Chapter 127: Chapter 116 Almost Really Became Sword Maiden
Sword Flower University, training hall.
When Sonia stopped, time seemed to freeze in the entire training hall.
The apprentices watched the talented swordsmanship girl with amazement, they glanced at the time on their wristbands, confirming it was only 9 PM.
She had only been training for an hour, why had she stopped?
Although she had only been training in the training hall for two weeks so far, Queen Sevi had undoubtedly become the most stunning spectacle for the swordsmanship apprentices—her unwavering two-hour evening training sessions without any breaks were intensely focused and meticulously executed; just watching her sweat-drenched training was a visual feast.
Not to mention Queen Sevi’s superb mastery in swordsmanship. Many apprentices stole glances during their free time, and suddenly, a flash of insight deepened their understanding of swordsmanship—increasing their strike count by +1. It was both visually and educationally rewarding.
Strangely enough, although Sword Flower University was teeming with swordsmanship talents like Reonie and Lauren before, and Felix after, none of their training sessions drew the apprentices’ attention like hers.
First, their training times were not fixed; second, they would take breaks during their sessions, lacking the ‘non-stop’ gimmick; and third… although it was hard to pin down the reason, everyone just felt that Sonia’s swordsmanship was a notch above the others.
Thus, the training hall was almost always packed. When Sonia entered, the apprentices hardly dared to breathe, welcoming the queen with adoring gazes.
Could it be that the queen had changed her training schedule for the first time tonight?
What could make someone so passionate about swordsmanship change her routine?
Indeed, not just among the students but also in the eyes of all, including the professors, Sonia Sevi was a genius born for swordsmanship. With extraordinary talent, she loved swordsmanship deeply, and even after achieving great success(defeating Felix, counter-killing Reonie, and deploying Silver Wings), she never forgot her roots and persisted with her intense nightly training—wasn’t this what ‘love’ was?
Naturally, the same thought popped into the minds of these hot-blooded apprentices: Could the queen be in love!?
As the apprentices’ angry gazes focused on Felix, almost igniting him, Felix himself felt quite helpless—he was also very curious why Sonia had stopped.
However, the most baffled person was Sonia herself.
She was long accustomed to two-hour training sessions and could say she had been successfully conditioned by the Observer.
She came to the training hall tonight very consciously, and as soon as the time arrived, she moved obediently without needing any forcing from the Observer.
A familiar glass bottle filled with an unknown potion appeared on her desk this morning, and after drinking it, she remained energetic all day, not feeling fatigued even after intensive swordsmanship training.
Moreover, swordsmanship training was quite interesting. Each sword swing, each strike brought Sonia indescribable pleasure.
These joys gradually accumulated and turned into a strange, irrepressible craving; only by slaying mystical creatures in the Void Realm and using their bodies to nourish her blade could she slightly alleviate this thirst.
Sonia did not think too much of it, assuming it was a side effect of the potion given by the Observer, especially since this thirst seemed to enhance her performance when hunting mystical creatures, making the Observer a likely suspect.
It couldn’t possibly be that she herself was a bloodthirsty maniac craving battle!
Although Sonia no longer resisted training, completing non-stop training based solely on willpower was beyond her; about half an hour in, she couldn’t maintain her focus, and the latter part heavily relied on the Observer’s mysterious power to train her automatically.
Therefore, when she suddenly stopped after an hour of training, Sonia instantly realized what had happened—the force compelling her to train imposed by the Observer had vanished.
Could it be that the Observer suddenly developed a conscience?
No, that was unlikely. Could the Observer have died?
While wildly speculating, Sonia wasn’t too worried.
In the recent Fate Q&A a few days ago, several questions suggested that the Void Realm held the Observer in high regard; the Observer wouldn’t just suddenly die in prison.
Thinking about it… what should she do next?
Sonia stared blankly at the wooden sword in her hand, trying to recall her usual evening activities before.
It had been only half a month of peaceful life, yet it felt like a distant past.
‘Since I have no other plans, why not continue practicing swordsmanship? Sword practice can be quite enjoyable…’
Sonia was startled by her own sudden thought—Good heavens, even though she could rest now, she was still thinking about practicing?
No, she mustn’t practice, she mustn’t fulfill the Observer’s wishes! If the Observer knew how obedient she was, it would only intensify the training; she must oppose the Observer just to be defiant!
It was terrifying, she almost truly became the ‘Sword Maiden’ the Observer spoke of.
She wanted to be a Songstress, a Shadow Actress, but definitely not some Sword Maiden!
For now, she should just leave the training hall, even if it meant going back to lie in bed and watch the latest shadow play performed by Dedarose…
Just then, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted at the entrance of the training hall; Sonia looked over and saw a striking flash of orange hair—it was ‘Orange Dancer’ Reonie!
“Sonia, is your training over? Do you have time for a drink with me?”
Although she had fought a match with Reonie earlier, not only did Sonia both save face and gain depth, but Reonie also apologized afterwards.
She had heard that Professor Trozan had taken in two new disciples, plus she was acquainted with Lauren, who was looking to confront Felix, so she decided to seize this opportunity to gauge the caliber of the first-year freshmen.