Sorcerer Manual - Chapter 40

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After bidding farewell to Ingrit, Sonia went to the Pavilion of Meditation and asked in her mind, [Did you just say that I can use the Rapid Flow Spell Spirit?]

“Yes.” The Observer walked side by side with her. “Don’t you have some foundation in the School of Water Sorcery? I remember that the core spirits of a swordplay miracle is Wave Sword and Rapid Flow.”

[You know the formula of that miracle!?]

Sonia was instantly excited. If she could master a swordplay miracle, not only would she be recognized by Professor Trozan, she would also be qualified to participate in the Galaxy High School Tournament. She would be able to use her own strength to open the door to the upper class—

“I don’t know.”

[…]

“But since you have these two spell spirits, you can invent this miracle yourself,” the Observer said in a relaxed tone. “Isn’t the amazing thing about sorcerers the fact that they can form an unbelievably brilliant miracle from any combination of multiple spell spirits?”

[I’ve also asked Professor Trozan, but even he would have to spend several months to create a water sword miracle based on the Wave Sword and Rapid Flow…]

“How can he compare to you? You are the Sword Maiden I found.”

Sonia curled her lips. She was not a three-year-old child, and she would never believe such a cheap compliment. If you really think so highly of me, tell me the miracle technique directly!

I will remember your great kindness. When I become successful, will I not repay you?

If you die before my rise to success, I will definitely prepare a grand funeral for you!

Her eyes flicked about and she tried her best to control her emotional fluctuations. Then she continued to ask, “So, Observer, you took the Substitution Spell Spirit because you wanted to give me the Rapid Flow Spell Spirit? You’re so nice to me…”

The Observer shuddered and took a step to the side. He seemed somewhat shocked and bewildered, his dim face fixed on Sonia.

Sonia maintained her sweet smile and tried her best to control her thoughts, trying not to let the Observer hear her true thoughts.

“…All right, stop probing. I took the Substitution Spell Spirit because I need it.”

[You need a one-winged spell spirit at your level?]

“First of all, there are no weak spell spirits, only weak sorcerers. This should be the principle that must be taught in every textbook for sorcerers.”

The Observer said, “Secondly, I’m only a weakling now. I’m even weaker than you, and I’m also in danger. My intrinsic body is locked up in prison. Not only am I very weak, I also lost a lot of my memories while I was returning to consciousness, so I have to understand the general knowledge of sorcerers through you.”

He was very weak now… In other words, he used to be very strong?

Losing his memories… could it be that he was struck by a miracle that erased memories?

No wonder he asked so many idiotic questions. He was really an idiot.

However, even Sonia, who rarely read fantasy literature, instantly thought of plots such as “the return of the powerful”, “the fall of the legendary sorcerer”, and “the revival of the great existence”. She could not help but feel excited—

Wasn’t this the potential stock that she had been looking for all along!?

Even though his current situation wasn’t great, as long as he was given time to grow, he would definitely be able to become a peerlessly strong and towering figure, become the ruler of a power, and enjoy wealth and glory!

There was chance to consider for ordinary potential stocks, whereas the Observer was returning to the peak. As long as there was enough time, there was an almost 100% rate of success!

Sonia had always disliked Felix because she was hoping that she could find someone with potential. After all, it was not easy to take advantage of nobles. Even if a noble young master like Felix was a fool, his parents were not fools. If she wanted to rely on the power of the nobles, she would definitely lose a huge chunk of flesh. If she did not give birth to a child, she would not be able to escape.

If she could find someone with potential to marry, then Sonia would not only be able to enjoy wealth, but she would also be able to maintain her autonomy. She wouldn’t have no say in her family.

Although the Observer was her superior, the rationale to finding a marriage partner and finding a superior was the same.

Compared to joining a large organization in the future and becoming a screw in the framework, it’s better to be a founder who started the business together with a superior with potential!

[Observer, are you in any danger? Do you need my help? Feel free to ask! I will do my utmost to protect you, Observer!]

“…When we explore the Illusory Realm later, if you encounter a spell spirit necessary for the Slay Self miracle, let me have it.”

[Slay Self miracle?]

“Oh yeah, I haven’t told you yet. I’m in a certain prison right now, and I need to use the Slay Self to get away.”

When the Observer described the Slay Self miracle to her in detail, Sonia was dumbfounded. If she remembered correctly, this was a miracle that had yet to be registered in the “Astra Catalog of Miracles”!

A miracle that had never appeared in the Astra Nation!

Furthermore, it was extremely practical swordplay miracle and could be used by Silver Sorcerers to treat themselves!

Sonia could not sell this miracle—she could not tell the source of the miracle at all, nor did she have the conditions to create the miracle (she could not even gather all the spell spirits), so once she tried to sell it, it would only be deemed as stealing other people’s patents by the Association of Sorcerers. However, if she could sell the formula of this miracle, the money would be enough for Sonia to directly become a rich woman in Galaxy!

That was why Sonia was an ordinary citizen. When the Observer unearthed her swordplay talent and took her on adventures in the Illusory Realm, she only felt “gratitude”.

However, when the Observer gave her a miracle formula, which she could neither use at the moment nor sell, Sonia was overjoyed because the latter was more valuable in the Astra Nation.

This was what they meant by saying promises of the future are no match for salary in the present, and spiritual satisfaction cannot replace material satisfaction.

[Is-is this a swordplay miracle you invented?]

“No.”

The Observer glanced at Sonia.

“This is a swordplay miracle that I stole from an enemy.”

Sonia blinked. [Will I be in trouble if I use this miracle?]

“You can rest assured. That enemy of mine will never appear before you.”

He paused. “Never.”

Which means the patent inventor is dead?

Sonia was thrilled. She thought that once she fully spread her Silver Wing and found the few spell spirits for the Slay Self miracle, wouldn’t she be able to take this miracle for herself and sell it? Surely a big shot like the Observer wouldn’t care about such small benefits, right?

[All right, I’ll do my best in the Illusory Realm exploration and help you find all the spell spirits for the Slay Self miracle. By the way, I actually have something to discuss with you…]

“Tell me after we enter the Illusory Realm first.” The Observer stepped into the Pavilion of Meditation. “There’s plenty of time in the Illusory Realm. You can discuss anything you want. By the way, don’t you hate that I could hear your thoughts? I’ve decided to consider your wishes.”

Sonia was overjoyed. [You are going to cancel the surveillance on my thoughts?]

“No, I’ve decided to stop looking for you usually.” The Observer shrugged. “In the future, you don’t have to shout ‘Observer’ in your mind before you go to the toilet or shower. I’m not toilet paper or a towel.”

[How did you know that I would call you in my mind before going to the toilet and showering?]

“That’s not important!”

The Observer waved his hand. “If you have any matters in the future, just tell me when we are in the Illusory Realm. I will no longer appear in your normal life.”

[If… if you don’t listen to my thoughts, I’ll still welcome you. Even if you insist on listening to my thoughts, I think I’m getting used to it…]

Sonia stammered her response, and she was obviously a bit hesitant. There was no doubt that she hated it when the Observer invaded her privacy, but it was also because of this that she could reveal her true nature in front of the Observer. There was no need for her to wear a mask.

This was why Sonia was so happy when she suspected that the Observer was a shadow of her psyche.

Wasn’t a being who knew everything about you but could not influence your social relations the most ideal confidant?

“You make it sound like your daily life is exciting and I insisted on watching it.” The Observer crossed his arms. “I have things to do too. I don’t have time to watch the campus love drama of university students every day.”

“In short, the several hours in the Illusory Realm is our time to communicate. I won’t disturb you during the rest of the time. I won’t appear even if you call for me.”

[What if I am looking for you for a really urgent matter?]

“Then it’d be useless for you to look for me.” The Observer spread his hands. “I am only an illusion that has descended beside you. I can’t even lift a single strand of hair. I can’t provide you with any substantial help. If you seek me out, I can do nothing aside from mocking you.”

[Mocking is fine.] Sonia insisted. [But will you appear when I call you?]

“It’s a difficult request to reject. But I’m curious. Do you need me so much because I’m filling for the missing paternal love in your childhood?”

[Do you want me to call you Daddy Observer then?]

“Save it. Just call me Observer,” the Observer backed away, “or I’ll have nightmares.”

As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the independent meditation room. Sonia sat down cross-legged and glanced at the Observer beside her. She took out her Wave Sword Spell Spirit, searched for the Gate of Truth, and entered the Illusory Realm.

As he watched Sonia close her eyes and establish a connection between her consciousness and the distant Illusory Realm, the Observer suddenly let out a sigh.

How terrifying…

It had only been two days, but she had already found a way to hide her true thoughts. She could even deceive me in her heart…

As expected of the witch who carried the title of “Deadly Berserker”…

Such gift, such talent—was it good or bad to let her discover her potential ahead of time?…

However, that is no longer my concern.

The Observer shrugged and disappeared from the meditation room..