[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game":3,"chapter-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-666":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","How to survive in the Romance Fantasy Game",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1218885,1604,"Chapter 665: Light 6","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-666",666,"\u003Cp>What truly decided a battle between mages?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it who possessed more mana, or who stood at a higher circle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was the stronger mage—and who was the better one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was more complicated than most people liked to admit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having a higher mana heart didn’t automatically mean one understood magic better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some mages spent their entire lives chasing power, while others devoted themselves to uncovering the truths behind spells, formulas, and the laws that governed the world itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the academy acknowledged this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic was subjective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Growth paths differed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Talent manifested in strange ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it came to real combat—when spells were exchanged and lives were on the line—there was one rule that stood above the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casting speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mage who could release their spell first usually won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how devastating or beautiful a spell was, if it couldn’t be cast in time, it was meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow mage was a dead mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple as that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when it came to casting speed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose stood at the very top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumor had it that aside from Senior Alice, no one in the entire academy could match Rose’s casting speed—not professors, not upperclassmen, not even prodigies whispered about in secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia felt her jaw tighten as she stepped onto the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The platform was massive, reinforced with layers of protective magic that shimmered faintly under the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, she could feel the pressure already pressing down on her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let us once again welcome a rising star among the first-years!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The announcer’s voice boomed across the coliseum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Winning all her previous matches in a blaze of ferocity and brilliance, now regarded as the top-ranked student among her peers—Stacia Alger Del Luna!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheers, whistles, shouting—her name echoed from every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even some of the judges leaned forward with visible interest, their eyes sharp with expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As someone who had always carried a certain level of popularity, Stacia casually ignored the roaring crowd as she scanned her surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, there were far more people than she had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every seat was filled, and even that wasn’t enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students stood along the stairways, leaned against the rails, and crowded the back just to get a glimpse of the match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of them were here for her—she knew that much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But most of this... was because of Rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone spoke volumes about the kind of presence Rose Brilliance held within the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia’s crimson eyes shifted upward toward the judges’ platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, standing calmly above the rest, was the emperor himself, his blue gaze fixed on the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it coincidence... or deliberate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of her matches so far had been overseen by him. Four times was already far beyond chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What made it stranger was the fact that he hadn’t bothered to personally attend matches for Seo, Rose, or even his own daughter, Snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet here he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought lingered, but Stacia pushed it aside. Now wasn’t the time to dwell on unanswered questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her focus returned to the stage ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone! Let us welcome the future Archmage—no, perhaps already the next Archmage herself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The announcer’s voice boomed through the coliseum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The golden child! The pride of the Brilliance household! The genius of the century and one of the heroes of light who once saved the academy from darkness!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cheers exploded, far louder than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one blessed by the heavens themselves! The brightest star in the entire academy—Rose Brilliance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the overwhelming applause and excitement, Rose stepped onto the stage calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no arrogance in her posture, no need to acknowledge the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply walked forward as if this was no different from any other day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she stood there, the entire coliseum seemed to quiet down just a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia tightened her grip on her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this is her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Stacia finally understood what it meant to stand before Rose in an actual battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose wasn’t doing anything special.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t releasing pressure, wasn’t taking a stance, wasn’t even looking particularly serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her presence alone was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana around Rose was far too dense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with her clearly holding herself back, the faint leakage was enough for anyone with decent perception to feel it crawling over their skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pressed down on Stacia’s senses, heavy and vast, like standing at the edge of a deep sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint nervousness settled in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the crowd, his gaze was fixed on the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was obvious he was here for Rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But knowing that didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just seeing him there was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia’s lips curved slightly, a subtle smile only she noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s fine... this is enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tightened her grip around her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mana flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let the battle begin!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the announcer’s voice rang out, Stacia moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shot forward in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames erupted from her feet and wrapped around her body, igniting her like a flying meteor as she closed the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath her cracked from the force of her push-off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson-gold fire surged and condensed along her blade, the heat warping the air around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She went all in from the start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes—casting speed mattered for mages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Stacia wasn’t just a mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was one of the rare few who could wield swordsmanship and magic simultaneously, without either one holding the other back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that stretched moment, she saw it clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose wasn’t reacting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No spell chant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No barrier forming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No movement at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mana heart surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skill: Mana Burn]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mana ignited violently, the flames intensifying as the skill activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding mana in the air began to melt away, evaporating under the sheer heat and destructive nature of her burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even ambient mana was being consumed, stripped away as if it never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Rose tried to raise a barrier—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would melt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she tried to block—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be cut through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia’s blade descended, wrapped in roaring flames, aimed straight at Rose—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no intention of holding back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her path to victory had been clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or so she thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As her blade closed in—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana around her twisted unnaturally, dense and tightly controlled. It wasn’t just strong—it was precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her flames reacted instantly, flaring violently as if trying to resist something they couldn’t burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then everything collapsed inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could even process it, Stacia’s vision flipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world turned upside down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She realized she was falling—no, she had already been thrown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was sent flying upward, her sense of balance completely stolen from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stage below rapidly shrank as the air rushed past her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What... just happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She forced her flames to erupt again, twisting her body midair, barely managing to stabilize herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below her, Rose stood calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden eyes were neutral. No strain. No urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone sent a chill down Stacia’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she... move me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestial magic?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gravity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of questions flooded her mind, but before she could reach even one answer—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHIINNGGG!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, ringing sound echoed across the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light erupted beneath her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the stage floor, countless spear-shaped constructs burst forth, formed entirely of condensed light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They rose slowly at first, like pillars being pulled from the earth, each one radiating overwhelming purity and pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—thousands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire stage had become a forest of glowing spears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Mid Grade: Light Magic]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Spear of Light]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This many...?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could react—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose snapped her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, every spear tilted upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rain of golden light tore through the air, screaming toward Stacia from below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure alone crushed against her body as the spears closed in, sealing off her escape routes in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heartbeat spiked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no time to hesitate now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way Stacia could react to every single spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much like their attribute suggested, the spears moved at near light-speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some came straight at her, others curved midair, changing their trajectories as if they were alive—clearly meant to surround her and leave no blind spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dodging wasn’t an option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocking everything wasn’t either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Stacia did the only thing she could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She trusted herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her stance shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames burst out from her body once more, wrapping around her arms and blade as heat distorted the air around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, her movements sharpened—cleaner, faster, almost instinctual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t thinking anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A technique she had once failed to reproduce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A form she had only copied before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, she completed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[HIDDEN BLADE TECHNIQUE: THIRD FORM]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[FULL MOON]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword flashed again and again, slashing in every direction she could imagine—and some she couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson flames traced each swing, forming arcs of fire that collided head-on with the descending spears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light shattered against steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flame roared against radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the stage, the sky lit up as if stars were crashing into one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...H-Hey,\" Alice muttered from the stands, eyes wide. \"Isn’t this a bit overkill?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up above, Stacia continued slashing through the relentless barrage as Rose calmly summoned spear after spear without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light rained down endlessly, only to be cut apart by blazing crimson arcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the audience, it looked unreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like shooting stars colliding midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like two forces that shouldn’t exist at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the judges—seasoned veterans who had seen countless battles—were left speechless, their eyes fixed on the spectacle unfolding before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t a normal match anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a clash between monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>",1655,"2026-06-03T14:41:09.353Z",1,"novelbin.me","d535bfc1823b7e1d1322e9d4ab3f4fb4ba213a58329ccead030353b48d84d1d5","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-667","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-665",727,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhow-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-cover.jpg"]