Chapter 45: Sorcery, Dreams

Lost?! Despite feeling fully prepared, he still lost. However, Little Weil knew that his loss was unfair, but a loss was a loss. Other Knight Apprentices might not have seen the secret behind it, thinking it was just a wonderful knight duel, and applauded Little Weil and Lilith. But Molly and the two Formal Knights both saw that Lilith’s victory was not glorious. Although Lilith had the advantage for most of the time, this advantage was not enough to turn into a victory. Instead, Little Weil’s two unexpected counterattacks were quite brilliant, accurately hitting Lilith’s weak points and almost winning.

Moving his sore arms, Little Weil gritted his teeth and exchanged for the Intermediate Tendon Changing and Bone Forging Method, instantly losing five thousand contribution points.

“You’ve become much stronger. If I hadn’t been fully prepared, you would have won today.” Lilith stood in front of Little Weil, her expression slightly complex. As a Knight Apprentice, she needed to hold herself to knightly standards and rules, but today, for the Face of the Rose Knight Hall, she cheated. It was impossible for Little Weil, with his intelligence, not to have noticed. Now, facing him as the victor, it was truly awkward.

“Equipment is also part of strength. A win is a win, a loss is a loss. Is the result important? Isn’t the insight that’s more useful for improving strength more important?” What else could Little Weil say now besides feigning generosity? He couldn’t afford to lose, but what if he did? As a man, he had to swallow it even if it meant biting his teeth to pieces.

Little Weil was not without gains. Every time he fought Lilith, Little Weil could feel his experience in knight combat rapidly improving, as if “fighting monsters” really gave experience points. It was just that fighting small monsters was easy, but fighting bosses was too difficult, especially bosses with their own equipment.

“Hey, Lilith, don’t rely too much on equipment during training. It’s not good for your growth.” Little Weil seriously warned Lilith, “As a friend, this is my advice to you, and I will win back very soon, even if you still use this equipment that can push me back.”

Lilith looked at Little Weil with a serious expression, nodded gently and said, “I believe you can quickly find a way to deal with this sword. I never doubt your intelligence, but I never imagined that your talent in the Dao of knights would be so high. To have such strength in less than a month is truly unimaginable.”

“Less than a month? That’s already a long time. In fact, as long as you Cultivate with your heart and mind, rapid progress is no big deal, right?” Little Weil’s words made Lilith and Molly roll their eyes, but it must be said that after battling Little Weil, every Knight Apprentice had gained a lot, and their improvement speed was indeed several times faster than before. If you add Molly’s newly created and simplified female version of the Elementary Tendon Changing and Bone Forging Method, a tenfold increase might be too much to claim, but a three to five-fold increase in the early stages is certainly conceivable.

“Hehe, you’re a Genius, we Mortals can’t compare. This equipment was also borrowed temporarily, just this once. I won’t use it in informal occasions again. Hmm, it seems I won’t use wooden swords in formal occasions either, so it looks like I won’t need it anymore.” Lilith looked at the exquisite wooden sword in her hand, gently stroking the patterns on it. “This sword was made by my mother when she was young. At that time, she knew nothing about knight swordplay, but she defeated my father, who was an Elementary Knight, with this wooden sword. They eventually got together because of that incident.”

Seeing Lilith’s slight sadness, Little Weil very wisely did not ask about her family affairs. Although doing so might have brought him closer to her, whoever wanted to deal with such troublesome things could do it; he certainly wouldn’t invite such a big trouble. Lilith and Molly were aunt and niece, so their backgrounds must not be simple. One was a Wizard Apprentice, the other an Advanced Knight who was an Awakened. It was best to maintain a normal friendly relationship; getting too close would be very dangerous, in all aspects.

The training was completely over. After packing up and changing out of the training gear,

Little Weil sauntered back. After observing for a while, he found that there were people invisibly protecting him. This was interesting. He didn’t seem to be a big shot, did he? Why was this happening?

When did he stop being ordinary? The god of wisdom? No, ever since he got that white box from Professor Wiesel, things around him started to become strange. Little Weil even suspected that everything he was experiencing might just be a dream? After waking up, he would find himself lie in Professor Wiesel’s bookstore, drooling on the books, and being scolded out by Professor Wiesel. Returning home, his gentle, beautiful, and generous mother would have already made dinner, his sister would secretly sprinkle pepper on his steak, and his father would continue to read the newspaper he was interested in. There would be no knights, no Wizard Apprentices, just an ordinary family living an ordinary life.

“Yo, my dear son, what are you thinking about, so engrossed?” His father’s familiar voice rang in his ears.

“I was thinking, is today’s steak a bit too spicy?” Little Weil answered very naturally, which made Floret Declan burst into laughter, while Mojeis tapped Viya lightly on the head.

“Alright, alright, let’s switch. Father is an adult now and isn’t afraid of spicy food. It must be our cute little angel who mixed up Big Brother’s and Father’s plates, isn’t that right, our cute little angel?” Floret Declan chuckled and kissed his adorable daughter, making her even happier, and she even made a funny Face at Little Weil.

Since there were no knights and no Wizard Apprentices, after dinner was family leisure time. Mother, as always, liked to teach the knowledge she learned at the academy, and Father listened with great interest. His sister, however, mischievously wriggled her body like a caterpillar, sometimes scratching her nose, sometimes tugging at her brother’s clothes, just unable to settle down.

Mother coaxed Viya to sleep. Father ruffled Little Weil’s hair, sending him off to rest early, as he had classes tomorrow. After washing up, his familiar big bed was so soft it made him drowsy. He jumped up fiercely and threw himself onto the bed. So comfortable.

In a daze, a voice rang in his ear, seemingly talking about something, a box, a silver-colored box.

“No silver-colored box, but do you want books covered in drool?” Little Weil blurted out, instantly waking up. At some point, a tall figure stood before him, seeming somewhat strange, yet also somewhat familiar.

“Who are you? Why are you in my house?” Little Weil was greatly startled. What kind of strange situation was this now?

“Who am I? Have you forgotten? Here, I exchanged a playboy for your silver-colored box. Think carefully, the silver-colored box, what’s inside the box?” The tall figure’s voice seemed a bit blurry, yet it could be heard very clearly. His Face was so blurry that it couldn’t be seen clearly, yet it gave a sense of familiarity.

“A silver-colored box? I don’t have a silver-colored box.” Little Weil tilted his small head, trying to see the person’s true Face clearly.

“What?! You don’t have a silver-colored box? No, the silver-colored box you took from Professor Wiesel’s bookstore, the silver-colored box Professor Wiesel lent you.” The tall figure guided Little Weil’s line of thought.

“Wasn’t that just an absurd dream?” Little Weil looked at him doubtfully and said, “I just came back from Professor Wiesel’s bookstore. I was kicked out by Professor Wiesel because I drooled on the books. Professor Wiesel isn’t some evil wizard; he’s a Sage, a highly knowledgeable Scholar.”

“I xxxxx” The tall figure let out a string of curses, “I’ve gone too deep into the dream, actually taking him back to before Professor Wiesel’s accident. Who the hell gave him a psychological suggestion to make him think the silver-colored box was his own hallucination? Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”

“I’m so sleepy. I practiced basic swordsmanship all day, and I’m really tired. Can you please be quiet?” Little Weil shook his dizzy head, then suddenly paused: “Wait, when did I learn basic swordsmanship?”

“Oh, you actually woke up. Hehe, kid, your Mental Energy isn’t weak. Damn Temple Knight, my dear Little Weil, we’ll meet again next time. I am the Nightmare Messenger, looking forward to our next meeting.” The tall figure’s voice grew softer and softer, and everything around him suddenly changed as if a broken mirror. He stood still by the roadside, looking at a shop window, his reflection in the mirror appearing slightly pale.

“Ding~, Apostle has suffered sorcery, dream invasion. No destructive impact on the Apostle. Due to the impact of dream sorcery, the Apostle self-Awakened in the dream, and Mental Energy increased by 0.1 points.” The proxy spirit’s words made Little Weil tremble all over, cold sweat streaming down. He had been unknowingly affected, and by sorcery at that? Fortunately, the other party had no ill intentions, only wanting to inquire about the silver-colored box, and he had disguised himself in time after noticing the anomaly, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. His strength was still too weak.

What flaw are you talking about? Hehe, Father only recently started focusing on learning knowledge, also for the purpose of better knight training. He couldn’t have possibly sat around Mother listening to her tell those “sleep-inducing” “heavenly books” before.

Through the shop window, Little Weil unexpectedly saw the figure of Temple Knight Ken. Sure enough, someone was secretly protecting him.