Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 110, Rescue

He took out several high-explosive bombs and threw them at the most concentrated points of the white sand demon soldiers around the protective shield.

"boom!!!"

The first high-explosive bomb exploded outside the barrier, sending sand and gravel flying. The scorching shockwave overturned a large number of white sand demon soldiers! They were originally attacking the barrier in an orderly manner, but the sudden explosion disrupted their rhythm, and several general sand soldiers were blown to pieces on the spot.

"Boom boom boom——!!"

The second and third high-explosive shells followed, accurately hitting the densely packed demon soldiers on both sides of the river reef, triggering a chain of sand explosions! The white sand was swept up by the explosions, resembling twisted white columns of water.

The white sand demon soldiers around Nan Jue and the other person were almost completely wiped out, and their essence and remnants were absorbed into the soul ring by Chen Hao who descended.

"Hiss!!!"

The white sand demon soldiers in the distance instantly stirred and turned their heads toward the source of the explosion—they sensed the aura flying in the air.

"Hey! Girl, you seem to be in trouble."

Chen Hao maneuvered the flying umbrella steadily, hovering it low in the air. The sand and dust stirred up by the wind resembled a gray vortex. He wore an annoying smile, gripping the umbrella handle with one hand while calmly absorbing the essence into his soul ring with the other.

Upon hearing that familiar, almost infuriating voice, Nan Jue's face turned ashen.

"You scoundrel, hurry up and save them!" she shouted, suppressing her anger. Her voice was slightly hoarse due to the depletion of her magical energy, but it still revealed the coldness and hardness unique to soldiers.

"Call me 'Dad,' and I'll pull you up."

"You!!!" Nan Jue was furious, gritting her teeth and staring intently at Chen Hao, wishing she could punch that smug face to pieces.

"Hurry up, or it won't just be a matter of calling me 'Dad,' I'll have to consider whether or not to retrieve your bodies—"

"Dad! Are you satisfied now? Get down here right now!!"

Chen Hao laughed and nodded in satisfaction: "Good boy, you called out with quite a bit of affection."

Having said that, he flicked out two golden spider silk threads, which, like hooks, accurately probed into the river and wrapped around the tactical belts around the waists of the two men.

"Tie yourself up tight, and don't move around. If you do, I can't guarantee your clothes will stay intact," Chen Hao warned flippantly.

"If you say another word, I'll rip you off!!!" Nan Jue roared, veins throbbing at the corners of his eyes.

"Alright, then you should hold back and not say anything, save your energy for going to heaven."

The next second, the flying umbrella activated and ran at full power. Chen Hao suddenly increased the altitude, and the two spider silks quickly contracted, forcibly pulling the two of them out of the demon soldier horde!
"boom!!"

The flying umbrella drew a sharp arc in the air, dodging the attacks of several leaping general-level white sand demon soldiers. It broke through the sand and night, instantly rising to a height of thirty meters, beyond the reach of the white sand demon soldiers.

Chen Hao glanced back at the two disheveled female mages hanging in mid-air like rag dolls. One looked pale and was almost unconscious, while the other gritted her teeth. He was actually quite pleased with himself.

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda," Chen Hao said with a grin, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Do you think someone like me is qualified to join your military?"

"Someone like you deserves to be in a mental hospital!" Nan Jue gritted her teeth, wishing she could kick him off the building.

……

The flying parachute landed steadily in the northern corner of Zhuoyuan.

"Come down, girl." Chen Hao released the umbrella handle, and Nan Jue and another female team member were slowly lowered down.

"Thump." Nan Jue's legs buckled the moment she landed, but she managed to stay upright. Her face was pale, her chest heaving violently, her battle suit was covered in tears, and she was stained with blood. She was on the verge of exhaustion.

Another female team member fainted immediately, clearly on the verge of death. "You bastard, why did you send me back to Zhuoyuan?" Upon seeing her surroundings, Nan Jue's vision blurred, and she was so angry she almost fainted.

“If it’s close to Zhuoyuan, just run this way. Here!” Chen Hao took out two high-grade blood potions from his storage space, tossed one to Nan Jue, and stuffed the other into the mouth of a female team member: “Drink it while you can still breathe. Don’t use your magic power recklessly. Drink it first, then we can talk.”

Nan Jue caught the medicine, but hesitated to drink it.

"What? Afraid I'll poison you?" Chen Hao glanced at her sideways.

"I owe you one," Nan Jue said coldly, unscrewing the potion and tilting his head back to gulp it down.

“You can pay me back now.” Chen Hao suddenly took a half step closer, tilted his head, and smiled mischievously. “To be honest, I’ve never experienced a military girl as fierce and cool as you before.”

Nan Jue's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised his hand, pressing the short blade against Chen Hao's throat.

“Say one more word and I’ll let you experience court-martial.”

"You repay kindness with enmity, huh? Try stabbing me and I guarantee I'll tie you up and humiliate you severely!" Chen Hao remained completely calm, his face full of mockery. If this little dagger could even break through defenses, then he'd truly wasted his training.

The two remained locked in a stalemate, one a fierce female military general, the other an arrogant outlaw. Their eyes met, the tension palpable.

In the end, Nan Jue sheathed her knife, turned her head away with a complicated expression, and sensed an extreme contempt in Chen Hao's eyes, an extreme selfishness that didn't care about anything.

Her elders had reminded her that while the military's reputation was useful, it wasn't the ruthless that were feared, but the stubborn. People like Hei Jue Ting might still have some reservations, but there were certain types of people who were truly unscrupulous.

They have no sense of belonging to the world, let alone order or national organization.

"You scoundrel, even if I, Nan Jue, die, I will not let you get away with this!"

Chen Hao shrugged. "Really? If you're so capable, go back alive."

Nan Jue was stunned, only then realizing that all her military equipment and other belongings had been buried in the Sha Wang River, and even if the Sha Wang River stopped rioting afterward, she would never be able to go back.

Not to mention, there was also a teammate who was seriously injured and unconscious!

"You! You did this on purpose, didn't you?" Only now did Nan Jue realize why Chen Hao had led her to the northern corner of Zhuoyuan. "You must lead us across the Sha Wang River, or it's murder of a military officer. I'm serious, I'm not joking!"

"Tch! You're such a big kid. Do you really think you can get out of the Gobi Desert after I send you across the river?" Chen Hao sneered, immediately annoyed. "I shouldn't have saved you—wasting several high-explosive bombs for nothing, and you kept accusing me of plotting against military personnel. Do you think I'm your cannon fodder?"

"you……"

Nan Jue gritted her teeth, her eyes surging with anger, but she was helpless in the face of Chen Hao's lazy yet dangerous expression.

"I originally intended to save you out of kindness and even planned to send you back to Anjie, but now it seems you're not worth it. Figure it out yourselves." Chen Hao turned to leave.

"Wait!" Nan Jue panicked and rushed over, grabbing Chen Hao's arm. "You can't leave!"

"Hmph!" Chen Hao easily shook off the opponent and broke free.

Nan Jue stumbled, nearly falling, her stubbornness and pride now overwhelmed by shame. She gritted her teeth, her expression shifting several times before finally lowering her head.

"I'm sorry." Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, but she still managed to speak.

Chen Hao paused slightly, turned to look at her, and raised an eyebrow: "What did you say? I didn't hear you."

Nan Jue raised her head, her face still showing stubbornness, but her tone was finally no longer aggressive: "I said... I'm sorry. I was wrong, I shouldn't have used my military rank to pressure people."

(End of this chapter)