"Hahaha, are these good-for-nothings the future nobles of this country? I'm really worried about the fate of this country." The fat man mocked, while taking out a small black box from his storage ring and placing it on the ground. The semi-transparent energy shield immediately enveloped all the teachers and students present.

"What exactly do you want to do?" the referee asked again.

"Didn't I tell you? It's a robbery." The fat man flashed a row of white teeth, looking completely harmless.

"Still playing dumb? Then don't blame me for being impolite." The referee was also annoyed. He summoned his staff and began chanting.

"Soil—Soil—Solidification" [Rock Binding]

The incantation was completed, but no energy fluctuations appeared around the area, and the spell had failed to be cast.

"Want to continue? I won't interrupt you, or you'll regret it," the fat man said with a smile.

The referee broke out in a cold sweat. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. The magic in the air seemed to be imprisoned, and the magic in his body could not resonate with the magic in the air, which meant that he could not use any magic at the moment.

"What have you done?" the referee exclaimed.

"Hehe, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. This is a divine artifact. You've probably never seen one in your life," the fat man said smugly.

The fat man ignored the referee and once again scanned the students below with his narrowed eyes, but this time no one dared to meet his gaze.

When the students' only support fell, these usually unruly noble children finally showed signs of fear.

"Alright, I don't want to fight anymore. I'll only say this once, so you guys better watch out."

"First, hand over all the storage rings you are carrying. Then, write a letter to your parents offering 1,000 gold coins to each of you. Pay the money and we'll release you. Otherwise, you can forget about your lives."