Oliver subconsciously touched his pocket and almost dropped Meiji in his arms. He quickly took them back into his arms, and the way finger slammed into something hard.
It was the bad-tempered noble warrior in their group.
Leonard was standing in front of him, his face wrinkled, as if he had seen something terrible. A layer of cold sweat broke out on Oliver's forehead. Fortunately, he didn't use much effort when he fished Meiji.
"Sorry." His apology was sincere.
It seemed that the technology of the school hospital was good, and Leonard didn't look any weak or tired. He just stood coldly with a piece of parchment in his hand.
"You're blocking the way." Leonard rolled his eyes and opened his mouth rudely.
Oliver hugged the Meijis tightly, confirmed his position in shock, and then had a terrible guess. "...you want to push the tumbleweed?"
So surprised, he even forgot to get out of the way.
"It has nothing to do with you. Get out of the way, deserter." He seemed to regard this as a provocation. Leonard raised his voice angrily, and was about to reach out to push Oliver.
Noticing the small conflict here, Elmer quickly placed the dinner plate in the designated position and strode over.
"What's the matter?" he asked deliberately loudly. Leonard glanced at Elmer, his expression softened quickly, and he seemed to have a good impression of the brave logistics.
"I'm going to bet, this guy won't go away." Leonard pointed at Oliver casually, "Is this your roommate? What's wrong with him?"
"Misunderstanding." Oliver's words were extremely fast, and he quickly moved a few steps to make room for Leonard. "I have no ill will, well, I have plans to push the tumbleweed too."
Elmer looked at Oliver silently, with "You just didn't even know what this was" written all over his face. But he thoughtfully did not pierce the other side.
"Oh." Leonard threw the parchment into the copper box and sneered. "Then you must have studied them quite a bit. What is their second mission?"
"Looking for Merotti Delaney, the Blue Bird incident in Sen Town." Oliver replied without hesitation.
The other two showed varying degrees of surprise on their faces, but Leonard concealed it better. The noble warrior hoped to expose the lie of the other party and make the other party make a small appearance, but the country boy didn't seem to know as much as he appeared.
"How long does it take for the roulette wheel here to come out?" Oliver struck while the iron was hot.
"After the next mission result is officially registered, you can bet on anything during the period. Not just missions, major events, or team reorganizations... Do you really want to bet, Oliver? This is not a fuss. Play, once the bet is wrong, the money will never be returned."
"Yeah." Oliver rubbed Meiji in his arms. He glanced at Elmer and had an idea in his heart. "I know, just looking around today - I just happen to know a little bit about that team."
Elmer looked relieved.
"I thought you were really going to make a bet with him." After returning to the dormitory in the evening, Elmer seemed to have lingering fears. "Leonard... Sigh, he's not bad, he's just a little grumpy, don't take it to heart."
"I know." Oliver put Meiji on the bed with a calm tone. "And I don't have any money either."
"..." Elmer decided to keep silent on the answer.
There was a weak knock on the door, the two looked at each other, Oliver got up first and opened the door.
Nemo moved in pale. He nodded in Elmer's direction, then hugged Oliver, even buried his nose into Oliver's shoulder and neck, and took a deep breath.
Oliver was a little confused, but he reached out and patted Nemo on the back.
"I'm going out for a walk." Seeing that Nemo's state was a little off, Elmer was the first to say.
"What's wrong?" Oliver gave his roommate a grateful look, and then stroked his lover's back soothingly.
"I have a good news and a dozen bad news, which one do you listen to first?" After another deep breath from Oliver's neck, Nemo finally raised his head.
"Good news." Oliver didn't hesitate for a moment.
"The good news is that my truancy meant a lot, and I did find a lot of—"
Oliver looked at Nemo encouragingly.
"—a lot of bad news." Nemo's expression was a little tragic. "Can I tell bad news now?"
"… "
after an hour.
"Your courage has grown." Jesse Dylan sighed, still holding a piece of jerky in his mouth. "How dare you use a video to contact me inside Clement College. Let me see the background... Where is this closet? Ouch, this pose, not bad."
"And you're in the Great Labyrinth of Isamel." Nemo ignored Jesse's nonsense, he moved his legs with difficulty, and Oliver, who was squeezed beside him, took a deep breath. "The communication crystal can't connect multiple lines, we can only do this."
"Yeah, I can't hide myself." An's voice came from the communication crystal. "In case they are found out, these two boys can still find a place to make out, so what's the matter with me alone."
"Okay, okay." Jesse nibbled at the jerky. "What, this is a team meeting? Ed, Ed—come here."
They had a limited budget and only bought the cheapest image crystals. The small crystal ball was not as big as an egg, and the knight commander looked reluctant, but still leaned over. But as soon as Adrian's face appeared in Nemo's field of vision, Jesse tilted his head and kissed the other's cheek very naturally.
The former trial knight commander looked numb, he stretched out and wiped the saliva from his face calmly. "problem occurs?"
Oliver almost forgot that he was in the glove box. He shivered so much that the entire glove box shook uncomfortably, and a lot of dust fell.
"Ah... oh." Nemo's expression was very complicated, and he coughed twice. "Oli, come here."
"All in all, Della Lenien is inside the academy, and he's already suspected of having tumbleweed." Oliver managed to regain his relatively calm expression. "Now for various reasons, he's going to take Nemo as his assistant. Nemo has already modified his memory, and the risk of a second exposure is high. We're going to use the maze reset this weekend to pretend to be trapped, Hiding in the labyrinth for a while, where are you currently in the labyrinth?"
"Heart." Jessie scratched her face, "It's going to be late."
"..." Ollie didn't know what to say. If he hadn't known that it was impossible, he would have suspected that the two of them had landed directly from the top of the labyrinth. The head of the tumbleweed looked at his lover with a subtle expression, and found that there was no surprise on Nemo's face.
"But this doesn't prevent you from coming in." Jesse continued, "The heart of the labyrinth has a one-way teleportation array that can be directly teleported back to Clement's Cathedral, which is very convenient for escape. The strength of the creatures near the heart is still worth looking at - trust them. Fortunately, the surveillance here is much less intensive, and it is also very suitable for recreational camping.”
The blond young man stopped talking for a moment, and his smile grew meaningful. "With the strength of the two, it will certainly not be a problem to come to the heart. Do I need to make a room for the two of them alone? As for our dear Miss Savage—"
"I have my own way, you can act." An's suspicious voice came from the communication crystal, "What happened to the sound just now? What did that bastard Dylan do?"
"This bastard Dylan is listening." Jesse's voice immediately became aggrieved, "You hurt people."
"It's settled anyway." Oliver took a hard breath, almost coughing from the dust. "We will contact you after we enter the maze at the weekend. It is better to act together now."
"Alas, the two-person world between me and Ed—"
Oliver cut off the video connection with a blank expression. He pursed his lips and looked solemnly at Nemo.
"I think I'm ready, tell me, Nemo... What the hell is Jesse Dylan?" According to Ann, the Isamel Labyrinth is definitely one of the most treacherous places on the surface. In front of the Pope, he managed to escape without leakage, and even reached the heart of the labyrinth in less than half a day. Jesse Dylan has completely escaped the category of powerhouses in the normal sense. This gave Oliver a very bad guess. "Could it be that he was also created by you—"
"No no no." Nemo quickly denied, trying to maintain his dignity. "It's just... uh, are you sure you want to know now?"
"Sure."
Nemo exhaled, pressed his lips to the other's ear, and spit out a word.
Oliver's face instantly turned blue, and then quickly turned pale. He stopped breathing until he nearly suffocated himself long enough. Oliver finally turned his face to Nemo again—
"...Is it too late for me to resign as head of the regiment now?"
The atmosphere around the other head was not so relaxed.
Godwin Lopez flipped through the mountains of information, countless light screens were suspended in the room, and words and pictures slowly floated on them.
He had investigated Oliver Ramon before accepting the commission, and this time the commissioner was a professor at the Royal Military Academy of Clement. Clement College has always been very interested in the Black Seals, and regards them as excellent research subjects. It is not uncommon for Clement's professors to be attracted by a certain Black Seal team. What's more, the other party provided extremely favorable clues, and Godwin thought that the task would not be too difficult.
But Oliver Ramon suddenly changed from a dumb mudskipper to a smooth viper - his power suddenly became weird, the trail disappeared extremely beautifully, and he knew the horizon movement that he shouldn't have known for the first time.
Until now, Godwin has not been able to obtain any valid information. He immediately monitored all the small places where the tumbleweed might hide, and he also planted eyeliners in large cities, but unfortunately only gained a lot of plausible useless information. He can only provide that employer with a sufficiently detailed background check. He didn't even hide the fact that Oliver Ramon was most likely the son of Flint Lopez.
But that doesn't hide the fact that Horizon's investigation has been unsuccessful.
Did you underestimate this cousin
Godwin raised his head, moved his shoulders and neck, and his expression became more serious. While dealing with Caleb's witch incident, Ramon's deviant behavior doesn't make him officially vigilant. And now, he had to officially add that name to the list of Horizon's most vigilant enemies.
"Captain." The deputy head of Horizon, the soldier Victor pushed the door in. "Ms. Wright led the team to complete the task and plans to return soon."
"Give her a new one and hold her back," Godwin replied flatly. "Debbie is a good girl, and I don't want her to face that."
"Understood." Victor nodded. "There is another matter, His Royal Highness Aldric has invited you as a guest."
"No." Godwin pressed his temples, "help me refuse."
"But he is your name after all..."
"His Royal Highness Annabelle's daughter is only sixteen years old." Godwin's voice became cold, "Even if he made this marriage contract in advance, I will never see her until she is an adult. Just tell Aldric Arras. Tyre."
"I understand, Commander." Victor shrugged, "Do you have a message for Delia? No matter what, she is indeed your fiancee."
"Tell her to let her not worry about me, it's okay to fall in love with someone else, and it's okay to have a lover in public." Godwin closed his eyes. "I think we all know the true value of that engagement."
"And the question I mentioned last time." The tall warrior reminded in a voice that didn't match his body, "His Royal Highness Delia wants to go to Clement College to study. Although Her Royal Highness Eldric is her uncle, but As a rule, she still needs your permission."
"No." Godwin rubbed his forehead harder. "At least not now. If I'm not mistaken, there's going to be a lot of trouble there lately... Wait."
Godwin frowned, and he drew two from the pile of parchment scrolls, frowning tighter.
Clement College, he had never considered this place before. Strict admission control and high tuition fees can help him subconsciously reject this possibility. But if it comes from the amount of money, it is indeed doubtful...
The killer who just escaped from the withered castle, the famous "Grey Fox of Sancho" in the underground world, was killed just like that, and the huge bounty was anonymously taken away. There was no apparent flow of funds to Tumbleweed's team account, which he had previously dismissed as irrelevant intelligence. But if the money didn't go into the public account of the Black Badge team at all, it doesn't seem to make sense.
From this point of view. Is the grey fox really dead? Only blood clothes and weapons were turned over, no stumps or heads. This is indeed in line with the regulations. As long as the gray fox no longer appears, the "death fact" is established.
Yes, it is also a way to enter from the underground world with the wind of action that can reach the horizon. Grey Fox may have made some sort of deal with Tumbleweed, providing them with money and intelligence. While it's not clear what the tumbleweed could offer the grey fox in return, it's a logical possibility.
Assuming that the tumbleweed has this huge amount of money, if the leader of the tumbleweed is replaced by himself, how will he hide
"Add a request for me." Godwin clenched the parchment. "I need permission from the Alastair family - permission to enter the Royal Clementine Military Academy to investigate."