The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

A week after Jiang Liujing's birthday, it was the festival day.

Since the scale of this event is larger than ever before, even much larger, the quality of both the investors attracted and the participants who assisted are much higher than in the past.

The school made a special exception and opened this on-campus festival to the public as an opportunity for ordinary people and potential students to get to know the Imperial Magic Academy.

This decision has directly led to the current scene of huge crowds at the school gate.

"Little Deer, Alan, Big Turtle, where are you?"

When there are too many people, the scene will inevitably become chaotic and noisy like a vegetable market. People will squeeze around and easily get separated from their companions.

The boy held the pointed magic hat on his head with one hand and covered his clean new robe with the other. He tried to defend himself but was inevitably stepped on on his new shoes.

Later, he gave up and shouted the names of his lost companions at the top of his lungs.

"Turn left! Left! Left! Left! Lu Yao, are you a fool? You can't tell left from right? Look to the left!"

Lu Yao was dizzy as he was directed to move to the left. All he saw were heads, and he couldn't find the way out in any direction.

He simply closed his eyes, yelled, and rushed forward. Less than half a minute later, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm by a strong force. He slipped and fell backwards, landing on an extremely elastic body.

"That's nice, there's a mat on the floor...huh?"

Feeling something was wrong, the mat seemed a little too soft and elastic. Lu Yao opened his eyes and looked back, only to meet a face filled with anger.

The fat boy nicknamed "Big Turtle" fell to the ground, acting as a buffer between him and the ground for no reason.

At this moment, he was glaring at him angrily, and uttered the same commanding voice as before: "What are you looking at? Why don't you get up quickly?"

"Oh oh." Lu Yao coughed and climbed to his feet embarrassedly, sighing as he stood up, "There are too many people at this event, right? We came early in the morning, and there are still so many people."

He spoke in a voice that was neither loud nor soft. The person next to him happened to hear it, laughed, and said lightly to these young children who looked to be about ten years old:

"It's not too early for those who came today. Many people stayed at the school gate last night. Those are the ones who are at the front of the line now."

"Wow!" Several children showed expressions of shock and admiration.

Big Turtle asked, somewhat puzzled, "There's no difference between arriving early and late, right? Isn't there an unlimited number of places for this event?"

"It's different." The passerby raised a finger mysteriously and moved his eyes to the stone tablet at the school gate.

"It's true that there's no limit on the number of visitors, but this year they've announced a prayer event, and it's said a mysterious figure will be there. There's also gossip that the Pope of the Divine Religion will be there. The venue is so small, and if you arrive late you won't be able to squeeze in."

"Huh?" The children immediately let out anxious noises. Xiaolu grabbed his sleeve and said in panic, "That's screwed! We definitely won't get a number."

The children were running around in panic, but they had no idea what to do. Turning around, they saw a passerby who was still acting leisurely. Lu Yao asked him blankly, "Uncle, why aren't you in a hurry?"

The leisurely smile on the passerby's face froze in an instant.

"Uncle...Uncle? What are you calling me, you little brat? Do you have any manners?"

"Hahahahahaha."

A burst of rude laughter suddenly broke out from behind him. Mo Ya almost died of laughter. He walked out from behind Liu An and grabbed the hat on Liu An's head, revealing his conspicuous green hair.

"The kid is obviously telling the truth, why are you so anxious?"

Liu An responded with a cold chuckle.

He still remembered how Mo Ya and Jiang Liujing stood together during the previous mission, and how Mo Ya was brokenhearted when the target of the mission shyly called Jiang Liujing "little brother" and then turned around and said to Mo Ya mercilessly "Hey, uncle".

Now we are just watching the fire from the other side of the river.

While they were mocking each other, they didn't forget the children on the ground. Liu An suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled at the children: "Do you want to know why we are not in a hurry?"

The children all nodded.

"Because we are students of this school, hahahaha, we don't have to queue." Liu An took out a badge and waved it in front of the children, grinning with laughter, and then received a row of speechless black expressions.

"Uncle, you are so childish." The little deer wrinkled his nose.

"That's right." Lu Yao and the little fat man nodded together.

It's so speechless. He is obviously an adult, but he is more childish than these children.

Only one of the four remained silent. After the others finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes slightly shining as he asked Liu An, "If you are a student here, have you heard of Jiang Liujing?"

Liu An and Mo Ya were both stunned when they heard this, and they lowered their heads. Mo Ya was the first to speak, "He knows him. What do you want to see him for?"

"No," several people nearby answered for Yuchi Lan, "Alan is a huge fan of Jiang Liujing. He never likes going out, but when he heard he could meet Jiang Liujing, he came with us!"

The child, though still young, already had a stern look on his face, revealing a slightly unnatural expression. Ignoring his companions, he stubbornly asked the two, "So, can we really see him at this event?"