The written test was more complicated than Nemo thought.

The written test is preceded by identity verification. It turned out that Jesse Dillon did have some use—their letters of introduction had to be checked 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.

On the second day, they were really qualified to participate in 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 you can't forget anything, it will take a lot of time just to remember this unfortunate name. It was entirely Ann's idea-

"No one can remember such a long name, Oliver calling you 'Nimo' won't look suspicious." 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".

Oliver is sitting not far from him now, pursing the end of the quill with his lips, his expression a little empty. Nemo was actually a little relieved—even if their current situation wasn't easy, the plan to infiltrate Clement Academy had 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 piece of pure peace also had a little effect. Looking at those "peers" with pure breath and no scars, he occasionally forgets his true identity.

Nemo only expected to send a few sheets of paper, and now a book was lying in front of him.

…this bears no resemblance to the written test he knows.

Nemo did have a formal education, even a good one. 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.

Many people give up from the start.

Genius is a minority, and most families know that their children can't go very far, so it is better to save this expense and add more meat to the table - although the lords everywhere will subsidize a little education Funding, as long as it is not too poor, the schools in the town can provide the simplest education. But if you want to continue, not only the educational institutions are limited, 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.

Or 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 Clemen 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 your peers from the upper-class society—

The best result is to establish a relationship with a family or a giant, obtain 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 commoners can reach, and there is no one who can reach the end.

At first, he seemed to have no mana, and he carried the life and future of many little devils on his shoulders.

And now as the origin of the abyss magic, the devil 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 the analysis and application of combat magic, combat techniques, command and tactics. 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 most of the book.

The rest of the list is slightly shorter - Practical Uses of Healing Magic, Battlefield Logistics, Basics of Nursing, Theoretical Research on Surface and Abyss Magic, Surface and Abyss Magic Pathology.

Nemo 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 abyss magic pathology. He knew that he shouldn't do unnecessary things, but he still cares a lot about the words Dellalainen mentioned in Blight Castle-

Oliver got the power from himself and it was this year, and he didn't look like he was 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.

Although Oliver is completely fine now, Nemo can'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 went down, they were finally released from the exam 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 fine," Nemo replied vaguely, patting him 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."

They must be at the bottom of the aptitude test.

No eating 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 reduce his abilities 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 is a wizard or a warrior, Clement Academy clearly defines the limit of magic that must be achieved. 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.

Nimo was the one she poked in his mouth herself.

"But the magic is too low to be conspicuous, right?" Oliver broke the roll worriedly, staring at the mustard sauce squeezed on top of the minced meat. "One is okay, Nemo and I are a bit..."

"No." An waved his hand, "Although Clement is rich, he won't give you such a sophisticated thing to play with. Those with too low magic value will all be classified as Zero, don't worry too much—as long as Oliver doesn't suddenly become stupid, the two of you will 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 time to complete one nearby. This can buy another month." An rubbed his chin, "But this method can't be used a second time, Otherwise Horizon will surely find the connection. We must not miss any clues."

Meanwhile, the ruins of the Withered Castle.

The gatekeeper lost his department for in vivo research and training of death row soldiers. 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 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 condition.

Head of Horizon 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 Clementine now, Commander. But the situation...you'll have to see it for yourself."

The creepy huge pit is embedded in the ground, and the original huge backing castle is not even left with ashes, leaving only the faint 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 movement 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, tumbleweed's destruction 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 can't ignore the destruction of the Wither Castle.

Of course he knows that many rules are unreasonable, but if the world is to operate as usual, it will inevitably cause the necessary sacrifices. All "kindness" should be based on the well-being of human beings, and 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 are in a very poor mental state, and there is even a case 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 certain, they all have the fluctuation of abyss magic.

And Oliver Ramon did evade the army that rushed away at once, 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 is not yet sufficient, but Godwin has a faint hunch that it all has to do with 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 is not part of any known system, cold and chaotic. Godwin was pretty sure it wasn't a derivation of surface power, and maybe on a physical level, the head of the tumbleweed was still human...but if it really was him.

Then Oliver Ramon can only be regarded as a monster in human skin, some new "other creature".

Tumbleweeds are smart. Except for the two who were left in Clement's Cathedral, the other people didn't know where the wind came from, 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 this moment - this is undoubtedly an equal opponent, and he has not met a target who can come to a hearty pursuit for too long.

But at this moment, only cold anger and faint tingling disappointment remained 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 has killed "the only family left" once before, so it's not interesting to repeat it. With a sigh, Godwin quickly left the pit left by the Withered Castle.

But that memory caught up.

"That's it, my son." Emanuel 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."

"...then I can rest assured that you must be the one in the prophecy. You must be, you must be, you must..."

Godwin stepped on the teleportation array, forcibly shaking off the voice in his head with the loud sound of teleportation. When he opened his eyes again, Clement's loud voice filled his ears again.

The residents of Clement 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 flat message.

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