Mage Manual-Chapter 237 - 205 No You Must Go Have Fun

Chapter 237: Chapter 205 No, You Must Go Have Fun

Chapter 237: Chapter 205 No, You Must Go Have Fun

Without a doubt, this generation’s Liss was a sister laden with many flaws.

Primarily because Diya hadn’t encountered many people; her database consisted of either the Mage’s Handbook or fairy tales. Alas, having crossed over, she was immediately captured by the Four Pillars God Sect, so Diya could only model her hastily created sister after the protagonist she read about in the fairy tale “Little Witch,” crafting a sibling who matched the age and appearance.

Thus, Little Witch Liss was born.

In actuality, “Lissdia” was not a name but two “positions.” Whoever was responsible for controlling the body in reality assumed the name “Liss”; whoever took action in the Void Realm became “Diya.”

Their true names were actually Little Witch, Secret Princess, Black Butler, White Queen, Red Death Cultist, and so forth. Generally speaking, actions within the Void Realm were primarily undertaken by the Secret Princess, so the name “Diya” was almost exclusively associated with her.

The name “Liss” used to belong to another sister, but now that the body was cursed by the Bronze Dragon, she no longer fit the role of “Liss.” Hence, until passing the Bronze Dragon’s trial, “Liss” ought to be a designation unique to the Little Witch.

Though the current Liss left much to be desired, Diya had no intention of replacing her.

After all, the new sister needed to grow, and after experiencing a series of events firsthand, Liss would likely become more suited to her environment. Even if Diya wished for a replacement, there were no other candidates suitable for the age—only Little Witch was.

Truly, Little Witch was performing quite well; if Diya herself had attempted to maneuver, she probably wouldn’t have been able to overcome the Four Pillars God Sect, not to mention the deceptive intrigue with Hanna.

While reading, Diya conversed in a hushed voice:

“Do you want to go out and play? What’s so fun about that? Isn’t it amusing talking with your sisters? Behave, and once we enter the Void Realm, you can play. Real-world time is precious; we can’t waste it on leisure.”

“You don’t like Hanna? Normal, neither do I. She’s the same kind of person as the White Queen…”

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“Yes, Banjee is indeed very dangerous, so you must be careful. To protect Hanna’s interests, he will show no mercy…”

“Do you have a favorable impression of anyone? Igula Bokin?”

“What, daddy?”

“We’re just chatting, do we really need that kind of address?”

“It’s not kindness in him, just pure stupidity. That’s why he fell for your manipulation… Alright, alright, daily interactions are your responsibility. As long as you’re happy with it. But don’t go getting soft-hearted; make sure to get a firm grasp on Ash soon. He’s our best piece in the game against Hanna.”

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came through: “Been chatting for so long, must be thirsty, right? Have a drink and rest a bit.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Diya took the drink unconsciously and had a sip, then looked down only to see an unknown strawberry-colored liquid. She turned her head and her pupils shook instantly!

“How nice, a chat between siblings.”

Dressed in a dark red overcoat, the Observer sat on the desk, resting his chin in his hand: “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a talk with my brother, and even longer since I’ve spanked a naughty nephew…”

“You, you—”

“Witch, I advise you to keep your voice down. The lady of the house may have installed surveillance equipment here.” The Observer said with a smile: “Just think it in your mind, and I will hear your intentions.”

Listening to thoughts!?

But compared to the Observer’s inexplicable presence here, listening to thoughts was but a trifling detail. Honestly, even though Diya had encountered the Observer in the Tower, she hadn’t paid him much regard.

She assumed the Observer was looking for the ‘Princess Lissdia,’ but after receiving the favor of the Bronze Dragon, ‘Princess Lissdia’ had disappeared, leaving only the young girl Liss who was captured by the Four Pillars God Sect.

Thus, Diya never considered that the Observer would be able to catch up—after all, even the Gospel Book couldn’t capture her past. How on earth did the Observer find her!?

“What exactly do you want?”

“Don’t be so tense; I’m not some kind of hero,” the Observer drawled: “You see, haven’t you agreed to become my teammate?”

“I did not agree!”

“But Witch, you don’t have the power to refuse.”

Diya wanted to say more, but then she suddenly remembered the favor of the Bronze Dragon.

The timing of the Observer’s appearance was just too coincidental.

Just when Diya decided to trigger the “Bronze Dragon’s Favor,” he suddenly appeared in the high tower’s bedroom. The protective Miracle that covered the Imperial City and the alert mechanism that permeated every corner of the royal palace, even the Holy Sanctuary Mages were unable to detect his presence.

He seemed like a being that transcended the mortal world.

Other than the Bronze Dragon, Diya had never seen another life form that could be compared to the Observer; although part of this was due to Diya’s limited experience, the overwhelming pressure the Observer exerted on her was simply too daunting—yes, even when the powerful Red Death Cultist and Black Butler teamed up against him, in addition to the Secret Princess, they couldn’t overcome the Observer.

Even though the Observer claimed he was just a Two-winged Mage inviting her for an adventure in the Void Realm, Diya didn’t believe a single punctuation mark of it. She suspected he was incognito, covertly playing a game with mortals, pretending to be a pig but was probably plotting which tiger to devour.

But why was he so fixated on me…

A thought suddenly popped into Diya’s mind: Could he also be under the influence of the Bronze Dragon?

Indeed, the trials arranged by the Bronze Dragon had this characteristic: the outcomes were good, but the processes were invariably grueling. Without a doubt, spending days with the Observer was bound to be tormenting.

So that was it; the Bronze Dragon was at it again.

Since that was the case, Diya felt there was no need to continue refusing: “Alright, I agree to become your companion, so what’s next?”

“Now that you’re my companion, then naturally, I have the responsibility to take care of you, right?” the Observer asked.

Diya always felt there was a trap hidden in his words: “Theoretically…yes.”

“And now that you’ve turned into a child, doesn’t it also follow that I should become one of your guardians and am obligated to take care of your daily life?”

“Of course not!” Diya shook her head firmly: “I don’t need you to look after me, get lost, don’t disturb my reading!”

“That’s exactly why I’m here.” The Observer spoke: “First, finish the rest of the strawberry juice. It’s a tonic; don’t waste it.”

Before Diya could react, she picked up the cup and guzzled down the mysterious liquid.

“Then, pack up your things, and be a well-mannered kid.”

To Diya’s horror, she found herself unable to control her body as she automatically stuffed the books back onto the shelves.

“What are you doing? Why can you control my body? Is it a Spirit Miracle?”

“Let me go! I want to read!”

“No,” the Observer waggled his finger: “You’re going to play.”

“I’m not really a child, what am I supposed to play with!” Diya was near hysterical: “Didn’t you want me to be your teammate? Shouldn’t you let me learn and cultivate to become stronger? How does me playing help you?”

“But you are a child now, and children need to balance work and play. Brimming with energy during the day, getting involved in perilous adventures by night—that’s what being a good kid is all about.” The Observer pulled out a pair of gloves: “But before going out to play, you need to wear gloves, so you don’t get your little hands dirty…”

“Observer, have you gone mad?”

“Witch, you can be so impolite sometimes.” The Observer tapped the gloves, and the adult gloves instantly turned into a pair of pink children’s fingerless gloves, handing them to Diya to put on herself.

“That’s because you don’t listen!”

Diya pouted at him. Her eyes darted to the mirror, and she quickly switched to a cute expression: “Hey, Observer Brother, why are you doing this to me?”

“Oh, is it the little witch?” The Observer was calm: “Like this, I control your body, so you can’t read.”

“Mmm-hmm!”

“You also can’t keep investigating Hanna and Banjee, and you definitely can’t turn against Igula and Harvey.”

“Oh!”

“Under my compulsion, you can only go and play games with others. Doesn’t that make you feel pitiful?”

“It does! So pitiful!”

“Then what are you waiting for? Go play!”

“Yay!”