For the profession of thief, there are several branches. The rogue chosen by Lun Hui is one of them, and the thief, rogue, and even assassin are all included in the classification of thieves.

In this discipline, pure assassins and so-called assassins have fundamentally different essences. Assassins who specialize in assassinations can be anyone who has the ability to kill, as long as they can take on assassination tasks. However, assassins, rogues, and even rogues are purer killing professions.

Lun Hui believes that the word "thief" is not so much a categorization of a profession, but rather an insulting term. From another perspective, among the various branches under the classification of thieves, apart from the true thief, the essence of the other branches is summed up in just two words, killing.

So, when Lun Hui first obtained the book introducing the thief profession, the first page he flipped to had a large word - "Kill a person in ten steps, leave no traces for a thousand miles."

"One of the principles of thieves is achieving their goals by any means necessary. Compared to mages, who can engage in large-scale battles with knights and warriors, thieves prefer short bursts of highly efficient point-to-point attacks. If the first strike fails, the thief's effectiveness will greatly diminish, so the timing and accuracy of the strike are both extremely important for a thief." Lun Hui paced back and forth in the principal's office, explaining his thief philosophy.

Unlike Callay, the mage, the man in front of him, Dalton, over forty years old, was one of the strongest mages in the Kingdom of Willow, known as a great mage who can use three forbidden spells.

"At the same time, thieves are also a highly mobile and independent profession in..."

"Who is your teacher?" Dalton impatiently interrupted.

Lun Hui was taken aback. He didn't expect Dalton, who appeared refined and cultivated, to interrupt others.

"Before I attended the School of Magic and Martial Arts, my father taught me martial arts, and after attending the School of Philosophy, I only had one mentor and did not take any other elective courses." Lun Hui hesitated for a moment. "My mentor is called Longyou."

"Indeed, you are that woman's disciple. I could tell from your tone." Dalton seemed not very fond of the woman named Longyou and said somewhat displeased, "Lun Hui, please follow the content of the textbooks closely during class. I don't think the theories you just mentioned are suitable for today's classroom."

"That was not my plan either, as those who choose to take my courses are female mages who hope to acquire lightweight close combat skills." Lun Hui nodded.

After hearing this, Dalton smiled slightly and continued, "If you are Longyou's disciple, she should have given you a calligraphy work as well, right? At the time of graduation? She learned from Master Hua, so there should be some peculiar rules."

"How do you know, Principal?" Lun Hui curiously asked. In fact, Longyou's calligraphy for him was very casual, just written on an A4 draft paper as encouragement.

"That's not for you to worry about. I'm just interested in which ten words she wrote for you?" Dalton waived his hand.

"Professor Long's words are: Forge a sword for ten years, and test its sharpness in one go." Lun Hui answered honestly.

After listening, Dalton looked at Lun Hui with deep eyes.

"It's a pity that you have such a casual personality, otherwise you wouldn't have become a mediocre person like you are now."

"Professor Long said the same to me." Lun Hui smiled and responded.

Dalton was over forty and didn't look young. His temples were slightly gray, and he was tall and muscular, not thin or overweight like most other mages. He had silver eyes and every move and word gave off an extremely steady feeling. His speaking voice was soft and yet carried a certain strength, giving off a faint aura.

Lun Hui had only experienced this feeling with Hedda before, perhaps this is the unique ability of a master.

However, Dalton lightly tapped the table, and Secretary Fenther smiled and led Lun Hui out of the principal's office.The feeling of being with these strong people always feels so unnatural. After cautiously leaving the principal's office, Lun Hui took a deep breath.

"Professor Lun looks very young. Did you just graduate recently?" Fenser asked curiously.

As they walked side by side in the corridor, it felt inappropriate not to speak.

"I'm not some talented person. I've been unemployed for three years and recently managed to barely pass the special certification exam, so I came here to try my luck," 7Ran said straightforwardly.

"You're too modest, Professor Lun. It's not unusual for someone as young as twenty-four to become a teacher at Bramble University. There have been many younger examples before. But undoubtedly, the age structure of the faculty at Bramble University is slightly on the higher side. Professor Lun might bring some energy and vitality to us," Fenser said with a soft smile. Although she also knew that Lun Hui was lucky to become a teacher at Bramble University by skillfully applying for the vacant thief profession, she wouldn't say it openly.

"That might disappoint a lot of people. I'm actually quite dull myself. Otherwise, why would I have been unemployed for three years?" Lun Hui shrugged.

So he's actually a homebody? Fenser slightly furrowed her brows. It wasn't that she doubted Lun Hui's capabilities, but she didn't have much sympathy for someone who stayed at home all day.

Soon, under Fenser's guidance, Lun Hui obtained a small badge with a thorn flower imprint.

"Is this something like a teacher's certificate?" Lun Hui asked curiously.

"Yes, this badge has the magic seal set by the principal. Besides being a symbol of identity, it also serves as a way to track teachers' attendance. Young lecturers like Professor Lun, to distinguish themselves from the students, please wear this badge regularly," Fenser explained.

Interestingly, the degree obtained from Bramble University was different from that of regular universities. Lun Hui was considered an exception because students who apply to Bramble University don't usually attend regular high school but go to a school called the Magic Academy Preparatory School instead. This school has only a year and a half of courses, and after evaluation, students can enter the corresponding Bramble University. Bramble University follows a five-plus-three special curriculum system. The first five years are compulsory courses, and the purpose of these courses is not only to obtain a degree but also to pass the relevant level certifications. The three years of additional courses are advanced courses, usually taken by students who are interested in further in-depth research in their unique fields. These students are generally researchers or theoretical scholars. After graduating in eight years, they can obtain an advanced degree.

"There are indeed many students with advanced degrees who are about the same age as me," Lun Hui suddenly realized.

"Professor Lun, it only took you three years to graduate from Du Zhe," Fenser said.

"Just a second-rate university. If I were at Bramble University, I would probably be repeating a year," Lun Hui said, stating the truth. He simply wasn't cut out for studying, except that Longyou had set up a special curriculum for him and that woman had a disdainful attitude towards the written test. Otherwise, he wouldn't have graduated in three years.

From the side, the performance of the students was greatly influenced by their career mentors.

Fenser smiled and agreed with Lun Hui's statement. It was the arrogance of Bramble University that caused this. To put it bluntly, they looked down on students from other magic universities.

"Professor Lun, are you planning to go back now? The opening ceremony is next Monday, and the teachers are required to report to the school one day in advance. Vice Principal Callay told me that your schedule hasn't been completely arranged yet. If there's anything urgent, I'll contact you through email. So please check your email regularly," Fenser said.

"I have email notifications on my phone, so no problem." Lun Hui smiled and took out an old phone and shook it. "Next, I'll invite a few friends out to celebrate my successful appointment as a teacher at Bramble University! Haha, it would be best if there are some girls who, upon hearing about my job, would throw themselves at me."

After listening, Fenser's evaluation of Lun Hui instantly dropped a few notches. She mentally stuck labels such as "homebody," "lack of ambition," and "lecherous" on him.

"Well, I hope Professor Lun has a good time. I have something to do, so I'll take my leave now." Fenser smiled and bid Lun Hui goodbye with some reluctance.Lun Hui is not a fool, so he naturally saw the situation and did not mind. He nodded and bid farewell.

It is understandable that the competition at an elite university is unquestionable, even among the teachers. In other words, this place can be considered a gathering of talented individuals. Not only does it have an exceptional team of teachers, but even among the students there are various talented individuals. Despite their young age, they may possess high levels of skill.

Fortunately, Lun Hui has an extremely strong mental resilience. Since he has come, he has accepted his position as a proud thief instructor. He doesn't have any thief apprentices to lead, only students who are taking elective courses. Although the salary might be lower, he can avoid getting involved in various power struggles.

At least, that's how Lun Hui feels at the moment.

As he pushed the light blue women's bicycle out from the corner of the campus again, Lun Hui hesitated. It felt a bit awkward for a grown man to ride a women's bicycle. Of course, it would be reasonable to drive to work from home, as the parking lot here is free for teachers. It seems like he'll have to go to the dealership these days to pick up his first car in life.

Just as he was thinking about these trivial matters and wanting to leave the school, a loud air raid siren sounded from his pocket.

Although the school hasn't fully started yet, there are still a few students scattered around, unable to resist looking over.

Lun Hui had thick skin, so he slowly took out the earphones that were blooming with vitality and pressed the call button. It turned out to be a number without a display name.

"Hello? Who is this jackass looking for the intelligent and beautiful me?" Lun Hui asked with arms crossed.

"I am Hedda." A calm and dignified voice came from the other end.

"..."

Lun Hui suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hello, Hedda. Was that just you? The signal was bad just now, so I didn't hear anything. I thought it was a scam call asking for money, so I hung up. Please forgive me." Lun Hui cautiously said.

"It's alright, it's just a joke from a young person. I'm not an old-fashioned person, I can accept it." Hedda laughed a few times, "Lun Hui, you don't need to call me Hedda, it sounds too unfamiliar. Just call me Uncle directly."

But Lun Hui's face turned cold, feeling at a loss precisely because of the other party's enthusiastic attitude. Since the deaths of Lun Li and Night a few years ago, although Hedda has been helping in various ways, the two families have never met, and it is even rarer to have a phone call.

"In that case, I'll just call you Uncle without ceremony. Uncle, what can I do for you?" Lun Hui rubbed his hands together, with a somewhat fake smile on his face.

However, Hedda, being who he is, naturally heard the sense of estrangement in Lun Hui's voice, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Do you feel that Uncle hasn't contacted you for so many years and suddenly called, which caught you off guard?" Hedda actually said it directly.

"..." Lun Hui's heart sank, feeling somewhat speechless. It can't be described as catching him off guard, but he really doesn't quite understand the reason for the phone call. In fact, although Lun Hui doesn't hold a favorable opinion of the Nolan family, he still maintains a friendly attitude. It's a fact that Lun Li and Hedda were close friends in life. "Of course not. I'm very happy to receive a call from Uncle. Please go ahead and tell me if there's anything you need."

"What could a young person like you have to be instructed by me?" Hedda said casually, "I just feel like I haven't seen you in a long time and want to invite you to have a meal. How about it?"

Although it was a question, it carried an irresistible aura that could be felt even through the phone.

"Since Uncle has spoken, how can I refuse? Uncle, just give me a time and no matter the difficulties, I will bravely attend the meeting." Lun Hui jokingly said."Okay." Hedda felt happy for Lun Hui's enthusiasm. "Why wait when we can do it tonight? I'll have my aunt prepare a sumptuous meal for you. Our driver will pick you up later."

"Thank you for the trouble, Uncle." Lun Hui agreed.

After exchanging a few meaningless pleasantries, Lun Hui sighed and put his phone back into his pocket.

"What a hassle."

Lun Hui uttered three words with a hint of disappointment, then rode his bicycle out of the school.