Chapter 161 Rushing to Heyman
"Lu~~!" The warhorse man let out a long roar.

In the setting sun, the mighty Infernal Warhorse raised its flaming front hooves.

The ferocious roar of the horses caused countless birds in the woods to flee in all directions.

The peaceful atmosphere of the courtyard at dusk was broken by the ominous war horse.

Mu Hua, sitting on the warhorse, lightly shook the reins that were condensed with death, and the warhorse, heralding death, set foot on the path leading away from the villa.

The crisp sound of hooves indicated that it would inevitably cause some disturbance in the academy.

. . . . . .

In the classroom of the main building of the villa, through the window, a group of people looked at Mu Hua riding out on his horse, with different expressions on their faces.

"Mrs. Caroline, how did you get him into the other house?"

"Mr. Mu Hua may not necessarily become the brigade's main combatant, but I believe that without the help of equipment and props, many brigade main combatants may not be able to defeat him." Elzac looked at Mu Hua walking away downstairs and asked Caroline.

"Miss Caroline!" Caroline said emphatically.

"Well, Miss Caroline," Elzac shook his head and chuckled.

"I just think he is a demon hunter with great potential. As for the villa, I promised him that if you make mistakes, he can punish you appropriately." Caroline turned her head away, not looking at Elzac's handsome face.

"Punishment? For example, bloodletting?" Setsuna pointed his finger at the corner of his mouth and moved closer to Caroline with a playful expression, but there was no sign of anger.

"Okay, I admit it was my negligence. I didn't expect he would dare to do that."

"It's all because you're targeting Jeff and the others. Don't argue. The reputation of werewolves in the main courtyard is almost as good as that of wild beasts. Stop trying to fool me with the issue of whether to fight or not." Caroline spread her hands first, then said with dissatisfaction.

Jeff leaned against the window, sneering into a cool face. Caroline saw this expression and raised her hand to pinch Jeff's cheek.

"Can you please not always have that expression on your face? You'll get beaten to death if you go out like this!" Caroline said helplessly as she pinched Jeff's cheeks until they were deformed. Jeff bent his waist and didn't dare to resist. This time it was the vampires' turn to sneer.

Griffiths, Vic and the others were also at the window, and they pretended not to see Caroline's interaction with the demon.

Werewolves and vampires are not easy people to get along with. The reason why Caroline can get along with them so easily is largely due to her identity as a witch.

Werewolves respect witches, and vampires have an almost paranoid tolerance for witches.

After years of getting along, Caroline had no ill will towards them, which led to the fact that even Griffiths, the head of the school, had a lower status in Dusk Hall than Caroline.

"Dean of the branch, although Mu Hua has impressive magical attainments, he is very dangerous and should not be allowed to stay in the branch." Vic said at this time.

"Vic, you are too jealous." Elzac seemed dissatisfied and glanced at Vic coldly.

"Mu Hua is the type who responds to soft words but not hard ones. You should be careful with your attitude towards him in the future. He should be a good mentor." Elzac said to the vampires around him.

"You didn't do that to me." Vic grumbled in dissatisfaction when he saw that Elzac didn't even mention the bloodletting.

"Teacher Vic, you are a seeker to us, and he is a giver to us."

"Soul creation is very valuable. Since he has agreed to teach it, we must respect him."

"We will try our best to avoid being punished by him. Werewolves, huh, wild beasts don't know how to get along with humans." Elzac raised his chin slightly and looked at Jeff and the other two proudly.

Although it was unlikely that they would take action, the hair of Jeff and the other two moved without wind.

The three werewolves' eyes glowed blue, and the vampires' eyes, with vertical pupils flashing red, stared at them.

In the light of dusk, the atmosphere in the classroom was eerie and creepy. Vic couldn't help but shrink his neck and take a few steps back, away from both parties.

"Okay, stop it, Elzac. When it comes to getting along with people, you're not much better." Caroline waved her hand to interrupt the werewolf and vampire who wanted to kill each other with their eyes.

"Elzak, if you want to be accepted by the residents, you need to change the way you speak."

"Unless you want to mingle with the aristocracy, it's best to pay attention to the feelings of the people around you, even those you don't like," Caroline advised Elzac.

Although they can maintain their humanity, werewolves and vampires both have some issues with their personalities.

This also resulted in their acceptance among the Anju people being even lower than that of the Alan demons, who were known as the waiter clan.

Nobles? Nobles can’t protect vampires, and they may covet vampires even more.

What vampires need is the masses who can challenge the nobles, not the nobles. Of course, some slave countries are an exception.

"Okay, ma'am, I'll pay attention." Elzac nodded after thinking.

"Miss! Miss Caroline!" Caroline corrected dissatisfiedly. "Well, okay, Miss Caroline." Elzac's almost doting attitude made Caroline feel like an old lady being coaxed.

"Honey, maybe you should accept a first hug, then you don't have to worry about age anymore." Setsuna said while hugging Caroline.

"No, Setsuna, maybe I'll consider it when I'm about to die, but it will only be Elzak and the others. At least they are all handsome guys." Caroline pushed Setsuna's pretty face away.

Because of Mu Hua's sudden departure, everyone in the classroom was discussing their own topics.

After a while, Caroline, Griffiths and the others left. Faced with the magic that Mu Hua had used to fool people, no one had the heart to find fault with it.

. . . . . .

As the mount of the Terror Knight, the Infernal Steed appears to have a more muscular physique than the Nightmare.

It was almost seven in the evening when the students of Springer Branch concluded their first day of school.

When Mu Hua rode out of the forest path of the Dusk Courtyard on his Infernal Warhorse, he inevitably met some wandering students.

'Sprinkle House holds down the Boneyard.'

'The Headless Horseman in the Mysterious Woods'

'The hidden undead warhorse of the Beast Tamer Department'

'At midnight, the spirit of the knight wandered around the academy'

The hostility spread along with the afterimage, and the students who were getting familiar with the layout of the academy began to spread new strange stories in the academy.

The Infernal Steed has the ability to control fire. It is a rare species among the undead that is friendly to the element of fire.

As it ran, its hooves trampled out flames, and the speed of the Infernal Horse was even faster than that of a flying shuttle.

The oncoming strong wind was infinitely weakened by the impact of the deathly breath exhaled by the warhorse. Rushing out of Bear Pig Town, Mu Hua rode his horse along the road leading to Heiman City.

Earlier in class, Mu Hua received a call from Page, saying that the young master of the Webster family seemed to be making trouble again.

No one knew what was wrong with Kevin. He refused to go to school and insisted on going to the cemetery to be a gravekeeper.

It is said that Webster has drawn his knife, and Paige has failed to persuade him, so she has no choice but to seek help from Mu Hua, hoping that Mu Hua can persuade Kevin.

After all, it seemed that only Mu Hua and Kevin had mentioned the topic of gravekeepers.

Facing Padge, who was a little bit complaining in her grievance, Mu Hua was really looking forward to seeing Kevin again, and Webster had already cut some parts from him...

There are many vehicles coming and going on the flat and spacious road. These days, speeding is rampant, but the speed limit for flying is higher and stricter than driving on the road, so some vehicles still choose to drive on the road.

It was not too strange to see Mu Hua riding a horse. Mounts such as wolves, horned horses, argali, and even saber-toothed beasts and ground dragons could be seen on the animal riding paths on the highway.

Different from the common perception in the previous life, in this world, unless the altitude reaches above a certain level, the sky seems to be the only route for ordinary people.

The beast-riding path on the highway is wider than the car lane. Apart from a few gorgeous carriages, most of the people riding on the highway are adventurers riding war beasts.

Riding a horse is not abrupt, but the specifications of Mu Hua's mount are somewhat excessive. Although its aggressiveness is not outstanding, the Purgatory Warhorse is, after all, a high-level undead.

The mounts that encountered the Infernal Warhorse along the way dodged and avoided it very consciously. The argali became anxious, the wolf tucked its tail between its legs, and even the brutal ground dragon would slow down vigilantly when it saw the Infernal Warhorse.

Fortunately, these monsters have a certain degree of intelligence. They are familiar with human society and know that in broad daylight, the Purgatory Warhorses controlled by humans will not cause them trouble.

Moreover, as mounted beasts bred as war beasts, they dare to charge and fight against high-level monsters as long as their riders accompany them. The mounted beasts they meet on the road are alert and will not be alarmed.

At the checkpoints within the city, the inspection of war beasts is much stricter than that of vehicles.

When asked to show his identity proof, Mu Hua did not even show his adventurer's certificate. His identity as a professor at Spring College allowed him to be released easily. The security team members did not even tell him to carefully control the Purgatory Warhorse.

Mu Hua enjoyed the benefits of his professor status for the first time. He knew about it before, but he didn't dare to use it because he felt guilty.

In his original understanding, the magic academy was still very sacred, and the Sprinkle branch was built from scratch in a short period of time. The magic that could be said to have directly "launched" an academy made Mu Hua dare not underestimate this academy.

But maybe it was the distance that created beauty? After meeting some people in the academy, Mu Hua was completely unable to sense any grandeur, majesty, profoundness, shock, etc. from them. Everyone seemed to be just like that.

Now, soul creation is being taught to others, and Mu Hua uses the identity of professor with confidence.

Today's lectures made Mu Hua truly realize that his upgraded magic seemed to be more than just capable of teaching.

Even if it is just low-level magic, at least it seems pretty cool in the academic world.

(End of this chapter)