In the midst of swaying blossoms, Violanda’s alluring form emerged, perfectly shaped and enchanting. A glance around revealed a curious gathering in the small courtyard, as if a celebration were underway.

Elvynna, the little bitch, Liora, Selene, and others had all assembled. Her brow furrowed slightly, a cold smirk tugging at her lips.

"Heh, are you all teaming up to thwart me, the bishop?!" she thought disdainfully.

Just a handful of useless wretches thinking they could compare to her? She scoffed; none of them had the strength to match her prowess.

As a master alchemist, she possessed the power of a Savant at level 5. In the realm of simulated lives, this might seem trivial, but in reality, it meant she could easily sweep them aside.

"Vio, this is the Ravenshadow estate—my home. If you wish to enter, at least greet your host first. It would be rather rude otherwise," Pixie said with a cheerful smile.

Selene shot her a disgruntled glance. Wasn't this supposed to be a plan against Violanda? Who was she being sarcastic with now?!

Liora, ever the obedient one, feigned ignorance to Pixie’s jibe, her small hands clenching tighter as she watched the unfolding drama with rapt attention.

"Best not use your trinkets; it would be a waste if they’re squandered," Elvynna whispered to Violanda, her tone laced with mystery.

"I think it was you who wasted them last time!" Violanda narrowed her eyes, but she was too weary to engage in their trivial banter. She preferred action—she was a woman of deeds!

Pixie opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, Violanda formed a hand sign, and a tempest of wind magic erupted, swirling around them.

The little bitch and her companions were engulfed in a cloud of dust, and in an instant, the bright sky turned dark, hiding the stars and the sun. Everything became obscured, even their soul senses dulled.

This was bad!

little bitch’s expression shifted in panic as she lunged toward the memory of where Eirik was, hoping to grasp him. But it was futile.

She missed entirely.

When the dust finally settled, the women were left in confusion, for Eirik was nowhere to be found. Up above, they saw Violanda’s lithe figure cradling the handsome youth as she soared into the distance.

"Ahhh! Violanda! You... you!" Pixie screamed in fury, feeling betrayed.

Violanda was truly a wicked sorceress; they hadn’t even finished their conversation, and she had already whisked him away with magic?! This was no different from those fables where demons snatched away fair maidens!

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"You old witch, give us back our dear Eirik!" Pixie shouted at the sky.

"Pff…" Liora nearly choked, turning away to stifle her laughter. "This is amusing; the little bitch is about to burst with anxiety! But looking at Elvynna, she seems to have a plan. No need to panic…"

"What do we do? What do we do? This old witch is too strong; even combined, we can’t defeat her! Are we just going to watch as our dear Eirik is forced away?!" Pixie felt tears brimming in her eyes.

"Calm down; she won’t succeed so easily!"

Elvynna rolled her eyes at Pixie.

Junior Sister, why are you panicking so? No wonder Violanda said you’re useless in a pinch; next time, we won’t invite you; you just create chaos…

With that, Elvynna turned her gaze toward Selene.

Selene nodded and revealed a tiny magic carpet from her robe. "I... borrowed this from the headmaster..."

"Huh? Is that... a Senior-class flying carpet?!"

Pixie’s eyes lit up. She recognized the magic carpet, a renowned treasure of their magical academy. In previous simulations, when the demon tree caused havoc, some managed to escape because of it.

With this carpet, they didn’t need to worry about the demon tree. Its speed rivaled that of a Savant, and it even had a protective shield that was extraordinarily effective.

"I'll take the controls!" Elvynna declared, reaching out to grasp the carpet.

With the memory of the greatest beings in the universe coursing through her, she was the perfect one to pilot it.

Soon, the sound of rushing air filled their ears as the carpet lifted off, carrying them in pursuit of Violanda.

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"Miss Violetta, what are you doing…?" Eirik found himself cradled in her arms and couldn't help but whisper softly.

To be honest, Violanda hadn’t even used her trinkets yet, and he was already feeling disoriented.

Mainly, her embrace was soft and gentle.

Though his powers in the simulated world were astounding, in reality, he had only recently broken through the Practitioner stage and had never experienced flying.

Now, being held by Violanda, soaring through the clouds felt far more exhilarating than any amusement park ride from his past life.

They say that thrilling situations often ignite romantic feelings—this was the so-called ‘suspension bridge effect.’

At this moment, Eirik found himself infatuated with Violanda!

"Don’t worry, my dear apprentice. I simply wish to take you to a secluded place to discuss our past," she said soothingly.

With that, Violanda activated her item—the Reincarnation Mirror.

【Violanda used the Reincarnation Mirror on you.】

【Reincarnation Mirror (Gold): It is said that the mirror reveals another world. You will recover memories from a previous life for six hours.】

【Notice: This past life memory will last for six hours. After the time limit, the memories will fade…】

The familiar notification echoed in his mind. Eirik felt a slight stiffness in his body as memories from countless past lives surged toward him like a tidal wave.

"I... remember now." He recalled how Violanda had saved him, her stunning beauty etched in his mind.

He remembered their journeys together, exploring every corner of the Dawnstar Dynasty’s breathtaking landscapes.

Whenever he faced doubts or setbacks in learning magic, it was Violanda who patiently offered comfort and guidance.

Countless nights, they had researched and studied side by side. In those many nights, they had embraced passionately, lost in each other.

Together, they had witnessed the world transform, watched countless lives come and go. They had shared the glory of controlling the continent, and together, they had feared the royal family's counterattack...

And then, all those images faded, leaving only the last moment: Violanda resting against his shoulder, smiling as she asked,

"If there’s a next life, will you still love me?"

"I will; I will still love you. I will fall in love with you again."

The words he had never finished in his past life spilled forth from Eirik’s lips.

As soon as he spoke, a single, warm tear rolled down Violanda’s cheek, landing on his lips.

The aloof and enigmatic master alchemist was crying.

For a fleeting moment, Eirik thought he must be imagining things.

"You liar, men are all great deceivers!" Violanda murmured with a hint of melancholy, yet her face rapidly drew closer to Eirik's gaze.

Then, she leaned in and kissed him.