Sorcerer’s Handbook

Impossible!

Zach was filled with disbelief and a sense of betrayal. His position at Swordflower College was not only due to his status as a two-wings fist-claw sorcerer but also thanks to the influence of his Family. His mother was a Griffin Meteorologist in the Griffin Squad, holding the noble title of armor peerage. Their Family was well-regarded even within Galaxia.

However, without the support of a Sanctuary, a Family like his could rise and fall within a generation. Once his mother passed away, they would revert to their original state. Furthermore, while the guard palace nobility wielded power, they struggled to accumulate wealth. As a result, they often had to rely on the prosperous inner court nobility, forming complex interest groups. Zach's Family was aligned with a Count's Family that boasted a sanctuary sorcerer.

Even though Zach received orders from the Count to act as a front-runner, he could have refused if he sensed danger. He dared to seize Therave's heritage because the Count assured him that the Red-Haired Sword Princess was dead!

This wasn't merely a logical deduction. After failing to contact the Sword Princess, several nobles commissioned a prophecy from the Sanctuary, confirming that Sonya was no longer in the Distant Sky Domain!

If she wasn't in the Distant Sky Domain and couldn't be reached, what other possibility was there besides death?

The situation was even more advantageous because, despite Sonya's significant secrets, she had no real estate at the time. Her only relative was her mother, a simple village woman far away in the countryside.

Had she owned property, they couldn't have bypassed regulations to search her home. Only the Police Department would have the authority to handle Sonya's belongings. If she had a legally recognized sorcerer partner, even the Police Department couldn't hold onto her belongings; they would have to be handed over to her partner for heritage distribution.

For instance, the heritage of the four fallen sanctuary sorcerers in the Stars Kingdom was no less valuable than Sonya's. Yet, no one coveted their heritage because, firstly, their relatives were sorcerers, and secondly, their heritage was stored in their own property, making it impossible to act without legal repercussions.

This was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so they rushed over to seize Sonya's belongings before the confirmed news of her death arrived. Even if the Sword Princess's rural mother came to Galaxia to claim the belongings, they could use the excuse of 'discovering prohibited items' to keep most of the heritage, returning only insignificant items to the uninformed village woman.

The premise was that Sonya Therave was truly dead!

Yes, Sonya had no real estate, no relatives to rely on, and no advanced noble title. Her death would extinguish her influence, and people would only focus on her hidden secrets.

But as long as she wasn't dead, she was a sanctuary sorcerer, a human tactical weapon, a formidable presence that needed no respect from anyone except legends!

"In the face of a home invasion, this should count as self-defense, right?"

Sonya held them by their throats and lifted them up. It seemed that she had put on makeup before she arrived, her radiant smile accompanied by kind words: "Don't worry, I'll be living here for a while, so I won't make it too gruesome. Plus, it looks like it's my turn to clean today… So I'll just break 208 bones, there won't be any blood."

"You, you can't!" the female deputy screamed, her head bleeding from the impact, "I am Trellia Nob, I am-"

"Trellia!"

Zach roared, "What are you trying to say!?"

Trellia paused for a moment, seeing the mocking smile curling at Sonya's lips, resentment flashing in her eyes. She took a deep breath and said, "I am the deputy director of the administrative department, you cannot attack school faculty!"

"You dare offend those behind you, but dare to offend me?" Sonya still maintained a crisp smile, yet her ruby eyes shadowed slightly with darkness: "Because offending them might affect your future, right? But have you ever considered…"

Her hands suddenly tightened, like a vise clamping down on their throats!

"I could kill you right now," said the village girl, her gaze fixed intently on them.

A girl not yet twenty, living in the ivory tower of academia, speaking such words-no sane person would take them seriously. Zach and Trellia took this job because they truly believed there would be no repercussions. If it had been Trozan, they would have cowered immediately, but Sonya, a young celebrity who had neither entered society nor ever killed anyone, did not instill much fear in them, even when captured.

Yet at that moment, their hearts felt like they had plunged into icy depths, their minds blank.

The pretty young girl before them seemed pure and kind, made of love and candy, but they felt as if they were being watched by a fierce beast, ready to crush their necks at any moment!

"Sonya!"

It was then that Lois called out, and Sonya slowly relaxed her grip, allowing the two to catch their breath from the lack of oxygen.

"We're just nobodies!" Zach hurriedly explained: "Even if we stepped forward to testify, it would be useless, there's no substantial evidence. And indeed, we haven't broken any laws this time; we just received news from Ms. Therave about your suspected death, so we came early to sort out your belongings-this is a function of the administrative department!"

Trellia was already too scared to speak.

"Will my belongings be returned to my mother?" Sonya asked calmly.

Zach could only reply tactfully, "They will be returned after inspection!"

"And how did the news of my death come about? Who told you I was dead?"

"Anonymous incorrect information, untraceable," Zach said. "We will conduct a thorough review once we return, scrutinizing our information channels!"

Sonya smiled, "So you haven't done anything wrong, you just caused a commotion in my dorm because of a misunderstanding?"

"So, haven't we already apologized?" Trellia seemed to regain her courage from Zach's words. She clutched Sonya's arms tightly, her nails almost digging in, as if trying to unleash some Miracle against Sonya, but she couldn't even breach Sonya's Sanctuary. "Why don't you let us go already? We've explained everything. If you have any issues, file a complaint! You're intentionally hurting us now, restricting our freedom! You're breaking the law, you know that?"

"We are at fault," Zach admitted, his tone conciliatory yet subtly defiant. "We will make amends for our mistakes. If Ms. Therave is still unsatisfied, she can file a grievance with the school."

Sonya's gaze turned icy. She knew they were right; their actions weren't deserving of death, and they had thoroughly studied the school's rules and legal regulations. Even in the worst-case scenario, they could hide behind the law.

She was all too familiar with this kind of tactic. In her childhood, she and her mother often encountered these passive-aggressive maneuvers. Those people never did anything overtly wrong, yet they managed to disgust you. Complaints would enter a lengthy processing period, and ultimately, she had to adhere to her mother's frustrating yet practical approach to life-endure.

Of course, Sonya's status was different now. Swordflower College would undoubtedly provide her with a satisfactory resolution, ensuring she wouldn't have to see these two again at school.

But how was this any different from the past?

I'm so strong now, yet why do they still dare to flaunt their arrogance in front of me? Why do they still dare… to disrespect me!?

"Sonya!"

Adelle whimpered, complaining, "They hit me!"

Sonya turned to look at them, seeing Adelle sitting on the floor, her pajamas dirty, one side of her face swollen from a slap; Engulite was leaning against the wardrobe, sweating profusely, her hands hanging naturally, blood dripping from her palms; only Lois seemed unharmed, but she shook her head slightly at Sonya, her eyes full of concern.

However, witnessing this scene, the stretching paw sword saint made up her mind. She dragged the two out of the room, where several floors were crowded with students who had just returned from class, along with the black-clad followers these two had brought.

She looked at the tense black-clad men and said, "You, jump down."

The black-clad men were stunned.

"This is the third floor. Jumping down won't kill you, at most you'll need a few days of treatment," Sonya said coldly. "You can run, or you can choose not to jump. I'm giving you ten seconds. Ten, nine, eight, seven…"

For the first few seconds, everyone hesitated, but by the time she counted to five, Sonya expanded her Sanctuary to envelop everyone. By the time she reached three, her spirit began to manifest, and the killing intent spirit brazenly exuded a terrifying aura, the blood-red killing intent almost tangible, pressing down on everyone's shoulders like a prison…

Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore and was the first to jump. Then, like dumplings, the others followed suit, one after another, crashing onto the concrete below with loud thuds, almost all of them breaking their legs.

No one in the dormitory dared to speak; everyone watched the scene in silence. When Sonya finished counting down, she looked down at the two in her grasp.

"We'll jump too!" Zach immediately said.

"You can't do this!" Trellia exclaimed hysterically, "I am a direct descendant of the Nob family, and the Viscount Nob is my uncle!"

"Nob?" Sonya recalled something, "What are Sylvia and Alto to you?"

"Sylvia is my niece, and Alto is my cousin!" Trellia cried out as if clutching at straws. "Yes, you even starred in Alto's TV drama. You can't harm me!"

Sonya nodded silently, unfolded her virtual wings, and carried the two towards the sky.

As they flew higher and higher, almost able to oversee the entire Swordflower College, both Zach and Trellia felt increasingly uneasy, their voices trembling as they asked, "Are you planning to drop us?"

"How could I?" Sonya said, "You are two-wings sorcerers, capable of flying. What use would dropping you have?"

"I'll go down with you."

With that, she grabbed the backs of their heads and plummeted towards the ground like a cannonball!

300 meters!

200 meters!

100 meters!

The scenery zoomed in rapidly, and despite spreading their wings, the two couldn't resist the rapid descent! Trellia screamed wildly, scratching around, while Zach tried to resist by turning around. However, Sonya was now performing the three-wings Swordsmanship Miracle 'Vibration Surge,' far beyond what two-wings sorcerers could contend with.

Students from the dormitory buildings who saw them plummeting began to scream until a loud crash echoed as Sonya, carrying them, smashed into the ground, raising a huge cloud of dust!

"Ah!–"

Zach's eyes widened as he saw the gravel on the ground, his head merely five centimeters from hitting the earth, saved only by Sonya halting their kinetic energy at the last moment.

"Uh…"

Trellia broke down crying, with a suspiciously foul liquid seeping through her trousers. Zach was no exception, though his pants absorbed more of it.

But it wasn't over yet, as Sonya lifted them again. Just when they thought they were in for another drop, they found that Sonya had flown to the front gate of the college.

It was the afternoon, and the entrance of Swordflower College was already a bustling commercial area, dense with people. Thus, the nearby citizens and students stared in disbelief at the renowned Red-Haired Sword Princess, who hung the two on a pillar at the entrance.

Not only that, but Sonya also summoned the Heart Sword to draw several sword bonds, securely binding them with Miracles.

Originally, she wasn't much for Control Miracles, but just as the Observer's Heart Sword spirit and Sword Mark spirit stepped back, they filled this gap, unexpectedly coming in handy right now.

Being tied to the college gate, and soon to be the spectacle of thousands of passersby, even as some began filming, Zach's face turned ashen, and Trellia muttered, "You can't do this… I am of the Nob family… don't you know Sylvia and Alto?"

"Yes, I do know them, and I treated them with the respect they deserved when we were in a relationship," Sonya stated calmly. "Now, it's to see if they will respect me."

"I don't care who is behind you. This Miracle will last about 12 hours. I'll wait and see if anyone comes to untie you early."

At that moment, the dean of students arrived with a group from inside the campus. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he looked at the two tied to the pillar and said to Sonya, "Whatever happened, could we take them down first? This is damaging the school's reputation."

"Do you know what happened?" Sonya asked calmly.

"I will investigate and understand," the dean exhaled heavily. "Could you-"

"If you still wish to intervene after your investigation, please prepare the documentation and send a written application to Professor Trozan's office. I will respond within five business days. If the school wishes to fine or reprimand me, I will accept that," Sonya stated. "Of course, you can try to undo their Binding Miracle by yourselves, but…"

She stepped closer to the dean, looking straight ahead, "Whoever takes them down is rejecting my friendship."

"The friendship of a half-year Sanctuary, a future legend, and a village girl young enough to slowly avenge every enemy and their descendants."

With that, the Red-Haired Sword Princess strode away, as audacious as the Underworld Forces.

The dean and others looked at each other, and finally, the dean could only say, "Notify the principal, let the principal decide."

Someone asked, "But didn't the principal say he was injured at Ruby Mountain and needed to recuperate?"

The dean looked at him as if he were a fool, "That's why we need the principal to decide. Otherwise, would you go and take them down?"

"I can't undo a Sanctuary Miracle," the latter shook his head repeatedly.