Chapter Fifteen: Entangled in Trouble

  Looking at the three people hidden in their cloaks, the three eighth-grade dark mages secretly cursed, looking like the other party wasn't easy to talk to, and their strength was unknown! The three of them looked at each other again, and now they could only bite the bullet. The bearded summoner drove the wind wolf forward: "Sorry to disturb you three, we are instructors from the Solomon Empire's Royal Magic Martial Academy, and the ones behind us are our students. We were attacked by a group of magical beasts earlier, and our light mage sacrificed himself to protect these children! One student was also bitten by poisonous insects during the attack, I don't know if there is a light mage among you, if you can lend a hand, we would be eternally grateful." After finishing speaking, he looked at Francis with an expectant face, because the other two people were standing beside Francis, looking like Francis was the leader of the three. Moreover, the bearded man sensed the taste of light magic on Francis.

  "Young master, it doesn't seem like he has any ulterior motives. But his words are too coincidental, let's just kill him anyway!" Di said with a hint of distrust towards the other person's words.

  "Don't be so tense, Dice! With you guys here, even if they have ulterior motives, there's nothing they can do to us!" Francis was also considering what the other side had said.

  "This noble sir, this is the emblem of the Magic Wolf Academy. If you can lend a hand, the academy will be eternally grateful." As he spoke, Big Whiskers jumped down from the magic wolf and pulled out a badge to show Francis.

  Francis was a bit difficult, the person in front of him appeared a bit abrupt, he didn't want to take action. But if they just left like this, and met them again later, what if they were recognized, wouldn't it be troublesome? Should he kill them for such a small matter...

  "Bring that girl over here and let me take a look!" Francis finally decided to lend a hand.

  "Thank you so much!" The big-bearded man said with a grateful face! He then turned around to carry the unconscious girl over.

  "Wait a minute, don't move, bring that girl over here!" Francis said, pointing at the short-haired, leather-clad female swordsman.

  The short-haired female swordsman looked at Francis in surprise, "Me?" The female swordsman was surprised that Francis had pointed to herself. Seeing Francis nodding her head, the female swordsman glanced at the big bearded man again, hugged the blue-haired girl tightly, and drove the Wind Wolf towards Francis. When she was three meters away from Francis, she jumped off the Wind Wolf with the girl in her arms and walked towards Francis.

  As the female swordsman put the girl on the ground, Francis waved his hand to signal her to stand aside and walked up to the girl himself, crouching down. The saber behind him followed Francis closely, while Dice walked in front of Francis, vigilantly watching the three people opposite them.

  Francis looked at the blue-haired girl lying on the ground, about 16 or 17 years old, with a fringe covering her forehead. Although she was not very old, she was already a little beauty! At this moment, the girl's face was pale and her eyebrows were tightly locked, looking very painful. "Where is the wound?" Francis asked the female swordsman on one side.

  "On the back of your right hand." The female swordsman replied immediately.

  Francis grasped the girl's right hand and took a look. The back of her right hand was red and swollen, with a bit of bruising in the middle, but no wound could be seen. He placed the girl's right hand flat on the ground, and Francis muttered an incantation as he cast a purification spell on the back of her hand. Under the milky white light, a wisp of black smoke rose from the back of the girl's hand, and the redness slowly dissipated, making her hand look clean again. Francis placed his hand on the girl's forehead, and a burst of white light emanated from his palm, which was a healing spell that would still be helpful for someone who had just recovered from a serious illness. After casting two spells, the girl's complexion also improved slightly! Just as Francis let out a sigh of relief, a black shadow darted out from the grass and left a residual image in mid-air before pouncing on Francis, who was crouching on the ground.

  Francis furrowed his brow, his spiritual power far surpassing that of ordinary people, and naturally discovered that something had been hiding in the shadows all along. However, the opponent's target... wasn't those few high-ranking officials, but rather himself, this light system magician!

  Saber took a step forward, blocking Francis' path, with his hands in a virtual grasp and one foot stepping forward. With a swift motion, he struck the black shadow directly, his movements crisp and efficient without any excess. "Boom!" The black shadow flew back and crashed into a tree before falling to the ground, revealing a black leopard! The leopard sprang up from the ground, staring intently at Saber with its throat emitting low growls, its paw bearing a wound inflicted by the sword earlier. Francis gazed at the black leopard before him, which stood about 1.5 meters tall and approximately three meters long, its entire body jet-black except for a patch of purple fur on its chest, its golden eyes gleaming with sharp light! It was an eighth-rank Dark Shadow Leopard.

  "That was the shadow leopard from just now!" The female swordsman finally came to her senses, grabbing the large sword behind her back and standing on Francis' other side. The reason why the light mage in their party died earlier was because everyone was exhausted from responding to the monster attacks, and they didn't protect the mage well enough, allowing the shadow leopard to attack him.

  "Master, we're surrounded from front and back! There are six of them, two of whom are experts." Dais retires to Francis' front.

  "Ah!" Francis sighed, getting into trouble again! But the master that Dis said, could it be...

  The three eighth-rankers on the opposite side also sensed that someone was approaching, and several people brought their students closer to Francis. The bearded man recalled the Wind Wolf into his summoning space, as the low-ranking Wind Wolf could no longer be of use. When everyone gathered together, the bearded man said to Francis' group, "I'm truly sorry for getting you involved in this battle. We also just found out that we were being targeted, and at first, we thought it was just a monster attack, but now it seems..." The bearded man looked at the dark shadow leopard in front of him, which had a magic seal on its forehead, indicating that it was a summoned beast, and there must be a summoner nearby.

  The big beard finished speaking, but didn't see Francis. The three of them ignored him, awkwardly smiling at a group of students and saying: "You stand inside with this Light System mage, we'll stand outside and protect you, don't worry!"

  "Oh! Protection, you can't even protect yourself, yet you want to protect others?" A sinister voice came out from the thicket, and Big Beard looked over, only to see a tall, thin man in black robes emerge from the trees. He had high cheekbones, triangular eyes, and an unpleasant appearance. Dark Shadow Leopard saw this person and immediately ran to his side, squatting down in front of him, licking its injured paw while staring at Saber. "Don't worry, I'll avenge you later!" The man stroked Dark Shadow Leopard's head, glaring at Francis and the others. This guy was a Summoner! Seeing how easily this black-robed, triangular-eyed man controlled Dark Shadow Leopard, Big Beard and the others felt a sense of unease - this Summoner was probably a Saint...

  The woods behind rustled with a "swoosh" sound, and five people walked out. The five were dressed in the same black warrior attire, their cold aura spreading out, causing several students to shrink together. The four people at the back didn't seem to be anything special, but the leader held a large black sword, his face had a scar from his left eyebrow to the corner of his mouth, his eyes were icy cold, and his whole body emitted a powerful dark fighting aura. Big Beard sensed the opponent's fighting aura - Sacred Stage! Absolutely Sacred Stage! Two Sacred Stages, today it seems like their lives are in danger!

  The big beard said: "I don't know what kind of people you are? We are the royal family of the Solomon Empire..."

  "Shut up! We're the ones you've been looking for." The big-bearded man's words were cut off by Triangle Eyes, "Someone paid to have your lives taken, and you'll die in this dark forest."

  "What? You know what kind of people these kids are! You..." The big bearded man said angrily.

  "I don't care who you people are, as long as I get paid and do my job. But your heads are really worth something! Hmph...!" The triangular-eyed man sneered in a low voice. "I'm already being very kind by telling you this much before you die, but it's none of my business." He pointed at Francis and the other two. "You're asking for trouble by getting involved and even injuring my summoned beast. Don't blame us if you seek death yourselves." Although the triangular-eyed man couldn't see through Dis and Saber's abilities, he could sense that these two people were absolutely not Saints, but rather had used some special method to conceal their true strength.

  On the other side, the Dark Sword Saint remained silent, staring intently at Dis. He felt a dark aura emanating from Dis's body, which seemed to be of the Dark attribute, but mixed with a strange feeling! Dis was also looking at the Dark Sword Saint with great interest "Young Master! That swordsman is a Saint-level expert! Can he be handed over to me?"

  Listening to Dis's slightly excited voice, Francis felt a bit of a headache. "Alright, alright! I have Leah here, you can rest assured!" Dis heard Francis' agreement and looked at the dark sword saint with even more excitement, he had an idea, if it succeeded, then the seventh sense...

  "Hey, you swordsman, dare to come over and fight me?" Dis was using a very clichéd provocative tone, his hood covering his face so that his expression couldn't be seen. However, Francis knew that Dis's face must be very punchable at this moment!

  The Dark Sword Saint gazed coldly at Dis and said, "You're looking for death!" As he spoke, a powerful aura burst forth from his body, directly stirring up a gust of wind that blew towards Francis. Dis stepped forward, waving his hand once, and the Sword Saint's attack was rendered formless. "Oh! It seems I've been underestimated!" he exclaimed. His small universe burned fiercely, and an aura no less than the Dark Sword Saint's surged forth. Dis shed his black cloak, revealing his true appearance: a head of blue hair that reached for the sky, paired with a defiant face that taunted the Dark Sword Saint with interest. "How about this?" he said, tightening the sacred garment on his back before turning to walk towards a nearby forest. The Dark Sword Saint's gaze burned intensely as he followed Dis.

  "Master! It's Dis!" Saber asked with a bit of concern.

  "It's alright, Dis has considerable strength! I have a lot of faith in him, and the same goes for Lila too!" Francis said with a smile to Saber.

  "...Sabie's face was a little red, but now her face is covered by the hood, Francis can't see this beautiful scene!"

  "Don't worry! Doesn't Dis have the sacred garment on his back?!" Francis looked at Saber without speaking, still thinking she was worried "This guy in front of us is a summoner, right?! One of the two experts Dis mentioned, he's the other one, isn't he, Lila? And that leopard is still staring at you! Hmm, cats are all vengeful creatures!"

  "You, you guys, that blue-haired one just now, is a Saint? What kind of people are you?" The big beard was slightly surprised, having already bumped into three Saints in a row today. He took another look at Saber, and this person probably was too... What's going on, have Saints become worthless or something?!

  "Heh heh heh... Knowing too much can be fatal, you know? Want to know?" Francis said with a gloomy smile, and Big Whiskers hastily shook his head!

  "Puff puff puff! I didn't expect you to have such a mastermind! So, how's this?" A huge magic array appeared in front of Triangle Eyes, and three figures of different sizes walked out from it. As the glow of the magic array gradually faded away, everyone finally saw the appearance of the three demon beasts!

  A giant ape with a full body of white fur, standing on its four limbs, estimated to be over three meters tall! Next to it is a huge eagle, with a gray body mixed with green feathers. Although the eagle's wings are not spread open, it is already taller than its owner when standing on the ground. The golden hook-shaped beak and massive sharp claws are particularly eye-catching! The third magical creature is a giant python, with a tawny yellow body coiled on the ground. Its length is hard to estimate, but it's probably over ten meters long, with a diameter of about one meter at its widest point. Most striking is the silver long horn on its forehead!

  Francis gazed enviously at the massive, explosive physique of the giant ape. He was now somewhat disheartened with his own build. "Lia, I want that monkey!"

  "Hmm! Young master wants me to capture him alive?" Saber asked curiously, this monkey didn't conform to her aesthetic standards!

  "No, I want it for dinner tonight!"

  "......I see!"

  "Earthshaker Ape! Galeforce Eagle! Silverhorn Gouger! And that Shadow Panther, four eighth-rank monsters! Good heavens! He must be a Saint-rank Summoner!" The big-bearded Summoner was very familiar with magical beasts and immediately reported the names of the three. The mage and swordsman in the party had already made preparations for battle, tightly gripping their weapons.

  "Let me handle this one, young master!" Saber said!

  "Hey! Want to get moving?" Francis was a bit surprised that Saber took the initiative. "Alright, but be careful! That summoner probably has another trick up their sleeve!" Francis knew of Saber's strength, and the few magical beasts in front of them looked intimidating, but they were probably not enough for her to even break a sweat.

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