Chapter 116: I Almost Really Became a Swordswoman

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Chapter 116: I Almost Really Became a Swordswoman

Swordflower College, Training Hall

When Sonya stopped, time seemed to freeze in the entire training hall.

The apprentices looked at this genius swordswoman in astonishment, glancing down at the time on their bracelets to confirm it was only 9pm.

She had only been training for an hour, so why did she stop?

Although she had only been training in the hall for two weeks so far, Queen Therave had undoubtedly become the most dazzling sight in the eyes of the sword apprentices the unshakable two hours of evening training, with no breaks, full concentration, perfect form. Just watching her train dripping with sweat was a visual treat.

Not to mention Queen Theraves profound swordsmanship skills. Many apprentices would sneak peeks during their free time, suddenly gaining insights and deepening their understanding of swordsmanship, increasing their slashing ring count. It was eye candy and knowledge rolled into one.

Strangely, Swordflower College had no shortage of sword geniuses, from Leone and Lorein before, to Felix now, but their training did not attract the apprentices gazes.

Firstly, their training times were irregular. Secondly, they took breaks during training. And thirdlythough there was no way to articulate it, everyone just felt Sonyas swordsmanship was a cut above the rest.This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.

So the training hall had been packed every night recently. When Sonya entered, the apprentices barely dared to breathe, greeting the queens arrival with admiring eyes.

Yet tonight the queen had changed her training routine for the first time?

What could make someone so obsessed with swordsmanship alter her unchanging daily training?

Indeed, it wasnt just the students in everyones eyes, even the professors, Sonya Therave was a swordsmanship genius born for the blade, gifted with exceptional talent and a passion for swordsmanship. Even after achieving great success (defeating Felix, turning the tables on Leone, unleashing the Silver Wings), she did not forget her original intention, persisting in intense nightly training. If that wasnt called love?

These youths in the prime of their lives naturally jumped to the same thought: Could the queen be in love!?

As the apprentices focused their indignant gazes on Felix, almost igniting him, Felix himself also felt quite helpless he was equally curious why Sonya had stopped.

In fact, Sonya herself was the most confused.

She had long grown accustomed to the two-hour training, obediently starting on her own when time was up, without needing the Observer to force her.

That familiar glass bottle filled with unknown medicine had appeared on her desk this morning. After drinking it, shed been bursting with energy all day, not feeling tired even during intense swordsmanship training.

Moreover, the training was quite enjoyable. Every swing of the blade, every slash, gave Sonya a hint of indescribable pleasure.

As this pleasure accumulated bit by bit, it turned into an inexplicable, aberrant craving. Only by slaying cognitive beings in the virtual world, feeding their bodies to the swords edge, could she slightly appease this hunger.

Sonya didnt think too much of it. She figured it was a side effect of the medicine the Observer made her drink. After all, this craving did have some enhancement effect during hunts, improving her damage output. So the Observer was clearly the prime suspect.

Surely she herself couldnt be a bloodthirsty maniac craving battle!

Although Sonya no longer resisted training, she couldnt complete it by willpower alone. Probably after half an hour, she couldnt maintain focus. The rest relied on the Observers mysterious power to make her train automatically.

Thus, when she suddenly stopped after an hour, Sonya immediately realized what had happened the Observers power forcing her to train had vanished.

What was going on?

Could the Observer suddenly have grown a conscience?

No, unlikely. Then did the Observer die?

Although speculating wildly, Sonya wasnt too worried.

The recent Fate Q&A, several questions showed the virtual world held the Observer in high regard, so at least he couldnt have suddenly dropped dead in prison.

Speaking of whichwhat should I do next?

Sonya blankly looked at the wooden sword in her hand, trying to recall her previous nightly activities.

Though it was just half a month ago of peaceful life, it felt to her like the distant past.

Nothing else planned anyway, why not keep training swordsmanship? Practicing is quite fun

Sonya was frightened by the thought that popped into her head Heavens! Given the chance to rest, yet she still wanted to practice swordsmanship?

Listening to Leone recount all kinds of amusing Abyss adventures, Sonya also couldnt help getting excited.

She also shared her recent virtual world experiences, and even omitting the Observers hacks, just the cognitive beings she had hunted and sorcerer legacies she had witnessed kept Leone engrossed. Leone would occasionally chime in with her own experiences battling cognitive beings, the combat insights of a fellow swordmaster very valuable. Sonya learned a lot.

[Sonya gained some swordmanship experience]

Chatting gossip, chatting the Abyss, chatting the virtual world, their cups emptied unknowingly. Sonyas face was flushed as she tipsily asked, Senior Sister, did you participate in some special activity a couple days ago?

The words were barely out when she regained her senses and hurriedly apologized, Sorry, that was tactless of me.

Casually discussing the virtual world was fine, but events requiring confidentiality contracts, how could she ask about it casually? To put it severely, Sonya was testing the Orange Dancer, tempting Leone into making a mistake.

Leone smiled and shook her head to indicate it was nothing, but she thought for a bit and said, Although I cant give detailsthat event was actually a game organized by the Church.

A game?

Mmhm, have you played the roleplaying games on the bracelet before? Similar to those.

The Miracle bracelet had many functions. Ordinary people could not only connect to the Curtain to communicate with those thousands of miles away, sorcerers could also leverage the bracelets computing power to create all kinds of Curtain games, allowing ordinary people to enjoy entertainment provided by sorcerers too.

As a result, Illusion sorcerers able to develop bracelet functions also rose with the tide. Sonya had also considered choosing Illusion, but being unfamiliar with Curtain games, she ultimately picked Water in the end.

Sonya rarely dabbled in Curtain games, and it wasnt that she disliked them she just didnt have the money.

A poor country bumpkin like her only deserved to grind away at textbooks, not enjoy high-end entertainment. Her spiritual life was fully satisfied by watching shows.

Hearing Sonya shyly admit she hadnt played any, Leone was a bit surprised. She explained with a smile, I was placed in a completely virtual illusion, full of monsters for us to kill. The more monsters killed, the higher the score, and the richer the rewards from the Churchthe entire game lasted a full two days two nights, it was exhausting.

Sounds quite interesting. Sonyas interest was piqued. Were the enemies strong?

No, not strong, some very weak, even unable to flee. Only occasionally were there sorcerer-level monsters chasing methey would even cry and beg for mercy

Leones voice grew softer, her expression more and more blank. Sonya casually responded, Sounds pretty relaxing, slaughtering some weak enemiesSenior Sister? Whats wrong?

Leone snapped out of it: Nothing, maybe just a little tipsy.

You were talking about the game monsters just now right?

Of course, what else would I be talking about? Waiter, another Claire cocktail here!

Parting with Senior Sister, Sonya ambled lazily towards the Meditation Tower.

Ah, it had been so long since shed had such an enjoyable night.

First was pleasant sword training, then drinking and chatting with a friend. Next, as long as she could test out the new miracles shed researched in the virtual world, nicely slaughter a few cognitive beings, tear them into shreds with her blade, make their blood bloom like flowers, it would be a perfect day

Huh?

Sonya lifted her head. Without realizing it, the white spire had vanished, the swirling virtual chaotic flow suspended in midair also gone. The radiance of the stars poured down on the college campus like rain.

The white spires disappearance meant campus lockdown was lifted. Classes resumed tomorrow

Sonya sat in the meditation room, tipsily summoning her spirit, finding the Door of Truth, sinking into the virtual world through her consciousness connection.

Opening her eyes to look at the Observer, Sonya foolishly smiled, Let me tell you, tonight I

This is my last night accompanying you to explore the virtual world.

Sonya instantly sobered up.

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