I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

Hearing this, the three students of the Dragon Mage Academy were stunned and then burst into laughter.

"Hey, boss, did you hear that? He said he was going to take part in the competition and would give us a lesson during it."

"It's so funny. The three of us are all intermediate mage and magic power is over 180. Are you still awake?"

A grade-two student had magic power over 180?

The nobles around gasped at his words.

It was too unbelievable. Was this the strength of the four mage academies?

Thinking that Andrew dared to argue with such a privileged person, all the aristocrats turned to watch a good show.

The brown-haired student in the lead put his hands in the bags and walked up to Andrew. He was half a head taller and looked down at Andrew.

He snorted coldly and smiled, "Guy, you must have never seen a strong man, right?"

Seeing this, Asdan, the grandson of the general, immediately made obeisance to them and said, "How about you practice? Let us broaden our horizons."

Hearing this, the nobles around them laughed even more happily. It seemed that there was a good show to watch.

Seeing this, Thomas was even more scared.

Of course, he knew that his son would not be convinced if he was humiliated in public.

But as a father, he was also not convinced.

His son didn't have any talent, and these three were the high-grade mages that he entrusted. The magic power was so terrifying although they were young.

If they fought, his son would have no chance of winning.

What's more, even if he was the duke. The intermediate mage was not afraid of the duke at all, not to mention that they were all students. This time, there must be a tutor with them, and he couldn't afford to offend them.

"I'm sorry, three of you. Please don't be angry."

Thomas hurried to put steps forward Andrew and said with a smile, "My son is young and thoughtless. Please forgive him."

"Forgive him?"

The brown-haired young man looked at Thomas up and down and said, "Sure."

"But I'm not happy that your son and I were so angry just now."

"Well, let him apologize to me. It's all over, but if he continues to be stubborn..."

"First of all, my teacher is Andre, the holy mage of the Dragon Mage Academy."

Andre?

The aristocrats were shocked.

Born in the Hundred Flower Empire and honored as the holy mage of the Hundred Flower Empire?

The holy mage was level above the grand mage, second only to the tutor mage.

They were top masters that ordinary people looked up to.

Even the king had to receive them according to the standards of state guests.

The aristocrats were all worried about Thomas and despised Andrew even more.

This unlucky child didn't know how to restrain himself at all.

Offending them was tantamount to offending their teachers.

Their teacher was the holy mage. When the holy mage got angry, the duke of a small country could be killed in a blink of an eye.

Even though he was a loser, he still had to drag his father down.

Everyone looked down upon Andrew and felt sorry for his father.

What bad luck! He was almost dragged down by his son.

Thomas was in a cold sweat.

After such a mess, he, as a marquis, lost his face at this dinner party.

But now, the most important thing was to protect his son.

Thomas forced himself to tremble and asked, "Then, if I apologize for my son, can I?"

The brown-haired young man snorted, "Okay."

Thomas clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He thought to himself that everything was for his son, and the apology in his throat was about to come out.

However, as soon as he uttered the first word.

"Haven't you finished yet? I have finished two dishes."

A familiar voice came from the side.

As soon as the brown-haired student of the Dragon Mage Academy heard the voice, his expression suddenly froze.

Nason walked over while eating the kebabs. Seeing that Andrew was surrounded, he tilted his head and said, "I thought you were going to have a showdown. I didn't want to steal your thunder.

Yes? Haven't you had a showdown?"

When Nason took the first step, the brown-haired student of the Dragon Mage Academy took two steps back as if he had seen a ghost and screamed, "Nason?"

Nason also noticed the three students of the Dragon Mage Academy. He raised his eyebrows out of expectation and said, "Jack? Oh, George, and John, you two are also here."

As Nason approached, the three students of the Dragon Mage Academy took two steps back in fear.

Seeing this, Thomas and other aristocrats were confused.

Why were the three students from the Dragon Mage Academy so afraid of Nason?

Nason?

They thought they had heard of this name before.

"You know him?" Andrew asked in confusion.

Nason bit the kebab and said, "A month ago, I got a commission to hunt and kill a young water flood dragon. These people got the same commission with me."

But I killed the waterflood dragon. They thought they were in grade two and wanted me to give them the commission."

"And then?" Andrew was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh.

Nason shrugged and said indifferently, "Then I beat them up."

Hearing this, everyone was flabbergasted!

This unknown boy, who was with Andrew, actually beat up the intermediate mage of grade two of Dragon Mage Academy?

And looked at the three of them.

They were not as arrogant and domineering as before. Their faces were scarlet with fear.

Ignoring the gazes of the people around him, Nason looked indifferently at the brown-haired young man called Jack in the lead and said, "I remember breaking six of your bones last time, right? You can get out of bed so soon, right?"

He stepped forward and asked, "Nason, why are you here?"

Dissatisfaction flashed through Nason's eyes. "Last time you cried and begged me to spare your life. What did I say to you at that time? What should you call me when you see me in the future?"

Then Nason turned to George and John and said, "You two are the same. I haven't forgotten."

Seeing the three people standing still, Nason's gloomy face turned even worse.

"What's up? Do you want to be beaten up again?"

As soon as Nason finished his words, the three of them took a step back in unison.

Their attitude was different from what they had just said, which made everyone extremely curious.

Who was this Nason?

Jack said in a trembling voice, "Nason, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are Nicholas's apprentice. When my tutor arrives, he will teach you a lesson immediately!"

Nason shrugged his shoulders and said, "In the world of the mage, the strong are the boss. What's wrong with me doing whatever I want?"

Nicholas's apprentice?

This time, not only the people around but also Thomas was surprised with his eyes wide open.

Director Nicholas, the principal of Lion Eagle Mage Academy!

Who was he?

It was said that the top tutor mage was only one step away from the grand tutor mage.

He could even fight against a large country on his own.

Hundred Flower Empire was a small country. He could easily destroy it with a flick of his finger.

This Nason is Director Nicholas's apprentice?

Wait a minute.

Only then did everyone realize what had happened.

Nason... Indeed, in the first grade of this year, there was a student called monster in Lion Eagle Mage Academy.

In the end, he got an astonishing result of 120 magic power.

It was said that his talent was unparalleled in the whole Lion Eagle Mage Academy, and the speed of practice was as fast as that of a demon.

In the end, Director Nicholas selected him as one of the apprentices.

Could it be that...

At this moment, everyone understood.

The young man in front of them was the top talent of grade one of Lion Eagle Mage Academy: the monster Nason.

Jack was both angry and scared.

"I'm just looking for a loser to have fun. How could I meet such a jinx?"

"Nason, we admit that we can't defeat you. But why do you protect that loser so much?"

Everyone was confused about this question.

Why did Andrew, a loser, get involved with Nason.

"Protect him?"

Nason tilted his head and replied, which made everyone stunned.

"Don't get me wrong. I just came up to say hello to you. You are making a fuss."

"As for Andrew, he doesn't need my protection."

"He is stronger than me.