Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever-Chapter 404: The Witch Is Studying Seriously

"Hey, sir! Care for some fine rum?"

"Shut up, Mencroff, you idiot! Who allowed you to shout at a nobleman?"

"Oh heavens, by the Creator!"

"Look at what I’ve done, damn it!"

Wyverns circled overhead.

The stone streets were clean. Tall towers stood proudly, the streets were wide and spotless, houses were neatly lined up, and special vehicles powered by steam rumbled past. The sight before them gave Xu Xi a strong sense of déjà vu.

It reminded him of the life during his second simulation.

As he and Krisha walked through the bustling streets of the royal capital, from time to time, merchants would call out to them. There was a sense of calm and elegance.

The merchants didn't understand what a supreme being was, but they could tell that neither Xu Xi nor Krisha were ordinary residents.

"No need, thank you." Xu Xi politely declined the merchants’ enthusiasm and turned his gaze to the magnificent cathedral not far away.

The stone walls of the cathedral stood silently, telling the story of time. The structure was grayish-white, with colorful stained glass windows and countless ancient spires. From a distance, it resembled a massive castle.

Its size and grandeur were undoubtedly the greatest in the world.

"Krisha, this is the place you wanted to come to?"

"Yes, Master." Krisha stood quietly beside Xu Xi, watching the flow of people entering and exiting the cathedral, and the towering spires piercing the sky. Sunlight streamed through the clouds, scattering onto the stained glass windows.

A halo of rainbow light encircled the walls, making the entire building appear even more solemn. The exquisite domes, thick stone pillars, ornate reliefs, and vivid murals—all combined to create an architectural marvel that silently emphasized the sacredness of religion.

But these were not the witch’s focus.

"Master, can we go inside and take a look?"

The immortal witch, who still looked seventeen, spoke without much emotion.

"Of course we can." Xu Xi agreed.

In the bustling crowd, Xu Xi held Krisha’s hand and followed the stream of people into the cathedral. It was only then, hearing the conversations around him, that Xu Xi realized something special about this cathedral.

It wasn’t just a solemn place for worshiping the Creator.

It was also the venue for royal and noble weddings, bearing witness to the rise and fall of kings through generations.

"Cathedral weddings, huh…"

"I have heard about them before."

The cathedral's interior was spacious and high.

The towering columns and arched ceilings gave a sense of upward ascension, making one feel as if divine beings were watching from above, sacred and awe-inspiring.

But Xu Xi knew—there were no gods in this world.

Even if there were, they wouldn't dare show themselves in front of the witch.

Tap—Tap—

Xu Xi continued walking deeper inside, holding Krisha’s hand.

The cathedral was open to the public, but only up to the front hall. Deeper areas, like the altar and sanctuary, were off-limits.

But Xu Xi and Krisha completely ignored these restrictions and casually ventured further inside.

Stepping over pure white stone steps, passing through narrow corridors, after walking out of the front hall, the view suddenly opened up before Xu Xi. A sunlit lawn appeared.

"So it’s not a fully enclosed structure?"

"There’s some open space between the front hall, the main hall, and the bell tower. This must be where royal weddings are held." Xu Xi mused.

The lush green lawn wasn’t small. Both sides of the path were lined with pure white flowers, and at the far end stood a quaint little chapel.

Its white and brown roof cast mottled shadows under the sunlight. He could faintly see a slender artificial waterway encircling the lawn, sparkling under the breeze, creating gentle ripples.

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"What do you think, Krisha?" Xu Xi praised.

But the witch didn’t respond.

"Krisha?" Xu Xi turned to look and found that at some point, the emotionless witch had pulled out pen and paper, seriously taking notes.

"The combination of green grass and flowing water…"

"Pure white flowers…"

"And the corresponding layout…"

Krisha walked around the lawn, sometimes stopping, sometimes muttering to herself, recording everything she saw into her small notebook.

"Krisha, what are you doing?"

"Master, I am studying the experiences of those who came before."

After finishing her notes, the witch carefully folded the paper and stored it inside her wand’s space, looking serious and focused, as if she was doing something sacred and grand.

"Please rest assured, Master. I will study diligently."

So… what exactly are you learning?

Xu Xi was speechless, feeling that under today’s bright sunshine, he was suddenly starting to sweat a little.

After a while, having admired the entire lawn, Xu Xi and Krisha continued walking, crossing a wooden bridge over the waterway and passing by some nuns, entering deeper into the cathedral.

Maybe because weddings were often held here, some decorations had not been removed. Along the way, there were many wooden benches for guests to rest on, and simple, elegant gardens with bright, long red carpets.

"Master, do you think these are suitable?" The witch was still studying, seriously recording everything and seeking Xu Xi’s opinion.

"Uh… seems a little too elaborate," Xu Xi hesitated and shared his honest thought.

"I understand, Master," Krisha replied seriously, correcting her notes.

Honestly, today’s weather was really strange.

They hadn’t walked far, yet Xu Xi was already sweating profusely, and there was an inexplicable chill running down his spine.

"Master, do you think it would be better if we wove the red carpet out of dragon blood grass?"

"...That’s a bit too cruel to the dragons." Xu Xi continued holding Krisha’s hand, walking forward while commenting on the interior decorations.

Soon, they reached the final destination—the sanctuary. At the center stood a tall, narrow table, directly accessible via a red carpet.

On both sides were rows of benches, each capable of seating multiple guests, all positioned for a perfect view of the stained-glass wall. The daylight was strong and bright but softened by a veil of water mist.

Passing through the mist, the sunlight entered the stained glass, turning into a dreamy and mysterious glow, as if a fairyland had descended upon the mortal world. Xu Xi slightly lifted his head and saw the ceiling adorned with murals depicting the myth of creation.

"This needs to be changed. It can't stay." Krisha disliked the existence of gods, including all associated myths, so she had a different view.

"Master, do you think it would be good to replace that mural with your sculpture?"

The witch tilted her head and proposed a suggestion she thought was wonderful.

"...No, let's not do that."

Xu Xi just barely imagined that scene and felt extremely awkward.