The two Gunblade Class sorcerers stared at Sonya in utter confusion. She ended the call right after demanding help. The abrupt cut felt like a heroine suddenly being captured by the main villain in a play.

One of them asked cautiously, "Uh… Miss Selby… what exactly are you doing?"

Sonya waved her hand dismissively. "Ah, this has nothing to do with you. You're just doing your job, so I won't blame you. But two minutes of my time have already been wasted. Someone has to take responsibility. I'm only a student, so I don't have the authority to demand an explanation from Truth University. That's why I called my professor. Professor Trosan may only be a Sacred Realm sorcerer, but she still carries some weight.

"When she arrives, just tell her the truth. Tell her who ordered you to stop me, and who tried to restrict my access. Professor Trosan has a terrible temper, but she doesn't go around murdering people. You won't be in any danger."

The two guards exchanged a tense glance. They quickly tapped on their Miracle Bracelets, then stepped aside. "The administration has approved your entry. Please proceed."

"No, no," Sonya shook her head, rejecting them outright. "I've already called Professor Trosan. I'll wait here and report my grievances properly. I can't play this card often, so now that I've used it, I should make the most of it. Don't worry, I really don't blame you. But I'd advise you not to be stubborn. For the salary you earn, it isn't worth offending a Sacred Realm sorcerer."

"Miss Selby, please calm down. There's no need to be upset. We'll immediately—"

Sonya smiled. "So you do know I'm upset. Look, I'm already this angry just because my time was wasted. Now think about it. If Professor Trosan gets tricked into coming all the...