“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—no 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.
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“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.
【On 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.】
【“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…
【1. Go all out and slay her.】
【2. Flee as fast as you can.】
【3. 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!
【After a long while, a mournful cry pierced the air as your magical staff shattered, and you plummeted like a meteor from the sky.】
【“You’ve lost,” Pixie said coldly, stepping toward you, bloodied and battered.】
【“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.