I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Chapter 39 Questioning (Part 2)

"So what? He's just a kid, isn't he?"

"Don't you understand yet? These are cultivators from the Eastern land of China! Just like the alchemists and magicians we talk about, they are extraordinary beings, different from ordinary people!"

The old man stamped his feet anxiously and said, "This person is not someone we can afford to offend. Quickly go and invite the esteemed members of Behemoth out."

"A mere family, with only a few people who know a little about cultivation, dares to bully the weak and prey on the villagers. Who gave you the audacity to do this?"

With a cold expression, Shi Daohan waved his hand lightly, and everyone in front of the Norman family's gatehouse was sent flying like falling leaves, crashing to the ground and unable to get up again.

These were all important figures in the Norman family, and at this moment they were all baring their teeth and screaming in agony.

A flash of light appeared, and two figures rushed out. They were alchemists from this family, and their expressions changed upon seeing the situation before them.

"Friend, what has our Norman family done to offend you? Why are you here to harm people?"

The two men, both around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, were both shocked and furious, but they did not lash out on the spot. Instead, they were sizing up the young Taoist priest in front of them, assessing his strength.

Shi Daohan remained calm: "Were the children of the old man in the tavern killed by you and the Rotwar Magic Academy?"

"What...what did you say?!"

The two alchemists from the Norman family were visibly surprised, as they hadn't expected that this man was there to stand up for the grandfather and grandson from the tavern.

"Friend, what's your relationship with Robert? There might be some misunderstanding here. Let's sit down and talk it out."

"Misunderstand?"

Shi Daohan's eyes were like swords, and with two crisp "snap" sounds, he directly sent the two men flying.

Both of the Norman family alchemists had bright red handprints on their faces, and several of their teeth had fallen out.

"Friend, we are from Behemoth. These esteemed guests are currently visiting our family. Don't go too far!"

"Is this going too far? You support gangs, force women into prostitution, and cause countless families to be broken up, wives and children to be lost. Isn't that going too far? Don't think that just because you're Behemoth's people, or even if you're royalty, I don't respect you."

"What arrogance!" The two alchemists from the Norman family looked extremely grim. "You don't even put Behemoth in your eyes? Are you trying to start a war between our two nations?"

Shi Daohan laughed: "Provoke a war between two countries? Does your Norman family have that kind of influence?"

"Fine! Fine! Fine! Then I'll see if you have the guts to leave this small town of Sifa today!"

The two alchemists had grim expressions. They knew that the Norman family's resources were not enough to intimidate the young Taoist priest before them; only the powerful figures of Behemoth could put them to the task.

"You bunch of nobodies think you can keep me here? Even if you send another 100,000 or 200,000, it won't be enough." Shi Daohan sneered.

"You..." The two alchemists from the Norman family looked grim, feeling humiliated, but at the same time they were also shocked. This young Taoist priest in front of them not only had unfathomable strength, but also seemed to have a great background, and was completely unafraid of Behemoth.

"Bang!"

Shi Daohan took a step forward without even making a move, and the two alchemists were sent flying like scarecrows in a storm, crashing heavily into a wall. Their bones cracked and popped, and it was unclear how many were broken. Blood flowed from their mouths and noses.

"You!" The two alchemists were stuck to the wall like mud, their eyes filled with fear and anger.

Shi Daohan didn't kill them, because he still had some questions to ask them.

"Who dares to be so bold as to disregard even the Behemoths?" A middle-aged man strode out of the mansion, his gaze fixed on Shi Daohan.

"Cultivators from the Eastern lands of China? What do you mean by this? Why did you injure my Behemoth's people?"

"Eliminate evil."

With his hands behind his back, Shi Daohan softly uttered these two words. His snow-white Taoist robe fluttered without wind, making a rustling sound, making him look ethereal and otherworldly.

"What do you mean? Are the people of Behemoth the 'evil' you speak of?!" the middle-aged man asked coldly.

"I don't know what kind of people you Behemoths are, but these two must die today, and no one can save them," Shi Daohan replied expressionlessly.

"You cannot take action before the matter is thoroughly investigated. Furthermore, this is one of our Behemoth people. Even if he has committed some unforgivable evil, it is up to us Behemoth to deal with him. It is not your place, an outsider from the East, to interfere."

"Investigate?" Shi Daohan scoffed. "Which person in this town hasn't been oppressed and humiliated by them? Just ask anyone. You'll know. What's this talk of needing an investigation? It's nothing more than an attempt to protect them."

"Friend, this isn't your Eastern China. Some things you say will have consequences." The middle-aged man stared coldly at the person in front of him.

Shi Daohan: "Are you threatening me? Is Behemoth really that strong? It's a pity I've never heard of him. I must go and see him for myself if I have the chance."

"Behemoth is an institution personally established by Her Majesty the Queen of the British Empire. If you insist on causing trouble, we will definitely demand an explanation from the Eastern China!" The middle-aged man said in a cold tone.

"There are many empires in the Western world, and your British Empire is just a tiny island. Looking at the whole West, can your Behemoth even be ranked? I'm afraid you can only swagger around on your own soil, right?"

"Arrogant! Let me see just how powerful these so-called cultivators of Eastern China really are!"

The middle-aged man gave a cold shout, rolled up his sleeve, and revealed that his arm was actually a mechanical arm, equipped with many mechanical devices of unknown purpose.

"Bang bang bang"

The middle-aged man aimed the robotic arm at Shi Daohan, and the mechanism between his fingers fired a barrage of bullets.

Shi Daohan slightly raised his hand, and a purple light screen appeared in front of him, blocking all the bullets.

"A magical artifact? That's interesting."

Shi Daohan held a bullet between two fingers, examining it with curiosity and seriousness.

Unlike modern weapons in the mortal world, these bullets also contain spiritual power and can directly harm cultivators and magicians.

"The combination of modern technology and supernatural arts, these Westerners really know how to play," Shi Daohan thought in amazement.

In the field of science and technology, the West is far ahead of China in the East, and this must be acknowledged. Now, they have even come up with the idea of ​​combining supernatural magic with modern weapons.

This innovation can be said to have opened up a new era in history, bringing a great shock to Shi Daohan.

"I wonder if they've just started their research or if they already have a mature theoretical foundation," Shi Daohan murmured to himself.

If this kind of technological weapon can be mass-produced and manufactured, it will pose a great threat to cultivators like them should the Western world ever go to war with China in the future.

However, Shi Daohan wasn't too worried. If others could figure it out, then they certainly could too; they were just a step behind.

"Sizzle"

She flicked her finger and unleashed a sword beam with incredible speed, leaving no time to defend. The middle-aged man's chest was pierced instantly, and he let out a scream.

His robotic arm had many uses; it could even stop bleeding and heal wounds. After stabilizing his condition, he quickly returned to the mansion and reported to the higher-ups.

Shortly after, several senior executives of Behemoth came out.

They had all heard Shi Daohan's words in the mansion, and they were very annoyed and uncomfortable.

"I only deal with the Norman family. If you insist on getting involved, I don't mind taking care of you all as well," Shi Daohan said calmly, looking at them.

A high-ranking member of Behemoth frowned: "So arrogant at such a young age. Are all cultivators in your Eastern China so disrespectful?"

"I'm too lazy to waste words with you. These two must die today." Shi Daohan approached step by step.

"You say they've committed numerous evils, what evidence do you have?"

"Evidence? Quite a few people have come to this town; you can go and ask them."

The elderly man at the head of the group frowned and said, "Even if they are truly at fault, it's not up to an outsider like you to handle this. We, the Behemoths, will punish them ourselves."

"So you say you'll punish them yourselves? Over the years, I don't believe the people in this town haven't reported it to the authorities, yet the culprit remains at large. I suppose it's because you've suppressed it?"

At this point, Shi Daohan's tone turned icy: "Even now, you're still trying to exonerate them. Birds of a feather flock together, a den of snakes and rats!"

"You..." The old man at the head of the group raised his eyebrows, but he did not dare to lash out on the spot because the other party's performance was too domineering, which made him wary.

Shi Daohan didn't want to waste any more time with them, so he directly took action and detained the two alchemists from the Norman family.

"No! Don't kill me!"

"Let us go! We'll give you anything you want!"

The two Norman family alchemists cried out for mercy, trying to run away, but their limbs were bound and they could not move at all.

"Now is not the time to kill you. You will have to come with me to the Rotwar Magic Academy."

Now that we've chosen to take action, we must resolve this matter thoroughly. Shi Daohan must also bring to justice those high-ranking members of Rotwar Academy who were bribed by the Norman family and caused the deaths of the old man's children at the tavern.

"I've already said, I'm only dealing with these few members of the Norman family. If you insist on getting involved, I don't mind taking you all out with me."

Shi Daohan glanced back at the Behemoth executives, and seeing that they made no move, he led the two alchemists from the Norman family and soared into the sky.

Her assertive demeanor left everyone in the town stunned and speechless for a long time before cheers erupted. The scourge of the town had finally been eradicated!

Shi Daohan flew on her sword, carrying two alchemists from the Norman family like chicks, and had them guide her.

Soon, they arrived outside Rotwark College. In front of them, the peaks were green and the valleys were lush, the environment was very beautiful, and solemn and majestic Western buildings stood in the mountains.

"Who goes there?!" A shout came from a clock tower ahead.

Sensing that the visitors were hostile, the people inside the clock tower quickly rang the alarm bell.

"What's going on? Has a formidable enemy attacked?"

Inside the Rotwark Magic Academy, several high-ranking figures showed expressions of surprise.

Like Horagaka Academy, Rotehua Academy also has a barrier outside. Shi Daohan did not choose to use Wan Shuji to break it, but instead chose to forcibly break it.

She had to appear strong enough to intimidate them, so that even if she left the tavern, the old man and the little girl would no longer be bullied.

"Bang"

She conjured a large, dark purple handprint and slammed it down, forcefully breaking through the protective barrier of the Rotwar Magic Academy.

"boom"

A powerful energy surge shook the surroundings, repelling Shi Daohan's large hand.

"So you're a friend from the East, China. I wonder if my Rothua Academy has offended you in any way?" an aged voice said.

This was an old man whose age was hard to discern; his hair and beard were all white, but his complexion was very ruddy, a true example of a white-haired man with a youthful face. He wore a large, dark gray magic robe.

"Who are you in this academy?" Shi Daohan asked.

"I am the headmaster of this academy."

"No wonder you have the strength to shake my handprint." Shi Daohan nodded.

Her words not only elevated the headmaster of Rot Academy but also indirectly placed herself on the same level as him.

"I wonder what our college has done to offend our friends?"

The headmaster of Rotwar Academy realized that the person in front of him was no ordinary person, and also noticed the two alchemists from the Norman family who were like dead dogs.

"Originally, I wanted to make a scene first and then demand an explanation from you, but since you've come forward in person, I'll be frank with you. Three years ago, did two students from your Rotwar Academy, a male and a female, die? The male's name was Ferdinand, and the female's name was Doreen."

The headmaster of Rotwar Academy nodded and said, "If it were anyone else, I might not remember them, but these two people were both very talented and were the focus of our academy's cultivation. Unfortunately, they died in the clutches of a magical beast during a training trip three years ago."

"Died at the hands of a demonic beast?" Shi Daohan sneered upon hearing this, staring intently into his eyes. "Are you genuinely unaware, or are you playing dumb with me?"

"What do you mean by this, friend? Is there some hidden story behind it?"

"They were murdered by a scheme orchestrated by the higher-ups of your college in collusion with outsiders."

"What?! Such a thing actually happened?" The headmaster of Rotwar Academy looked astonished, clearly unaware of these matters.

"Go ask them yourself." Shi Daohan brought the two alchemists from the Norman family over and threw them in front of the headmaster of Rotwar Academy.

After learning how the two men bribed the higher-ups at Rotwar Academy and how they orchestrated the tragic deaths of the old man's children at the hands of monsters, the headmaster of Rotwar Academy was filled with rage, wishing he could slap the two men to death.

(End of this chapter)