LuxVonDeux

All my life, I never once know what it is to be a family. My parents did not care about me and didn't let me start with my siblings.

Even when I diagnose with Terminal Illness by the doctor, they did not care about me.

The only thing that accompanies me in this lonely hospital bedroom is the game called Second Life. Sadly, all good things must end, and so is Second Life.

I decide to stay inside the game until the end and wait for me to release my final breath.

However, I'm reincarnated to another life when I open my eyes. I promise to enjoy my Second Life in this world.

Now, if only this woman stopped calling me a villain for a second, that would be great.

I Try To Enjoy My Life But This Woman Keep Calling Me Villain

I take Silva to the armory, where she takes light armor. She looks around for a few seconds before picking the light but durable leather armor. It was a multi-layer leather that was held together by studs. This type of armor is usually used by archers and some magicians who just started.

The reason? Magicians usually use robes, not because they are weak but because the fabric is easier to enchant with magic and will help the magician cast spells and give extra protection from the enchantment.

Leather and metal are not really good for enchanting. Leather and metal can only hold one type of enchantment. If someone enchants them above one, the armor can while the magician enchants it. That is why a newbie enchanter, a subcategory of magicians, only does one enchantment because they are afraid of the item exploding. It will hurt them, and the item they destroy will be expensive.

Chapter 114: Blackmore City