Bagelmoru flapped his wings and flew in different patterns over Clementine College.

Considering Nemo Wright's true identity, the dyed grey parrot did not dare to leave this limited sky. Now it is very certain - even if he gets into the most remote corner of the abyss, the Demon King has the ability to dig it out. So it can only test repeatedly to a certain extent, and when Nemo shows signs of anger, it immediately admits to counseling on the spot.

This is a dangerous and exciting game that will always keep your heart pumping. Baglmore fell to a tree in the academy next to the castle, deftly combing his dye-colored feathers.

Perhaps this generation of demon kings is not good enough, it thought justly. At least it has never heard of any demon king having a partner, and the relationship between demon kings and other creatures is only one - hunter and prey.

No no, think about it from another angle, maybe Nemo Wright is just waiting for the moment, sooner or later he will eat those few people who have no respect for the devil. After all, the demon kings are a completely different group from them, and it may just be the eccentricity of this generation of demon kings to occasionally hang out with humans.

The grey parrot tilted its head and thought for a few minutes, then came to a serious conclusion.

A group of humans passed under the tree. Bagelmore stopped combing his feathers, moved two steps, and hid himself among the lush green leaves. To be honest, he doesn't think he needs to hide - birds are one of the most popular pets after all, there are parrots of all kinds in the college, and one student even has a red-feathered eagle.

But thinking of Nemo's pile of admonitions about "don't be found", Grey Parrot couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This noble superior demon shrank his neck, and once again reduced his sense of existence. Facts have proved that its choice is very correct. If it was still twitching at the end of the branch at this moment, it is estimated that it has fallen directly to the ground at the bottom of the tree because of the shock.

It knows people.

Although the appearance is well concealed, the breath is also very beautiful. But with Bagelmore's current strength, it can accurately detect the identity of the other party—

That was the nightmare it hadn't seen in a long time, Talbot Vance.

After taking the blood that Nemo voluntarily gave again, Bagelmore's power exploded. If you just look at power, its power should surpass Vance, causing the secrecy spell that the other party had cast on him to dissolve naturally.

Recalling the cold and ruthless aura suppression, it still shivered instinctively.

Talbot Vance was dressed as a valet, with long gray hair tied in a hat and a large leather suitcase in his hand. He blended in with the group of humans quite naturally—the distinctive orange-red pupils were concealed by illusion, and those eyes now looked unremarkable light brown.

His expression was neither cold nor smiling, as if he was wearing a mask.

A beautiful middle-aged woman was walking beside him—the woman had a perfect smile, a generous temperament, and a simple and natural makeup. The long copper-red hair was tied into a bun at the back of the head, and the brilliance of diamond hairpins shimmered in the hair. She was wearing the uniform of the college professor, but unfortunately the simple plain robe could not hide her beauty.

Her disguise was just as perfect, Bagmoru thought, shrinking into the leaf again. It's a pity that her combat power is even far worse than that of Vance, but it recognized her in an instant.

They met in Hiram in Garland, the sage of the abyss, Deralainen.

Even if she didn't take part in the battle of Wither Castle herself, the Grey Parrot knew roughly what was going on. It has never been good at analysis, and there is only one simple conclusion in its head—Dara Lennen is about trouble.

The demon didn't fight the surface with much fanfare, and they did clash twice. But from the point of view of the fair Lord Bagelmoru, Tumbleweed and this one just happened to be on a hostile position. Della Laineen may not necessarily hate them because of this, but it is necessary to hate each other.

In fact, if you fight now, you may not be at a disadvantage. But it is not sure whether the sage of the abyss will find anything bad because of this.

So Bagelmore chose to twist his **** and flew towards Clement's student dormitory. It can report this incident as soon as possible and make a small contribution - so that when the next time it bullies the devil too much, it can still find out about this incident and make up for it.

Not long after Nemo returned to the dormitory from the confinement room, he was attacked by colorful parrots, and the books he just held in his arms scattered all over the floor.

Emanuel's confession was still weighing heavily on his heart, and Nemo was a little distracted, but he couldn't really be angry with the grey parrot. He just sighed nicely and started picking up the books on the ground.

"Be careful next time, Bagelmore." Nemo poked the grey parrot in the head. Right now Hayden is still in the school hospital, so he doesn't have to keep his voice down.

"Guess who I saw?" The grey parrot raised its chest, "You never imagined it! This is important information."

Nimo raised his eyebrows as he tapped the book neatly on the table.

"Dara Lanene is in this academy." The Grey Parrot announced loudly, "He, no, she... Forget it, it's the female professor here."

Nimo didn't hold fast, and almost dropped the book in his hand to the floor again. Although he never thought that he could get rid of this one completely after Withering Castle, he never thought that the reunion would come so quickly.

"Professor of which major?" Nemo swallowed. You can't go wrong with your own spells, and Deralainn has indeed forgotten everything about the Withered Castle. But in order to prevent it from being too unnatural, he did not erase the conflict between the two parties in Hiram when he rescued Mr. Knight Commander. The original "Cahill" - that demon definitely still recognized "Nimo Wright" and knew exactly who he was with the Black Badge.

Even if you put aside the Wither Castle thing, Nemo doesn't think Della Layne will frivolously ignore the news that "Poverty Black Badge has infiltrated Alban's top academy". They absolutely cannot collide here.

"I don't know, but I remember her face," said the grey parrot. "She didn't come alone, and there was another superior demon - that I met in Noe. the devil."

"The Pandoratel tested by the Black Badge?" Nemo exclaimed, "Isn't she still in the mercenary guild?"

"No...yes, it's the other one. It didn't tell me its real name, the body's name was 'Talbot Vance', and it looked less than thirty years old. "Bagelmoru flapped his wings, "gray long hair, orange eyes, do you have an impression?"

"You never mentioned it." Nemo raised his eyebrows higher as he recalled the grey parrot's brief disappearance during the Black Badge test, and its unnatural performance afterwards.

And the orange-eyed waiter near the Dawn Tavern.

"I was under a secrecy charm!" screamed the grey parrot, "That guy was too strong...well, I mean, too strong for me at the time. He was right The Demon King looks very interested, but I kindly remind you!"

Talbot Vance, it's not like Nemo hasn't heard the name. On the contrary, he was very familiar with it - every biography of the Tin Soldiers mercenary regiment can not get around this man.

The advisor of the Tin Soldiers Mercenary Corps, the mysterious swordsman of unknown origin, and the swordsman instructor of the commander Flint Lopez. He has been wearing rusty armor in public, and no one knows what he looks like. But after so many years, that swordsman should have been over fifty years old.

If Talbot Vance was really human.

"What was he wearing when you saw him in Noe?" Nemo frowned, and he naturally remembered the strange familiarity the waiter brought him. "Is it a black and white waiter uniform?"

"How do you know..."

"It does appear to be him. If I'm not mistaken, I met Ollie once." Despite being late, Nemo had no intention of leaving. "Although there is a possibility of the same name, I have to confirm it - if he and Della Lennion are together, it should not be a simple role. Well done, Bagelmore."

The grey parrot jumped up and down with joy, head held high.

"...so I won't hold you accountable for running around the school." Nemo added amusingly.

Bagelmoru stopped jumping suddenly, it sat on the table with its buttocks, and its fluffy hair was deflated.

"Nimo?" Oliver put his head in the door and knocked on the open door. "I'm ready here. Shall we go together? We're going to be late."

Oliver was stunned immediately - his lover's expression was extraordinarily serious, but his eyes were sparkling, and he was rarely excited.

"Oli." Nemo put the thick stack of books on the table, released his hands, and said solemnly. "I have a plan. As much as I know it's bad, to be honest, I've never done anything like this..."

Oliver held his breath.

"...I'm going to skip class!" Nemo declared earnestly, "Actually I really want to go with you, Ollie. But this time I'm going to run alone, we always act together It's too conspicuous."

“…” Oliver looked at the ceiling and adjusted his mood for a while. "OK."

"By the way, what's your class schedule for today?"

"Today is all indoor theory classes, and I won't change classrooms." Oliver saw the other party quickly take off the nursing uniform and took out the standard student robes that were uniformly distributed - Nemo began to change on the spot without hesitation clothes, and Oliver had to look away to make sure he was focusing on the right spot. "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Dara Lanene is in this academy, I only know that the guy's body here is that of a female professor." Nemo rubbed his hands, "Considering your professional content, I don't Thought she'd teach logistics—but I'll have to identify her quickly and avoid it. You'd better keep your head down today, Ollie, and you'd better stay in the classroom all the time."

Oliver nodded calmly, "It's almost time, I'll go to class first. You pay attention to... er... safety?" He always felt that this exhortation seemed to have no practical meaning.

"Yeah." Nemo finally tied his robe, he thought for a moment, and parted his hair to make himself look more inconspicuous. "You too, use the communication crystal to contact me if there is a situation."

Oliver left quickly, and Nemo let out a long sigh, with a little wonder in his heart.

If he stayed in Roadmark Town, if he dared to escape a class like this, he would have to be peeled by old Patrick and cut into two buckets of potatoes. And at this moment, after calculating how much Clement's class was worth, Nemo had the tragic pleasure of seeing the gold coins melt.

Nemo twisted a strand of disobedient hair behind his ear, and crept to the reference room in the northwest corner of the campus where he should be able to find the basic materials of the in-service professor. Considering Alban's national conditions, there are only a handful of female professors, and 100% of them are members of the aristocracy, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find. An is in charge of the cleaning over there, maybe he can drop by to say hello to her.

Unfortunately, the plan is beautiful, but it is often cut off by reality.

"Mrs. Mandy, are you feeling better?" Nemo had just walked halfway when he heard voices coming from the front. He immediately hid himself behind a decorative stone pillar, completely disappeared, and even stopped his heartbeat.

"Much better. Thank you for your concern, dear Salter." A melodious female voice replied. This time, without even having to close his eyes, Nemo instantly located this bright star in the "starry sky" in his mind. That woman is a superior demon, no doubt about it.

"Have you found out the cause? You can rest for a while, you don't have to come back to teach in such a hurry." Another voice clearly belonged to an old man, "Otherwise, the Viscount will complain to His Majesty."

"Oh, no, he has always supported my career." The woman chuckled twice. "It's just a normal headache, nothing serious. It's just that my head isn't sober."

"If you are concerned about..."

"No, I'm fine. I don't want the research project I just started to be delayed by myself."

"Actually I've been meaning to ask...after all these years, why do you suddenly want to start researching Trent blight?"

"Hmm." The woman was silent for a moment, and there was a strange smile in her voice. "You see, that's where my brain is not so clear... I forgot why, Lord Salter. But it's a worthwhile research project, isn't it?"

It should be Della Layne, yes, Nemo made a judgment almost immediately. He moved out and looked from the shadows to the two people who were walking and talking - a red-haired woman in a professor's robe was talking to an old man with a smile, unaware of his existence.

It's easy. Nemo thought to himself that he only needed to find out which subject the "Viscountess" was teaching, and to stay away from the relevant teaching area.

"Oops, I almost forgot." Mrs. Mandy-Dera Lainene's tone was very mild, "I'd like to get an assistant from this class. You know, The seniors have already been picked by me, and I took a look at the entrance examination papers for this issue. There is a little guy who has a bright head."

"If you are a freshman, I am afraid it will not meet the regulations..."

"I'm sure you'll find a way. Dear Salter, no, dear Mr. Principal."

"Give me the name, I have to look at the child's family background first."

"Okay, okay. Nemomurkos White, that's the name I remember."

Nemo buried his face in his hands in pain. He originally just wanted to answer a little bit of relevant knowledge, so that he could get the qualification to contact the professional materials of abyss magic pathology.

Ann was right, Nemo wiped his face gloomily—with his luck, he really shouldn't have done anything superfluous.

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