The small forest had lost its usual tranquility. Instead, it was now filled with the chaotic sounds of battle, screams, and cries of agony reverberating incessantly. Birds scattered from their nests, fleeing the fierce battlefield. As Natasha had mentioned, more than a dozen guards were now encircling a horse carriage in a clearing within the forest. Inside was a beautiful young girl with blue hair, dressed in a light blue mage robe, continuously chanting supportive spells for the guards. However, the situation looked grim. More than ten guards had already fallen, lying motionless on the ground.The bandits seemed in no hurry. Relying on their overwhelming numbers, they formed a circular formation around the carriage, continuously maneuvering to exhaust the guards. Archers had taken positions on high points in the forest, shooting arrows to suppress the young mage, forcing the guards to not only fend off the swordsmen but also protect her from getting hit by arrows.&l

Franz felt confused, his heart stirring like waves crashing against the shore, unable to calm down. He gently placed Elena down on the grassy ground and looked at her like an angel—a holy beauty that made his heart pound uncontrollably.After a quick inspection, Franz realized that Elena had suffered serious internal injuries. What are mages most afraid of? It’s the backlash from magic. It not only shatters all their meridians and destroys their magic, but it could also take their life. At the very least, it would leave them gravely wounded and unable to recover for half a year. Fortunately, Elena was only an Advanced Mage, and the spell she cast wasn’t too high-level, so the backlash merely affected her organs slightly, though her meridians were still damaged.Without thinking, Franz took out a bottle of intermediate healing potion. Shamelessly, he thought: “She’s unconscious now, her mouth won’t open… should I use my mouth to…”“W-water… water…”Suddenly, Elena murmured faintly, her

After a long journey, Franz finally arrived at the Royal Magic Academy. This wasn’t merely a school—it was more like a fortress. The walls towered over twenty meters high, built of gray stone, and the southern wall stretched over two miles. Every hundred meters, there was a watchtower, and soldiers in orange armor patrolled constantly. The main gate spanned over ten meters, flanked by two side gates, each five meters wide; typically, only the side gates were open. Inside the walls, the bustling commerce served mostly the academy’s students. The area was essentially a city in itself, complete with residential areas, inns, and taverns. But at its center was a grand architectural structure: the heart of the Royal Academy and the main place for student learning. Franz looked at the grand, ancient fortress with awe.“You’ve never been to the academy before?” asked Elena as she stepped out of the carriage. After nearly a day together, they felt surprisingly close. To her, Franz was intrigui

"Lady, don't be so stubborn. Soon enough, you'll be begging to kneel and serve me. Ha ha."In Elena's room, four men stood laughing at her. She was tied up on the bed, her mouth gagged with fabric, allowing only muffled, humiliated sounds to escape. She had no idea what was happening; all she knew was that these four men had suddenly burst into her room, tied her up, and forced her to swallow some sort of drug that made her feel extremely uncomfortable."Are you sure of her identity?" the leader in black asked. His subordinate quickly ingratiated himself."Yes, young master. She is Elena Vladislavovna, the daughter of a minor noble in Bayer and one of the belles of the Royal Academy.""Good. Once this is done, you'll be rewarded," the leader praised, causing his subordinate to wag his tail like a loyal dog, pledging unwavering loyalty.Elena's unease grew as her body began to heat up. An unknown fire ignited within her, making her increasingly restless. She struggled to break free, bu

“Hey, you said to capture him alive, but look at what you ended up doing!” Leona glared at Alex, who could only scratch his head and apologize awkwardly.“What do we do with this one?” Alex pointed to the leader, who quickly protested, “You can’t kill me! I’m from the Carlos family—you’ve heard of us, right? Let me go, and we can just forget all of this.” He tried to intimidate them with his family’s name, but deep down, he was already plotting his revenge if he managed to escape.“Carlos family? Like I care!” Leona snapped. “I’m from the Bonaparte family, so if you don’t want more trouble, stay down.” She stamped down, pinning him to the ground. Alex broke into a nervous sweat—this girl was fierce, but he had to admit, he liked it.Boom.Two figures exploded out of the room, locked in fierce combat: Franz and the middle-aged Battle King. Franz’s movements were swift; he had put Kusanagi away and was wielding two Lạc Vân swords, relentlessly striking at the middle-aged man’s we