The written test was more complicated than Nemo thought.
Before the written test is the identity verification. As it turns out, Jesse Dillon did have some use—their letters of introduction had to be checked over a dozen times by various means, and the examiner even contacted the bishop who signed it. Before getting the answer of "pass", the two of them almost had to start planning to escape with a guilty conscience.
The next day, they actually qualify for the written test. Participants are not allowed to bring anything, even ink and quills are prepared by Clement College themselves.
Nemo stared at the pseudonym "Nemo Murks White" above the seat, a little nervous for the first time.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't forget anything, it would take a lot of time just to remember the unfortunate name. It was entirely Ann's idea-
"No one can remember such a long name, and it wouldn't be suspicious if Oliver called you 'Nimo'." The female warrior patted him on the shoulder and suggested sincerely. "As for Oliver... The name 'Oliver' shouldn't matter, after all, in a place like Alban, there is at least one Oliver in ten men, and if you are lucky, you can have two. If you are a surname, you have to choose one that both of you can respond to. ...Well, since the captain likes bones so much." She glanced at the skeleton helmet and the sword of rest.
Oliver sadly became "Oliver Byrne".
Right now Oliver was sitting not far from him, pursing the end of the quill with his lips, his expression a little empty. Nemo was actually a little relieved—even though their current situation wasn't easy, the plan to infiltrate Clement Academy brought Oliver back to his former self.
The young people who came to take the written test took their seats in the lobby, and Nemo glanced roughly around. The people around him were dressed in ordinary clothes, and half of the bright young people could not see it at the moment. It is estimated that this is an examination room provided to civilians.
For himself, mixing in this pure peace also had a little effect, and the feeling of being pressed by reality to the point of being unable to breathe was much lighter. Looking at those "peers" with pure breath and no scars, he occasionally forgets his true identity.
But when the exam papers are sent out, this ease is instantly shattered. Nemo only expected to send a few sheets of paper, and now a book was sitting in front of him.
… which bears no resemblance to the written test he knew.
Nemo was indeed properly educated, and even learned well. But Lubiao Town is just a small town. At the beginning, he only wanted to die in that border town. Like most ordinary townspeople in the town, after learning the basics, Nemo decisively gave up the idea of continuing to learn. To be honest, according to the poverty level of the Wright Orphanage at the time, even if there was a reduction or exemption, it was very difficult for them to carry out the most basic studies. Old Patrick fought his life to pay for so many—
Nemo, who has never been taken away by the mercenary group, takes on the important task of saving money. As the eldest, every day he came back from school, he had to re-teach the class by pressing the heads of those little devils who couldn't wipe their snot clean. They have saved a lot of money by this method, at least the children at the Wright Orphanage are literate.
But many people give up from the beginning.
Geniuses are in the minority. Most families know that their children can’t go very far, so it’s better to save this expense and add more meat to the dining table—although the lords everywhere will subsidize a little education fund, as long as it is not too poor, The schools in town can provide the simplest education. But if you want to continue, not only are there limited educational institutions, but the required tuition fees will also rise sharply.
Once the basic education stage is over, only businessmen with small savings and larger families can afford their children to continue to study. Those with more money will send their heirs to private schools for education at the beginning. As for an institution of higher learning at the level of the Royal Military Academy of Clement, there are only two ways to get in.
Either pay the tuition yourself. Generally speaking, only nobles and wealthy businessmen can afford this kind of money. Ordinary townspeople's families usually don't save enough for one year's tuition for formal majors in their lifetime.
or receive funding. Many lords or bishops will discover gifted children around their area, and bring them into their command after funding. Even if the ability to fight or magic is low, if your mind is clear enough, you can try to apply for a special grant from Clementine College. Although it is said that only those with auxiliary majors have college subsidies, once you enter Clement College, you will have the opportunity to meet those of your peers from upstream society—
The best result is to get into a relationship with a certain family or giant, get financial support, and become a vassal of its descendants. If you are lucky enough, maybe you can get a good reward, or get a decent enough official position in a bustling city.
This is the limit that civilians can reach, and the person who can reach the end can be said to be one in a million.
At the beginning, he didn't seem to have any mana, and he carried the life and future of many little devils on his shoulders. Nemo never thought of using any means to make money to continue his studies and gamble on luck.
And now, as the source of abyss magic, the Demon King at the bottom of the abyss, this idea is no longer patronizing his head.
Nemo opened the test book with a bitter face, and was relieved to find that there was a table of contents on it. The title page of the book has a lot of instructions - generally speaking, the time is limited to one afternoon, early submission of papers is allowed, and he can answer everything he wants.
The combatant section probably includes combat magic, analysis and application of combat techniques, command and tactics, and the like. Nemo simply glanced at the long list of directories, and decided to skip it and turned directly to the auxiliary staff section. He is not here to show his knowledge reserves, keep a low profile.
Glancing at the page numbers, he just skipped over half of the book.
The rest of the categories are slightly shorter - Practical Applications of Healing Magic, Battlefield Logistics Instructions, Nursing Basics, Theoretical Research on Surface and Abyss Magic, and Surface and Abyss Magic Pathology.
Nemo's movements paused for a moment. Immediately, he quickly turned to the "Basic Nursing" section by page number, and he wrote like a fly, answering all the questions within half an hour.
Then he hesitated for a while, and finally opened the part of the magical pathology of the abyss. He knew that he shouldn't do unnecessary things, but he still cares a lot about the words Dellalainen mentioned in Blight Castle-
It was this year that Oliver got his strength from himself, and he didn't look like he was being eroded by the curse at all. And according to the information I got in the Church of Silent, Trent's blight has disappeared for hundreds of years - its curse is extremely fierce. Once the patient is ill, 100% can't even walk, let alone jump like Oliver.
Even though Oliver was completely fine now, Nemo couldn't put this weird thing behind him.
He pondered for a moment, and finally dipped the tip of the pen in the ink bottle and began to answer the question.
"I'm done." After the sun set, they were finally released from the examination room. Oliver wiped his face and looked at Nemo several times before taking some wonderful comfort from the identity of the other party. "Hopefully passing... how are you?"
"It's okay," Nemo replied vaguely, patting the other person on the shoulder. "Only the aptitude test at night, don't get too frustrated... As long as we don't expose it, there will be no problems."
Vertically and horizontally, they must be at the bottom of the aptitude test.
No food is allowed before the aptitude test. However, compared to the slightly exaggerated written test, the aptitude test itself was a little less dangerous. Of course it could also be because they were only involved in the first half.
Nemo easily blocked all the power on his body and passed all the tests without any risk. There is something unusual about Oliver's side—
His lover seems to want to push his abilities down to a very low level to make himself appear more "ordinary". But the response given by the crystal cube is a clean zero.
Whether it's a wizard or a warrior, Clement Academy clearly defines the limits of magic that must be reached. Therefore, after confirming their physical health, they must leave with other people with low abilities, and can no longer participate in deeper combat ability tests.
"In terms of the results, there should be no problem." Ann has changed her clothes now. She no longer wears sturdy leather armor, and for the first time put on a loose ordinary cloth robe. The female warrior stood guard in the alley near Clement College and threw them two hot bread rolls directly.
Nemo that she poked in his mouth herself.
"But the magic power is too low to be conspicuous, right?" Oliver tore apart the roll worriedly, staring at the mustard sauce squeezed on top of the meat filling. "One is okay, Nemo and I are a bit..."
"No." Ann waved his hand, "Although Clement is rich, he won't give you such a sophisticated thing to play with. Those with too low magic power will all be reset to zero, don't worry too much - as long as Oliver If you didn't suddenly become stupid, you two must be fine. As for Nemo, if even a higher-level demon can't squeeze into Clemen Academy, then humans don't need to be nervous at all."
Oliver looked in Nemo's direction without saying a word.
"What about the mission? The next mission is less than a month away." Nemo hurriedly pushed this dangerous topic away.
"Clement will have an outing, we can take the time to complete one nearby. This can buy another month." An touched his chin, "But this method can't be used a second time, otherwise the horizon will definitely find the connection. . . We must not leak any clues."
At the same time, the old site of the Wither Castle.
The gatekeeper lost the department that conducted in vivo research and trained soldiers on death row. Although all the researchers survived, the gatekeepers were unable to rebuild the second wither castle in a short period of time - all data had been destroyed, and the researchers were mired in nightmares every night. Not to mention continuing various research projects, it is very difficult to solve the problems of the researchers themselves.
Death row prisoners are brought back to their own countries by their countries for retrial and sentencing. The weak prisoners did not have any intention of resisting, and many even smiled relieved.
Weird situation.
Horizon Head Godwin Lopez frowned. With a stern face, his fingers ran over the scorched earth, his face was a little pale.
"I know I shouldn't ask you to leave Clemen right now, Captain. But the situation...you'll have to see it for yourself."
A terrifyingly huge deep pit was embedded in the ground, and the original huge backer castle was not even left with ashes, leaving only a faint glow of fire at the bottom of the pit.
"Not the same." Godwin's tone was unwavering. "It's not the same as the first few times, I can feel it."
After receiving the task, the first thing he did was to thoroughly investigate the trajectory of the tumbleweed. The Black Chapter Test, Hiram's Prison, Vincent's Blue Bird, Caleb's Witch and the recent fall of the Silent Church and Wither Castle, the destruction of tumbleweed is rapidly escalating.
In fact, ever since they met in Caleb, he felt something was wrong with his titular cousin. His cousin seemed to have a subconscious estrangement from some of the rules of the world. The Church of Silent incident hit the Church of the Abyss, and with no one investigating the truth, Godwin could barely ignore it.
But he couldn't ignore the destruction of the Wither Castle.
Of course he knew that many of the rules were unreasonable, but for the world to operate as usual, the necessary sacrifices were bound to be made. All "kindness" should be based on the well-being of human beings, the rest are just stupid and useless excesses of emotion - Godwin's face is getting darker and darker as he sees the pit in front of him.
Horizon narrowly missed the clue. Oliver Ramon may have something to do with the events in Wither Castle, which the client told them specially. After all, as soon as the story of Withered Castle broke out, the old guard who was in charge of liaison in the isolated island court "died from illness" the next day. Horizon spent several days collecting countless confessions before really determining Oliver's whereabouts.
The surviving researchers were in very poor mental state, and there was even an occurrence of amnesia. The death row inmates were also unable to provide many valuable clues - the researchers and death row inmates present lost all memory of the attackers.
But one thing is very certain, they all have the fluctuations of abyss magic on their bodies.
And Oliver Ramon did dodge the army that rushed out immediately, and escaped beautifully from the catastrophe. Among the surviving prisoners, there are very few remaining prisoners, except those who are incapable of themselves and those who are too weak. Oliver's companion, that Nemo Wright, is precisely not involved with the devil.
The evidence wasn't strong enough, but Godwin had a faint hunch that it was all about his unusually powerful cousin. He didn't know what Oliver had done, all he knew was that his only remaining family members were probably heading in the wrong direction—
The remaining power does not belong to any known system, cold and chaotic. Godwin was pretty sure it wasn't a derivation of surface power, maybe on a physical level, the leader of the tumbleweed was still a human... but if it really was him.
Then Oliver Ramon can only be regarded as a monster in human skin, some kind of new "other creature".
Tumbleweeds are smart. Except for the two who were left at Clement's Cathedral, the other people didn't know where they got the wind, and they disappeared in an instant, and even left a lot of traces that confused them.
If it were someone else, Godwin would even feel excited at the moment - this is undoubtedly a close opponent, and he has not encountered a target that can be pursued in a hearty manner for too long.
But at this moment, there was only icy anger and a vaguely tingling disappointment in his heart.
That was the only family he had left. Even if he doesn't have a good opinion of Oliver Ramon himself, he at least hopes that the other party is alive and well.
He'd already killed "the only family left" once before, so it's not fun to have a repeat like this. With a sigh, Godwin quickly left the pit left by the Withered Castle.
But the memory still came back.
"That's it, my son." Emmanuel Lopez, his father, gave him a blood-soaked, cold hug. Those abnormal purple-black liquids spewed out from the wound, quickly dyeing the shining armor of the Judge Knight. "That's it-"
"If you find something wrong, take action immediately... You didn't hesitate, that's fine."
"Don't cry, it's useless to cry... You didn't cry, that's fine."
"No matter who the opponent is, as long as they threaten the peace and stability of the world, they will all be executed... Even me, very good."
"… so I can rest assured that you must be the one in the prophecy. You must be, you must be, you must be…”
Godwin stepped onto the teleportation array and forcibly shook off the voice in his mind with the loud sound of teleportation. When he opened his eyes again, Clement's loud voice filled his ears again.
The residents of Clementine will not forget this. On the contrary, he thought bitterly, it might be some kind of small talk in a tavern—
nine years ago. Emmanuel Lopez, the Knight Commander of Judgement, who was born in Alban and believed in the old school of Ruddism, died of a sudden illness. His son left Clement and founded the Horizon Mercenaries.
A bland news.
,Wonderful!
(m.. = )