"What are you going to do now?" the former knight commander asked calmly.
"What to do?" Clement's four students walked at the end of the horizon, in front of the tumbleweed. Leonard was happily showing off Oliver's signature on the armguard, while Jesse Dylan was looking at the group of young people with interest.
"You said that your original plan was to steal the gems from the remnant fire and make the Pope misunderstand that we were a group of thieves." Adrian raised his voice so that Oliver could also hear. "Now Mr. Ramon has destroyed the residual fire and the dragon's breath stone ball, which is the heart of the labyrinth, and you must send a message to the Pope."
Oliver touched his pocket embarrassedly, and he did bring out the gemstone inlaid on the Sword of Residual Fire—the gray stone wrapped in silver trim was lying in his pocket. He didn't have any shameful thoughts, he just thought it was his father's relic, and it was a pity to lose it.
What's more, Oliver didn't feel the existence of any power in it. If he hadn't made a mistake of judgment, it was just an ordinary piece of flint. The Sword of Residual Fire is much like Nemo's Staff. They do have power, but that power is completely inconsistent with rumors, and behind the mystery is something simple enough to make people laugh.
"Where's Nemo's staff?" Oliver suddenly discovered the problem and joined the questioner, but his gaze was a little off at Jesse.
"One by one, even I don't have two mouths." Jesse yawned, "The staff is still in Clement's Cathedral, and those suspicious guys can't figure out anything. . As for the Pope of Ladd... Well, of course I have to go on errands. And I won't go by myself, you have to come with me."
Nemo, who was listening to the little spider while playing with his ears, shuddered and almost crushed the little spider. And the grey parrot was leaning on Nemo's shoulder, and its two small eyes turned with the little spider's movements.
"We're all going?" Nemo said in horror. As the librarian of the small town library, he didn't know how to deal with those big men. As the Demon King at the bottom of the abyss, the mysterious creature who controls the lives of superior demons at will, he didn't want this embarrassing experience in his heart.
"Why, do you care now? Why can't you treat me like this? My hair is much thicker than that old bald guy!" Jesse hummed dissatisfiedly, hinting quite meaningfully.
Hearing this disrespectful title, the knight commander gave Jesse a cold look, and the latter turned his eyes away aggrieved.
"No, you know why. Olly just finished explaining it, didn't he? Alban is going to be in a mess, we shouldn't stay for long." Nemo rubbed the little spider that was almost stabbed, trying to calm it down.
"I don't think the Pope would be so enthusiastic about keeping us here for a few more days. Alban is going to be a mess, and he himself will definitely return to the Holy Land soon in order to keep himself upright. Your excuses are completely unconvincing. Seriously, you don't want to. Where's the staff? The bone ball on it was from the fake cat—if you ever go to Caleb again, the King of Knee Lizards will be very sad." Jesse spread her hands.
"I...I want to get the staff back, of course, but Godwin himself said he wouldn't cover Orly. As Mr. Cross mentioned, the Pope will soon learn what's going on in the labyrinth, and we There's no way to hide it. I'm very grateful that you met the Pope for me and helped me hide the road sign. But danger is danger, and Ollie's condition is still-"
"Pope Dawn Quinn, Pope Ladd, I've been reading this man recently. Trust me, this trip won't do us any real harm." Jesse accentuated the word "I".
Nemo was silent.
Oliver looked at Nemo, then at Jesse, and finally back at Nemo. After a few back and forth glances, his voice had a feeling of sleepiness and weakness: "Then we will accompany Mr. Dylan to meet the Pope, and immediately after we get out, we will appeal to remove my status on death row. Do you have any objections?"
No one spoke.
Oliver took a breath: "If the appeal is successful, we may have to act separately for a period of time. I want to discuss this matter with everyone - when the news spreads, we are likely to be focused on by the mercenary guild and other organizations, and we will keep a low profile for a while. More appropriate."
"It just so happens that Nemo and I have some personal matters to deal with. As for the monthly tasks that Tumbleweed needs to do, the two of us will do it ourselves, and the rewards will be divided equally according to the old rules. You can find a quiet place during this time. Take a rest. Bring the communication crystal, and I will contact you when we gather again... How about it?" The information obtained from Clementine Academy made the truth of the past even more confusing, but this is the entanglement between the Lopez family and the Demon King. They are not lacking in combat power, and Oliver does not want to involve other companions.
"Jesse Dylan." Ann, who had been pale and silent, finally said at this moment, "I want to see your divination."
Except for Bagmoru, who was still staring at the little spider, the eyes of the remaining members focused on the female warrior at the same time.
Jesse raised his eyebrows and adjusted his spotless collar: "Huh?"
"You have been using the divination results as an argument for your own advice, and I think everyone is a little curious. Now is the time to show your divination method." Ann's tone was very serious, "I have something I want to divination, you can open it Price. Don't be too specific, a 'yes' or 'no' level is fine."
"Oh—you may not be able to afford it. But yes, it's free this time. After all you've watched this once, you won't make such silly requests again. Watching the divination process is no fun at all." One foot stomped on the soft and dark inner wall of the space tunnel. "Ask your question, lovely Miss Savage."
"Will Gallagher Salt win?" the female warrior asked bluntly.
Nemo looked at Ann in a bit of surprise, he never thought that Ann would ask such a question... that seemed to have nothing to do with her.
"Although I can give you the answer right now, you can take a good look at it." Jesse hooked the corner of his mouth, stretched out his slender fingers, and made a few random movements like a conductor.
Oliver and Adrian raised their heads at the same time, the first time they had seen Jesse Dylan use magic in earnest.
However, the effect is very strange.
Countless golden characters that no one knew were flashing rapidly in the air, and strange figures changed shapes. Oliver could barely see the shape of the Alban diagram for a few seconds, and the rest was completely confused. These characters and patterns became more and more dense, flashed faster and faster, and gradually gathered together to form a golden sphere the size of a walnut, hovering in Jesse's palm.
He crushed it into pieces, and the tiny golden light shards splashed around and quickly extinguished. Jesse didn't lift his eyelids, and the smile on his face thickened a bit: "Gallah Salter will indeed win, and then Alban will welcome its first queen in history. According to the current information, the result is That's right."
Jesse Dillon was right, Oliver thought numbly, they couldn't understand the "divine" divination process at all. He turned his eyes to Nemo for help, but found that Nemo frowned and seemed to be thinking.
Ann's face turned pale again. She gritted her teeth, the muscles on her face twitching slightly. The female warrior stared at Jesse, as if trying to find traces of lies on that pretty face. Sadly, Jesse Dillon doesn't look like a liar by any means.
"I have to think about it." The female warrior murmured, "Oliver, don't make a decision too quickly? After you meet the Pope, we will decide whether the tumbleweed should be separated now."
"'You'?" Oliver quickly grasped the point.
"I have something to investigate." Ann's eyes turned away. "Believe me, the Pope should not care about my absence. After all, I have been active as a black seal for so long, and my strength is easy to confirm. You have to stand in front of him. Come on, he must have no time to take care of me."
"Okay." Despite her doubts, the female warrior looked sour and dazed. It was the first time Oliver saw Ann make this look, and he thoughtfully didn't ask.
Anchong nodded gratefully to him, then turned his face to Jesse: "Thank you too, Dylan. You gave more information than I needed, and I hope the price of this prophecy won't make you too weak."
Jesse let out an "ah", as if thinking of something. The blond young man's feet softened and he leaned on the shoulder of the knight commander quite naturally. "Ed, I'm so dizzy! What to do—"
Adrian stared at Jesse for a few seconds without saying a word, sighed, and hugged him around the waist, and put it on his shoulders. Jesse is not small, which makes the former knight commander look like a hunter who has successfully hunted and returned with a full reward.
Jesse: "… "
Oliver thought for a moment about Jesse Dillon's identity, and decided to suffocate himself for a while. He moved to his lover: "Nimo, what Dylan did just now... Do you understand?"
"Understood." Nemo's face still remained a little serious, "That can't be called magic at all."
"How to say?"
"That's just pure calculation. Putting together the behavioral characteristics, past experiences of all life in Alban, plus all the information about the environment, calculates all the possibilities. He calculates very carefully, leaving aside everything that doesn't matter. Variable, the final answer is that one.”
"Oh." Oliver replied in confusion, "but you don't look good, did you see some bad information?"
"If Gallagher Salt wins and wants to establish a new king, then he can only support the only remaining member of the royal family - Princess Delia, who is not yet an adult. No matter what the new queen of Alban thinks, it is Delia Alastair, right?"
"Isn't it?"
"No." Nemo frowned, "I should have read it right, the queen's name is 'Andrea Alastair'. But that's impossible—Princess Andrea died at the age of eleven already."
"I remember it, the bards used to talk about it in those years. Annabelle and Andrea, twin princesses." Oliver scratched his hair. "They said Her Royal Highness Annabelle named her daughter 'Delia' ', to commemorate my twin sister who died prematurely. Her Royal Highness Andrea is still alive?... It's been more than 20 years."
"Yeah, it's a bit ridiculous, the emperor at the time even held a special funeral." Nemo rubbed his chin, "I know they were because, uh, they were called 'Alban's Nightingales' at the time, and there were quite a few people. I have written poems on this subject. But you know Dylan's identity, he should not make such a low-level mistake in this kind of thing."
"Is it possible that Marshal Gallagher supported a fake one? After all, the underage queen is really... Those old nobles will definitely not compromise if they die. Marshal Gallagher must have taken this into consideration."
"I don't know, but this war is not something we can intervene. Ann's state is not right. Let's see what's going on on her side." Nemo put the little spider on Oliver's shoulder and let him get acquainted with the other party. breath. Dylan's expression just now seemed to be a bit of a spectacle, and Nemo instinctively wanted to stay away from this upcoming war—
[That spear... Oops, it's Miss Savage. The rumor is true, you are as beautiful as a nightingale.]
Speaking of Jesse Dylan, the first time they met Dylan, the guy seemed to have said something like that. Ann almost beat him.
and many more.
Nemo's movements paused. He turned his head and looked at Ann in a bit of horror. The female warrior is holding her arms, her face is uncertain, and her whole body still exudes a strong aura.
...probably not.
But just when he was going to further diverge his thinking, the end came.
Although the space tunnel is long, it is a neat straight line. Horizon's action was extremely fast, and within an hour, everyone saw the outside sunlight again. The space of Isamel's Great Labyrinth was definitely folded, and the tunnel just opened into the groves outside the high walls of Clementine College, less than half an hour's walk from their starting point.
It was already evening, and Lin's air was cold. Even though the terrain of the woods was uneven, the mercenaries on the horizon gathered together as neatly as possible.
"It's time for us to say goodbye," Godwin said firmly. "Now that we have determined that there may be a problem at the academy, as per the regulations, we need to take the lead in ensuring the safety of the hostages and employers. Now the horizon will confirm the situation of the Royal Military Academy of Clemens, No time for the investigation of tumbleweed."
"Thanks, man," Oliver answered earnestly, then turned his face to Nemo. "Let me translate, Godwin means that he doesn't plan to send us to the mercenary guild headquarters for the time being, and postpone the plan to send Leonard and the others back to the academy."
"Thank you, bro." Nemo said with the same sincerity, and took advantage of the situation to cover the unusual looking little spider on Oliver's shoulder.
Godwin's face twisted horribly, as if he had eaten something too corrupt. He snorted softly, turned around and walked towards his team, without saying goodbye at all.
"Goodbye!" Oliver shouted with double circles around his mouth even though he hadn't gone far.
Godwin stopped. The head of Horizon didn't turn around, just lifted one stiffly and waved it a few times like a fly.
"We should go too, but are you sure you're going to see the Pope now, Ollie? Are we... uh, getting ready..."
"There are so many dreams in the night, we'd better leave Clementine quickly." Oliver looked back at the big Isamel labyrinth behind him, his voice a little emotional. "It's a pity though."
"What a pity?"
"We didn't stay in the labyrinth for long. With so many species here, there must be some kind of monster I've been curious about... Alas, but we probably won't be coming back. You've heard of the 'Paluru Elephant' Is it, Nemo? Dad had to tell me dozens of stories about it, very real. I've been curious for years, but unfortunately I haven't seen any information about this monster."
Godwin, a few steps away, stopped again, this time for a very long time.
Godwin lowered his gaze to the moss and pea-sized white mushrooms beneath his feet. The rays of the setting sun poured down from among the tree trunks, and the distant past gradually blended with the present scene. He was a little dazed.
The head of Horizon didn't turn his head in the end, Oliver Ramon was still talking about something with his lover, but that didn't matter anymore.
"It's me who should say thank you... Oliver," he whispered in a volume that the other person couldn't hear.
Horizon remains faithful to its mission. After carefully confirming the situation of the college, they finally sent the four students to the largest hotel in the heart of Clement City, and contacted their families. Everything is as usual.
There's only one small difference - this time, as the mercenaries on the horizon circle the barbecue, their captain joins them for the first time and calmly orders himself a caramel apple tart.