The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

No matter how sacred the church is in the eyes of the people in the 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 they reach a certain social level, people may have good or bad evaluations and judgments, but good and evil are a very vague concept.

Gospel Ninth College, 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 least, no matter how much money is invested, the people can understand and support it, and they are not afraid of not being able to explain it.

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

Pebbled roads, auditoriums everywhere, canteens, restaurants, supermarkets, banks, pine gardens, squares, clubs, libraries, sports centers, snacks and fast food, from daily necessities to expensive handbags, from bathing and haircuts to health care, including some high-end coffee shops full of "academic style" can be found in the college.

No one can tell what the meaning of these things is. A hundred people can give a hundred reasonable and appropriate explanations. In the end, they are all prepared for students. People of all levels can understand them. There is nothing wrong with them.

After prying the vault of the largest bank in the city and robbing the holy sword of the Knight Academy, Mu Hua and his group once again fled to this institution with higher standards than the Knight Academy.

After arbitrarily bombing the intelligent warning mechanism outside the college, entering the college, the air here seems to be much sweeter than the outside world. Oh, no, it is a pleasant book fragrance. . .

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

"Sir, Gospel College is a key institution 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 battle armor, explained.

"Hehe, 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 big waves to sift through the sand." Mu Hua sighed with an ambiguous meaning.

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

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

Tsk, it’s obvious that they have never been to college, and they are blasphemers. They are so unsophisticated.

Walking through a forest, passing by an empty square, bypassing rockery gardens, the team walked around for more than 20 minutes before they arrived at an area where teaching buildings were concentrated.

"Boom~~Boom~~" Two fireballs blasted two autonomous combat puppets into pieces again. Many of these semi-human combat puppets were encountered along the way. Their existence helped the college isolate the chaos in the city.

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

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

However, looking at the buildings that look like teaching buildings not far away, Mu Hua, who has never been to college in his two lives, always feels that this kind of key college is somewhat in conflict with his cognition. Well, I feel a little sour, probably just hypocritical.

Students! At this point, students finally appeared in Mu Hua's sight.

First, there were dozens of handsome men and beautiful women in priest costumes, followed by more than a hundred mecha warriors with wings spread out. Secret doors were opened 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 through the magic halo, accompanied by the metal tremor, and these mechas stood up, guarding around the students like giants holding swords.

An old man with a kind face was surrounded by dozens of students, and the accompanying mecha warriors brought ripples of magic brilliance to the air.

"..." Looking at the crowd coming towards them, Mu Hua turned back and glared at Charles and the other two in a bad mood.

Damn, these guys can't even drive a mecha, and now he can't summon a decent thing. Facing a group of students, Mu Hua feels that he seems to be a bit low.

"Crack~~Crack~~Crack~~" The temperature dropped suddenly, and the icicles appeared. Mu Hua unfolded a huge frost fog domain.

The armor on Charles and the other two lit up the self-discipline magic circle, Charlotte's machine was overflowing with magic energy, and even Shanna took out a wristband and put it on his wrist.

The wave-like ice fog swept in all directions, and in a short moment, half of the academy was dyed into a world of ice crystals.

"Yeah." Nodding, looking at the crowd on the opposite side who were in doubt, Mu Hua felt that this was worthy of the pose they put in front of him.

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

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

Earlier, he had caused a lot of trouble to the Knights College, and no gods came out. Maybe sending a few more Bridges away would have some effect?

However, Mu Hua was not optimistic. At most, it would be better than nothing. Just pick a college in a city, and the dean is all 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 Ukuru Courtyard."

Mu Hua's movements were neither fast nor slow, and there was no malice in his eyes, but Matthew did not think that this was Mu Hua's special etiquette, and he still shouted at a fast speed.

"Well? Offering?" Mu Hua hesitated for a moment and looked at Shan Na who was standing beside him. Shan Na shrugged. Before, the two were betting on how long Bridges would ask them to offer.

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

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

"The courtyard's income includes arms smuggling and slave trading?" Mu Hua asked Matthew.

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" Someone behind Matthew scolded.

"..." Matthew was silent. At this moment, he could communicate with Mu Hua to such an extent that it 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 livelihood of the courtyard. Bridges has no right to interfere with their weapons research and development."

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

Matthew was vague, broke away from the crowd, opened his arms, and walked forward for a while, but winked at Mu Hua, as if to say that if there was anything, they could talk in private.

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

"Yes, Your Majesty, although this scepter can perform resurrection, but, you know, it needs the blessing of God." Seeing Mu Hua aiming at the scepter in his hand, Matthew tightened his palm and explained.

"Well, I know. Sorry about the offering, 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 found that there is basically no direct attack type of high-end equipment in this courtyard.

And 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 mallet.

While talking, Mu Hua simply took out the holy sword in the Knight Academy. This thing can split a ray of judgment light, which is considered to be pre-loaded. If you want to use it later, you have to ask the gods to charge it.

Holding the holy sword and gesturing at Matthew, Mu Hua directly chopped the ray of judgment light contained in the holy sword at Matthew.

Just like the 'Hand of Blessing', if this kind of artifact falls into Mu Hua's hands, I think those gods will not help him charge it again.

Both weapons are inlaid with magic essence. After splitting the Light of Judgment, Mu Hua did not care about the result of this attack. He just broke the holy sword, pried the magic essence on it, and threw it into the Burning Source Furnace.

Standpoint Blast Skill Stone*1, Flare Skill Stone*1, Sandstorm Cruelty Skill Stone*1.

Well, Mu Hua curled his lips. They can't be considered regular upper-level magic. Standpoint Blast and Flare Mu Hua has no shortage of. Sandstorm Cruelty is a magic that affects the power based on the magic power invested. It can barely be considered a pseudo-upper-level.

After collecting the Sandstorm Cruelty skill stone, Mu Hua is now short of upper-level magic, but only magic essence can be melted out of upper-level magic. Now as long as he gets the magic essence, he doesn't care about the magic essence's other functions, and throws them all into the Burning Source Furnace.

"Bang!" The lightsaber of the Holy Judge slashed at Matthew. Matthew, who was under the light of protection, was still pressed to the corner of his mouth and bleed, and knelt on one knee.

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

This academy couldn't have only had so few students, and it was hard to say whether there were any students in the collapsed buildings.

The divine arts brought out a roaring noise, and in the noise, there were the roars and rebukes of Matthew and a group of priest students.

'Mu Hua! No communication! '

With Mu Hua's wanton attacks, I think his name will also have such a label on Bridges' desk. (End of this chapter)