Chapter 50 : Chapter 50

Chapter 50 : Could Witch Academy Have Urban Legends Too?

I finally bid a reluctant farewell to the grandmas.

I’d spent quite a bit of time there, and the sky was getting a bit dark.

As I left, they started packing up their stalls.

Looking at them now, despite the companionship of their old dormmates, their loneliness still seeped through.

Maybe I’d come back a few more times?

Not to mooch free food.

My skin wasn’t that thick.

I just wanted to keep them company.

Plus, their snacks were genuinely good.

I took a bite of the snack in my hand.

My favorite was the one that reminded me of a roujiamo.

Its flavor brought a wave of nostalgia.

No matter how varied the snacks were, they all led to the same delicious destination.

The alley’s paths were winding, but it seemed to lead to another street.

At this hour, I saw hardly anyone, barely a shadow until a figure with crisp footsteps gradually came into view.

My gaze sized up this senior sister, wondering why someone like her would wander into an alley like me, looking for trouble.

She met my eyes, staring back with a look that sent shivers down my spine, like I was prey under a beast’s gaze.

Was this the pressure of a senior sister’s aura?

I turned my head away, not daring to rudely stare at such a terrifying senior.

“Freshmen shouldn’t wander at night. You might run into trouble,” she said as we passed, her gaze shifting away, her tone cool yet carrying a hint of intent.

“Okay, thanks for the warning, Senior…”

I quickly thanked her.

Regardless of anything else, this senior was someone I couldn’t afford to mess with.

Since she gave me advice, I should respond.

But she didn’t react further to my thanks.

Only when her figure disappeared did I breathe a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t even that late, and I knew Witch Academy had a nightlife.

What did she mean by that?

Was she warning freshmen not to roam at night, worried we’d get caught by senior sisters?

Maybe that made sense.

And here I was, stupidly wandering into an empty alley wasn’t that just asking for it?

This should’ve been peak time for hole-in-the-wall stalls.

Or was this place just low-traffic?

Had I come to the wrong spot?

I took another bite of my snack, suppressing a flicker of unease.

As I walked deeper, I faintly heard soft sobbing, like a girl who’d been asked out by her boyfriend at night only to get dumped.

In this dim setting, it felt a bit eerie.

I nearly cursed out loud, my heart racing.

Did Witch Academy have urban legends too?

A female ghost?

I’d lived this long and never seen a ghost.

Spirit Vision hadn’t shown me anything that creepy either.

But this was a supernatural world.

I didn’t dare jump to conclusions.

Instinctively, I clutched the badge on my chest.

It was my only offensive tool right now.

Using a spell here might not be ideal, but my life was more important.

Activating Spirit Vision, I could tell if the source was a supernatural ghost.

Spirit Vision gave me answers.

In its view, I could easily trace the sound’s spread and pinpoint its source.

Ignoring physical barriers, I sensed it was a living person, even feeling the magic power fluctuations from their magic power source.

That kind of energy leakage was probably what the grandma meant by a freshman’s unstable magic power source.

Their situation was similar to mine.

A freshman?

But why was a freshman here?

I immediately thought of the senior sister who’d just passed me.

A possibility popped into my head.

My expression turned odd.

Could there really be a senior sister doing something this bizarre?

I’d only heard about it from Bai Yu, never seen it myself.

No, wait, I had seen it when Bai Yu was with me.

That incident was the spark for her revealing Witch Academy’s perverse behaviors.

It was late at night, and that senior sister just left a freshman here?

They were alone.

Based on how senior sisters treated boys differently, I had a feeling this was a persecuted boy.

No, a girl now.

A mischievous grin crept onto my face.

This was too interesting.

I also liked to watch ahem, no, I was thinking of their well-being.

A boy facing this kind of shock, what if they couldn’t handle it?

Saving a life was worth more than building a seven-story pagoda.

I was doing a good deed, not chasing a spectacle.

Suppressing my excitement, I ran toward the sound, unable to keep the grin off my face.

When I turned into a small dead-end alley, the scene hit me hard.

I’d thought this kid was just forcibly given a magic power source by a prankster senior sister.

But this was way more intense than I’d imagined.

In the corner of the dead-end alley lay a delicate-looking girl.

At first glance, she was quite tall, her long black hair messily draped around her, almost ghost-like in its eeriness.

But the men’s clothing on her confirmed my guess.

Another unfortunate boy, persecuted.

Her men’s clothes were torn, clearly from a rough encounter.

They barely covered her, and her pants were in bad shape, one leg ripped to the side.

It was like she was wearing thigh-high shorts, her pale legs curled and overlapping, showing scrapes from the ground.

The red blood had darkened and scabbed, suggesting minor injuries.

When she sensed someone approaching, she seemed startled, shrinking into the corner.

“No… don’t! Get lost! Stay away from me! Don’t…”

I hadn’t expected my approach to provoke such a strong reaction.

That senior sister must’ve left a deep impression.

Of course, it might not have been that senior sister, but she was a prime suspect.

Passing by, she’d have noticed something was off but clearly didn’t care.