Mage Manual-Chapter 295 - 253: The Void Realm Should Yield to Reality

Chapter 295: Chapter 253: The Void Realm Should Yield to Reality

Dazzling Star, Sword Flower University, Sword Skill Department, professor’s office.

"Forget what it meant?"

"It just means I forgot to notify you, actually, it was just something from a couple of days ago. Two of the social team members died in the Void Realm."

"Were they seriously injured?"

"Actually, their injuries were not severe, but one was hurt in the eye and the other in the ear, which greatly affected their ability to fight. So, they were replaced. Then Reonie recommended you, thus, it naturally followed that you became a team member—oh right, this time the social with Trajectory University is led by me. I originally didn’t want you to compete so soon, but this cohort of Sword Skill students is the worst I have seen. I had no choice but to let you, a newcomer who hasn’t even trained for a month, to join and hold up the event."

"Why didn’t you ask me?"

"Because I thought you would definitely agree, so I didn’t bother to ask and then I forgot to tell you."

"But why lead Vanguard?"

Sonia held her forehead and complained, "I enter the Void Realm promptly at 11 p.m. every night, you know that, Professor... The lead Vanguard battle doesn’t even start until midnight at the earliest, completely messing up my plan— not to mention I train in swordsmanship for two hours every evening."

"And if someone hadn’t mentioned it to me, I wouldn’t even have known that I was supposed to attend the social tonight! The whole school knows that I’m going to be in the lead Vanguard battle, everyone except me!"

"Professor, this is making me very—"

Click!

A pair of boots landed on the desk. Professor Trozan, slouched in the cushioned chair, arms crossed over his chest, looked particularly impatient. "Done complaining? Am I not just guilty of forgetting to tell you? Do you really need to nag me about it? Next time, I’ll flood you with ten messages about related notifications on the Veil, alright?"

Although he was abrasive, Sonia knew that the professor was listening.

After half a month of interaction, Sonia had understood Professor Trozan’s character all too well. Although the Sword Skill professor was as bristly and domineering in conversation with everyone as a hedgehog, with a teaching style that amounted to "are you strong or am I strong? I’m stronger so listen to me," it was because she had been immensely talented since childhood and had risen to become a Holy Sanctuary Mage with ease, her genius fully eclipsing her lack of emotional intelligence. She never needed to learn the nuances of social interaction.

To others, dealing with Professor Trozan might seem torturous, but Sonia didn’t feel that way at all. Back in her village, there were plenty of villagers whose EQ was even lower than Professor Trozan’s, with their entire understanding of the world relying on dramas and prenatal education. Sonia had rich experience in dealing with scoundrels.

Or rather, Sonia was very satisfied that Professor Trozan was a genius with low EQ; this was why she could so quickly identify the professor’s character traits, even knowing how to make the professor ’obey.’

Sonia was so forceful this time because she knew Trozan wouldn’t blame her, and it was the only way to ensure the professor would take it seriously—honestly speaking, Trozan was the type of person who wouldn’t remember unless you gave her a good metaphorical slap.

"I get the impression you’re not too keen on participating in the social, even less on leading the Vanguard," Trozan tilted his head. "If you’re really in a hurry to enter the Void Realm, I can change the order and let you fight the Vanguard battle first, get it over with, and hurry back to the school. Even taking you out of the lineup is fine... what do you think?"

"But, even at the height of my craze for the Void Realm, I wasn’t as addicted as you. Missing it for a day or two, are you really going to miss out on something?"

Miss out? Miss the crucial moment when the feelings between Observer and Witch heat up.

Although that was her internal monologue, Sonia also knew that nothing much would happen in one night. If it were possible to make significant progress in just one evening, then it only meant that she as the Village Girl was simply inadequate—she hadn’t managed to counter-manipulate the Observer in half a month, could the Witch succeed in just one night?

Is having a girlfriend with multiple personalities really that great? Isn’t it just like dating a confidante, a darkly witty girl, a bubbly young girl, and a cold-blooded killer at the same time? What’s the big deal?

Okay, perhaps the Witch actually does have quite a few advantages.

After breaking it down, Sonia realized that aside from arriving a bit earlier, she didn’t seem to have much more of a competitive edge.

Even in the Observer’s favored theory of Combat Power, the Witch, capable of cultivating in the Time Faction, had a future that surpassed her own—since the Time Faction automatically grew within the Time Continent, it meant the Witch would always have one more faction she excelled in than herself.

Though her position on the team seemed shaky, Sonia wasn’t too concerned about being left out. Even if Observer made it sound serious, always talking about ’status,’ ’struggle,’ ’survival of the fittest,’ ’wolf spirit,’ ’the capable leads,’ she knew those were all just slogans to urge her to cultivate harder.

Just like how before every quiz, professors at the academy would say, "This quiz will affect your regular grades", to make students feel anxious and thus learn to review proactively.

The half-month advantage wasn’t fake; Sonia had already vaguely grasped the Observer’s character. This legendary figure who seemed to have awakened was actually a very delicate person, hiding undercurrents in absurd jests and wrapping goodwill in silent actions.

Had the Observer not taken the initiative, Sonia would never have discussed her personality disorder in battle with the Witch, and even if they talked, she would wait for it to happen a few more times, waiting until their relationship had further developed. However, the Observer seemed too impatient, seeking immediate resolution upon noticing issues as if holding it in would affect his ability to pee. freeweɓnovel-cøm

She didn’t know whether it stemmed from a sense of responsibility, concern for the team, or simply goodwill.

Such a delicate person would take much longer to accept someone than an average person. Moreover, Sonia felt that even now, she hadn’t been truly accepted by the Observer. Even though he had said she was the pillar of his life, occasionally, when he looked at her, there was an indescribable sense of distance in his eyes.

It was like... he was looking at something unreachable.

This sense of distance was deeply hidden, perhaps because they were not in the same domain; the physical space created emotional distance.

Sonia, unable to break through this barrier herself, didn’t think the Witch could manage it either.

And, if the Observer was really just lustful and hasty, choosing operators just to pick consorts, why was Sonia still unscathed? Could it be because the Observer couldn’t beat her?

Sonia could come up with ten thousand reasons to prove that there was nothing wrong with the Observer and the Witch exploring the Void Realm alone.

But she just couldn’t convince herself.

Sometimes rationality wasn’t useful, as emotional thoughts occupied every inch of her mind, and the army of reason was defeated and fled.

Just the thought of the Observer and the Witch exploring the Void Realm without her caused Sonia to feel a pain so intense it was as if she was being torn apart.

She couldn’t know what they would do or say in the Void Realm. Would they speak ill of her? Would the Observer share his past? Maybe they would encounter adventures in the Void Realm, like the Miracle Park, the Magic Hall, or even the Fate Q&A...

Those treatments that once belonged solely to her, the attention that only she once received, the exclusivity she once possessed—were being handed over to someone else bit by bit.

If she hadn’t refused the top position in combat or turned down the mixer, then the Observer and the Witch would have their own unique memories, exclusive experiences, and secrets shared with a smile.

She detested this feeling of loss of control and was afraid of being left out.

She knew her suspicions were illogical and indulging in these emotions was meaningless, but she just couldn’t control herself.

Sonia Sevi was just that incapable village girl, unable to pick up, let go, hold onto, or keep anything.

All the reasons in the world could not outweigh an instant of heartbeat.

"So what do you mean?"

Professor Trozan asked, "So are you switching the battle order, or are you flat out cancelling the mixer? Well, I can understand prioritizing Void Realm adventures over real-life activities..."

"No."

Sonia’s answer surprised both the professor and herself.

The village girl stared intently at the professor, fists clenched tightly, rigidly shaking her head: "Let’s stick to the professor’s arrangement. I’ll take responsibility for the final top position battle, and I’ll also attend the university mixer to the end."

"The Void Realm should yield to reality."

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