Mage Manual-Chapter 593 - 480: Could it be that the Observer is just a pushover who fears the strong?

Chapter 593: Chapter 480: Could it be that the Observer is just a pushover who fears the strong?

"So, you can’t tell me what you’re going to do, nor can you give me a clear assurance."

Sonia kicked a stone at her feet, her gaze following its trajectory until it vanished into the rain curtain, "So you want me to pray to the Divine Lord for you? But I don’t usually believe in gods..."

"I’m not hoping you can help me with anything..."

"Then what do you mean, do you want to see me worry about you until my heart breaks? I can do that."

Sonia’s eyes suddenly brimmed with tears, and she rushed over to hug Ash, burying her head in his shoulder with a sobbing tone, "Don’t go! Don’t leave me, I can’t be without you, we must stay together forever—do you like this?"

Sonia pushed him away, speaking calmly, "Suddenly you tell me that you’re going to engage in a very dangerous operation within five days, suddenly you say you might die, suddenly you say... You’re so domineering, Captain. You never give me a choice. All I can do is obediently heed your orders. You can tame my emotions at will, and I can only watch your life like a bystander."

"I didn’t want to keep it from you, but I’m literally unable to say it because of the Contract." Ash explained helplessly, "Haven’t I been sharing my real life with you during this time? Do you think I wanted to hide it from you? I can’t reveal any—"

"Right, strangers." Sonia, with her arms crossed and gaze averted, said, "I am a stranger."

This can’t be happening... Were the feathers I smoothed out last night about to be ruffled again?

At that moment, Ash couldn’t help but feel a bit resentful towards the slave owner, Hanna. If it weren’t for her Contract with so many restrictions, he wouldn’t have had to be so enigmatic in front of the Sword Maiden. He wished he could return to reality and take his revenge on the source of all this evil.

But when he thought of Hanna facing his revenge, she might only respond with a pitiful, teasing demeanor that was half-rejection, half-acceptance, never showing the slightest fear of him. Despite his helplessness, Ash couldn’t deny the stir he felt.

The Cult Leader cleared his mind of distractions, reaching out to take the Sword Maiden’s arm, "You know that’s not what I mean—"

"In many of the movies and dramas I’ve seen," Sonia suddenly said, "many protagonists, even when facing dangerous tasks, would conceal their perilous fate from the female lead. Instead, they would paint a beautiful future to keep her at ease, adding a lot of tragic colors to the plot."

"I used to wonder why screenwriters always liked to use such clichéd storylines. Now I see, clichés have their merits." Sonia glanced at Ash’s hand, "If it weren’t for clichés, it would make the protagonist seem too powerless."

"But I also told you when I was planning to launch a plot from the prison, didn’t I?" Ash said puzzled, "What’s the difference between then and now?"

"It’s different. The strength is different, the process is different."

The Village Girl paused, "The mood is also different."

"And did you pull me aside just to tell me this?" She suddenly remembered something, a look of confusion appearing on her face, "This matter didn’t need to be kept from the Witch, right? Unless..."

Her gaze intent, eyebrows arched, a hopeful gleam flickering in her eye, she fixed him with a look, "Do you have something more important to tell me?"

However, Ash shook his head, "This matter must be kept from the Witch, and I can only tell you in advance."

Sonia was slightly startled, then quickly grasped something.

"I’m also not sure if I have any legacy to speak of, and I don’t know how to bestow it to you," Ash said, "But right now, our Bonds Level is the highest. If I really do have a legacy from the Void Realm, it should all go to you, like that sports car, not to mention those miscellaneous functions..."

Sonia watched him quietly for a moment before suddenly saying, "When you broke out of jail, you didn’t make these preparations."

"Although breaking out of jail was very dangerous, I was well-prepared at the time. More importantly, the Kingdom of Blood Moon isn’t quick to murder; even if the breakout failed, I would most likely end up as a regular guest for the Blood Moon Judgement, maybe scraping by for a few more days." Ash said, "But this time, I might not get such leniency, and..."

He paused, "Indeed, the mood is really different."

"Is it that dangerous?"

Ash blinked and then suddenly shook his head with a laugh, "No, although I’ve just described it as if death is certain, in reality, as long as everything goes smoothly, there’s no danger at all. It’s like how driving is dangerous, but you won’t have an accident if you do it right... Sigh, I just wanted to see if you would worry about me. I didn’t expect you to beat me so completely. You’re not gentle or considerate at all."

"Then go find a gentle and considerate woman. You must have some in reality, right?" Sonia glared at him coldly, "Maybe one is even lying in bed right now waiting for you to grace her with your presence."

"Alright, alright, we should head back to explore now. The Witch is probably getting impatient, and the White Bull seems to have wandered off too."

Ash had just thought of returning when he saw the Sword Maiden suddenly throw herself into his arms, and then he felt a heavy punch in his stomach. ’Have I finally achieved the feat of being stabbed to death by the Sword Maiden?’ Ash thought.

But nothing happened; he was simply thumped with her little fist.

"Before I met you, I always wore a mask," Sonia whispered in his ear, "I can tell whether you’re wearing a mask when you speak, even with ears covered."

Sonia shoved him away, her eyes filled with contempt, "Don’t put on a show in front of me. All this nonchalance you’re professing, isn’t it just a cover for the fear inside? Your acting is so poor it can be seen through at a glance. Don’t you still want me to know? What, do you really think I would just take you into my arms to comfort you, care for you, and alleviate the pressure in your heart?"

Ash, whose heart was already crammed with pressure and who had braced himself to come clean to the Sword Maiden, couldn’t help but become irritated in the face of such questioning. Coupled with a bit of shame from having his thoughts exposed, his tone naturally became sarcastic, "You don’t like it when I calmly explain the situation, and you’re not satisfied when I make light of my crisis with a laugh. What do you want me to do then? Do you want me to cuddle up to you and act coy? Do you want me to take you in my arms in search of warmth?"

Sonia sneered, "What do you hope for me to do? Do you want to sleep with your head on my lap while I sing a song into your ear?"

Ash gnashed his teeth, "And what do you want from me? Do you want me to spend these days hand in hand, all clingy with you?"

"Do you hope I’m like someone with love on the brain, only having eyes for you?"

"Do you want me to escape daily into reality and rely on you to survive?"

"Do you hope I’ll change into an outfit that’s cuter and sexier to comfort you?"

"Do you want me to seize every opportunity to ki—"

Because he had mentioned a taboo word that absolutely couldn’t be spoken aloud, the arguing ceased abruptly. Sonia, with her face flushed in anger, furiously stomped on Ash’s boot, "Drop dead!"

After saying this, she stormed off, only to return quickly and crush Ash’s other foot with a stomp, "Hurry up and die, I’m waiting to inherit your estate, hmph!"

Thud!

Diya, seeing the Sword Maiden return with a face full of rage, had to somewhat put down her "fantasies of Ash and Hanna in bed"—the Black Butler and White Bull had just been playing the roles of Ash and Hanna in various intimate scenarios in her mind, all without exception resulting in a harmonious blending, leaving everyone unhappy. Only the Black Butler, though unhappy, wore an expression filled with anticipation and pleasure, tirelessly imagining the close dialogues between Ash and Hanna.

"Why did you two argue?"

"Don’t ask me, ask him!" Sonia pouted, angrily sitting in the back seat, and when Ash came back, she just turned her head to look at the golden rain outside in reverse.

Ash silently took his seat in the front, opened the Void Realm Map, and began his exploration.

In such an oppressive and tense atmosphere, Diya didn’t dare speak carelessly, instead, she sat in the car more composedly and quietly than ever.

After a while, Sonia suddenly turned her head and said to her, "I told you last night, in my upcoming Meteor Disaster opponents, there’s a Holy Sanctuary Mage, right?"

"Yeah, yeah." Diya nodded, "And he uses swordsmanship just like you."

"If I can keep winning all the way, I’ll face him in the final," Sonia continued, "But he’s not just a Holy Sanctuary Mage; he’s also a formidable Sword Saint. I have no chance at all."

"Yeah." Diya thought she should offer some comfort to the Sword Maiden, so she said, "There’s nothing you can do, the gap in strength is too great. Even if you lose, it will still be an honorable defeat. You’re already incredible—"

"But I want to win the Meteor Disaster," Sonia said, "I don’t want to lose."

Diya was taken aback, "But he’s a Holy Sanctuary Mage...It won’t be easy for the Sword Maiden to breakthrough to the level of the Holy Domain in swordsmanship in a short time, will it?"

"That’s why."

Sonia suddenly grabbed Ash’s collar and said earnestly while he looked bewildered, "There’s not much time left until the final. I must become a Holy Sanctuary Mage as soon as possible!"

"Do you understand, Observer?" she glared at Ash fiercely, "Go find the Seven-colored Tail and make me a Holy Sanctuary Mage, now!"

The Witch sisters looked bewildered at the Sword Maiden, who suddenly burst out, utterly shocked in their hearts.

The Sword Maiden is so bold!

How dare she command the Observer like this!

Is this not a rebellion? This must be a rebellion, right!?

What do we do, what if the Observer and the Sword Maiden start fighting and I have no snacks while watching!

Just as the Witch sisters were considering whether to find a Fish-Slicing Dragon to snack on, they heard the Observer reply amiably:

"Okay."

Diya blinked, and amid her shock, she seemed to have stumbled upon some secret—could it be that the Observer was simply a pushover?

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