Chapter 592: Boredom
The spellbook dissipated, unable to maintain its form—this is common knowledge.
Everyone looked at the spellbook that had fallen to the ground, a chill running down their spines.
The spellbook… was knocked out from the body with a single strike!
How is this possible?
Such a thing had never happened; they had never seen anything like it! A spellbook cannot be expelled from within the body.
Even if the body is seriously injured, it shouldn’t be possible!
Because the spellbook is not inserted into a specific part of the body, but is located above the Earth Vein Shackles!
This is a truth known only to a select few.
Even though the spectators were teaching assistants, before they had thought or asked this question, many of them truly did not know about it.
But they knew that even if the body were pierced through, even if it were obliterated, the spellbook could not be expelled. Even in d*ath, facing a corpse, it couldn’t be retrieved from the other person.
Everyone looked at the spellbook on the ground and recognized from Liliana’s reaction what the spellbook under her feet was.
Liliana’s renowned Excessive Consumption Spellbook, Thunder Punishment Technique, a powerful lightning transformation spell—the strong attack upper limit was nothing more than this.
Yet at this moment, she treated the spellbook as if it were trash, declaring that it would dissipate with a single word, and no one dared to question its authenticity.
Such a spellbook would be snatched up anywhere; if it were them, they would have picked it up right away—how could one waste such a valuable thing just to humiliate someone?
At this moment, Liliana was like someone struck by lightning; having lost the Thunder Punishment Technique, she could foresee that afterwards she would only be an above-average presence.
She no longer had any means to confront her former enemies, and her backing would similarly abandon her.
The value, fame, and power of that spellbook… far surpassed her life.
She could not lose this spellbook, absolutely not!
For this, she was willing to lower her status and at all costs pick it up from under the opponent’s feet.
She wanted to stand up and go over, but her spine felt as if it had been bent and she couldn’t rise; she hunched over, like a dog, shamelessly moving forward.
Despite the short distance, Liliana felt it was harder to crawl over than when she stumbled through the academy to reach this position; countless eyes were fixed on her, and it was more shameful than the first time she stepped onto the arena and was defeated.
“You really crawled right in front of me.”
This time it was my turn to look down at her, but my eyes only held pity for her.
This was what Teacher Ji referred to as a “slave of power.” What on earth happened at the Witch Academy for even a teaching assistant to give birth to such a creature? How would those students, who look up to them, fare?
“I… that… spellbook…” Liliana arrived in front of me, trying to speak but found the words stuck in her throat, unclear.
She was completely agitated, almost pleading.
“Do you know you were wrong, or do you realize you’re afraid?” I leaned down slightly, looking at the extremely disheveled Liliana, and softly asked.
“I was wrong… I know I was wrong… give me another chance, I will correct it…”
Her sobbing tone mixed with her apology was something they had never seen from her before; this was also their first time witnessing this side of Yang Yuelan.
They all became witnesses, witnessing the Witch Academy revealing such a monster’s fangs, mocking all of them.
Liliana’s previous cleverness stood ineffective in the face of absolute power and means.
Regarding the earlier question of whether they had “qualifications,” the other side hadn’t answered directly, but acted to show everyone that it was indeed true.
The lack of a direct reply was because there was no need to lay things bare; at least, everyone could save face.
However, the other party used their field to trap all the spectators, and those who discovered this first also tried immediately, eventually finding that even if they wanted to “escape,” it seemed a luxury.
They weren’t active spectators; they were passively made spectators.
If in a duel, even escaping was impossible, then what is there to talk about defeating the opponent?
At this moment, all eyes turned to me, as if they were waiting to see if I would be satisfied with my response to her.
And they awaited what kind of response I would give to continue humiliating Liliana.
“Bored.”
I stood upright, revealing little emotion.
There was no fun in watching, no thrill in revenge, no joy in victory, and no satisfaction in humiliating the other.
It was as if I had crushed an ant, watching its body stop moving, I simply uttered two words before turning to leave.
In the next moment, the domain quietly dissipated; those who noticed this instinctively swallowed hard and then silently left this contentious place, but before they left, they silently watched the back of the person who turned and walked away, as if remembering not to provoke her.
Once again, it was the two words “bored.”
This was the second time Liliana had heard this in such a short period, and to hear it again, she paid a much more painful price.
She picked up the spellbook from the ground, but the runes and rituals wrapped around it were something she couldn’t erase no matter what means she tried.
She attempted to insert it back into her body; there was no obstruction, and she instinctively trembled—a weight lifted in her heart.
But when she tried to manipulate the spellbook like before… she could no longer smile.
The spellbook felt like an unyielding stone; her mental power could no longer interface with it, and in this moment, she finally understood what the thing on the spellbook was.
It was a seal!
Did she get the spellbook back?
Yes, she did.
But could she continue to use it?
No.
But she couldn’t tell anyone!
At least in the eyes of those people, she got this spellbook back—she was still Liliana, and as long as she had this spellbook, her power remained. No one knew she could no longer use it.
Before the truth was exposed, she would have to think of every possible way to break the seal on the spellbook!
Liliana leaned against the wall to stand up; she needed to leave this place.
But her eyes were fixed on that turning figure, as if that shadow still lingered in her sight, preventing her from straightening her back.
Once that figure completely disappeared, she could no longer control her emotions, and facing those who had not yet left, she furiously yelled at them.
“Get out! What are you still looking at here!”
She could not defeat Yang Yuelan, but among those watching were quite a number of her former subordinates.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk~ why are you getting mad at us?”
“Hehe, you’ve truly brought the act of bullying the weak and fearing the strong to its peak, Liliana.”
“Let’s go, let’s go; it’s time to disperse, otherwise, the mad dog might bite.”
At this moment, the spectators’ cruelty finally came.
The spectators left in a hurry because they understood that the Witch Academy was about to change again; an untouchable presence had emerged within.
With a power they could not comprehend, no one dared to ensure they could defeat her.
And those confident in being able to battle did not share Liliana’s foolishness because they knew that if they encountered Yang Yuelan, winning would just mean maintaining the status quo; what about fame and victory?
She was just a little one who had not even been enrolled for a year.
What if they lost?
They would end up with nothing!
Even if the other party looked down on the Excessive Consumption Spellbook, do you dare to ensure that after actively provoking the opponent, you can still receive a “bored” and have the spellbook fully returned?
Yang Yuelan’s move to k*ll the chicken to scare the monkey was absolutely ruthless.
Liliana was that chicken that was killed, while those who came to watch became the monkeys being warned.
It can be foreseen that if this show of authority didn’t achieve the expected effect, the next time the punishment would be even harsher!
Until… no one dared to touch her.
……
“Ha~”
After leaving that place, I walked along the roadside and let out a deep breath.
Don’t be fooled by my earlier appearance, which did indeed intimidate many, but… acting is truly exhausting.
Yes, acting.
With a protagonist and onlookers, this farce is nothing but a performance, right?
At least I have established my authority.
But this seems to be my first time doing this; hmm… it should be my second time asserting dominance, but the first time at the hotel didn’t seem to have much effect.
Even those who personally experienced it could quickly heal their scars and forget the pain, so those who watched like they were at a show were just watching a play.
And this time, it was still the same person I dealt with; I must say, this is indeed very dramatic.
But my purpose was achieved.
Moreover… it seems Liliana taught me something else, which is how to explode someone else’s spellbook.
But this move is only suited for those students who have not yet advanced to extraordinary; however, this method would ensure that no one in the Witch Academy would dare to provoke me.
Did Liliana really know she was wrong?
I don’t believe someone who has healed can forget the pain understands what is wrong. If that’s the case, then let her be afraid, let her take the long way around when she sees me.
As for what I should do if Liliana somehow advances to become an Extraordinary Witch?
She would also leave the Main World; without a letter of recommendation from the Academy Head, how could she quickly return to the Main World?
Relying solely on her skills that only know how to release spells?
Furthermore… if she can turn her grief and anger into power to advance to become an Extraordinary Witch, I might regard her slightly higher. But the larger possibility is that she will waste her life at the Witch Academy.
In the end, unmatched power will destroy itself; if she sees things beyond this world but still cannot let go of the pain I brought her, I can only say that she is just like that; achieving the title of Extraordinary Witch, I would still look down on her.
And just as I was not far from leaving, I saw several figures appear in my vision.
“Hello, Teacher Lina… and… hello to the two other teachers.” Upon seeing the three teachers, I greeted them politely.
It seemed those three weren’t busy leaving but had been paying attention to what was happening here.
“Xiao Han is really adorable,” one of the mentors commented.
Having watched everything I did, being able to say I’m cute must be something only she can do.
“Thank you for the compliment, Teacher~”
“Call me sister; usually, you comfortably call those other folks sister. Why are you so formal with me?”
“No, of course not; um… thank you, sister, for the compliment.” I quickly corrected myself, “Um… did the three sisters specifically wait here to discuss something with me?”
“We saw everything you did just now, Xiao Han~”
“So, does this sister think what I did was too much?”
“Too much? I think it wasn’t ruthless enough.”
“You don’t need to have any psychological burden; those with corresponding strength should have corresponding respect. I don’t think it’s inappropriate for you to establish your authority at that moment,” Teacher Lina said to me from the side.
“Is that so? So, sister Lina thinks this way? Since that’s the case, then sister Lina must have other things to say to me, right?”
“Hehe~” One of the sisters on the side also chuckled lightly, “Just as I heard, Xiao Han is not very good at chatting. Since you like to get straight to the point, we won’t chat idly about that; how should we say that Xiao Han is quite a busy person now.”
“Now it should still be considered leisurely, hmm.”
“No worries, I’m just joking with you,” Lina said with a smile, “What do you think about this matter? Regarding Ninglan New City.”
“What do I think… are you asking about my feelings?” I asked in confusion.
“Just say whatever; we want to hear your thoughts.”
“Just say whatever? Well, if I say I think the speed is so fast… I vaguely remember Principal Mei told me it would take several years…”
“Principal Mei said this to you? You have no idea at all… your Observation Technique is not just for show.”
“I know the Observation Technique seems to help out, after all, I did partake in the debugging work at the time… but I didn’t really pay much attention afterwards, mainly just a bit surprised.” I explained, “However… is it really okay to rush open the Expanding Realm like this?”
“What’s wrong with that? The newly restored Expanding Realm is a treasure trove yet to be developed. Didn’t I mention so many good things before, and you haven’t taken a liking to any of them?” Lina asked with a smile.
“There are indeed some things that are quite tempting, but… sister Lina, when you said that during the meeting, were you really letting us in to help those people rebuild their civilization, and not to send a group of bandits in? Isn’t there any deeper meaning in this?”
“What deeper meaning could there be? You become whatever you choose to be; if you don’t want to become a bandit, then be a guide. There’s no need to be overly worried, so… what choice will you make?”
“I… anyway, it won’t be as a bandit.” I thought for a while before uttering this answer; I did not say I would become a guide for those people rebuilding civilization, but I also would not choose to be a bandit.
“It looks like you have the answer in mind, so I hope you have fun there.”
“Well… thank you for the blessing from sister Lina.” I said with a smile, no longer dwelling too much on this issue.
Just as sister Lina said, what deeper meaning could there be? If every choice in life needed a meaningful reason to support it, such a life would surely be exhausting, right?
From another perspective.
This is an obsession that short-lived beings may have; they make the most meaningful life choices in their limited lifespan to avoid regrets.
But long-lived beings can experience countless choices, having ample time and chances to make up for regrets.
However… until I advance to become an Extraordinary Witch, I still am a short-lived being, and this change in obsession and thinking may only be completely resolved once I become an Extraordinary Witch.
As for now… I just need to do my best to be myself.
After finishing this topic, sister Lina brought up some lighter topics.
After all, she didn’t come over to continue any boring lectures on Xiao Han; they were truly just curious about Xiao Han and accompanied her while asking about the research progress regarding the Great Knowledge Seed.
Gossip and entertainment are indeed amongst the nature of witches.
And the crowd in the distance, watching me alongside the three witch mentors talking and laughing, indeed shocked quite a number of people, especially those who had just witnessed the incident with Liliana.
