choose their magic school. In **Aelsryel**, where everyone dreamt of becoming a scholar of magic, books like that were easy to come by. However, before he could take more than a few steps outside his rundown little courtyard, he stopped dead in his tracks. He spotted a familiar face¡ªa young girl with a delicate figure, so frail she seemed like a strong gust of wind could topple her. Her soft features and delicate beauty could stir anyone¡¯s protective instincts. She looked lost, glancing around as if searching for someone. Eirik stared at her for a long while, his mind buzzing. ¡°This¡ this can¡¯t be! Isn¡¯t that junior Pixie?!¡± In the last two game simulations, Pixie hadn¡¯t played a major role, but she had left a deep impression on Eirik. After all, marrying her and becoming a nobleman had been a tempting prospect... ¡°I thought all the characters in that game were fictional. How is Pixie standing here in real life?¡± Eirik¡¯s heart skipped a beat. If Pixie was real, then could **Elvynna** also exist? Wait, hold on... none of these people knew about the game, so does it even matter if they''re real? Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. The real problem was that if **The Crimson Frost Duke** and the **Demon Tree** were also real, then... ¡°Does this mean that if I do nothing, eighteen years from now, that Demon Tree will wreak havoc, and I¡¯ll die because of it?¡± Damn it, this was starting to feel exactly like the game! Did this mean he would have to reach **Practitioner Lv5** in magic and destroy the tree just like Elvynna? But how could he, Eirik, possibly reach Practitioner Lv5 without any cheat tools like Elvynna had in the game? Running away might be the safest bet after all. This was real life¡ªthere were no extra lives or respawns! While Eirik stood there, lost in thought, a sweet, playful voice suddenly broke through his haze. ¡°Hee-hee! Finally, I¡¯ve found you!¡± Eirik looked up and saw Pixie standing right in front of him, her soft hand gently tugging at his sleeve, as if afraid he might escape. ¡°Excuse me, miss, who are you? And why are you looking for me?¡± Eirik¡¯s heart tightened as he asked cautiously. ¡°Hmm¡ why am I looking for you?¡±Pixie¡¯s bright eyes studied him from head to toe, a sly smile playing on her lips. ¡°Obviously, because you¡¯re incredibly talented!¡± **Talented?!** The surrounding neighbors nearly burst out laughing at Pixie¡¯s words. Talented? Eirik? The guy who couldn¡¯t read well and failed at magic? Around here, parents would often warn their children: ¡°Study hard, or you¡¯ll end up like Eirik¡ªgoing nowhere in life!¡± ¡°Miss, someone must¡¯ve misled you. This kid? Talented? Ha!¡± One of the onlookers couldn¡¯t help but shout. Pixie shook her head, her gaze still fixed on Eirik, her eyes sparkling like stars. From her hand, she produced a **magic sensing stone**. ¡°He¡¯s the one. The magic sensing stone doesn¡¯t lie.¡± Magic sensing stones were powerful artifacts, capable of detecting hidden magical potential. ¡°So that¡¯s how she found me. It must¡¯ve been the change in my talent after I got the Eye of Divine Insight,¡± Eirik thought, suddenly realizing the connection. With that realization, a faint light flashed in his eyes, the golden glow of the **Eye of Divine Insight** briefly shining through. The sight stunned everyone nearby. It was as if lightning had struck¡ªno one could find words. ¡°E-Eye of Divine Insight?!¡± Was this for real? Could it be true that this loser was the possessor of the legendary **Eye of Divine Insight**? Eirik, the famous failure of the street, had somehow become the bearer of a mythical power. The neighbors were left speechless, feeling as if they had stepped into a dream. ¡°You¡ you actually have the Eye of Divine Insight?¡± Pixie¡¯s eyes widened, gleaming with excitement as she grabbed Eirik¡¯s arm and pulled him forward. ¡°Come on, you¡¯re coming with me. My father is going to love meeting you.¡± Wait, what? Was this seriously happening? Meeting her father already? Whoa, things were moving way too fast. Eirik had a pretty good idea what Pixie meant¡ªshe was likely offering him a position as a **guest scholar** for her family, the **Ravenshadow** clan. And with the legendary Eye of Divine Insight, marrying into their noble family would probably be a breeze. Was this the start of his rise as a nobleman in real life?! But what Eirik didn¡¯t know was that not long after Pixie dragged him away, another figure arrived at the alley outside his home. ¡°Oh, you¡¯re looking for Eirik? That kid¡¯s been taken by a female mage. Looks like he¡¯s about to strike it rich,¡± the elderly neighbor commented with a sigh. That kid¡ how did he suddenly awaken the legendary Eye of Divine Insight? And now two female mages were looking for him! ¡°Taken away?¡± Elvynna¡¯s hands clenched into fists, a flash of anger lighting up her eyes. Pixie, you¡¯ve gone too far! If this were just the first simulation, Elvynna might¡¯ve let it slide after Pixie took Eirik. But after that last simulation, things were different! In that life, Eirik had been more than a partner¡ªhe had been her husband. They had fought together, lived together, and in the end, he had died for her. After his death, she had been devastated. To avenge him, she had trained relentlessly, hunting down the demons that had caused his demise. She had even heard rumors that some who died might cross the **River Styx** and be reborn! For that reason alone, she had pushed herself beyond her limits, seeking to become the strongest¡ªnot for power or glory, but to be ready for the day he returned! Sadly, without the **Regal Bone of the Ancients**, even her extraordinary potential wasn¡¯t enough to stave off the passage of time, and she passed away with regret. 10: Choose Whom You Will Follow! "Eir, look! That¡¯s our family estate just ahead," Pixie said, her smile radiant as she glanced at Eirik. Eirik raised his head and saw it: a luxurious, classical manor spread out before them. The entire estate was massive, with numerous courtyards and countless buildings, forming a labyrinthine layout that dazzled the eye. **This looks way more impressive than it did in the game!**Eirik was stunned. The Ravenshadow family truly lived up to its reputation as the foremost family of scholars in Aelsryel. Their wealth and influence were overwhelming. Pixie noticed Eirik¡¯s astonished expression and felt a sly sense of satisfaction. ¡°Heh, this time, I got ahead of you, didn¡¯t I, senpai?¡± Pixie grinned. Her starlike eyes sparkled with triumph. Not long ago, a strange system called "Queen Training Program" had appeared in Pixie¡¯s mind. At first, she didn¡¯t think much of it, but she quickly realized it was no ordinary system¡ªit could predict future events and even allow her to restart from critical moments. With such an advantage, she felt invincible. **Nothing could stop me!** But then she found something troubling: despite all this, her talent for magic was rated **blue**, a lower rank. Sure, she was still a purple-tier card¡ªbut her talent wasn¡¯t innate power or magic. Instead, it was... **wealth.** Without the Ravenshadow family¡¯s vast resources, she wouldn¡¯t be where she was today. This frustrated Pixie to no end. She had always considered herself a genius. But to make things worse, her family was fated for ruin no matter what path she took. In one simulation, her family was wiped out during the Dark Chaos caused by the demon tree. Almost no one survived. She herself had been killed by the demon tree. In another scenario, the demon tree was destroyed by her senpai and Eirik. But this time, her family still didn¡¯t make it. Her father, the head of the family, had secretly allied with demons and made an enemy of her senpai. In the end, her family was crushed. Even though her senpai had spared the innocent, the people she killed were all core members of the Ravenshadow household. Without them, the family crumbled, leaving Pixie to face their enemies alone. And even if Pixie somehow survived, what was the point? With her **blue-tier** talent, she could barely scrape by in life. Becoming the strongest magical queen would be nothing more than a dream. Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. **Am I really the protagonist of this game?** Late at night, Pixie tossed and turned on her bed, her delicate feet kicking the blanket away. **Where is my way out?** It was then that she discovered a breakthrough: her senpai had recruited someone with a **gold-tier talent**! And not just any gold-tier¡ªhis talent was **support for learning magic**! If Pixie could recruit him, she¡¯d have the perfect partner. Even with her blue-tier talent, she¡¯d be able to reach the heights of a purple-tier or even gold-tier mage. **Unbelievable!** But that wasn¡¯t all¡ªEirik¡¯s card was ridiculously handsome, with multiple gorgeous illustrations. Some of the artwork even had golden borders! Pixie quickly checked her own household¡¯s retainers. Every single one of them was trash¡ªbarely any blue-tier talents, and some even had black-tier talents with negative traits. She was furious. **How did senpai get someone like this? I want him!** In the game, Pixie had tried countless ways to recruit Eirik¡ªbribery, promises, you name it¡ªbut nothing worked. He simply wouldn¡¯t join her. It drove her crazy. Then, in real life, Pixie learned that there was an actual person named Eirik living in Aelsryel City, and he looked exactly like his in-game portrait! Her excitement soared. In the game, senpai had married Eirik in one timeline. But now? **This time, he¡¯s mine!** ¡°Miss Ravenshadow, why are you staring at me and smiling like that?¡± Eirik asked, puzzled by the strange look on her face. ¡°Huh? Oh! I¡¯m just happy that someone as talented as you is joining the Ravenshadow family,¡± Pixie replied with a bright smile. **Am I imagining things, or is there something... off about this girl?** Eirik wondered, scratching his head. Just as he was about to speak, a brilliant flash of magical light streaked across the sky. A figure emerged from the fading glow¡ªan incredibly beautiful mage with raven-black hair and flawless, moon-pale skin. She exuded an aura of cold majesty, as if she had stepped down from the heavens. **Elvynna!** Eirik¡¯s heart skipped a beat. She was even more stunning in real life than she had been in the game. He couldn¡¯t take his eyes off her. Elvynna gazed at him with deep affection, her eyes, deep and luminous, shimmering with warmth. For her, this wasn¡¯t their first meeting¡ªit was a reunion after what felt like an eternity of separation. She fought the urge to rush into his arms. ¡°Senpai!¡± Pixie greeted her sweetly, adopting the perfect image of an innocent little sister. She bowed respectfully to Elvynna but then subtly stepped between her and Eirik, blocking their line of sight. Her delicate features were angelic, but there was an unmistakable hint of slyness in her expression. Elvynna frowned slightly. **You little... I know exactly what you''re up to.** If it had been anyone else, Elvynna would have already put them in their place. But the Ravenshadow family had once helped her, so she held back her irritation and said calmly, ¡°Pixie, this man cannot join the Ravenshadow family. He¡¯s someone I¡¯ve chosen.¡± ¡°Oh, senpai, I didn¡¯t know that! But I like him too, and isn¡¯t it only fair to follow the rule of ¡®first come, first served¡¯?¡± Pixie said with a playful smile. **First come, first served? You shameless brat.** Elvynna could tell that Pixie had also been involved in the simulations. She was just as desperate to claim Eirik as Elvynna was. **I can¡¯t believe you¡¯d stoop this low, Pixie. You¡¯re really going to steal him right in front of me?** Elvynna took a deep breath and smiled brightly. However, her voice was firm as she said, ¡°Pixie, how about we let him decide for himself? After all, he¡¯s a person, not some object or prize.¡± Pixie gave Eirik a sidelong glance, her smile unchanging. **So, you think he¡¯ll choose you, senpai?** Pixie was confident that Eirik wouldn¡¯t remember the events from the simulations. And if that were the case, she had just as good a chance of winning his favor. With that thought, she stepped aside slightly, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Eirik. 11: Eirik’s Choice "You''re making me choose?" Eirik froze, completely at a loss. Before he could even understand what was happening, two pairs of eyes locked onto him. Elvynna¡¯s cool, serene face carried a hint of nervous tension¡ªsomething rare for someone like her. There was a softness to her gaze, as though a part of her fragile emotions was exposed. She looked exactly like a girl waiting for an answer after confessing her love. Meanwhile, Pixie beamed with a sweet smile. Her large, bright eyes sparkled like they held unspoken promises. "Pick me," they seemed to say. Her rosy cheeks glowed with just the right amount of shyness, giving off a charm that made her hard to resist¡ªan innocent allure that could easily drive anyone mad. **What the hell is going on here?!** Eirik¡¯s mind spun in confusion. Though it was bewildering, the fact that they were fighting over him wasn¡¯t *entirely* unexpected. After all, he possessed the legendary **Eye of Divine Insight**¡ªa fabled ability said to carry the potential to become one of the greatest magic users in the world. If nurtured properly, it could unlock unimaginable power, rendering its bearer unstoppable. But... how did Elvynna even know about it? And why was Pixie in on this? Eirik hadn¡¯t yet considered the possibility that the two girls might have participated in a simulated version of his life¡ªsomething that should¡¯ve been impossible.After all, in every story he¡¯d ever read, only the protagonist was supposed to have a system like that! Suddenly, Pixie leaned closer, her eyes twinkling. ¡°Eirik-nii~! Look over there! Just past those trees is my family estate¡ªthe **Ravenshadow Manor**.¡± Her voice was sweet and proud as she puffed out her chest, radiating confidence. "In all of Aelsryel, there isn¡¯t a single estate more impressive than ours! It¡¯s a symbol of immense wealth and power." Her words weren¡¯t just empty boasts. Ravenshadow¡¯s influence ran deep, enough that the estate''s reputation alone had earned her a rare **purple tag** in the simulation. If even a fraction of their resources were available to Eirik, it would mean boundless opportunities. "If you come with me," Pixie continued with a playful lilt, "you¡¯ll become a high-ranking retainer in the Ravenshadow household¡ªpractically family. You¡¯ll gain unimaginable resources. With your **Eye of Divine Insight**, only our household can help you reach your true potential!¡± **Eye of Divine Insight?** Eirik¡¯s heart skipped a beat. **He really had that ability?** Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Even Elvynna was momentarily stunned. **This talent is on par with my own Regal Bone of the Ancients¡** she thought, her expression tightening. Though she had an extraordinary gift herself, Elvynna knew she couldn¡¯t match Pixie¡¯s promises. Unlike the Ravenshadow family, Elvynna had no wealth or powerful allies to offer. She was strong, yes¡ªbut she was alone. Her icy demeanor had made it difficult for her to form close relationships. Pixie, on the other hand, was lively, adorable, and extremely well-connected. Though they exchanged polite smiles on the surface, the tension between them was unmistakable¡ªlike sparks flying in an invisible storm. Eirik found himself deep in thought. Truthfully, Elvynna was exactly his type¡ªcool and elegant, like a fallen queen gracing the mortal world with her presence. **How could anyone not fall for her?** That was why, in the game, he had chosen Elvynna without hesitation. But Pixie... Pixie was also tempting in her own way. She was playful, gentle, and full of life. And her figure¡ªwell, let¡¯s just say that her *assets* were hard to ignore. She looked like someone pulled straight from the pages of a manga. If this were about picking a wife, Eirik would have a hard time making a decision. But this wasn¡¯t about romance¡ªit was about **survival**. Eirik wasn¡¯t arrogant enough to think that two girls had fallen in love with him at first sight. No, this was about **choosing a side**, aligning himself with a faction. **A job offer**, in essence. As much as he adored Elvynna¡¯s cold beauty, Pixie¡¯s offer was too good to pass up. Living in luxury, surrounded by the wealth and influence of the Ravenshadow family¡ªwho wouldn¡¯t want that? And more importantly, Eirik¡¯s newly discovered talent would need a vast amount of resources to develop properly. Without those resources, he wouldn¡¯t stand a chance against the looming catastrophe: the **Demon Tree Uprising**. When the Demon Tree¡¯s corruption swept across the North in a few years, even running away wouldn¡¯t be an option. Without power or influence, survival would be impossible. With Ravenshadow''s backing, however, Eirik could throw himself into magical studies and prepare. Whether he chose to fight the Demon Tree or flee the region, he¡¯d have the means to do so. And if he grew powerful enough, maybe he could help Elvynna in the future. And besides, the real Elvynna wasn¡¯t the same as the one in the game. Whatever had happened in that simulation didn¡¯t matter here. Reality was different¡ªand he couldn¡¯t let those scripted events cloud his judgment. Eirik let out a slow breath and made his decision. ¡°Sorry, Elvynna¡ I¡¯ve decided to go with the Ravenshadow family.¡±Elvynna¡¯s breath hitched. For a moment, she stared at him, disbelief flickering in her star-like eyes. Then, with a bittersweet smile, she whispered, ¡°I see... I was too presumptuous.¡± She turned away, her gaze distant, her voice trembling despite her efforts to remain calm. Tears welled in her eyes, reflecting the starlight above. **Why did it have to end this way?** Pain and frustration gnawed at her heart. She wanted to scream, to cry out¡ªbut she held herself back. ¡°He¡ he must not remember the simulation,¡± she thought bitterly. "To him, I¡¯m just a stranger. How could I expect him to choose me over Pixie? The terms she offered were far too tempting." Her hands clenched into fists, the pale skin of her knuckles turning red. **I won¡¯t give up!** Elvynna returned to her empty home, her heart heavy with sorrow. The courtyard, once filled with life in the simulation, was now desolate. No peach tree. No little fox. And worst of all, **no Eirik.** It was so quiet. So lonely. Hugging herself, she gazed at the pale moon hanging in the night sky, her vision blurred with unshed tears. In the simulation, she and Eirik had planted that peach tree together. They had raised a fox as a symbol of their bond. She had thought that even without the memories, fate would somehow bring them together again. But now... **All of this¡ªbecause of that damn Pixie!** Had Eirik known that she retained the memories of the simulation, perhaps he would have chosen differently. After all, in that world, she had waited lifetimes for him. She had sacrificed everything to be with him again, even across lifetimes. And yet, in this life... she was left behind. 12: Astonishing Hospitality! ¡°Hehe, Eirik, you¡¯ll see¡ªtoday¡¯s choice was the best one you¡¯ve made!¡± As Elvynna walked away, **Junior Sister** turned to Eirik with a sweet smile, her heart bubbling with joy. In the game, she might have failed¡ªbut in reality, she had succeeded beyond her dreams! Now, with Eirik¡ªher personal magic amplifier¡ªby her side, even if the **Ravenshadow family** were to fall from grace, she had nothing to fear. Who knows? With Eirik¡¯s help, perhaps the Ravenshadow family could avoid the grim fate of annihilation altogether. ¡°Come on, let¡¯s head home!¡± Junior Sister grabbed Eirik by the arm and led him toward the Ravenshadow estate. Before they even reached the mansion, the two encountered several household retainers and servants along the way. Each one greeted **Pixie** with utmost respect, though curiosity glimmered in their eyes. Who is this young man by the lady¡¯s side? He didn¡¯t seem to hail from any prominent family¡ªhis clothes were too plain. So why was the eldest daughter showing him such favor? But Pixie had always been eccentric and unpredictable. The boy must have found some way to amuse her, which explained the preferential treatment. Others speculated that the boy might possess some rare talent or secret skill. Either way, Pixie and Eirik¡¯s strange pairing did not go unnoticed, sparking hushed whispers among the servants. Finally, the two arrived at the heart of the **Ravenshadow estate**. They crossed through several exquisite gardens, until at last, Eirik stood before his new quarters. ¡°See this garden? From today onward, it¡¯s yours!¡± Pixie announced with a cheerful grin, pointing to a grand expanse. Eirik raised an eyebrow as he glanced at the gate, where the nameplate **¡°Camellia Garden¡±** stood out in polished gold letters. ¡°This¡ this entire garden? For me?¡± He looked around in disbelief. The garden was enormous¡ªan expansive paradise with waterfalls, pools, and countless sculptures scattered throughout the landscape. Two grand houses lay tucked within the trees, elegantly designed and tastefully hidden. Surely, servants and maids would be assigned to him as well. The Ravenshadow family truly lived up to their reputation as wealthy magic scholars¡ªsuch luxury was beyond what most could achieve in a lifetime. At Pixie¡¯s command, squads of maids and attendants began bustling about, cleaning every inch of the garden and its grounds. The commotion was enough to draw the attention of many in the estate. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. ¡°Wait¡ Miss Pixie gave **Camellia Garden** to some random boy?¡± The **head steward** grumbled in disbelief. Even for a family as wealthy as the Ravenshadows, only five or six such lavish gardens existed within the estate. Apart from the **family patriarch**, the **ancestral elder**, and Pixie herself, only a handful of honored guests ever earned the right to reside in them. And now, this newly arrived boy? What had he done to deserve such favor? Though the steward respected Pixie¡¯s judgment, this decision felt far too excessive. ¡°Do you even know what you¡¯re doing, Miss?¡± the steward muttered under his breath. ¡°How can you just hand over one of our finest estates to this boy?¡± Pixie shot him a dismissive glance, a mischievous grin tugging at her lips. ¡°Spare me your nonsense, old man. You¡¯re just a servant. What gives you the right to question my decisions?¡± The steward winced but held his tongue. Pixie¡¯s thoughts, however, were full of scorn. ¡°Those so-called honored guests? Hah! Just a bunch of worthless old men. Most of them barely have **purple-tier talents**, and some even rank at blue-tier! If it weren¡¯t for the Ravenshadow family¡¯s resources, they¡¯d be nobodies.¡± ¡°But **Eirik**... my Eirik... He¡¯s nothing like those fools.¡± Her heart swelled with pride. ¡°Eirik¡¯s a **gold card**¡ªa true prodigy. Not just any gold card, either¡ªhe¡¯s got at least **two golden attributes**, maybe more! That¡¯s a level of talent they can¡¯t even comprehend.¡± If not for Eirik being new to the estate, Pixie would have gladly kicked her own father out of his house to make room for Eirik. After all, in both simulations, her father **Edward Ravenshadow** played a major role in the family''s downfall. If Pixie¡¯s ancestors could see how their legacy was ruined by him, they¡¯d probably break his legs themselves. But for now, the steward remained baffled, reluctant to accept Pixie¡¯s actions. With a deep frown, he finally bowed and shuffled off to report the matter to Edward. ¡°Master Edward¡ I cannot understand why Miss Pixie has taken such a liking to this boy,¡± the steward lamented. ¡°But surely there must be some reason. What should we do about it?¡± Edward stroked his beard, deep in thought. ¡°The Camellia Garden¡ Isn¡¯t that the same estate I recently promised to **Chad**, the Practitioner Lv2?¡± Though Chad¡¯s abilities were mediocre, he was well-connected and had secured several key alliances between the Ravenshadow family and the **Crimson Frost Duke**. As a reward, Edward had granted Chad residence in the Camellia Garden. ¡°That brat Pixie! How dare she override my decision?¡± Edward growled, slamming his hand down. ¡°She¡¯s grown far too bold!¡± With a swirl of his robe, Edward stormed out of his study, heading toward the Camellia Garden with long, angry strides. --- Meanwhile, Pixie remained unfazed by the news of her father¡¯s anger. ¡°Eirik, darling, is there anything else you need? Just say the word, and I¡¯ll make it happen!¡± she said, directing maids and servants to arrange the house to perfection. Eirik watched the scene unfold, feeling deeply grateful. Pixie was treating him far better than he could have ever expected. He silently vowed that, should the **Demon Tree Uprising** come to pass, he would do everything in his power to protect Pixie. Just as they were chatting, a young maid came sprinting toward them, her **Stalwart Lv8** speed making her appear like a blur. ¡°Miss Pixie! It¡¯s bad¡ªreally bad!¡± the maid gasped, wiping sweat from her brow. ¡°The steward went straight to the Master. Lord Edward¡¯s furious, and he¡¯s on his way here right now!¡± Pixie chuckled, completely unperturbed. ¡°Relax. So what if he¡¯s coming? This garden belongs to us now, and we¡¯re staying put!¡± The young maid blinked in confusion. ¡°But, Miss, how are you so sure? What¡¯s so special about this boy that you¡¯re willing to risk so much for him?¡± Pixie leaned in with a sly grin. ¡°I suppose I could let you in on a little secret...¡± She whispered conspiratorially: **¡°Eirik is the Eye of Divine Insight.¡±** The maid¡¯s jaw dropped in disbelief. ¡°The¡ Eye of Divine Insight?!¡± She looked at Eirik again, this time with awe and reverence in her eyes. It all made sense now¡ªof course Pixie would treasure someone with such a divine gift. The Eye of Divine Insight was a **god-tier talent**, destined to rise to the pinnacle of the magical world. With Eirik on their side, the Ravenshadow family wouldn¡¯t just survive¡ªthey would dominate the entire Northlands. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell the steward, Miss? That would¡¯ve saved us a lot of trouble¡¡± Pixie gave a mischievous laugh. ¡°Where¡¯s the fun in that? Let¡¯s see how red their faces get when they realize what they¡¯ve done.¡± She giggled with delight, already savoring the chaos that was about to unfold. 13: Elvynna: I’m Moving in with Him. Aside from giving her father headaches and embarrassing him, Pixie had also set her sights on one particular guest: **Chad**. This was the man who cozied up to the **Crimson Frost Duke**, dragging their **Ravenshadow family** into treacherous waters. Even the Crimson Frost Duke himself had been possessed by a demon from the Forbidden Zone. How could anything good come out of that man¡¯s estate? Collaborating with the Crimson Frost Duke was a death sentence for the Ravenshadow family. Pixie clenched her teeth. **Chad had to go.** As the cherished young lady of the Ravenshadow household and a wielder of the **Eye of Divine Insight**, expelling a mere guest like Chad shouldn¡¯t be difficult. ¡°You¡¯ve got quite the filial daughter there, I must say!¡± Eirik chuckled on the sidelines, amused by her antics. This daughter had such creative ways of humiliating her father. Though he didn¡¯t understand the full story, Eirik found it entertaining. Well, if Pixie wanted to have fun, he would gladly play along. It wouldn¡¯t hurt to mess with the Ravenshadow patriarch a bit. Besides, Eirik wasn¡¯t worried about getting dragged into the mess¡ª**with the Eye of Divine Insight on his side, the Ravenshadow patriarch would do everything in his power to keep him close.** --- In the **gardens of Ravenshadow Manor**, Edward stormed toward the tea pavilion, his expression dark. The **butler** followed closely, suppressing a flicker of anticipation. ¡°The young lady has become too spoiled and reckless. It¡¯s only a matter of time before she causes a disaster for the Ravenshadow family,¡± the butler thought with smug satisfaction. ¡°Letting the master give her a good scolding today will be a blessing in disguise.¡± The butler also had his own agenda¡ªafter all, Chad was his nephew. If the tea pavilion was given to Chad, his influence in the family would grow. Now that Pixie had taken it away to accommodate someone else, the old man couldn¡¯t help but feel bitter. Edward, being the shrewd head of the family, naturally saw through the butler¡¯s thoughts but turned a blind eye. What mattered more to Edward was that **Chad¡¯s connection to the Crimson Frost Duke** was a rare and valuable one. The **Crimson Frost Duke** wasn¡¯t just any noble¡ªhe was the youngest and most spoiled prince of the **Dawnstar Dynasty**. Though only granted the rank of duke, he carried royal blood, and his estate was teeming with skilled fighters. It was well-known that the Crimson Frost Duke was eccentric and difficult to deal with¡ªhis presence in **Aelsryel** would inevitably stir up trouble. This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. The Ravenshadow family couldn¡¯t afford to be careless. Chad establishing ties with him was a significant achievement. As for the young man Pixie brought home, Edward could only assume he had some potential¡ªotherwise, Pixie wouldn¡¯t treat him so well. But no matter how talented this newcomer was, **he was no match for an alliance with the Crimson Frost Duke.** --- Back at home, **Elvynna** paced anxiously, her mind spinning. ¡°I can¡¯t just sit here and do nothing!¡± The mere thought of **Eirik** living under the same roof as Pixie made her blood boil. Who knew what that mischievous Junior Sister of hers might do? Alone, under one roof with him¡ªthis was unacceptable! It wasn¡¯t as if the Ravenshadow estate was deserted¡ªit was filled with servants and maids. But logic held no sway over Elvynna¡¯s emotions. Her mind conjured vivid images of Pixie in Eirik¡¯s arms, the two drinking and dancing together... ¡°No! Absolutely not!¡± Elvynna almost screamed in frustration. Consumed by jealousy, she made a quick decision. She cast a flight spell and headed straight for Ravenshadow Manor. --- ¡°Miss Elvynna, are you here to see our young lady?¡± A maid greeted her politely at the gate, as it was well-known throughout the manor that Elvynna and Pixie were close friends. ¡°Yes... sort of,¡± Elvynna responded reflexively, only to shake her head moments later. ¡°Is the head of the family home?¡± ¡°Yes, he is.¡± The maid nodded, puzzled by Elvynna¡¯s unusual request. But as a mere maid, she dared not ask further questions and promptly led the way. By coincidence, as they entered the estate, they crossed paths with **Edward**, who was on his way to scold Pixie. ¡°Uncle Edward,¡± Elvynna greeted with a slight bow. ¡°Ah, child. Come to see my troublesome daughter, have you?¡± Edward smiled warmly¡ªhe held Elvynna in high regard. Though few knew, Edward was aware that Elvynna once possessed the **Regal Bone of the Ancients**, a rare and legendary trait. The first king of the Dawnstar Dynasty himself was said to have had the Regal Bone, a trait that granted unparalleled strength and fame. Even a thousand years after his death, his name remained legendary. Though Elvynna no longer possessed the full power of the Regal Bone, the remnants of its strength still made her an extraordinary talent¡ªfar more gifted than Pixie. Edward always hoped his daughter would learn from Elvynna¡¯s steadiness and maturity. ¡°No, Uncle, I¡¯m not here to see Junior Sister. I¡¯ve decided to **join the Ravenshadow family as a guest retainer.**¡± After much thought, Elvynna had devised this solution. If Pixie could stay under the same roof as Eirik, then so could she. As a fellow guest retainer, maybe she¡¯d even live closer to him! She had no intention of giving her Junior Sister the upper hand. ¡°You¡¯ve finally come to your senses?!¡± Edward exclaimed joyfully. His spirits soared¡ªhaving someone of Elvynna¡¯s caliber join the family was a tremendous gain. The Ravenshadow family had extended this offer to Elvynna before, but she had always refused. Life in a powerful family came with endless schemes and conflicts, and Elvynna preferred the solitude of her own cultivation. But now, it seemed, she had finally changed her mind. ¡°Wonderful! I was just about to find that troublesome daughter of mine. Come, let¡¯s share the good news with her!¡± Edward beamed, delighted by the turn of events. --- Elvynna followed Edward, though a slight worry gnawed at her. ¡°Am I being too shameless?¡± She could already imagine Junior Sister¡¯s reaction¡ªPixie throwing a tantrum, her face red with frustration. ¡°Maybe this is going too far,¡± Elvynna mused. But then again, **Pixie was the one who started it,** trying to steal Eirik right out from under her. Trying to steal my man¡ªher future brother-in-law? Pixie made the first move¡ªso she shouldn¡¯t complain when **senpai** strikes back! Honestly, a part of Elvynna couldn¡¯t wait to see the look on Pixie¡¯s face when she found out she was joining the Ravenshadow family. 14: A Rivalry Between Women? Pixie¡¯s emotions were all over the place. On the one hand, she had just delivered a harsh verbal smackdown to her father, using the news that Eirik possessed the *Eye of Divine Insight* as leverage. The previous two simulations had nearly driven her to madness thanks to her father¡¯s antics. But now? Seeing the stunned, awkward, and humiliated look on the old man¡¯s face filled her with a satisfaction she couldn''t contain. **Hah! Old man, serves you right!** The Ravenshadow family was hopeless with him in charge. If this family were to thrive, it would have to depend on **her**, Pixie, and on her esteemed ally¡ªEirik! Yes, she should be thrilled. After all, she¡¯d *finally* managed to claim Eirik, the golden card she¡¯d been coveting throughout the simulations. But then, just as things seemed perfect, disaster struck. Her incompetent father had also brought along **Elvynna-senpai**¡ªand even suggested making her a guest retainer of the Ravenshadow family! Pixie felt a sudden urge to vomit blood. **Why, you foolish old man! Are you so determined to ruin this family that you''d bring in a rival to live under our roof?!** She had schemed endlessly to claim Eirik from Elvynna¡¯s grasp, and now that bumbling father of hers had gone and invited the very person she¡¯d worked so hard to beat. It was like bringing a wolf into the house! First the Crimson Frost Duke¡¯s estate, and now this¡ªher father might as well have a cursed ¡°family-ruiner¡± trait, As if a cursed trait followed him like a cloud of black smoke, choking everything in its path. When she finally took control of the Ravenshadow household, her first decree would be to strip the old man of power and force him into quiet retirement. **Honestly, how much more could she sacrifice for this family?** As Pixie grumbled to herself, a cool, velvety voice curled into her ear, sharp as winter air. ¡°Junior Sister, thank you for preparing this garden for Eirik and me. It¡¯s been cleaned so thoroughly. I quite like it.¡± Pixie¡¯s head snapped up. **Wait¡ What?!** Did she just say ¡°for Eirik and me¡±?! Was this a taunt? With a sweet smile, Pixie responded, ¡°Oh, senpai, you must be joking! This garden is far too humble for someone like you. We¡¯re practically sisters! How could I let you stay here? You¡¯ll be sharing my room, of course! I¡¯ve always wanted to spend the night with you, talking until dawn!¡± Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. Taking Elvynna¡¯s hand, Pixie gave it an affectionate squeeze. ¡°We have so much to talk about, don¡¯t we?¡± Elvynna¡¯s expression was as cool as ever. ¡°Junior Sister, you¡¯re too kind, but I¡¯m just a lowly guest. Sharing a room with you, the lady of the house, would be far too improper. This garden suits me perfectly.¡± **Like hell I¡¯m staying with you. I¡¯m staying with Eirik, whether you like it or not.** Elvynna silently tightened her grip on Pixie¡¯s hand. Pixie winced from the pressure but kept her radiant smile intact. ¡°Senpai, don¡¯t you think it¡¯s a bit inappropriate for you two to stay alone together like that?¡± Elvynna¡¯s calm demeanor cracked slightly as she leaned in closer and used telepathy to whisper in Pixie¡¯s mind: *¡°What¡¯s inappropriate? He¡¯s my husband. Aren¡¯t we supposed to live together? You call yourself my sister, but you¡¯re stealing my man?¡±* Pixie scoffed. *¡°Your husband? I claimed him first. Finders, keepers.¡±* Elvynna clenched her jaw. She had half a mind to draw her magic blade and cut Pixie down right then and there. Pixie beamed. ¡°Oh my, senpai, are you getting violent? How unlike me¡ªI¡¯m such a gentle, sweet girl. No wonder everyone loves me.¡± ¡°Stop talking like that,¡± Elvynna hissed through telepathy. ¡°It¡¯s disgusting. There¡¯s no need to pretend¡ªhe can¡¯t hear us.¡± Meanwhile, Eirik watched the two women link arms and exchange smiles, seemingly basking in their sisterly affection. **So¡ this is what friendship between women looks like, huh?** He sensed some unspoken tension but brushed it off. Maybe he was just overthinking things. After a long and subtle battle of wills, Elvynna moved into the garden house. But Pixie insisted on staying there too. With a garden this spacious¡ªlarge enough to rival some of the residential complexes from Eirik¡¯s past life¡ªhe saw no issue with it. There was even a team of maids attending to the property, so having a few more people around hardly mattered. Inside her new room, Elvynna sighed softly. **Plenty of time...** She believed destiny would eventually bring her and Eirik closer. They were meant to be¡ªafter all, hadn¡¯t they become husband and wife in the previous simulation? But thinking of Pixie¡¯s smug grin filled her with annoyance. As much as she hated to admit it, Pixie was a formidable rival. Men tended to favor girls like Pixie¡ªbubbly, charming, and impossible to resist. In contrast, Elvynna knew her cold demeanor made her unpopular. Even at the magic academy, Pixie¡¯s popularity far surpassed hers. **This Junior Sister is trouble.** Meanwhile, in another room, Pixie kicked her feet angrily on her velvet-covered bed, grumbling under her breath. She might have acted all sweet and composed earlier, but deep inside, she was seething. **Damn that old man! Without him, I would¡¯ve won easily! Now this idiot has thrown a wrench into everything.** But Pixie wasn¡¯t about to give up. This was the **Ravenshadow family**, her domain. She¡¯d already claimed Eirik once, and she was certain she could do it again. Clenching her fists, she yelled toward the door. ¡°Talia! Go to the vault and bring a box of *Essence of Mana* for Eirik!¡± The maid scurried off with a bow, and Pixie smirked in satisfaction. **Hmph, let¡¯s see how Elvynna competes with that!** She was determined to shower Eirik with gifts and overwhelming generosity, leaving Elvynna¡ªthe penniless rival¡ªfar behind. **I¡¯m the Ravenshadow family¡¯s heiress. I have resources for days. What does Elvynna have? Nothing!** In his room, Eirik took a deep breath, marveling at his new surroundings. The lavishness of the estate made him feel like he was living in a dream. This morning, he¡¯d been scraping by in a dingy shack, and now? He was a guest retainer of a powerful family. The family¡¯s young lady adored him. The household patriarch had high hopes for him. **This... is the life.** However, Eirik was aware that not everyone was thrilled with his sudden rise. The steward seemed particularly displeased, given that this garden house was supposed to go to some other guest named Chad¡ªsomeone close to the steward. Whether Chad would cause trouble or accept the situation quietly remained to be seen. **Either way,** Eirik thought, **I need to focus on getting stronger. The stronger I become, the less anyone else¡¯s opinions will matter.** With that in mind, Eirik activated his simulator once again. **It¡¯s time to make good use of this cheat ability.** 15: The Start of a New Simulation ¡¾New Beginning¡¿ ¡¾Reflection on the Previous Life¡¿ ¡¾Skin Collection¡¿ ¡¾Unknown Instance¡¿ As Eirik opened the simulation interface in his mind, four options appeared before him. The **New Beginning** option was self-explanatory¡ªit allowed him to start a new session. Curious, Eirik decided to check out the **Skin Collection**. To his mild annoyance, the majority of the skins were his own. Each one depicted him in an outrageously handsome manner, to the point where even *he* felt a little embarrassed. Meanwhile, Elvynna¡¯s skins were incredibly rare, with only one or two available¡ªmost of which were paired sets with him. ¡°What¡¯s the deal with this game¡¯s design? Shouldn¡¯t there be more skins for the girls? What am I supposed to do with skins of myself?¡± Eirik grumbled. In his previous life, games usually rewarded players with gorgeous female character skins¡ªperfect for admiring and indulging in eye candy. In some cases, the more extravagant ones even required cash to unlock. But this game? All it gave him were his own skins. ¡°What¡¯s the point of looking this good? I¡¯m already handsome enough as it is. If I get even better looking, I might become *too* handsome to the point of making people uncomfortable¡¡± Little did Eirik know that, at the same time, Pixie and Elvynna were both also logged into the game. ¡°Oh my gosh, these skins are amazing! They¡¯re so handsome! As expected of the man I have my eye on!¡± Pixie flipped through Eirik¡¯s character portraits, her excitement evident, her cheeks slightly flushed. Pixie had always been a sucker for good looks, but to her dismay, all of Eirik¡¯s skins belonged to Elvynna¡ªeach one of them locked and grayed out in Pixie¡¯s menu. She could only get a brief glimpse by clicking on the ¡°Preview¡± button, which gave her a few fleeting seconds of vibrant color. ¡°Ahhhh, I want Eirik¡¯s skins too! Whether it¡¯s in the game or in real life, I *must* get my hands on this card!¡± Pixie clenched her fists with determination. Meanwhile, Eirik looked at the **Unknown Instance** option, which remained grayed out. **¡¾This feature is currently unavailable. Continue exploring the current simulation to unlock it.¡¿** ¡¢ ¡°Huh, guess this system isn¡¯t fully accessible yet. I wonder what kind of content this instance will unlock?¡± Eirik mused for a moment but didn¡¯t linger. He quickly selected the **New Beginning** option. ¡°Elvynna, my love, I¡¯m coming!¡± Eirik shouted silently in his heart as he eagerly began the familiar path¡ªpledging himself to Elvynna once again. This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. He still hadn¡¯t succeeded in helping her become the Queen of the Elves, so how could he abandon her now? In the past, he might have even shouted aloud, ¡°Elvynna, I¡¯m coming for you!¡± However, this time he held back. After all, Elvynna lived next door to him in real life¡ªand she was a skilled mage. Who knew if her heightened senses could pick up on his words through the walls? Getting overheard would be the least of his worries. He might even be labeled a creep or a lunatic. **¡¾You visit Elvynna and request to become her retainer, but¡ she politely declines, explaining that she prefers working alone and does not need an assistant.¡¿** ¡°???¡± Eirik was stunned. ¡°What the heck? Why is it different this time?¡± ¡°Wait¡ I get it! It must be a probability thing!¡± Eirik stroked his chin, deep in thought. It wasn¡¯t guaranteed that visiting Elvynna would make him her retainer. After all, she was a genius mage, and he was just an ordinary guy in the simulation. He had gotten lucky the last two times¡ªlike hitting a jackpot in a game and scoring a rare item on the first pull. This time, though, his luck had run out. ¡°Oh well. I¡¯ll just try again tomorrow.¡± On the other side, Elvynna let out a quiet sigh after rejecting Eirik. She didn¡¯t really want to turn him down, but she had her reasons. After careful thought, Elvynna concluded that rejecting him was the better choice. This was only a simulation¡ªa space to explore possibilities and influence reality. It was crucial not to get lost in the simulation. Reality mattered far more. Her goal now was to prepare for the possibility that Pixie¡ªthe sly little schemer¡ªmight snatch Eirik away. In real life, she was already facing this exact challenge. With her cold and distant personality, Elvynna wasn¡¯t quite sure how to deal with such situations. That was why she needed the simulation: to test various strategies and figure out the best way to win him back. ¡°Junior Sister, I¡¯ll let you have him for now. But just wait¡ªI¡¯ll take him back soon enough!¡± Elvynna muttered under her breath. Meanwhile, Pixie was overjoyed when she noticed Eirik had failed to become Elvynna¡¯s retainer. ¡°Hahaha! My chance has finally come! That idiot senpai didn¡¯t even realize the golden card was right in front of her!¡± **¡¾Pixie has noticed your exceptional qualities and hopes you will become an honored guest of the Ravenshadow family. Will you accept?¡¿** Eirik chuckled at the offer. ¡°This is starting to feel a bit too close to real life.¡± After a brief moment of thought, he declined the offer. His path with Elvynna still wasn¡¯t complete! He hadn¡¯t fully explored the experience of growing from an ordinary man into someone extraordinary in this world. Other transmigrators always managed to go from zero to hero¡ªthere was no way *he* couldn¡¯t do the same! As for becoming a noble¡¯s guest? That felt too easy and unchallenging. He could try that another time. ¡°You turned me down?¡± Pixie pouted but remained undeterred. ¡°The fact that he didn¡¯t immediately pledge himself to senpai is already progress. I¡¯ve still got a chance!¡± The next day, Eirik visited Elvynna again. **¡¾Your request has been declined.¡¿** ¡°???¡± Pixie was lying on her bed, clutching her hair in frustration. ¡°Why is he so obsessed with Elvynna? What¡¯s wrong with this guy?¡± Eirik tried several more times, only to be turned down each time. **¡¾Pixie invites you on a lake excursion and offers you a rare magical tome as a gift.¡¿** The young lady from the Ravenshadow family really was generous. Eirik almost felt like crying. She had been giving him gifts both in real life and in the simulation. How could he not feel moved? Since her offer was so sincere, Eirik accepted the tome. But he declined the lake outing¡ªlearning magic was more important. He couldn¡¯t afford to get stuck at the Demon Tree again! ¡°I¡¯m going to become the Queen¡¯s consort. I can¡¯t afford to waste time!¡± But after several more attempts, Elvynna continued to reject him. Eirik was baffled. Had the system secretly adjusted the probability, or was there some hidden condition he hadn¡¯t met? ¡°Or¡ maybe it wasn¡¯t bad luck this time, but good luck the first few times?¡± He frowned in thought. Realistically, he was just an ordinary person, while Elvynna was a genius mage. It made sense for the odds to be stacked against him. ¡°No way am I giving up! I¡¯ll become your retainer if it¡¯s the last thing I do!¡± Just as Eirik prepared to try again, a knock at the door interrupted him. He set the game to autopilot and went to open the door. Outside stood Pixie¡¯s personal maid, who gave him a graceful curtsy. ¡°My lady has sent you a gift, Eir¡ªa box of *Essence of Mana*.¡± Eirik¡¯s heart soared with joy. Though he had awakened the Eye of Divine Insight, he hadn¡¯t yet had time to study magic. This mana elixir was exactly what he needed! Finally, he had a chance to improve his abilities. He couldn¡¯t afford to remain powerless and vulnerable. With a grin, Eirik accepted the potion, eager to drink it. As for the simulation? He figured the system could manage it for a while. 16: She Regretted It Deeply As the young maid scampered away with quick, light steps, Eirik hurried back to his room and opened the ornate box labeled *Essence of Mana*. The moment he lifted the lid, a heady fragrance hit him like a wave, making his mind momentarily dazed. Inside the silk-lined box lay nine bottles of glimmering magical elixirs, each perfectly aligned in neat rows. ¡°The legendary *Essence of Mana*, and high-grade ones at that¡¡± Eirik muttered, both awed and excited. Essence of Mana came in several grades: defective, low-tier, mid-tier, high-tier, and supreme-tier. High-grade elixirs like these were typically reserved for powerful Practitioners of Level 3 or even Level 4. Yet here it was, a full set, dropped into his lap on the very first day by Pixie. ¡°That¡¯s one hell of a gift!¡± Eirik chuckled to himself. ¡°Well then, let¡¯s see what this stuff can do.¡± He inhaled deeply, anticipation bubbling in his chest. According to Pixie and Elvynna, tonight was supposed to be a night of rest. Tomorrow, the plan was to head to a quiet meditation room to practice magic together. Both girls were eager to see what it felt like to be near Eirik, who, due to his *Eye of Divine Insight*, acted like a natural amplifier for spellcasting. Eirik had assumed they just wanted to mentor him, a novice in the mystical arts. Little did he know their true intentions. But now, faced with the treasure trove of high-grade Essence of Mana, Eirik couldn''t hold back. With one swift motion, he uncorked a vial and downed it in a single gulp, then crossed his legs, settling into a meditative position. Drawing on the most basic magical cultivation method he knew, he began to channel the newfound energy. In Aelsryel, magic flourished, and rudimentary cultivation techniques were widely available. In the past, these techniques had been utterly useless to him¡ªhis body lacked the aptitude for magic. But with the *Eye of Divine Insight* awakened and the potent Essence of Mana flooding his system, things were different now. He felt a surge of cool energy flowing through his veins, rushing to every corner of his body, strengthening him from the inside out. His soul seemed to shimmer and expand with the intoxicating power. This was magic in its purest, most exhilarating form. While Eirik was lost in the euphoria of cultivation, the simulation game outside his awareness continued to run. --- **¡¾Your persistence has moved Eirik. He has accepted your request.¡¿** Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. ¡°Hahaha! Yes!¡± Pixie punched the side of her bed, unable to contain her joy. ¡°Seriously? All this just because he agreed to hang out with you once?¡± Elvynna muttered bitterly from the adjacent room, her sharp hearing easily picking up Pixie¡¯s excited squeals. **¡¾He has accepted your gift. Your relationship has grown stronger.¡¿** **¡¾Your bond deepens¡¡¿** Pixie knew she had the upper hand in this game. Her strategy was simple: bombard Eirik with gifts until he couldn¡¯t possibly resist her. As a self-proclaimed wealthy little tyrant, she sent gifts every day, overwhelming the game¡¯s Eirik with endless tokens of affection. Elemental Stones, Essence of Mana¡ªthose were just the basics. She didn¡¯t stop there. Magical steeds, enchanted swords, and even enrollment passes to prestigious academies were among the offerings. But what Pixie enjoyed the most? Dressing him up. She showered Eirik with robes and outfits, each more elegant and dashing than the last. Watching him strut around in her meticulously selected outfits made her eyes sparkle with joy, and her mischievous laughter echoed through the room. It didn¡¯t matter what world it was¡ªgirls would always love their dress-up games. ¡°Wait, how is their relationship progressing this fast?!¡± Elvynna, glancing at the simulation¡¯s progress, felt her stomach twist in frustration. In just a few months, Eirik and Pixie¡¯s bond had skyrocketed to an unthinkable level. ¡°Next thing I know, they¡¯ll be married!¡± It had taken Elvynna nearly *ten years* to build such a close connection with Eirik, and now Pixie had managed it in just one month. ¡°That¡¯s not fair! I don¡¯t accept this!¡± Gripping the hem of her robe tightly, Elvynna felt a surge of regret rise within her. Why had she thought it was a good idea to push Eirik toward Pixie in the simulation? Now, every time she heard Pixie¡¯s giddy, almost indecent laughter from the next room, her mood worsened. ¡°Junior Sister! If you laugh like that again, I swear I¡¯ll come over and beat you senseless!¡± Elvynna couldn¡¯t hold it in any longer and shot a voice transmission to Pixie. ¡°Oh, is someone jealous? Tsk, tsk. Jealousy really does make you ugly.¡± Pixie¡¯s smug grin was practically audible. Elvynna took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Fighting with Pixie would only fan the flames, giving the younger girl more reason to gloat. ¡°Calm down, Elvynna. It¡¯s just a simulation. None of this is real. Besides, I let her have this round¡ªthis was *my* choice.¡± She reassured herself, remembering that Eirik had visited her first several times in the game. This was all part of the plan. But now... it was time to act. If she waited any longer, it might be too late. ¡°Elvynna, you can still win this,¡± she whispered to herself. Ending her meditation early, she sent an olive branch to Eirik within the simulation. **¡¾Your invitation has been declined.¡¿** ¡°Declined? No big deal. It happens.¡± Undeterred, she continued sending invitations day after day. But every time¡ªwithout exception¡ªEirik refused. Until finally... **¡¾He once longed to serve you, but you turned him away. Now that he has found new purpose, why come knocking?¡¿** Elvynna¡¯s heart sank. Though it was just a simulation, the rejection stung as if it were real. She had pushed him away, ignoring his earnest offers to follow her. And now, when she wanted to take it all back, it was too late. The worst blow came when the system announced that Eirik and Pixie had officially become a married couple. Less than a year into the simulation, the two were inseparable. ¡°You achieved in one year what took me over a decade...¡± Elvynna clenched her fists, barely holding back tears. And when she saw the elegant, limited-edition wedding skins the game awarded them, her heart felt like it was being crushed by an invisible hand. Her eyes reddened. Her chest tightened with sorrow. The plan had been to see how close Pixie and Eirik would get before she swooped in and ¡°saved¡± him. But things had moved far too quickly, leaving her dazed and helpless. **¡¾Congratulations! You have earned the title: Regret Beyond Measure.¡¿** Elvynna stared blankly at the system message. ¡°What kind of twisted reward is this?!¡± Her chest rose and fell with anger, her large breasts trembling in frustration. This cursed simulation. This cursed game. And most of all¡ª This cursed Pixie! 17: You’re Pregnant! ¡°Haha, *Senpai*, you¡¯ve lost miserably this time!¡± Pixie was overjoyed. Not only had she married Eirik, but her power was advancing at an astonishing speed. After all, with Eirik acting as her magical amplifier, there was no room for slow progress. She couldn¡¯t even take her time to study magic¡ªwhether she liked it or not, she was flying through the lessons! ¡°This feeling... it¡¯s absolutely exhilarating!¡± Pixie thought to herself, her heart racing with excitement. Just as she was basking in the euphoria, a strange notification flickered in the corner of her vision. ¡°So that¡¯s how Elvynna from the last two timelines managed to learn magic so quickly, even reaching the rank of *Savant* and surpassing me, her teacher¡ªit was all thanks to that boy Eirik...¡± ¡ª **Selene Ravenscroft** **Ravenscroft?** Pixie and Elvynna both froze. Selene Ravenscroft was one of the Academy¡¯s senior instructors¡ªa strikingly beautiful, mature woman whose presence could not be ignored. But how was she able to speak here? They squinted at the odd notification and noticed a label hovering over it: **[World Channel]**. ¡°The World Channel? What is that?¡± They had never seen such a function before. Was it something new? And how on earth could Selene be speaking through it? Curiosity piqued, Pixie and Elvynna fiddled with the interface for a bit and soon figured out how it worked. All they had to do was open the chatbox, think about what they wanted to say, and the message would send¡ªjust like that. ¡°This is kind of fun!¡± Pixie¡¯s eyes lit up. ¡°It¡¯s like telepathy but with... everyone?¡± She felt like she¡¯d just stumbled upon an exciting new toy. ¡°So, it¡¯s not just us and Junior Sister involved in this strange simulation, but Instructor Selene as well?¡± Elvynna mused aloud. ¡°Maybe there are others, too...¡± ¡°Indeed,¡± Selene chimed in, her words appearing rapidly. ¡°I was pulled into this simulation out of nowhere as well! One timeline, I was killed by a demonic tree, and in another, the Crimson Frost Duke finished me off. It¡¯s been infuriating!¡± Selene¡¯s complaints poured out in a flood. This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. ¡°But I have a proposal. If you two hand Eirik over to me, I could easily deal with the demon tree. With my skill and experience, it wouldn¡¯t take long to crush it¡ªand I could guarantee your safety for years to come.¡± ¡°You old hag! Dream on!¡± Pixie cursed under her breath, furious at the blatant attempt to poach her Eirik. She had fought tooth and nail to win him from *Senpai*¡ªhow could she possibly let Selene take him now? However, in her frustration, Pixie accidentally opened the chatbox... and her thoughts flew out into the World Channel. **"You old hag, dream on!"** A stunned silence fell. Pixie¡¯s heart sank. She was known as the kind and well-behaved student back at the Academy, but now her hidden thoughts were out in the open for all to see. ¡°Oh? So, Pixie, you dare insult your teacher?¡± Selene¡¯s cold chuckle echoed in the chat. ¡°Who would¡¯ve thought? Little Pixie, always the sweet and obedient student¡ªturns out you¡¯ve got quite the wild side, hmm? Just wait until we get back to the Academy. I¡¯ll make sure you regret this.¡± Pixie groaned inwardly. Selene held considerable authority within the Academy, and getting on her bad side was never a good idea. Meanwhile, Elvynna was grinning ear to ear, thoroughly enjoying Pixie¡¯s misfortune. ¡°Hah! Serves you right, you little bitch,¡± she thought, her heart brimming with satisfaction. Still, her amusement was tinged with unease. Was it possible that Selene had taken an interest in Eirik as well? ¡°No way... That can¡¯t be it,¡± Elvynna reassured herself. She had heard that Selene was once married, though her husband had passed away two years ago. As a widow and an instructor, surely she wouldn¡¯t stoop to the same shamelessness as Pixie. Just then, another message drifted through the World Channel, the tone timid and hesitant. **"This simulation is so confusing... Can someone explain how it works?"** The message was signed **Liora Nightshade**. ¡°Who the heck is that?¡± Pixie muttered, scratching her head. She couldn¡¯t remember ever hearing that name before. Elvynna shook her head. ¡°I feel like I¡¯ve heard it somewhere... but I just can¡¯t place it.¡± Selene¡¯s purple-tinted text appeared again, exuding a smug air. ¡°Honestly, you two are hopeless. Liora is one of our students¡ªshe just prefers to keep to herself. I can¡¯t believe you don¡¯t even recognize her.¡± ¡°Ohhh! I remember now! She¡¯s the one who always hides in the corner during lectures, wearing that plain white dress.¡± Pixie finally pieced it together. ¡°So, another Academy student?¡± Elvynna mused. ¡°Is everyone in this simulation connected to the Academy?¡± After a bit of conversation, they learned that Liora had also been part of the simulation from day one. However, she seemed perpetually confused and had died early in the previous two runs without accomplishing much. Now, seeing activity in the World Channel, she had decided to speak up. ¡°If no one else is joining, we should start strategizing,¡± Selene suggested, her tone turning serious. ¡°Strategizing? About what?¡± Pixie blinked in confusion. ¡°Isn¡¯t it obvious? We need to figure out the best way to survive the demonic tree and defeat the Crimson Frost Duke!¡± Pixie laughed dismissively. ¡°With Eirik¡¯s golden card in my hands, those two are as good as dead! What¡¯s the point of strategizing when we¡¯ve already got the winning hand?¡± Selene let out a sharp sigh. ¡°If you¡¯re not going to contribute, then just be quiet!¡± Pixie huffed in frustration but decided to ignore the World Channel altogether. She focused instead on spending quality time with Eirik, diving headfirst into their magical training sessions. Years passed in the blink of an eye¡ªfive or six, to be exact¡ªand Pixie¡¯s strength soared. She had reached **Practitioner Lv5**, a feat she could only dream of achieving in the past. ¡°Five years to hit Lv5... Incredible!¡± Pixie could hardly contain her excitement. Her progress was so rapid it felt like magic itself was smiling upon her. But just as she was reveling in her newfound power, a system notification popped up, freezing her in place. **¡¾Your bond with Eirik has deepened, and your magical practice has grown more intensive. As a result... you are now pregnant.¡¿** ¡°Wait... What?!¡± 18: All-Elemental Affinity Body? Pixie froze. For a moment, she couldn¡¯t even process what was happening¡ª*pregnant?* What did that even mean? She stared at the screen in disbelief as the words ¡°Congratulations¡± floated by in giant letters over and over. It took a while for reality to sink in. *I¡¯m pregnant?!* Though Pixie was already an 18-year-old young woman, her personality was still quite childish. She still felt like a kid herself¡ªso how could she have a child now? This was... surreal! What made it even crazier was that *it¡¯s notoriously difficult for mages to have children.* The higher their magic rank, the harder it becomes. This was a safeguard built into the world itself, after all. With their long lifespans and youthful vigor, if mages could reproduce as easily as normal people, they¡¯d overpopulate the world within generations. There wouldn¡¯t be a single place left untouched by their offspring. And now, somehow... she, Pixie, was having a baby with *Eirik.* *Joy or catastrophe?* She wasn¡¯t sure. Pip was feeling a knot of anxiety tighten in her chest¡ªthis was all new to her. First-time mother, no experience. Fortunately (or not), the time flow within the simulator was much faster than the real world. Before she even had a chance to panic, the baby was born. It was a boy, plump and adorable. ¡°Wow! So this is my son¡ªso tiny and well-behaved!¡± Pixie felt a sudden surge of maternal instinct well up within her. And then, as she examined her son¡¯s stats, she could hardly contain her excitement. Her boy... *was a gold-rank talent!* --- *¡¾Talent: All-Elemental Affinity (Gold)¡¿* *¡°Possessing near-unmatched potential. Once trained in magic, his power will be overwhelming, capable of dominating the world. However, such brilliance may be met with hostility from the laws governing the magic realm.¡±* --- ¡°Hahaha! Look at that! My son has the legendary *All-Elemental Affinity!*¡± Pixie burst into joyful laughter and wasted no time posting her son¡¯s profile on the world channel. If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. --- *¡°Wait¡ they already have a child? And he¡¯s that powerful?!¡±* Elvynna couldn¡¯t hold back her frustration any longer. *Ten years.* She¡¯d been with Eirik for a decade without a single child¡ªand now Pip not only beat her to it, but her child had one of the most coveted talents. *All-Elemental Affinity!* Just like the *Eye of Divine Insight,* this was one of the most rare and sought-after constitutions in existence. While it was said to attract the hostility of the world¡¯s magical rules, if someone could overcome those challenges, they¡¯d be invincible. Having a son with that kind of talent was the ultimate achievement for any woman. It was no wonder Pixie was beside herself with joy. --- Meanwhile, in the magic academy, *Selene* narrowed her eyes as she contemplated the situation. "The Ravenshadow family is just some minor northern clan. There¡¯s no way they have bloodlines capable of producing an Elemental Affinity." Which meant¡ the bloodline must have come from Eirik. That boy¡ªfirst-rate talent, and now he had a son with the same rare gift? Even if marrying him wasn¡¯t an option¡ *Borrowing his bloodline might be worth it.* Selene smirked at the thought. --- ¡°Hehe, I¡¯m going to raise both my husband and my son properly. With them, the Ravenshadow¡ªno, the *Becker* family¡ªis destined for greatness!¡± Pixie chuckled to herself. £¨Notably, Becker is Eirik''s surname.£© ¡°Who said you¡¯re part of the Becker family now?¡± Several women rolled their eyes in unison, quietly muttering complaints. ¡°Don¡¯t get too cocky. That kind of bloodline will attract attention. If the Crimson Frost Duke or the Demon Tree learns of it, let¡¯s see how smug you are then.¡± Selene¡¯s voice was sharp with jealousy. ¡°He wouldn¡¯t dare!¡± Pixie snorted. But deep down, she felt a flicker of anxiety. The demons were known to harvest genius bloodlines to nourish the seeds of that cursed tree. And her son¡¯s Elemental Affinity made him the perfect target. ¡°No¡ I have to be careful. Very careful.¡± Determined, Pixie isolated herself, refusing to leave the house. She used magic to bind anyone who knew about her son¡¯s abilities. Every day, she poured herself into studying magic, raising her son, and ensuring his safety. Watching her little boy grow stronger day by day, with his stats climbing ever higher, filled her with an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. --- ¡°This mana potion really works wonders!¡± Eirik marveled at his progress. After only an hour of studying magic, he had advanced from a powerless civilian to *Stalwart Lv3*. Of course, in the grand scheme of things, Stalwart Lv3 was nothing but a stepping stone. But considering that he¡¯d reached this level in just three hours, the satisfaction was undeniable. ¡°Alright, that¡¯s enough for today. I still need to join Pixie, Elvynna, and the others for magic practice tomorrow¡¡± He muttered to himself as he reopened the simulator, curious to see what had transpired during the auto-managed session. And then¡ª *He froze.* ¡°Wait a minute¡ wasn¡¯t I supposed to become Elvynna¡¯s servant?¡± How did he end up part of the *Ravenshadow* family instead? And¡ how did he end up with a kid?! Though the simulator only displayed text and images instead of full 3D graphics, Eirik still felt dizzy. But the lavish lifestyle Pixie provided quickly dispelled his confusion. ¡°These stats... this food... this clothing... This is outrageous! How can mooching off someone feel this good?!¡± A wave of emotion swept over him. Compared to his previous life with Elvynna¡ªwhere every day was a struggle¡ªthis was pure luxury. ¡°Screw it. I¡¯ll deal with Elvynna next time. For now, let¡¯s see what it¡¯s like to live the high life as a noble.¡± He let out a long, resigned sigh. *¡°I never set out to live off a woman, but this soft life found me¡ªand now, I can¡¯t escape it.¡±* As he checked the timeline, his expression grew serious. The *disaster of the Demon Tree* was less than ten years away. ¡°It¡¯s time to act.¡± Eirik¡¯s gaze hardened as memories from his previous life flooded back. In his past life, unaware that the Crimson Frost Duke had been possessed by a demon, he suffered a bitter loss and left Elvynna behind in the living world, only to meet his own untimely death. This time, things would be different. The Demon Tree could wait¡ªhis first target was the Crimson Frost Duke. --- Notably, the character Eirik played in the simulation didn¡¯t have access to the *world chat.* His path was distinct from the other players like Elvynna. 19: Breaking Ties with the Family ¡°Are you planning to kill the Crimson Frost Duke?¡± Pixie was taken aback by Eirik''s words. Why did her Eirik suddenly want to murder the Crimson Frost Duke? From what she observed during the day, he didn¡¯t seem like someone involved in any schemes. As she pondered, Eirik explained, ¡°Recently, there have been frequent reports of the Crimson Frost Duke slaughtering talented individuals. I¡¯ve heard that he has set his sights on my family¡¯s child!¡± Though Pixie had kept her son¡¯s elemental affinity a secret, the truth eventually slipped out. He was targeting her son?! That was something she could not tolerate. Killing others was one thing, but daring to lay a hand on her precious boy?! Her son, possessing the unique trait of being an all-element affinity, was something she felt she could brag about to her sisters for a lifetime. Now, he was her heart and soul. The thought that the Crimson Frost Duke wanted to harm him filled her with anguish. ¡¾You accepted Eirik¡¯s proposal, but how to kill the Crimson Frost Duke was another issue. At this moment, the Duke had already reached Practitioner Lv5, and his estate was heavily guarded¡¡¿ Eirik had considered this dilemma as well. The Crimson Frost Duke was not just a Practitioner Lv5; he was also host to the soul of an ancient demon clan. If this were a novel, he would be akin to a protagonist. That demon soul was the real challenge. However, knowing his trump card made killing him less daunting. ¡¾It is said that a venomous dragon lurks in the southern forests, its blood capable of poisoning a Savant master. They has exhausted the family¡¯s wealth to secretly procure a drop of it.¡¿ Yet, the secret procurement of this deadly poison had not been easy for Eirik and Pixie. Their family had spent a fortune on them without disclosing the reason, causing much confusion and suspicion. Even now, Pixie had become the head of the family. Opposition within the Ravenshadow family grew louder, with those already resentful of Pixie seizing the opportunity to make life difficult for her. As a result, over seventy percent of the family harbored grievances against them! The most vocal were her fourth and fifth uncles, along with their loyal servants, who repeatedly opposed Pixie, putting her in a difficult position. ¡¾Since these people oppose us so vehemently, why not take this opportunity to clear them out, allowing the Ravenshadow family to be reborn from the ashes? ¡¿Eirik suggested. Clear them all out? Pixie felt a bit dizzy. That was over seventy percent of the clan members! If she discarded them all, leaving only thirty percent of the Ravenshadow family, wouldn¡¯t they immediately fall to a third-rate or even a lower-tier status in Aelsryel City?! Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator. ¡¾As long as my son is here and I am here, how could the Ravenshadow family not rise again? These relatives drain resources and are always secretly dissatisfied with the clan¡¯s decisions, even sabotaging us. They are burdens, better off discarded!¡¿ Eirik pressed further with his proposal. ¡°Discard them outright¡¡± Pixie furrowed her brows, lost in thought. In reality, she felt it. Many people in the family had their own agendas, failing to unite as one, and the entire Ravenshadow family was deeply fragmented. If they could sweep away those useless members¡ After all, this was just a simulation. Why not give it a try?! ¡¾¡°To be so decisive, you truly are Eirik, bold and unwavering!¡±¡¿ Pixie couldn¡¯t help but express her admiration. If it weren¡¯t for Eirik, she would never have had the courage to act this way. However, Eirik¡¯s suggestion stemmed not from boldness but from his perception that this was merely a game! Moreover, he had long found the people in the Ravenshadow family displeasing. In such a large family, there were always those who would meddle. Whoever he aided would be the main character; anyone who dared to question the protagonist deserved to be dealt with! Thus, with Eirik¡¯s support, Pixie decisively initiated a major purge within the family. The Ravenshadow family split into three factions. Pixie and her fourth and fifth uncles each led a portion of the clan, forming three separate families. Pixie commanded the smallest group, and her faction was the weakest, with only one-tenth of the original Ravenshadow family¡¯s overall strength. In an instant, the people of Aelsryel City believed that it was Pixie and her group who had been expelled from the Ravenshadow family. The couple became the subject of mockery. Yet Eirik was delighted; at least now, everyone who remained with them was utterly loyal! As for those who laughed at them, well, that was simply shortsightedness. At this rate, Pixie¡¯s strength was growing rapidly, and her son had limitless potential. Their lineage would rise again; it was merely a matter of time! Next, they simply needed to develop quietly and gather strength. ¡¾Congratulations! You have obtained the title: ¡°The Understated Infiltrator.¡±¡¿ Titles like this seemed to grant unique abilities when collected in abundance, but at present, the players had too few titles to be of any use. Of course, the plan to poison the Crimson Frost Duke was finally set in motion. However, killing the Crimson Frost Duke was indeed a difficult task. Even with the lethal antidote capable of killing a Savant in their possession, the opportunity was limited, and they had to be extremely cautious. Time passed quickly, and five or six years flew by. ¡°Ha ha ha! My son has broken through to become a Practitioner! He¡¯s only eight years old¡ªtruly remarkable for an all-element affinity!¡± Pixie excitedly posted her son Thalion¡¯s stats in the world channel. ¡°Eight years old and already a Practitioner?!¡± Elvynna was astonished and couldn¡¯t help but check that pudgy boy¡¯s panel again and again. In reality, she was nineteen and had only reached Practitioner Lv1! Was this child even human?! In truth, Elvynna¡¯s Regal Bone of the Ancients had potential on par with an all-element affinity, but unfortunately, it had been taken from her. Moreover, the magical resources she received since childhood were far inferior to what Thalion had access to. ¡°Eirik¡¯s bloodline is astonishingly strong¡¡± Selene covered her mouth in disbelief. The Magic Academy attracted talent from across the Northern Lands; being able to reach the Practitioner stage by the age of twenty was considered genius-level. But this little fellow? Eight years old?! In an instant, Selene felt that the so-called genius disciples at her academy were utterly lacking. ¡°If I have a son, I want him to be like Thalion!¡± She couldn¡¯t help but express her thoughts in the world channel. ¡°Congratulations, sister!¡± Liora, who usually remained silent, finally spoke up, revealing her genuine envy. Moreover, Pixie quickly noticed that her post had received a total of six likes. With the known players, including herself, only totaling four, the six likes implied one thing: many unknown players were lurking. 20: Eliminating the Puppet Master! During this period, the little couple in the simulation game was fully committed to the art of stealth. They were determined to avoid trouble at all costs, living incredibly low-key lives. For Pixie, this was quite frustrating. After all, she was naturally the kind of person who loved to be bold and showy. However, Pip quickly found a way to keep herself entertained. Her method? Posting about her life on the world channel. She frequently shared snippets of her affection for her husband, flaunting their couple¡¯s skins and all sorts of lovey-dovey titles. Of course, she also made sure to brag about their son. He had an all-element affinity, after all! And he was growing so fast! Watching the piece of her heart grow stronger than his peers filled her with immense pride. At first, people chimed in with congratulations and envy, but soon they stopped paying her any attention. Had she really become so entitled just because she got her hands on that golden card for Eirik? Unbelievable! So over the top! *¡¾This year, both you and Pixie have reached Practitioner Lv7, and the assassins you sent to infiltrate the Crimson Frost Duke¡¯s estate have returned with good news.¡¿* *¡¾Tonight, the Crimson Frost Duke will host a banquet inviting the leaders of the prominent families in town, and your assassins will finally have the opportunity to access the Duke¡¯s food.¡¿* *¡¾You realize that the critical moment may have arrived. Will you attend the banquet?¡¿* Did that even need to be asked? Of course, they would go! Eirik had to witness the demise of the Crimson Frost Duke with his own eyes! He remembered all too well that in his previous life, it was the Crimson Frost Duke who had killed him. Otherwise, he and Elvynna would have been happily together for a long time, effortlessly establishing a powerful family without any trouble! As he made his choice, Eirik noticed a slight shift in the scene before him. An extravagant banquet appeared, showcasing the opulence of the Crimson Frost Duke¡¯s estate. In the scene, a middle-aged man with an imposing demeanor and a haughty expression raised his wine glass¡ªthis was none other than the Crimson Frost Duke himself! Surrounding him were other family mentors and clan leaders from Aelsryel City, all wearing sycophantic smiles. Only Eirik and Pixie remained shrouded in darkness, their expressions hidden from the flickering candlelight. With a gentle tap on the scene, the image morphed like a comic strip, revealing the next panel. There stood the Crimson Frost Duke, wine glass in hand, his expression suddenly shifting as his body began to fracture at the abdomen. He had drunk the poisoned wine! Strangely enough, a spectral old man¡¯s soul emerged above the Duke¡¯s head, filled with rage and disbelief. *¡¾The Crimson Frost Duke has ingested your poisoned wine but managed to survive due to his protective magical artifact, sustaining only severe injuries.¡¿* This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. *¡¾At this moment, your choices are...¡¿* *¡¾1. Quietly escape and seek another opportunity.¡¿* *¡¾2. Boldly stand up, reveal that the Crimson Frost Duke''s body has been possessed by a malevolent spirit, and engage him in battle!¡¿* *¡¾3. Frame someone else, claiming it was their doing.¡¿* What the hell, he wasn¡¯t dead yet?! Hadn¡¯t it been said that this poison could kill even a Savant? The Crimson Frost Duke had some serious hidden means! What should he choose now?! After a moment¡¯s contemplation, Eirik decided on the second option! He was already injured; revealing his true nature and finishing him off seemed like a solid plan! He was now a Practitioner Lv7 himself and was not to be underestimated! Moreover, time was running out; the emergence of the Magic Tree was only a few years away. Meanwhile, Pixie, initially considering waiting a bit longer, quickly received Eirik¡¯s suggestion. After pondering for a moment, she changed her mind and decided to act alongside Eirik! *¡¾The two of you suddenly rose, vehemently exposing the Crimson Frost Duke¡¯s true identity. The crowd was skeptical yet shocked.¡¿* *¡¾Furious and enraged, the Crimson Frost Duke attempted to flee despite his injuries, but you swiftly intercepted him, sparking a fierce battle!¡¿* *¡¾Amid the chaos, Eirik smashed the Duke''s head, causing the malevolent soul to escape. Realization dawned on many, and several rushed to join you in eliminating him.¡¿* The Crimson Frost Duke, desperate to employ the same tactic again, attempted to possess another body. But Eirik was ready; he produced a magical artifact that locked onto the soul¡¯s aura. *¡¾Outnumbered, the Crimson Frost Duke was ultimately slain.¡¿* *¡¾And the seeds of the demon tree were completely eradicated.¡¿* Eirik couldn¡¯t help but feel exhilarated. Finally, the Duke was dead! This had been a long time coming¡ªthe mastermind behind his downfall across three simulated lives had finally met his end! Just as he savored this victory, a flurry of system notifications appeared before him. *¡¾Congratulations! You have completed the series of event quests: The Demon Tree Crisis.¡¿* *¡¾Quest Rating: Purple¡¿* *¡¾Event Rewards:¡¿* *Soul Purification Elixir?* Eirik had indeed heard of this potion; it could cleanse the impurities of the soul and enhance a practitioner¡¯s magical potential, helping them adapt to and master magic more swiftly. It was a valuable treasure. However, compared to the Eye of Divine Insight he had received for completing this quest in his previous life, the Soul Purification Elixir seemed somewhat underwhelming. Of course, that had been the first completion of an event. This time, completing it alongside Pixie merely yielded a higher score, since both of them had survived, resulting in a purple rating! This was the first time he had seen a purple rating. Unfortunately, it wasn¡¯t a first-time completion. Had it been a first-clear with a purple rating, the rewards would have been much richer. ¡°Haha! Finally, the Demon Tree crisis is resolved!¡± Meanwhile, Pixie was sprawled on the bed, excitedly kicking her feet. With the Demon Tree gone, her and Eirik¡¯s journey as magical scholars should proceed smoothly from here on out, right?! *¡¾The Crimson Frost Duke is dead, but the repercussions of his demise are far from over¡¡¿* A line of small text suddenly floated before Pixie¡¯s eyes. ¡°What do you mean? He¡¯s dead; what else could happen?¡± Eirik felt a faint sense of unease creeping in. Sure enough, the next message left him feeling a bit disheartened. *¡¾The Crimson Frost Duke was the most favored son of the king of the Dawnstar Dynasty. Your public execution of him has enraged the current emperor. Although many rumors suggest that the Duke had long been possessed by a demon soul, the emperor is known for his lack of reason.¡¿* *¡¾It is rumored that an envoy from the emperor is set to cross the northern territories specifically seeking you two.¡¿* *¡¾At this moment, your choices are¡¡¿* *¡¾1. Keep a low profile and wait for the emperor¡¯s envoy to arrive. Perhaps the emperor of the Dawnstar Dynasty won¡¯t wrongfully accuse you.¡¿* *¡¾2. Perhaps the furious emperor would not spare a thought for your insignificant lives. Flee with your family and seek refuge in the mountains.¡¿* *¡¾3. You¡¯ve heard of a band of Red Cloak rebels rising in the borderlands; perhaps joining them would be wise. You¡¯ve long held disdain for that pompous emperor; it¡¯s time to rebel!¡¿* What the hell, there was this kind of development too?! Eirik felt a bit frustrated. How should he choose now?! 21: The Many Benefits of the Gold Card After frowning in thought for a while, Eirik swiftly dismissed the first option. *Lay low and wait for the emperor''s envoy?* Wasn¡¯t that essentially handing over his fate to someone else? This envoy of the emperor was rumored to be a master of the Savant rank., with considerable power. More importantly, he represented the will of the emperor. How could one feel at ease placing their life in the hands of such a person? Furthermore, according to their intel, the vile emperor, having lost his beloved son, might very well direct his rage towards them. This option was definitely out of the question! As for the third option¡ªoutright rebellion against the empire and joining the so-called Crimson Cloak Army¡ªwas hardly a wise choice either. Declaring war against the emperor didn¡¯t bother him much. As a reincarnated soul from another world, he didn¡¯t hold a strong sense of reverence for the emperor or the nobility of this realm. *Nobility?* What was so impressive about that? He was a reincarnator! The foul emperor didn¡¯t play by the rules; so what if he rebelled against him? However, Eirik realized that, over the years he had spent developing his family, he hadn¡¯t invested in any skills related to ¡°warfare.¡± Suddenly revolting against the empire, and he would still be lacking in strength. If he charged in unprepared, that path would be fraught with danger. After much deliberation, he concluded that the second option was the most reliable: to lie low and become a hidden family. He would spend some time utilizing his extraordinary support talents to bring Pixie and their son up to speed. Once their son¡¯s all-element affinity matured, that pathetic emperor of the Dawnstar Dynasty wouldn¡¯t be worth a second thought! ¡°Hide away? Sounds good, sounds good! I¡¯ll listen to my husband!¡± Upon hearing Eirik''s suggestion, Pixie nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at grains. Watching this scene unfold, Elvynna clenched her teeth and let out a cold laugh, mocking, ¡°Oh, so you¡¯re just going to follow your husband¡¯s lead? Can¡¯t you have a mind of your own? Pathetic!¡± As soon as Elvynna''s comment was posted, it quickly garnered approval from several lurking onlookers, accumulating seven or eight likes in no time. Some even sent anonymous messages. ¡°Ha! This must be what they call love-struck, huh? Pixie, you¡¯ve really embarrassed the Ravenshadow family!¡± ¡°He was originally dependent on your family, but now he¡¯s become the head of the family. How about you just take his last name, Becker?¡± A group of people joined in the ridicule. But Pixie merely chuckled, ¡°Jealousy, that¡¯s what this is¡ªpure jealousy!¡± ¡°So what if I listen to my husband? He¡¯s right, and I should listen to him! This is called being wise and open-minded!¡± ¡°Let¡¯s be real, even if I am love-struck, so what? I have a golden-card husband and a son with all-element affinity! Do you have that?¡± This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it. Pixie was brimming with pride now. She even boldly shouted at Elvynna, ¡°Elvynnasenpai, you may have your opinions, but you had someone help you learn magic for over a decade. Yet, here you are, causing him harm in no time!¡± ¡°You¡¡± Elvynna wanted to argue that it was the Crimson Frost Duke who had killed Eirik, not her. How could she be to blame? But as she opened her mouth, she fell silent. Though it was true that Eirik had fallen to the Crimson Frost Duke, the fact that she hadn¡¯t been able to save him weighed heavily on her conscience. Otherwise, she wouldn¡¯t have remained haunted by it all this time in the simulation, vowing to wait for his return in the cycle. Unfortunately, her lifespan was finite, and she couldn¡¯t wait for that day to come. ¡°Humph! Just wait and see! Our family¡¯s current predicament is only temporary. In a few decades or a century, the Dawnstar Dynasty will belong to the Becker family!¡± ¡¾Before the emperor''s envoy arrives, your family flees en masse, hiding deep in the mountains.¡¿ ¡¾To escape quickly, you have no choice but to sell off your assets at a loss, suffering greatly.¡¿ ¡¾Family assets -35%¡¿ The system¡¯s notifications flooded in one after another. Eirik winced at the sight. This was a hefty loss! Originally, after splitting from the original family, their assets had dwindled to only one-tenth of the former Ravenshadow family''s wealth. After years of hard work, they had finally managed to grow their industry a bit. Now, having retreated into the mountains, they were right back to square one; all the efforts of the past few years had gone down the drain. ¡°That damn emperor is no good! The Crimson Frost Duke was possessed by a demon soul, and I killed him. By all rights, I should be honored for avenging the original Crimson Frost Duke. That foul emperor should be grateful!¡± Eirik muttered to himself. He mentally noted, This grudge? I¡¯ll remember it! The Dawnstar Dynasty had been established for thousands of years, far too long. Sooner or later, I¡¯ll ensure that throne changes hands. ¡¾You lead a large group of people, trudging through the nearby mountain forests, searching for a suitable place to settle.¡¿ This journey was anything but peaceful. They faced assaults from magical beasts, encountered traps, ruins, magical creatures, and countless unexpected events. To cope with these incidents, the family suffered significant losses¡ªover half their original manpower was gone, and the consumption of Elemental Stones and magical items was beyond count. Watching these scenes unfold made Pixie¡¯s heart race; she felt like bursting into tears. This pioneering venture was far too difficult! She even began to doubt if listening to Eirik and leaving Aelsryel City to hide in the mountains was truly the right choice. They hadn¡¯t even found a settlement yet, and the family was already suffering grievously. Even if they found a place to settle later, they would have to remain vigilant against the beast attacks, which would undoubtedly be a tough challenge. Being a hidden family was no easy task! However, when Pixie opened her adventure rewards, she suddenly fell silent. ¡¾Congratulations! Eirik¡¯s talent has activated ''Fortune Favor,'' increasing this settlement reward with a purple item¡¡¿ ¡¾Congratulations! Eirik¡¯s talent has activated ''Fortune Favor,'' increasing this settlement reward by thirty percent¡¡¿ ¡¾Congratulations! Your personal guard has experienced numerous battles, with average strength now breaking through to Practitioner Lv5¡¡¿ Looking at the pile of newly added items in the warehouse and the breakthroughs among her subordinates, Pixie¡¯s previously stiff face broke into a radiant smile. These rewards were beyond abundant! How could it feel like they had lost less than what they had gained? The key was Eirik''s "Fortune Favor" talent¡ªhow incredibly useful! In every unexpected situation, he always managed to find treasures! This guy was just like those protagonists in novels, stumbling upon good fortune wherever he went. How delightful! Ahaha, is this the benefit of the gold card? The child of fortune is incredibly strong! As she thought back to her past life, she remembered how she had once fled alone into the vast forest outside the city, ultimately cornered by magical beasts and forced to drown herself in the river, dying in despair. But this time, with Eirik by her side, the situation was entirely different. Pixie joyfully jumped out of bed, dancing around the room with excitement. ¡°What¡¯s gotten into our young lady? It¡¯s almost dawn, and you¡¯re still wide awake and so energetic¡¡± Her big movements startled the little maid waiting outside the screen, waking her up once more. The little girl looked out at the sky, now turning a pale white, filled with confusion. It seemed the young lady hadn¡¯t slept a wink all night. As her personal maid, she hadn¡¯t rested well either and had dark circles under her eyes. ¡°Miss, it¡¯s dawn; perhaps you should rest a bit?¡± The little maid rubbed her eyes and mustered the courage to say, ¡°Dawn already?¡± Pixie looked up in astonishment, realizing that she had unknowingly played all night long. ¡°Ugh¡ Sleep? What¡¯s that? I¡¯m still full of energy! I¡¯m not sleeping today!¡± *I haven¡¯t even taken my husband and son to find the family¡¯s new home yet! How can I sleep?!* At that moment, Pixie was fully immersed in the simulation, completely lost in the experience. 22: Quietly Cultivating Strength Initially, Pixie thought that entering the depths of the wilderness would spell disaster for the Becker family. To her surprise, what started as a crisis turned into an opportunity! As she looked at the supplies in the warehouse, they just kept increasing¡ªfilling her heart with hope. Pixie couldn''t contain her excitement, eagerly sharing the news in the world chat. "Who would have thought it could turn out like this..." "Fortune favors... I seriously underestimated Eirik and his golden card!" Everyone was taken aback, filled with emotions. We had all expected Pixie to be in for a rough time this round! Who would have guessed that Eirik, with his talent for luck, would turn a potential family catastrophe into a massive opportunity? Not only had we uncovered numerous treasures, but the entire family was undergoing a transformation. The Becker family, once filled with idle rich youths, now stood united. Although they had some strength and unwavering loyalty, they often fell short in battles. But now, after battling countless beasts and monsters, every member of the family had grown. Each of them was now a warrior. They had mastered teamwork, functioning almost like a magical scholar''s army. If the Becker family had this level of unity and strength from the beginning, what would it matter if they had to wait in the city for the emperor''s envoy to arrive? This newfound power was not to be underestimated. Even if they teamed up with a few ordinary soldiers, they could spark a significant uproar. The emperor of the Dawnstar Dynasty would certainly think twice before messing with them. After all, would he really take revenge on them just because he lost a son? Absolutely not! As long as the Becker family was strong enough, even if he truly killed a prince or a noble, the emperor would have to swallow his pride. "New artwork unlocked!" Pixie suddenly brightened up, noticing that both she and Eirik now had a new scene illustration. The title of this artwork was *"Fighting Together."* In the artwork, Eirik and Pixie stood back to back, battling a colossal beast. Though dwarfed by the mountain-like monster, their faces showed no fear; united, with their swords drawn, they radiated determination. *¡¾Artwork Effect (Purple): Significantly boosts family morale and increases the holder''s damage output.¡¿* A purple effect?! Hehe! Pixie happily scrutinized the illustration. That purple effect was something she had only had once before, and it was a family gift. Now, carrying this artwork, she had gained an additional purple effect. The feeling was absolutely exhilarating. This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. More importantly, Eirik looked incredibly handsome in the illustration, while she appeared as beautiful as a celestial being. This made the beauty-obsessed Pip unable to look away! "Is it really thanks to Eirik¡¯s golden card that Pixie¡¯s journey has become so colorful?" "Seeing her life and then glancing at my own, I suddenly feel so mundane. How boring..." Many lurking players quietly sighed. Some even resolved in their hearts: Next time, we have to snag Eirik for ourselves! Isn¡¯t it just about building a deep friendship with this guy? If Pip can do it, why can¡¯t we? *¡¾After enduring countless hardships, you finally discover a vibrant elemental mountain range named Starlight Range, where the elemental index has reached purple level. Would you like to settle here?¡¿* After three grueling months of exploration in-game, the system finally popped up a special notification! Eirik''s heart trembled with excitement. Finally! We found a suitable location! While it wasn''t a golden mountain, purple was still quite excellent. Golden mountains were probably long claimed by other hidden clans. Finding a purple one was already a significant achievement. *¡¾Your husband Eirik suggests settling here. What is your opinion?¡¿* "Do I even need to say? Let''s settle!" Pixie nodded eagerly. "Heh, you always agree with Eirik¡¯s suggestions. Why not just let the game system take care of everything?" Someone anonymously commented, looking down on Pixie. "Let it take care of everything..." Pixie ignored the jealous comments from the other women. She thought to herself that perhaps letting the system handle things wasn''t a bad idea. After all, with such a powerful husband and son, she could simply enjoy the benefits! "Ugh, it¡¯s already bright out. I still need to study magic with Eirik in the real world..." Thinking this, Pixie reluctantly closed the prediction panel. While predicting the future was thrilling, she couldn¡¯t neglect reality! Otherwise, wouldn¡¯t that be counterproductive? She had to make sure to capture Eirik in the real world too! "Hehe, I wonder if he¡¯s awake yet!" With that thought, Pixie didn¡¯t rush out. Instead, she quickly woke the sleepy maid and began getting ready. A girl had to look her best when going out! On the other side, Eirik was still in the game. The system had popped up a new notification. *¡¾Your family has settled in Starlight Range. This place is brimming with elemental energy, boasting stunning scenery. Your family is joyfully building their home, full of hopes for the future. But soon, you will face the first challenge of your seclusion.¡¿* *¡¾The Starlight Range was once the territory of a group of monkeys. Your arrival has made the monkey king(no wukong) extremely unhappy. These monkeys frequently clash with your family, and you have tried to appease them, offering a substantial amount of Elemental Stone magical items as compensation.¡¿* *¡¾Yet the monkeys remain ungrateful. The greedy monkey king thinks you are easy prey and has ramped up his attacks, even ruthlessly attacking your family. Your conflicts have escalated to an irreconcilable state...¡¿* These monkeys are quite ungrateful! Sorry, monkeys, but it¡¯s time for a policy change! Eirik immediately set about driving the monkeys away. Although the monkey king£¨No Wukong£© had reached Practitioner Lv8 and Eirik¡¯s team was only Practitioner Lv7, it was quite ordinary for game protagonists to challenge opponents above their level. Eirik and Pixie teamed up, delivering a powerful couple¡¯s combo, and in no time, they drove the monkeys away. The only regret was that the monkey king was strong enough to escape despite his defeat. With the monkey horde gone, peace returned to the land, and life grew tranquil once more. Eirik and Pixie immersed themselves in their daily studies of magic. Their son, Thal, was also growing rapidly, improving by leaps and bounds. However, good times don¡¯t last. About a year later in-game, Eirik suddenly noticed a red exclamation mark appear in the upper left corner of his screen. Upon clicking it, he discovered a brand new system notification. *¡¾Destiny Warning: The monkey king''s revenge is imminent.¡¿* *¡¾The monkey king, whom you drove away, has harbored resentment. By chance, he encountered a hunter from Aelsryel City. With the hunter¡¯s information and his past experiences, he deduced your true identities.¡¿* *¡¾The monkey king has transformed into a human and infiltrated Aelsryel City, informing the emperor¡¯s envoy, who is searching for you.¡¿* *¡¾In less than a month, the emperor¡¯s envoy will arrive at Starlight Range.¡¿* 23: I Choose to Fight Head-On! ¡°The Emperor''s envoy... again?¡± Eirik muttered under his breath, annoyance flickering across his face. Why couldn¡¯t the man leave them alone? Was he some ghost haunting them, refusing to rest? The rumor was that this envoy was at **Savant level**¡ªa terrifying rank. In the magical hierarchy, it stood beyond the **Practitioner** stage, making it an incredibly difficult threshold to surpass. Even someone as talented as Elvynna had struggled to advance, despite having Eirik¡ªa literal golden-tier card¡ªby her side. They¡¯d tried twice through simulation trials, yet she remained stuck at this bottleneck for ages. And if even Elvynna couldn''t break through, what hope did others have? To achieve the rank of **Savant** meant to become one in a thousand. Only the strongest Practitioners at Level 9 had a chance to cross that divide. But those who did were no ordinary beings¡ªthey were **Revered Ones**, individuals with lifespans that stretched across millennia. For context, the average Practitioner at Level 9 might live a few centuries¡ªat most nine hundred years. But Savants? They lived for thousands of years, amassing knowledge and skills that made them nearly unstoppable. In other words, dealing with a Savant wasn¡¯t a joke. And right now, Eirik and his companions had made such an enemy. The Emperor¡¯s envoy had scoured the entire city of Aelsryel, fuming with rage when he failed to locate Eirik and the others. Even distant branches of the Ravenshadow family weren¡¯t spared from his wrath. To some extent, Eirik could understand the envoy''s frustration. After all, the Emperor had sent him to investigate his son¡¯s death, and now the main suspects had vanished. If they escaped, the envoy would be the one taking the blame. Despite being a Savant, the envoy didn¡¯t rank high enough to face the Emperor¡¯s fury without consequences. --- ¡°Damn it! Can¡¯t a girl catch a break for once? Another life-threatening crisis already?¡± Pixie groaned, her frustration slipping out as her maid combed her hair. Unable to resist, she opened her simulation panel to check the progress of her automated tasks¡ªand what she saw left her fuming. ¡°All I want is some peace and quiet to study magic, raise my son, and support my husband! Is that so much to ask?¡± The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. --- ¡¾Pixie asks what you plan to do. She says she doesn¡¯t mind going on another long journey if needed.¡¿ Eirik read Pixie¡¯s message and let out a sigh. It seemed like Pip was ready to run again. But Eirik wasn¡¯t convinced they needed to. Yes, the envoy was powerful. But after all their training, so were they. Both Eirik and Pixie had now reached **Practitioner Level 9**. While they were still a step away from Savant, overcoming impossible odds was part of being the protagonist, wasn¡¯t it? Besides, they were holed up in the **Starlight Range**, a naturally defensible location with environmental bonuses on their side. Maybe, just maybe, this could be their chance to kill a Savant. If the envoy insisted on chasing them to the ends of the earth, why not take him down and end it here? --- ¡°Killing the Emperor¡¯s envoy?!¡± Pixie gaped when Eirik shared his thoughts. Her husband certainly wasn¡¯t lacking in courage. But could they really kill the Emperor''s envoy? As someone born into a noble mage family, Pixie understood the vast gulf between Practitioner Level 9 and a Savant better than anyone. It was an insurmountable chasm. Yet, as Pixie weighed her options, she found herself willing to trust Eirik again. He¡¯d led them to victory before¡ªagainst all odds. And if things went south, they could always restart. After all, it was just a simulation, right? ¡°Wait, you¡¯re really going to fight him head-on?¡± Selene couldn¡¯t hold back her disbelief and immediately voiced her concerns in the world chat. ¡°This is reckless! The envoy¡¯s power isn¡¯t something to take lightly. Your Ravenshadow family is just starting to recover. Engaging him now would be a foolish waste!¡± Selene continued her analysis, her words meticulous and thoughtful. ¡°If you ask me, you should retreat deeper into the mountains. I¡¯ve heard that west of the Starlight Range lies the **Sea of Reincarnation**, a forbidden zone bordering the demonic realms. If the situation becomes dire, escaping into the demonlands could be your best bet.¡± She added, ¡°Others might perish trying to cross that place, but with your luck¡ªand your son¡¯s rare affinity for all elements¡ªyou might not only survive but even uncover a great opportunity.¡± Selene¡¯s message received a flood of likes, with many players agreeing with her strategy. --- ¡°Pip, the mentor has a point. Why fight? Didn¡¯t your last journey bring plenty of rewards? Why risk everything now?¡± Liora chimed in with her opinion. ¡°You don¡¯t get it.¡± Pixie pouted. ¡°My husband said running once was fine, but if we keep running, our family will lose its spirit. What¡¯s the point of surviving if we lose everything that matters?¡± Pixie crossed her arms defiantly. ¡°Even if we die, we¡¯ll die with honor! You wouldn¡¯t understand!¡± Deep down, Pixie knew they doubted her and Eirik¡¯s decision. They were jealous¡ªdefinitely jealous. ¡°Honor, huh¡¡± Selene fell silent, contemplating Pixie¡¯s words. It was true¡ªhonor was valuable. But would she herself make the same choice? Probably not. In her case, she¡¯d opt for survival, even if it meant enduring humiliation. But she also understood Eirik¡¯s mindset. As someone blessed by fate, he was destined to take risks others would avoid. --- Eirik wasn¡¯t thinking that deeply about it, though. This was just a game. And if it was a game, why not take risks? If things went wrong, they could just restart! And if they *could* fight, then they *would* fight. The Emperor¡¯s envoy? Just another stepping stone. And if they managed to kill him, why stop there? One day, they¡¯d topple the entire **Dawnstar Dynasty**. Eirik smirked to himself. This game wasn¡¯t just about survival¡ªit was about raising the most powerful queen the universe had ever seen. A mere emperor was nothing in comparison. --- ¡°Heh, my husband said the Emperor¡¯s envoy is nothing but an ant! And one day, he¡¯ll even overthrow the old Emperor himself! The Dawnstar Dynasty? We¡¯ll trample its palace, make the Emperor pour our wine, and turn the Empress into our maid!¡± Pixie gleefully posted Eirik¡¯s words in the world chat, adding her own flair for good measure. For a moment, the entire channel went silent. This was escalating fast. Taking on the envoy was bold enough, but declaring war on the Emperor? At **Practitioner Level 9**, no less? That was beyond reckless¡ªit was madness. --- ¡°Eirik... That¡¯s... bold,¡± Liora finally responded, her hesitation obvious. ¡°Are you planning to rebel against the Empire?¡± Elvynna, who had remained silent until now, found herself moved. The truth was, she had always dreamed of rebelling against the Empire. After all, it was an imperial princess who had stolen her **Regal Bone of the Ancients**, a debt she had yet to repay. But for now, she lacked the strength. Perhaps... Eirik¡¯s boldness was exactly what they needed. 24: Elvynna’s Brilliant Plan! In this simulation cycle, Elvynna failed to win over Eirik, but she wasn¡¯t one to give up. She had been relentlessly studying magic, learning as if possessed. Thanks to her experiences from the previous lives, her progress in this life wasn¡¯t exactly slow either. Yes, the knowledge from past lives carried over into the next simulation. It was both realistic and logical¡ªafter all, as the number of simulations increased, Elvynna in the real world began accumulating countless insights and experiences from those past iterations. If she kept making the same foolish mistakes as in her first life, the new simulations would no longer reflect reality! Now, armed with wisdom from her past lives, Elvynna had advanced to **Practitioner Lv8**! "The upcoming battle at **Starlight Range**... perhaps I¡¯ll have a chance to join in," she thought, her eyes narrowing with contemplation. She suspected that Pixie might soon make a grave mistake. Her whole family could end up captured or killed by the Emperor¡¯s envoy. And if that happened, Elvynna would finally have her moment. All she needed was the right opportunity¡ªrescue Eirik in secret, and maybe... just maybe, she could win her husband back. During her silent cultivation, Elvynna had also come to a crucial realization: **Pixie, despite her cleverness, had a fatal flaw¡ªshe lacked true talent.** Though Pip was currently progressing quickly under Eirik¡¯s guidance, Elvynna wasn¡¯t convinced the girl could reach the **Savant level** of a mage. There was still a big question mark hanging over that. "I lost the first battle... but I¡¯ll live longer than you. And when you¡¯re gone, isn¡¯t he still going to be mine?" Elvynna¡¯s lips curled into a cold smile. What¡¯s the point of acting so arrogant now? You¡¯ll never reach the Savant level, meaning you can only live a few hundred years at best. Elvynna, however, wasn¡¯t just a Savant in her past life¡ªshe had reached the legendary third realm, **Grandmaster**! ...A few hundred years is nothing but the blink of an eye for someone like me. I¡¯ll outlast you. And with time on my side, I¡¯ll be the one who spends the longest with him. If Eirik knew what she was thinking, he might not be able to hold back a gasp. If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. **Is this really happening?** Competing for him based on **who could live the longest**? ¡°Pip, send me the map to Starlight Range. If I can make it in time, I might lend you a hand,¡± Elvynna said calmly in the world chat. ¡°...You want to help me?!¡± Pixie was taken aback. Since when was Elvynna so generous?! ¡°Elvynna-senpai, even after everything, you¡¯re still willing to help me?¡± Pixie blinked in disbelief. She had sensed the threat looming from the Emperor¡¯s envoy, and if Elvynna was serious about helping, it would be a great boost. But could she be trusted? Pixie had her doubts. ¡°It¡¯s not a big deal. So what if you stole my husband? It¡¯s just made me realize that mastering magic is what truly matters.¡± Now that Elvynna had confirmed her next course of action, she spoke with calm detachment. **Pixie?** In Elvynna¡¯s eyes, she was nothing more than a **future skeleton**¡ªa walking corpse with a countdown ticking away. It was like how a long-lived human views a mayfly. **Why waste energy getting mad at something so insignificant?** Elvynna¡¯s cold demeanor matched Pixie¡¯s memories of her senpai¡ªaloof, indifferent, and single-mindedly focused on magic and cultivation. It had only been in the last few simulations, when Eirik¡¯s warmth had melted Elvynna¡¯s icy exterior, that she had started to change. Elvynna had even spent countless years searching for a way to resurrect him in some of her lifetimes. ¡°Are you really not interested in stealing my husband anymore?¡± Pixie asked cautiously. **Your husband?!** He was mine to begin with, you thief! Elvynna almost lost her composure, but she quickly reined in her emotions and answered in a flat tone, ¡°Oh, I¡¯ll steal him¡ªif you die. With someone as talented as Eirik around, it would be a waste not to take him.¡± ¡°That¡¯s true. Even if it¡¯s not about romance, who wouldn¡¯t want to be around someone with Eirik¡¯s talents?¡± Pixie murmured, hesitating for a moment. She knew Elvynna¡¯s offer to help might come with strings attached¡ªElvynna could be planning to earn Eirik¡¯s gratitude by showing up at just the right time. After all, acts of kindness during moments of crisis leave a lasting impression. After some deliberation, Pixie sighed and sent Elvynna the map to Starlight Range. **Let¡¯s see what you can do.** Our love is unshakable¡ªthere¡¯s no way you can come between us! And truthfully, Pixie needed all the help she could get. Though Elvynna was only at **Practitioner Lv8** right now, Pixie knew she couldn¡¯t be treated as just any ordinary Practitioner. Elvynna had reached the Grandmaster level in a previous life. With her help, their odds of victory would undoubtedly increase. ¡°I can¡¯t believe little Elvynna is being so generous. Even with her help, though, the outcome doesn¡¯t look promising,¡± Selene muttered, shaking her head. Her words quickly received seven or eight likes, showing that she wasn¡¯t the only one who doubted the plan. The gap between a Savant and a Practitioner was simply too vast¡ªit was hard to imagine how Eirik¡¯s group could pull off a win. ¡°We¡¯ll win!¡± Pixie whispered fiercely, clenching her fists. But deep down, uncertainty gnawed at her. Both she and her husband **had to survive**. She knew that if she died first, someone would definitely steal Eirik away. And if Eirik were to die... what would be the point of her simulated lives after that? ¡°Hehe, things are heating up! I love a good fight¡ªthis game just keeps getting better!¡± Some anonymous spectators added gleeful comments. Little did anyone know that the one making these enthusiastic remarks was none other than the quiet and introverted **Liora**. At that very moment, Liora sat in a dark chamber beneath the city, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, making her look like something out of a horror film. But if one looked closely, they would see that beneath the disheveled hair was a pale, delicate face. Despite the eerie setting, Liora¡¯s beauty was undeniable¡ªshe wasn¡¯t truly ghostly, just deeply eccentric. Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she watched the game unfold, a stark contrast to the shy and silent persona she projected in public. **Yes, Liora was an enigma¡ªoutwardly timid and quiet, but with a chaotic soul craving excitement and conflict. In some ways, she was like Harley Quinn, reveling in the chaos around her. 25: Eirik Looks Absolutely Stunning With more than a month to go before the emperor¡¯s emissary arrived, Eirik had already begun his preparations. First, traps and large-scale magic arrays were set around the Starlight Range. The clanspeople also trained in formation tactics to boost their combat abilities. It felt a bit like a tower defense game¡ªone with high stakes. Luckily, not long ago, Eirik and Pixie had ventured far and wide to explore ancient ruins. Their journey yielded a trove of ancient relics, including several magic tools and tomes related to defensive formations. Thanks to these resources, the defenses and offensive capabilities of the Starlight Range saw a significant boost. Eirik even set up a massive magic array called the **¡°Aegis Sanctum¡±**. The Aegis Sanctum allowed low-level practitioners¡ªthose at Level 1 or 2¡ªto operate it efficiently enough to kill a Level 5 warrior and fend off even a Level 7 opponent. While it still couldn¡¯t stop a Savant-level master on its own, the array could inflict real damage and distract such a powerhouse. Of course, this formidable array consumed an insane amount of Elemental Stones. But with Eirik¡¯s recent wealth, such resources were no longer an issue. For now, at least, he could afford to play this high-stakes game. As training continued, time flew by, and finally, the day of the emissary¡¯s arrival came. **¡¾A strong wind blew in from the southeast, rustling the grass and trees with a thunderous roar.¡¿** You and the clanspeople looked toward the horizon, where a brilliant streak of magic light shot across the sky. Leading the group was a man dressed in black-and-gold robes, hands folded behind his back, exuding an air of supreme authority. It was none other than the emperor¡¯s famed emissary, **Cassian Valtros**. ¡°So this is the emperor¡¯s envoy?¡± someone murmured as they gazed at his striking figure. In the world chat, players marveled at his character model, stirring a flurry of comments. Valtros looked like a young man with black hair, yet an overwhelming sense of dignity radiated from him, enough to make anyone tremble. With nothing more than a glance, he summoned winds that set the flowers, grass, and trees of the Starlight Range swaying wildly. **¡°A Savant-level master¡¡±** Selene whispered with awe. Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. ¡°Our magic academy doesn¡¯t even have someone at the Savant level. It¡¯s said that only the founder ever reached that realm, and even that is just a legend. Seeing a Savant in action is a rare privilege.¡± Liora¡¯s voice was filled with envy. **¡°When will I ever reach such heights in magic?¡±** In her previous two lifetimes within the simulation, she had died early, never coming close to the Savant level. Among the top players, only Elvynna had made it the furthest, reaching the fabled Grandmaster level¡ªa journey of legendary proportions. Pixie scoffed, feeling indignant. **¡°So what if he¡¯s a Savant? My husband¡ª¡±** But her words faltered as she stared at the game screen. Her heart sank, and her face darkened. The emperor¡¯s emissary wasn¡¯t alone. Behind him stood the **Monkey King** and several high-ranking warriors from **Aelsryel City**. These warriors were at least Level 5 or 6 practitioners, with some possibly even stronger. Individually, they might not be impressive, but gathered together, they posed a considerable threat. At the range¡¯s boundary, the group was halted by a dense, swirling mist. Cassian Valtros, however, stood high above the clouds, gazing down with an indifferent expression. Before Valtros could say a word, the Monkey King stepped forward with a sneer. **¡°Eirik, Pixie, you criminals! Come out and kneel before the emperor¡¯s emissary!¡±** **¡°These shameless opportunists! They make me sick!¡±** Pixie clenched her teeth in fury. In previous simulations, when chaos broke out with the demonic tree, none of these people had been so united. Now that the Becker family was down on its luck, they¡¯d all shown up, eager to kick them while they were down. **¡°Looks like Pip messed up this time.¡±** Selene shook her head quietly. Even without the emissary, the warriors from Aelsryel City would have been enough to cause serious trouble. **¡°Eirik is really getting ahead of himself,¡±** Liora thought with a smirk. Still, she couldn¡¯t blame him. For a man who had once been an ordinary person, reaching this level of power was bound to make anyone a bit cocky. **¡°I hope he survives this¡¡±** Liora murmured as she tucked her hair behind her ear. Without Eirik, this simulation would lose much of its charm. **¡°Keeping him alive won¡¯t be easy,¡±** Elvynna muttered, furrowing her brows. Even for her, this situation was complicated. The game continued. Instead of hiding, Eirik boldly stepped out from behind the gates of the Starlight Range to confront the emperor¡¯s emissary. **¡°Kneel before the emperor¡¯s emissary, you wretch!¡±** one of the warriors shouted angrily. But Eirik stood tall, his white robes billowing in the wind, his posture upright and relaxed. **¡°Kneel? Hah! The emperor¡¯s emissary is nothing more than the emperor¡¯s lapdog. And I, Eirik, am not afraid of a dog.¡±** The crowd fell silent. In the world chat, players were stunned. Many had thought similar things before, but no one had dared to say them aloud¡ªespecially not directly to the emissary¡¯s face. Sure, Valtros might be a ¡°dog,¡± but he was a **Savant-level** dog. Who in their right mind would insult him? **¡°Eirik, you¡¯ve got guts.¡±** A system notification rang out. **[Congratulations! You have earned the title: Fearless of Royalty!]** **[Fearless of Royalty: When equipped, you are immune to intimidation effects and deal 20% extra damage to members of royalty.]** Pixie¡¯s eyes sparkled with delight. **¡°Another new title? My gold-card husband never fails to impress!¡±** For a moment, she wanted to join the fight and stand by Eirik¡¯s side. But to her surprise, Eirik rejected her request. **¡°Pip, it¡¯s just the emperor¡¯s lapdog. I can handle this on my own. Just sit back and watch.¡±** Pixie blinked, stunned. **¡°Wait¡ what?¡±** Sure, Eirik was handsome, but was he crazy? Even with their combined strength, they might not stand a chance against the emissary. What was he thinking? **¡°Is he planning to stall them so I can escape?¡±** she wondered. **¡°No, that can¡¯t be it. If he wanted to run, we could have done that a month ago!¡±** Her thoughts swirled in confusion. **¡°Something must be wrong with this simulation!¡±** The other players were equally baffled. Meanwhile, Eirik remained calm, as if unaware of the chaos his actions were causing among the players. With a sly grin, he reached into his inventory and pulled out a shimmering artifact¡ªthe **¡°Mirror of One Life.¡±** This was the key to his plan. The reason he had been so confident from the start. 26: This Is My Ace! Before Eirik lay an ancient fairy hand mirror. Its surface was impeccably smooth, yet strangely, a dense fog obscured any reflection of the outside world. Eirik held the mirror, unable to resist the temptation to open its system description one last time. *¡¾One Life Mirror: Can reflect real-life talents in the simulation, duration: twelve hours.¡¿* Eirik''s talent in reality was none other than the legendary *Eye of Divine Insight*. Now, he had reached the level of Practitioner Lv9. For most, a Practitioner Lv9 wouldn¡¯t stand a chance against a Savant-level powerhouse. But the Eye of Divine Insight was a different story! Those who possessed the Eye of Divine Insight wielded formidable power; when mastered, they could even slay Mythic Beings. Killing a Savant was child''s play! ¡°*How bold of you!*¡± Upon hearing Eirik''s words, a pack of sycophants erupted in anger, their shouts resounding like thunder, and the very air trembled with elemental force. It seemed they were just waiting for the emperor''s envoy to give the command, and then they would swarm Eirik, drowning him in a torrent of magic. Yet the emperor¡¯s envoy remained composed, as if he didn¡¯t regard Eirik as a threat. Even when Eirik insulted him, he merely smiled, his demeanor unflappable. ¡¾¡°*To be a dog for the Emperor of the Dawnstar Dynasty, how many would kill to have that honor? A mere ant from a remote mountain village wouldn¡¯t understand.*¡±¡¿ The envoy smiled, yet began to form a series of complex gestures with his hands. With a flick of his fingers, numerous beams of magical light shot forth with tremendous force! These beams of magic surged like massive white serpents, closing in from all directions, surrounding Eirik and cutting off every escape route! *What power!* The onlookers felt a chill run down their spines, acutely aware of the strength of a Savant. He was casting magic without even a chant! And it wasn¡¯t just elemental magic; it was a unique serpent magic reserved for royalty. With a mere flick of his finger, those serpent-like beams of magic possessed enough power to annihilate a Practitioner Lv9, instilling fear in all who beheld them! ¡¾¡°Head of the family, we are here to lend you our strength!¡±¡¿ A thunderous roar erupted from the Starlight Range. The elite members of the clan poured their elemental energy into the magical formation, causing countless mysterious lights to flicker above the Starlight Range. A beam of white light, as thick as a barrel, blazed forth to meet the incoming serpent magic. Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site. However, despite the awe-inspiring appearance of the giant magic formation, its power seemed lacking. The serpent magic beams split into three and completely shattered the giant white light of the magical formation. The remaining five or six beams still surged toward Eirik with lethal intent! *This is bad! Is Eirik really going to die like this?!* Elvynna felt a wave of dread wash over her and wanted to step in to help. But just then, she noticed that Eirik¡¯s expression remained calm as those sharp serpent magic beams rained down upon him. He looked more like someone out for a leisurely stroll than a combatant facing certain doom. *Could it be he truly has an ace up his sleeve?!* Elvynna''s heart sank, and she chose to trust Eirik. Others began to sense something was amiss as well. The envoy¡¯s serpent magic was terrifyingly powerful. Even from a distance, they felt an icy dread seep into their bones, a tangible fear taking root in their hearts. Yet Eirik remained steady under this pressure. There had to be something unusual about this! What preparations did he make? At that moment, curiosity gripped everyone, their hearts racing as they pondered what would unfold next. Eirik did not disappoint them. The scene shifted rapidly, and they watched as the magic beams closed in, ready to engulf him. Suddenly, a brilliant golden light ignited in Eirik''s eyes. His gaze blazed with a divine fire, spilling forth in torrents! The flames resembled beams of light and countless runes! Under this terrifying blaze, the serpent-like magic beams began to crumble, quickly dissipating into nothingness! The envoy¡¯s lethal attack was easily neutralized by the radiance in Eirik¡¯s eyes! ¡¾¡°Hmm?! You¡¡±¡¿ The envoy finally revealed a look of shock. It was as if he was seeing Eirik for the first time, his eyes wide in astonishment as he stared at the young man before him. ¡¾¡°You actually¡ possess the legendary Eye of Divine Insight!¡±¡¿ The envoy¡¯s eyes flashed with a greedy glint. The royal family was known for coveting others'' talents, especially those of uniquely gifted individuals! Years ago, Elvynna had her *Regal Bone of the Ancients* stolen by the Dawnstar Dynasty''s princess. Now that the emperor¡¯s envoy discovered Eirik possessed the Eye of Divine Insight, his eyes gleamed with ambition. If he could bring this boy back, it wouldn¡¯t matter if the Crimson Frost Duke was dead or if a few insignificant princes were to perish; it would still be a monumental achievement! *Eye of Divine Insight?!* Eirik possessed the Eye of Divine Insight?! Selene was dumbfounded. Only now did she understand why Eirik wasn¡¯t afraid of the emperor¡¯s envoy; he had such an ace up his sleeve! But what an oddity he was! It was one thing for her son to be an all-element affinity, but he himself had the Eye of Divine Insight?! How bizarre was his lineage? Was he truly the offspring of a Mythic Being?! ¡°*Eye of Divine Insight, hahaha, so you knew you were awakening it! That¡¯s why¡*¡± Pixie beamed with delight. She had long known that Eirik possessed the Eye of Divine Insight in reality but had never connected the dots. Now, witnessing the events unfold, she finally grasped the situation. ¡°*The Becker family is destined to rise! One with the Eye of Divine Insight, another with all-element affinity¡ªthis is more glorious than many ancient magical families!*¡± Pixie stood tall, feeling immensely proud. With a husband and son like these, she felt truly honored! ¡°*With the Eye of Divine Insight, this guy has three golden traits!*¡± Liora gasped in astonishment. How could such a being exist in this world?! This was utterly over the top! ¡°*The Eye of Divine Insight, huh¡*¡± Elvynna sighed with relief. It seemed she wouldn¡¯t need to intervene today. She felt both delighted and somewhat regretful. ¡°*Though he possesses the Eye of Divine Insight, Eirik is still only a Practitioner Lv9. Facing a Savant-level powerhouse like the emperor¡¯s envoy will likely be quite difficult¡*¡± Selene pondered for a moment, her brow furrowed. The emperor¡¯s envoy was no ordinary foe; he was likely far stronger than most Savants. After all, he had been by the Dawnstar Emperor''s side for countless years, mastering powerful magics¡ªpossibly even forbidden spells! He was not someone to be trifled with! ¡°*If he¡¯s not to be trifled with, then I, Eirik, will provoke him even more!*¡± Eirik thought to himself. Since it was a simulation, he might as well go all out against a formidable opponent to discover his true limits! Meanwhile, the fierce battle in the game was about to erupt! ¡¾¡°To face one with the Eye of Divine Insight is an honor. But to fight me will be your misfortune. It¡¯s truly a pity; you were destined to become a cosmic powerhouse, yet today you shall fall here!¡±¡¿ The emperor¡¯s envoy formed intricate hand seals, speaking in a cold and confident tone that radiated an aura of terrifying intent! 27: One Person Takes Down the Entire Field! Is the Emperor''s envoy finally going all out?! At that moment, everyone present felt a stirring in their hearts, sensing a chilling aura emanating from the imposing young man. ¡¾¡°Today, I shall bury you!¡°¡¿ The Emperor''s envoy spoke with an indifferent tone. With each syllable he uttered, a magical sigil appeared at his fingertips! The speed at which these magical sigils manifested increased, resembling ethereal phantoms. In just a breath or two, an ocean of magical sigils materialized behind the Emperor''s envoy¡ªeach one distinct, representing a different spell! Each spell was aimed squarely at Eirik, a tidal wave of lethal intent crashing towards him, as if to drown everything in its path! ¡°This is the royal decree: *Endless Tidal Surge!*¡± Selene inhaled sharply, sending a gasp through the world channel. ¡°I can¡¯t believe the Emperor''s envoy can wield this spell. He must have the Emperor¡¯s utmost trust! Eirik is in serious trouble this time!¡± *Endless Tidal Surge?* The others were momentarily stunned, their brows furrowing at the mention of the spell. This magic was legendary in the Dawnstar Dynasty, renowned to the point of being famous. It was said to have been created by the founding emperor, who had once used it to slay three unmatched demon lords that emerged from the forbidden zones! According to legend, this spell was capable of shaking the heavens and the earth, and there was a vast valley in the land of the Dawnstar Dynasty that had been carved by the emperor''s use of *Endless Tidal Surge*! Of course, the Emperor''s envoy before them was nowhere near the strength of that founding emperor, but with this spell, his power was elevated significantly. Just then, a new scene unfolded in the game. Facing the overwhelming threat of the Emperor''s envoy, Eirik remained calm. Yet, the light in his eyes intensified, and terrifying, mysterious runes began to appear, enveloping him entirely. ¡°*Cosmic Veil...*¡± Eirik uttered a command, and countless mysterious runes spread out like mist. In an instant, the world changed color! The sun, moon, and stars vanished, and everyone realized they were enveloped in a foggy gray space! Eirik''s eyes were unfathomably deep, like the source of the universe. In this gray haze, he appeared somewhat blurry, exuding an indescribable mystery! This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. ¡°*Cosmic Veil? Is this a special ability granted by the Eye of Divine Insight?!*¡± someone gasped in disbelief. Cosmic Veil, a skill derived from the Eye of Divine, stems from the enhanced perception and mastery over cosmic energies that the Eye provides. Those who had previously praised the Emperor''s envoy fell silent. It was undeniable that while the envoy''s ability to summon numerous magical sigils seemed formidable, it now felt utterly insignificant compared to Eirik''s move. *¡¾I didn¡¯t expect your Eye of Divine Insight to awaken to such a level...¡¿* The Emperor''s envoy revealed a look of shock, his expression turning grave. He could no longer hesitate; his sword whistled down, launching a frenzied attack on Eirik. When the two clashed, it was as if lightning erupted from chaos, the battle''s intensity shaking the heavens and the earth. Trees were leveled, and spectators scrambled to retreat. Even so, some were caught in the battle''s aftermath, desperately swallowing potions, their spirits shattered with fear! After a fierce struggle, one figure seemed to be shattered, the magical sigils and elemental forces surrounding him shattering as well. He plummeted from the sky like a bird with broken wings! *Boom!* A deafening roar shook the air. Dust and debris erupted from the ground, scattering countless birds, while the earth itself cracked open, leaving a massive pit at the center. Within that pit, the Emperor''s envoy lay sprawled, his face as pale as paper, disbelief etched across his features. ¡¾¡°Your... Eye of Divine Insight isn¡¯t just newly awakened... I¡¯m defeated.¡±¡¿ His face turned ashen, realizing that whatever he said now was useless¡ªhis life lay in the hands of his opponent. ¡°You''re mistaken; I truly awakened it just today.¡± Eirik shook his head slightly, not intending to waste more words. With a mere thought, he acted. *Thud!* A searing light, like a sword, shot from his eyes, piercing through the envoy''s skull. ¡°Y-You really dared to kill the Emperor''s envoy?!¡± The onlookers from Aelsryel were paralyzed with fear. They never expected Eirik to be so audacious. That envoy was a close aide of the Emperor, a figure of the upper echelons! And now, he had just been killed by this kid?! ¡°What¡¯s there to be afraid of?¡± Eirik cast a cold glance at the panicking crowd. ¡°Rather than worrying about him, you should be more concerned about yourselves!¡± He approached them with a chilling smile. Seeing him advance, the crowd retreated like a tide, panic-stricken. They had thought they could simply bully the weak with the Emperor''s envoy, but who would have guessed they¡¯d run into such a tough opponent who would dare to kill the envoy? ¡°Today, all of you shall die!¡± Eirik sneered, choosing to eliminate them all. After all, they had come with the intent to kill him; if they wanted to kill him, they should be prepared to be killed in return. Soon, the area beneath Starlight Range was littered with corpses. None of them escaped! ¡°Holy crap!¡± At that moment, Pixie was left speechless, astounded. My husband is truly amazing! Initially, she thought they would have to join forces, leading their entire family through various means and suffering heavy losses to survive this crisis. But now? Eirik single-handedly took down the entire opposition?! This could only be described as epic. ¡°I remember someone earlier analyzing that my husband was merely a support character. Now, what do you say? Does this look like support to you?¡± Pixie beamed, hands on her hips, laughing with glee. ¡°Killing all the enemies counts as support too, doesn¡¯t it?¡± One anonymous voice chimed in, Stealth, stealth¡ªif you kill all the enemies, no one will see you. Isn¡¯t that also considered stealth? Meanwhile, Eirik was surprised at his own success in annihilating the opposition. He had long suspected that the Eye of Divine Insight was powerful, but he never expected it to be this formidable. The scenes of slaughtering Savant-level foes in the game ignited a sense of excitement even in this lazy player. ¡°*Cosmic Veil, utilizing the power of the runes in my eyes, creates a chaotic fog sea to engulf my enemies, isolating them from reality... This move is incredible!*¡± Eirik felt a surge of aspiration. If only he could use this ability in reality. Damn the simulator; it couldn¡¯t even inherit memories. But now that he knew this move, he could focus on practicing it in his future magic studies. If the version of him in the simulator could do it, so could he eventually! At that moment, the game continued, and behind Eirik, waves of cheers erupted like a tsunami. ¡¾Family Cohesion +100¡¿ ¡¾Personal Prestige +1000! Your clan members worship you wholeheartedly!¡¿ 28: Look and Learn,Using My Husband to Dominate the Game! What a glorious slaughter this has been! Eirik couldn''t help but feel exhilarated. However, he did have a twinge of regret¡ªhe hadn¡¯t fully unlocked the Eye of Divine Insight ability in the game. With the aid of items, he could only wield its power for twelve hours. Once that time was up, his combat effectiveness would drop significantly. He really needed to focus on nurturing his wife and raising their son! Especially Pixie, his wife. She was wealthy and charming, but her talent paled in comparison to Elvynna''s. Transforming her into an empress would be no small feat. The early stages would be manageable, thanks to their financial resources¡ªhe could pile on enough resources to cultivate a little prodigy. But later on, with her innate limitations, money wouldn¡¯t be enough to solve their problems. That would undoubtedly be a struggle. ¡°Miss, your makeup is ready!¡±The young maid respectfully announced, waiting beside her. Pixie was about to head out. ¡°Huh? It¡¯s done already? That was quick!¡±Pixie mumbled, still sitting in her chair, motionless. ¡°Is this quick?!¡± The maid was puzzled. Pixie had always been impatient and previously complained about her slow pace. What was going on today? Right now, Pixie wasn¡¯t even interested in leaving. She was absorbed in analyzing the spoils of her husband¡¯s recent battle. First and foremost was the emperor''s envoy. As a close minister to the emperor, the wealth in this man''s storage device dazzled her. Elemental Stones and magical items were countless, not to mention numerous precious tomes on magic. To put it simply, the total assets of the Becker family didn¡¯t even amount to a tenth of what this imperial envoy possessed. They had hit the jackpot! Beyond that, there were also the treasures from other masters of Aelsryel. While they appeared rather meager compared to this imperial lackey''s, when added together, they still amounted to a considerable fortune. ¡°Goodness, so many Elemental Stones and magical items¡¡±Pixie was left dumbfounded. As the legitimate daughter of the Ravenshadow family, she had seen quite a bit, but the string of numbers she was calculating left her genuinely astonished. However, Pixie refrained from touching even a single Elemental Stone. She understood that these items were Eirik''s hard-earned spoils; he should be the one to decide how they were used. Eirik thought for a moment, then decided against it. Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. These Elemental Stones and magical items couldn''t be converted into cash¡ªweren¡¯t they just numbers? What use would they be to him? Although he had just single-handedly dominated the battlefield, Eirik knew his role was that of a support character! Why would a support need so much wealth? His primary goal was to elevate Pixie, transforming her into the strongest queen in the universe! Only when she achieved that could he reap more system rewards and become stronger in reality. Thus, Eirik waved his hand grandly and handed over the entire financial portfolio of the Becker family to Pixie, allowing her to use the treasures as she pleased. ¡°You¡¯re giving me the family finances?!¡±Pixie¡¯s excitement was palpable. With so many Elemental Stones and magical items at her disposal, even if this was just a simulation, it felt absolutely exhilarating! Well¡ of course, I can¡¯t just splurge. I should¡ start with rewarding merit! First, give the best treasures to my husband, and save some for our son. Then, the other family members deserve some rewards too. After all, we want to keep the atmosphere joyous. Even though the rest of the family hadn¡¯t directly participated in the battle this time, many had operated the magic arrays, guarding their mountain home and preventing the aftermath of the fight from wreaking havoc on their elemental-rich paradise. That certainly counted as having contributed! Watching the family dignitaries express their heartfelt gratitude toward her and her husband, Pixie couldn''t help but burst into laughter. This was the joy of splashing wealth around! After resolving the incident with the emperor''s envoy, the entire Becker family entered a period of rapid development. Elemental Stones flowed continuously within the family, and everyone''s strength was improving at an astonishing pace! Pixie surged from Practitioner Lv9 to Savant in a flash. Elvynna was left bewildered. She had been expecting Pip to wither away, and now suddenly Pixie had broken through to Savant?! Her brilliant plan relied on her own long lifespan while Pixie could only live for a few hundred years¡ªthis was how she thought she could win! But now Pixie had also become a Savant. Isn¡¯t that plan of mine utterly ruined now? ¡°Junior Sister, with your aptitude, you shouldn¡¯t be able to break through to Savant this quickly!¡±Elvynna couldn¡¯t help but ask, fidgeting. She couldn¡¯t sit still and decided to send a private message rather than discussing it publicly. ¡°Hahaha, senpai, you wouldn¡¯t know!¡±Pixie was practically beaming with pride. ¡°I couldn¡¯t have done it on my own; there was no way! But my husband broke through first!¡± ¡°He broke through?¡±Elvynna was taken aback. Eirik had become a Savant? Previously, when she and Eirik had played together, he had never managed to reach Savant before he met his end. Yet now, he had achieved that level alongside Junior Sister. Honestly, Elvynna felt a pang of jealousy at this news. ¡°After becoming a Savant, my husband¡¯s Elemental Absorption ability evolved and transformed into a world rule-level aura.¡± Evolved and transformed? Elvynna was stunned. She had known that by helping Eirik grow stronger, his golden attributes could be enhanced. The Elemental Absorption ability she had managed to raise to +5 had become tremendously more powerful than it initially was. And now it was actually capable of evolution?! Thinking of this, Elvynna hurriedly checked Eirik¡¯s stats. To her astonishment, Eirik now had three golden attributes. The aura transformed from Elemental Absorption was particularly eye-catching, making her look again and again. ¡¾World Rule Aura (Golden): As a favored child of the world rules, the elements of nature flow to him like rivers converging into the ocean. Anyone near him will receive unimaginable benefits.¡¿ Previously, Eirik¡¯s Elemental Absorption ability merely absorbed elemental power. Now, this description included the phrase ¡°receive unimaginable benefits.¡± And it was precisely because of this that Pixie had broken through the constraints of her own talent, quickly leveling up to a Savant-level powerhouse! ¡°Hahaha, Elvynna, my dear sister, my husband was truly wasted with you! You didn¡¯t know how to utilize him at all! Such a powerful talent as the World Rule Aura¡ªhow could you not unlock it for him?¡±Pixie feigned a sigh, Oh, senpai, senpai, see? I understand him far better! With such a golden card in your hands, it was a total waste. Now, however, under my guidance, he shines brilliantly, glowing radiantly! And as for those other female players eyeing my husband with envy, don¡¯t hold your breath; it¡¯s pointless. I, Pixie, am the best match for Eirik. Look at how this golden card in my hands has unlocked two new golden attributes! Although one, Eye of Divine Insight, appeared like a fleeting flower, vanishing right after it emerged¡ Can any of you do that? 29: Can Others Do It? Another golden entry¡ At this moment, the female players engaged in this simulation were feeling quite envious. "I haven''t seen a single golden entry yet, and Eirik already has three¡" Selene couldn¡¯t help but feel frustrated. Pixie had already become a Savant with Eirik''s help, while she, a dignified mentor, started as a Practitioner Level 4. And now, after all these years, she was still stuck at Practitioner Level 6. It was only thanks to her experiences from her previous lives that she had learned magic so quickly. "Is it really impossible to play this simulation without clinging to him?" Liora muttered, feeling a bit down. She certainly didn¡¯t want to end up in a marriage with Eirik like Pixie and Elvynna had. Liora had a reserved and introverted personality, filled with many little secrets. She was used to being alone and didn¡¯t want anyone to discover her stark contrast between her inner and outer selves. "Sisters, I have a question. Must we become his wives to recruit Eirik?" Liora couldn''t help but ask in the world channel. She wanted to recruit Eirik too but didn''t want to be overly close to him. "Is marrying him a requirement for recruitment?" Elvynna paused for a moment, then shook her head and chuckled. Of course, there was no such condition; it was just that Eirik''s Elemental Absorption talent worked best when their bond deepened. At the time, she had unintentionally deepened her relationship with him in a quest to strengthen their connection. As for Pixie, she genuinely wanted to secure Eirik with the bonds of marriage. From the very beginning, she had aimed to be Eirik''s wife. This aspect set her apart from Elvynna. A noble lady from a prestigious family like Pixie might seem whimsical, but she understood all too well that her future marriage would ultimately be for her family¡¯s benefit. However, Eirik was precisely her type, and he was a super golden entry that could turn her Ravenshadow family¡¯s fortunes around. Now, of course, Pixie had completely immersed herself in the game and had long since forgotten her initial intentions, thinking only of her husband and son¡ At this moment, Elvynna didn¡¯t hide anything and casually explained to Liora. "I see¡" It seemed I have a chance?! Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. Liora quietly resolved that in the next round, she would strive to secure Eirik¡¯s golden entry for herself. As long as she managed their relationship well, staying within the realm of friendship without crossing into romance, she would be fine, right? After all, it was a simulated scenario, so why not give it a shot! "This round of simulation isn¡¯t over yet, but the potential competitors are multiplying!"Selene furrowed her brows, deep in thought. She felt that Eirik was practically the hottest commodity, much like the most sought-after instructor in the academy looking for a disciple. They, as "students," would certainly be fighting tooth and nail for him. As a mentor at the academy, Selene understood the fierce competition all too well. Though she considered herself beautiful and talented, facing so many outstanding women, she couldn''t be sure she would stand out in the next round. "Is there really no other golden entry available?"Selene chuckled bitterly; it seemed there really wasn''t! Even if others had golden talents, like that magical tree, could it be recruited? Could it be allied with? That thing could easily wipe you out in seconds! And even if a human golden genius appeared, what of it? No matter how impressive that human genius''s golden talent was, it was still their own. Eirik''s golden talent, however, was Elemental Absorption¡ªa world rule aura. As long as she stayed close to him, her own strength could skyrocket, even allowing her to break through the limitations of her talent, like Pixie, advancing to the Savant level! Could any other genius achieve that? That¡¯s why Eirik¡¯s golden entry was the most powerful! His talent wasn''t just a golden card for others; it should be classified under a new and separate tier! In Eirik¡¯s previous life, this would be called a "Top Tier Characters." Having him versus not having him was like two entirely different games! At that moment, Eirik, seeing Pixie become a Savant, let out a deep sigh of relief. Others might not know, but he could see Pip''s limited potential; her lifespan was only a few hundred years. In this game, she often secluded herself in the mountains to study magic, and decades could easily pass by. It would be unfortunate if the powerful character he had painstakingly developed suddenly met an untimely end, especially if it was a natural one. But now, seeing Pip upgrade to the Savant level meant she could live for thousands of years. Eirik''s heart finally eased. As dawn broke, he hurriedly logged out of the game, quickly freshened up, and headed towards the courtyard. ¡°Cough cough, I vaguely remember Pip saying she would study magic with me this morning¡¡± Eirik murmured, feeling a bit awkward for being late on his first day. However, he soon felt completely at ease; in the courtyard, aside from a few maids tending to the flowers, there was no sign of Pixie. In fact, not only Pixie, but even Elvynna, who was supposed to join him for magic study, was nowhere to be seen. "Geez, they sleep even more than I do¡" Eirik shook his head and chuckled when he saw two girls walking hand in hand, chatting and laughing. The only two close enough to share such a bond were Elvynna and Pixie. As the game entered a calm phase, the two quickly logged out and left their characters behind to step outside. ¡°Hu¡ Eir, did you sleep well last night?¡± Pixie beamed sweetly at Eirik. ¡°Yeah, not bad.¡± I didn¡¯t sleep at all last night¡ However, after studying magic for a while and absorbing elemental energy, Eirik now felt refreshed and completely unaware of any fatigue. They exchanged pleasantries and then began today¡¯s magic study. ¡°Eir, this is the Ravenshadow family''s unique magic tome, Elemental Convergence. It¡¯s the best for newcomers to sense elemental energy¡ If you have any questions, feel free to ask me!¡± As she spoke, Pixie nestled up next to Eirik. A faint yet alluring fragrance wafted over to him. Though in the game, Eirik and Pixie had grown their child into adulthood and caused mischief daily, in reality, they were still both untouched. Being so close made them both feel a bit awkward, especially Pixie, whose cheeks flushed slightly as her small hand fiddled nervously with her hair, falling into an unusual silence for a moment. However, she didn¡¯t move away from Eirik¡¯s side. Mainly, she wanted to see if Eirik possessed the Elemental Absorption talent in reality! While Eye of Divine Insight was impressive, Elemental Absorption held even greater significance for her! ¡°I think Ravenshadow¡¯s magic is rather standard and conservative; it doesn¡¯t suit your identity as an Eye of Divine Insight wielder. You might as well learn my family''s Elemental Sigh technique.¡± Elvynna remarked lightly, yet she subtly sat down close to Eirik on the other side. Needless to say, she too sat very near him. As the breeze blew, her cascading hair fluttered, brushing against Eirik¡¯s face and teasing his senses. 30: Tremendous Power Surge As a bearer of the Eye of Divine Insight, Eirik displayed exceptional talent in mastering magic¡ªvastly different from the fumbling amateur he was during his first simulation attempt. Elvynna believed it was a waste for him to rely on basic spells any longer, so she tracked down an aggressive and demanding magical text: The Art of Elemental Sighs. "Elemental Sighs..." Pixie grumbled, not entirely happy about it. Yet, after a quick read-through, she had to admit that Elvynna¡¯s choice was brilliant. The text perfectly suited someone with Eirik¡¯s exceptional gifts. ¡°It¡¯s known as the ¡®Blade for Beginners,¡¯¡± Elvynna explained confidently. ¡°This method focuses on resonating with elemental forces, synchronizing the caster¡¯s body with nature itself. It drastically boosts control over magic, but it comes with significant risks. The technique pushes both mind and body to their limits, requiring the practitioner to withstand elemental backlash and prevent magical surges from spiraling out of control.¡± Eirik, despite being a novice in the real world, found himself engrossed in her explanation. The intricacy of it all made him feel like he was gaining tremendous insights. ¡°Hmph¡¡± Pixie couldn¡¯t hide her annoyance as she watched Eirik and Elvynna interact with a natural camaraderie, almost like teacher and student. Not wanting to be left behind, she pricked up her ears, trying to catch any flaws in Elvynna''s teaching. But to her frustration, Elvynna''s explanation was impeccable¡ªprecise, insightful, and even enlightening for Pixie herself. She tried, several times, to nitpick, but each attempt only made her feel like a petty contrarian. ¡°Ugh¡ How can she be so good at this? She really does deserve her Grandmaster-tier memories from the simulation¡¡± Pixie sighed, resting her head on the stone table, sulking as she drifted into a daze. When Eirik finally began his formal training, Pixie hurriedly joined in as well. And as soon as she started practicing alongside him, her eyes lit up. Powerful elemental forces surged into her body, amplifying her progress. To her astonishment, her efficiency was at least double what she could achieve on her own! The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. ¡°Wow¡ Eirik really has the Elemental Absorption talent¡ This is incredible!¡± she thought, barely containing her excitement. If things continued like this, she could reach Savant-tier! And in Aelsryel, no one else even was at that level. The mere thought of becoming a Savant made Pixie giddy. Savants had the potential to create lasting legacies, even founding entire families supported by the powerful Dawnstar Dynasty. A Savant wasn¡¯t just a mage; they were the cornerstone of empires. The once-mighty Ravenshadow Clan was built by such a figure¡ªthough, after thousands of years, even their founding ancestor had vanished into history, and the family had since declined. But now, with Eirik at her side, Pixie realized she could reclaim that kind of power¡ªno, surpass it! ¡°Even if I have to go against my father, I¡¯ll bet everything on Eirik,¡± she vowed silently. Meanwhile, Eirik felt increasingly unsettled by the two girls¡¯ behavior. Sure, being the Eye of Divine Insight granted him certain privileges, but the way Elvynna and Pixie crowded around him seemed¡ excessive. Especially Elvynna¡ªwho wasn¡¯t known for being overly friendly¡ªhad gone out of her way to personally select The Art of Elemental Sighs for him. He couldn¡¯t help but feel like they knew more about his talents than they were letting on. ¡°Something feels off¡ Way off,¡± Eirik thought, trying to concentrate on his training but unable to shake his suspicion. He set his doubts aside for the time being, reminding himself that knowledge was still limited. Whatever''s going on, I¡¯ll figure it out later. For now, I need to focus on getting stronger. Elvynna isn¡¯t the type to plot anything underhanded. With that, Eirik sank deeper into his studies, fully immersing himself in the art of magic. --- By the end of the day, Eirik had progressed from Stalwart Lv3 to Stalwart Lv5, an astounding feat that would take ordinary mages years, if not decades, to achieve. But with his divine insight and rapid learning, it had only taken a few hours. Still, his frustration lingered. Elvynna and Pixie were unknowingly complicating things. While training, they kept inching closer to him, drawn by the elemental energy radiating from his presence. At first, they maintained a respectful distance. But as they lost themselves in the flow of magic, their bodies unconsciously gravitated toward him. Every thirty minutes or so, Eirik found himself pressed against them¡ªfeeling their warm skin and catching faint traces of their intoxicating scents. Both girls had enviable figures, the kind that could easily distract anyone. Staying focused under such conditions was¡ challenging, to say the least. Whenever they noticed the proximity, they would blush and hurriedly pull away, only for the same situation to repeat soon after. It was driving him mad. --- Later that evening, Eirik returned to his room, exhaling a long, exasperated sigh. ¡°Women really are a distraction,¡± he muttered. His mind drifted toward his simulator. ¡°I wonder how things progressed while I was away...¡± Opening the simulator¡¯s panel, he breathed a sigh of relief. As it turned out, the system had paused or slowed down its operations when all players were in idle mode. Although a day had passed in the real world, only about five centuries had gone by in the simulation. ¡°Five hundred years, huh¡¡± Eirik mused. For ordinary people, that would be enough time for an entire dynasty to rise and fall. But for mages, it was merely a blink of an eye. He checked his character¡¯s progress and was stunned to find that he had advanced to Savant Lv3. ¡°Damn! I didn¡¯t expect to level up this fast! Now this really feels like a magic scholar simulator,¡± he said, grinning to himself. However, when he glanced at Pixie¡¯s status, his smile vanished. Savant Lv1?! ¡°What the hell, Pixie? I¡¯ve hit Savant Lv3, and you¡¯re still at Lv1? How do you expect to become the strongest queen in the universe at this rate?¡± Eirik sighed, a mixture of disappointment and exasperation filling his heart. How am I supposed to become the man behind the strongest queen if you slack off like this? 31: Pip’s Fatal Flaw "My dear, my precious Pip, my goal has always been to make you the strongest being in the universe." Eirik sighed, shaking his head. "But now, your progress in magic... It¡¯s slower than even my support casters. What¡¯s going on?" A troubling thought struck him. "Could it be... Pixie¡¯s holding back on her own magic training to give more resources to her husband and son for the sake of her family?" With that in mind, Eirik immediately summoned the estate¡¯s bookkeeper for answers. After a thorough investigation, he was left utterly speechless. As suspected, Pixie had barely consumed any Elemental Stones or magical resources for personal training. However, the total resources she had used weren¡¯t lacking at all¡ªquite the opposite. It was an odd contradiction, but the truth became painfully clear: she wasn¡¯t spending those resources on magic. She was spending them on pure indulgence. New estates, exotic beasts, rare plants¡ªanything expensive, she invested in it. Her lifestyle could only be described as *extravagant beyond measure*. Not that Eirik cared about the wealth. Resources were just numbers to him. What really frustrated him was how much *time* she had wasted on these luxuries. "You¡¯re a Savant-tier mage, not an immortal! Even Savant-level beings can grow old and die without continued progress in magic! How can you afford to squander your lifespan like this?" The other female players couldn¡¯t help but sigh in exasperation at Pixie¡¯s antics. A *Savant*-tier mage was a dream for every magic user. Most would train relentlessly, hoping to ascend to the Grandmaster level. Yet Pixie? She spent her days indulging in frivolous pleasures. "At this rate, you¡¯ll run your poor husband into bankruptcy!" someone quipped. Pixie, oblivious to the gossip, returned to her room and checked her *simulation interface*¡ªand instantly grew furious. "This stupid automated system is out of control!" she raged. "How dare it waste my lifespan like that? If I¡¯m going to indulge, I want to *personally* enjoy it!" Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. To be clear, Pixie wasn¡¯t against having fun. She just hated the idea of not being in control of it. After all, she had reached the *Savant* tier. Why shouldn¡¯t she enjoy life? Facing the criticism from others, Pixie boldly proclaimed in the world chat: "Didn¡¯t someone say that a lifespan only has meaning if it¡¯s spent freely?" "Ridiculous," Elvynna muttered coldly. In her latest simulation, she had only recently broken through to the *Savant* level¡ªwithout Eirik¡¯s help, no less. Pixie, despite reaching the same rank much earlier, hadn¡¯t made any meaningful progress since. In fact, when it came to combat ability, Pixie was *far behind* Elvynna. Elvynna had devoted herself entirely to mastering magic. Initially, she had thought her chances of success were slim. But now, seeing Pixie squander her potential like this, Elvynna¡¯s heart filled with hope once more. Savant-tier beings might live longer, but *eventually*, they still died. And when Elvynna reached the *Grandmaster* level, Pixie would be long gone. Then, nothing would stand between her and Eirik. --- *¡¾Your husband, Eirik, has offered you advice on improving your magical skills.¡¿ *"Darling, in the blink of an eye, centuries have passed since we first met. It feels like just yesterday when I laid eyes on you for the first time. But even for magic users like us, time is fleeting. Even Savants will one day turn to dust. We must always strive for greater heights..."* *¡¾Under the moonlight in the estate garden, Eirik shares his thoughts with you over a glass of wine.¡¿* Pixie nodded slowly, her heart moved. He was right. Even a Savant wouldn¡¯t live forever. If she wanted their love to endure, her magic couldn¡¯t stagnate. Inspired by Eirik¡¯s words, Pixie vowed to work harder and put an end to her reckless lifestyle. Seeing his wife¡¯s determination, Eirik let out a deep sigh of relief. "She¡¯s finally come to her senses!" he thought joyfully. Though they had wasted centuries, it wasn¡¯t too late for her to change. With Pixie at the *Savant* level, this was already farther than Eirik had reached in any of his past simulations. If she could break through to *Grandmaster*, the rewards would be beyond anything he could imagine. Satisfied with their renewed resolve, Eirik eagerly suggested they *retreat into secluded training together*¡ªin every sense of the word. --- But as centuries passed once again, Eirik found himself utterly bewildered. Even after all that time, Pixie¡¯s magic remained *stuck at Savant Level 1*. In the past, her slow progress was understandable¡ªshe wasn¡¯t even training. But now? They had spent every day together, training diligently, with Eirik acting as a catalyst to boost her progress. Yet she hadn¡¯t advanced an inch. "Now I get it," Eirik thought bitterly. "This is why Pixie never bothered with magic in the simulation¡ªbecause it doesn¡¯t work!" But still, he couldn¡¯t understand. Why was her magic development so stagnant? Could she really be the kind of protagonist cursed with terrible talent? Was there some ancient spirit parasitizing her soul, draining her elemental power? Of course, that was just a joke. With their abilities, they would have sensed such a thing long ago. "It¡¯s probably just her talent..." Eirik mused. Even back when she first ascended to the Savant rank, she had struggled greatly. She only succeeded because of the *world rule bonus* Eirik provided. Now, despite being a Savant, her limited talent had become an insurmountable bottleneck. "Ugh... Did I really marry someone destined for a trash-tier growth arc?" Eirik groaned inwardly. Pixie, however, was even more frustrated than her husband. "It¡¯s bad enough that I couldn¡¯t progress before... But now I¡¯m training nonstop, and I *still* can¡¯t level up?! What kind of cosmic joke is this?" Meanwhile, the world chat was abuzz with laughter. Pixie had dominated early on, ever since she landed Eirik£¬ *the invincible gold card*. She had been winning non-stop, basking in the envy and admiration of others. Now, though, the tide had turned, and people were eager to see her fall from grace. "I knew it¡ªPixie doesn¡¯t deserve Eirik," someone said gleefully. "In the beginning, the difference in their power levels wasn¡¯t obvious. But now? She¡¯s a deadweight dragging him down!" "Eirik should have been mine!" "Restart the game already! Stop wasting our time¡ªI can¡¯t wait to be with Eirik myself!" "Even with Eirik boosting her, Pixie hasn¡¯t made *any progress*. No matter how powerful that gold card is, it can¡¯t carry someone like her!" 32: The Imperial Capital and the High Priestess *"What¡¯s happening to me?"* Pixie groaned, feeling as if the pressure inside her was about to make her cough up blood. Eirik felt just as frustrated. He knew he couldn¡¯t solve this on his own. No matter how much he mulled it over, the answer kept eluding him. After some thought, Eirik decided it was time to take Pixie to **Elaresar**, the capital of the **Dawnstar Dynasty**. They had been lying low for a long time, ever since Eirik killed the emperor''s envoy. Rumor had it that the emperor, enraged by the envoy¡¯s death, had sent several other emissaries to investigate. However, almost everyone who knew the location of the **Starlight Range** had perished, and Eirik had concealed the region with powerful wards. For centuries now, imperial spies had failed to track them down, allowing Eirik and his companions to study magic in peace for nearly a millennium. Now, with so much time passed, Eirik figured the world might have forgotten them. While the journey to Elaresar was dangerous, it wasn¡¯t out of the question. However, he knew they¡¯d have to stay under the radar. The current emperor was still the same ruler from a thousand years ago¡ª**Raedric**. That¡¯s right. Raedric had lived for over a millennium. Some said he was an immensely powerful **Savant-level** master. Others whispered that he owed his longevity to a mysterious elixir crafted by **Violanda**, the legendary **Master Alchemist**. Eirik¡¯s mission this time was to meet Violanda, now the **High Priestess of the Church of Light**. Not only had she reached **Savant Lv. 5**, but she was also known for her ability to brew powerful elixirs. Some believed that without Violanda¡¯s alchemical potions, Raedric would have long since perished. Eirik¡¯s hope was to seek her expertise and uncover what was wrong with Pixie. --- "Eirik must be insane," muttered Selene, amazed by his resolve. "Pixie¡¯s a wreck, and he¡¯s still willing to go to such lengths to find a master alchemist for her?" Selene couldn¡¯t help but feel envious. *How lucky can someone be, having someone like Eirik in their life?* She imagined herself drooling, metaphorically at least. If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. It was no small risk to head to the imperial capital, especially as a man who had once slain the emperor¡¯s envoy. If anyone recognized them, death would be the least of their concerns. But to Eirik, none of that mattered. He wasn¡¯t playing the game to survive. He was playing to support the heroine. If Pixie was broken, the game might as well be over. Winning didn¡¯t matter anymore; without her, there was no reason to keep playing. *"Man... If I could find a husband like that..."* Selene hugged herself, feeling a bitter emptiness gnaw at her heart. She had been alone ever since the simulation started, even after her previous husband died in the first few years. She never considered finding a new partner¡ªhow could anyone compare to Eirik? Every other man seemed dull in comparison. She wasn''t the only one, though. Even Liora, her usually shy companion, remained single. When asked why, Liora always responded with a timid excuse: *"I... I¡¯m just too introverted to meet anyone..."* But in truth, Liora simply found relationships too troublesome, especially with the risk of exposing her many little secrets. It wasn¡¯t just them¡ªmany others in their group had also remained single, for various reasons. Selene started to wonder: *Was this a strange pattern? Had the simulation selected only those who were destined to be alone?* --- Eirik didn¡¯t dwell on such thoughts. Accompanied by Pixie and their son, **Thalion**, he set out for the capital. A thousand years had passed, and Thalion had grown into a fine young man, now a **Savant Lv. 1**. As a **universal elemental**, his combat prowess was not to be underestimated. When Thalion insisted on joining the journey, Eirik hesitated but ultimately agreed. ¡°At this rate,¡±Eirik thought with a wry smile, ¡°my son will become the strongest being in the universe before my wife does.¡± But then again, would that even matter? *No real rewards for that... Just bragging rights.* With three Savant-level powerhouses traveling together, there weren¡¯t many in the Dawnstar Dynasty who could pose a threat to them. On the contrary, people flocked to them, hoping to serve or align themselves with such powerful figures. The journey was smooth, and after a few days, they reached the grand city of Elaresar. --- Elaresar lived up to its reputation as the capital of a magical empire. The grandeur of the city was breathtaking, with countless buildings and manors suspended in the sky. Magicians, magical beasts, and otherworldly beings flew through the air in all directions, making the city a mesmerizing spectacle. Pixie and Thalion, despite their strength, had rarely left their secluded home. Now, exploring the capital was like a dream come true for them. They wandered through the bustling streets, marveling at everything they saw, as if they were carefree tourists on vacation. Eirik allowed them some time to enjoy themselves before they finally made their way to meet Violanda, the legendary alchemist. Ordinary people would find it nearly impossible to secure an audience with someone like her, but when Eirik revealed their identities as Savant-level masters, word spread quickly. The commotion piqued Violanda''s curiosity, and she personally invited them to meet her. --- *"So, this is the Master Alchemist..."* Eirik thought as he laid eyes on her. Violanda was as ethereal as the rumors described. Dressed in flowing white robes, her serene beauty radiated a sense of holiness. Her long hair was tied in an elegant knot, and a faint golden glow shimmered between her brows, exuding both divinity and allure. Her aura reminded Eirik of **Elvynna**, Both women possessed an otherworldly beauty, cold and distant, as if they stood above the mortal world. Yet, there was a subtle difference. Elvynna¡¯s coldness carried a trace of nobility¡ªlike a princess from a fallen kingdom. Violanda, on the other hand, exuded a mystique that blended aloofness with a hint of seduction, making her presence utterly captivating. --- *"I¡¯ve heard of your plight,"* Violanda said, her voice calm and analytical as she studied Pixie closely. *"It is rare to see someone reach the Savant level only to find themselves unable to progress further..."* She grasped Pixie¡¯s hand, her gaze thoughtful as she examined her body with meticulous care. Moments passed in silence before Violanda¡¯s expression changed, her brow furrowing with disbelief. --- Far away, within the heart of Elaresar, Violanda sat cross-legged in meditation. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, filled with shock. *"A simulation...?"* she whispered, her voice barely audible. *"What is this? Why is it unfolding within my mind?"* The alchemist¡¯s ruby lips parted slightly as she murmured in stunned disbelief, unable to comprehend the strange vision that had invaded her thoughts. 33: The Forgotten Grimoire Violanda shook her head, glancing at Eirik and his wife with a look of regret. ¡°The reason her progress has stalled,¡± she began solemnly, ¡°is that she now possesses a Closed Soul¡ªrendering her a void body incapable of absorbing elemental power.¡± Her gaze carried a trace of sympathy. ¡°And worse still, this isn¡¯t the result of any external interference. It¡¯s naturally formed, making it extraordinarily difficult to alter.¡± Eirik froze, dumbfounded. What the hell?! Pixie... a closed-soul void body? How could that even be possible? She had spent years at home, diligently studying magic, indulging in life¡¯s comforts¡ªhow could she suddenly be broken like this? ¡°Are you sure there hasn¡¯t been some kind of mistake, Master Alchemist?¡± Eirik asked, his voice filled with disbelief. Pixie shared his confusion, furrowing her brow. ¡°It doesn¡¯t make sense... How could I¡ª?¡± Violanda shook her head knowingly. ¡°There are precedents for your condition. Take the fifteenth archbishop of the Holy Light Church, for example. He trained relentlessly until he reached Savant Level 9, only to discover that he, too, had become a void body.¡± She paused before continuing. ¡°His case was unique. His soul didn¡¯t close all at once¡ªit shut down in stages. Each time his strength increased, his talent degraded. Eventually, his soul became completely sealed. Once closed, his abilities deteriorated further until he was no more than an ordinary man.¡± The revelation stunned both Eirik and Pixie. An archbishop of the Holy Light Church... afflicted by the same curse? The more power he gained, the worse his abilities became? What kind of twisted fate is that? Eirik gritted his teeth, frustration boiling inside him. If Pixie couldn¡¯t continue her studies, then his entire save file was effectively ruined! Raising a supreme cosmic champion was hard enough as it was. Now, how was he supposed to clear this game? He even began to wonder¡ªwas the system deliberately messing with him? He had no proof... but it sure felt that way. Violanda, however, wasn¡¯t done, she added: ¡°This condition, known as the Heaven-Forsaken Body, carries one distinct trait¡ªsuch individuals are born with elemental energy already within them.¡± Pixie blinked, momentarily taken aback. She had always thought that being born with innate elemental power was a sign of extraordinary talent. Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. All this time, she had taken pride in it. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine it marked her as... a broken void. ¡°So... I¡¯m the legendary kind of broken¡ªcompletely incapable of absorbing any new elemental power?¡± Her voice wavered with disbelief, tears forming at the edges of her eyes. This is too cruel. She had just married Eirik, an invaluable partner in her magical journey¡ªher golden ticket to a future of soaring heights. And now? Now, it turns out she¡¯s Heaven¡¯s reject, forbidden from advancing her magic at all. ¡°Why me?!¡± she cried inwardly, fists clenched. ¡°Why would the heavens toy with me like this?¡± Eirik¡¯s mind was spinning too. This couldn¡¯t be real... Could it? Should he just kill himself and restart the run at this point? Oddly enough, this situation wasn¡¯t entirely unfamiliar to him. He recalled that, in the game¡¯s narrative, his current character was also described as having minimal magical potential. And yet, with his Elemental Absorption talent and the right magical texts, he had managed to bridge that gap. ¡°That¡¯s different,¡± Violanda remarked, seemingly reading his thoughts. ¡°Your case was only a matter of efficiency. With enough exposure to concentrated elemental energy and the right tomes, you could train just as well as anyone else.¡± ¡°But the Heaven-Forsaken Body? That¡¯s different. The soul is completely sealed. No potion, no magic can change that.¡± A system message flashed in Eirik¡¯s mind: *¡¾Heaven-Forsaken Body: Abandoned by the heavens, no remedy exists to restore it.¡¿* *¡¾Even the renowned Master Alchemist cannot help you. You leave, crestfallen and out of options.¡¿* Damn it all. It really seemed like his only option was to end this run and start over from scratch. Still, at least he had managed to get Pixie to Savant level. That was no small feat, and the reward would surely be worth it. The last time he achieved something comparable, he¡¯d been granted the Eye of Divine Insight. With a reward even better than that on the horizon, the thought of self-destruction suddenly seemed... appealing. Just as he made up his mind, a new system notification popped up: *¡¾Unexpected Event: As you prepare to leave with your wife, the Master Alchemist sends you a discreet message.¡¿* *¡¾"There is... one way to alter a Heaven-Forsaken Body. It¡¯s complicated and comes with great sacrifice. If you¡¯re interested, meet me alone in the church¡¯s rear garden."¡¿* The cryptic offer stunned Eirik. What was this all about? Why hadn¡¯t she mentioned it earlier? Why the secrecy¡ªespecially from Pixie? Curiosity gnawed at him. Ordinarily, his cautious nature would tell him to stay far away from such a shady meeting. Who knew if this was some sort of trap? What if the alchemist recognized him as the one who assassinated the Emperor¡¯s envoy? But... if there was even a small chance to save Pixie¡¯s future, it might be worth the risk. And besides, if it was a trap, he could just die on purpose and restart the run. Easy. *¡¾You decide to meet the Master Alchemist. After making an excuse to your distressed wife, you slip away to the rear garden of the church...¡¿* Seriously? Did the system have to make it sound like I¡¯m sneaking off to have an affair? *¡¾The church¡¯s rear garden is a quiet place filled with blooming violets. As you approach, you find the alchemist plucking gentle notes from a harp, the mournful melody stirring your heart.¡¿* When the song ended, she remained calm and composed, her expression unreadable. She spoke softly: *"The method I mentioned comes from the teachings of the fifteenth archbishop. It is difficult... and demands a tremendous sacrifice."* Eirik leaned closer, intrigued. *"I¡¯m listening."* *"To break free from the curse of the Heaven-Forsaken Body, you will need two things: the Forgotten Grimoire and an Essence Fruit from the demon realm."* The explanation clicked in Eirik¡¯s mind. So the Forgotten Grimoire was real! The alchemist continued: ¡°The grimoire demands its wielder to cast aside their most cherished emotion, turning the forgotten feelings into raw power. Success would allow one to reshape the soul, opening it anew.¡± With the grimoire¡¯s power combined with the Essence Fruit, Pixie could be reborn, her soul cleansed and free of its limitations. But there was a catch¡ªViolanda had already discerned that Pixie¡¯s most profound emotion was her love for Eirik. Their bond was as deep as it was unbreakable. Severing that love would require Eirik¡¯s help. That¡¯s why the alchemist had called him here in secret. Now, she waited to see what he would choose. If he refused to help Pixie forget their love, her magic would stagnate, and she might even revert to an ordinary life. But their relationship would remain intact. If he helped her erase those feelings, she would have the potential to reach unimaginable heights¡ª ¡ªbut their love would vanish, leaving them as strangers. *"So, what will you choose?"* In the heart of the capital, the real Master Alchemist watched her simulation unfold with bated breath, eager to see how the man would respond. 34: All Men Are Heartless How would I choose? That¡¯s an easy question! Eirik would definitely choose to help Pixie forget her feelings! Though he might not become the strongest husband in the universe, there¡¯s a slight regret there. But as long as Pixie becomes the strongest being in the cosmos, he can clear the game and earn rewards! In this simulation game, with so many beautiful ladies around, can¡¯t he just choose another as his wife? To Eirik, this is just a game, a collection of data; swapping wives doesn¡¯t weigh on his conscience at all! ¡°Thanks for your help, Master Alchemist. I¡¯m willing to help her forget her feelings,¡± Eirik said calmly. ¡°You want to help her forget?¡± Violanda asked, surprised. From her understanding of human nature, most people are heartless, with few true romantics. In a group of ten, there might not even be one willing to help someone forget. This man before her was quite unexpected. After giving Eirik a deep look, Violanda subtly moved her hand, and an ancient book flew into Eirik¡¯s grasp. It was a tome of forgetfulness! As for that exotic treasure, the Essence Fruit, acquiring it would be quite challenging, but for a Savant-level powerhouse, it was merely a matter of effort. However, the method for helping someone forget their feelings was complex. He would have to make Pixie thoroughly disappointed in him. Eirik pondered this, realizing he needed to drastically diminish their bond. ¡ Meanwhile, the world channel forums were buzzing with activity. ¡°Who would have thought Pip was the so-called ''Heaven-Forsaken Body''? I almost feel sorry for her.¡± ¡°Ugh, that can¡¯t feel good.¡± ¡°Now she¡¯s facing karma for flaunting herself all the time!¡± The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Some commented sarcastically, while others offered gentle reassurances. Elvynna, who used to fiercely compete with Pixie for Eirik''s attention, fell silent, not wanting to discourage her friend and rival. Pixie read the comments, feeling a bittersweet pang. ¡°Damn, is this really what I am? Can¡¯t learn magic, and it¡¯ll just get worse, turning me into an ordinary person. In the end, it feels like all my efforts were for nothing. What¡¯s the point of studying magic now?¡± ¡°Fortunately, I still have Eirik. Even if I¡¯m useless, he should stay by my side, right?¡± Pixie silently encouraged herself. Even if her powers diminished, it would take time to regress from a Savant to an ordinary person. She should still have a few hundred years left to live. From now on, she needed to cherish the time spent with her husband. She envisioned traveling with Eirik, exploring the vast lands, seeing all the sights, and tasting the world¡¯s delicacies¡ªmaking her life worth living! In reality, she might feel down for a while, considering her in-game body is worthless, and it¡¯s likely the same in reality. But she would still diligently study magic! Even if she became an ordinary person again, she would have reached great heights, witnessing sights beyond ordinary folks¡¯ reach. That would be enough. Moreover, this journey of learning would extend her lifespan! But why was the world so unfair to her compared to other magicians? No wonder her condition was labeled as the ''Heaven-Forsaken Body''! ¡°Don¡¯t cry, Pixie, you can do this!¡± She silently cheered herself on, forcing a smile. ¡¾Caught in your thoughts at the inn, you find yourself lost in contemplation. Before you know it, it¡¯s past midnight, and your husband, who promised to return before midnight, has yet to show.¡¿ ¡¾You hadn¡¯t thought much of it until suddenly, a distant rumble shakes the inn, a powerful elemental force erupting in waves.¡¿ ¡¾That elemental energy feels familiar¡ªit¡¯s coming from Eirik.¡¿ Realizing her husband might be in a fight, Pixie rushed towards the source of the energy. But soon, she found Eirik standing in a tavern, embracing a sultry woman and brawling with others. He reeked of alcohol¡ªclearly intoxicated. ¡°Damn, this is what men are like!¡± ¡°How could he? His wife is at home heartbroken, and he¡¯s out drinking, hugging another woman?!¡± The world channel erupted in outrage! ¡°Is it really happening now?¡± Selene shook her head, disappointed. The moment she saw Pixie turn into a waste, she had sensed that Eirik and Pixie''s relationship might not hold up anymore. Sure enough, after the Master Alchemist claimed Pixie was beyond saving, Eirik strayed for the first time. He even hired a prostitute at the tavern! ¡¾Pixie felt hurt and embarrassed by his actions, causing your bond to weaken.¡¿ On Eirik¡¯s side, the system alerted him. It was effective! A thrill ran through him; as long as he continued to damage their relationship, then at the right moment, he could let Pixie receive that tome of forgetfulness¡ If Pixie could keep studying magic, his save file would continue! In the future, he might not be Pixie¡¯s husband but rather a subordinate or something similar. But that didn¡¯t matter. As long as Pixie became the strongest in the universe, he would gain rewards¡ªtitles were unimportant. ¡°Why is this happening... Are all men truly heartless?¡± Pixie felt crushed; having just learned she was a Heaven-Forsaken Body, her mood plummeted further. ¡°Could it be... because I¡¯ve neglected him lately?¡± Pixie hesitated but decided to invite Eirik for drinks the next day. ¡¾After a few rounds, the atmosphere was delightful, and you began reminiscing about when you first met, pulling him close and inviting him inside...¡¿ ¡°Ha, can¡¯t I win him over like this?¡± Just as Pixie mused, a system notification chimed in. ¡¾He declined your invitation, stating he had plans with friends from the capital and had to leave.¡¿ ¡¾He walked away, and you could only watch his retreating figure helplessly, choosing to follow him quietly...¡¿ ¡¾You discovered he returned to yesterday''s tavern, seeking out that alluring woman who felt both strange yet familiar.¡¿ ¡¾Heartbroken, your bond took a significant hit.¡¿ ?? Pixie stared blankly at the simulation panel, tears streaming down her cheeks. Why? Just because I¡¯m a Heaven-Forsaken Body, do you have to be so cruel? After a thousand years of marriage, does our bond mean nothing? Eirik, why have you betrayed me so? 35: Betrayal Cuts Deep! ¡°Eirik betrayed Junior Sister?¡± In that moment, Elvynna was taken aback. Although this plot twist seemed advantageous for her¡ªafter all, if their relationship was in trouble, she could easily step in¡ªshe couldn¡¯t feel happy about it. She had always believed Eirik to be loyal; his devotion and love when they were together still lingered in her memory. Even after his death, she would wait for his reincarnation, not to become the strongest in the universe, but simply to see him again. Elvynna couldn¡¯t believe that Eirik would abandon Pixie simply because she was a Heaven-Forsaken Body with limited potential! ¡°Maybe there¡¯s more to this than it seems?¡± Elvynna furrowed her brow, lost in thought. Meanwhile, others had taken to the world chat to vilify Eirik. He had become the target of everyone¡¯s ire, with female players eager to give him a good kick. However, Liora soon noticed something intriguing. While her mentor, Selene, railed against Eirik, calling him a heartless man and dismissing all men as scoundrels, she was inexplicably rushing toward Elaresar, the capital city! ¡°Master, what are you doing heading to Elaresar now?¡± Liora feigned innocence, asking on purpose. ¡°I¡ I can¡¯t just vent my frustration; I need to confront him in person and slap him across the face!¡± Selene replied, clearly uneasy. Confront him? Liora nearly laughed out loud. With her still at Practitioner Lv9 and not yet breaking into the Savant tier, what right did she have to confront someone of Eirik¡¯s caliber, a powerful Savant? ¡°Ha! You scandalous woman!¡± Liora scoffed inwardly, but her fingers moved swiftly, opening the travel panel. ¡°I¡¯m coming with you! This scoundrel must be dealt with!¡± In reality, many likely shared her sentiments¡ ¡°Hah¡¡± This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. Pixie, watching all this unfold, felt even more drained. Once upon a time, she would have been confident. Eirik was hers; how could he possibly be interested in them? Ridiculous! How could these unattractive women compare? But now, she felt uncertain. Selene was far more appealing than any barmaid. Pixie was genuinely heartbroken. Even if she lost to Elvynna, it would have been easier to bear than finding Eirik with a tavern woman! What did she have that I don¡¯t? Even as a Heaven-Forsaken Body, it shouldn¡¯t come to this! In that moment, Pixie was filled with sorrow and confusion. ¡°I need to talk to him!¡± She was determined to find out what was going on. Was there some hidden truth? She resolved to confront Eirik when he returned. But¡ Pip waited and waited, yet Eirik didn¡¯t show up. Instead, as she anxiously waited, soldiers from the Dawnstar Dynasty appeared before her. ¡°Pixie, surrender! You¡¯ve killed the emperor¡¯s envoy, and your actions have been exposed. There¡¯s nowhere to run in Elaresar!¡± A chilling aura surrounded her. Pixie and her son looked up to see a black-armored general leading a troop of soldiers, completely surrounding the small inn. That general was clearly a Savant Lv3! Though Pixie was a Savant Lv1, she wasn¡¯t much of a fighter. The general was battle-hardened, with scars all over¡ªhe exuded the smell of blood, clearly a veteran who had taken many lives. Her son, Thal, was skilled in combat, but with his Lv1 compared to the general¡¯s two tiers above, he wouldn¡¯t stand a chance! ¡°Mom, go! I¡¯ll hold them off!¡± Without hesitation, Thal dashed out, charging toward the soldiers. Pixie wasn¡¯t one to dither. She knew her son, as an elemental affinity being, had ways to escape, perhaps he could survive. Staying behind might only hinder him. ¡°Why did our identities suddenly get exposed? Eirik must be facing a similar ambush right now; I wonder how strong his enemies are¡¡± As she fought her way past the soldiers, her thoughts were on Eirik. But she realized she didn¡¯t have time to ponder. Finally shaking off her pursuers, she took the obscure paths that ordinary folk wouldn¡¯t consider, fleeing with increasing desperation. This trip to Elaresar was fraught with misfortune. Discovering her Heaven-Forsaken Body was one thing; now her marriage was in turmoil, and to top it all off, they were recognized by the Dawnstar Dynasty¡¯s goons, leading to this pursuit! ¡°¡I never expected Pip¡¯s fate to be so tragic. I feel like writing ¡®misery¡¯ on her forehead¡¡± ¡°I wonder how Eirik is doing. He can¡¯t have just died, can he?¡± ¡°Humph, scoundrel! He deserves it. I can¡¯t help but think that flaunting himself in the tavern led to their identities being revealed by the Dawnstar Dynasty¡¯s lackeys!¡± The world chat was lively, filled with sympathy for Pixie¡¯s plight, reminiscent of watching a building collapse just after it was constructed. Not long ago, Pixie was the envy of all, yet in such a short time, she had fallen to such a lowly state. Life¡¯s twists and turns truly were unpredictable, evoking a multitude of emotions! And more surprises were in store. *[Pixie, fleeing in disarray, soon found herself in a dark alley, with only a distant building still aglow.]* *[Through the translucent windows, she glimpsed a man and a woman drinking by candlelight, their conversation drifting to her ears.]* *[¡°I can¡¯t believe Mr. Becker would betray his own wife for the greater good¡¡±]* *[¡°Miss Ashford, I have no time for jokes. Where¡¯s what you promised me?¡±]* *[¡°Don¡¯t worry, with your talents, Mr. Becker, you¡¯ll have high positions, wealth, and magical artifacts aplenty in the Dawnstar Dynasty!¡±]* The man¡¯s voice struck Pixie like a thunderbolt, freezing her in place. ¡°I can¡¯t believe my husband sold me out¡¡± *[Under the moonlight, Pixie¡¯s face turned ashen as she stumbled away, her expression a haunting blend of laughter and sorrow, leaving others guessing.]* *[The bond between them had reached its breaking point.]* 36: From Today On, I Am Sister Adelina ¡°Damn it! This scumbag isn¡¯t just a jerk; he¡¯s a total villain!¡± ¡°I swear, I¡¯d love nothing more than to personally take this dog down!¡± ¡°Unbelievable! This so-called ¡®gold card¡¯ is nothing but a greedy bastard!¡± ¡°In my opinion, Eirik must be involved with that Miss Ashford!¡± At this moment, the world chat was filled with furious comments about Eirik. Some even questioned if Eirik¡¯s previous kindness towards Pixie was just an act. This man must be playing a deeper game than anyone realized! And as the gossip heated up, curiosity ignited. Who exactly was this Miss Ashford? ¡°I¡¯ve heard that the only Miss Ashford who can speak on behalf of the dynasty¡¯s government is¡¡± ¡°The daughter of the current Minister of Military and Politics, Cecilia Ashford!¡± The Minister of Military and Politics! Mr. Ashford! Though he held no title, he wielded immense power in this dynasty, instilling fear in all. Moreover, Mr. Ashford was a Savant of Level 2, an elite among mages, combining both influence and strength. His daughter, Cecilia, while not particularly powerful, was exceptionally skilled in managing state affairs and was well-versed in literature and music. With her father¡¯s backing, Cecilia, despite being a woman, held considerable authority in the dynasty. One was a stunning prodigy of unmatched talent, and the other was a fated child of destiny with an aura of rules surrounding him; at a glance, they did seem like a perfect match. Thus, many scandalous speculations arose. That scoundrel Eirik was clearly abandoning his wife to climb the social ladder! How shameless! ¡°Is someone like that really worth pursuing¡¡± At that moment, Selene, arriving in Elaresar, was taken aback. Even she found it unbearable to watch. Eirik¡¯s actions¡ªreporting his own wife to eliminate her completely¡ªwere too vicious, too cruel to accept. What they didn¡¯t know was that after Pixie walked away, another graceful figure emerged from the small cabin. Draped in a holy white robe, she possessed an alluring physique, radiating both charm and coldness in a way that felt perfectly natural. Undoubtedly, this stunning beauty was the Master Alchemist, Violanda. ¡°Master Alchemist, the task you entrusted me with is complete. That woman, Pixie, must be heartbroken now¡¡± Cecilia shook her head lightly, her eyes filled with sympathy for Pixie. But as she sipped her coffee, she showed no intention of leaving, curiosity piqued as she turned to the Master Alchemist. ¡°I¡¯d like to know why you¡¯re so eager about this matter. What do you seek?¡± Violanda didn¡¯t play coy; Stolen novel; please report. her red lips parted as she spoke candidly, ¡°Our Holy Light Church¡¯s Hall of Judgment has lost its lineage for over a thousand years. It¡¯s time to appoint a new Archbishop.¡± She wanted to recruit Pixie, who had learned the Forgotten Grimoire? ¡°Ah, so you¡¯re preparing for that battle twenty years from now¡¡± Cecilia understood. Eirik felt a twinge of nostalgia. Though it was somewhat bittersweet, everything was unfolding as planned with the Master Alchemist. It was a shame that their thousand-year marital bond had vanished overnight. Next, it was up to him or the Master Alchemist to ensure the Forgotten Grimoire made its way to Pixie. ¡°Why is this happening? Did I misjudge him from the start?!¡± At that moment, Pixie felt utterly dejected. Her body tensed, eyes glued to the screen before her, and a fleeting urge to end her simulation washed over her. But ultimately, she held back. Mainly because she refused to accept it! If she died, wouldn¡¯t it fulfill that bastard¡¯s wishes?! To simply roll over and let him and Miss Ashford fly off together? She wouldn¡¯t go down without a fight! She wanted to live, to take revenge on that scoundrel! Pixie mumbled, determined not to let this slide. In that moment, shadows of pursuers closed in behind her. She fought fiercely, more recklessly than she ever had before, feeling a fierce courage she¡¯d never known¡ That night felt endless. Bathed in blood, she pressed onward through the dark, until, exhausted, she collapsed into the river, carried away by the current. You followed quietly, watching her closely, several times considering intervening, but ultimately refraining. So, Pixie drifted in the water for three days until she reached a river valley, where a nun rescued her. Pixie finally awoke. ¡°What a wretched body I have; I¡¯m still alive?¡± She examined her battered form and chuckled bitterly. To her surprise, she found herself outside a dilapidated temple. A scruffy old nun was gazing at her, seemingly indifferent. ¡°Hungry, dear? Come in for a meal.¡± The old nun turned and walked inside. Pixie studied her retreating figure, realizing this old nun was just an ordinary person, and the temple was in a remote, desolate area with no magical aura. That eased her tension a bit, and after straightening her clothes, she followed inside. Thus began her three years of recuperation in the dilapidated temple. During this time, she didn¡¯t tap into any of her powers, living an utterly mundane life as if resigned to her fate. It felt as if everything had drifted far away. Pixie even contemplated ending her life entirely. But as time passed, she noticed something peculiar about the old nun. The nun often quietly studied a scripture, appearing fearful of being discovered, as if hiding something. As time wore on, the old nun began to exhibit elemental powers. This struck Pixie as amusing. The old nun had been so wary of her, yet here she was, secretly training. After some hesitation, Pixie decided to gift her some advanced magic tomes she had mastered. But to her surprise, when the old nun glanced at her magical tomes, she scoffed dismissively. This piqued Pixie''s curiosity. Was the old nun lacking in insight, or was the book she was secretly studying truly remarkable? Another three years passed, and Pixie could no longer contain her curiosity; she peeked at the old nun¡¯s scripture. What she saw left her stunned: the words ¡°Forgotten Grimoire¡± were written there. ¡°Forgotten Grimoire¡ I¡¯ve heard of this! It¡¯s a closely guarded secret of the Holy Light Church!¡± In reality, Pixie was taken aback. Could it be that even her wretched body had some fortune after all? And to forget feelings? That was precisely what she needed! ¡°No matter what, I must master this! To completely forget that scoundrel! Hahaha!¡± For the past four years, Pixie''s life in the game had been uneventful, but her inner turmoil ran deep. Every time she lay awake at midnight, her pillow soaked with tears¡ So, Pixie rushed to find the old nun, resolved to become her apprentice! While the old nun¡¯s powers were modest, she truly had insights into the Forgotten Grimoire. Forgetting feelings was the hardest part. Since the old nun had succeeded, she was qualified to be her teacher! ¡°Are you truly willing to forget emotions, sever ties, and learn the Forgotten Grimoire?¡± The old nun sighed softly, her voice serious. Pixie fell silent, memories flooding her mind of moments with Eirik¡ªthe happy days but also the night of bloodshed, the night everything crumbled. Her bewildered gaze gradually hardened. ¡°I¡ am certain.¡± Pixie spoke softly, her tone resolute. ¡°Very well, from this day forth, you shall be the fifty-seventh nun of our Holy Light Church¡¯s Hall of Judgment. You will no longer be known as Pixie; I bestow upon you a new religious name, Adelina.¡± And so it was! From this moment on, there would be no more Pixie, only Sister Adelina. ¡°Is it finally time to begin forgetting emotions?¡± Watching it all unfold, Eirik¡¯s feelings became more complex¡ªsomewhat relieved, yet tinged with loss. Pixie, clever since childhood and now facing such adversity, was indeed a perfect candidate for mastering the Forgotten Grimoire. Once she became the old nun¡¯s apprentice, her progress in forgetting feelings was remarkably swift. The once vibrant girl, brimming with elemental energy, quickly transformed. Now, her depiction was that of a nun, her eyes cold and devoid of emotion. ¡°Though this is a path I forged, it still pains me to see her so detached¡¡± Eirik couldn¡¯t help but sigh. ¡°Will she finally succeed in forgetting her emotions?¡± At that moment, Master Alchemist Violanda arrived, presenting a fruit of enlightenment. That night, amidst torrential rain and lightning flashing like swords, Pixie slowly opened her eyes, a tranquil expression on her face. As she gazed inward, her once-stagnant meridians flowed freely now, and even her entire soul had been reshaped, ¡°¡¾Congratulations! You have obtained the special title: Forgetter. (Gold)¡¿¡± *¡¾Special Effect: Heartless: Those with feelings inflict self-harm, while the heartless harm others. Your damage to the opposite sex increases by fifty percent.¡¿* *¡¾Special Effect: Steadfastness: Without gain or loss, without resentment or regret. You will very likely not suffer soul damage, and your soul strength increases by twenty percent.¡¿* ¡°Wow, I actually got a gold title?¡± In reality, Pixie stared at her new panel, momentarily stunned. Her previous stats had always been quite dismal. She had only managed to get a purple talent thanks to her family¡¯s wealth, and her arrogance came from her husband. Now, at last, she had a gold title earned through her own efforts! ¡°Hmph, you stinky man, I can do just fine without you!¡± At that moment, Pixie couldn¡¯t even imagine that this gold title, Forgetter, was something Eirik had painstakingly acquired for her¡ 37:Eirik, I’m Coming to Kill You! ¡°Damn, I feel so powerful right now!¡± In reality, Pixie was buzzing with excitement. Though her in-game persona had forgotten all emotions and wore a perpetual scowl, the real Pixie was still very much human. She couldn¡¯t fully grasp what it meant to forget feelings, but she could definitely feel her newfound strength. Besides the golden title of "Forgetter," her cultivation talents had skyrocketed due to her soul¡¯s rebirth. At this moment, she was brimming with formidable energy, a far cry from her former self! ¡°Is this what they call going dark?!¡± I¡¯m out for revenge on that bastard Eirik! Killing him... Hmm, that feels a bit harsh. After all, we were once married. Maybe I should just cripple his powers and make him my servant, bringing me tea and washing my feet every day... No, no! That jerk is trying to kill me! I can¡¯t show mercy¡ªI have to kill him! Yes, I must kill him! Pixie mumbled to herself. ¡°However, even though I¡¯m much stronger now, I¡¯m still only Savant Lv1. That guy is probably at Lv4 or even Lv5! I might still be no match for him. I¡¯ll need to keep a low profile for a while!¡± With that thought, Pixie dove into intense training. ¡¾Congratulations! You¡¯ve gained a special status: Infiltrator (Purple)¡¿ ¡¾Infiltrator: Increases magic learning speed by 10%, comprehension by 5%.¡¿ Oh, so there¡¯s this added benefit to my training? Another purple title? Pixie was quite pleased. ¡°Damn, did Pip just get lucky?¡± ¡°This is amazing! I just suddenly leveled up to a gold card?¡± The world chat exploded with excitement. Previously, when they saw Pixie moping in that rundown temple, everyone thought her save file was toast. They assumed she¡¯d have to start anew. Even her quest for revenge against that bastard Eirik seemed impossible, reserved for a future life. This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. But who could¡¯ve guessed she¡¯d still find fortune like this?! ¡°A gold card? I don¡¯t think anyone among us players has ever achieved that!¡± Selene exclaimed, a mix of shock and envy in her eyes. ¡°To be fair, Eirik may be a jerk, but without him, Pip wouldn¡¯t have become a gold card!¡± ¡°Ha! Are you suggesting Pip should thank him?¡± The twists and turns of this situation sparked the curiosity of many female players, igniting their gossiping souls. ¡°Thanks for your concern, but I, Pixie... I mean, Sister Adelina, have a score to settle with that scoundrel Eirik. This isn¡¯t over!¡± Pixie personally chimed in on the world chat. She was determined to confront Eirik! All this frantic training was for the day she¡¯d get her revenge! As she watched her in-game self grow stronger bit by bit, Pixie fell into deep thought. Unless something unexpected happened, she too would become the legendary Heaven-Forsaken Body in reality, destined to have her soul sealed away, turning into an ordinary person. Should she follow in her simulated self''s footsteps and learn that forgotten magic tome? And Eirik, that bastard! Had she known he was such a heartless scoundrel, she wouldn¡¯t have tried to recruit him. Tomorrow, she¡¯d find an excuse to give him a good beating and kick him out of the manor! Hmph! Thinking about the injustices she faced in the game made Pixie want to cry. The feeling of betrayal from her husband, being hunted by countless foes, with nowhere to turn¡ªjust imagining it left her breathless. Being betrayed by the person she trusted most¡ªhow despairing her in-game self must have felt! ¡°I can¡¯t forgive that jerk. I have to beat him up tomorrow! No, I¡¯m going to do it right now!¡± With that thought, Pixie kicked off her covers and jumped out of bed. In the game, I couldn¡¯t defeat you, but in reality, I won¡¯t lose either! I¡¯m now a Practitioner-level master, while you¡¯re just a Stalwart level! Throwing on a loose outfit, Pixie strode barefoot to Eirik¡¯s door, despite the puzzled looks from her maid. Knock, knock, knock! A flurry of impatient knocks echoed. ¡°Eirik! Open the door! Now!¡± Alongside her demanding shout came the clamor. ¡°What¡¯s going on? It¡¯s late!¡± Eirik was puzzled. He was in the midst of a thrilling game session where Pip was about to unlock the forgotten magic tome he had orchestrated. ¡°Coming, Lady Pip! What can I do for you?¡± Eirik opened the door with a look of confusion. ¡°I...¡± Seeing his innocent, bewildered expression, Pixie felt a rush of anger dissipate. True, he didn¡¯t have memory simulation¡ªhe hadn¡¯t done anything wrong yet. Was it really fair to beat him up without cause? ¡°Ugh, I¡¯m so furious!¡± Pixie huffed, shaking her small fist at his face, but ultimately did nothing. She turned on her heel and left. £¿£¿£¿£¿ Eirik watched as she stormed away, barefoot and fuming, his mind swirling with questions. What just happened?! Ravenshadow¡¯s lady has a strange temper! It¡¯s so baffling! Is she... on her period? Eirik shrugged it off. He was too engrossed in the game¡¯s critical moment to dwell on reality! Pip in the game was still waiting for him. He wouldn¡¯t let this real-world woman distract him! As he opened the simulation panel, a flurry of system notifications appeared before him. ¡¾After five years of magic study, your power has significantly increased, reaching Savant Level 5.¡¿ ¡¾You¡¯ve learned Abyssal Tempest (Purple).¡¿ ¡¾You¡¯ve learned Celestial Convergence (Purple).¡¿ ¡ While Pixie had been in seclusion, forgetting her emotions, Eirik hadn¡¯t been idle. He had joined the Dawnstar Dynasty and became a knight mentor in the Holy Light Order. Initially, some had doubts about this new mentor, but he proved himself with sheer skill, earning their respect. There¡¯s no need to elaborate on the usual story beats here. Thanks to the high regard of the alchemy master Violanda, Eirik learned many secret techniques of the Holy Light Order. Abyssal Tempest, Celestial Convergence, and others were powerful spells beyond compare. Now, his abilities were even greater. Though he was only Savant Lv5, he might very well outclass some Savant Lv7 masters! However, as he reviewed his newfound strength, the alchemy master Violanda brought him unsettling news. ¡¾¡°Eirik, Pixie has mastered the Forgotten Tome well and has reached Savant Lv4. She¡¯s on her way to kill you.¡±¡¿ ? Alchemy Master, this isn¡¯t what you said before!? Eirik felt a bit gloomy. According to Violanda¡¯s earlier words, after forgetting her emotions, she would be like a stone, devoid of love or resentment. So how could she want to harm him as if he were a stranger she had no reason to hate? 38: One Will Die Between the Couple ¡°I¡ I can¡¯t make sense of this either,¡± the Master Alchemist Violanda said, her lips twitching slightly as she shook her head. Yet, deep down, she understood the situation all too well. In the game, Pip had indeed forgotten her feelings¡ªno love, no grievances. But the Pixie outside the game was a different story altogether. Right now, in reality, Pip was holding her breath, controlling a character devoid of emotions, all to confront Eirik, this ¡°scumbag.¡± Violanda was also a player, so she was more than familiar with this scenario. Although she had been lurking in the shadows, her observations had revealed the existence of a world channel filled with players like Pixie and Selene. They were engaged in heated discussions, and after eavesdropping on their conversations, Violanda gradually pieced together what this so-called simulation game was all about. ¡°A simulation over and over again? How intriguing¡¡± Her curiosity about Eirik only grew. A gold card that could aid in magical cultivation? This kid was too useful; in the next life, she¡¯d definitely snag him! Aelsryel City was merely a backwater; the players there couldn¡¯t compare to her status as a Master Alchemist. Plus, the other players all thought Eirik was a complete scumbag, a faithless wretch. Only she knew the truth. This was her advantage! Violanda hadn¡¯t said a word in the world channel. It was pointless. There was no need to interact with those on a different level than her! She merely observed from above, silently lurking. At that moment¡ Eirik was feeling a bit down. If Pixie continued to be hostile towards him, how could he help her become the strongest in the universe? His original plan had been that despite their lack of feelings, they could still collaborate based on mutual benefit. After all, his Elemental Absorption talent was incredibly valuable. A person devoid of emotions wouldn¡¯t kill him for purely selfish reasons. But now, things were clearly spiraling out of control! Did he really want to be the mindless villain in those stories who kept getting himself killed? In some novels, there existed this archetype of a villain who, despite being a scoundrel, would accumulate countless treasures and opportunities. Yet, time and again, he¡¯d provoke the protagonist, giving away his fortunes. Every time, he seemed oblivious, blindly offering gifts like a fool. You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. ¡°Damn it, this kind of role is so constricting. I¡¯d rather be killed by Pixie than play this garbage character! Why not just restart?!¡± Eirik sighed and couldn¡¯t help but curse inwardly. Was this system really out to get him? He had gone through great lengths to orchestrate this drama, just to continue playing this save file. Now it seemed he¡¯d be better off restarting early. Frustrated, he found an excuse to send the Master Alchemist away, then went into seclusion, skipping days and doing nothing but waiting for Pixie to come knocking. Sure enough, within half a month, Pip arrived at his door. ¡¾On this day, the rain fell incessantly, and lead-gray clouds seemed poised to crush Elaresar City. Once Pixie, now the nun Adelina, stood at the edge of the dark clouds, coldly surveying him.¡¿ ¡¾¡°Pixie, we don¡¯t need to be adversaries. With my talent, I can greatly assist your magical studies!¡± ¡¿Eirik still wanted to give it one last shot. Upon seeing his words, Pixie¡¯s anger flared. How dare this scumbag try to deceive her again! ¡°That jerk wants to trick me one more time!¡± Drawing her magical sword, the roar of a dragon echoed. At that moment, the light of her sword outshone the lightning in the clouds, illuminating the stormy night as she charged at him with terrifying momentum! Sigh, was there really no way out? In the game, this woman¡¯s icy gaze was filled with murderous intent, striking fear into his heart. Pixie was indeed powerful now, but your strength seemed even greater. At this moment, your choices were¡ ¡¾1. Go all out and slay her.¡¿ ¡¾2. Flee as fast as you can.¡¿ ¡¾3. Pretend to be defeated and willingly accept your death.¡¿ Choose option 3! Suicide restart! Eirik didn¡¯t hesitate any longer. He considered option 1, but after thinking it through, he decided against it. Even if he died, Pip would still be alive, and she could continue to grow stronger. He could still claim rewards later. Besides¡ this time around, Pip¡¯s second half of life, having been ¡°betrayed¡± by him, would indeed be tragic. Since he was planning to restart anyway, let her kill him; it would be a satisfying revenge. A fierce battle erupted between them, shaking the very foundations of Elaresar City, sending tremors that even caught the attention of Raedric, the emperor of Dawnstar Dynasty. To avoid interference, he led Pixie away from the city and out to the outskirts, where the field of violets awaited. A more intense battle ensued. You were pleased with Pixie¡¯s current strength. Among Savant Lv4, she truly was exceptional! ¡¾After a long while, a mournful cry pierced the air as your magical staff shattered, and you plummeted like a meteor from the sky.¡¿ ¡¾¡°You¡¯ve lost,¡± Pixie said coldly, stepping toward you, bloodied and battered.¡¿ ¡¾¡°I¡¯m sorry, Pip. Just kill me,¡± Eirik said calmly, closing his eyes.¡¿ ¡°Has this jerk finally lost?!¡± Pixie felt a twinge of emotion. Finally, she could seek revenge! From Pixie¡¯s perspective, Eirik knelt, long hair cascading around him, his face pale and smeared with blood, exuding a sense of despair and weariness. His shattered staff lay nearby, the gem missing, leaving only a broken shaft abandoned on the ground. That staff had been a gift from her, given years ago. ¡°Am I really going to kill him?¡± Pixie questioned herself, her eyes misting over. She found herself reluctant to proceed. Eirik had once been so good to her. They had been the perfect couple; how had they come to this? Did her husband have his reasons? ¡°Hey, Pip, what are you hesitating for? Strike now! That bastard wants your life; you should repay him in kind!¡± Someone in the world channel urged her on. ¡°Seriously, you¡¯re not going to kill him? Are you the legendary love-struck fool?¡± ¡°You have no idea. I¡¯m not a love-struck fool; I¡¯m just wondering if killing him would be too much of a waste¡¡± Pixie blushed, defending herself. 39: Generous Rewards "Pip, you let that scum live? I''ll laugh at you for the rest of your days!" "He nearly killed you! If that can be forgiven, then honestly, you got what you deserved!" "I''m beyond frustrated! Why do abusers and murderers always have devoted wives? It makes me tremble with rage! When will we women stand up for ourselves?" In the world channel, a crowd buzzed with chatter. Pixie felt a bit lost¡ªam I really just a hopeless romantic? Seeing Eirik, once charming and confident, reduced to this miserable state truly pained her; she couldn''t bring herself to end him. "Ha! Don¡¯t get me wrong; I¡¯m not killing him¡ªI just want him to suffer more. Death would be too easy!" Pixie feigned indifference. "I want him to wish he were dead! First, I''ll strip him of his powers, then lock him up, making him serve me tea and wash my feet..." "Stripping him of his powers is fine, but wash your feet? Are you sure that''s not a reward?" "Then... he won''t wash my feet!" Meanwhile, Eirik, seeing Pip in the game intent on his demise, felt a wave of frustration wash over him. Seriously, all I wanted was a reset! Why is it so hard? Stripped of powers and made a servant? Pixie''s vindictiveness was shocking¡ªdid she really forget her feelings for me? He stared at her cold, expressionless face on the screen, confusion filling his mind. Fine, if this game feels so off, I¡¯ll just quit! Time to end it! ¡¾*Eirik, unable to endure the humiliation, severed his own lifeline and died.*¡¿ Suddenly, a system notification flashed on Pixie''s screen. A new game scene materialized. In a field of violets, Pixie stood, clad in a holy white robe, sword in hand, while Eirik lay at her feet, his eyes lifeless. "He... killed himself?" The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. In reality, Pixie fell silent, the image gripping her heart with sorrow. There was no joy or thrill in avenging a scoundrel; instead, she felt a hollow ache, as if something vital had been taken from her. Rising from her bed, dressed in a thin robe, she stared at the bright moon, lost in thought. "Why are there so many tragedies in this world?" The events that had unfolded seemed unreal, yet as a simulation, they could easily become reality. The thought that this might be one of countless possible lives made Pixie feel an overwhelming suffocation. "He died well!" "That scoundrel is finally gone! Ha! Justice served!" In that moment, the world channel erupted in cheers, as if ready to pop champagne in celebration. "Is Eirik really gone?" Selene sighed, a hint of regret in her voice. This young man, born of humble beginnings but blessed with incredible potential, had the gift of Elemental Absorption¡ªable to help anyone near him accelerate their training. Whoever formed a bond with him had the chance to rise to greatness; he was a walking fortune! "If he¡¯s truly gone, so be it... Don¡¯t worry, Eirik; in your next life, I won¡¯t let you suffer like this." Alchemist master Violanda gazed down from a tower in the capital, pity etched on her face. "With a country girl like Pixie, how could he ever have a future? That''s the root of his tragic fate." "Junior Sister, I can''t believe you really caused his death. I always felt he had his reasons." Elvynna sighed deeply, her emotions a tangled mess. As a rival, she should be thrilled. At least Eirik hadn¡¯t suffered such a tragic fate while with her. While death was inevitable, dying at the hands of an enemy seemed less humiliating. Yet, she felt nothing but pain for Eirik. In that moment, Eirik¡¯s death tugged at many hearts, while he stared at the new ending screen, filled with mixed feelings. ¡¾*In the year 13,564 of the Magic Era, you took your own life. In your haze, you thought you saw a single tear fall from Pixie''s cold face, but you couldn¡¯t tell if it was the last image of your life or merely a mirage...*¡¿ ¡¾*You are dead. The game is over.*¡¿ ¡¾*Your life was indeed grand: starting as an insignificant citizen, rising into a noble family, slaying the emperor''s envoy; your fame shook the northwest. Your first half was near perfect. But in your later years, you betrayed your wife, imprisoned your children, gaining infamy despite your accomplishments.*¡¿ ¡¾*That day, your wife Pixie returned, having forgotten her feelings, vowing to kill you. Your battle in the Violet Garden shook the capital! You were defeated, humiliated, and took your own life.*¡¿ ¡¾*The world says, ''Every choice we make is written in the stars. Eirik was a villain, unworthy of pity.*¡¿ ¡¾*Achievement Level: Purple*¡¿ ¡¾*Overall Image: A pitiful figure, despised by the world.*¡¿ ¡¾*Completed Quests: The Chaos of the Magic Tree, The Emperor''s Envoy Strikes (Rewards for first clear are being distributed).*¡¿ Wait, what? How is this system evaluation even possible? I was just pretending, not really abandoning my family! And I get labeled a "pitiful figure"? Thank goodness that overall image doesn¡¯t affect rewards¡ªotherwise, I¡¯d be furious! ¡¾*Congratulations, you have received the reward: Void Reaver.*] Oh? This time, it''s a magic tome? Just what I needed! With the Eye of Divine Insight, my talent isn¡¯t lacking, but I need offensive spells. Now things are looking up. He quickly opened the system details to examine the reward. ¡¾*Void Reaver (Golden): A legendary magic tome created by an unmatched master. It can tear through the boundaries of reality, summon void energy to strike enemies, inflicting deep soul damage and even absorbing their power to enhance the caster''s abilities. With mastery, you can even strike down stars.*¡¿ Wow, I can take down stars? That¡¯s seriously powerful! But Eirik¡¯s rewards didn¡¯t stop there; a flurry of notifications continued to pop up. ¡¾*Congratulations, you have received the reward: Flower in the Mirror.*¡¿ ¡¾*Flower in the Mirror: A wondrous object, like a moon in water¡ªbeautiful yet unattainable. Consume it to briefly gain memories or abilities from a moment in the simulation. Duration: twelve hours.*¡¿ 40: Pip learn the shocking truth: he’s not a scumbag! ¡°Hmm, abilities or memories gained from a simulated experience?¡± Eirik felt a surge of excitement, thoroughly pleased with the item. Even if it was only for twelve hours, this thing could be a lifesaver in critical moments! In the simulation, he was a master at Savant Lv5, able to take down even a Savant Lv7 with all his might. The memories and abilities were invaluable! ¡°Feels good. I¡¯ll call it a night here¡ time for sleep.¡± Eirik closed his eyes, content. Meanwhile, other players continued their simulations, but without Eirik¡¯s magic world, the speed of their progress quietly accelerated. A night passed, and it felt like thousands of years had slipped by. Most players couldn¡¯t possibly survive that long and had long since perished. They were either resting or chatting in the world channel, discussing Eirik and the nuances of their simulated lives. Of course, some, like Pip, opted to simply log off and sleep. With Eirik gone, Pixie found the simulation dull. She logged out, climbed into bed, and fell into a deep, disheartened sleep. When she finally awoke, the morning light streamed in. ¡°In this life, without emotions, I¡¯ve become nothing but a relentless magic-learning machine. I should have lived long, maybe achieving even greater heights than my senpai in the past¡¡± Murmuring to herself, Pixie instinctively opened her interface. The moment she glanced at it, a wave of dismay washed over her. ¡°Wait, I¡¯ve only lived for a measly fifteen hundred years? I remember that scoundrel Eirik lived over thirteen hundred years. Does that mean I only survived two hundred years after he left?¡± Pixie was bewildered. This wasn¡¯t scientific! How could a top-tier gold card player, a heartless magic-learning machine, die so quickly? And the manner of her death¡ She felt a tightening in her chest¡ªdying by suicide due to illness? Pixie froze, her brow furrowing. In-game, she had forgotten emotions¡ªshe was like a stone, living only for her studies. How could she have taken her own life? This was too strange! ¡°Quick question for everyone: when you log out until death, how do you check your life details? I can¡¯t find anywhere to look!¡± Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. After a bit of searching, she posed her question in the world channel. ¡°Logging out until death? Impressive!¡± ¡°What''s up, Pip? Can¡¯t let go of that jerk, so you just logged out?¡± A flurry of anonymous chatter erupted, but no one answered Pip''s question. Players logged out couldn¡¯t even spectate, so no one knew how Pixie had died. After a while, Selene stepped forward. ¡°Once you log out until death, you can¡¯t access detailed records. You can only inherit memories.¡± Only inherit memories? Pixie sighed. The memories of this life were bittersweet, and she hesitated about whether to inherit them, fearing they might dampen her spirits. ¡°Forget it, I¡¯ll just inherit them. I¡¯m a Heaven-Forsaken Body, and I can only solve this with the Tome of Forgetting¡¡± Feeling gloomy, Pixie, usually lively, disliked seeing her sour expression in-game. After much hesitation, she gritted her teeth and chose to inherit the memories. In an instant, a torrent of information and fragments surged into her mind. She gasped, her chest heaving, tears streaming down her face as she relived her past. She saw the tender moments with Eirik and the cold, bloody nights. The images finally froze at Eirik¡¯s death, a moment etched too deeply in her memory to escape. ¡°Now it¡¯s time to examine what led a person devoid of feelings to take their own life¡¡± After Eirik¡¯s death, Pixie joined the Church of Light and became the Master of the Judgement Hall. From then on, she turned a blind eye to the world, dedicating herself to magic. Her progress was swift, soon reaching Savant Lv9, but breaking into the Grandmaster realm proved immensely challenging. For hundreds of years, she made no progress at all. Meanwhile, her son Thal surpassed her, achieving Grandmaster status first. After Eirik betrayed Pixie, he imprisoned Thal, only releasing him when Pixie returned. Thal struggled to accept his parents¡¯ fallout and his father''s tragic demise, once fleeing to the Demon Realm, gaining a notorious reputation. As time passed, he began to suspect that his father¡¯s death was shrouded in mystery. Upon reaching Grandmaster status, Thal, leveraging his elemental affinity, stirred chaos in the Dawnstar Dynasty, almost striking down a military official, finally learning the truth from Cecilia. Understanding his father¡¯s motivations, Thal hesitated to tell Pixie, but the emperor Raedric caught wind of it. The power struggle between the emperor and the Church of Light had become dire, and ultimately, Raedric arranged for Pixie to regain her emotions using the divine Ocean Mirror. Taking advantage of her emotional turmoil, Raedric''s elite assassins ambushed her! The battle was immensely tough! Distracted, she was outnumbered and severely injured, forced to escape. Months later, overwhelmed by unhealed pain and guilt, she took her own life! Only two hundred and fifty years after Eirik¡¯s departure, she passed away in an unnamed village. Their son Thal, persecuted by Raedric, barely survived. But, blessed with an elemental affinity, he eventually thrived, seeking revenge for his parents¡ªa tale for another time. Now, with the memories of her life flooding back, Pixie was in tears. ¡°Turns out, I misunderstood him all along. Everything he did was for me, but I always misjudged and hated him, even leading to his demise¡¡± ... Eirik was deep in sleep when he suddenly felt a warm presence. Opening his eyes, he was met with Pixie¡¯s beautiful face almost touching his nose¡ªtoo close for comfort. Am I dreaming? Eirik was confused. Why was Pixie suddenly in his bed? It must be a dream, surely. But it felt too real; he could even feel the warm breath from her lovely nose as her hair brushed against his cheek, sending tingles through him. ¡°Miss Ravenshadow, what are you doing?¡± Eirik inhaled deeply and quickly asked. ¡°Darling, I... I miss you so much... I¡¯m so sorry, I¡¯m so sorry, woohoo¡¡± Pixie whimpered and suddenly embraced him, resting her head against Eirik¡¯s strong chest. 41: Eirik learned the truth about the gameï¼� Instinctively wrapping his arms around Pixie''s slender waist, Eirik felt a jolt as he listened to her words. Pixie called me what?! Darling?! And she said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡±? Eirik was already stunned, but now he was completely frozen. Could it be¡ this simulation game isn¡¯t just a game? He felt like he¡¯d been struck by lightning, caught between confusion and a headache, panic setting in. No wonder Pixie and Elvynna had been acting strangely toward him lately. This simulation wasn''t just for him¡ªwere they players too? He thought it was a single-player game, but it turns out it was an MMO?! ¡°Damn, lucky I figured this out early, or else¡¡± He had been toying with the idea of creating a villain character to embrace the thrill of being a bad guy, but now he felt a sinking dread. He¡¯d unwittingly become a complete jerk? And right now, Pixie seemed off, almost unable to distinguish between illusion and reality. Had she gained memories from the game? Eirik could only speculate. As he pondered, Pip clung tightly to him, sobbing against his chest. To his embarrassment, her warm breath and curvy figure nearly made the just-awakened Eirik lose control. The timing was definitely delicate. It was early morning, full of energy, and suddenly a hot, youthful body was wrapped around him. What guy could resist? ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me the truth? Why do something so foolish! I never want to be apart from you again¡¡± The girl murmured, regret and affection consuming her. She lifted her head, staring intently at Eirik, her delicate features magnifying in his view. Then she leaned in for a deep kiss! ¡ Stolen story; please report. A new day dawned. Elvynna stepped into the courtyard, listening to the chirping birds as she reflected on her past life¡¯s magic studies. She glanced toward Eirik''s door, noticing it was ajar. Behind the screen inside, two figures¡ªone male, one female¡ªwere entwined. ¡°Did I just see that?¡± Elvynna''s body went rigid. ¡°Is my vision failing me?¡± But no matter how she looked at it, they were definitely hugging. Could it be Junior Sister?! But that couldn¡¯t be right! Hadn¡¯t she just concluded Eirik was a total jerk and almost killed him in the game? So the woman inside wasn¡¯t Junior Sister? Was she another player? In an instant, a whirlwind of thoughts and speculations flooded Elvynna¡¯s mind. How could someone be so shameless, stealing a moment like this? A rival even more shameless than Junior Sister? Her face flushed crimson as she took a deep breath, fists clenching, her mind racing. Just the thought of someone holding her husband, kissing him, made her blood boil! Without a second thought, she dashed inside! Then, Elvynna witnessed Pixie and Eirik locked in an embrace. ¡°Crash!¡± The cup in her hand shattered on the floor, scalding coffee splattering everywhere! The sharp noise startled Eirik awake. Oh crap, now Elvynna is here too. Could this situation get any more chaotic?! ¡°Well, looks like I came at a bad time. I¡¯m sorry to interrupt your little moment,¡± Elvynna said coldly, her face like a winter frost, piercing and icy! ¡°¡¡± What do I say now? Eirik was utterly at a loss, though he desperately wanted to say, ¡°No, you came at the perfect time,¡± and pull her into his embrace too. But if he did, Elvynna might just blow him away with magic, and Pixie might want to castrate him. Seriously, what do I do?! Help! Ah, right! They probably don¡¯t even know I¡¯m playing this game too! For now, playing dumb is my only option! ¡°Uh, Miss Elvynna, I¡¯m just as confused as you are. What¡¯s going on here?¡± Eirik said, his voice low as he furrowed his brow, feigning ignorance. ¡°Heh, I¡¯d like to know too!¡± Elvynna scoffed, her sharp gaze landing on Pixie, who was still clinging to Eirik like a koala. ¡°Elvynna¡ what are you doing here? Is it really that shameless to witness my intimate moments with my husband?¡± Pip''s instinct kicked in, her mind clearing as she regained her usual brazen demeanor. ¡°Who¡¯s the shameless one? You know deep down. You look like a madwoman right now¡ªyesterday you were threatening him, and today you¡¯re all over him like a cheap date. It¡¯s quite eye-opening!¡± Elvynna shot back coldly, bewildered. Junior Sister had always been flirtatious, but not like this. She suspected Pixie had gone mad from overwhelming memories. ¡°I¡¯m not crazy; you are!¡± Pixie murmured, though she looked around, lost in thought, unsure why she was there. The sudden influx of memories had left her mind muddled, her head spinning from the intensity of regret and affection. Now, Pixie was starting to regain her composure. Oh no, what did I just do? I kissed him! And¡ Her face turned beet red, even her ears shimmering with embarrassment. ¡°I, uh, ow! My head really hurts, oh no!¡± She suddenly cried, clutching her head and bolting out. In reality, the memory aftermath had passed, and her head didn¡¯t hurt at all. But she was too shy to stay. So Pip pretended to have a headache and fled the scene. ¡°Pixie!¡± With Pip gone, Elvynna couldn¡¯t calm down. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. That was her husband¡¯s first kiss! How could that little bitch just take it? ¡°Miss Elvynna, what¡¯s wrong? What do you plan to do?!¡± Eirik wanted to say something, but then he noticed Elvynna¡¯s face was stormy as she stepped closer. 42:Shocking Everyone, He’s Not a Scumbag? Elvynna approached slowly, her face frosted with anger. Eirik felt a surge of panic, mostly out of guilt. What¡¯s she planning? Is she really going to... castrate me?! His mind raced with wild thoughts, but what happened next completely took him by surprise! Elvynna suddenly drew close, her fair, delicate hands wrapping around his neck. Then, her exquisitely beautiful face loomed large before him! Like a chick pecking at grain, Elvynna swiftly planted a kiss on Eirik¡¯s lips. Before he could process what just happened, she vanished into thin air, leaving him standing alone in the bedroom, bewildered. Just moments ago, he thought Elvynna was going to kill him¡ªhe nearly blacked out. It wasn''t that he was cowardly; it was just that, in their simulations, while they hadn''t had children, they had definitely slept together. And women in this magical world often had conservative views. Elvynna struck him as quite traditional. If she were truly furious, it wouldn¡¯t surprise Eirik if she sought to end him. ¡°This system is really messed up! It once showed me images of many beautiful women to choose from, and I thought I could have them all. Now I realize how na?ve that was¡¡± Women in reality were far more troublesome than in the game. With Elvynna and Pixie alone, he was already overwhelmed. If a few more showed up, he might just keel over! Tonight, he needed to be careful; no more provoking other women! Initially, aside from fearing trouble, Eirik felt he could no longer be a scumbag. Unbeknownst to him, he had already stirred the feelings of two girls. Now that he was aware, he couldn¡¯t afford to mess up again. ¡°Tonight, I¡¯ll go with Elvynna. If I can¡¯t make her the strongest in the universe, my past two gaming lives will have been incomplete¡¡± Eirik thought to himself. ¡ I¡ªI also kissed her! If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. This time, I didn¡¯t lose! Elvynna, using her flight magic, soared through the skies, her mind racing with mixed emotions. However, recalling her earlier boldness, her fair cheeks flushed a bright red. Honestly, she felt a twinge of regret¡ªhad she been too easy on that scoundrel Eirik? That guy had no simulation memories; he probably thinks I¡¯m just as crazy as Junior Sister! Ha! At that moment, Elvynna¡¯s feelings were incredibly complex. There was sweetness, jealousy, and a hint of worry as she flew around Aelsryel, exploring¡ Once her emotions calmed down a bit, doubts filled her mind. What¡¯s happened with Pixie?! Why was there such a drastic change in her behavior?! Could it be that Eirik¡¯s betrayal in the last life had some hidden reasons? Though this was Pixie¡¯s story, Elvynna was curious beyond measure. More than just gossip, it was about her husband¡¯s character! Elvynna had always trusted Eirik, but in this life, his actions were simply outrageous; she didn¡¯t know how to explain them. He must have had his reasons! Elvynna told herself that, but she couldn¡¯t articulate what those reasons might be. This matter had been troubling her deeply these past few days. ¡°Does anyone know what happened with Pixie and Eirik afterwards?¡± Elvynna opened the world channel in the simulation panel. ¡°What else happened? Eirik was killed by Pixie, right? Girl, how could you miss such a spectacular revenge drama? It¡¯s such a shame!¡± ¡°Haha, the sight of that scumbag dying was simply delicious; I had three extra helpings of pasta last night!¡± As soon as Eirik was mentioned, several people replied at lightning speed. Though the simulator was currently greyed out and unavailable, the world channel was still buzzing. It couldn¡¯t be helped; this world channel was like a chat group, an enormous cheat code in this magical realm. Many players exchanged information here. All day long, there were lively conversations. As for the scumbag Eirik¡¯s death, it was a hot topic, and countless players were engrossed. Why were they so interested in killing scumbags? Because it seemed all the players in this simulator were women. At least for now, no male players had been discovered. ¡°I watched Eirik¡¯s death in full. What I¡¯m asking is, do they have any follow-up?¡± Elvynna continued her inquiry. ¡°Is there more to the story?¡± ¡°Shouldn¡¯t be; the scumbag¡¯s dead, so what could follow? Can he come back to life?¡± In this otherworld, resurrection, though rare, was indeed part of legend. ¡°I haven¡¯t heard anything!¡± ¡°Really didn¡¯t pay attention. Are there any players in Elaresar City who can share?¡± At that moment, the potion master Violanda was also watching from the sidelines. The follow-up to Eirik and Pixie¡¯s story? She had heard some rumors. It seemed Pixie had learned the truth before her death. But Violanda didn¡¯t speak up; she couldn¡¯t be bothered to chat with these ¡°unworthy people.¡± Such crucial information wouldn¡¯t be shared freely! Right now, she was eagerly awaiting the simulator to reopen, hoping to leverage her identity as a potion master to seize Eirik, the golden card. In this life, she aimed to defeat Emperor Raedric; she wanted to master magic to its pinnacle. To uncover the secrets of the world and explore the hope of immortality¡ As for whether Eirik would agree to ally with her, Violanda hadn¡¯t even considered it. Who did she think she was?! A potion master, second to none! In the entire Dawnstar Dynasty Empire, few could match her strength against the emperor, and she was one of them! As for Eirik, he was just an ordinary person from a remote area at the beginning, and his reputation was tarnished; no players were seeking him out. When he was at his lowest, she extended an olive branch. How could he refuse?! Hahaha! Delighted by her thoughts, Violanda couldn¡¯t help but smile smugly¡ Meanwhile, Elvynna had been asking in the world channel for quite a while, but no one provided any clear answers. She was about to say something more when Pixie logged on herself. ¡°Senpai, no need to ask around. In that life, I was wrong; I misunderstood him. In the final moments, I simply learned the truth¡ªit¡¯s that simple.¡± Her light, airy words stirred waves of shock among the players. ¡°What do you mean? Pip, are you saying that guy isn¡¯t a scumbag?!¡± ¡°What¡¯s going on? This is killing me! Can you explain in detail?!¡± A flurry of questions flooded the chat. On the other side, Pixie hid in her bedroom, looking at the template before her, feeling a bit wistful. Originally, she hadn¡¯t intended to come out and explain; after all, everyone knew Eirik wasn¡¯t a scumbag, and competition would only grow. But seeing the insults thrown at Eirik in the world channel¡ªcalling him a scumbag and a dog¡ªshe couldn¡¯t bear it! I won¡¯t let you say such things about him! He¡¯s not that kind of person, he¡¯s not! 43: Pips Bragging ¡°I just don¡¯t get it. Eirik was about to kill you and forced you to forget your feelings¡ªhow can you have any excuses?¡± ¡°Pip, you¡¯re not trying to pull one over on us, are you?¡± When Pixie mentioned that Eirik wasn¡¯t a bad guy, it sent shockwaves through the group. Messages in the world chat flashed like wildfire. Not wanting to waste time, Pixie directly shared an item. *¡¾Player Pixie has shared a memory fragment. Do you wish to view it?¡¿* At that moment, everyone received a system notification. Memory fragments can be shared? Confusion spread among them. ¡°This is an item I got after retrieving my past life memories. It¡¯s called the Well of Fate; you can view my past life memories anytime. Just click on it, and you¡¯ll see the segment as a bystander,¡± Pixie explained. ¡°Oh, so it¡¯s a bystander view? What a pity,¡± Liora pouted from a shadowy corner, feeling somewhat let down. She had imagined a first-person perspective¡ªhow thrilling that would be, like a soul possession! Still, her curiosity got the better of her, and Liora quickly clicked on Pixie¡¯s share. After all, Eirik had done so many bad things: he murdered his beloved wife and imprisoned his own son. How could he possibly redeem himself? As Liora clicked the link, she felt a brief darkness envelop her, and suddenly she found herself in a grand but desolate hall. ¡°Is this... the Judgment Hall of the Holy Light Church?¡± She realized she had transformed into a pillar in the hall, immobile and unable to speak. However, this perspective was excellent; she could clearly see Pixie below, letting her disciples open the door to welcome an envoy sent by Emperor Raedric. It was clear this was the night Pixie discovered the truth. She had been freed from her state of forgetfulness by the divine artifact, the Ocean Mirror, learned the truth of Eirik¡¯s death, and nearly perished at the hands of Raedric''s five elite assassins... Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. ¡°The truth is... like this?¡± The once lively world channel fell silent, an eerie stillness settling in. ¡°I knew it; my husband¡¯s character is beyond reproach!¡± Elvynna sighed, visibly relaxing. ¡°Waaah, I want to cry! How can there be such a good man in the world?¡± ¡°I feel awful; I called him a scumbag earlier...¡± Others snapped back to reality, guilt-ridden and wishing they could slap themselves. ¡°...Next time, I have to apologize to Eirik! Even if he doesn¡¯t know me, I¡¯ll still apologize!¡± Selene declared earnestly. ¡°Ha, are you really going to apologize?¡± Liora silently mocked. Seriously, mentor, you¡¯re a teacher at the Starlight Academy of Magic; can¡¯t you show a bit more restraint with such a public statement? I¡¯d be embarrassed to admit you¡¯re my master! Just as everyone was feeling guilty, suddenly a message floated through the chat. ¡°I¡¯ll accept your apologies on behalf of my husband; I¡¯ll reluctantly forgive you, ha ha!¡± Seeing Eirik¡¯s name being cleared, Pip couldn¡¯t help but gloat, wanting to flaunt her ¡°main wife¡± status to her rivals. The others, who were just apologizing to Eirik, felt as though they had been choked, disgust swirling within them. They could practically see the smug grin on Pixie¡¯s face behind the screen! What do you mean, ¡°I¡¯ll accept the apologies for Eirik¡±? We¡¯re the ones apologizing; what¡¯s it to you? ¡°Pixie!¡± Elvynna couldn¡¯t help but slam her hand on her staff, rage simmering in her eyes. Finally, she couldn¡¯t hold back, drawing her magic sword and hacking wildly at a nearby bush... The chat went quiet, but Pixie felt unsatisfied. ¡°Oh right, let me show you my new skin, ¡®Oath of Life and Death¡¯! It¡¯s a golden skin¡ªdo you know how rare it is? You must endure life and death, intertwined as a legendary couple, to have even the slightest chance of obtaining it!¡± Pixie shared an incredibly beautiful golden illustration. This was also a reward from the system after retrieving her memories. In the artwork, Eirik and Pixie stood back to back, one solid and the other ethereal, both with melancholy expressions, symbolizing the distance between life and death... *¡¾Effect: Oath of Life and Death (Golden): When fighting together, trigger a cooperative attack that increases magic power by thirty percent.¡¿* ¡°¡¡± Many felt a pang of jealousy. So many had played this game, and they hadn¡¯t even seen a golden skin, let alone the rare purple items. Pixie wasn¡¯t that much better than them; she just got lucky with a good husband and became a golden card with the ¡°Forgotten¡± trait¡ªshe even got a golden skin upon dying! How infuriating! ¡°Ha ha, don¡¯t envy me! It¡¯s just a mere golden skin; next time, I¡¯ll get an even prettier one!¡± Another message popped up. ??? Junior Sister is getting more and more arrogant! Elvynna gritted her teeth, hacking at small bushes was no longer enough¡ªshe started attacking trees... Even Violanda, the potion master who had been lurking, felt unable to tolerate it any longer. How could someone be this brazen?! What do you mean ¡°next time¡±? You think golden skins grow on trees? Even she, the potion master, only had one golden item! At that moment, Violanda couldn¡¯t hold back anymore and anonymously typed out her first-ever message. ¡°This was supposed to be a perfect save, full of everlasting love, but you¡¯ve turned it into a tragic ending, separated by life and death. What¡¯s there to be proud of?¡± True to her title, the potion master¡¯s words struck deep. This lifetime, she and Eirik¡¯s story, if not a comedy, at least had been inspiring, yet it had devolved into this. Pixie¡¯s regrets and remorse were nearly unbearable. But she stubbornly refused to concede. ¡°You... what do you know? It¡¯s precisely because it¡¯s so poignant that it¡¯s hard to forget! I like it, so what?!¡± Pixie huffed defiantly. ¡°Ha.¡± Violanda scoffed, no longer wanting to argue. It was pointless to waste breath. Next time, I¡¯ll snatch Eirik, the golden card himself, right from the start¡ªlet¡¯s see how smug you are then! Of course, Pixie knew many players were eyeing her husband hungrily, drooling over him. But she felt no panic. ¡°I¡¯m already a success; as long as I replicate this experience, they won¡¯t easily take him from me!¡± Pixie was mulling over how to play the new match tonight. First and foremost, she had to obtain Eirik again. In this lifetime, she was determined to make up for the regrets of her past! 44: A New Game Begins, Giants Approach! Deep inside, Pixie felt a flicker of gratitude towards Emperor Raedric. Without him, she would have never discovered the Ocean''s Mirror, this incredible artifact! After all, Raedric was the ruler of the Dawnstar Dynasty, with an endless royal library. Even such peculiar treasures could be found, capable of breaking the Tome of Forgetting! Pixie had a plan. Tonight, she would first erase her emotions and reshape her soul, starting anew to rid herself of her Heaven-Forsaken Body. Then, she would use the Ocean''s Mirror to revert, restoring her feelings. This way, she and Eirik could walk together forever! As the sun set, Eirik stretched and rose from his meditative state in the garden, returning to his room. Pixie and Elvynna had not shown up all day, leaving him to study magic in peace. His progress was astonishing¡ªhaving learned for just a few days, he had already reached Stalwart Lv7. Truly impressive! The Eye of Divine Insight proved to be a legendary talent! As for the Void Reaver he had obtained recently, he tried to refine it but couldn¡¯t grasp its secrets yet, due to his low power. After snacking on some treats the maid had brought, Eirik hesitantly opened the simulation panel. *¡¾A New Beginning¡¿* *¡¾Past Reflections¡¿* *¡¾Skin Collection¡¿* *¡¾Unknown Dungeon¡¿* The words stood out. Just like before, the ¡°Unknown Dungeon¡± option remained grayed out, inaccessible. The ¡°New Beginning¡± shimmered faintly, seemingly urging him to start. The thought of the lovely ladies within the simulator being real added a bit of pressure. ¡°This time, I can¡¯t mess it up. I must be cautious. I can''t be the bad guy¡¡± With a deep breath, Eirik finally started the game. *¡¾You are eighteen, yet still an insignificant citizen¡¡¿* The familiar opening line prompted him to step out of his meager home, heading towards Elvynna''s residence. This time, he had made up his mind¡ªhe would choose Elvynna. Pixie seemed too tangled in her feelings, so it was better to let her cool down first, to distinguish between reality and the game. The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. Truthfully, if given the choice, Eirik wouldn¡¯t want to choose anyone at all. But he had to. His ratings and rewards in the game depended on the prowess of his companions. It was like being a teacher¡ªhis success relied on the performance of his "students." But he had a plan. This time, he wouldn¡¯t pursue frivolous antics; he would focus on being a serious support. No queen-hunting or baby-making for him! He would be a diligent, idealistic, enlightened gentleman, wholly uninterested in women! All he wanted was to quietly study magic. Surely, that was acceptable, right? He had to clear this game, after all. Just an ultimate powerhouse in the universe? Elvynna, this time, let''s focus on magic; you just hold on tight while I lead you to victory! ¡°This time, I won¡¯t be foolish!¡± Meanwhile, Elvynna entered the game, not waiting at home as usual. Instead, she headed straight for Eirik¡¯s house. ¡°Junior Sister, this time you can''t act all high and mighty!¡± Because I won¡¯t give you that chance! Moreover, Elvynna was determined to have a loving relationship with Eirik, not just for a long time but to build a family together, raising their descendants to be the best of the best. She sought the perfect ending, so she could flaunt it and make Junior Sister furious, showing everyone she was the one who truly understood Eirik! And so, Eirik and Elvynna raced towards each other. Just minutes into the game, they ¡°coincidentally¡± met in the street! *¡¾Fortune: Destined Encounter¡¿* Seeing the system''s prompt, Elvynna felt tears well up¡ªthings were finally falling into place. She confidently approached Eirik, taking his hand, her eyes glistening. In the simulator, Elvynna felt bolder. Even if memories lingered, what she saw now was just text, making her feel braver, less shy. However, she was taken aback and amused when, facing her boldness, *¡¾Young Eirik pulled his hand away, declaring that he only agreed to be your retainer, not to offer any romantic favors. Please, behave yourself!¡¿* ¡°Ha! This jerk, taking advantage and then acting coy!¡± Elvynna huffed, feeling a bit flustered. She realized she had come on a bit too strong; after all, this was their first meeting in this life. Just then, as they chatted, a curvaceous, elegant woman approached, swaying her hips. ¡°Mentor Ravenscroft¡¡± Elvynna squinted, hostility brewing within her. ¡°Young man, think carefully¡ªbecoming a personal retainer often leads to a grim fate. Who knows what your employer is really like and what hidden quirks they may have?¡± Elvynna glared at her, suppressing the urge to curse. Ravenscroft, how could you, an elder, actually compete with your student for a man? Plus, I, Elvynna, have always been aboveboard; I have no hidden quirks! What was she implying? Was she suggesting I had shameful secrets? How dare she! Elvynna¡¯s cheeks flushed at the thought of inappropriate ideas. At that moment, she felt exhausted. How could these people be so shameless? What troubled her more was when Selene produced a jade token and handed it to Eirik. ¡°Here, this represents your enrollment in our magic academy. Come find me at the new student office!¡± Eirik was stunned. He vaguely remembered Selene from the illustrations, a woman of great allure, and a widow no less. The system certainly had everything covered¡ªafter all, some people do fancy their sister-in-laws and widows¡ ¡°Why do I feel like this system has ulterior motives, constantly leading this virtuous man down a dubious path? It¡¯s outrageous!¡± Clearing his throat, he considered Selene''s offer, which was quite tempting. Generally, only those in dire straits became retainers, while only noble families or renowned magical scholars would be exceptions. Joining the academy would elevate his status above that of a mere retainer. But Eirik wasn¡¯t here to be a scholar; he was meant to be a support. The identity of a student held no allure for him! Just as he feigned hesitation, a deafening roar suddenly echoed from the sky. A colossal figure, darkening the sun, appeared above Aelsryel, looming over Eirik! 45: Master Alchemists Extraordinary Offering! The colossal figure loomed like a mountain, standing just outside the city of Aelsryel, casting the people below into stark insignificance. "Is this... an Elemental Giant?" Elvynna furrowed her brow, feeling a strange sense of unease. In the land of the Dawnstar Dynasty, humanity was the dominant race, yet other beings existed as well. Most of these other races identified themselves as demonic or divine. They emerged from the dark realms of the Abyss, harboring disdain and even hostility towards humanity. The malevolent Demon Tree, responsible for the dark upheaval in the North, was one such race. Yet this Elemental Giant before them was among the rare groups that shared a friendly bond with humans. Their numbers were few, and they were renowned for their incredible speed, capable of traversing vast distances in a day, typically serving only the nobility. Occasionally, their figures could be seen outside Elaresar. Many skilled mages could conjure Elemental Giants, but those were mere mindless constructs; true Elemental Giants, like the one now appearing, were living entities, with the ability to be summoned only after careful study of their physical forms. But why was such an Elemental Giant appearing in the humble border town of Aelsryel? This had never occurred in previous simulations! Elvynna, Selene, and the others gazed up at the mountain-like giant, a nagging feeling of dread creeping into their minds. As expected, the giant''s gaze swept across the crowd and quickly zeroed in on Eirik. "Brother Eirik, I am the Giant General serving under the Master Alchemist. Today, I come bearing a small gift on behalf of the Master!" The giant''s voice boomed like thunder, resonating painfully in their ears. The Master Alchemist!? Was it the legendary Violanda, the Holy Light Monarch? She was here to give Eirik a gift?! Elvynna and Selene exchanged bewildered glances, a sinking feeling in their hearts. In this simulation, Eirik was just an obscure nobody; how could the Master Alchemist, far away, suddenly send her Giant General to deliver a gift? The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. This could only mean one thing: the Master Alchemist Violanda was also a player! "Oh no!" Pixie, who had been shopping for Eirik''s gift, turned pale, staring in shock at the sky. That woman was a player too? Her concealment was too deep! And wasn''t she the one whose awful idea had separated me and Eirik in our last life? "If Violanda is doing this deliberately, her cunning is terrifying," Elvynna thought, realizing the implication. A figure of such formidable power and renown, coming to claim Eirik for herself? The pressure was immense! Selene¡¯s face went pale, a bitter smile curling her lips. She had always known Eirik was sought after, but never expected him to be this coveted. Even the Master Alchemist from thousands of miles away was getting involved! While the nature of the Master Alchemist''s gift remained unknown, the spectacle certainly suggested it was something extraordinary. Compared to this grand display, the simple academy token she had planned to give felt utterly insignificant. At that moment, the Giant General''s appearance stunned everyone in Aelsryel; they all looked up in awe. Who was Eirik, really? Why had no one ever mentioned such a person in their town? Meanwhile, Eirik himself was equally astonished. All this fuss was merely to deliver a gift? What kind of present warranted such grandeur? "Brother, behold your first gift..." The thunderous voice echoed as the Giant General raised his hands, revealing a massive, azure heart that floated into view. It appeared to be made of crystal, pulsating like a living creature, with countless runes swirling inside, remarkably unique. "What is this?" Eirik felt an unexplainable intensity from just a glance. "Behold, young brother, this is the Heart of the Demon Tree, forged from the blood of countless Demon Trees. If you integrate it with your body, it possesses the miraculous ability to alter your fate and reshape your life!" "Forged from the blood of countless Demon Trees?" Eirik recalled the Demon Trees that had sparked chaos in the North. "Indeed, it is the Demon Trees. The Master Alchemist heard rumors of their presence in Aelsryel, intending to cause trouble, so she took swift action, entering their forbidden territory and exterminating their entire race on your behalf!" The Giant General¡¯s voice rumbled like thunder. Upon hearing this, the Crimson Frost Duke in Aelsryel froze, its face drained of color, fear evident in its eyes. Their plans had been exposed?! What ruthlessness! This was an incredible display of power! In past lives, Eirik had struggled endlessly to quell the chaos instigated by the Demon Trees. Now, thanks to the Master Alchemist Violanda, their entire clan had been wiped out in one fell swoop! Of course, it wasn''t entirely unwarranted; the Demon Trees had a vast network supporting their dark ambitions. Yet Violanda''s decisive action was impressive! Moreover, the Heart of the Demon Tree was of immense use to Eirik. Currently, he was a talentless commoner who could not learn magic without special tomes. With this gift, he could transform his fate! "Young friend, are you satisfied with this first small gift?" Could he not be satisfied? Eirik was at a loss for words. No wonder people loved surprises and ceremonies; he was finally experiencing the thrill of astonishment. This was it! The Master Alchemist Violanda¡¯s generosity was truly breathtaking! And it wasn''t over yet. The Giant General''s next words hinted at even more gifts on the way! "Please wait; the second and third gifts are on their way!" Eirik''s anticipation soared. The reason behind Violanda''s grand gesture was clear. Previously, Eirik had been mistakenly thought to be a scoundrel. Only Violanda knew the truth. Feeling confident, she hadn¡¯t intended to create such a spectacle. But the tides had changed. Faced with numerous competitors, even the Master Alchemist felt the need to demonstrate her superiority. Thus, this remarkable scene unfolded! 46: Shocked—Is This Kind of Gift Possible? "This is just a small gift. Is there more?" Damn it, if I were Eirik, how lucky would I be? "The entire Demon Tree Clan was wiped out just like that? They must never have imagined that the cause was merely Violanda wanting to recruit a guest..." What does a dimensional strike mean? This is it! At this moment, the world chat became lively. Everyone was stunned by Violanda¡¯s move. Many who had considered stepping in to take Eirik were left speechless. How can we even compete with this? How could a master alchemist appear out of nowhere like this? And so unreasonable! With this kind of play, how can the rest of us survive?! "Is this dog of a man really worth so much?" Some even remarked sourly. "To annihilate the Demon Tree Clan, it surely can''t be as simple as a single battle. This will definitely provoke other demon clans!" Though humanity now dominated the Dawnstar Dynasty, the demon races had never really gone away. They lurked in the dark forbidden zones, silently observing this world. Every emergence of a demon was a calamity for humanity. Now, with the master alchemist acting so ostentatiously, what if it incited a rebellion among the demons? Is it worth disturbing the balance of the continent for one man?! The master alchemist is definitely making a mountain out of a molehill! Someone couldn¡¯t help but critique sharply, as if Eirik were a disaster for the nation... If Eirik himself saw these words, he would surely be shocked. What¡¯s going on? I¡¯m just an exemplary citizen, why am I being described as a source of calamity? "Stop with your nonsense; you¡¯re just jealous!" Someone coldly exposed the truth of that person¡¯s envy. What¡¯s even more astonishing¡ "Master Alchemist, Master Alchemist, I know you¡¯re there! Why don¡¯t you look my way? Gender shouldn¡¯t be so rigid! What¡¯s so great about that stinky man Eirik? I¡¯m a sweet, lovely maiden!" Someone actually confessed their affection for the master alchemist in the world chat! If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. ¡°¡¡± Naturally, Violanda saw these comments but merely smiled faintly, ignoring them. "This chat group has certainly emboldened some people. Words they¡¯d never dare speak out loud now flow freely." After all, the customs of this magical world lean towards conservatism, far from modern society. In truth, the master alchemist had grown increasingly fond of eavesdropping lately, occasionally chiming in. Usually, when people saw her, the master alchemist, they acted like ostriches, afraid to breathe. Yet in this chat group, these people were audacious, spouting all sorts of rebellious and inappropriate remarks, and she often found it quite entertaining¡ Meanwhile¡ ¡¾Aelsryel was in chaos, with the Crimson Frost Duke carrying the seed of the Demon Tree, trying to escape amid the turmoil, but was caught by the Giant General who snatched him back! With a flick of his mountain-like hand, the Crimson Frost Duke was stuffed into a large sack.¡¿ ¡¾The Giant General secured the sack at his waist, stating he would deliver the possessed Crimson Frost Duke to Emperor Raedric for punishment...¡¿ Eirik read this string of messages, feeling a deep sense of nostalgia. Ah, what happened to the first major boss? This presence, which had given him so much trouble in simulation games, was resolved so easily; it felt unreal. So this is why those newbie players like to find high-level players for help. This feeling is a bit exhilarating, a little intoxicating! Hahaha! As long as I cling to the master alchemist''s long legs, what can¡¯t I achieve?! In that moment, Eirik couldn¡¯t help but glance at Elvynna standing beside him, feeling a bit of a headache. How should I play this game? In his heart, the designated heroine was Elvynna! But with the master alchemist giving gifts like this, it¡¯s hard to refuse¡ Just as Eirik was caught in indecision, the master alchemist Violanda¡¯s second gift arrived. Suddenly, a majestic convoy of cloud-chariots descended from the sky! These cloud-chariots were crafted by magic, transforming clouds into the shape of elegant carriages, looking magnificent and awe-inspiring¡ªfar more advanced than legendary crystal carriages or pumpkin carriages! Upon these cloud-chariots stood beautiful maids, each holding a small box. "The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a set of Celestial Plate Armor forged from the scales of ancient dragons!" "The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a pair of Ethereal Winged Boots, said to grant the wearer the speed of a shooting star!" "The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a Crown of the Phoenix, adorned with radiant gems that can summon the flames of rebirth!" "The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a Staff of the Arcane Seer, imbued with the wisdom of ages and the power to bend reality!" "The Grand Alchemist presents to Lord Eirik a Cloak of Shadows, woven from the fabric of night, granting invisibility and protection from dark forces!" The ten or so maids descended from the cloud-chariot in unison, each curtsying gracefully before Eirik, sweetly speaking up. Damn it, the master alchemist just gifted me several sets of armor and various legendary weapons! Each of these items is worth its weight in gold. Let alone in this small Aelsryel city, even in Elaresar, these would be treasures that noble lords would fight over. Even if I, Eirik, were an utter fool from humble beginnings, donning these clothes would instantly transform me into a noble gentleman, wealth beyond measure! In that moment, all of Aelsryel fell silent. Everyone stared at those exquisite garments and treasures, speechless, feeling as if they had encountered mountains of gold and silver. "Eir, are you satisfied with these gifts?" The Giant General asked with a laugh. "How could I possibly be dissatisfied?" Eirik shook his head, still lost in shock, unable to speak. "Haha, but Eir, don¡¯t rejoice too soon; this second gift is not just these garments and weapons." The Giant General chuckled and continued. "What else could there be?" Eirik wondered. "As you can see, these maids are also part of the gift." The Giant General didn¡¯t keep him in suspense. "Ah?" Eirik instinctively looked at the maids, noticing they were all strikingly beautiful, including a pair of twins standing side by side, as if they were mirror images of each other. When they caught sight of Eirik, they all smiled warmly, exuding a demeanor that suggested they would obey any command he gave! All these for me? Damn, are they treating me like a breeding pig!? "Are all these maids a gift for me? The master alchemist isn¡¯t testing me, right?" Eirik asked, feeling uneasy. "You¡¯re joking, Eir. The master alchemist said she only cares about your talent. As long as it doesn¡¯t interfere with your studies in magic and you¡¯re happy, she could gather all the beauties of the Dawnstar Dynasty to indulge you. What¡¯s wrong with that?" The Giant General said calmly. Eirik was left utterly bewildered. This master alchemist is trying to lead me down a dark path! What do you mean gather all the beauties of the Dawnstar Dynasty for my enjoyment? Am I that kind of person? It sounds like you¡¯re painting me as some kind of lecherous glutton! My moral standards are quite high, you know! I¡¯m not a scumbag, really not! 47: Strength, Riches, Women, And Power—All Yours! "This is just cheating!" "Violanda, the Master Alchemist, has gone too far!" At that moment, the world channel erupted in chaos. The alchemist was sending women to Eirik, and not just any women¡ªbeautiful ones, a whole crowd of them! What man could resist such temptation? And Eirik was just a boy! Was this really okay? Suddenly, many felt compelled to confront the alchemist and rescue Eirik. It wasn''t just her anymore; it was an army of stunning maidens. This was utterly unreasonable! "I''m so furious! Maybe we should just ban Eirik; he''s disrupting the game!" Some were consumed with jealousy¡ªif they couldn''t have him, why should anyone else? They wanted to ruin him! "Do you think that''s useful? Why don''t you go bite the Master Alchemist and tell her to stop sending Eirik women!" "Ah! Master Alchemist, if you''re sending beauties, pick me! I''m a beauty too!" Ridiculous comments flooded in. "Stop being irrational! I trust Eirik''s character; he would never indulge in such base pleasures!" "How can he resist? He''s a Gold Card ! He can handle it!" Some silently prayed, hoping Eirik would reject the Master Alchemist''s advances. *¡¾Please tell the Giant General to inform the Master Alchemist that I''m focused on studying magic and not interested in women.¡¿* Eirik coughed lightly, responding. Sure, he liked beautiful women, but these maidens? Just NPCs¡ªwhat was the point? They were purely a distraction from his magic studies. Besides, his wives Pixie and Elvynna were watching; indulging in a harem felt shameful. If only this were a single-player game! And now that he thought about it, was the Master Alchemist trying to treat him like a stud? After all, in his last simulation, his son was a master of all elements. Maybe she wanted him to create another super family... This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. "I can''t accept such insidious intentions!" Eirik thought, feeling emotionally overwhelmed. *¡¾Your integrity is commendable, young friend!¡¿* The Giant General looked at Eirik with newfound respect. They often say youth should guard against temptation, as many can''t resist it. Yet here was Eirik, effortlessly rejecting those stunning maidens. His resolve was extraordinary! "Rejected?!" "Eirik, you did great!" "Fantastic, fantastic!" As Eirik turned down the alchemist''s lavish gift, the world channel erupted in joy. Many sighed in relief. Yet, even with Eirik''s rejection, the pressure from the Master Alchemist''s gift hadn¡¯t diminished. Violanda¡¯s appearance was one thing, but her intentions were beyond anyone¡¯s imagination, leaving the maidens feeling utterly powerless and inferior. "Does Violanda really value this dog of a man so highly?" "Is this Gold Card really that impressive?" Many lamented. "Violanda!" Pixie was seething. She had suffered in her past life because of her and now, in this simulation, she was stealing him again¡ªtoo much! "Miss, are you alright?" One of her maids entered the room, alarmed by the noise. She found her mistress biting into a stuffed toy, gnashing her teeth as if it were a bitter enemy. "Don''t mind me! I''m just thinking of someone annoying!" The maid quickly left, not wanting to provoke her. Inside, she was puzzled by her mistress''s strange behavior¡ªwas she going mad from studying magic? "Eirik, will being with this alchemist really be better?" Elvynna sighed, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She had hoped to rekindle their bond, but now it seemed her husband had found a better option. "Maybe I should be the one to step aside." Elvynna felt despondent. If Pixie were her rival, she could still compete, but against Violanda... In terms of beauty, strength, and status, she was outmatched. The scale of the alchemist''s offers made her feel utterly insignificant. "If only my Regal Bone of the Ancients were still around, maybe I could hold my own against her. But now..." Elvynna forced a bittersweet smile, feeling out of place in the crowd. Meanwhile, Eirik was focused on discovering the Master Alchemist''s third gift. Just then, he heard a commotion in the sky! A magnificent winged steed, crackling with lightning, descended from above! Behind it was a stunning chariot, hovering in midair, as a delicate arm lifted the curtain. Out stepped a breathtaking woman, exuding both chill and allure¡ªshe seemed less like a mere mortal and more like a celestial queen gracing the earth. As Violanda appeared, the previously dazzling maidens instantly paled in comparison, like wildflowers overshadowed by the moon. Could this third gift be the alchemist herself? That would be a true showstopper. Eirik mused. Players in the world channel were buzzing with speculation. "Seriously? The Master Alchemist wouldn¡¯t be so shameless as to offer herself as a gift to a commoner!" "She¡¯s second only to the gods! Surely she wouldn¡¯t stoop that low!" "If she does, I¡¯ll be utterly impressed!" Coughing, the truth was everyone was overthinking it. Violanda had stated she wasn''t interested in Eirik for anything but his potential. *¡¾Eirik, my dear friend, my third gift to you is the title of Grand Guardian of the Holy Light!¡¿* *"Grand Guardian of the Holy Light?"* Eirik fell silent, realizing the significance of this title. He knew it well; he had once mingled in the Holy Light sect in his past life. The Holy Light sect was the state religion of the Dawnstar Dynasty, wielding power beyond common understanding. The empire was half a theocracy, with divine and royal power nearly evenly split. The Grand Guardian''s authority was just a hair short of the ruling ministers! Now, the three gifts from Violanda were clear: 1. Exceptional talent to shape his future. 2. Endless wealth and beauties for his enjoyment. 3. Immense earthly power to control life and death! In this world of magic scholars, what more could one desire than strength, riches, women, and power? Now, Violanda offered him everything! Could he refuse?! 48: Sorry, Master Alchemist, I Choose Elvynna! "Just a nod, and it''s all yours!" Violanda smiled at Eirik. In that moment, Aelsryel fell silent, every gaze fixed on the tall youth. The world channel buzzed with excitement. "Why even hesitate? Nod! If it were me, my head would be nodding off!" "Master Alchemist, look at me! I''d do anything to be by your side!" "Why am I not a gold card? I wish I had Eirik''s talent!" Instead of envying Violanda''s cunning, many now envied Eirik. What a stroke of luck! "How can I refuse? Master Alchemist, you must be my soulmate!" Eirik was dazed, eager to choose the alchemist. Aligning with her felt like unlocking a cheat code; clearing this game would be a breeze! Yet, just as he was about to act, Eirik noticed a shadow in an inconspicuous corner of the illustration. Amidst the bustling crowd, all eyes on him and Violanda, one person turned silently away¡ªElvynna. Her departure was a quiet sorrow, her back radiating an unmistakable sense of loss. As she walked, she wiped her eyes with her hand, tears flowing like a spring she could no longer hold back. In this game, Eirik and Elvynna had only just met. There was no reason for her to feel such heartache. The true pain lay in the real world. "Is she crying?" Eirik was stunned. He had always viewed Elvynna as strong¡ªshe rarely shed tears. Even when her Regal Bone of the Ancients was deceitfully taken by her grandmother and given to the royal family, she had remained stoic. Even in fierce battles, she never cried out. Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. But now, for him, she wept. "This is just a simulation!" he thought, but a realization struck him. "For me, it''s a game, but for them... it seems different. Pixie''s reaction yesterday showed she was influenced by memories, so Elvynna might be too..." Eirik sighed, recalling how, in their first life, Elvynna seemed to mourn him for thousands of years, a system note stating, "Not for glory, but to await your return in the cycle." What loneliness must that have brought her? Now, with a chance for renewal, Eirik''s interest in her rekindled, yet Violanda''s sudden appearance disrupted everything, leaving Elvynna feeling inadequate. "Wow, I''m really going to be the bad guy here!" Eirik felt lost. Did he have to refuse the alchemist? But Violanda had offered so much, and it was enticing! After a moment''s hesitation, he looked at her with a frown. "Master Alchemist, you mentioned valuing my talent, not my personal life, correct?" "Of course! Do you still want to keep those maidens?" With a charming smile, Violanda thought, Men! They say no, yet can''t part with such beauties. "No, no! You misunderstood! It''s not about them. I''ve held feelings for one woman in Aelsryel for years. If you permit, I''d like to take her to Elaresar!" "Who is she?" Violanda frowned. "It''s her¡ªElvynna!" Eirik declared. Elvynna, who had been quietly slipping away, froze. She turned, her eyes wide with disbelief. "What did he just say... he''s had feelings for me all these years?!" In reality, Elvynna hugged her tear-stained blanket, her misty eyes suddenly sparkling. No wonder this ordinary guy dared to become my retainer¡ªhe''s liked me all along! But how could I not remember? Because he was just an ordinary person, I probably never noticed. A wave of guilt washed over her. Meanwhile, the game continued. "That woman you speak of, is it her?" Violanda''s expression shifted slightly. Wait, isn''t that the woman Eirik aided in the first life? Elvynna had once held the Regal Bone of the Ancients. Back then, she was quite notable, but now her bone had been taken and given to a royal princess. Violanda had initially dismissed her. But Eirik''s words made her reconsider. "I suspect your talent can assist only one person at a time. Are you sure bringing her along won¡¯t hinder us?" Violanda''s tone turned serious. If Eirik''s ability could support many, why not share the wealth and build a magical army? "I''m... not certain." Eirik hesitated, choosing honesty. "Then let¡¯s not discuss it further," Violanda replied, her voice icy. What does this mean? I want you to assist me, and you want to bring someone else? If you give her a chance to become the strongest, I¡¯d be left as a mere afterthought! Realization dawned on Eirik. There are no win-win scenarios; he couldn¡¯t betray Violanda. To choose either Elvynna or Violanda felt like an impossible dilemma. Violanda''s slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the cart''s railing, her gaze piercing. "So, have you made your decision?" "¡I¡¯m sorry, Master Alchemist. I choose¡ Elvynna!" Eirik spoke softly. Violanda, you¡¯re amazing, but I can¡¯t keep disappointing Elvynna. Sure, following you might grant me an advantage, but I can carve my path, with talent and determination. "Eirik... rejected the Master Alchemist for me?!" Elvynna''s heart raced. She could hardly believe her eyes. Tears she thought had dried began to flow again. And in the world chat, chaos erupted! 49: Elvynnas Victoryï¼� "What did you just say? Did I hear that wrong?" Violanda gasped, her beautiful eyes wide in disbelief, as if she were dreaming. "Choose me, and I¡¯ll give you power, wealth, beauties, and influence! Isn''t that what life is all about?" The allure of those gifts was undeniable; any one of them could drive men mad with desire. Yet now, he stood before her, choosing Elvynna over everything she offered. "The Master Alchemist, you didn¡¯t mishear me. My choice is Elvynna." Eirik¡¯s voice was soft yet resolute. "Why?" Violanda asked, confusion clouding her expression as her delicate hands tapped nervously on the crystal rail of the carriage, producing a sharp, rhythmic sound. Why indeed? She couldn¡¯t comprehend. "The treasures you offer are indeed rare and sought after, cherished by many. I truly admire them," Eirik admitted, a hint of regret in his eyes. Who wouldn¡¯t love such things? To reject the Master Alchemist was to forsake an opportunity for greatness. Yet, it was just a game. Even without the shortcuts, Eirik was confident he could still obtain those rewards through his own efforts! "But compared to that, I prefer her. In her presence, worldly treasures mean nothing!" "You... prefer her?" Violanda¡¯s disappointment was palpable; her face drained of color. "I''ll ask you one more time. Are you certain? You''re young and may not fully grasp what you¡¯re rejecting for the sake of a fleeting feeling. Is it worth it?" Violanda questioned, her tone serious. Fleeting? Elvynna¡¯s feelings for him were anything but. Eirik sighed inwardly, remembering how she had waited for him through countless lifetimes, clinging to the hope of a tale woven through time. In the Dawnstar Dynasty, it was said that souls would reunite, like two flowers blooming together in the vastness of life... Now, that was truly ephemeral! Yet she had waited¡ªwaiting until her life force faded away. This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. That was why Eirik had resolved to choose Elvynna in this lifetime. "The Master Alchemist needs not say more; my mind is made up." Eirik spoke calmly. Violanda opened her mouth, but ultimately sighed instead. A token floated down from her outstretched hand. "If you ever regret this, find me in Elaresar." With that, she took to the skies in her cloud carriage, leaving behind a sense of loss. She realized she had truly lost this time. Who could have imagined that the young Eirik would possess such resolve, turning down an extraordinary opportunity for an elusive feeling? In that moment, Violanda felt a surge of anger, a fleeting thought to snatch Eirik away. But she restrained herself. Eirik''s Elemental Absorption talent only worked well with those he cared for deeply. If she were to forcefully take him, or even harm Elvynna, his hatred would only grow. What good would it do? Moreover, Violanda was proud; she would never stoop to such underhanded tactics. "The Master Alchemist need not worry. Love is the most fragile thing in the world. That boy will soon realize just how ridiculous his decision is!" The giant general beside her offered his consolation. "Is that so..." Violanda replied with a bittersweet smile, but doubt lingered in her heart. For other men, perhaps this was true. But Eirik was different! She knew how much he had sacrificed for Pixie; a bond of thousands of years didn¡¯t fade easily. Would he truly change his heart for Elvynna? This golden opportunity was harder to attain than it seemed! Meanwhile, the world channel erupted into heated discussions after a brief silence. "Wow, I almost thought I misheard! Eirik... he really turned down the Master Alchemist!" "Don¡¯t give me that! If I had such a chance, I¡¯d never let it go!" "Seriously, I¡¯m impressed. To reject such temptation? No wonder he¡¯s called the legendary Golden Card!" "A true gentleman! If I were Elvynna, I¡¯d be in tears right now!" "For Elvynna-senpai, he turned down power, wealth, and beauties! What kind of divine love is this?!" At that moment, envy filled the air as everyone gazed in awe. "Turns out Eirik liked senpai all along! No wonder..." Pixie was green with envy, itching to confront Elvynna directly. Meanwhile, other female players eyeing Eirik felt a heavy weight in their hearts. If even the Master Alchemist couldn¡¯t sway him, what chance did they have? Did it really take Elvynna rejecting him for them to have a shot? On the other side, Elvynna was at a loss for words, overwhelmed by the revelation of her importance to Eirik. He had sacrificed so much for her! "Eirik''s words in the simulation reflected his true feelings. In reality, he must feel the same; he just hasn¡¯t had the chance to express it..." Elvynna mused, her lips curving into a smile despite herself. She found herself smiling foolishly, blushing several times. Pixie, noticing Elvynna¡¯s silence, wondered if she had fainted from emotion. Using her magic to probe, she found Elvynna grinning like a fool, which only fueled Pixie''s irritation and jealousy! "I¡¯ve never seen someone smile so irritatingly!" Pixie scoffed. "Is that so? You might see it more often. Didn¡¯t Eirik say he has always liked me? You¡¯re just a third wheel!" Elvynna shot back coldly. Just days ago, Pixie had been flaunting her bravado, nearly inciting Elvynna''s wrath. Now, the tables had turned, and it felt delightful! "What are you so smug about? Just because he likes you? We have thousands of years of shared history as husband and wife!" Pixie fumed, covering her ears and running away. "Junior Sister !" Elvynna seethed, her chest heaving in frustration. For now, she pushed aside thoughts of Pixie and focused on her future. Eirik had chosen her over so many opportunities, and she vowed to master magic and create a legendary love story together with him! "My love, Elvynna will not disappoint you. You¡¯ll see, your choice was the right one!" 50: Master Alchemist? A Rejection Hound. ¡°Ah, who would have thought the Master Alchemist would create such a stir, only to leave in disgrace as a Rejection Hound? It¡¯s truly lamentable!¡± In the World Channel, people were expressing their disbelief. Especially Violanda; no one called her the Master Alchemist anymore¡ªnow she was just the Rejection Hound. The uproar this incident sparked was unlikely to die down in three to five days, or even longer. Meanwhile, within the Holy Light Cathedral in Elaresar, Violanda, fresh from her bath and draped in light silk, sat on her throne. She had intended to focus on her magic studies, but the scenes of being rejected by Eirik kept replaying in her mind, refusing to fade. It was infuriating! After all the preparations she had made and the considerable resources she had expended, to lose so effortlessly to that woman who did nothing?! Her left hand clenched her scepter in frustration, and she instinctively opened the simulation panel. What she saw made her blood boil: countless remarks in the World Channel referring to her as ¡°the Rejection Hound.¡± This sight sent a chill across her face, and her temples throbbed with fury. Rejection Hound?! What an awful title! She hadn¡¯t lost completely yet! You shortsighted fools! Though she despised the idea of attacking Elvynna, the Master Alchemist began brainstorming other competitive strategies. Yesterday, in her shock and disappointment, she casually mentioned that if Eirik changed his mind, he should come to Elaresar to find her. However, after thinking it through, Violanda realized that waiting for Eirik to seek her out was far too passive. Given her current disadvantage, she couldn¡¯t just sit and hope for his feelings to falter. What were her chances of success? Such a foolish approach was not her style. She preferred to take the initiative! ¡°As far as I know, Elvynna is studying at a small magic academy, and Eirik should likely join her there¡¡± With narrowed eyes, Violanda formed a plan. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. ... After Violanda''s departure, Eirik''s life returned to a semblance of normalcy. Of course, he still reaped some benefits from the Master Alchemist''s notoriety. ¡¾Your reputation has greatly increased due to the rejection of the Master Alchemist¡¡¿ ¡¾The Vice Dean of the Starlight Academy of Magic seeks you out to invite you to study there¡¡¿ ¡¾A group of wealthy merchants wishes to meet you, claiming they have urgent matters to discuss¡¡¿ Eirik opened his panel to find a series of new events triggered by his rising reputation. Among these notifications, a particularly striking golden icon caught his eye! ¡¾Congratulations! Your outstanding performance in the Master Alchemist incident has significantly strengthened your bond with Elvynna.¡¿ ¡¾She wishes to marry you. Do you agree?¡¿ Married already? This had only just begun! Eirik clicked "agree," feeling a mix of astonishment and nostalgia. He remembered how hard he had tried to build a relationship with Elvynna, only to face slow progress. And now, it was Elvynna who sought him out for marriage. ¡¾Congratulations, you are now married! Due to your high initial affection, a special skin reward has been triggered!¡¿ ¡¾Eirik¡¤Elvynna, Absolute Trust (Gold)¡¿ ¡¾Effect 1: Heartfelt Connection: As a married couple, with no suspicion between you, your magic recovery speed increases by 30% during battles, and magic power increases by 20%.¡¿ ¡¾Effect 2: Sweet Love: When together, you will be impervious to outside temptations; the effectiveness of soul attacks against you is reduced by 30%.¡¿ Accompanying this stream of text was a stunning gold-trimmed illustration. Eirik and Elvynna sat hand in hand atop the city wall, nestled against each other, with a bustling night market glowing behind them. The scene was breathtakingly beautiful. Eirik himself looked so handsome that he couldn¡¯t bear to look too long¡ ¡°I¡¯ve got golden skin now¡¡± Elvynna sighed. In previous lives, she and Eirik had unlocked skins before, but they were always purple. This time, it was gold! Junior Sister, let¡¯s see you act so proud now! Without a word, Elvynna shared the illustration in the World Channel. Unsurprisingly, the stunning golden image created quite a stir upon its appearance, like a stone dropping into water, sending ripples through the crowd. ¡°Wow, so handsome!¡± ¡°Eirik has a new skin! Why is he so handsome in every one? Agh¡¡± Many female players swooned. Though some tried to be sarcastic, they were soon interrupted by an astonishing discovery! ¡°Hey! Did you notice that in the upper left corner of this image, there¡¯s something mysterious? It¡¯s the Master Alchemist Violanda¡ªdefinitely not something she should see!¡± Someone said cryptically. ¡°The Rejection Hound Vio shouldn¡¯t see this? What does this image have to do with her?!¡± Many were perplexed. ¡°What do you mean I shouldn¡¯t see it?¡± Violanda, lurking in the background, scoffed at the anonymous woman trying to draw her attention. As a master alchemist, she had encountered such petty schemes many times! Despite her disdain, Violanda hesitated, unable to resist peeking at the image, her gaze drawn to the upper left corner. What she saw made her freeze. In that corner of the illustration was a cloud, and above it was a blurred silhouette. That figure was small and easy to miss if one wasn¡¯t paying close attention, yet it unmistakably depicted her sorrowful departure after being rejected! That silhouette exuded an indescribable sense of desolation. ??? What does this mean? Is this drawing mocking me? They include my image as a Rejection Hound in their display of affection¡ªwhat is that about?! No way, I¡¯m not a Rejection Hound! Violanda felt herself being dragged into their mockery. She was furious! Truly furious! Meanwhile, the World Channel erupted in laughter. This moment was simply too dramatic! ¡°Haha, this is hilarious! Too bad I can¡¯t see the Master Alchemist¡¯s expression right now¡ what a shame!¡± In a dark corner, the disheveled beauty Liora watched the simulation panel with great interest. There was no doubt that she was the one behind the previous anonymous comment about Violanda. She thrived on such entertaining moments. ¡°A bunch of uncouth idiots¡ªlaugh as much as you want. When I reclaim Eirik, let¡¯s see if you¡¯re still laughing!¡± Violanda thought to herself, shutting off the World Channel. No more of this! She needed to concentrate fully on executing her new plan, without distractions from these onlookers. 51: The Master Alchemist Raises the Stakes Again! "Finally, in this simulated life, I can focus on studying magic peacefully!" The big boss, the demonic tree in Aelsryel, was defeated. Nothing could stand in the way of Eirik and Elvynna as they dove into their training! Cough, cough¡ªof course, in addition to studying magic, they could also indulge in some intimate couple time. Thus, they began a blissful life of learning magic, exploring beautiful landscapes, and relishing each day as if on a honeymoon. "This easygoing life is quite nice," Eirik mused, feeling his and Elvynna¡¯s power rise steadily. Before long, both reached Practitioner level 5. At this rate, they¡¯d ascend to Savant level in no time¡ But alas, this peaceful time didn¡¯t last long. Eirik soon discovered a new teacher had arrived at the academy. "From today onwards, I am your mentor, Violanda!" Eirik was left speechless as he saw the alchemist master, Violanda, appear in a new outfit. "Why are you at the academy?" "I enjoy teaching, is that a problem? Oh, and by the way, I¡¯ve bought the entire Starlight Academy of Magic!" Eirik was stunned. "Seriously?! You bought the whole academy? You really are something else!" "Violanda!" Elvynna clenched her teeth in frustration. "Now that Eirik and I are married, you¡¯re still trying to intrude? What a shameless move! I see right through your intentions!" "She just doesn''t know when to stop, does she? It¡¯s outrageous!" "Buying a magic academy? Ugh, I¡¯m going to drop out!" In reality, Pixie couldn¡¯t take it anymore. She buried her head under the blanket, muffling her pained cries. If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "Miss wants to drop out?!" The little maid beside her changed her expression, frowning in concern. What was going on? In recent nights, Pixie had been alternating between tears and laughter, spouting nonsensical remarks¡ "Damn that alchemist master! What¡¯s so great about her? Just a few worthless Elemental Stones!" Pixie felt like crying. Compared to Elvynna, she hated Violanda even more. In her previous life, she had pursued Eirik through sheer persistence and her Elemental Stone tactics. That was Pixie¡¯s advantage. But with Violanda''s arrival, her once-proud edge crumbled to dust! What could she do? The alchemist master was incredibly wealthy. The Ravenshadow family was merely a faded Savant clan in a backwater town. And Violanda? She was a Savant-level powerhouse and a high-ranking member of the Holy Light Church. "Pitiful Vio, still struggling?" "Is this her next move? Trying to be the third wheel? But their bond is unbreakable!" "Just a pathetic failure, Vio." The world channel buzzed with gossip. In fact, many continued to express interest in Eirik these past few days. Teachers like Selene and the usually silent Liora were among them. But alas, Eirik easily dodged their advances by pretending not to notice. Now with Violanda¡¯s arrival, would things change? "Eirik, your earlier rejection truly disappointed me. However, after careful consideration, I realized my offer may not have been sufficient!" Violanda slowly approached Eirik. "Not sufficient?" Sister, it''s not about the offer. Please stop, I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t handle more! Eirik grumbled internally, yet heard her continue, "If you choose me now, not only will your previous promises be fulfilled, but you''ll also gain¡ me!" Gain you? "You heard right¡ªAlchemist Master Violanda can also become your wife!" Violanda smiled softly, her voice calm and magnetic, offering an inexplicable sense of reassurance. Yet inside, she wasn¡¯t as calm as she appeared. From the start, she hadn¡¯t intended to develop a romantic relationship with Eirik. Thus, as a form of compensation, she suggested she could gather the world¡¯s most beautiful women for his pleasure. Lose me, and you gain an entire forest! In her mind, how could a man not choose such an offer? But the outcome far exceeded her expectations. A young man had actually rejected her enticing conditions! Though she hesitated to admit it, Eirik left an indelible impression on her. The more unattainable, the more she wanted to pursue him. That was Violanda, with her unyielding spirit. What could move him, beyond power, money, and beauties? After much thought, she decided that only offering herself would truly express her sincerity. "Wait, the alchemist master wants to offer herself?! Is this for real?" "I thought Violanda had learned the Forgotten Grimoire; turns out she can have a husband too?However, it is said that the chief bishop of the Holy Light Church is not allowed to marry." Everyone on the world channel was astonished, buzzing with excitement! "Sorry, Alchemist Master, but your new offer still doesn¡¯t attract me¡" Eirik quickly rejected her. But he couldn¡¯t help staring at the image of Violanda for a while. The master alchemist was indeed renowned for her beauty. Her looks surpassed even that of Venus, her form graceful, and her aura ethereal, carrying an alluring mystery. In terms of appearance, she was no less than Elvynna! If this were a single-player game, Eirik might have considered starting a harem. But since these women were real, he needed to tread carefully. Let¡¯s hold off on simulating this life. Maybe in the next life, I¡¯ll seek you out. The sincerity of the alchemist master truly moved him! Choosing her meant a life of privilege, far more exhilarating than any fictional protagonist¡¯s! Many novels wouldn¡¯t dare to write this, because once everything is obtained from the start, the story simply can''t go on. But here he was, living it firsthand¡ªwho wouldn¡¯t be intrigued? "Don¡¯t rush to reject me. Take your time to consider. I will always be here waiting for you." After another rejection, Violanda remained unfazed, responding calmly. Her voice held an air of aloofness, yet carried a mysterious allure that was hard to resist¡ In truth, she had anticipated Eirik¡¯s possible rejection. She didn¡¯t expect to succeed on her first try. She merely wanted to make her intentions clear¡ªshe would be waiting at the academy. Even ordinary relationships have their seven-year itch! Once the opportunity arose, she would strike with the best approach. Opportunities always favor the prepared! And Violanda waited, and hundreds of years passed. 52: A New Enemy, and a Rival! With Eirik by her side and the experience from previous simulations, Elvynna advanced at an astonishing rate. In just a few years, she faced her first significant breakthrough in her life: the hurdle to Savant level! Once she crossed this threshold, she would gain long life and the freedom to explore the vast world, unbound and carefree. She and Eirik could leave the academy and embark on adventures together, wielding enough power to protect themselves in a realm teeming with demons and monsters. This was the life Elvynna had always dreamed of. Moreover, it would help her escape the predatory gazes of those women in the academy, their eyes gleaming with envy for her husband. For someone with multiple simulation experiences, breaking through to Savant level should have been a mere formality. Yet, unexpectedly, disaster struck! On a tranquil summer night, the moon shone brightly, and a gentle breeze stirred. Eirik stood protectively beside her as she consumed a potion to amplify her magical strength, attempting her breakthrough. Elemental forces surged within her, coalescing powerfully. In an instant, she felt an inexplicable chill. It seemed to emanate from the distant horizon, rushing toward her like a tidal wave of magic! ¡°Elvynna, focus! Break through quickly; I¡¯ll hold him off for now!¡±Eirik''s voice was steady, but he felt a wave of concern. Someone had chosen this critical moment to strike at Elvynna? The power of the assailant was terrifying! The magic surged like roaring waves, relentless and overwhelming. Eirik strained with all his might, barely managing to deflect the blow. Crack! The sound of shattering echoed as cracks spiderwebbed across his wand. Blood trickled from his mouth, and a bitter taste filled his throat; one strike had left him severely wounded. The attacker seemed to possess Savant level 2 or even 3 power. Gritting his teeth, Eirik looked up to see a woman clad in black armor, her cold eyes gleaming like frost as she approached. ¡°Silent Reapers, assassin number thirty-six, Raven, here to take your lives.¡± Her voice was emotionless, raspy and devoid of warmth. Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon. In that moment, those observing Elvynna in the world chat erupted in chatter. ¡°Is this triggering a new plotline?¡± ¡°No way! Did some shameless female player hire an assassin?¡± ¡°Wait, she said ''you two''¡ªshe''s targeting both of them!¡± It''s clear that the female players won''t try to kill Eirik. ¡°Silent Reapers? That assassin organization is notorious in the Dawnstar Dynasty. Hiring them isn¡¯t cheap.¡± Concern rippled through the crowd for Elvynna. Yet some felt a flicker of excitement; after all, if she fell, it might offer them an opportunity! But ,If a female player hired an assassinthis,it set a dangerous precedent¡ªif someone got their hands on Eirik, known as the golden card, , it would invite chaos and betrayal. Today it was Elvynna; who would it be tomorrow? Yet, Elvynna sensed that this assassination attempt had nothing to do with other female players. This assassin was specifically targeting her¡ªan inevitable trial she must face. ¡°I¡¯m heading to the scene to help!¡± Violanda declared, her brows furrowed. She realized that she might become the primary suspect; could someone be trying to frame her? She couldn''t allow Eirik to think she was behind an attempt on his wife''s life. That would ruin her chances with him! But as fate would have it, she was not in the city but in a nearby forbidden area of the demon realm, needing time to arrive¡ Meanwhile, the battle raged on. Eirik, only a Practitioner level 9, stood no chance against Raven. He barely lasted a few minutes before being flung back, bloodied and on the verge of unconsciousness. ¡°Time should be enough¡¡± Eirik¡¯s gaze remained fierce as he focused on the room. Just then, a brilliant light erupted. Elvynna emerged, radiating golden energy like a celestial being. She had successfully broken through! ¡°Eirik!¡± Elvynna called, relieved to see he was merely injured. But Raven was closing in, short sword drawn. Raven was a Savant level 3; Elvynna, having just reached level 1, was no match and faced instant death. Level 3 Savants wielded domains that could alter the very laws of the world around them. What could anyone do against that? But Elvynna was no ordinary individual. With memories from her past lives, her combat skills exceeded her level. To her surprise, she held her ground against the powerful woman in a fierce clash. Yet, she was merely hanging on. Level 2 Savants could regenerate even with a sliver of health; against a level 3, Elvynna''s chances of defeating her were slim. As the battle continued, a thunderous light flashed across the horizon. With a crackle of wind and thunder, Violanda¡¯s graceful form appeared, descending with massive hands that blotted out the sky, reaching for the assassin! Boom! Raven stood no chance against Violanda¡¯s might. With a single gesture, the black-armored killer was reduced to a puddle of gore. Violanda glanced at the wounded Elvynna and Eirik with a hint of regret. ¡°Oh, Violanda, how foolish of you. In moments like this, you should have found an excuse to delay, letting Elvynna meet her end¡ªafter all, it¡¯s just a simulation. No guilt required¡¡± But proving herself to Eirik was also rewarding. ¡°The Silent Reapers'' assassin, Raven¡¡± Elvynna''s eyes fell on a remnant of Raven''s clothing, deep in thought. ¡°I remember now¡ªthe one who tried to kill me was Princess Scarlett of Crimson Hollow from the Dawnstar Dynasty.¡± Princess Scarlett?! ¡°If I recall correctly, she¡¯s the one who stole your Regal Bone of the Ancients, right?¡± Pixie inquired, her curiosity piqued. Scarlett, the most favored princess of the Dawnstar Dynasty, was renowned for her beauty and talent, drawing suitors from far and wide. 53: Elvynnas Choice ¡°Scarlett wants to kill my wife? She has to be dealt with...¡± Eirik seethed, feeling the weight of indignation in his heart. Yet, deep down, he had anticipated this day would come. From the very beginning, he had known that Elvynna¡¯s Regal Bone of the Ancients had been taken, and he always expected that a revenge tale like this would unfold eventually. He just hadn¡¯t thought it would happen so soon. ¡°Scarlett is your arch-nemesis. In past lives, you must have eliminated her several times, right?¡± Pixie asked, her curiosity piqued. ¡°Eliminate her...?¡± Elvynna paused, reflecting. In truth, she hadn¡¯t. It wasn¡¯t that she was particularly magnanimous; she had simply forgotten. In previous lives, she had been engrossed in mastering magic, advancing at an incredible pace. She had already broken through to the Grandmaster level, becoming a legend on the continent, while Scarlett was still struggling at Savant levels 1 and 2. When Elvynna looked back, any desire for revenge vanished; she had merely reclaimed her Regal Bone of the Ancients. Without the Regal Bone, Scarlett was nothing more than a forgotten princess, once a celebrated beauty but now a worthless figure. Ultimately, she had been married off to a lesser goblin from the north as part of a political alliance by the new emperor of the Dawnstar Dynasty. It was said her fate was to die alone, consumed by despair¡ªa fate more tragic than death for a woman who craved the spotlight. Moreover, Scarlett''s fate in previous lives had shown little variation, confirming to Eirik that she was not a player. But that was all in the past. This time, while Elvynna was still growing, Scarlett had already taken notice of her. At this moment, Elvynna was merely a Savant Level 1! Scarlett had the Regal Bone of the Ancients, but she lacked the intellect and dedication to magic. Her strength was still below Elvynna¡¯s, yet she was a princess. As the most favored daughter of Emperor Raedric, even her personal maid was of Savant caliber! A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. This time, an assassination attempt had failed. It was clear that Scarlett would not back down easily. Next time, a more formidable foe would likely come. ¡°Elvynna is being targeted by Princess Scarlett of Crimson Hollow. This is a serious problem!¡± ¡°Even with Eirik around, being targeted by the royal family is still very dangerous!¡± In the world channel, people began to murmur their concerns. Would Elvynna really face death this time? While they were worried for her, they couldn¡¯t help but feel a sense of opportunity. Though Elvynna had been the first to acquire Eirik, it wasn¡¯t a guarantee he couldn¡¯t have a second partner if she were gone. The thought of Eirik belonging to someone else infuriated her. ¡°Scarlett!¡± Elvynna clenched her teeth. ¡°This time, I¡¯ll destroy you completely¡ªsoul and all!¡± *¡¾That night, to prepare for the impending crisis, you and your husband retreated to a hidden chamber to discuss strategies.¡¿* *¡¾You explained your predicament in detail. Eirik listened intently, and after a moment of deep thought, he proposed a plan.¡¿* *¡¾He suggested you both hide in the academy for decades, even a century, focusing solely on studying magic.¡¿* Hiding in the academy seemed safe enough, Elvynna thought, though she frowned. Even there, Scarlett could send assassins¡ But then, she suddenly grasped Eirik''s intention, recalling the concern on Violanda¡¯s face when she had tended to the injured Eirik not long ago. If they stayed in the academy, Scarlett could still send people, but who would dare strike under the watchful eyes of Master Alchemist Violanda? ¡°Your plan is sound, but¡¡± Elvynna felt a wave of discomfort wash over her. How had she fallen to relying on a rival for protection? Violanda had ulterior motives. The way she looked at Eirik was as if she were ready to pounce. Accepting her protection would be unbearable! *¡¾You hesitated, mulling over your husband¡¯s suggestion.¡¿* *¡¾Option 1: This crisis is my personal burden; I cannot drag Eirik into it. I¡¯ll leave a letter and disappear quietly.¡¿* *¡¾Option 2: Hiding in the academy until time runs out, with Master Alchemist Violanda¡¯s protection, should keep us safe!¡¿* *¡¾Option 3: Violanda is not to be trusted; she has ill intentions. It¡¯s better to retreat to the mountains and learn magic in seclusion.¡¿* The first option seemed most in line with Elvynna''s style. This was her battle, and she would rather shoulder the burden alone. But leaving Eirik behind would expose him to those predatory women who would surely flock to him. She couldn¡¯t shake her unease! The second option felt even more uncomfortable, while the third seemed the most fitting. Wasn¡¯t it true that Junior Sister had once fled to the mountains with Eirik and his family? If not for Junior Sister¡¯s shortcomings, they might have found happiness together. This time, it would be just the two of them¡ªmuch simpler than dragging along a whole family. *¡¾Entrusting their lives to Violanda felt unsafe. Instead, it was better to retreat into the wilderness together, free from worldly troubles, hand in hand until old age.¡¿* This had always been Elvynna¡¯s desire. She wanted to create a small world for just the two of them, dreaming of a future filled with children. Although the academy provided easy access to resources and swift magical learning, the number of women eyeing her husband was overwhelming. Since Violanda had arrived, many other female players had flocked to Starlight Academy of Magic, hoping to catch Eirik''s attention with flirty glances. Elvynna was beyond frustrated. She had planned to wait until they both reached Savant level before making any moves, but it seemed that plan would have to be accelerated. ¡°Living in seclusion sounds perfect. Just the two of us...¡± Eirik mused. Honestly, every day in the academy, beautiful women appear from nowhere, showering him with gifts. Although he turned them down, it¡¯s still a nice feeling. 54: Shard of Rebirth "Enough, enough. I have a legitimate wife; I shouldn''t bother with these roadside women." Eirik decided to embrace his role as a recluse once more. As a husband, he felt he should consider his wife''s feelings and keep his distance from those women. "Great! My love, outside the Forbidden Zone of Rebirth, there''s an ancient tomb perfect for us to dwell in." With that, Eirik and Elvynna set off toward the ancient graveyard. This time, they moved with extreme secrecy. To be cautious, Elvynna even used an item to block the spectator function, ensuring no other players could track their whereabouts. However, Elvynna was unprepared for the fact that, despite these precautions, Scarlett¡¯s people were still hunting them down. "How can Scarlett''s people find us when even the other players don¡¯t know where we are?!" Elvynna felt a chill run down her spine. Adding to her unease, she had been feeling a strange presence surrounding her lately. Suddenly, it dawned on her. "¡The Oracle¡¯s Mirror! That woman is using the Oracle¡¯s Mirror to track my movements!" The Oracle¡¯s Mirror was a divine artifact discovered in the Demon Realm''s Forbidden Sea, capable of glimpsing fragments of the future. It was incredibly precious and limited in usage¡ªeven within the Dawnstar Dynasty, it was a top-tier treasure. In fact, the Oracle¡¯s Mirror had only been used twice in the history of the Dawnstar Dynasty: once to hunt down a deposed emperor and once to pursue the legendary Longevity Tree sap, which granted immense lifespan. For Scarlett to go to such lengths to kill a mere Savant Level 1 like herself? It was absurd! Elvynna began to suspect¡ªwas Scarlett really a player? Had her obsession with Eirik, known as the golden card, driven her to such extremes? In truth, Elvynna was overthinking the situation. The reason Scarlett used the Oracle¡¯s Mirror was not because Elvynna was a player but because she had a high-ranking member of the Holy Light Church aiding her, who had betrayed the Church to side with the royal family. This person might not know why Eirik was special, but if an Alchemist Master valued him, then killing Eirik seemed like a safe bet. Scarlett and Elvynna already had a grudge. Now that Scarlett sensed Elvynna''s growing power, she was determined to eliminate her. The significance of their partnership would naturally attract the princess¡¯s attention. This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. At that moment, with the Oracle¡¯s Mirror locking onto them, Elvynna decided to abandon her efforts to hide from other spectators. Soon, everyone learned of her predicament. ¡°Whoa, Elvynna-senpai, it seems you¡¯re really playing with fire this time!¡± ¡°I hope the assassin shows mercy¡ªjust kill Elvynna-senpai and leave Eirik alone!¡± ¡°This enemy is a Savant Level 3? No matter how strong Eirik, known as the golden card, is, it won¡¯t be enough!¡± The world channel buzzed with chatter. ¡°With the help of Vio, the ultimate tool, what enemy can¡¯t we handle?¡± ¡°Elvynna-senpai, ask Vio for help! With her here, those little assassins won''t pose any trouble at all!¡± Elvynna felt overwhelmed by the barrage of comments. Had she messed up again? She wanted to have children with Eirik, but now it seemed all hope was lost! Meanwhile, Violanda was just as frustrated. What did they mean by ¡°ultimate tool¡±? If they had the guts, why not reveal themselves? Violanda glared at her screen, teeth clenched, her frustration causing the nearby table to rattle. ¡°Sorry, Elvynna, but you¡¯re on your own. We''re too far apart; even if I rushed over, I doubt I could save you.¡± With that, she closed her eyes, preparing for the next round of the game. ¡¾The assassin, radiating a blood-red aura, suddenly grew in size, looming like a crimson mountain, charging towards them with earth-shattering force... ¡¿ ¡°Another Savant Level 3 assassin¡¡± Eirik stared at the text, shocked. Did it really come to this? In truth, Eirik possessed a powerful item he hadn¡¯t yet used, which could potentially turn the tide. But he hesitated, not wanting to waste it unless absolutely necessary. On the other side, Elvynna couldn¡¯t hold back any longer. ¡°These women want to see me fail! I, Elvynna, will not grant you that satisfaction. A Savant Level 3 might be formidable, but I have items!¡± In her previous lives, Elvynna had reached terrifying heights in power and rank.So, she received a special item as a reward from the system. ¡¾¡°You have activated the item ''Shard of Rebirth.'' Congratulations! You have gained one-tenth of your peak magical power from your past life, significantly boosting your combat abilities.¡±¡¿ Elvynna felt a surge throughout her body as an inexplicable gate in her mind opened. A colossal power rushed forth, vast as rivers and lakes, unending and relentless! At her peak, Elvynna was a Grandmaster Level 9! She could even aspire to become one of the strongest beings in the universe. What was a mere Savant Level 3 assassin to her?! ¡¾¡°Stop running; you will die tonight!¡±¡¿ The assassin''s dagger, gleaming with bloodlight, slashed toward Elvynna, as if to cleave heaven and earth apart. He believed without a doubt that this strike would be her end. But the next moment, he witnessed the most unforgettable scene of his life. The woman, with her flowing hair, faced his ferocious attack with no intent of retreat. Instead, she moved closer to his menacing magical blade! With each step she took, her strength surged! First step¡ªSavant Level 3. Second step¡ªSavant Level 9. Third step¡ªGrandmaster level! The blood-clad assassin thought he was seeing things. Just like that, a Savant Level 1 scholar had transformed into a Grandmaster¡ªa myth on the continent?! But he had no time to think further. In the next instant, he felt the world spin wildly, disorienting him. In reality, the world wasn''t spinning; his head was flying off... ¡°Whoa, Elvynna, you¡¯re incredible!¡± Eirik was stunned. At the same time, he vaguely understood that Elvynna must have used some kind of item¡ªsimilar to the one he held! ¡°Hurry and go! The Shard of Rebirth I used can only last for fifteen minutes; after that, the Oracle¡¯s Mirror will lock onto us again!¡± Elvynna urged, frowning. Fifteen minutes? Her Shard of Rebirth was nowhere near as powerful as his item. Eirik pondered. His item could last for twelve hours. But since Elvynna had a stronger past, her effects were more impressive. ¡°You want me to leave? What about you?¡± Eirik asked seriously. ¡°I need to use this fifteen minutes to kill Scarlett!¡± Elvynna replied. Scarlett was thousands of miles away in Elaresar, yet Elvynna intended to kill her in just fifteen minutes? That sounded outrageous. But with her newfound Grandmaster power, she was almost a legend; perhaps it wasn¡¯t impossible. However, the Dawnstar Dynasty was formidable, with terrifying figures within its royal ranks. Elvynna¡¯s journey would be perilous, so she wanted Eirik to leave first. ¡°Take me with you! I might be able to help!¡± Eirik insisted, gazing into her eyes. ¡°Take you with me?¡± Elvynna hesitated. Honestly, she thought bringing Eirik along would be a distraction. But looking into her husband¡¯s eyes, she paused and chose to trust him. In the next moment, the two soared into the sky, racing toward Elaresar! 55: The Shocking Battle ¡°Holy crap, was that for real? I thought I was imagining things!¡± ¡°What kind of item does Elvynna have? How come I don¡¯t have one?¡± It was clear that to earn special rewards from the system, players needed to achieve exceptionally high scores in the simulated life game. In her previous simulations, Elvynna had reached impressive levels of magical mastery, making her incredibly powerful. That was why she had such a coveted item. Other female players, however, didn¡¯t necessarily have the same fortune. ¡°Even if you did have it, your cultivation levels from past simulations weren¡¯t high enough to wield such powerful effects!¡± The world chat channel was buzzing with shock and disbelief. Yet amidst the awe, there was an undercurrent of curiosity. Why was Elvynna flying toward the capital? What was she planning? ¡°Do you think she¡¯s going to confront that princess?¡± Liora suddenly speculated. ¡°No way!¡± ¡°In this situation, that¡¯s the royal city! And she brought Eirik along¡ªhis current power level is still pretty low! Even if he¡¯s the unique gold card of the game, he¡¯s not invincible; having him around is just dead weight!¡± Many dismissed Liora¡¯s suggestion. Only Pixie blinked in curiosity. She and Elvynna had been close friends for many years¡ªlike sisters. Pixie knew Elvynna better than anyone. Something about Liora''s words resonated with her. ¡°Elvynna-senpai, are you mad and looking for trouble?You are no match for that princess; bothering her will only lead to your demise.¡± Pixie winked and cautiously sent a mental message to Elvynna using her psychic magic. ¡°Don¡¯t worry! When have I ever been the one to die first?¡± Elvynna huffed. ?? Living long is impressive? You little turtle! Pixie was taken aback, wanting to curse but simply chuckled, ¡°Elvynna-senpai, I envy you! You always manage to live so long all alone, unlike me¡ªspending my life in a cozy partnership with my husband. It¡¯s so tiresome!¡± ¡°Shut up! I don¡¯t have time for you!¡± Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. Elvynna was genuinely annoyed, her forehead twitching. But she truly didn¡¯t have time right now. Because at this moment, she and Eirik had arrived in Elaresar City! *Elaresar City* sat atop a vast plain, built alongside a great river. Half of the city floated in the air, with majestic structures and palaces surrounded by dense elemental energy and swirling white mist, as if straight out of a myth! Elvynna soared into the sky, stepping into the depths of the clouds, looking down upon the sprawling city below. She channeled all her power into a detection spell, enveloping the entire city in its scope, scanning rapidly. Only someone at the Grandmaster level could possess such overwhelming magical power, using a simple detection spell to cover an entire city! As Elvynna¡¯s magic swept through Elaresar, the once-bustling city fell eerily silent. Birds, beasts, and even the tiniest creatures froze in fear, paralyzed by her astonishing power. ¡°Wow, is this really my wife¡¯s strength? Incredible!¡± Eirik marveled, aware that Elvynna was operating at only a fraction of her peak power. *¡°Found you!¡±* Elvynna raised an eyebrow, spotting Scarlett in the distance, and beside her stood a woman in white robes¡ªa clear member of the Holy Light Church! This Holy Light Church member had no idea that a girl from such a rural background could suddenly gain incredible power and easily dispatch an assassin. What was even more unexpected was that Elvynna had arrived in Elaresar City in the blink of an eye, having traveled from the far-flung borderlands. At that moment, the woman was casually discussing plans to eliminate Elvynna and her husband with Scarlett. And now, she had been caught red-handed. ¡°So it was you... Heh, you¡¯re all going to die!¡± Elvynna¡¯s voice was cold, filled with an aura of deadly intent that soared into the sky. Even those not directly targeted by her murderous intent felt a chill run down their spines, gripped by profound terror! This astonishing aura also stirred some even more dangerous entities. ¡°Who is this guest that has graced Elaresar City?¡± From deep within the palace, where the overlapping cloud-like chambers lay, an ancient voice echoed. As the voice resounded, a dark golden light flared within the palace, as if the very fabric of reality was about to tear apart, revealing a massive golden figure looming like a mountain. ¡°Husband, let¡¯s go! We¡¯re going to kill!¡± Ignoring the stirrings from the palace, Elvynna took Eirik¡¯s hand, her figure flashing like lightning as they darted toward Scarlett¡¯s residence! Before they even arrived, a colossal hand descended from the heavens, reaching for the goddess. The luminous hand was as smooth and flawless as jade, radiating a magical energy that shimmered with mystery and power! ¡°E...Elvynna?! How could you...?¡± The goddess looked up in shock, her expression one of horror. ¡°I¡¯m not just going to die!¡± She cried out, unleashing a torrent of blood magic that surged toward the massive jade hand. But alas, it was futile! The jade hand descended with such speed and force that it sent chills down her spine, and no amount of struggle could change her fate. The goddess was crushed in Elvynna¡¯s grip, reduced to nothing more than dust! ¡°Holy crap, what just happened?¡± ¡°Did Elvynna-senpai really make it to Elaresar City?!¡± The scene before the players left many in stunned disbelief! ¡°I know that goddess; she¡¯s the assassin from the Silent Reapers, designated Number One...¡± ¡°She doesn¡¯t have a name? Just Number One?!¡± ¡°So, she¡¯s the Number One assassin from Silent Reapers...¡± Alchemist Master Violanda narrowed her eyes. Number One was one of their Holy Light members, making her practically a subordinate. She couldn¡¯t believe she had secretly allied with the royal family! What audacity! As this realization struck her, her gaze turned icy, and a decision formed in her mind: ¡°Within three days, I will kill you.¡± This goddess had previously been slain by Elvynna in the simulated life game, and now the Alchemist Master was determined to finish her off in reality! ¡°To kill her in reality?¡± ¡°No wonder she¡¯s an Alchemist Master!¡± Many were awed yet apprehensive. Recently, quite a few had been teasing Violanda, calling her Vio the Rejection Hound, and some had almost forgotten what kind of esteemed figure she truly was. It was fortunate for them that anonymity was a feature in the game; otherwise, with her power and status, who would dare to provoke her? If they truly angered her, she could hunt them down and eliminate them without a trace. That was truly terrifying... And at this moment, in the game, Elvynna had slain the goddess, but this was only the beginning. Princess Scarlett had not yet met her end! As she witnessed the goddess being crushed before her, Elvynna¡¯s display of power left Scarlett¡¯s pupils dilated, her heart storming with fear. ¡°Why... is your strength different from what¡¯s shown in Oracle¡¯s Mirror?!¡± She screamed in horror, stumbling backward. Elvynna shot her a cold glance but didn¡¯t immediately strike. Mainly because at that moment, the golden figure emerging from the palace had finally stepped forward, arriving at the princess''s residence! 56: The Hidden Master Within the Royal Family In the past few simulations of life games, Emperor Raedric¡¯s strength had never seemed particularly impressive; he merely had an unnaturally long lifespan. However, the royal family was not to be underestimated. They had caused immense trouble for Pixie and her son, Thal, in the past. This was because the royal family''s strength was not limited to Emperor Raedric alone. The Dawnstar Dynasty had stood tall in the northern continent for thousands of years; how could it possibly lack other formidable figures? Even if Raedric himself was not powerful, surely the royal family housed other strong beings. Before Elvynna stood an unknown elder of the royal family. Shrouded in dark golden light, his face was obscured, appearing less human and more like a shadow of gold. Yet this shadow radiated a terrifying aura. Just standing there, the air around him seemed to warp slightly, his power resonating with an intensity that made one tremble! This golden figure had recently appeared, seemingly ignoring Elvynna¡¯s intention to eliminate a priest, instead opting not to intervene. ¡°Who is this¡ why can¡¯t we see his face?¡± ¡°Perhaps he isn¡¯t human, but just a golden corpse. It¡¯s said that the true terror of the Dawnstar Dynasty lies in their ability to transform past royal strongmen into these special corpses¡¡± An anonymous voice spoke up, shocking nearly all the players present. ¡°What? There¡¯s such a hidden secret?¡± ¡°Who is this girl, sharing such secrets so freely?¡± Violanda shook her head slightly. As the High Priestess of the Holy Light and one of the few Savant Level 5 individuals in Elaresar, she had always restrained herself from confronting the royal family out of fear of those special golden corpses. No one knew how many ancestors of theirs remained hidden. ¡°If Elvynna wants to kill a princess in the capital, it won¡¯t be easy,¡± Violanda remarked slowly. Even the potion master acknowledged this, causing others to feel a sense of dread for Elvynna. ¡°Speaking of which, Eirik didn¡¯t really contribute much this time; he seems more like a spectator.¡± ¡°He¡¯s still only at the Practitioner level, not even reaching Savant. What could he possibly do? It¡¯s a miracle if he doesn¡¯t get scared off by Elvynna-senpai¡¯s battle!¡± This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. ¡°Honestly, I find that a bit funny, haha!¡± The crowd murmured, intrigued by this battle. Such high-stakes encounters were rare, even in simulation scenarios! Meanwhile, the golden figure coldly regarded Elvynna and rasped out a voice that was as harsh as it was vague, ¡°Dare to kill in my royal family? You seek death!¡± Before he finished speaking, he unleashed a punch toward Elvynna. The blow shook the heavens and earth, making the entire palace tremble in response, with dark golden light erupting like a miniature sun. The force was terrifying! Elvynna refused to back down. Her long hair billowed in the wind as she pointed her wand forward. Boom! Brilliant magical light shot into the sky, soaring like a mighty pillar, visible even from miles away in Elaresar, a dazzling spectacle that left all in awe! The battle between them was fierce. Yet soon, Elvynna found herself at a disadvantage. The golden corpse¡¯s fists were too terrifying. Those iron fists seemed immune to a portion of magic. Despite Elvynna''s formidable magic that could shake the heavens, they merely left faint white marks on those fists. At this moment, Elvynna was reduced to just a fraction¡ªone-tenth¡ªof her peak power from her previous life. This was a significant setback! ¡°¡ Is this the depth of the royal family? So strong!¡± ¡°Does this golden corpse have no weaknesses?¡± Many were left speechless. Elvynna¡¯s strength was enough to impress everyone; she hovered gracefully in the air, casting numerous powerful spells, almost like a figure from myth. If one set aside her rival¡¯s position, she was a true idol in the hearts of many female players. Yet despite her formidable magic, she still couldn''t breach the golden corpse¡¯s defenses! No wonder the potion master had stated it would be challenging for her to kill Princess Scarlett in the capital. ¡°If Scarlett survives this, Elvynna-senpai will find it hard to live in peace!¡± ¡°Elvynna-senpai¡¯s item can probably only be used once, right?¡± They guessed correctly; Elvynna felt a weight in her heart. If Scarlett survived and discovered that her current power was only temporary, the future would surely bring relentless pursuit. Then, her Shard of Rebirth would have only taken down the primary target, rendering half its potential wasted. She had to leave quickly while the potion''s effects still lingered, at least to cast doubt on Scarlett about her true strength, causing her to hesitate and buy some time. ¡°Honey, be ready. I¡¯ll find a chance to take you away soon¡¡± Elvynna whispered through their mental connection. ¡°Leave?¡± Eirik blinked, starting to grasp his wife¡¯s intent. Was she unable to handle the golden corpse? If they left now, it was highly likely that they¡¯d face Scarlett''s pursuit later. That would mean this save file might end up being wasted! Starting a new game again was something he wanted to avoid! ¡°Dear, perhaps we don¡¯t have to leave¡¡± Eirik replied telepathically. He actually had a plan to solve this predicament. If Elvynna could distract the golden corpse for a moment, he could eliminate Scarlett! ¡°You¡¯re going to make a move on Scarlett?¡± Elvynna was taken aback. Her husband was only Practitioner Level 9; Scarlett, not to mention her several Savant-level guards, was formidable! Had she not initially sealed this princess''s residence with magic, Scarlett would have long since escaped. ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll create an opportunity for you¡¡± Though surprised, Elvynna agreed without hesitation, trusting her husband wouldn¡¯t act recklessly. If he claimed he could kill Scarlett, he must have confidence in his ability! As the battle in the sky intensified, Elvynna put all her strength into entangling the golden corpse. Eirik stepped steadily toward Scarlett. ¡°You¡¯re Elvynna¡¯s husband?¡± Scarlett, seeing the situation turn in her favor, looked at Eirik with renewed calm, scrutinizing him. Eirik¡¯s name had been circulating in the capital; even the potion master Violanda had tried hard to recruit him without success. What was so special about this man? ¡°Elvynna will die tonight! And you must have some secret; what do you say about serving this princess?¡± Scarlett smiled at Eirik, raising an eyebrow with self-assured allure. ¡°Ha! This guy isn¡¯t even a player and he¡¯s got his eyes on Eirik?¡± ¡°But what¡¯s Eirik up to? He wouldn¡¯t be thinking of assassinating this woman, right?¡± While they were puzzled, Eirik¡¯s eyes suddenly shone with brilliant magical light, mysterious runes dancing around him. He activated the reward item he had received, ¡°One Life Mirror: Can reflect real-life talents in the simulation, duration: twelve hours.¡± Compared to Elvynna¡¯s Shard of Rebirth, Eirik''s item was evidently stronger; it was reusable, albeit with a cooldown. At this moment, Eirik aimed to acquire the talent, Eye of Divine Insight! ¡°Eye of Divine Insight¡¡± Elvynna sensed the change in Eirik and felt a surge of joy. Though Eirik was only at Practitioner Level 9, if he had the Eye of Divine Insight, he might indeed manage to kill Scarlett with the protection of a few Savant-level guards. Yet seeing Eirik manifest the Eye of Divine Insight again raised a question in her mind. Why did his ability appear only at critical moments? She had never seen him display such a talent in their everyday lives. Was it possible that her husband¡ was also a player? 57: Is He a Good Man or a Complete Scoundrel? The night was chill. In the sky, magical energies erupted with wild intensity as Elvynna and the golden corpse continued their fierce battle. Meanwhile, the conflict in the royal garden had come to an end. ¡°Whoosh!¡± With a sharp sound slicing through the air, a brilliant flash of magic darted by like lightning. Scarlett¡¯s beautiful head fell with a thud into the nearby pool, sending up a spray of bloodied water. ¡°Darling, he really did it!¡± Elvynna''s heart soared at the sight. When she had brought Eirik along, she had doubted his usefulness, but now it was clear: her husband had delivered the crucial blow. ¡°How dare you!¡± The golden corpse roared in fury, sensing the shift beneath him. There were more golden corpses in Elaresar, and others had intended to confront Elvynna, but he was the one who stepped forward. He had thought little of this young woman¡ªafter all, her magical prowess barely reached the Grandmaster level. But as the battle unfolded, he realized her extensive combat experience. The vast magical power within her was utilized to perfection, maximizing her strength and pushing her combat abilities far beyond normal limits. Even he, a genuine Grandmaster, felt a twinge of envy at her finesse in wielding magic. And then there was that boy she brought¡ªsuddenly, he had grown stronger and displayed astonishing talent! Before he could fully comprehend, He dispatched Princess Scarlett of Crimson Hollow with alarming swiftness. That woman had to die, but that boy deserved it even more! They had dared to invade Elaresar and kill a member of the royal family, slapping the monarchy in the face! ¡°You have some nerve!¡± ¡°Prepare to die!¡± In an instant, deep within the palace, several aged voices boomed like thunder, shaking the entire city and causing its millions of inhabitants to clutch their heads in pain. At the same moment, enormous golden hands stretched out from the palace, reaching for Elvynna and Eirik! At that moment, Elvynna was pulling Eirik, transforming into a vibrant arc of magic as they dashed away. Suddenly, the world dimmed. Looking up, Eirik and Elvynna noticed that the sun, moon, and stars had vanished, replaced by a massive dark-gold hand looming above them! It was truly a sky-blocking sight¡ªmonstrous in scale! The hand sent waves of dread through countless souls. Even though the attack wasn''t aimed directly at them, many people in the city trembled in fear, collapsing in panic, unable to look away. This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. Elvynna felt an overwhelming weight pressing down on her, every part of her body in agony. Yet even so, she mustered all her strength to protect her husband in her arms. ¡°Break!¡± Elvynna gritted her teeth and shouted. As her voice fell, blood trickled from her mouth, ears, and eyes. But simultaneously, an incredibly radiant light erupted from her body. In that instant, she moved like lightning, so fast that even detection spells could not track her! Bang! With a resounding thud, the enormous golden hand was pierced directly by Elvynna, leaving a bloody hole in its wake! ¡°Hmm?!¡± Deep within the palace, a voice of frustration and anger echoed. Yet the terrifying golden light and pressure that had terrified the city vanished without a trace. The world returned to a state of eerie calm. People exchanged bewildered glances, feeling as though they had awoken from a dream. What just happened?! A man and a woman had suddenly invaded the capital, apparently doing something to provoke the royal family at Princess Scarlett of Crimson Hollow''s residence. And yet, they had left unscathed! Especially the woman, standing elegantly with her long hair flowing, enveloped in a radiant aura of magic, had made a lasting impression on many! ¡°I¡¯m more curious about who that man is!¡± ¡°That man seems to be only a Practitioner-level mage, yet he¡¯s protected by a Grandmaster-level woman like a treasured gem. Truly my idol!¡± ¡°No¡ not necessarily. What if he¡¯s her relative?!¡± ¡°Impossible! Didn¡¯t you see the way she looked at him? That kind of love is unmistakable. It¡¯s so intriguing¡ªwhat kind of extraordinary man could capture the heart of a Grandmaster-level powerhouse?¡± The city of Elaresar buzzed with fervent discussion! When more information emerged revealing that the man was Eirik, the buzz turned to a frenzy! ¡°Eirik¡ why does that name sound so familiar?!¡± ¡°Of course it¡¯s familiar! Just recently, he refused an esteemed the alchemist¡¯s offer, which stirred up quite a sensation in the capital!¡± ¡°Wait, what? This kid has quite the background! Not only did he turn down the alchemist, but a Grandmaster is smitten with him?!¡± ¡°Maybe it¡¯s because he has a Grandmaster by his side that he dared to refuse the alchemist!¡± ¡ Meanwhile, deep within the palace, a tall, imposing middle-aged man with an air of authority walked into a hidden underground chamber, his expression grim. Soon, thunderous roars echoed from the chamber. ¡°That useless fool has been taking the Regal Bone of the Ancients for years and still has such little power. It¡¯s no wonder she got killed!¡± ¡°You should investigate how your useless daughter offended such a promising young Grandmaster-level powerhouse!¡± Elvynna¡¯s displayed potential during the earlier battle had reached a level that instilled profound fear in those from the royal family! Though the royal family had many golden corpses, these were created by a special magic array and would lose power once they left the capital. They were not invincible.