Vol 2 Chapter 255: Small talk of the crew of the mist

When Nikita came out of the captain's room, there was still a trace of sorrow on his face.
Although Captain Mist spoke highly of the snacks she made, the banshee didn't want to be a cook. She wanted to go ashore, fight to fight, and get ahead among young monsters.
As she did in the first university a long time ago.
However, the captain's order cannot be violated.
She can only go back to the back cabin obediently, staying in the small and dark kitchen, preparing dinner for the five-headed demon remaining on the ship.
Harry hung behind her, like a pug, almost wagging his tail happily.
"Excuse me!" The banshee turned around angrily, staring at the guy in the pink polo shirt in front of him, and said angrily: "Don't always follow me... lest I accidentally stuff you into the stove. Firewood."
"Na, na, do you have any new news to share with us..." Harry rubbed his hands, his face was filled with enthusiasm, and his tone was full of flattery: "We all know that in the mist, except for the captain, it's your news. The most informed."
This compliment was just right, and the banshee raised her chin, feeling very helpful.
"There is no big news," she slapped the dinner plate into the male demon's hand, pretending to say casually: "It's just a butterfly flying from the first university, bringing some new news."
"Butterfly?" The blond Ryan jumped off the mast and jumped to the upper edge of the cabin, holding his arms, and drooping his two hairy legs, looking very curious: "What butterfly? Where did the butterfly come from?"
"From the first university, 2.5-dimensional butterfly, have you heard of it!" Nikita emphasized in a contemptuous tone: "It is a form between two-dimensional creatures and three-dimensional creatures... I don't understand."
It must be admitted that the last sentence of the banshee is very pertinent.
The two hairy little monsters on the Mist really didn't understand such difficult words as Wei-A-Tai.
But they can always grasp the core of this matter with their beastly intuition.
"From the first university?" Ryan glanced suspiciously at the banshee: "I thought that when you escaped from the special plane, the first university had no eyes for us."
"Yes, yes." Harry was holding "Ms. Dodo" in his hand, fanning the banshee, and curiously said: "I remember the last time you blew... No, I said it, now in school. The thing is that the man from the big wine barrel on the Poseidon...When did we send someone in again?"
Nikita was speechless immediately.
The so-called black under the lights is nothing more than this-when no one reminds them, many people will turn a blind eye to and hear what is happening in front of them.
But this shadow will eventually distort with the shift of the light overhead.
When you change the angle, you can easily find the anomaly.
"I don't know..." the banshee murmured, curling her fingers around her hair, tangling it round and round.
"No wonder you are still alive." The blonde Ryan seemed to finally understand something, his scarlet eyes flickering, and a stunned expression appeared on his face: "I have been curious...why can you survive the captain's room when you messed up the mission? Come out and become our companion."
"Because I brought back very important news!" Nikita hummed slightly unconvinced.
"News?! Aha..." The blond male demon seemed to have heard something interesting, and sneered: "I have a hundred ways to do the same. Pick out what you want from your dying head. News...how many ways do you think the captain has."
The banshee sniffed and did not speak.
"The most important thing is," Ryan still seemed to be dissatisfied, and he hummed gloomily as he approached the witch's ears, "The rules of the Mist are very simple. In the captain's concept, there are only success and destruction... not successfully completed the captain. Mission, why do you think you survived?"
Nikita finally showed a look of anxiety.
The sea breeze passed, and she tightened her robes.
The weather seems to be getting colder.
"Okay, okay, don't frighten our beautiful new crew!" Harry suddenly pushed Ryan away and quacked and said, "I haven't finished the question just now... What did the butterfly that doesn't matter how many dimensions did? News back?"
"There is not much news." Nikita replied in a low voice, "Just say that the Umbil League has recently sent an investigation team into the school. It seems that the leader of the investigation team has patted the table at the joint professors meeting... and, Yue The office of the Lower Council in Beta Town has been coming and going recently and it seems to be doing something."
"I always think those nobles under the moon should be with us." Ryan squeezed his chin and shook his head repeatedly: "But I don't know why the wizard was dragged to the other side..."
"Because we are weak, we were crushed and beaten by the Wizarding Alliance." Harry unceremoniously opened the scars: "If we have a hundred big monsters, wouldn't we walk sideways in this world?! Where do we need to hide from the east? drift."
Ryan squinted his eyes, but did not refute in the end.
"Oh, by the way, the first university seems to be relatively tight lately. Even the recurrence of silence this year earlier, they just sent teaching assistants to deal with the school workers..."
Harry and Ryan glanced at each other, their faces showed meaningful expressions.
"The last thing about the school opening ceremony... That butterfly even recorded the old undead speech." Nikita pulled her fingers and muttered: "The dead old man once again promoted tolerance and harmony at the school opening ceremony. ...He was talking about this when I first entered school, and it has been nothing new until now."
"Living for a long time, it's like a piece of bone that has been dried up. Although there is still a bit of lingering fragrance, it can't change the fact that it is nutritious." Harry hugged his arm and said something very philosophical.
This surprised the banshee.
She never knew that this male demon, who didn't know how to adjust, had such a deep side.
However, this depth is like a tornado, coming fast and going fast.
"I remember you said before," Harry suddenly bowed his waist, looked around sneakily, and asked in a low voice: "I remember you said, the captain guessed that the old and undead guy from the First University has been gone for a long time. ...Have been out of school all these years?"
"I do have this kind of thought." The banshee continued to wrap her fingertips around her hair and answered very honestly.
"But," Ryan looked a little confused: "You just said he spoke at the opening ceremony?!"
"Idiot!" Harry stomped his feet cursingly, his expression a little restless: "I have a hundred kinds of black magic that can simulate your mental fluctuations... Moreover, it is the first university, and dozens of great wizards come every day. The first university to come and go!"
"You mean..." Ryan was a little surprised.
"I didn't say anything!" Harry suddenly squatted down, then stood up again, and walked around a broken plank along the edge of the deck: "But, maybe, this is an opportunity..."
"What opportunity?" The banshee finally got some interest.
"The one you have been looking forward to...the opportunity to leave the kitchen~EbookFREE.me~ Harry stopped, with a serious expression: "There is also an opportunity for us... to go further. "
A red light flashed in Ryan's eyes.
"What do you think, the captain recently met with those three old guys, for what?" A meaningful smile appeared on Harry's face: "I also know that he wrote to Big Brother Barton and the others... Do you think the captain called What are his battle captains for?"
"What does he want to do?" Ryan, who had always been aggressive, now looked a little uneasy: "I remember that we have an agreement with the Umbil League..."
"If the first university can disappear, then this agreement will naturally not exist." The demon wearing a pink polo shirt patted his companion's shoulder carelessly, turned his head to look at the banshee next to him, turned his upper and lower lips, revealing his mouth full Sharp teeth: "I can't contain the urge in my heart... I want to rush into the college and enjoy the sweet flesh and blood."
Nikita did not speak.
There was a certain desire rolling between her blood-red eyes, and her whole body trembled with excitement.
"I want to go too..." she snorted.
"Don't worry!" Harry hugged his arms with a smug look on his face: "Big Brother Barton covers me very much... I will help you fix the blood cloth..."
"I don't know what you are trying to fix." A slow voice suddenly sounded behind a few young demons, and the one-legged old man holding a dead wind lamp chuckles and slowly walks past the little guys, unkindly. Hey said: "But I know, you must live to that time... the captain let the sail five minutes ago... so do it yourself."
Harry and Ryan's faces suddenly turned pale.
Nikita stood on tiptoe and slipped cautiously towards the kitchen.
For the first time, she loved her work on the ship so much.