My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Not Adding Up
Lazeth kept her face neutral, but frustration simmered beneath. Lucia was determined to monopolize Asher’s knowledge, and Lazeth couldn’t do a thing about it. She had nothing to offer in return.

Reluctantly, she bowed her head slightly and bid her leave.

When only the two of them remained, Lucia’s face changed from playful to serious. She began speaking a spell under her breath.

The air in the room vibrated slightly, and an invisible force surrounded them.

“Now, we can begin. Start whenever you’re ready.” She leaned back in her chair, maintaining her focus on him.

“The spell is simple in theory, but because I don’t know what language you’re using to cast the spell, I can only give you the general idea of how it works.”

Lucia didn’t question his decision, recalling their earlier conversation.

Now, as she thought back on it, she realized her mistake. Her decision to toy with him had been a huge error. If she had just left him alone, he wouldn’t have gotten angry and started pressuring her.

Just as she was regretting her decision, he began explaining.

Lucia’s usual confidence appeared; after all, she was a genius among geniuses, right?

This was just another piece of knowledge to add to her vast collection. She leaned in, eager to absorb every word, already picturing herself mastering this new spell in no time.

But the more he spoke, the more her confidence began to waver.

He wasn’t giving her any specifics—no step-by-step instructions or practical tips.

Instead, he was describing the idea behind the spell, as if it was some kind of philosophical concept rather than something she could actually perform. Asher wasn’t really good at teaching. Still, he did his best to explain it in a simple manner.

Unfortunately, most of it went over her head.

He continued, oblivious to her growing confusion.

“You can’t just pull the energy; you have to carefully siphon it, making sure the flow remains stable. Too much pressure, and you risk turning the energy volatile. It would backfire, and worst case, it would explode in your face.”

To demonstrate, he raised his finger and focused.

Lucia watched closely, her eyes narrowing in concentration. Slowly, she felt a shift in the air around them.

She blinked as she watched her energy begin to flow toward his finger.

It wasn’t as fast as it had been with Abir, but it was enough for her to feel the effect.

The flow was steady, controlled, like a small stream following its course. The way he moved, his finger barely twitching, made it seem almost effortless.

‘This isn’t just balance and control,’ she realized, ‘He’s also replicating the wavelength of my energy.’

‘This is harder than I thought,’ she added, massaging her temple in frustration.

What was happening felt like she had been handed an intricate blueprint, but her fundamental knowledge was so lacking that it might as well have been scribbles. She couldn’t grasp the full picture, and the pieces she did understand just didn’t fit together.

The more she thought about it, the more overwhelmed she became.

Mimicking someone else’s energy? That was the real challenge.

He had done it without breaking a sweat, but to her, it was like trying to solve a puzzle with half the pieces missing.

‘It’s going to take me decades to reach his level of mastery,’ she sighed.

She had always been the one people turned to for answers, the one who mastered anything she touched in record time. But this—this was different.

“It’s done, you just need to take notes of it, and I’m sure you’ll figure out the rest easily,” Asher spoke up.

Lucia felt a rush of frustration. It sounded like he was saying something complicated was no harder than writing down a few notes.

‘Easily?’ she thought, fighting the urge to snap at him. ‘If it was so easy, I wouldn’t be sitting here trying to figure out how I’m going to learn it all.’

She bit her lip, trying to hold back her irritation.

“Your turn,” he demanded.

Lucia’s facial expression changed as a petty thought crossed her mind.

The theory of teleportation was by far the most challenging topic she had encountered. Even in Eryx, the pinnacle of arcane knowledge, it was regarded as one of the most complex fields of study.

In fact, the teleportation portal she was trying to build was only possible because she already had the plans, and some parts were pre-built. If she had to start from scratch, it would take at least a couple more years.

With a smirk still playing on her lips, she began explaining the basics of teleportation, eager to see him struggle with the complexity of it all.

She deliberately focused on the most difficult aspects, expecting him to look confused, maybe even frustrated. She was ready to watch him flounder.

Then she noticed it—he frowned, clearly struggling to grasp her explanation.

Before she could continue, he raised a hand.

“What is it?” she asked with a mischievous grin.

“You’re missing a critical part,” he sounded disappointed. “You’re assuming space can be manipulated directly. But teleportation isn’t just about shifting it—it’s about preserving the integrity of the space as you move. If you only anchor yourself to one point, you risk tearing the space you’re leaving behind or, worse, distorting the one you’re trying to reach.”

Lucia blinked, caught off guard. She had just shared what she read in the book, and now he was already questioning it.

“Well, yes, but the key is—”

Asher cut her off again, “And another thing, the concept of ‘anchoring’ yourself is too one-dimensional. You’re focusing too much on the idea of a single anchor, but teleportation requires multiple anchors to form a stable transition.”

Her mouth went dry as his words sank in. He was right—everything he pointed out made perfect sense.

Not only were his corrections valid, but they added layers of complexity to her explanation that she hadn’t even considered. Her pride was beginning to sting as she realized he wasn’t struggling at all. She was!

Every time she tried to explain something, he would point out another flaw in her reasoning, each one more valid than the last. It was like he was dissecting her entire understanding of teleportation with ease.

Lucia stared at him, a growing sense of unease forming in her chest. ‘How does he know all this?’

Asher, on the other hand, was very confused. How did the sorcerers of this world manage to pull off teleportation using such underdeveloped theory?

The method she described was riddled with flaws. There were so many gaps in the logic, so many points where things could go horribly wrong. The chances of this spell going haywire were huge.

Energy surges, spatial disruptions, miscalculations in distance—he could already see dozens of ways it could fail.

But, as she spoke with such certainty, it became clear to him that this method had been around for so long.

‘So, if it’s been working for so long, despite all the flaws…’ his mind raced. ‘There must be something else at play. Something that stabilizes it, that makes it work, even though the theory doesn’t add up.’