After getting out of the closet, Nemo didn't go back to the dormitory immediately - he helped Oliver pat the dirt on his body, and tidied up his dark student robe a little by the way. Nemo decided to carry out today's disciplinary behavior to the end.
It was getting late, and the student dormitories were completely closed. The castle where the dormitory is located is very spacious, and also has its own small library, lounge, and even a full range of shops that can buy almost everything. From this point of view, there is no need for the students to go out at night.
With the closure of the dormitory, various vigilance spells began to operate. If any kid with a bad mind decides to leave the dormitory at night, it will be discovered immediately.
However, there is indeed one person who is not in the right mind. Nemo tied the loose corners of his robe and climbed to the top of the castle.
The arrangement of the vigilance spell is reasonable, the closer to the ground, the tighter it is, and the sparser it is at high places. As long as a spell to monitor whether magic is activated is enough - after all, if you don't use any magic props, if a human wants to jump from this height, it will be paralyzed or killed.
Nemo didn't think he'd have any trouble breaking his neck. But the fear of heights when he was a human is still etched in his bones. After climbing to the top of the castle with the most relaxed vigilance spell, Nemo stretched his head and looked down—it would be better if he didn't, but now his courage was lost for the most part. Mr. Demon King's legs were as soft as overcooked noodles, and he almost sat on the slippery rock brick surface.
As Alban's premier institution of higher learning, even the castle for accommodation is very grand. The white marble statue on the lawn now looks less than half the size of a grain of rice, and even if summer has just ended, the temperature at this altitude is a little unusually low.
Damn, Nemo exhaled. Even if he knew that he would be fine, he still couldn't jump down without changing his face.
Bagelmore silently looked at Nemo, and wisely remained silent.
After leaning against the brick wall for a long time, Nemo rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, intending to do it again. Clemen College has it too, he took two breaths of Yefeng’s air conditioner, thinking bitterly—they will try their best to prevent students from escaping at night, but they don’t see any intention of interfering with the students’ suicide by jumping into the castle.
So Nemo had to endure the instinctive tingling on his scalp, and timidly stretched out a leg from the edge of the castle, staring hard at the dark, empty bushes below. He could figure out where he was going to fall, but it didn't make him feel much better.
It might be that Bagelmore's gaze was too hot, and Nemo didn't dare to do such a shameful act. After calming down for a while, he closed his eyes fiercely and plunged towards the outside of the castle. Desperately resisting the urge to yell, Nemo felt like he fell straight down like a sack full of potatoes—
Then it fell humbly into the trees on the ground, making a puff.
His body was really solid. Nemo slumped into a pile of bushes, thinking seriously. Compared to the quick recovery after the previous injury, he didn't notice any damage in himself this time - if not to mention the part related to self-esteem.
After the most difficult level, stealing information is much easier. Della Layne has to play the perfect professor, drinking tea in the professor's dorm. And no matter how many precautions the demon put in place, it would not be able to hide the slightest in front of the origin of the abyss magic. On the other hand, Della Lenien's office is no more than gold, and the physical defense is about zero.
What's more, Nemo doesn't need to "steal" the data in the true sense. He leaned over to the bookshelf, decisively picked out the thickest book from the column labeled "Trent blight," and quickly flipped through it.
With the Baglmore lookout, everything was going well. Having successfully packed all the materials and offerings into his head, Nemo shivered and climbed back to the top of the castle, and crept to his dormitory—
"What did you do?"
Even though it was close to midnight, his roommate Hayden Wilhelm was not as soundly asleep as Nemo had imagined. The thin young man's eyes were blue and black, and there was a trace of disapproval on his face.
Hayden was sitting on the soft sofa near the door, still covered with a blanket, looking like he was waiting for him. Nemo opened his mouth, and his mind went blank for a while. If he really took a full day of class seriously, he can also excuse himself and some unknown classmate discussing the problem too late. By now…
"Date Ollie." Nemo said guiltily.
Bagelmore was close to the ground, and while Hayden's attention was on Nemo, he trotted under the bed.
"You haven't been to class all day." Hayden sighed, scratching his hair a little irritably. "I called you sick, but the professor's impression of you is going to get worse. Nemo, your last training session was pretty good, if not the last..."
The thin young man bit his lip: "If it wasn't for Oliver Byrne at the end, you would definitely get a high score."
"Yeah," Nemo responded, biting his head. "I didn't think much of it at the time, you know, that thing looked like it wanted to eat him—"
"I know." Seeing Nemo coming back, Hayden's tense nerves seemed to relax. He blinked hard, looking sleepy. "I know... but Nemo, I've only known you for a few days, so it might not be good from an outsider's point of view."
"I think it's understandable to run away in that situation, but he left you behind." Hayden sounded serious despite his dazed look. "Yes, I really don't know what happened to you during the day. But Byrne is taking you against the school rules at this time, it's really... I'm sorry. I, I know it's a bit awkward, but you're a good person, Nemo. Maybe you can pay more attention to these details later."
"Thank you." Seeing that the other party was concerned about this, Nemo was a little surprised. He hooked the corner of his mouth and patted Hayden on the shoulder. "Thank you for your concern, Hayden. There are a lot of things I can't explain to you, but trust me, I know it." His voice was firm.
… my Ollie, never really leave mine.
But he didn't say it out.
The next few days were quite uneventful.
Nemo has been anxiously waiting for the order from the principal's office, intending to be "sick in bed" immediately if something goes wrong. To avoid attracting unwanted attention, Oliver and Nemo don't even dare to meet outside of event hours. Even lunch was staggered to prevent the beautiful "female professor" from bumping into one of them in the dining room.
But low-key is low-key, Oliver will sneak up in the middle of the night to teach Elmer swordsmanship, and Nemo can hear it clearly. Nemo himself still tried his best to serve as Hayden's escort, but since the group's first action ended, the noble warrior Leonard never came to find fault.
The grumpy little aristocrat just came to the nursing profession with roses perseveringly every day, and then felt the feeling of being thrown by Marilyn.
Soon it will be the weekend.
"I want to eat steak again." Oliver sighed extremely reluctantly, sorting out his logistical backpack. The uniformly styled marching packs are cast with a simple space spell, allowing them to pack as many other items as they like. It's just that the backpack material is too fragile to withstand such a spell - despite the space savings, the spell doesn't make these things any lighter.
Oliver himself didn't really mind that.
After putting the necessary logistical props into his backpack, he began to stuff the modified silent knight armor inside. The skeleton helmet and ukulele were carefully hung on the outside of the huge backpack, and Elmer firmly believed that it was some kind of exotic decoration.
"I want to eat chestnut cake." Nemo leaned aside, his face also full of gloom. In the afternoon, they are about to meet the fixed group exercises every weekend, that is to say, the two of them will soon leave this peaceful campus life.
Although they did act before the school's assistant appointment notice, both of them were a little gloomy.
"I brought a pot and seasonings this time." Oliver tried to cheer up his lover, "At least it will be a little better than before. I explored it last time, and there are plenty of ingredients in the maze."
As it turns out, Oliver Ramon has no gift for prediction.
When they stepped into Isamel's labyrinth again, Nemo looked stiffly at Oliver, who gave a twitchy wry smile—
In front of them was a blanket of snow.
"Snowy mountainous area." The familiar announcement sounded again, "The environment is relatively harsh, and the two groups are authorized to act together to simulate a real marching unit."
"This time the labyrinth is being adjusted, please obey the command. Please think of the professors' orders as military orders, and think of the labyrinth in front of you as a real battlefield. Please be careful - if someone acts without authorization this time, they may be involved. Go deep into the labyrinth. If you are in danger because of this, the school will not take any responsibility."
"This is a military academy, don't think that you can fail arbitrarily on campus, and you don't have to pay for your actions. Of course, if such an unfortunate situation really occurs, the school will do its best to search and rescue. Even if it is necessary to remove your bones from monster feces If you take it out, it will also confirm your whereabouts."
"Please, everyone. There is still only one task requirement. Get the blue moss on the backs of ten glacial mammoths before midnight. Don't hurt the mammoths. The maze is about to close, I wish you all a smooth operation."
They have attracted enough attention in the last action. Originally, under the premise of being unable to use magic, it was difficult to escape the suspicion of the entire group. The difficulty has doubled directly at this moment, no, maybe more than doubled—
Marilyn Lawler's pretty face turned hideous, and she rolled her eyes in Leonard's direction. Her group drew the most unlucky lot and had to act with the unlucky group that had deserted.
There is one more person with familiar faces, which is not a good sign.
Nemo sighed softly, knelt down halfway, and twisted the snow on the ground, the snowflakes quickly melted between his fingers. No matter how you look at it, this is a rugged snow-capped terrain without any man-made traces. The outside world separated by a wall is at the end of summer and early autumn at this moment. Even if this is a magical creation, Nemo does not think that any normal magic circle can withstand this consumption.
He was pretty sure that this labyrinth didn't run on abyssal magic, maybe he should take the time to ask Dylan.
After confirming the environment, Nemo stood up and patted the snow on his knees. Immediately, he turned his worried eyes to Oliver—
Oliver sighed in confusion and looked at his fingers. Then he raised his head slightly, his eyes just meeting Nemo's.
"Don't worry, I'm not cold this time." Oliver responded in a low voice after reading the worry in the other party's eyes. "Although I don't know why."
Glacier mammoths live near glaciers, and as far as they can see are steep mountain walls. The time was set for midnight, and it was clearly a protracted battle. Combatants gathered to quickly familiarize themselves with each other, and the commanders of the two groups were still debating who would lead.
The logisticians also got together and chatted. Divided into two piles far away, except for Oliver and Nemo, who were almost ignored, only four people were left—
Hayden and Elmer didn't get together. They looked worriedly at their roommate. And Marilyn had a sullen face, standing alone at the edge of the crowd, facing the desolate snow-capped mountains, not knowing what she was thinking.
Leonard, as always, tried to keep up, but he didn't know if the concentration of civilians was too high here. He wandered around the edge of the group of fighters, craned his neck from time to time, and looked this way.
"I feel a little sorry for Hayden." Nemo leaned closer to Oliver's ear, and the white breath he exhaled was particularly evident in the cold air. "Well, we've got to run fast."
"Elmer is also a good person." Oliver clenched the image crystal in his pocket, "It's a pity we can't say goodbye properly."
A dull bang. The door of the labyrinth closed near them. The lonely huge stone gate stands above the snow, looking like the ruins of a stone wall from a distance.