The mages, including Saint Drark, were stunned.

Their respected guild leader Hadiwa, the guild leader who was so strong and invincible, actually surrendered to an evil dragon before the battle?

That pious look was like that of a woman who was responsible for picking up clients. After seeing the precious belongings and the handsome client, she couldn't help but want to dedicate herself. Her moral integrity was all over the place, or should be said to be non-existent.

Even Elena and Antoine looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Even if they said this, I am afraid that no rational person in E. Palenque would choose to believe it, because this is really beyond the

scope of understanding.

Joel maintained his arrogance, and his arrogance would only selectively collapse when faced with the "invasion" of gold coins.

An unknown mage? Who is he? Is there any gold coin incense?

The embarrassed Hadiva froze on the spot, his hands just frozen in the air, but he did not take back the slave contract. The detection of magic requires sacrifice and sacrifice, and the so-called dignity and face are not in Hadiva's hands.

His strong thirst for knowledge was not worth mentioning, and he waited.

"Chairman Hadiwa?"

"Why...would you do such a shameful thing..."

"Pick up your staff and defeat the evil dragon."

The mages screamed in disbelief, their hopes shattered before they even rose.

The loud shouting caused Joel to take care of his wealth, and he temporarily turned his attention away from his newfound wealth.

"Please be quiet..."

The sudden and majestic voice made the mages fall silent.

Antoine stared at Joel as if he had discovered a new world. It was unimaginable! This dragon could actually make such a majestic sound.

Maybe that soul-trembling voice is his true face? Out of his love for dragons, Antoine couldn't help but think.

"Great dragon... I want to learn magic from you." Hadiva stated his purpose.

Joel didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing at all, it was simply a waste of time.

But just when he was about to refuse, the kind-hearted man noticed Drark, a man who could redeem himself with ten million gold coins, and the respect he showed to Hadiva just now.

Joel made a decision and walked in front of Hadiva.

Hadiva, who was kneeling on the ground, was shorter than him in height.

Joel raised his paws over the held-up slave contract, tapped Hadiva's shoulders a few times, and then rubbed his paws to make an "international gesture."

Everyone else understood what Joel meant, because this action is universal, especially the guards responsible for guarding the city gate, who would often make such an action and ask for a small fee when the officer did not notice.

But...this other does not include Hadiwa.

He was born into a wealthy family and devoted all his energy to magic...

He had never seen this action before, and in fact, no one dared to do it in front of him.

This is not asking for reward, this is asking for one's own life.

"Huh...?" Hadiva was stunned. He thought it was because Joel didn't understand the slave contract in human society, so he patiently explained: "As long as I sign this contract, I will be your most loyal servant."

"Loyalty...? I don't think so."

Joel's tone was mean, like a fussy businessman. Judging from his gorgeous clothes, he must be a man with gold coins! But he only contributed a piece of paper? That's really cheap. A loyal servant will not be stingy.

Contribute your wealth to the Lord...Dragon.

Hadiva was stunned in place. Isn't the slave contract enough to show loyalty? Then what should he do to learn magic from him?

The aged cheeks instantly became bitter.

This was the first time he knew...it would be so difficult when a saint becomes a slave.

"How can I show my loyalty?" Hadiva asked.

"I've already given you a hint." Joel sighed, "Looking at how stupid you are... you look like a Farado, without any gold coins."

"Gold coins...? I have them," Hadiva replied.

"I know...do you...have any gold coins?"

Joel suddenly changed his tone and raised his voice.

The claws exerted force on Hadiva's shoulders, pressing down.

Hadiva took a breath. The force exerted on him was far beyond his understanding. The loose mage robe was wrinkled together. The magic power on his body counterattacked involuntarily, but it was like a newborn baby facing a strong man.

The soldier was so weak that he was extinguished as soon as he rose. The pain spread from his shoulders. While Hadiva inhaled, he felt excited on the other side.

It's this magic... It's the power of this magic, what he is pursuing...!

Seeing his weak appearance, Joel had to suppress his excitement and asked again: "Do you have gold coins?"

Hadiva nodded.

As the president of the Mage Association, in Duke Tobias Ridge, especially in the city of E. Palenque, every businessman and noble is thinking of ways to please himself. Although he does not like wealth, he knows magic.

Research requires wealth, and as the master of Duke Ridge, Archduke Tobias provides a piece of wealth every year to allow him to coordinate and manage the Mage Association. Slowly, the accumulated wealth becomes more and more

too much.

"how many?"

Joel held his head high and his tail raised high. As a rich dragon with a role of 20 million gold coins, he showed his arrogance.

"I haven't calculated it..." Hadiva replied truthfully, "Although the association spends a lot of money on weekdays, there are probably a few hundred million gold coins left..."

"Say it...again..." Joel shivered, his tail trembling uncomfortably.

But as he lost his composure, the magic power he revealed suddenly filled the air with mist.

Everyone's vision was instantly deprived, and it turned out that they had been completely crushed to the ground by the pressure.

Fortunately for Elena and Antoine, they were protected by Ignat, but the thick and sticky feeling in the air did not dissipate.

When he realized the surrounding situation, Joel immediately withdrew his magic power.

"Gold coins...gold coins..." he urged, trying to get some gold coins from Hadiva.

After Hadiva once again felt the magic power as vast as the sky, his mood could be described as exciting, and he took out his space ring.

"Here are all the gold coins I have..."

"Only a few million...?" Joel frowned, his face wrinkled in pain.

But he was in a very happy mood.

"...Most of the wealth is in the association...I will sell everything in the association and dedicate all my wealth to you. I only hope that you can teach me magic."

"You can't do this!" Drark regained his courage and shouted angrily, his breathing becoming rapid.

The association was not established by Hadiva. It has existed a long time ago. Almost every prosperous city will have a mage association. Compared with an organization, it is more like the glory of the mage. Now, the glory is going to be

After it was sold, he couldn't just sit back and watch.

"Don't anger me, Master Dralke!" Hadiva shouted angrily. Unlike his meekness and respect when facing Joel, he carried absolute power in front of others, and his powerful posture gave people a sense of power.

The feeling is that if you don't obey, you will die.

"You...!" Dralke's voice stopped abruptly.

The magic wand held high by Hadiva was shining with surging magical energy.
Chapter completed!