Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever-Chapter 333
Things that are damaged must be repaired.
If not, they lose their original meaning.
As an undead, Sylvia had to rely on her armor to conceal herself in the sorcerer’s world. Only with this disguise could she interact with people as if she were still among the living.
Because of this, any flaw that might expose her true nature had to be fixed immediately.
“Sylvia, this might itch a little. Try to bear with it.”
“Understood, Master Sorcerer.”
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Xu Xi gently held the girl’s hands.
Using his Third-Ring-level soul power, he delved into the inner layers of her enchanted armor while drawing materials from his spatial ring to mend and reinforce it.
During the process, his soul energy inevitably made contact with Sylvia’s bones, creating an itching sensation from the friction.
Yet, Sylvia remained composed, not revealing any discomfort that might interrupt Xu Xi’s work.
Sizzle—
Sizzle—
The sunlight blazed down, more intense than ever, before quickly shifting.
The sky softened, turning into the gentle hues of an orange sunset, draping lightly over the earth.
Invisible, colorless soul energy was tinged by the evening glow, dissolving and dispersing the extraordinary materials, filling the cracks in her armor with delicate precision.
Silver light flickered, shimmering like a sky full of dreamlike stars.
Sylvia sat upright in silence, watching closely as Xu Xi carefully held her wrists, patiently restoring her armor bit by bit.
At this moment, a thought surfaced in her mind.
She no longer had skin.
She no longer had flesh.
Armor was the only image she could present to the world.
So from another perspective…
Wasn’t this gray-silver armor essentially her skin now?
If that were true—
Then wouldn’t Xu Xi repairing her armor be the same as touching her skin?
“…Uh.”
Sylvia blinked blankly.
Before she could dwell on it further, Xu Xi, with the expertise of a Third-Ring Sorcerer and skilled hands, completed the repairs.
He also updated the auxiliary enchantments on the armor, refining their structure.
After testing them a few times to confirm they worked properly, he gave a slight nod.
“How does it feel? Any discomfort, Sylvia?”
Hearing his inquiry, the girl raised her hands and examined them under the fading sunlight.
She turned them over, carefully inspecting the fine details of the craftsmanship and the intricate runes etched into the surface.
The metal gleamed brightly, reflecting the remnants of the sun’s glow with a mesmerizing shimmer.
It was beautiful.
It was elegant.
Unconsciously, Sylvia lifted her hands above her head.
Through her only remaining emerald-green eye, she gazed intently at every silver plate on the back of her hands.
They were a radiant masterpiece—
A creation infused with countless dazzling colors.
She had witnessed every moment of Xu Xi’s restoration process.
It was gentle.
It was meticulous.
That devotion, like the sunset’s glow, seemed to settle into her gem-like eyes.
Her face was incomplete.
Her body was hollow.
Yet deep within her eyes, there was a soft, shimmering light.
“I really like it, Master Sorcerer. Your craftsmanship is as brilliant as ever.”
The girl expressed her gratitude.
…
[To observe the changes in the world after the fall of the Black Sun and the Blood Moon,]
[You choose to remain on the mountain,]
[Waiting for the true storm to arrive.]
[For this purpose, you build a temporary workshop, preparing to stay for months or even a year.]
[This is not meaningless stagnation.]
[Having reached the Third Ring, you need time to master new spells and refine your actual combat power. At the same time, you also wish to modify the Undead Raven’s body to further enhance its speed.]
[On the second day after building the workshop, Hansen and Mena come to visit.]
[Despite your repeated insistence that you are neither a lord nor a noble, the elderly couple deliberated for a long time before deciding to bring gifts.]
[Wild fruits, wild vegetables, and crops they had grown themselves.]
[At the entrance of the workshop, Sylvia firmly refuses to accept the gifts, standing her ground against the elderly couple.]
[After watching for a while, you choose to accept them.]
[Relieved, Hansen and Mena smile warmly, thanking you repeatedly, as if they had finally lifted a heavy burden from their hearts before heading home.]
“Master Sorcerer, why…”
“Sylvia, sometimes, accepting something is a better way to express kindness than refusing.”
[Hearing your words, Sylvia begins to understand.]
[The Hero, Sylvia, gains valuable insight.]
[The Hero, Sylvia, feels ashamed.]
[The Hero, Sylvia, learns from you.]
“Master Sorcerer, compared to you, I still have much to learn.”
…
By dawn, the sun had returned to normal once more.
Though little time had passed, changes were already appearing in the sorcerer’s world.
Dew glistened like gemstones, dripping onto fresh green sprouts. The mountains loomed in the mist, their full forms obscured from sight.
On the first floor of the workshop, Sylvia was making a fire, using a pre-prepared piece of Codosong Magic Wood.
Her method of igniting it was rather unique.
She swung her sword at high speed, striking out brilliant, scorching sparks.
…
“Sylvia, those are just small lessons in life. What you lack is only time.”
With those words, Xu Xi turned toward her, slightly puzzled.
“Sylvia, what are you doing?”
“Master Sorcerer, Grandpa Hansen and Grandma Mena brought a fruit that I recognize. I want to make something delicious for you.”
Sylvia answered honestly.
Crack—
The sharp knight’s sword sliced off a piece of wood, whittling it into a skewer.
One by one, she skewered the fruits onto it.
One.
Two.
Three…
Until the stick was full.
Holding the skewer, Sylvia placed it close to the burning flames, carefully roasting the fruit.
Not long after—
A string of roasted fruits, their surfaces charred black and steaming hot, was placed onto the table.
Xu Xi stared at it in silence.
“Sylvia…”
He wanted to say something but hesitated.
“Yes, I’m here,” the hero, having finished her cooking, stood beside the table.
“So… how exactly is this supposed to be eaten?”
“You can eat it directly. Roasted Sandbite Fruit is a rare delicacy! I’m sure you’ll find the taste incredibly unique.”
Hearing the anticipation in her voice, Xu Xi looked at the rough and boldly roasted skewer of fruit before him.
After a long pause, he ultimately took a small bite.
“Master Sorcerer, does it taste good?”
“Uh… Maybe… I just don’t have the right palate for it.”
[Faced with Sylvia’s spontaneous creation, you find it hard to refuse her sincerity and offer a very tactful evaluation.]
[The sun shines brightly, life flourishes, and vitality fills the air.]
[Except for Sylvia, who is now filled with disappointment.]
[You adjust your response, saying that the taste is actually… acceptable.]
[Sylvia’s mood recovers.]
“Sylvia, was this how you used to roast fruit?”
“No, Master Sorcerer… Back then, the head chef at home used to do it for me.”
Xu Xi chewed the bitter fruit in silence.
He now understood where the problem lay.
“Sylvia, promise me… Next time, just stick to cooking things you’re familiar with, okay?”
