No matter how sacred the church is in the eyes of the people in Ukulu Courtyard, for the Bridges family, worshipping a wizard who can cast forbidden spells is a very cost-effective thing. If they can establish a good relationship with ghosts and gods, it can be considered a profit.

Human beings are social creatures, and when reaching a certain social level, people's evaluations and judgments of each other may be good or bad, but good and evil are very vague concepts.

Gospel Ninth College is a comprehensive institution covering an area of ​​more than 7,000 acres.

Creating a comfortable and complete learning environment for students is worth it no matter how much resources are invested. Well, at the very least, no matter how much money is invested, the public will understand and support it and will not be afraid of not being able to explain.

The outer wall of the college is made of carved white stones and exquisite iron railings, and the roads inside are lined with green vegetation like that of a botanical garden.

The roads are paved with pebbles, auditoriums are everywhere, canteens, restaurants, supermarkets, banks, pine gardens, squares, clubs, libraries, sports centers, snack and fast food stores, from daily necessities to expensive handbags, from bathing and hairdressing to health care, including some mid- to high-end coffee shops and colleges full of "academic style".

No one can tell exactly what these things mean. A hundred people can give a hundred reasonable and appropriate explanations. After all, they are all prepared for students, and the middle and upper classes of the public can understand them. There is nothing wrong with them.

After prying into the vault of the largest bank in the city and stealing the holy sword from the Knight Academy, Mu Hua and his gang once again fled to this school which had higher standards than the Knight Academy.

I rudely bombarded the intelligent security devices outside the academy, and when I entered the academy, the air here seemed to be much sweeter than outside. Oh, no, it was the pleasant scent of books...

"Fuck! Now I know where the high consumption of college students comes from. Even if you stay in college all day, you will become a marginalized person if you don't take out some loans to spend." Strolling around the campus, feeling the influence of the culture, Mu Hua curled his lips and muttered.

"Sir, Gospel College is a key institution of higher learning in Ukuru. The environment of this kind of college is better than that of regular colleges." Charles, who was following Mu Hua and wearing a gorgeous suit of armor, explained.

"Oh, environment? Is this an environmental problem? Well, here, without a golden body, it's simply uncomfortable to come in. It's really a good place for the test of time." Mu Hua sighed with an ambiguous meaning.

At this moment, Mu Hua and Shan Shan were all normal. Charlotte was wearing a light mecha suit with angel wings, while Charles and the other two were wearing armor.

Mu Hua and his men also got a lot of mechas. Originally, Mu Hua planned to let Charles and others drive the mechas, but he never expected that these three guys, who could barely be considered high-end criminals, could not actually operate the mechas.

Tsk, you can tell at first glance that he never went to college and he’s a blasphemer, such a country scum.

We walked through a forest, passed an empty square, and bypassed rockery gardens. It took us more than twenty minutes to finally reach an area where teaching buildings were concentrated.

"Boom~Boom~" Two fireballs once again blew the two autonomous combat puppets into pieces. A lot of these semi-human combat puppets were encountered along the way. Their existence helped this academy isolate the chaos in the city.

Because the academy is too large, these autonomous combat puppets cannot be said to be concentrated, but according to Charles' estimation, there are at least 7,000 armed autonomous combat puppets in this academy.

These magic puppets are obviously guards, not living puppets. Just talking about the daily maintenance, that's all money. Forget it, it's better than some leisure entertainment, luxury goods and the like. Don't worry about where the money comes from, just understand.

However, looking at the buildings that seemed to be teaching buildings not far away, Mu Hua, who had never been to college in his two lifetimes, always felt that this kind of key college was somewhat in conflict with his cognition. Well, he felt a little sour in his heart, probably because he was being pretentious.

Students! At this point, Mu Hua finally saw students.

In the front were a dozen handsome men and beautiful women in priest costumes, followed by more than a hundred mecha warriors with spread wings. Secret doors opened one after another on the ground of the school district, and hundreds of mechas were sent to the ground by elevators.

The eyes of the humanoid mechas half-kneeling on the ground flashed with a halo of magical energy, accompanied by a tangible metallic tremor. These mechas stood up and guarded the students like giants with swords.

An old man with a kind face was surrounded by a dozen students, and the accompanying mecha warriors brought ripples of magical energy into the air.

"..." Looking at the crowd walking towards them, Mu Hua turned back and glared at Charles and the other two in annoyance.

Damn, these guys can’t even drive a mech, and now he can’t summon any decent stuff. Facing a bunch of students, Mu Hua feels like he’s a bit low.

"Crack~~Crack~~Crack~~" The temperature dropped suddenly, icicles appeared, and Mu Hua unfolded the vast Frost and Mist Divine Domain.

The armors of Charles and the other two lit up with self-discipline magic circles, Charlotte's machine was filled with magical energy, and even Setsuna took out a wristband and put it on his wrist.

Waves of ice fog swept across the area, and in just a few moments half of the academy was dyed into a world of ice crystals.

"Yeah." Nodding, and looking at the confused crowd opposite, Mu Hua felt that this was the only way to do justice to the pose they had posed in front of him.

As for whether anyone would freeze to death? They didn't even have some cold-resistant equipment to attend a key university. Besides, the students here should have some magic skills, so who cares.

"Your Majesty Mu Hua, welcome to Gospel College. I am the dean here, Matthew Bridges." After a brief hesitation, the old man emanated a light golden light that enveloped the students with the school emblem on their priest robes beside him. He walked closer to Mu Hua and spoke from a distance.

"You are sure that I am Mu Hua." Mu Hua didn't care much. While speaking, he pointed his finger at Matthew who introduced himself. If it was someone else, it would be fine. Since it was Bridges, Mu Hua was ready to send this Matthew away.

He had wreaked havoc on the Knight Academy earlier, but no gods showed up. Maybe sending away a few more Bridges would have some effect?
However, Mu Hua was not optimistic. At most, it was better than nothing. If you randomly pick a college in a city, the dean is always surnamed Bridges. God knows how many people from the Bridges family are in this courtyard.

"Wait, Your Majesty. I have brought the friendship of Bridges. We are willing to take out 0.5% of the courtyard's income every year and invite you to become the guardian of the Ukulu Courtyard."

Mu Hua's movements were neither hurried nor slow, and there was no sign of malice in his expression, but Matthew did not think that this was Mu Hua's special etiquette, and he continued to shout at a fast pace.

"Huh? Offering?" Mu Hua hesitated for a moment and looked at Shan Na who was standing beside him. Shan Na shrugged. Before that, the two of them were betting on how long it would take Bridges to propose offerings to them.

"Yes. Offering." Seeing Mu Hua put down his arm, Matthew's palms, which were holding the scepter, were sweating.

Matthew was very humble in front of Mu Hua, but most of the dozen or so students around him had angry looks on their faces.

"Does the courtyard's income include arms smuggling and slave trading?" Mu Hua asked Matthew.

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" A student behind Matthew shouted.

"..." Matthew was silent. At this moment, the extent to which he could communicate with Mu Hua was already the limit. There were many things that were not suitable for some students to hear.

"Your Majesty, Bridges and Naden Group are only in a cooperative relationship. Naden Group has also made great contributions to the people's livelihood in the courtyard. Bridges has no right to interfere with their weapons research and development."

"And enslaving others is an unforgivable sin. Perhaps the shadow of this light still exists in this world, but those slave traders will eventually be punished by God."

Matthew spoke vaguely, broke away from the crowd, opened his arms, and walked forward a little, but he gave Mu Hua a fierce look, as if to say that if there was anything, they could discuss it in private.

"Hehe, the scepter in your hand is the 'Hand of Blessing' in this academy, right?" Mu Hua shook his head and chuckled.

"Yes, Your Majesty, although this scepter can perform resurrection magic, but, you know, it requires the blessing of God." Seeing Mu Hua's eyes on the scepter in his hand, Matthew tightened his palm and explained.

"Yes, I know. Regarding the offering, I'm sorry, we have different requests. As for the scepter, I want the magic essence on it."

It seems that Matthew treasures his "Hand of Blessing" very much, but Mu Hua discovered that there are basically no direct attack type high-end equipment in this courtyard.

The scepter is linked to the gods. In order to activate the resurrection spell on it, the gods need to provide it with the power of faith. If the gods do not infuse it with the power of faith, then it is basically an unreliable hammer.

As he spoke, Mu Hua simply took out the holy sword from the Knight Academy. This thing could emit a ray of light of judgment, which was considered as pre-loading. If he wanted to use it again, he would have to ask the gods for charging.

Holding the holy sword and pointing it at Matthew, Mu Hua directly chopped down Matthew with the light of judgment contained in the holy sword.

Just like the 'Hand of Blessing', if this artifact falls into Mu Hua's hands, I think the gods will no longer help him recharge it.

Both weapons were inlaid with magic energy, which chopped out the Light of Judgment. Mu Hua did not care about the outcome of this attack. He pried off the holy sword, pried out the magic energy on it, and threw it into the Burning Source Furnace.

Standpoint Blast skill stone*1, Solar Flare skill stone*1, Sandstorm skill stone*1.

Well, Mu Hua curled his lips, none of them can be considered regular superior magic. Mu Hua has enough of Position Blast and Solar Flare. Sandstorm is a magic that affects the power based on the magic power invested, and it can barely be considered a pseudo-superior magic.

After collecting the Sandstorm Skill Stone, Mu Hua now lacks higher-level magic. However, only Magic Element can be melted out of this higher-level magic. Now, as long as he can get the Magic Element, he doesn't care about its other functions and throws them all into the Burning Source Furnace.

"Boom!" The Holy Judge's lightsaber slashed towards Matthew. Matthew, under the protective light, was still suppressed and bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He knelt on one knee.

The huge lightsaber slashed out a long streak behind Matthew. Wherever the streak passed, the ground cracked and buildings collapsed.

It is impossible that there are only so few students in this college, and it is hard to say whether there are any students in those collapsed buildings.

The divine magic brought about a roaring noise, mixed in with the roars and rebukes of Matthew and a group of priest trainees.

'Mu Hua! Unable to communicate!'

With Mu Hua's wanton attacks, I think his name will also be labeled like this on Bridges' desk. (End of this chapter)