The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

"Huh. Finally unlocked. Prince, shall I add you?"

"Ah."

The light flickered, and the handsome young man's aura instantly became stronger.

He opened his eyes and saw several college teams not far away with hopeful expressions on their faces, as if waiting for him. For a moment, his eyes showed contempt and disdain, and then returned to his usual coldness.

"Let them come."

The person next to him immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Each team should send a representative."

“…” The crowd was in an uproar.

Soon, a dozen people stepped out and came in front of Hagadi.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to greet him respectfully, he heard the young man in front of him say indifferently, "No need to say anything more. Just take out the scoreboard."

Despite the robber-like words, these ten or so people simply lowered their heads and took out their team's jade tokens without any resistance.

The flying fur ball also follows them, recording their every subtle movement and expression and presenting it to the outside world.

It is not surprising that such a scene of giving up dignity and independence was ridiculed and despised by outsiders, but they seemed not to care.

Hagadi stretched out his hand and waved at the jade cards. In an instant, bits of golden magic power poured into them, and the jade cards emitted a bright white light.

"Okay, let's all disperse. There's no need to follow us all the time. It's annoying."

"Thank you for your mercy."

Faced with the contemptuous words, the student, who was also a genius in the area, just mechanically repeated the words of thanks, then turned around and left.

After they left, the thin young man wrapped in gauze following Hagadi whispered, "Only thirteen teams, much fewer than I expected."

"Not all of them have come to our side. There should be some in Yueying's place as well. Moreover, many are still waiting and watching."

Hagadi's expression was very bad. "I really don't want to talk to these people. They are all like machines."

The other people in the academy sensed his unhappiness and kept their mouths shut.

Unlike the Imperial Magic Academy, the Wings of Glory Magic Academy was established entirely to serve the Kingdom of Arundil.

As the holder of the legitimate royal bloodline of Alundiel, Hagadi was likely to become the future new emperor. All the students in this school were his subordinates. Their daily interactions were essentially one of command and obedience.

But there are also troublemakers in the team.

"Your Highness, when are we going to find Jiang Liujing?"

The blond young man, whose physique was so strong that it seemed exaggerated, took a step forward, and his muscles trembled. His big feet easily crushed a stone as he passed by.

His facial features were extremely gloomy, as if he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"I can't wait, I can't wait to kill him. I want to crush every bone in his body with my own hands and avenge my dead brother—"

"Yitu." Hagadi said lightly.

The moment the blond young man turned his head, a huge force suddenly hit his nose bridge, and blood spurted out of his nasal cavity instantly.

Before Yitu could feel the pain, he was hit hard on the back again. This time, he was thrown to the ground like a sandbag.

Yitu was gasping for breath. He hit his head when he fell down. Now his vision was blurry and he could only barely turn his head to see the person in front of him.

"Your Highness...?"

One foot was raised and stepped on his thick neck with bulging veins.

The force was so strong that it almost broke the bones inside and crushed them violently.

The burly man under his feet suddenly let out a suffocating and dying gasp, which was extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

Despite doing this, Hagadi's expression remained unchanged. He just looked at Yitu as if he were looking at a corpse: "I told you, Jiang Liujing is the person I'm looking for. Whether to touch him or not, and who touches him, is all my decision."

"As for you, you are nothing."

"Don't try to command me."

The foot that was stepping on the neck loosened, but instead of letting go, it kicked the young man's chest with even greater force.

In an instant, the mountain-like man flew backwards and hit the ground with a bang, his life or death unknown.

Dust is everywhere.

The others kept their heads down, as if nothing had happened. Even those who had a good relationship with Yitu were equally indifferent.

They are all adults and know that they should pay the price for their actions.

Such is the fate of those who dare to offend Hagadi.

Itu was stupid, but they were not.

The bandaged young man handed over a clean towel that he had exchanged for points. Hagadi took it and carefully wiped the blood off his knuckles.

Soon, the five fingers returned to their white and slender appearance, and the terrifying power of the punch could not be seen from their appearance.

Hagadi stared at his fingers for a moment.

Like Wen Xun, he was a mage in public, but he also practiced martial arts in secret. Coupled with some additional factors, his physical strength even far exceeded that of ordinary magic warriors.

His talent and strength have been continuously recognized since his birth.

Until Jiang Liujing appeared.

A new light crushed him.

Hagadi's reputation on the mainland was suddenly completely replaced by another person.

"Do they have any news now?" he suddenly asked.

The bandaged young man shook his head: "The team that just arrived said they haven't seen him."

"That is to say, their group's location is not in the eastern half." Hagadi's mouth corners rose for a moment and then fell.

"Are you going to go find him?"

Hagadi frowned, as if he had an idea for a moment, but then he shook his head.

"No rush, let's get the points first."

"The last time I saw him, he didn't recognize me at all, so this time, I want him to never forget—"

The young man's tone was filled with a calm and elegant smile, but for some reason one could sense the deep madness hidden beneath it.

The bandaged young man glanced at him and lowered his head. Hagadi's decision was not something they could question.

They only knew that years ago, Hagadi went to the Dawn Empire to attend an auction, and after returning, he suddenly started collecting things related to Jiang Liujing.

The portraits of the black-haired boy have already covered the entire palace. Even so, he is still not satisfied and has hired a large number of painters to continuously produce paintings of Jiang Liujing for him.

Sometimes he admired the paintings immensely, and sometimes he suddenly became furious, tearing up all the scrolls and saying, "This is not him," and executing the painters as well.

No one knew what Jiang Liujing, whom Hagadi hoped to see, looked like.

But as his subordinate for many years, the bandaged youth knew clearly that Hagadi had a collecting addiction.

As long as he likes something, no matter how expensive it is or how much it costs, he will take it back to his own palace.