High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 195 - 119: The Carpenter’s Son from Vieille_1

Chapter 195: Chapter 119: The Carpenter’s Son from Vieille_1

Andrew Taylor stood silently at the edge of the crowd, fondling the magic ring on his hand.

As the only member of the Taylor family to have entered the top university, on Buji Island where high-ranking wizards were everywhere, he had no elders to rely on. Besides, the rebellious Taylor family didn’t have very good relations with other werewolf groups, so Andrew could only try to keep a low profile to avoid getting into trouble.

But low profile did not mean being looked down upon.

The Protein Stone on the magic ring on his left middle finger was held tightly by him, emitting a faint glow, and the tightly pursed lips of Andrew were slightly twisted.

Every time he thought of the treatment he had received outside the resting room of that vampire, it would always make the anger accumulated in his heart roll over again.

As warriors under the moon, swallowing one’s words was not the character of the Taylor family.

"Alpha Academy is not a vampire academy," Andrew mumbled unclearly, dazingly staring at the colorful gemstone between his fingers, silently contemplating what to do next in his heart.

Although he was very tough when he left the resting room of that vampire, Andrew knew that he was not as confident as he appeared.

For centuries, the relationship between creatures of the Undermoon and wizards has always been very delicate.

Pursuing a united front, the wizard alliance incorporated the Undermoon Council into its own camp, but no matter what, many radical wizards did not quite agree with this policy.

Like Lady Shi Hui, the vice principal of the first university.

In her opinion, no matter how tame the Undermoon Council appears, there are always countless links between these ’dirty dark creatures and demons.’

This viewpoint represented the thoughts of many wizards.

Therefore, the creatures of the Undermoon who step into wizard society always habitually find a sense of security among their kind. Even vampires and werewolves with a thousand years of blood feud would try to present a posture of cooperation in front of the wizards.

Sir Friedman is the representative of the Undermoon Council at the first university. All creatures of the Undermoon who enter the school will communicate with this nobleman of the night to a certain extent.

And Andrew messed this up.

Although the style of the Taylor family is rather rebellious, it doesn’t mean they let zombies nibble their brains. Regardless of how it’s cut, not having a meeting with the vampire is not a happy thing.

Whenever he considered this, the anger in Andrew’s heart would turn into unease.

Outside the rest room, he had threatened to visit Mr. Sepulano — as one of the Gemini of Alpha Academy, Mike Gold Cypress Sepulano had enough strength to protect him.

Without a doubt, this behavior must have angered Sir Friedman.

However, a week’s time has slowly passed, and Andrew still wanders between the stairs and corridors of Alpha Castle, without finding any way to visit Mr. Sepulano.

Mike Gold Cypress Sepulano is a pure wizard, and perhaps he doesn’t want to see a rebellious werewolf.

With this in mind, Andrew sighed slightly, turned his head, and glanced past a few friends next to him.

Although they were called friends, they were actually just his followers — they were merely baseless fellows who had entered Alpha Academy by virtue of a little talent. People, following him, on the one hand, hope to gain the friendship of the Taylor family. To these baseless young people, the Taylor family is already a giant in the wizarding world. On the other hand, they are also coveting Andrew’s small independent rest room in Alpha Castle.

Not every student at Alpha could have an independent rest room.

So, in the short term, these young wizards are of no help to his development at the first university. Thinking of this, Andrew felt quite dejected. Before leaving the family estate, he had made a lot of promises to his uncles.

I’m determined to be featured in "Magic Wand" and become an Arcana!

Every time he thought of his lofty ambition, he felt a toothache, which for a werewolf, was not a good omen.

"Oh... look at those bookworms! Each time I see their silly faces, I want them to feel the rage of my adorable little teeth." Next to Andrew, a dark-haired, narrow-eyed Alpha freshman in a brand-new white robe, gnashing his teeth maliciously while glancing at the Jiuyou students in the distance.

Andrew turned his head and gave him a sideways glance.

"Reign it in a little." The young master of the Taylor family warned with a frown: "You are firstly a freshman of Alpha, don’t tarnish the honor of the castle."

The dark-haired, narrow-eyed wizard was named Julian. Andrew only knew that he was the son of a carpenter from the countryside of French Vieille, as his paternal lineage remained unclear.

Julian had fallen asleep while helping his father chop wood and was brought into the entrance examination of the First University in his dreams.

Following the talent assessment of Alpha Academy, Julian possessed a Heart of Faith.

For the priests serving the Gods, this was a rare and outstanding talent.

In a nutshell, if Julian truly believed in a certain deity in the depths of his heart, and was familiar with their doctrine, then he would become the natural holy child of this deity. The First University would be very willing to admit him to Atlas Academy as a proud scholarship student, bypassing the entrance exam.

However, there are always such pitiful things happening in this world.

Julian had no faith.

Just like a panda with sharp fangs and claws, but choosing to live on bamboo; or like Zheng He, who sailed thousands of miles with a massive fleet, only to play the role of a spendthrift.

In the eyes of others, it just looked like wasting opportunities gifted by heaven.

The Heart of Faith, a talent that could make every Atlas student green with envy, could only earn Julian a mere entry ticket to Alpha Academy.

Of course, with proper training, this carpenter’s son could still become a qualified registered wizard.

However, compared to the future prospects of a holy child, a registered wizard seems much less glamorous.

After enrolling, Andrew unexpectedly discovered this young man who was wasting his talent. One needed help, the other had nothing. Thus, under the luster of jade coins and gemstones, the two quickly became ’friends’.

For the young master of the Taylor family, this was just a low-risk and profitable investment.

With Julian’s talent, it wasn’t challenging to obtain a registered wizard’s certificate after four years of university. For the Taylor family, a registered wizard also represents a significant power that cannot be ignored.

For Julian, accepting the sponsorship of the Taylor family not only allowed him to complete his studies more easily but through the Taylor family, he could also have more extensive contact with the world of creatures Under the Moon.

For some unknown reason, Julian was always stubborn in his belief that his ancestors had vampire blood. Therefore, this carpenter’s son often liked to show his friends his two small canine teeth, which Julian referred to as ’vampire fangs’.

Andrew had to explain to him over and over again that the fangs of a vampire and a wizard’s canines are two different things.

"You are a living, gifted wizard, not a corpse hiding in a castle, surviving on human blood," Andrew reiterated to him. "If you want the lineage of creatures Under the Moon, I can ask my uncle for help."

"But I can’t pretend I can’t see my own soul, sir," Julian always answered sincerely.