"Hmph, hmph, hmph! So it seems you all have given up! As expected, a bunch of incompetent scum!

Want to go back, huh? Rest assured, I, Land Saphis Oakben, am not some demon, so my words hold true.

If you want to go back, I certainly won't stop you.

After all, being away, everyone misses their hometown."

Land murmured, his tone turning rather calm.

Upon hearing this, a few Casters perked up, each showing joy, not realizing the Giant Dragon had an extremely peculiar expression on its face.

It wasn't until the next words came out of the Giant Dragon's mouth that the Casters, as if struck by lightning, froze in place, unable to move.

"My slaves! Come here!

Cut out all the valuable organs like kidneys, livers, and hearts from these Casters for me!"

"Yes, my master!"

At the sound, several Half-Beastmen grinned hideously, drawing their Wolf Fang Clubs and axes as they closed in.

The Casters were so terrified that their livers and gallbladders were about to burst, their bodies trembling violently, and they hurriedly said:

"No, no, your Highness the Giant Dragon! What are you doing? Didn't you say you would let us go back? You can't go back on your word!"

"I'm indeed letting you go back! To your hometown! But you don't necessarily have to go back alive, and your body parts don't need to be intact, right?

I'm letting your kidneys, organs, hearts, and such go back, turning you useless trash into useful treasures!

Earning me Gold Talers, and even helping some Black Alchemists and Casters in their experiments, why wouldn't I do it? Don't you agree?

Perhaps, those Black Alchemists will develop some medicines that benefit humans, and you could consider your task fulfilled!

This is what they call making waste into treasure! You worthless beings, wasting food here on earth, should be glad about this, shouldn't you?"

The voice of the Giant Dragon was like a devil's murmur, echoing in the ears of the Casters, making them tremble all over!

One scaredy-cat even wet his pants!

The smell of urine was especially pungent in the hot air.

But at this moment, none of the other Casters had the presence of mind to notice!

After all, I, Land Saphis Oakben, am not some demon either…

This sentence echoed in the minds of several Casters.

This Evil Dragon! It's worse than a demon! This is a Demon Dragon!

Realizing this, the Casters were almost scared out of their wits! They hurriedly shouted:

"Wait! Wait! Your Highness the Giant Dragon! We were just joking! Please don't take it seriously!

We will certainly continue to work hard to research spells for you! We only ask for a few more days!"

"Oh? Interested again? But your skills are severely lacking! Honestly, I find it hard to continue trusting you, so let's just forget about it, you should return to your hometown."

The Giant Dragon shook its head, seeming very understanding.

"No! Please don't! Spare us, your Highness the Giant Dragon! We admit our talents are limited!

But there's nothing we can do about it! Previously, when you had those Half-Beastmen secretly deceive and lure some Casters from small towns, how could you find capable ones?

For someone like us, if we could have managed, who'd be willing to go to those godforsaken places!

Your Highness the Giant Dragon! I know a place where you can definitely find suitable Casters to complete your tasks!"

A Caster knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

At that moment, several Half-Beastmen were already approaching, terrifying beyond words.

"Wait!"

Land stopped the Half-Beastmen and asked:

"Then I'll trust you one more time, go ahead, where is this place?"

"Green City! You'll definitely find the talents you need there!"

..............

Another week later.

Haisen Kingdom

Earl Green's Domain.

Green City.

A bustling city with a population of tens of thousands.

Stone houses were everywhere, and two-storey buildings could also be seen everywhere.

In the bustling streets and alleys, people came and went, their attire quite fine, with many ordinary citizens even wearing leather garments.

It seemed the living standards were indeed good.

However, that was not the most remarkable feature.

Apart from the humans seen everywhere, there were also many Dwarves, Elves, Lizardmen, Half-Beastmen, etc.

For roughly every twenty to thirty people, one could find a visitor from another race.

This was a city bustling enough to attract the interest of other races.

Gewu Shattered Head, with a few Half-Beastmen, walked among them without attracting much attention.

They casually approached a fellow Half-Beastman and asked:

"Brother! Do you know where the Magic Academy in this city is?"

"Magic Academy?"

The questioned Half-Beastman was taken aback, scanning the Half-Beastman group before enthusiastically saying:

"Hey! Brother, are you trying to form an adventuring party? Looking to recruit Casters?

There are indeed many Casters there, but they're so arrogant, with their noses held high, it's really annoying.

They're like flowers in a greenhouse, idiots who haven't weathered the world's storms!

If you have time to find them, you might as well go to the Adventurer's Guild! Casters are also there, and they are much easier to talk to, living for survival, than those flowers at the Magic Academy."

"Thank you, brother, but we have to visit the Magic Academy first and then we'll head to the Adventurer's Guild."

"Alright! Then I wish you a pleasant journey, brother!"

The Half-Beastman shrugged, indicated the direction, and bumped chests with Gewu Shattered Head before leaving.

The Half-Beastmen then headed directly towards the Magic Academy.

Magic Academy.

Although called an academy, it wasn't built in an academic setting but rather within a Magic Tower.

This tower was a hundred meters high, at least twenty to thirty meters wide, entirely azure blue, with some profound runes engraved on it, occasionally sparkling with magical glows.

At the entrance of the ground floor, men and women wearing azure robes were constantly coming and going, appearing proud, and when they saw a few Half-Beastmen, they all bore contemptuous smiles.

The Half-Beastmen didn't mind this; they intended to enter the Magic Tower directly, but two guards blocked the door and shouted loudly:

"Halt! This is a Magic Tower, a noble Casters-only zone! What is it that you Half-Beastmen want to do? Desecrate the sanctum of Casters?"

"You... won't let us inside? Then we can't complete the master's task, can we? How can this be…"

A Half-Beastman's gaze became dangerous at once, unconsciously reaching for the axe behind him.

The guards' expressions immediately turned tense.

Even some Casters couldn't help but fix their eyes on this scene.

Were these brainless Half-Beastmen planning to use force here? If so, they could guarantee these Half-Beastmen would be blasted into meat paste by the torrent of elements!

But an old Half-Beastman Shaman immediately held the hand of this Half-Beastman:

"Don't act rashly, don't forget the purpose of us coming here for the master! Whether we get in or not doesn't matter, we should just do what we need to do properly."

The Half-Beastman stopped his actions after hearing this.

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