The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness - Chapter 195
120, Alright
Whitechapel District.
Mu En walked through the deserted streets, looking at the somewhat familiar modern buildings on either side of the road, and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sentiment.
Here… this is actually the place where I last went on a date with my senior.
Neither the original owner nor the current Mu En often visited such places in the lower city, so before stepping onto this street, Mu En had not realized the connection.
“The senior said she once lived on this street…”
Would she hide in a place she was familiar with?
Whether intentional or unintentional.
If it’s unintentional…
A slight unease stirred within Mu En.
However, this only quickened Mu En’s pace.
The renovated commercial buildings on both sides receded, leading to a place he had not stepped into during his last date with his senior.
At the end of the street, a brand-new building abruptly halted, as if there were a fault line, with dilapidated houses and a stretch of vacant land suddenly extending before him, reaching into the distance.
“Locada Academy…”
Mu En’s gaze swept over the dilapidated wooden sign on the fence.
According to the information, this was originally an academy established for impoverished children, but it was abandoned to make way for the planned commercial street, despite protests from many grassroots citizens.
Unfortunately, the construction of the commercial street later stalled due to inexplicable funding shortages, and it never extended to the land where the academy stood.
Thus, this academy remained abandoned, along with the surrounding unfinished buildings that had been newly constructed to cater to the commercial street, creating an eerily deserted area in such a densely populated part of the lower city.
Mu En’s gaze scanned the empty grounds of the academy and the dark, looming buildings not far away, and he instinctively reached for the rusted lock on the gate.
“Damn it, it’s become a habit.”
At this moment, he was actually thinking of picking the lock, feeling as if he was developing some strange occupational hazard.
Mu En slapped his restless hand away, adjusting his top hat as he looked around.
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After confirming no one was around, he leaped lightly over the fence and entered the academy.
Beyond the overgrown grass, like most academies, there was a patch of artificially planted woods. Mu En took out Elizabeth, clearing away the dense thorns and bushes in front of him, silently forging a path.
Beyond the woods, the ominous buildings lurked like shadows of demons, hidden in the profound darkness.
The lock was open.
Mu En glanced at the building’s door, his figure flickering slightly, transforming into a blurred shadow as he slipped inside.
In the silent corridor, the air was thick with dust, cobwebs woven into chaotic nets in the corners of the ceiling, and a plump rat, startled, scurried along the windowsill into the darkness.
It seemed no one had set foot here for a long time.
Mu En gently touched Elizabeth, and an invisible arc of electricity spread along the contours of his body, isolating all presence.
He walked slowly down the corridor, glancing into each classroom through the windows.
First floor.
Empty.
Second floor.
Empty.
Third floor.
Empty.
All the way up to… the highest sixth floor.
Here, the view improved significantly.
Because there aren’t many buildings in the lower town that exceed six stories, through these windows, one could take in most of the district.
Even the bright lights from the upper town in the distance reflected back, making this floor appear much brighter.
Yet it remained eerily quiet, like a ghostly realm.
Mu En moved cautiously, still not letting down her guard, searching through the classrooms along the walls.
One room.
Two rooms.
Three rooms.
Until the very last one.
Still nothing.
Not to mention people; after scaring away the active mice of the night, the entire building was as silent as if it were immersed in a vacuum of the universe.
“Is it really not that easy to find?”
Looking at the last classroom, a flicker of disappointment crossed Mu En’s eyes.
This academy wasn’t large; if she couldn’t find anyone here, then it would be even harder for someone to hide elsewhere.
“Not here, or is the information just wrong?”
But no matter what, she had to keep going.
Mu En turned around, preparing to retrace her steps.
But just then, she felt a distinct chill, and out of the corner of her eye, a shadow flashed by.
Who!
Mu En spun around suddenly.
But she didn’t see the figure she had anticipated.
Only in the empty classroom, the curtains were stirred by the night breeze, swaying restlessly like a ghostly silhouette.
The chill must be from this night wind.
After scanning the classroom again with heightened vigilance, confirming there was no trace of life, Mu En turned back in disappointment.
Had she been too tense?
“Go ahead, we can’t waste too much time here; there are still many places that need investigating.”
Mu En prepared to step away.
But in the fleeting moment as his peripheral vision swept across the classroom, an inexplicable sense of familiarity washed over him, and suddenly a spark of realization flickered in his mind.
The curtains?
He abruptly turned back.
His gaze fell once more into the classroom, this time not in search of anything.
The entire layout of the classroom came into view.
It was a classroom that was much wider compared to others, but the back half was cluttered with a large amount of junk, making it roughly appear to be about the same size as an ordinary classroom.
In the front half of this classroom, all the clutter had been cleared away, leaving only a solitary desk by the window, the light blue curtains swaying gently in the breeze; everything felt so familiar.
Though the details were vastly different, the layout of this classroom clearly resembled… the classroom of an ancient potion society.
Mu En’s heart began to race, and without caring that the rusty door might disturb someone, he pushed open the classroom door and walked in, heading straight for that lonely desk.
If his guess was correct, according to the senior’s usual habits, there was a good chance something would be left behind here.
But as he approached, Mu En felt a twinge of disappointment.
Because when he first touched the desk, he found… it was ice-cold.
It had no sense of having been occupied by a living person.
“Could it be that I guessed wrong? The layout of this classroom is just a coincidence.”
Mu En stared at the desk, thought for a moment, and suddenly clasped his hands together, murmuring softly:
“I’m not a pervert, I’m not a pervert, I’m just confirming something!”
After making a disclaimer that wouldn’t corrupt any children, Mu En slowly leaned down, resting his cheek… on the desk.
Don’t get the wrong idea; he was really just confirming.
But… in the sensation against his cheek, the desk still held no warmth.
His nose twitched slightly, but he didn’t catch any particular scent.
From this perspective, it was just an ordinary desk left here.
Yet Mu En still didn’t give up. He suddenly opened his eyes, a determined look on his face, and earnestly murmured:
“How about… I lick it to see?”
“……”
Before the words had even left his mouth.
In the silent classroom, a sudden wave of murderous intent erupted.
A chilling terror surged up behind Mu En in an instant.
In the shadowy corner above the classroom door, a slender figure, as if poised for a long time, shot out suddenly, like a snake, aiming for the back of Mu En’s heart.
The air let out a mournful wail, as if it were being torn apart.
Mu En seemed to have been on alert already, suddenly turning to the side, just barely avoiding this sudden attack.
Yet he was still grazed on the shoulder; fortunately, the specially made gown was sturdy enough, though it still brought him a burning sting.
Mu En’s gaze shifted slightly, landing on that slender shadow.
The faint light from outside spilled in, revealing the true form of the shadow—a long whip.
A whip he had seen before.
But before the delight in his eyes had a chance to show, the extended whip suddenly… retracted!
Its sharp tip, shrouded in the shadow of death, shot toward him.
The whip seemed to possess a consciousness of its own, constantly adjusting its position, aiming directly at Mu En’s face.
Mu En retreated!
Again and again.
But ultimately, there was nowhere left to retreat!
In confusion, Mu En’s fingers curled into claws, like a beast’s sharp talons.
The long-awaited basic version of Thunderclap!
The shockwave surged.
The automatically targeting whip tip was knocked away.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu En swiftly used Shadow Step to create distance.
But before he could steady himself.
Mu En heard a rapid yet melodious chant.
A multitude of arcane words were forcefully compressed into a single short sentence, sounding somewhat comical, like a recording played at ten times speed.
Yet behind this comicality lay the meaning of a powerful spell, being rapidly unleashed.
Indeed.
Amidst the death warnings buzzing in his mind, Mu En heard a cold yet pleasant light chant.
“Explosion!”
In that instant, the air was suddenly compressed.
Then, the figure hidden in the black robe in the corner was quickly closing in, and at her fingertips, boundless light and heat were erupting!
In this world, there was probably only one person who would dare to cast explosive magic right at someone’s forehead, but Mu En had no time to marvel, for only when facing it himself would he truly understand the terrifying pressure that the mighty High Priest had once endured.
Without any hesitation.
Magic surged, the alchemical core ignited.
A scorching sensation came from behind.
Tenfold, time slows down!
As if the image had suddenly been pressed to slow motion, everything in sight became leisurely.
Mu En could see that figure, even shrouded in a black cloak, struggling to conceal its graceful curves, could see her familiar yet indifferent pretty face peeking from beneath the hood.
The moment he saw that pretty face, countless thoughts collided in Mu En’s mind, and he finally understood the crux of the problem.
But there was no time to dwell on that, because as soon as he averted his gaze, Mu En could see the delicate jade-like finger that was about to deliver a head-blowing gift to him.
He quickly dodged.
However, as he turned and sidestepped, the difference in realms and physical prowess between the two became evident; even with time slowed down tenfold, that finger appeared alarmingly fast in Mu En’s perspective.
Fortunately, he still managed to evade.
The infinite light and heat bursting from the fingertip grazed the top of Mu En’s head, turning the hat he had habitually fiddled with into ashes, and instantly engulfing the piled-up clutter at the back of the classroom in a sea of flames.
Time resumed its normal flow.
“Eh?” The figure let out a strange, light gasp, seemingly puzzled as to why her certain hit had missed.
But it didn’t matter.
Because the second explosive spell was already brewing.
Her fingertip swiftly moved downward, aiming at Mu En.
In the ultra-fast incantation, the signature light and heat of the explosive magic once again coalesced.
“Damn.”
Mu En broke into a cold sweat in an instant.
Without a second thought, he quickly raised both hands, performing a standard military salute from a past life.
“Senior, it’s me!”
The figure paused for a moment.
Mu En’s eyes lit up with joy, and he hurriedly reached out to lift the human skin mask that covered his face.
Damn it, the mask was too realistic, yet it had its flaws.
This gossamer-thin, almost lifelike texture nearly made him forget that he was wearing someone else’s face.
If he were mistaken for some pervert and killed by his senior because of the disguise, that would be too unjust.
Fortunately, he noticed in time.
“Senior, it’s me, Mu En.”
A faint glow illuminated Mu En’s palm, brightening the surroundings so the figure could clearly see his face.
Mu En let out a long breath:
“Senior, please stop for a moment, we—”
Before he could finish his sentence.
Mu En’s pupils suddenly constricted.
Because in his ear, the urgent chanting echoed once more!
But unlike the explosive magic from before, this chant was more melodious, like a symphony in a different key!
The air began to flow, and then it formed into wind, a fierce wind! Then… a hurricane!
The massive airflow surged into the small classroom, transforming into a howling hurricane, instantly extinguishing the burning debris. In the moment that Mu En was still in shock, the hurricane suddenly contracted again, as if an invisible giant hammer smashed against Mu En’s chest.
Mu En was abruptly pressed against the wall, the gathered wind seemed to turn into an all-consuming deep sea, a terrifying pressure enveloping his entire body, rendering him unable to move.
He could only struggle to open his eyes and look towards that figure.
“Senior… why?”
The figure slowly approached.
In the howling wind, the large hood of the figure was blown back, finally revealing her true face.
That charming face was still so captivating, so beautiful.
But there was no longer any allure, no longer any tenderness, only an ice-stone-like indifference remained.
And those once mesmerizing eyes had now transformed into cold… serpent eyes!
Anna gradually walked closer to Mu En, extending her hand and pressing it against Mu En’s chest.
At that moment, Mu En heard the slightly heavy breathing, and the hint of desire reflected in Anna’s cold serpent eyes.
Not lust, but… hunger.
Like a thirsty traveler seeing a grand feast… hunger.
“You…”
Anna stared intently at Mu En, finally speaking, her voice somewhat hoarse.
“Your heart… seems to be… very delicious…”
Mu En’s breath suddenly caught in his throat.
His heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand, aching painfully.
Suddenly, a memory of the demoness’s words flashed through his mind.
【Perhaps, showing you what she looks like now would be better.】
“So, it is like this?”
Mu En’s fists couldn’t help but clench tightly; he finally understood why the demoness had made the senior leave on her own.
Because all along, the senior had never escaped her control.
Had the snake disease evolved to this stage?
But there was no time for heartache; Mu En saw Anna grasp the long whip again, the sharp tip of the whip writhing through the air like a serpent, piercing towards him.
A chill surged.
Mu En was pressed down by the wind, unable to move, with nowhere to hide.
In such moments, the only path to survival was…
Mu En twisted his wrist, his palm pressed against the wall, and then… thunder!
The shockwave surged, instantly cracking the wall with several fissures.
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At that moment, it was as if a water-filled quilt had developed cracks, the wind pressure filling the entire classroom suddenly expanding.
The wall could not withstand the violent wind pressure, shattering in an instant. Without the constraint of the wall, the air currents, continuously compressed under the control of magic, finally found their point of release.
A hurricane burst forth from the broken wall, sweeping countless fragments and Mu En directly up into the sky, nearly a hundred meters high.
During the fall, Mu En saw Senior Anna standing at the gap in the classroom.
Amidst the debris, the stubborn sparks of light that refused to extinguish allowed Mu En to catch a glimpse of her broad black robe, which could not conceal the towering curve of her chest, glimmering with a familiar sheen.
That was…
There was no time to confirm; Anna swung the long whip in her hand once more.
The whip, entwined with the still lingering wind pressure, shot towards Mu En, who was falling, unavoidable.
In a panic, Mu En drew Elizabeth, the pure white dagger crossing defensively in front of his chest.
Clang—
Metal clashed, sparks flying.
A tremendous force struck, numbing Mu En’s hands.
But suspended in mid-air, Mu En had no point of leverage, and as the even more terrifying wind pressure descended, he was suddenly like a fly swatted by a hand, turning into a fleeting shadow in the air, hurtling backward.
He landed in the academy’s open space, but that dreadful force had not fully dissipated, pushing him along the ground, carving out a half-meter deep groove until he broke through the railing at the edge of the academy, finally coming to a stop on the deserted street.
Anna stood at the gap in the classroom, her cold gaze hanging down.
Dust filled the air, nearly shrouding half the street, obscuring Mu En’s figure.
His current state was unclear.
In the residential building across the street, it seemed someone had been awakened by the commotion, a light flickering on.
Anna paused.
“Too far.”
She said,
“What a pity.”
And then turned back.
But as her foot touched the ground, she barely had time to hear the sound of her own footsteps.
At that moment, a howling wind arose.
But her magic had already ended; where did the wind come from?
Anna suddenly turned around, in the deep night, a man whose clothes were tattered and covered in dirt looked somewhat disheveled, leaping up like a leopard.
In his hand was a pure white double-edged sword, and as the blade flipped, the sharp light of the sword slashed down!
Anna instinctively picked up the whip in her hand to defend herself.
But under the imposing presence of the man before her, under the formidable weapon in his hand, the whip in Anna’s grasp seemed so weak and unable to withstand a single blow.
However, the expected break did not come.
Because what Mu En struck down was the back of the blade.
In Anna’s astonished gaze, Mu En shouted, “Elizabeth!”
Then he directly let go of his hands.
Buzz—
Elizabeth trembled, as if coming to life, the blade spinning on its own, snatching the whip from Anna’s hand, then swiftly rolling away far.
Just as the tip of the whip was about to lift, it was suddenly slapped down by Elizabeth, knocking it out cold and dragging it into the pitch-black corner.
With no obstacles in the way, Mu En smoothly pounced forward, tightly grasping Anna’s wrist, pinning her… beneath him.
Lowering his head, he gazed at the familiar yet much colder girl, and Mu En finally managed to smile, saying the words he had long wanted to say:
“Senior, long time no see, I finally caught you… eh eh eh?”
Before he could finish, Mu En suddenly felt an overwhelming force coming from his hand.
Before he could react, he felt the world spin.
The momentum of attack and defense instantly reversed.
Mu En was pinned beneath.
And Senior Anna was on top.
Mu En’s cheeks twitched, somewhat incredulous.
What’s going on? Didn’t I strengthen my physical body? Why am I still being pinned down by a woman? This is not scientific!
But there was no time to discuss whether it was scientific or not.
Anna lowered her gaze, her cold serpent-like eyes staring at Mu En,
“I want… to eat your heart.”
Her voice was soft, yet it revealed a chilling ruthlessness.
As if beneath her was not her junior, but a long-desired delicacy.
A shiver ran down his spine.
However, looking at the girl above him, cold and monstrous, Mu En smiled, smiling so warmly and brilliantly.
“Alright.”
He said,
“If it’s the senior sister, then it’s okay.”