The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Jiang Liujing followed the crowd and wandered around, only to find out that they were in a military camp of the Dawn Empire.

Mo Ya introduced him, "This is the newly established elite magician corps, which is composed of students from various magic academies."

"Student?" Jiang Liujing was a little surprised.

Mo Ya nodded: "They all signed up voluntarily. His Majesty the King promised very generous rewards."

He sighed and said, "When I came to school, I never thought that this day would come."

With the idea of ​​working hard to become a noble, Mo Ya ended up becoming a general or something. He felt that his life could be called wonderful.

As they walked along, they saw several teams in training, among whom were many familiar faces.

When they saw Jiang Liujing, their eyes lit up instantly, their expressions filled with excitement, clearly recognizing him. If it weren't for the serious-looking officer standing nearby, they would have rushed over to cheer him on.

Jiang Liujing even saw a few of his subordinates who had served in the school council before, and was surprised that they were here even though they should not have reached the normal graduation year.

He nodded slightly at them with a faint smile on his face.

In an instant, excited sounds of "Ahhhh" could not be suppressed and spread among the crowd, and the scene was like a fan meeting.

The leaders of each team: "..."

He raised his eyes faintly, turned his head, and stared at the few people who caused the violation of discipline.

Jiang Liujing, the culprit, was glanced at by them but was let off lightly. A series of reproachful glances fell on Mo Ya who was beside him.

The dissatisfaction in that look was obvious.

What's going on? How could an appointed general actually lead the charge in disrupting discipline?

Mo Ya fell silent under the accusing eyes of his colleagues.

Mo Ya said resentfully, "Xiao Jing, you hurt me."

Jiang Liujing hadn't expected that Mo Ya would be the one to suffer because of what he had done. He turned his head away awkwardly and said, "Sorry."

That is to say, he doesn't want to either.

In the end, it was the legion commander who passed by who took them away and stopped the situation from developing further.

The legion commander was a very heroic and valiant woman. She was not surprised by Jiang Liujing's appearance, but had expected it long ago - several people around Jiang Liujing often stayed here, and Jiang Liujing would definitely come here whenever she woke up.

However, she still felt very curious about Jiang Liujing himself.

Before, she had only seen his face in scrolls or other channels, and after he fell into a coma, he was hidden. This was the first time she saw the "white moonlight" of many magicians in the army.

The legion commander looked at him frequently and said to Jiang Liujing as they walked: "You are a little different from what I expected."

"Why do you say that?"

"Rumor has it that you're even harder to approach," the Legion Commander chuckled softly and said jokingly, "Many people want to be your friends, but it seems that in the end you stick with the few you first met."

Jiang Liujing himself didn't notice this and was stunned for a moment when he heard it, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the facts were indeed as she said.

He has become more strict in screening the people around him, and only those who have spent a long time with him can gain his trust.

In the eyes of others, it appears to be a gentle but slightly "cold" feeling.

He smiled again, "So what now?"

"Now, you give me a very gentle feeling." The legion commander blinked.

This wasn't her true opinion. In her eyes, Jiang Liujing was like a cookie covered in honey, emitting a relaxed aura.

Where does this aura come from?

The legion commander's eyes fell on the people following him.

Is it because of them?

When life is in a safe environment, it will naturally take off its defensive armor.

She retracted her gaze and said, "You've come at the perfect time. We have something we want you to see."

Several people stopped in front of a white room area.

Jiang Liujing took a quick glance and saw many people running around hurriedly through the window. Hands glowed with golden or green light, a healing power. This must be a treatment center in the military camp.

Mo Ya quickly noticed something was wrong: "Why are there so many people here today?"

They also had a battle with the opposite side today, but it was just a small-scale conflict. No one died, and most of the injured were slightly injured and should be able to recover soon.

The Legion Commander nodded and said, "This is what I wanted to tell you. The wounds of the injured today are extremely difficult to heal. The healers can't find the cause, so I can only entrust you to come up with a solution."

As she spoke, she looked at Sang Mo. Although she said she was looking for everyone, her real target was actually Sang Mo.

The old tree spirit who had been a bystander for thousands of years participated in the human war for the first time for the sake of his children. Even more powerful than his strength was his incredibly vast knowledge reserve.

In the previous battles, the church had repeatedly used a large number of spells that were completely beyond the existing knowledge system. This should have dealt a heavy blow to the Dawn Empire, but because of Sang Mo's presence, their weaknesses were repeatedly exploited and broken.

The legion commander naturally thought that this incident was another new trick devised by the church.

Sang Mo was already accustomed to these humans asking for help, so he nodded and walked forward without saying anything.

At the same time, a therapist pushed over a wounded person who had fallen into a coma. Jiang Liujing and the others were stunned when they saw the man's face.

Because this was not a stranger, but was very familiar to them. He was the fire magician Vita, who had come into contact with them many times during their college days.

Jiang Liujing didn't know whether he should be surprised that such a free-spirited person would actually join the army, or that with his ability, he was injured and unconscious at this moment.

"Where are his wounds?"

Hearing Sang Mo's question, the therapist quickly lifted Vita's clothes.

There was a clear wound like a sharp sword across the red-haired young man's back, almost completely cutting through his left shoulder to the back of his waist.

Such wounds were obviously caused by a demon warrior.

Jiang Liujing frowned. This kind of injury was already considered serious, and the healers must have treated Vita immediately.

But the wound he saw at this moment was still bleeding continuously, and the blood was even faintly black, and the edge of the wound had turned a charcoal black.

Incurable?

The expression on Sang Mo's handsome face also became a little serious.

He walked forward and pressed his palm on the wound. A huge amount of wood magic power instantly surged out. The violent magic fluctuations even completely attracted the attention of the surrounding healers.

Eleventh-level wood magic is used for treatment. Few people in the entire continent are qualified to enjoy such treatment.

What they care more about at the moment is whether such a powerful force can heal the wound?