Elmer's body stiffened for a moment, he looked in disbelief in the direction of Oliver's escape, and then moved his eyes to Nemo - the latter's expression was tense, his eyes were glued to the snake mane lion , can't catch any exposed emotions at all.

Running away from the logistics will not affect the battle situation, the commander's face is ugly, but he does not say a word.

I have to say that this team's combat units are still somewhat capable. They dodged the snake maned snakes, which were ejected from time to time between the necks of the snake mane and lion, and only a few unfortunately suffered a few claws. Nemo moved according to the calculated footsteps, staring at the wounds closely, and at the same time quickly calculated the monitoring dead spots of the monitoring crystal ball.

Everything at the moment was within his expectations, only Hayden's reaction surprised him.

Hayden wasn't boasting, he was a perfect fit for the job—every time someone got hurt, the therapist student almost panicked, but Hayden Wilhelm seemed to be a different person.

Thanks to his own strength, Nemo can see the injuries of others at a glance. But Hayden is just an ordinary human with low magic power, but his reaction is not much slower than Nemo. He greeted the warriors skillfully, even finding time to soothe the therapist in the midst of the hustle and bustle.

Nemo calmly assists, not much, not much, now more like Hayden's shadow. From time to time, he glanced at the huge snake-maned lion from the corner of his eyes—the professor or the clerk did not appear, which means that this snake-maned lion was probably arranged in advance by the academy.

But the group's fronts are showing signs of collapse.

To be honest, Nemo knew the situation very well. He and Oliver also walked all the way, and they were very aware of the problems that newcomers on the battlefield might have. Actual combat is different from training, and the students here are not stupid enough to be blindly confident. They just went to the other extreme - they didn't know how to allocate their energy and strength, and when they came up, they went all out as if they were facing a big enemy, and did not expect the length of the battle. At present, various combat units are beginning to show weakness, and the magic power of the healer is almost exhausted.

The sunk cost is already too high. They had no choice but to knock down the enemy in front of them and get the main snake. Even if it barely escaped now, the group has no energy to deal with another energetic snake mane lion.

Fortunately, when the situation was close to despair, the five soldiers who had left before finally returned to the team. Creeping Vine Swamp was not easy to break free, and they seemed to have spent a lot of effort—especially Leonard, one of his arms was dripping with blood, and there were many bright green thorns in the wound.

The shattered protective shield that defended the mage finally broke, and the mage almost fainted directly to the ground.

The soldiers rushed forward, and the few in charge of defense barely stabilized the situation. Just as Leonard was about to rush over, he was kicked by Hayden on the knee, and he knelt on the ground.

"You—"

"Stop me!" Hayden shouted sharply, his big nervous eyes almost burning. "If the thorns of the creeping vine are not taken out in time, within ten minutes from now, you will be paralyzed! Do you want to be paralyzed under that thing's claws?"

Leonard shut his mouth, his eyes complicated.

"The therapist can't take it anymore." Hayden said coldly, with a hint of doubt. "Hold on, soldier. You'll be all right in a minute."

He spoke with his mouth, but his hands were not slow at all - Hayden's movements were light and fast, and the long **** thorns were picked out one by one and threw neatly on the ground. It was followed by sutures that could not be seen clearly. After the ointment was applied, the wound almost stopped bleeding. The whole process takes no more than ten seconds.

"Go." Hayden didn't stop, and turned directly to the next wounded.

Leonard didn't talk nonsense any more, he just charged up with his sword. To be honest, this arrogant young nobleman is not bad, he even cut off a small half-maned snake from the snake-maned lion, and the latter let out a painful howl.

But they were too young after all, Nemo thought. If the enemy is an ordinary snake mane lion, there is no suspense in this battle. Enemies of this level are too early for them, and while Nursing can sew up the warriors' wounds in time, it cannot restore the lost mana and blood. The therapist finally couldn't hold it any longer and knelt on the ground. Hayden's face was covered in sweat and dust, and his white clothes were stained with blood and mud.

He is still trying to continue.

Seeing such a small man clenching his teeth and insisting, the warriors with wounds rushed towards the behemoth again and again, and Leonard's offensive was particularly fierce. Unfortunately it's useless. The gap in strength is very obvious, and Nemo moved his wrists - if they continue to work so hard, the professor will definitely intervene. 80% of the mission will fail this time.

If Oliver doesn't get back in time...

The snake-maned lion let out a furious roar, completely red eyes. The only maned snakes left on its neck struggled frantically, and the gray-green beast raised its claws and slapped fiercely at Leonard, who was insisting on attacking in front of him. Take the blow.

Nemo took a breath and began to calculate the blind spot again. Hidden strength is hidden strength, and it is not his style to see death without saving. Leonard's sword had reached its limit, and he would definitely not be able to withstand this blow. With the escorts of the professors, Leonard should not have died, but he would never be able to escape with serious injuries.

But before he could make a move, the harsh sound of claws piercing the metal sounded first. The only logistician left on the field used the iron pan as a shield and rushed forward to block the blow—Elmer's muscles were bulging, and he kept his standing position silently. The iron pot was directly penetrated by the sharp animal claws, and the tip of the claws was less than half a centimeter from the tip of his nose.

"Your sword is about to break," whispered Elmer. "I can tell, sir. You are heroic, but the weapons here are so fragile that you seem to forget to that."

The robust logistics took this opportunity to pull Leonard back, and the two quickly got out of the danger zone.

"You don't understand." Leonard growled. The noble warrior slashed the sword on the stone pillar of the ruins, and the upper half of the sword flew out directly. He observed Broken Sword for a moment, then stepped forward again. "It was me who started the misjudgment that led to the separation of forces. I have a responsibility, you listen - I have a responsibility to fix this!"

"No, our priority now is to preserve our stamina." The commander panted, his body covered in blood. "If this is really a battlefield, against an impossible enemy. It's not wise to fight hard—and that logistics, Elmer? Don't act on your own! Everyone understands this time, but military rules are military rules, and there is no first order. Twice-"

Before he finished speaking, another logistics who had been fleeing for a long time finally arrived.

Oliver was covered in dust and still looked like he was running away. There was a large cloud of smoke behind his butt, revealing a black shadow about the size of a snake mane lion.

"Help!" Oliver tried to sound more frightened, looking directly at Nemo.

"Damn, back me up!" The commander screamed and swears. "Oliver Byrne, fuck. Your—"

The snake mane lion will not pass up this opportunity. It aimed at Hayden, the shortest and weakest in the group, and lunged straight for the opponent. Without hesitation, Leonard pushed the little Nursing back directly, pushing a hand directly into the snake's mane lion's mouth, and the broken sword pierced the main snake on the snake's mane lion's head.

But the pain was more severe than he thought, and the main snake was very cunning. This blow only scratched the face of the snake mane lion, leaving a deep **** mouth. Hayden, who was pushed to the side, didn't dodge. He gritted his teeth and threw a bottle of paralysis potion at the snake-maned lion - although it was impossible for it to bring down this behemoth, it was possible to delay it for half a second.

The potion seeped into the wound on the snake's mane lion's face, and the bite of the beast stagnated for a moment. Hayden desperately pulled out Leonard's arm, and the remaining warriors sluggishly pushed them up again. Barely survived another wave of attacks.

"Shrink the formation, hurry up! What the **** did that **** Bourne lead to-"

This sentence is like a spell. Oliver fell beautifully, and his whole body was almost drowned in smoke. The shadow was very obviously bent down, a standard attack action.

And the exceptional care of that face went haywire.

"Oh my God, Ollie!" Nemo shouted, "despite the danger", leaving the line and charging forward.

The monitoring screen of the monitoring crystal ball was simulated in his mind, Nemo hooked his mouth. In the blind spot of his teammates and the monitoring crystal ball, he secretly gave the snake mane lion a kick—if he read it correctly, Oliver just relied on the cover of smoke and threw another giant beast directly. He can help his lover calibrate the target.

The snake mane lion was kicked and lost his balance, and he took a few steps back as if drunk. Another giant beast that just rushed over was crushed. And the action of the giant beast was a little weird, as if it was thrown alive by someone. But right now no one has the heart to care about this.

"Duststorm Snake and Meerkat." The commander murmured, having no time to care about the two inexplicable auxiliary staff. "Yes...Yes, since there are so many snake-maned lions, the academy must have raised these things to control..."

Duststorm Meerkat seems a little confused. It shook its head dizzily and found itself lying on a pile of fresh food. So it did what most creatures would do - straight down its mouth in relief, and bit the snake's maned snake.

The snake mane lion let out an earth-shattering whine, and the two giant beasts fought together in an instant.

"How come it's so slow?" Nemo ran to Oliver who "fell to the ground" and pretended to check his lover's injury.

"It won't attack me, so I almost tap dance in front of it." Oliver coughed twice in the smoke raised by Duststorm Snake Meerkat. "In the end I had to pull its beard...it was only officially angry when the fifth one was pulled off."

"...Thank you." Nemo patted Oliver on the shoulder sympathetically and lifted him up.

Duststorm Meerkat finally pinned the Serpent's Mane Lion to the ground at this moment, and it began to nibble on the Maned Snake on the Serpent's Mane and Lion's neck, with a pleasant grunt in its throat. Before the others could react, Leonard dragged his **** injured arm forward, cut down the main snake like lightning, and quickly dragged it back to the team.

The meerkat rolled his eyes at him, and continued to bow his head and enjoy the afternoon tea happily. All the team members listened to the chewing sound in silence for nearly 20 minutes - the dust storm meerkat finally gnawed the snake's maned snake completely bald, it burped in satisfaction, and walked away slowly.

"You two, failed, and violated the rules seriously." After handing over the head of the main snake to the professor in charge, the attackers quickly finished scoring the auxiliary staff. Except for the two team members who were almost unscathed, the rest were led to the school hospital.

The score is publicized, but the name of the scorer is hidden.

Hayden Wilhelm received a perfect score of one hundred. It seemed that his thin roommate at least no longer had to worry about contempt from Leonard's side, Nemo thought with relief, ignoring his **** thirty.

Oliver was even worse, only a poor ten.

They knew very well what misunderstandings would lead to, so after the battle, the two just followed far behind the team and didn't even return to the team.

"One ran away and even brought danger back to the team; one disobeyed the command and disobeyed on the spot. Huh?" When they watched their teammates leave and finally reached the exit, the professor said coldly. "Oliver Byrne, if you bring back another snake-maned lion, your entire team will be dragged into the water by you, understand? And you, Mr. White, your commander should have emphasized that auxiliary personnel are not allowed. Crossing the line. Nursing is the most taboo in the battlefield because of personal disobedience."

"We... I'm very sorry." The two bowed their heads in cooperation.

"Yes, the two of you haven't been injured much. But all of your teammates need to be hospitalized until tomorrow morning." The host professor's expression became even more stinky. "'Sorry' is of no use on the battlefield. Listen, you two, go to the confinement room after dinner to each write a combat review, analyze your own problems, and describe how a qualified person should behave - confinement until tomorrow morning, Both need to appreciate the sacrifices your comrades made for this victory."

"Okay, Professor."

The sun is about to set. After dinner, the uninjured students continued to wander or study in the castle, waiting for evening classes to begin. Only the two walked alone to the school building, preparing for two hours of confinement.

"It's actually pretty good." Nemo said suddenly.

"What?"

"Go to school." Nemo looked at the sky dyed red by the sunset, "This way of living is also... very interesting."

He would even like to stay here longer if possible. The bias here is sharper, but also more vulnerable. While the temporary comrades tried their best to reach out to the target, for a few seconds, he completely forgot his own situation.

"Yeah." Oliver's fingertips swept across the delicate walls in the hallway, and everything here felt a little warm. "I love the sense of peace."

After saying that, he opened the dormitory door with a copper nameplate, hesitated for a few seconds, then scratched his cheek: "Nimo..."

Nemo, who was taking his bronze medal, turned around and said, "What?"

"This will all end." Oliver said firmly, "At that time we can choose a similar place to live, a lively and peaceful place. I can't say, um... Maybe we still have Opportunity to come back here."

Nemo's movements stiffened for a few seconds: "...hope so."

His voice was soft.

Oliver closed the door and started pouring water into the bath. He took out a new set of clean uniforms from the closet, put them on the bed, and then stuffed the dirty clothes into the dirty clothes basket with the cleaning circle painted on. Unlike Nemo, he didn't have much blood on his body, just sand and dirt. He didn't even dare to lean against the edge of the thick carpet now, for fear of soiling the soft fabric.

Take a shower and change. Then they had to make do with a night in the sojourn.

Each student residence at Clement has two private bathrooms and is spacious enough. Oliver soaked himself in the hot water, sure enough to smell the fresh citrus scent. He put his hand into the hot water and stirred it a few times, the water dripping over the dense scars on the skin.

The Withering Castle also needs to keep the prisoners clean, otherwise, with the frequency of their injuries, most of the death row prisoners will first die of wound infections. Usually they only have an extremely simple cleaning spell after the arena - it's over in an instant, they won't feel anything, and they don't even bother to clean up blood stains.

Now he is lying in a large comfortable bathtub.

Oliver put his hand in his wet hair, the sound insulation of the room was very good. Except for the sound of water in his ears, the rest of the sound was extremely weak. While the students were either in the hospital or in the teaching area, Nemo was well hidden, and the breath of life around him was close to nothing.

As if he was the only one left in the world.

Despite reason telling him that Nemo was next door, the warm and silky water was still sharply cold, a dark red like blood in his vision, and the thirst that should not exist suddenly in his mouth exploded in. Oliver frowned and washed his face with hot water, suppressing the gloomy hallucinations in his head.

The after-effects of the withered castle did not disappear so quickly.

I'm getting better, Oliver is sure. He didn't lose his mind over the dark memories, but that didn't mean they didn't make him restless - Oliver slid into the water again, sinking his nose and mouth below the surface, and spit out a string of air bubbles.

He froze with great concentration. So the moment the bathroom door was opened, Oliver almost choked with shock.

"Are you making your own soup, Ollie?" Nemo leaned against the bathroom door, his wet black hair dripping. "You've been washing for almost an hour."

Oliver glanced at the other side's collarbone, which was exposed outside, and spit out a bunch of air bubbles before sitting up slightly, sticking his nose and mouth out of the water. "Something happened?"

"Baggarmoru still ran away, that bastard." Nemo shrugged, "I can feel it flying around the castle for fun."

"Don't worry. You dyed it like that, and the breath was sealed, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

"Hope." Nemo sighed, but didn't mean to leave - he threw off his house slippers and walked barefoot to the big bathtub. Then he leaned down slightly and smoothed Oliver's wet bangs with his hands.

"You look bad." Nemo's tone was serious, "I guess so. Wither Castle, right? Not the first time, Ollie, every time you wake up I know that. I don't think you're weak because of that, or..."

"I know you won't." Oliver grabbed the hand and pressed it to his lips. "I just don't want to worry about you, just like you don't want to worry about me."

Nimo was silent.

"You didn't successfully forget about the 'Demon King', did you? Nemo, you are envious of those students, I can see that too."

"Stop talking." Nemo pulled his hand back, lowered his head, and exchanged a wet kiss with the other party.

"Okay." Oliver's breath was sluggish for a moment, "Let's talk about something else. Let me think about...about the issue of 'technology', what the **** did you say to Leonard?"

He pulled the unsuspecting Nemo directly into the bathtub with a force of his hand - the not-so-thick bathrobe was completely wet, and Nemo was half-kneeling in the bathtub, wiping it in embarrassment Put hot water on your face.

"'If I had a list of reasons I liked him, it would be at the bottom of the list'...but it's the truth." Nemo simply ripped off his robe and threw it out of the bathtub. , reached out and clasped Oliver's left hand. "How about admitting defeat once in a while? Let me do it this time."

"Oh." Oliver raised his eyebrows, watching the pale skin of the other party appear a touch of blood under the action of the hot water. "His Majesty seems to be very confident in his technique."

"Hey, don't call me 'Your Majesty'." Nemo protested softly.

"I like this name, especially now." Oliver smiled, the dark emptiness in his heart was completely filled by the other party's body temperature and weight. "I'm not fooled by the way you look, I know exactly what you are—wouldn't it be nice? ... Well, it's not entirely true. In another sense, I was indeed fooled."

Nimo was stunned for a few seconds, then his ears started to turn red again. "Whether it's a face or a theoretical reserve, I will definitely not lose to you. Of course I have confidence—"

He forcibly pulled the topic back, his ears getting more and more red.

"You forgot about my family's business?" Oliver shook his head amusingly, "You know, the hotel kind of place—I was forced to bump into all kinds of scenes. Last time I lost control I'm sorry, but this time..."

“…Wait, Ollie, it’s just over an hour before the lockdown starts. Last time you were—”

"I know, so let's move faster. After all, we can't use the cleansing spell this time, can we?"

"You... uh."

"Don't scratch the edge of the tub, you'll break it. Hook my neck, Your Majesty."

…

"Actually I'm curious." Oliver opened his mouth tentatively as the two wiped the water stains on the floor together. "You said that the reason why you like me is technology is the last one, what about the second last?"

"It wasn't there." Nemo frowned and twisted the towel in his hand. "I was going to say 'everything else is tied for first place, Ollie'...but it's different now."

"Huh?"

"Take off the smugness on your face." Nemo gritted his teeth, "Okay, it's not the last one. Now the last one has a new winner - Ollie, put Get rid of your habit of being called 'Your Majesty'."

"Look, I'm still a little confident in my learning ability." Oliver looked at the clean floor and put on his uniform coat. "Besides, I won't change it, Nemo. At least during that time, every time you heard this title, your expression was very relieved." Rather than trying to avoid this fact, it would be better for Nemo to recognize it. - He is very clear that his love is inhuman, and he loves it.

Oliver then paused meaningfully for a few seconds: "I wouldn't call you that on other occasions, don't worry."

"There has to be a last-to-last, otherwise the number one is meaningless." Nemo rubbed his ears, took a deep breath, and began to change into his uniform. "To be honest, other options are not very good."

"Then I can offer an idea on the spot. So far, you don't like it from your heart, but I like it... there is."

"Huh?"

"...I actually like your uniform."

“…”

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