Mage Manual

Chapter 1539 - 1126: Don’t Hide from Me!

In the wardrobe, Sonia’s mood experienced several ups and downs. At first, she didn’t care at all when she heard Weiser speak ill of her; later, when Weiser recounted her dedication and deep affection to Ash, she felt shy yet somewhat secretly delighted, as if she heard passersby praising her talent and beauty; when Weiser said she wanted to confess, she froze.

A moment later, Sonia reached out and pinched Diya’s cheeks, whispering, "If you had a bit of shame like Silver Lamp, I wouldn’t bully you like this."

"Don’t rush to criticize me." The Witch sniffed as if she smelled something: "Can’t you sense the same aura as before?"

Sonia sniffed with a bit of confusion: "What aura?"

"The aura of a deceitful woman."

*

"Confession?" Ash also froze, "Confess... what?"

"Of course, it’s about our deeds tonight." Weiser said: "Think about it, with your personality, you’ll definitely expose yourself in front of everyone tomorrow. Tonight, you’re still full of conflicted emotions, but when you wake up tomorrow looking radiant and satisfied, anyone can see you must’ve had a secret affair."

"The Sword Maiden is so smart, if your gaze toward me seems off at all, she’ll surely realize your secret liaison is with me. Rather than waiting for her to find out, making her feel wronged and upset, we might as well confess and admit our fault."

"I don’t care about the Sword Maiden’s feelings," Weiser said, "but I want to ease your guilt."

The cute Divine Being with glasses stared at Ash, softly saying: "At that time, you can blame everything on me, after all, I did charm you. I’ll make the Sword Maiden believe it’s all my responsibility, all my fault, and won’t let her be angry with you."

Ash firmly shook his head: "Impossible! How could I blame you? If anyone should admit fault, it should be me!"

"But I charmed you, and you weren’t willing to be with me—"

"I am willing."

Weiser blinked, her brows curving as she looked at Ash. Ash, feeling a bit embarrassed, averted his gaze and murmured, "Even if you charmed me, but..."

He took a deep breath, confessing his true feelings: "When punishing each other with Silver Lamp, I was very happy and even grew fonder of you. So, if there’s a sin, it would be our shared guilt."

"What a coincidence," Weiser leaned towards his ear, warmly responding to his confession: "I was very happy too, and grew fonder of you. You’ve led a Divine Being astray, my dear Mage."

"Then let’s confess together, but you should prepare yourself mentally."

Ash took a deep breath: "I’ve already steeled myself."

Since the Witch entered the tent, he had already steeled himself for a fatal encounter. Though he didn’t know why the wardrobe was still quiet, he treated every second as the last moment and no longer feared death.

"You need to prepare not only for dealing with the Sword Maiden’s anger," Weiser said, "but also to face the reality that we’ll have to maintain distance from now on."

"Ah?"

"Do you think we can continue to associate after confessing to the Sword Maiden?" Weiser said: "That wouldn’t be a confession, but sheer provocation, and the Sword Maiden would take it as a test and hate you for life."

"Even if just to appease her, you must promise we’ll break off all daily contact, and aside from business matters, we can’t have any private interactions, much less be intimate like tonight... Sneaking to meet you now is merely a ’mistake,’ but confessing and promising to the Sword Maiden, then daring to repeat it, would be an unforgivable ’betrayal.’

Ash nodded repeatedly in agreement; indeed, silly errors and confessing mistakes are one thing, but confessing and then repeating mistakes again is another; initial and repeat offenses carry different consequences.

However, he had a small confusion: "Wait, so even if you can block the Gospel Divine Being’s surveillance, it doesn’t really matter, does it? As soon as you came over tonight, we’d have to confess to the Sword Maiden. You knew this, so why—"

"I don’t know." Weiser shook her head, gently kissed Ash’s cheek, eyes shimmering with silver light: "I’ve been obsessed these days with finding ways to thwart the Gospel Divine Being and wanting to kiss you, without considering the consequences. I’m very smart, but because of you, I become foolish and willingly do silly things."

Ash lightly bit his lip, murmuring: "Stop charming me... and you’re still not letting go now..."

"I’m not charming you," Weiser’s right hand still held tight, continuing to pluck Ash’s sensitive heartstrings, enchanting allure flowing at her brow: "Don’t blame everything on me; sometimes... you yourself are to blame."

"However, this is the last time we can have together," she said: "Until you resolve things with the Sword Maiden, we’ll probably have to keep our distance, meaning this period may well be forever."

Ash opened his mouth but found it hard to refute Silver Lamp’s judgment.

"So," Weiser looked at Ash with tears in her eyes, "Tonight is our last night, Ash."

"It’s the last night we can have." Her voice had a kind of charming magic: "After tonight, you will never have me again."

"Ash, do you understand?"

Ash’s heart pounded like a war drum, his breath became shallow and fast, his breath became hot, but his reason miraculously returned to the high ground. He realized what Silver Lamp wanted, something he must hold on to, but he found himself unable to do so.

If the Witch uses intrigue and tunneling to steal cities, then Silver Lamp is using psychological tactics to gradually break down the defenders’ will... For the Witch, Ash could still explain his defeat, but for Silver Lamp, he could only surrender and capitulate!

"Since we’ve planned to confess our faults to the Sword Maiden, and tonight is our last night..." Weiser was clearly suggesting, yet her momentum was like a chef cornering Lalafei, her fiery gaze seemingly ready to ignite Ash: "Why don’t we do everything we want to do?"

"But—"

"I know your agreement with the Sword Maiden, but as long as we don’t tell her, how will she know?" Weiser said softly, "Confession is your respect for the Sword Maiden, while keeping it a secret... is your pity for me."

"Moreover, having a little more experience will also be beneficial for your wedding night with the Sword Maiden, right? Even if by then I can only watch from afar as you embrace happiness, I still hope you can have a perfect night."

Almost every word Weiser spoke hit the softest spot in Ash’s heart, and Ash couldn’t stand this casual self-pity and self-despair. He couldn’t utter a word of struggle, only able to look at Silver Lamp with a complicated expression.

However, Weiser was not satisfied with this victory; she pursued complete annihilation. She adjusted her glasses and sat upright on the Mage’s lap, letting Ash fully see her outline while maintaining a slight distance: "Even if it’s the last night, do you still think it’s inappropriate? Is it because... I’m not worthy?"

When Weiser was tightly embraced by Ash, she knew she had won.

If the previous moment when Weiser saw Ash as her "Redemption Punishment" had some genuine emotion, then when she started talking about the Sword Maiden, everything afterwards was a means to deceive Ash into falling.

To achieve the most critical accomplishment, Ash had to cross the Sword Maiden’s bottom line. Weiser chose a roundabout way—first using a confession to offset Ash’s guilt towards the Sword Maiden, then using the last night to evoke Ash’s guilt towards herself!

But regardless of whether they find the Sword Maiden to confess, even if they do, Weiser is confident she could fool Ash ten times a week, that there is no such thing as a last night. Ash is so easy to deceive, not because he’s ruled by desire, but precisely because he can resist desire. If he were just an animal controlled by desire, he would be difficult to seduce—the survival instinct is the greatest desire.

No matter who, facing the Blood Moon Shattered Lake of the Sword Maiden, their heart becomes still like water.

But Ash can resist desire, including the survival instinct; otherwise, he wouldn’t frequently risk his life adventuring. He is a hopeless romantic at heart; as long as a "no regrets" ambiance is created, he can easily fall... The focus is not "death," but "no regrets."

Actually, Weiser’s plan tonight was initially just to get affectionate with him, not intending to reach the last step, given the risk of breaking with the Sword Maiden is too high, and the chances against her are too low... Compared to a showdown with the Sword Maiden, Weiser would rather lay low and watch the intrigue between the Witch and the Sword Maiden.

But Ash changed everything, and tonight the one who fell wasn’t just Ash, but her as well.

There’s one thing she didn’t lie about: she foresaw immense risks in her actions, but she had no mood to consider the consequences, her mind filled only with thoughts of possessing the lover before her... She became foolish, willingly doing stupid things.

So, Sword Maiden... I’m sorry.

Don’t blame me for being inconsiderate; blame Ash for being so charming tonight. And for some reason, Ash seems particularly skilled at pleasing people; is it experience? But Ash has always been well-behaved in the Allstars prison, and even after getting out he’s been with us, he shouldn’t have had a chance to gain experience... It must be Talent, right?

However, Weiser found it strange—in Ash’s eyes, besides the intoxicated affection, there seemed to be a sense of facing death calmly?

Weiser’s skin turned a charming pink, the Divine Being moved like a snake across the Mage’s body, the temperature in the tent rose sharply. During a deep kiss, Weiser suddenly bit Ash’s lip, and he paused, then bit Weiser’s lip back.

Iron, lemon, and sweet orange flavor.

No words were needed; this secret of love known only to the two could ignite their souls more than any sweet talk.

Just when Ash was about to completely succumb, entrusting his life and death to Fate, the silver crystal in the tent’s eight corners flickered.

Weiser instantly snapped out of her haze, looking alertly at the tent’s entrance curtains: "Someone is trying to invade here, the Silver Light domain is about to be breached."

Another invasion?

Ash froze, then saw Weiser turn her head toward the wardrobe beside them. Without hesitation, he held Silver Lamp tightly, his tone almost pleading:

"You promised to be honest, right? No need to hide, right?"