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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 277

Chapter 278: Wisdom Enlightenment, Grand Wisdom Enlightenment Spell

“Phew~ Phew~ Hmm…”

At this moment, I was still trying to calm my emotions and thoughts.

Although I was unsure what the formation of a spellbook would look like, based on Teacher Ji’s hints earlier, it should be completed in about ten days and shouldn’t cause such a commotion.

This was the destruction of the entire secret realm, can you believe it?

Right now, the secret realm here had lost its original function, the light began to dim, and the cracks in the sky were continuously expanding.

I had no idea how the others, including Sister Bai, were doing, nor what had happened to those Fool Dreams living in the village…

All that occupied my mind at this moment was the spellbook from that time.

At that time, the spellbook, while releasing terrifying energy, had already detached from the original massive stone of the ancestral land, floating high in the air, supported by immense power, replacing the extinguished sun of the secret realm.

This definitely wasn’t an ordinary spellbook; the headmaster had prompted me to guess, urging me to be a little more daring, which itself was a hint.

One possibility emerged in my mind, when the Nightmare was eliminated, I might have guessed what the spellbook was being fed with.

【Extraordinary Knowledge】

Indeed, it seemed I possessed something like that, but unfortunately, it was still in an unresolved state, something I had obtained through my awakened talent.

I always felt it was far away from me, almost forgetting its existence, and it existed within me in a way I didn’t understand, further diminishing its presence.

But that wasn’t the point; the focus had always been on 【Extraordinary Knowledge】.

Teacher Ji had informed me that a spellbook possessing 【Extraordinary Knowledge】 was referred to as the “Great Spellbook.”

She hadn’t explained what this spellbook could do or what its special qualities were, but it seemed like she intended to dedicate her life to it.

Another crucial piece of information was that if Teacher Ji possessed a Great Spellbook… she couldn’t keep it either!

What if the one who created the Great Spellbook was the headmaster?

That seemed to be a very reasonable and equally bold guess.

While I still had the chance, I quickly left this place, intending to find Sister Bai and see how the Fool Dreams in the village were faring.

However, after I exited from this place, which was no longer the ancestral land, it had already transformed into an ocean of extraordinary energy. There were no Fool Dreams, no students, and no Sister Bai.

The surrounding rainforest fell radiantly outward in this moment, not a single tree was spared. The intense heat and radiation from the dissipating energy scorched the entire forest; flames and thick smoke had become the main melody here.

I had witnessed such a scene before, during the exchange competition…

While I was in a daze, figures floated past from a distance.

“Fool Dreams…”

I watched helplessly as they emerged one by one without their physical forms, then, as usual, they floated towards the direction of the ancestral land, but upon arriving there, they did not reincarnate again.

The massive stones of the ancestral land had already shattered, and the clustered flower elf plants had become powder. The Fool Dreams could no longer reincarnate and could not regain their own forms.

They gathered together in confusion, seemingly at a loss.

“They’re all dead… no… Fool Dreams do not understand the concept of dying.” At that moment, I shook my head, feeling a mix of emotions.

Should I apologize for destroying their ancestral land?

Should I repent for making them so displaced?

Looking at them as they approached the only living being here, which was me, they couldn’t speak now, and even if they could, I wouldn’t be able to hear them in this reality.

I remained silent in front of them; no apologies escaped me, perhaps because I understood this was the inevitable outcome.

Or maybe I was just cold-hearted.

But at this moment, the spellbook in the high sky underwent a mutation.

Cracks deep and dark spread out from the center of the spellbook, and these profound fissures seemed to lead to an endless and unknown place.

I had no idea what that was; perhaps it was some kind of spatial rift, or some other kind of passage. All I knew in this moment was that these opened cracks delivered the final blow to the secret realm that was barely surviving.

The Fool Village Secret Realm had already been utterly shattered.

The sky fell apart, the earth split open, cracks traversed between heaven and earth, matter ebbed away, and even the air seemed to become a bit thin.

The Fool Dreams without corporeal forms were terrified by such a mutation, their formless bodies quivering. They gathered together close against my body, as if seeking the last bit of shelter.

I did not drive them away but released a Protection Spell to include them, as that was the only thing I could do for them at this moment.

I looked up at the “massive” spellbook; more and more profound cracks had completely swallowed it.

“Hahaha! The not-yet-formed Great Spellbook… come and gather slowly with me!”

Suddenly, a voice that was clearly not that of a witch appeared, and I then saw a creature that wasn’t even human-like, speaking a language I couldn’t understand.

The next moment, the spellbook and the space covered by the cracks seemed to be sliced apart.

Afterward, that piece of space seemed to be ready to be reaped like a treasure in someone’s hand.

Throughout this process, I didn’t even see the other party pay any attention to me. Even at the moment it first appeared, its mental power seemed to have locked onto me, and I swore I never wanted to feel that heart-pounding sensation again.

But before I could recover, a heartbreaking scream rang out from above, and when I looked up, the sound abruptly stopped; the spellbook was still there, only the cracks remained.

“Truly seeking d*ath.”

A light sigh echoed in the sky. As soon as this voice appeared, it seemed that the most agitated one among the Fool Dreams was the most special one—without needing to differentiate, I immediately recognized this Fool Dream as Fool Lake.

The other Fool Dreams were now filled with confusion and fear.

In the next moment, I saw a figure emerging from the crack in the secret realm; it was Headmaster Mei Linde.

At this moment, her makeup was the same as when I first met her. She stood in the air, placed between the spellbook and those cracks, gazing at the scene with great satisfaction, as if observing her most favorite artwork.

Then, she seemed to notice me, smiled and nodded, and then waved her hand; the crumbling secret realm seemed to halt in that moment.

Seeing that the crumbling secret realm was no longer accelerating its destruction, I felt a little relieved, at least I… was saved.

But clearly, the headmaster at this moment had no more thoughts to spare for me and this group of Fool Dreams.

“Don’t go over.” I pulled Fool Lake back, but the other party was formless, so I used my solidified mental power to pull Fool Lake back.

“Don’t go over; the headmaster can’t be distracted right now. If you go over, it will only cause chaos!”

I looked at the headmaster in the sky, who was already pulling the deep cracks into the spellbook, and then at Fool Lake, who appeared incredibly aggrieved, and I wasn’t polite with her.

“Reflect well; your impulsiveness will only harm others. You wouldn’t want Headmaster Mei Linde to have her layout ruined because of your foolish behavior would you?”

After educating Fool Lake, I no longer focused on her. My connection with Fool Lake was one thing, but principles were principles; I was clear on that.

But to be honest, I still did not treat the Fool Dreams as friends. They felt more like… cute creatures. I was willing to interact with them, but I would not tolerate mistakes.

This wait was incredibly dull and long. I could see that the headmaster seemed to be stuffing that crack into the spellbook. It seemed full of extraordinary energy, while on the other side, it appeared to be an ocean of energy. Such an existence was being utilized as part of the spellbook. Was this the horror of the Great Spellbook…

And there was also that sudden creature; it surely wasn’t something from other academies or any race identifiable from them.

I couldn’t understand the language it spoke, but one possibility suddenly struck me: that being wasn’t from my world.

If it could easily slice space, then it very well might have come from beyond the world?

I suddenly realized that I had underestimated the value of the Great Spellbook. Perhaps Teacher Ji’s nonchalant comment about her not being able to keep it made me fail to perceive its importance.

From the moment the Great Spellbook was born, the competition seemed to no longer be about this world, but rather the conflicts beyond it!

At this moment, the more I thought about it, the more fearful I became. That being only needed a single thought to possibly k*ll me, but it had perished in that terrifying rift.

And the headmaster had the means to pull that rift into the spellbook, demonstrating that the headmaster’s power was many times more terrifying than that of the thief seeking to be first.

Time continued to flow bit by bit until the headmaster pulled in the last crack into the spellbook; the next moment, both the spellbook and the figure of the headmaster disappeared.

“Wait… it disappeared?”

I couldn’t quite believe it—the headmaster left just like that, what about me?

As I stood there in a daze, a figure appeared behind me.

“Xiao Han.”

“Hmm? Who!” The sudden voice calling my name startled me, heightening my already tense state.

But upon seeing the other party, my pupils immediately widened, “Headmaster… you didn’t leave…”

“Correct, I did leave, and for some reasons I had to leave, so what you see now is merely a self-aware proxy clone; I certainly wouldn’t forget you.”

“A clone?”

I sized up the headmaster before me, quickly accepting this arrangement. After all, even I had Illusionary Clones, but the one before me seemed to be a solid clone and still appeared to be affected by magic.

“Yes, I know you have many questions. You can ask me slowly; I’ve sent the others out of the secret realm, and here you can be said to be the only living person. Some things are naturally better discussed in such an environment, and some information isn’t suitable for those who aren’t qualified to hear it.”

“Hmm… okay, okay…” I quickly nodded. Hearing they had all been sent out, a weight lifted off my heart; at least Sister Bai was safe. After a brief moment, I finally asked my first question under the expectant gaze of the headmaster’s clone.

“I want to ask about the rift that appeared with the spellbook… what is it? Where does it connect?”

“You’re asking that right off the bat? Fine, that’s a Void Rift. No one knows where it connects. Any existence that approaches it will be torn apart, and even standard Resurrection Spells can’t bring them back—about that level of danger.”

“Void Rift…” Now I had learned a new term, but unfortunately, it was a level I could not reach, “The monster that suddenly appeared… is it a being from outside the world?”

“Oh… guessed it? But you got it half right; it is indeed from beyond the world, but a strong being… that’s not necessarily the case. That disgusting thing only has that hand of space-related skills that are somewhat eye-catching; the rest isn’t worth mentioning. But rest assured, that’s an exception; it won’t be so easy for stronger beings from beyond to come in.”

“So… headmaster, is your true self in a realm beyond…”

“You’re quite clever to grasp that. Then… you should also know what I’ve created, right?”

“The Great Spellbook?” I asked, my tone laced with uncertainty, as if seeking confirmation on whether my answer was correct.

“Ah, it seems Ji mentioned quite a bit to you, huh. So you know about the Great Spellbook.”

“Yeah… but I only know the name…”

“True enough. That little one with ambitions greater than the sky, Ji, isn’t she also planning to create a Great Spellbook? It’s no wonder she chose to find you. Unfortunately, she still lacks the foundation; of course, I’m not saying she’s incapable of succeeding.” As she spoke, Mei Linde shook her head.

Of course, I understood what the headmaster meant; after all, it would be extremely difficult for Teacher Ji to accomplish the same achievement at present.

Just then, a Fool Dream approached me; her form trembled with excitement.

“Oh? Fool Dream, you are… Fool Lake, interesting…” The headmaster did not show much emotional fluctuation toward this suddenly emerged Fool Dream, merely recognizing her nonchalantly.

Just when I thought the headmaster would reminisce with Fool Lake, Mei Linde casually waved her hand, and the Nightmare entangled with Fool Lake was stripped away.

This was not simply helping Fool Lake; what was being removed wasn’t merely a Nightmare, but her cognition and memories, intimately intertwined with Fool Lake!

“What? You think I’m heartless?” Mei Linde smiled at me, her tone flat, “Some things aren’t suitable for them to hear. But looking at your expression, you seem surprisingly calm; I thought you had forged a deep friendship with her, and I was even considering how to soothe your emotions.”

“No…” Although I was somewhat perplexed by the headmaster’s actions, her decisiveness in removing Fool Lake’s memories and cognition still made me feel a tinge of the Extraordinary Witch’s coldness; however, it remained within my bearable limits.

“Fool Dream, that name was given by me; actually, they are quite ordinary, common creatures found in the endless Dream World, even their births and deaths could occur in less than a second within the dreams.”

“But you still brought them out.”

“Indeed, because they hold value that deserves my special treatment; I think you should understand that.”

“Is it 【Extraordinary Knowledge】?”

“Exactly, that is it. I tried to separate them, and thus they turned into a pure Fool Dream and a pure Nightmare. However, the part pertaining to Extraordinary Knowledge remains within the Nightmare. They were once one entity, so for me to obtain stable 【Extraordinary Knowledge】, the Fool Dreams must exist safely, which is why I created this secret realm, providing them independent forms—those flower elf plants—isolating them this way between reality and the dream world.”

“But if they acquire too much knowledge, they will recombine back into Dream Creatures; why did you choose to keep this secret realm open?” I curiously asked.

Surely, the headmaster couldn’t predict my existence, right? After all, a hundred years ago, I hadn’t even been born in my previous life.

“It wasn’t meant to be open initially. When I reached that insurmountable bottleneck at the spellbook’s revelations, it might take me thousands of years to make any breakthroughs by going step by step. That’s why I opened it to the public; after all, more people might lead to miracles. As long as someone sees a certain revelation within, it can greatly propel my research. Over the century, my practice proved my hypothesis wasn’t wrong: the talent coming from the Witch Academy is exceptionally abundant.”

“But… the Fool Village Secret Realm has fewer and fewer visitors…”

“Exactly, that was also my doing. Partly, it’s voluntary from them. You students are ultimately not even Extraordinary yet. The help you provide me is dwindling, and you’re bringing troubles, so it’s better to preserve this secret realm. However, the Meditation Technique is still very helpful for students, which is why it hasn’t been fully sealed. Oh, and that so-called Meditation Technique is just a part of the Great Spellbook before its completion, but it should be gone now.”

“So… what about the effects of the Great Spellbook…” I couldn’t help but ask, my curiosity unsatisfied.

“Remember, it’s best not to recklessly inquire about the effects of others’ Great Spellbooks. That is the capital for their existence, as well as their foundation; even asking might lead to enmity.” Upon hearing my question, the headmaster’s tone became serious, educating me.

“Yes! I’m sorry!” I quickly apologized, not realizing such matters would carry such severity…

“Alright, I didn’t intend to blame you, especially since you are the one contributing the most core part of this spellbook, right?” At this time, the headmaster shifted from her earlier seriousness to speak to me gently.

“If you want to know, actually, I will also share it with you.” While saying this, Mei Linde extended her hand, offering me something.

“This… this is… the spellbook? Wait? Ah? Headmaster, you didn’t take it with you?” I looked at the familiar spellbook in the headmaster’s hand with shock; wasn’t this the culprit that destroyed this secret realm?

“Let me correct you; this is the Great Spellbook. Hehe, how cute, Xiao Han, how can you carry such a precious thing on you? Moreover, it can’t provide me with any combat power, so there’s no need to have my true self take it out.”

“It can’t enhance combat power?”

“Right, some spells are simply not suitable for battle. This Great Spellbook, I’ve named it… Grand Wisdom Enlightenment Spell.”

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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