Sorcerer’s Handbook

Sonya laughed, “Senior Sister, you actually believe in this?”

The Orange-haired Dancer pursed her lips. “I believe it if it’s something good; if it’s bad, then I don’t.”

Astrology is quite popular in the Stars Kingdom, but it’s just that—popular, without any real authority. After all, the seventy-two constellations are divided by birth dates. If one could truly discern Destiny this way, it might as well be done based on looks or family background, which would likely be far more accurate.

Astrology, rather than being a book of Prophecy, is better described as a book on psychology. People seek these readings not for their literal truth but for a sense of resonance and peace of mind. Many, after all, go through life without receiving a single blessing, praise, or word of comfort. When they see phrases like “Your hardships are over, happiness awaits tomorrow” in their horoscope, it might just save them, giving them the courage to face another day.

“I’m from the Pegasus constellation, what about you, Sonya?”

“I’m from the Moth Constellation.”

“The Moth Constellation, May…” Leoni flipped to a page in the middle. “May is a complex and changeable month for the Moth. Your romantic relationships will face challenges, as endless temptations test your lover; but your career will take off, with countless opportunities helping you to start anew…”

Leoni nodded as she read, “At least it’s half right. You’ll definitely come across many opportunities this month, Junior Sister. Hehe, good thing you’re not in a relationship, or your lover might just get stolen away… What’s with that expression, Junior Sister?”

“Nothing.” Sonya quickly managed her expression, putting on a professional smile. “Let me take a look at that book.”

The rustic girl closely examined the Moth Constellation’s astrology page, growing more astonished by the moment. Not only did many details match, but April’s reading was “This month will bring you a change”… Wasn’t this referring to the appearance of the Observer?

So accurate!

After carefully reading through the Moth Constellation section, Sonya pondered for a moment and decided to look up the Observer’s astrology…

…Ah? What constellation is the Observer again?

Had the Observer ever told me his birthday?

Thinking it over, the Observer didn’t know my birthday either.

We really don’t know much about each other… Realizing this, Sonya couldn’t help but sigh softly, gazing at her own Moth Constellation star chart.

As she looked through the pages, Sonya suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with the Moth Constellation.

This star arrangement, wasn’t it the same one from the Commander’s Handbook by Demilo?!

The astrology book listed each star with a name and number. Sonya flipped to the star name directory at the back and quickly found the names of the other two stars marked by Demilo—”Loda” and “Vos.”

Vlozrada?

Did Demilo know someone from the Vlozrada Family? Could it mean that Demilo was from the Stars Kingdom?

Stars Kingdom… Star Hall…

If it were just one coincidence, Sonya might not have jumped to conclusions, but multiple factors subtly pointed to the celestial dome above, making it hard for Sonya not to suspect that the Star Hall was an affiliate of the Stars Sovereign.

Wait, does that mean I killed an employee of the Stars Sovereign last night? I hope the Sovereign won’t hold it against me.

I need to discuss this issue with the Observer and the Witch tomorrow night…

Just thinking about those two made Sonya feel a bit sour inside. Even though she had already made her decision, when things actually happened, it still upset her enough to want to destroy something.

What would they be doing in the Virtual Realm later?

Would they talk about their hobbies?

Would they discuss how to better coordinate in battle?

Would they speak ill of me?

The Observer surely wouldn’t miss this chance to get closer to the Witch, and the Witch definitely wouldn’t miss this opportunity to win over the Observer… Humph, despicable pair!

Virtual Realm, Time Continent.

When the last White Velocidragon was pierced through the snout by a Heart Sword, the battle at the timber Resource Point also came to an end. The two selected the materials they needed, and the rest were turned into reserve essence by Ashe.

Back in the vehicle, Ashe sat in the front while Deya consciously took a seat in the back, and they positioned themselves at the farthest diagonal corners, as if a sad, thick barrier had risen between them.

Silence.

Silence was the theme of tonight in the Virtual Realm.

Even though they worked seamlessly together in battle, with Witch Deya upfront handling the defense and output, and Observer Ashe in the back using the Heart Sword and Substitute for finishing moves, once they were out of their work roles, they still couldn’t find the right topics to bridge their conversation.

Originally, Ashe had wanted to mimic the Swordswoman by gently touching the Witch’s cowlick as a sign of encouragement after the battle. However, tonight the Witch’s usual cowlick wasn’t sticking up! Had she washed her hair this evening?

Moreover, as soon as Ashe raised his hand, the Witch looked at him nervously, causing Ashe to awkwardly change his gesture to scratching his own head.

“There’s a special place up ahead.”

“Okay.”

That was the extent of their conversation tonight, their atmosphere akin to that of a father returning from a work trip and his daughter who had been looked after by her grandparents—familiar yet distant.

However, after breaking through several Reverse Golden Rains, the two Sorcerers quickly set aside the tedious emotions weighing on their minds.

For the grandeur before them now occupied all their thoughts.

It was a three-story building that stood out from the other ruins and wastelands of the Time Continent with its meticulous ebony double doors and interlocking white brick walls. Colorful stained glass windows shimmered enchantingly under the golden rain, making it impossible to glimpse the interior from outside. Monstrous stone sculptures sat atop the roof, overlooking any visitors from a commanding height.

Although it wasn’t a battle phase, Ashe and Deya felt even more tense than during actual combat.

It was as if they weren’t just exploring the Time Continent, but visiting an ancient seer.

The two exchanged glances, and Ashe, gathering his courage, pushed open the grand doors. The creaking and dragging sound echoed like ripples, awakening remnants long sealed by time.

It was a library.

What met their eyes was a peculiar maze of bookshelves—tall shelves served as walls, and the hanging lamps warmed the knowledge within.

The styles of the bookshelves varied greatly: there were shelves carved from rock, standard wooden shelves, and even fully transparent glass shelves that emitted a faint, technologically advanced glow from pure white shelves; they held not only bound books but also parchment rolls, scrolls, stone tablets, and even small devices resembling USB drives.

Both ancient and advanced—this was their first impression of the library.

“Where is this place?”

“Where is this place?”

Ashe and Deya both instinctively asked each other, then paused momentarily in surprise.

Both simultaneously realized a critical issue—among those who had received formal Sorcerer education, only the Swordswoman was truly knowledgeable!

Without the Swordswoman, they didn’t even know what this new, special building was!

Swordswoman!

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