Stray

tened that all its feathers exploded.

“It’s all assumptions—” Nemo said to himself sternly, forcing his mind to cut off such thoughts.
“There’s no evidence.”

“Did you get what you wanted?” A sultry female voice sounded in the direction of the entrance of the room.
Nemo raised his head abruptly.
His contemplation had occupied all his attention that he didn’t even notice the arrival of the Bishop Hagen Ingram of the Abyssal Church.

“Don’t be surprise.” Hagen pulled away a chair opposite of Nemo, straightened her dress, and sat down neatly.
“I just confirmed with Lord Telaranea that you’re not this servant.”

She didn’t come alone.
Two strangely dressed knights stood silently on both sides of the small tea table.
They were dressed in dark matte armor.
He didn’t know what material their cloak was made out of but there was thin black smoke rolling from the irregular ends.

The Bishop of the Abyss made a gesture to the two knights who then took off the exquisite black veil.

Nemo blinked.

Her head was indeed multiple times larger than an average person, but her appearance was beautiful… If there was only one face on it.
About five beautiful faces were squeezed together on her head, even occupying the space of her scalp.
Five pair of eyes stared at Nemo at the same time.
If it had been at a normal time, Nemo’s tension level would assuredly double.

However, currently, Nemo had completely lost his nervousness.
He just stared straight at the other party with a wooden face.

“I’m not mistaken.
You’re really an interesting person.” Hagen raised her hand and a book that hadn’t had time to climb up the wall bumped into her palm.
Tender white fingers with bright red nails pinched the flesh of the book.
“These books have been… Who are you?”

Bagelmaurus quietly hid behind Nemo.

“Which one are you referring to?”

“If you can open these records related to the Demon King, you are most likely a demon warlock or higher.” She tilted her head.
This could be seen as a flirtatious move but given her appearance, it only exuded terror.
“And your deformation is too small and your movement while holding the staff is too jerky.
That’s not an issue that a powerful demon warlock will have.
Lord Bagelmaurus’ reaction to seeing you was also very interesting.
It’s not surprise, but fear.”

In the church that worships the Demon King, Nemo smiled bitterly in his heart as clouds of wistful thoughts rolled through his head.
He hoped that the Demon King had some unique mark or characteristic so that he and the Abyssal Church could give each other a satisfying answer.
Out of some strange state of mind, Nemo found he could never find his nervous state again.
He even thought the current situation was quite humorous.

At this moment, Nemo only had one exact thought left in his mind— She had noticed him and he had to deal with it.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have a way to explain this to Mr.
Virgil.

It may be that Nemo’s silence was misunderstood.
Hagen paused for a moment and then said again, “Since you didn’t enter your name, can I presume… you’re not here to cooperate with us?”

“I’m just here to find some information,” Nemo responded cautiously.
“I don’t want to attract extra attention.”

“Then you really chose a bad time.” Hagen put on her veil again and let out a sigh.
“Can we talk?”

“Please,” Nemo replied quickly, while carefully observing the opponent’s reaction.
Hagen should know that he’s a superior demon by now, but her attitude had not softened.
Rather, she seemed even more at ease.

“I have received many weird-tempered adults before,” she said politely.
“To be honest, I don’t want to interfere with your actions.
Even if you don’t pay attention to us, you’re a noble messenger from the Abyss.
However, the current situation is special… You may not know yet, but Aurora is coming, and you don’t want to meet him.”

Nemo rummaged through the name in his mind for a moment, and the first thing that came out was “Superior Demon Slayer” and “The Guardian of Order”.

“He will only appear at your new moon sacrifice,” Nemo said slowly, “but that’s still two weeks away.”

“But, I don’t know why… he’s already moving in this direction.
If our information is correct, he’ll arrive here in two days.”

“So you plan to sacrifice in advance?”

“To be precise, it’s not that ‘Aurora will only appear during the new moon sacrifice’, but ‘because he will appear that there is a new moon sacrifice’.
Now you know the situation.”

She crossed her fingers and rested it on the small tea table.
“Would you like to help us repel him, dear Lord?”

“What if I refuse?” an idea suddenly crossed Nemo’s mind as he replied in a deep voice, carefully showing a little momentum.

“Then please leave at once.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t plan to obey a demon warlock.”

“Then there’s no other way.” Hagen stood up and took two steps back and saluted.
“Pardon our rudeness.”

A complex magic array instantly appeared on the originally empty stone floor.
The magic array was specifically used to restrain superior demons, something that was freshly acquired in today’s harvest as Nemo recognized it instantly.
It could make any superior demon incapacitated for a short period of time.
Nemo quietly moved his finger from an angle hidden from Hagen’s view.
It obviously didn’t work on him.

But he pretended and didn’t move.

The two knights stood beside him as two pale bone swords crossed his chest in a cross shape.
The small white array floated along the bone sword.

“Erosion spell,” Hagen kindly explained.
“Please don’t move.
I think you know what this is… After all, it’s a once-in-three-hundred-year event.
Even if you’re a distinguished guest, we don’t want you to cause any trouble.”

The gray parrot shivered and stood on Nemo’s shoulder consciously.
Hagen glanced at it, and a few chuckles leaked from behind the black veil.

“I didn’t expect you to learn surface religion… You don’t have to pretend to be so polite,” Nemo said quietly as he tugged the corners of his mouth.
“If I remember correctly, whenever Aurora arrives, you will sacrifice a piece of flesh of a superior demon to the Demon King.”

“You’re going too far,” she replied with smile.
“A demon warlock also has the flesh of a superior demon in his body, so naturally we won’t attack you.
We’ve just wronged you temporarily.
Please don’t mind.”

“Bring our guests into the dungeon,” she ordered.
“Give him the best room.”

The author has something to say：

In fact, I know that at the beginning Ollie and Nemo have similar personalities.
In these two arcs, they are about to start to differentiate slowly._(:D”∠)_

People grows up after going through tribulations (?)!

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Bishop of the Abyss: Lock up this friend.

Nemo: Ummmmmm