The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

In the principal's office, the old man slowly put on his gold-rimmed glasses and began to flip through a thin stack of papers. As the papers turned, they made a subtle, crisp sound, like freshly baked cookies tapping on a cold white porcelain plate.

After reading it, he folded the documents neatly on the table, took off his glasses, crossed his fingers, looked at the child in front of him and asked, "Is this the decision you have made?"

"Yes." Jiang Liujing replied.

“It’s not often that someone makes that kind of decision.”

"Do you think it's inappropriate?"

Laviere shook his head, a peaceful smile appearing on his old face: “No, I will not interfere with your decision.

He stood up and walked to the window, his hands behind his back.

The window opens onto a lush campus scene, complete with verdant trees and neatly trimmed lawns. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, creating patches of light.

"You remind me of a former student who made a similar choice to you."

Jiang Liujing said: "Then he must have failed."

The principal smiled and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Successful people are often imitated," Jiang Liujing replied, "but you just said this is a rare decision."

"You're more perceptive than I thought," Laviere said with emotion. "Perhaps this is one of the reasons why you are so talented in magic."

"Indeed, he was unsuccessful. He hoped that his class would unite as one, and he generously offered to share his power with everyone, the so-called 'making decisions together.' But obviously, gathering everyone's opinions was too much trouble, so he did the same thing as you did, selecting representatives from each college."

"and after?"

"Later, he was sidelined by his subordinates." The principal tapped the glass with his fingers.

"He became the only chief in history who had no say and couldn't even ask us for help because he made the rules himself - to follow the majority. And in his small group, he was in the minority."

"I'm not him." Jiang Liujing said.

"So I won't stop you." Laviere turned back, his deep eyes gazing at him calmly. "He lost to his own kindness, but you and he don't have the same goal, do you?"

"..."

"It seems I was right." The old man smiled slightly.

Jiang Liujing sighed and muttered helplessly, "You seem to be saying that I'm a bad guy."

"Being less than completely good is not the same as being a villain," Ravier shook his head. "Some people kill in self-defense, some kill for pleasure. They're both doing bad things, but no one would confuse them."

Jiang Liujing was silent.

"Have you contacted everyone on the list?" the principal changed the subject.

"Yes."

"It seems that you didn't choose the original representatives for Guangyuan and Muyuan."

Jiang Liujing thought about it, and between finding a subtle excuse and stating the reason directly, he chose the latter: "I don't like it."

"..." Now it was Laviere's turn to laugh.

Looking at the black-haired kid who unconsciously wrinkled his nose because he mentioned the person he hated, Lavie thought that such childish behavior was quite consistent with his actual age. Children are cute only when they are willful occasionally.

His eyes softened, and he pulled a chair over and sat back down. "Alright, you're the chief, so we'll do as you wish. We'll then vote on the rules you submitted, and once they're approved, they can be officially implemented."

"One more thing. The two deans of the Fire and Wind Colleges submitted an application to me a few days ago, hoping that you could transfer to their colleges. What are your thoughts on this?"

Jiang Liujing was a little surprised. He could understand the Wind Academy, after all, he had revealed the fact that he also had wind magic, but the Fire Academy actually invited him as well?

He thought for a moment and replied, "I can audit some classes, but there's no need to transfer. I think the Water College is great."

"Francis will definitely be happy to hear that." Ravier raised an eyebrow. "Speaking of which, you helped him win first place this year, allowing him, who has always been at the bottom, to turn things around. You made him so proud. Did he give you any reward?"

Jiang Liujing lowered his head silently.

"Didn't give it to him? Impossible. I'll teach him a lesson for you."

"I gave it to you." Jiang Liujing's mouth twitched, and under Ravier's gaze, he showed an expression that could be described as having no desire to live.

"He sent a hundred chickens he raised himself to our villa. Alive."

Principal Lavie was stunned at first, then he couldn't help laughing, and his laughter echoed in the principal's office.

"A hundred chickens? That's certainly in keeping with François' style."

The principal laughed so hard that tears came out. "He probably thought his chickens were the best, so he gave them all to you. So what happened to them now?"

"We're growing them in the garden." Jiang Liujing felt a headache just thinking about the devilish sounds of the chickens crowing. "Luckily, we haven't had time to plant flowers yet, otherwise we wouldn't have room to grow them."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The principal laughed more and more happily, and Jiang Liujing closed his mouth in autism, which was why he didn't want to say it in the first place.

When the people in the villa received the chicken, their reactions were different. Jiang Liujing immediately wanted to return the chicken and refused to accept it. Chi thought it would be faster to chop it all up, but Mo Ya and Chu Zhou insisted on keeping the chicken.

Mo Ya angrily scolded them for not understanding the value of the Spirit Beast Chicken: "One of these chickens would cost a lot of gold coins out there. If we sold these 100 chickens, we would earn more than our individual competition prize money."

Chu Zhou thought, "Since these are chickens raised by the dean himself, they must be different from ordinary spirit beast chickens. I should observe them more carefully. Maybe he is hinting at something."

Wen Xun didn't comment, but felt the chickens were very noisy. He said irritably, "Whether you kill them or not, can you please calm them down first?"

"..."

Finally, these chickens were silenced and locked away in the garden. Apart from anything else, it was much easier to get ingredients for Chi's cooking. They were caught and killed fresh every day, so the meat was incredibly fresh.

After laughing, Laviere mentioned one last thing: "The Central Tower will open tomorrow. The top ten in your individual competition, and the top ten selected from the Magic Warrior Academy, a total of twenty people, will be the first group to enter the tower for training."

“Is there a time limit?”

"You can stay there for a maximum of three days each month. Any longer and the mineralization reaction will easily occur."

"Crystal mineralization reaction?" This was another term Jiang Liujing had never heard of.

Principal Lavie patiently explained, "At the base of the central tower lies a thousand-year-old crystal mineral spring, rich in magical energy. Staying within it for extended periods will gradually corrode your body, eventually becoming as rigid as the crystal ore. While this is an extremely slow process, for safety's sake, three days is the maximum."

Jiang Liujing understood. He replied, "I'll remind them to follow the rules."