"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 your original plan was to steal the gems from the remnant fire, so that the Pope would misunderstand us as a group of thieves." Adrian raised his voice so that Oliver could 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 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 found the problem and joined the questioner, but his eyes were a little off at Jesse.

"One by one, even I don't have two mouths." Jesse yawned, "The staff is still well placed in Clement's Cathedral, the suspicious group is seriously ill The guy in the sect can't find anything. As for the Pope of the Rudd... Well, of course I have to go on a mission. And I won't go by myself, you have to come with me."

Nemo, who was playing with Little Spider while listening, shuddered and almost crushed Little Spider. And the grey parrot was leaning on Nemo's shoulder, and its two small eyes turned with the little spider's movements.

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, now you care? Why can't you treat me like this? My hair is much thicker than that old bald man!" hinted.

Hearing this disrespectful name, the knight commander gave Jesse a cold look, and the latter turned his eyes away aggrieved.

"No, you know why. Ollie just finished explaining, didn't he? Alban is going to be a mess, we shouldn't stay for long." Nemo rubbed the nearly stabbed spider, trying to calm it down Emotions.

"I don't think the Pope would be so enthusiastic about keeping us here for a few more days. Alban is going to be in a mess, and he'll definitely return to the Holy Land soon to keep himself upright and save trouble. Your excuses are totally unconvincing Seriously, you don't want that 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." Jay West spread out.

"I...I want to get the staff back, of course, but Godwin himself said he wouldn't cover Ollie. As Mr. Cross mentioned, the Pope will surely get it soon. Knowing what happened in the labyrinth, there is no way we can hide it. I am grateful that you met the Pope in my place and helped me hide the things about Signpost. But danger is danger, and Ollie's condition is still—"

"Pope Dawn Quinn, Ladd, I've read this man recently. Trust me, this trip won't do us any real harm." Jesse added "me" pronunciation of the word.

Nimo was silent.

Oliver looked at Nemo, then Jesse, and finally back to Nemo. After a few back and forth glances, his voice had a feeling of sleeplessness 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 attacked by the mercenary guild and Other organizations focus on it, and it is more appropriate to keep a low profile for a while.”

"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. Everyone can take advantage of Find a quiet place to rest during this time. Bring the communication crystal, and I will contact you when we gather again... How about it?" The information obtained from Clement Academy makes the truth of the past even more confusing, but this is Lopez. The entanglement between the family and the Demon King, they are not lacking in combat power, 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 Baglmore, who was still staring at the little spider, the eyes of the rest of the members focused on the female warrior at the same time.

Jessie raised her eyebrows and straightened her spotless collar: "Huh?"

"You've been using 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 methods." Ann's tone was very serious, "I thought For divination, you can make a price. You don't need to be very specific, it's good to have a level of 'yes' or 'no'."

"Oh - you may not be able to afford it. But yes, it's free this time. After all you've seen this once, you won't make such silly requests again. Watching the divination process is no fun at all. ." Jesse stretched and emphasized, stepping on the soft and gray inner wall of the space tunnel with one foot. "Ask your question, lovely Miss Savage."

"Will Gallagher Salt win?"

Nimo looked at Ann a little surprised, 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 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 knows are flashing rapidly in the air, and strange graphics change 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 smashed it into pieces, and the tiny golden glitter 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 is right, Oliver thought numbly, they don't understand the divination process of this "diver" 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 see 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. Confirmed. With you hanging in front of him, 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.

Ann nodded gratefully at him, then turned to Jesse: "Thank you too, Dylan. You gave me more information than I needed, and I hope the price of this prophecy won't You are too weak."

Jessie 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, sighed, and hugged him by 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.

Jessie: "…"

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?"

"I see." Nemo's face was still a little serious, "That can't be called magic at all."

"How?"

"That's just a simple calculation. Putting together the behavioral characteristics and past experiences of all life in Alban, plus all the information about the environment, calculates all the possibilities. He calculates Very meticulous, and putting aside all the inconsequential variables, the final answer is that one."

"Oh." Oliver replied, a little confused, "but you don't look good, did you see some bad information?"

"If Gallagher Salt wins, and a new king is to be established, he will have to support the only remaining member of the royal family - Princess Delia, who has not yet reached adulthood. New Queen of Albans It's all Delia Alastair anyway, 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 He died at the age of eleven."

"I remember it, the bards always talked about it in those years. Annabelle and Andrea, twin princesses." Oliver scratched his hair, "they said His Royal Highness Annabelle The name of her daughter 'Delia' is to commemorate her twin sister who died prematurely. Her Royal Highness Andrea is still alive? ... It's been more than 20 years."

"Yeah, it's a little ridiculous, the emperor at that time even held a funeral." Nemo rubbed his chin, "I know they are because, uh, they were called 'Albans at the time. "The Nightingale", many people 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? After all, the underage queen is really... Those old nobles will definitely not compromise. Marshal Gallagher must also consider to this point."

"I don't know, but this war is not something we can intervene. Ann's condition is not right. Let's see what's going on on her side." Nemo put the little spider on Oliver's On the shoulder, let it get familiar with the breath of the other party. 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, when they first met Dylan, the guy seemed to say something like that. Ann almost beat him.

etc.

Nemo 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 as he intends to further divergent thinking, the end has come.

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 the air in the forest 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," said Godwin staunchly. "Now that we've identified that there may be a problem at the academy, bylaws we need to take the lead in ensuring the safety of hostages and employers. Now the horizon will be to confirm the The situation at the Royal Military Academy of Leimen has no time to consider 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 covered Oliver's shoulder with the unusual looking little spider.

Godwin's face contorted 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!" Although the man hadn't gone far, Oliver still double circled his mouth and shouted vigorously.

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...well, get ready..."

"It's a pity though."

"What a pity?"

"We didn't stay in the labyrinth very 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 The 'Paluru Elephant', Nemo? Dad had to tell me dozens of stories about it, and it's very true. I've been curious for years, but I haven't seen any information on 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 party 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 is only one small difference - this time when the Horizon mercenaries are having a good time around the barbecue, their captain joins them for the first time and calmly orders himself Caramel Apple Tart.