Sorcerer's Handbook-Chapter 655: The Curse of Celestium
“More tulips again?”
In the office, Trozan noticed Sonya entering with a bouquet of tulips and reached out to take them. Sonya smiled, “Your students asked me to pass these on to you.”
“It’s quite remarkable. For years, no student has sent me tulips, but ever since you made an appearance during the Meteor Trial, someone has been sending flowers to me through you every few days.” As a sword saint, Trozan preferred to speak plainly with a touch of sarcasm, much like her mastery of ‘The Invisible Hand’s Secret Blade.’
“Oh, Sister Trozan~” Sonya hugged Trozan from behind, playfully whining, “Can’t I be the one sending them to you as your student?”
Trozan had been researching a new swordsmanship miracle this year, which conveniently required petals as material. Sonya, during her studies with Trozan months ago, noticed that Trozan changed her tulips every few days, thus learning her professor’s favorite flower.
When Adelle tried to trade Sonya’s preferences for some pocket money, Sonya claimed she liked tulips and then passed them on to Trozan. This way, the flower senders didn’t lose face, Trozan got what she liked, and no one was hurt in this little world Sonya created.
Trozan was aware of this but didn’t refuse; she genuinely liked tulips. Perhaps because of the stark contrast between her appearance and personality, only Sonya knew this little secret.
As for the village girl herself, Sonya’s fondness for flowers was clearly a city-dweller’s indulgence. She had grown tired of the vibrant blooms she saw every spring in the woods outside her town. Unless the Observer could conjure a bouquet from the Virtual Realm, she felt indifferent towards them.
Trozan, unable to resist Sonya’s antics, changed the subject, “Do you know where I was called to this morning?”
Sonya sat down, intrigued, “Where did you go?”
Trozan wasn’t the type of professor who exploited her students. This was the first time she had asked Sonya to cover a class, indicating an urgent matter. From her tone, it seemed like an arrangement from higher up.
“Kilian was seriously injured,” Trozan said with a hint of schadenfreude in her voice. “The Church convened a Stars healing array for him, and I was summoned to supply spellforce. If you weren’t just a sword peerage, you would have been called too.”
Sonya hesitated for a moment before finally recalling the name from her memory: “The principal of Truth College, honorary advisor of Griffin Squad, lifelong honorary sorcerer of Astral Hall, Viscount of Callia, Alchemist King Kilian Morgan?”
“Do you always list a string of titles before saying someone’s name? Swordflower College sophomore, Meteor Trial champion, most-voted campus goddess at this year’s Masquerade Ball, stretching paw sword saint Sonya Therave?” Trozan mocked.
Sonya couldn’t help but be surprised. The Alchemist King was the most renowned sorcerer of the past century, his life story a true legend. In her remote hometown, the villagers knew of only two famous figures: Delarose and the Alchemist King Kilian!
The Alchemist King’s legendary tales are endless, and his spellcasting sect is a testament to his prowess. Although his primary focus was the Alchemic Sect, known for creation rather than combat, in his hands, it became a formidable weapon. His iconic Miracle, “Transmute Stone to Gold,” is both revered and feared. With this technique, he once sealed a five-layer Abyss, turning all monsters and even the ground into gold. To this day, people still find remnants of his Miracle in the Abyss.
As for Trozan’s disdain towards Kilian, it’s not due to any personal grudge; it’s simply her nature to be a sharp-tongued cynic, reveling in schadenfreude without bothering with emotional intelligence. Even if she offends a legendary sorcerer, what can they do? Beat her up? They can’t, so why should she care?
Don’t be fooled by her friendliness towards Sonya. If Sonya hadn’t become a sanctuary sorcerer, matching her in power, Trozan wouldn’t have allowed her into her personal space, treating her merely as a disciple. It’s precisely because Sonya is now a sanctuary sorcerer that Trozan willingly shares gossip about legendary sorcerers.
The village girl doesn’t find Professor Sister’s personality problematic. Everyone has their flaws, and Trozan’s sharp tongue, which doesn’t negatively impact society, is quite tolerable. In fact, she finds it easy to get along with straightforward and pure-hearted “bad girls” like Trozan, Lois, and Adelle.
“How did he get injured?” Sonya asked curiously. “Not to mention the Sanctuary, I’ve read in the ‘Sorcerer Gazette’ that his vitality and defense rank among the top five in all Star sorcerers!”
“The editor of the Sorcerer Gazette is merely a golden sorcerer, which should tell you how unreliable that paper is,” Trozan replied. “However, Kilian’s Defensive Miracle, ‘Dark Gold Giant,’ indeed ranks in the top five among the Stars, capable of withstanding legendary assaults… if they’re only at the legendary level.”
Sonya was taken aback. “Could it be at the demigod level?”
“It’s at the Divine Sovereign level!” Trozan chuckled. “When he was only 50 meters from the summit of Ruby Mountain, he was corroded by a curse flowing from the Wishflux Celestium, with most of his soul dissolved, leaving only his eyelids able to move upon returning to reality!”
50 meters!
Sonya was stunned. They had just broken through the 50th level in the Virtual Realm yesterday, yet the Divine Lord Inheritance at Ruby Mountain was already in the final 50-meter sprint?
But another term caught her attention even more.
“A curse from the Wishflux Celestium?”
Trozan placed the tulips in a vase and said, “Every Celestium has its own curse. The longer a Celestium exists, the stronger and more varied the curses it endures. Kilian’s curse is said to be a mere fragment of the ‘Bloodfly Seethe,’ yet it’s enough to leave him in agony, with recovery taking years-legendary sorcerers’ souls are notoriously difficult to heal.”
“A curse?” Sonya was bewildered. “Why would a Celestium have curses?”
“This relates to the very nature of Celestium,” Trozan explained. “Simply put, Divine Sovereigns must steal something from the Virtual Realm to sustain the Celestium’s existence.”
“But when the Virtual Realm gets robbed, it’s obviously not pleased, so it curses those thieves unless they return what they stole.”
Divine Sovereigns, Celestiums, Virtual Realms, thieves?
Moreover, this mechanism of stealing from the Virtual Realm and thus being cursed by it gave Sonya a strong sense of déjà vu.
“Why would a Celestium-“
“My dear student,” Trozan interrupted her, “have you forgotten that your professor is also just a humble and ignorant sanctuary sorcerer?”
“I’m a sanctuary sorcerer too, but compared to Sister Trozan, I feel like a complete illiterate!” Sonya shook Trozan’s arm pitifully. “Tell me, please~”
“I don’t know much more, so I can’t tell you, you little genius who uses humility to annoy others.” Trozan poked Sonya’s forehead.
“But how do you know these things?”
“Because this world has more than just you having adventures.” Trozan said casually, “Don’t underestimate any sanctuary sorcerer; every Sanctuary Legend has had their time as the protagonist.”
Sonya asked, “You seem quite familiar with ‘Bloodfly Seethe’?”
“I just happen to know a bit,” Trozan replied. “I encountered a Blood Moon sorcerer in the Distant Sky Domain who attacked me with a simplified version of this curse. While attacking, he claimed that this miracle originated from the Blood Moon Sovereign’s divine intervention, ‘Bloodfly Seethe,’ which could rapidly devour the soul and continue to grow… After he finished talking, I simply sliced off his head with a sword.”
Sonya found it odd, “Why would the Blood Moon Sovereign’s divine intervention turn into a Celestium curse?”
“Now we’re entering the realm of speculation without any evidence,” Trozan explained. “If we say sorcerers are the most powerful beings, and Divine Sovereigns are the most powerful sorcerers, then the divine interventions they unleash…”
“Aren’t they just the most terrifying curses the Virtual Realm can find?”
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