My System Just Exploded, And You Ask Me to Become a God?-Chapter 30 --Leit’s Battle

"If you insist on pressing the issue, then come and fight!"

Leit let out a cold snort and was the first to strike, unleashing a Blazing Burst spell.

Beacher from Ironchain Principality and the blonde Mary were not to be outdone—they launched their attacks as well.

Inside Ilan's Study Hall, the three figures stood at different corners, magic erupting wildly around them.

Joad, watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but frown slightly.

Threatening Senior Leit like that... is a bit despicable.

Still, Joad didn't intend to intervene. Leit might struggle a bit facing two opponents at once, but young people needed trials to grow.

Besides, Joad had placed a magical seal on Leit. If Leit's life were ever in danger, that advanced elite-rank spell would ensure his survival.

Just as Joad was hesitating about whether to investigate the main lecture hall, he noticed a shadow sneaking inside.

It was Harlan!

He was trying to get ahead of everyone, slipping in behind their backs!

"Are all Pyrothian Kingdom people this shameless? I haven't even made a move, and he's already started scheming."

Joad frowned, then released the puppet he had seized earlier.

...

Hidden in the shadows, Joad silently observed the battle unfolding.

After all, this was also a form of training—for the students of the Royal Academy to truly step into combat.

Otherwise, they'd only grow into fragile greenhouse flowers. How could Ilan Royal Academy prosper that way?

Meanwhile, the puppet was heading into the lecture hall.

Joad remained in place but viewed everything through the puppet's eyes.

Harlan, along with two students, had already made it deep into the building.

One of the students asked nervously,

"Senior Harlan, what if Leit finds out what we're doing?"

Harlan shook his head.

"Don't worry. Beacher and that woman are keeping him occupied. They won't settle the fight so easily."

"And even if Leit were standing right here, I wouldn't be afraid."

The other two students immediately looked at him with admiration.

"You're right! Senior Harlan is an elite student—he's definitely no match for you!"

A smug look crept across Harlan's face.

"If I'm not wrong, the Ilan Manuscript should be hidden somewhere in here. Otherwise, Leit wouldn't have set up such a powerful magic array to guard it."

"What we need to do now is find its location. If we can get our hands on the Mage God's notes, ruling the entire Pyrothian Kingdom would be all but guaranteed."

Just as they were basking in their fantasies, a voice suddenly rang out—

"People like you, who only know how to lurk and sneak around, want to become rulers? Don't make me laugh."

"Who's there?!"

Harlan and his group instantly tensed, their expressions turning grim.

They looked toward the voice and saw a lone figure in a black robe standing before them.

It was Joad's puppet.

"And who might you be?"

Harlan's voice was dark, with a trace of anger.

"Are you trying to oppose the Pyrothian Kingdom?"

He sensed the other person wasn't ordinary, so he tried to use his kingdom's name as intimidation.

But Joad's voice rang out cold and firm:

"The one thing I can't stand... is you people from the Pyrothian Kingdom."

As he spoke, bolts of lightning flashed through the air.

The students surrounding Harlan didn't even have time to react before they were reduced to ash.

Harlan was furious and just about to strike—

Only to discover that all the magical elements around him had vanished—

And his body collapsed to its knees, completely out of his control!

Even though the puppet hadn't been fully restored, it still retained mid elite-rank strength.

Dealing with a standard-level student like Harlan was effortless.

"Elite rank?! That's impossible!"

Shock covered Harlan's face.

The rules of Ilan's Study Hall only allowed those under 30 to enter.

Yet the man before him had elite-rank power? That was terrifying!

Though Harlan was still full of resentment, he knew his priority now was survival.

He discreetly tore open a magic scroll hidden in his sleeve.

In an instant, magical elements surged back around him.

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It was a well-planned move—but he had still underestimated Joad.

The puppet, without even casting a spell, casually unleashed a surge of mind power that sent Harlan flying—

His head nearly burst open from the impact.

The scroll in his sleeve naturally fell into Joad's possession.

"Not bad. Got any more tricks up your sleeve?"

Harlan was both shocked and furious. But before he could act, another wave of mind power wrapped tightly around him.

In mere moments, every item on his person was stripped clean—storage pouches, space rings, magical tools, everything.

Joad looked through the loot and frowned.

"This is it? That's all?"

He couldn't help but mutter aloud.

Harlan's face turned livid with rage.

As a top student of Pyrothian Royal Academy, when had he ever been so humiliated?

"You... You dare call me poor?!"

Harlan gritted his teeth, furious beyond words.

"Isn't it true?"

Joad shrugged innocently.

"Look at this junk you're carrying—at most it's worth 20,000 mana stones."

"You..."

Harlan trembled with rage but had no way to refute it.

To ordinary students, those items might seem impressive.

But to Joad—they were worthless.

After all,

Joad had seen the world.

A mere 20,000 mana stones didn't impress him one bit.

"What do you want?"

Harlan took a deep breath, doing his best to suppress his anger.

He knew that right now, survival was all that mattered.

"If you want to live, hand over some mana stones."

"Mana stones?"

Harlan froze—he hadn't expected this demand.

"You... you're extorting me!"

Harlan roared,

"Do you know who I am? I'm an elite student of the Pyrothian Royal Academy!"

"If you dare extort me, the Pyrothian Kingdom won't let you off!"

"Oh?"

Joad raised an eyebrow, amused.

"If you're so important, I'm sure the Pyrothian Kingdom would be willing to pay a hefty ransom to get you back, right?"

"You... You dare to extort the Pyrothian Kingdom?!"

Harlan was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe his ears.

Someone was actually extorting the Pyrothian Kingdom?! Was this guy insane?!

But Joad gave him no chance to respond.

He simply knocked him out cold with a single whack of his wand.

Just then, Joad noticed Mary was starting to falter in her duel with Leit.

A moment's lapse, and she was hit by one of Leit's Blazing Burst spells, sending her flying.

Boom!

Mary crashed hard into the ground, letting out a muffled groan.

Joad's eyes lit up—this was a golden opportunity!

He silently approached, preparing to subdue her while she was down.

After all, Mary clearly had valuable gear—there was a fortune to be made here.

Joad crept up behind the blonde girl, raised his wand, and prepared to strike hard.

But just as his wand was about to land—sudden change!

A golden shield shimmered to life around Mary's body.

Clang!

Joad's wand smashed into the shield, which shattered instantly—but Mary remained unharmed.

"Huh?"

Joad was stunned. He hadn't expected her to have a defensive mechanism like that.

"A single-use magic rune?"

A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes—he recognized what it was.

This wasn't some cheap item—each one cost tens of thousands of mana stones!

And it was consumable—used once and gone.

"This girl... is filthy rich?"

Joad found it hard to believe.

He had thought Harlan was already wealthy—

But this Mary was on a whole other level!

"Looks like I really hit the jackpot this time..."

Excitement gleamed in Joad's eyes.

He could feel it—

He was one step closer to archmage rank.