Mage Manual-Chapter 247 - 213 Give an Inch Take a Mile
Chapter 247: Chapter 213: Give an Inch, Take a Mile
Chapter 247: Chapter 213: Give an Inch, Take a Mile
“Actually, there’s no need for us to use a vehicle on land, is there? We’re not in the sea; wouldn’t it be better to get out and walk to deal with emergencies?”
When the sports car started buzzing, Sonia suddenly felt that the car was perhaps superfluous.
At the Sea of Knowledge, a small boat was indeed essential because swimming was just too much of a hassle, and they were not aquatic animals. They didn’t get any bonuses by being in the ocean, and soaking in the sea would only benefit the Observers; but in Time Continent, it was the other way around. They were land creatures, and most battles required them to stand on their feet on the ground, so a car would actually hinder their ability to charge immediately.
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“Did you also have a vehicle in the Sea of Knowledge?” Diya caught a hint of something.
“Yes, a small boat,” Sonia complained, “A very small boat that could barely fit two people, and any large movement might tip it over. Luckily, it was controlled by an Observer, so no need to row…”
“How lovely, I wish I could have ridden in a boat in the Sea of Knowledge,” Diya said melancholically, “It would have been nice to meet an Observer sooner, but I guess it’s not too late now.”
Sonia tugged at the corners of her mouth, “Yeah, I too am grateful that I was chosen by an Observer—”
“Hey, the person in question is still here,” Ash’s gaze shifted from the Void Realm Map, “Sword Maiden, you clearly disliked me at first and often complained to me, asking if you could reduce the intensity of your training!”
“You’re remembering it wrong!” the red-haired Sword Maiden exclaimed loudly, “I am a genius female swordsman. Training is as natural to me as breathing. I get itchy if I don’t train for a day. How could I possibly have complained?”
“Sword Maiden, are you cultivating the ways of the Fate Faction? You so effortlessly rewrote past history. Impressive.”
“So, the Observer arranges your training? That’s nice,” Diya sighed, “He insists on arranging entertainment for me, and I can’t even study if I want to. Although I understand the Observer’s intentions are good, this is a bit too dictatorial…”
Sonia instantly turned her head and glared at Ash, silent, her face screaming ‘Why does she get special treatment?’, with an expression as frightful as the sky before a storm.
Ash felt like he was being watched by a Titan Executioner and couldn’t help but explain reluctantly, “The Witch is in a special status, her training efficiency has dropped by 75%, and I recently obtained a new artifact that allows one to gain some training effect even while entertaining, and it can avoid negative statuses…”
“Then why don’t I have that—”
“Didn’t you say you are a genius female swordsman, that training was as natural to you as breathing, and you get itchy if you don’t train for a day? The best outcome of entertainment is only equivalent to the worst result of training, you don’t have negative statuses like the Witch, so training is the most cost-effective option for you.”
“Woo—” Sonia realized that she had just dug a hole for herself. She would have directly reneged on the spot in the past, accusing the Observer of yelling at her if he tried to reason.
However, with the Witch right beside her, she wanted to maintain her image as an excellent senior, unable to act spoiled or petulant.
But she was even less willing to let only the Witch receive privileged treatment.
So she looked pitifully at Ash, pouting so much she could hang a teapot on it, her eyes almost turning into vertical slits. Ash clicked his tongue, “This week’s schedule is already set, I’ll arrange an entertainment activity for you next week and see how it goes.”
A flash of triumph crossed Sonia’s eyes but was quickly replaced by disdain as she turned away, “Hmph, I’ve thought about it, and training is more suitable for me. But there’s nothing I can do if you insist on disturbing my tight training schedule. Who asked you to be an Observer.”
Frustrated, Ash kicked her chair.
Bang!
Suddenly, a loud noise rang out, and the sports car cut down two large trees in front, arrogantly crossing onto the grass path ahead, continuing to buzz forward. The impact didn’t affect the car, and Ash and the others felt like they had only hit tofu, although the car became significantly more transparent. Clearly, this type of collision was not something that could be done frequently.
“Hmm, it turns out there is a reason to ride in a car,” Diya suddenly said, “It’s different from walking in Time Continent. Sitting in the car not only allows me to absorb the Magic Power from the Golden Rain but also almost doesn’t consume any soul energy at all.”
Sonia asked, “Does walking consume energy?”
“The consumption is about the same as you swimming in the Sea of Knowledge,” Diya pointed to the weeds on the ground, “There are no roads in Time Continent, weeds and bushes grow everywhere, and there are mudflats, waterweeds, mountains, forests, all kinds of terrains, and every step takes a lot of effort. I can’t speak for others, but during my month exploring Time Continent, I spent almost half my soul energy just on walking.”
Ash and Sonia suddenly understood—with the sports car as a means of transportation, they barely had any loss in walking. Although absorbing Magic Power also consumes soul energy, their exploration efficiency every night would still be at least 50% stronger than that of an ordinary Mage.
Moreover, it was not just about exploration efficiency. Other Mages were like commuters living far from their companies, having to spend 2 hours on commuting every day; while Ash and his companions were like natives living near the company, gaining an extra 2 hours of free time every day. Even if not for work, the mere avoidance of wasting energy was great!
“Observer, you know which direction we should move in, right?” Diya asked.
“Yes,” Ash looked up towards a slowly moving pillar of light at the edge of the sky, “We have to maintain the pace of chasing the White Bull, right?”
“Correct, we should currently be in the front area of the White Bull. As long as we keep moving, we won’t have to worry about falling into the Static Domain.” Diya tilted her head and looked at Ash, “Observer, do you know what I’m thinking?”
Ash scratched his head, “How would I know what you’re thinking?”
So in the Void Realm, the Observer can’t hear my heart’s voice… Diya revealed a warm smile, “This is the first time I feel at ease in the Void Realm. I’m thinking, it’s so nice to explore the Void Realm with the Observer. Thank you for the invitation.”
Sonia felt like she was grinding her teeth to pieces.
Damn it…this witch is really skilled!
Why am I being so dull? I’m a skilled Female Mage myself, always able to make men fall for me with just three sentences, but now…
And the Observer just got a sports car…
It’s just…
Sonia felt something was off.
Although from the beginning, the Observer treated her with a teasing attitude, forcing her to train, to fight, to perform the summoning Technique Spirit ritual, the results were always greatly beneficial to her, with almost no loss on her part.
A month ago, she was just a poor female college student with some fame in the Water Magic Department, but now she had become the top prodigy of Sword Flower Academy, a Sword Saint seed known throughout Jiale City, an opponent that Truth University had to seriously prepare for… And all these changes stemmed from her extracting the sword from the Observer’s chest in her dream.
Although the Observer kept saying they had a sacred bond and that he would benefit if she became stronger, Sonia felt there might be some truth in his words after experiencing the wonders of the Mage world. Her gaining strength could really bring great benefits to the Observer, but that didn’t mean she could accept this gift with peace of mind.
She clearly knew whom to thank, but the Observer’s teasing attitude made it hard for her to express her gratitude. Over time, she took it for granted and even felt entitled.
Perhaps this feeling of gratitude would only show at a critical moment, like in a life-or-death situation. Sonia couldn’t guarantee she would risk her life for the Observer, but she could at least ensure a hesitation for a second or two before running.
But just like loudly announcing one’s contribution, gratitude should also be expressed loudly. That’s how people would know she’s a kind and grateful person… She knew this principle well and adhered to it with everyone else. Why did she forget it with the Observer?
She always managed to be kind to those she didn’t care about, so why did she show her most unreasonable and willful side in front of the Observer?
If it wasn’t for the witch’s appearance, Sonia might never have realized this problem. Bonds, like a sword’s blade, are initially sharp, resilient, and invincible. But without careful maintenance, the blade will rust, becoming fragile and eventually shattering under perhaps not even a strong impact.
At this moment, she suddenly recalled a question she encountered in the Fate Q&A: “What is the fundamental reason for the rift between the Sword Maiden and the Observer?”
Sonia let out a soft breath and turned to look at Ash, “Observer.”
“Hm?”
“Thank you for the Pure Spirit Light special drink,” Sonia said sincerely, “If not for the Potion you gave me, I wouldn’t have healed my soul so quickly, and I wouldn’t have been able to explore the Void Realm with you tonight… Thank you.”
A potion that heals soul injuries? Diya’s eyes shone with curiosity.
The cult leader focused on the red-haired Sword Maiden, then kicked her chair.
“What are you doing!” Sonia nearly raised her sword in anger, “I thank you, and you kick me?”
“It’s precisely because you thanked me that I kicked you,” Ash explained, “I wasn’t kind to you for your thanks. Your becoming stronger is the best reward for me.”
“And if you thank me so formally, then do I have to thank you when you fight the hardest in the Void Realm? Do I have to thank you when you protect me? Do I have to thank you for your excellent plays?”
Ash looked at the Void Realm Map and muttered, “Besides, what’s the use of such cost-free verbal thanks? It’s troublesome; we’re not strangers.”
Sonia stared blankly at him for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, “Then from now on, I’ll accept your gifts without any guilt!”
“Don’t accept it too guiltlessly; remember to exert more effort in training,” Ash turned to Diya, “Witch, you’re the same. There’s no need to thank me like this. Everything I do is for a future return; I’m not some great benefactor.”
“But my thanks come from the heart,” the White Queen stretched lazily and smiled, “What’s everyday for you is a miracle for me. Apart from saying thanks, I don’t know how to convey my gratitude.”
“Hmm, Witch, you have a point,” Ash pondered, “If you really must thank me… then you can…”
“Can?”
“You can…” Ash looked to the side at the cascading Golden Rain, pretending to speak nonchalantly, “…hold me and praise me a few words. I don’t mind if you insist on kissing me; after all, a thank you should come with some substantial benefit, right?”
The two blinked, then the red-haired Sword Maiden glared coldly at the White Witch; the White Queen shook her head slightly, and the Sword Maiden nodded in agreement.
Without words, they understood each other through a look—absolutely not to indulge the Observer’s desires; a few verbal praises were the most they would do, avoiding diving into the vortex of competitive internal struggle!
Today he dares to ask for hugs and kisses; who knows what he would demand tomorrow!
This trend must not be allowed to continue!
