Vermouth looked around at her eyes that lit up slightly in the dark:

"Start with you, one by one, count clockwise."

“1。” The first black-robed cultist counted.

“2。” The second black-robed cultist reported the number.

“3。” Wind chimes in black robes tell the count.

“4。” The third black-robed cultist reported the number.

“5。” The fourth black-robed cultist reported the number.

5 people? Vermes frowned slightly, as if vaguely sensing something was wrong.

Wasn't he going to meet with 4 cultists?

Oh yes, I almost forgot, he's one himself.

1+4=5。

So there were 5 people in the meeting.

Then the number of people who report to him should be 5 people!

The above inference is very logical. Surely it is not influenced by some mental suggestion that distorts cognition.

5 people and 1 ghost are crammed into a small men's toilet cubicle.

The stench wafts through the darkness, and it's slightly crowded.

Fortunately, ghosts don't take up space, otherwise it would definitely be more crowded.

"The space is already locked off." Vermouth asked another cultist.

"The blockade is over." In the darkness, the cultist was holding a metal orb, which was his magic weapon.

Different magic instruments have different functions, such as this metal magic orb that can block the surrounding space, prevent others from eavesdropping, and use supernatural means to detect and detect.

"Good!" Vermouth praised, "As long as no one is in our mix, no one can eavesdrop on what our meetings are about." ”

Wind Chimes agreed:

"yes, yes, it's hidden! No matter what we talk about, no one will know except the six of us. ”

6 pcs? Vermouth frowned, as if she had noticed something wrong.

He thought hard for a moment. If there are 5 people who report to him, then add himself and it will be 6 people.

Well, that's right!

Vermouth belongs to the quasi-high-level, obviously with the highest status among the six members, but there is no qualitative gap with other members. He cleared his throat and said:

"Alright, let's begin today's regular secret meeting of the Chaos Red Order. Do you have any questions before the formal meeting? ”

A cultist raised his hand and asked:

"I have a problem, we are cultists who make deals with demons, and many of us have contracts with demons.

"But I don't know why, I always subconsciously feel that the devil is chaotic and evil, and the devil is the orderly evil.

"Shouldn't we make a deal with the devil and make a contract?"

The darkness fell silent for a long time.

Immediately, there was a sound of complaining.

"This is the setting of Dungeons & Dragons, right?"

"Don't bring the board game premise to life."

"Play DND play!"

Vermouth had long been accustomed to the unreliability of her colleagues, covered her face, and interrupted the topic:

"Any other questions? If not, let's officially start the meeting. ”

……

Outside the toilet where the cultists gathered, and even outside the entire school building, in the quiet darkness of the night, another building, the rooftop of the Astronomical Building.

Russell sat on a wooden chair, bathed in the cool night breeze and half-squinted, eavesdropping on the party through the shared sight and sound of wind chimes 180 meters away.

Sharing senses and psychic communication, relying on the connection between psychics and driven spirits, plus the wind chimes are still his contract spirits, there is an additional layer of contract connection compared to ordinary ghosts. This is not detected from the outside world, and will not be completely shielded by the space blockade in the restroom cubicle.

Unfortunately, that layer of blockade enchantment still affected the signal somewhat.

"Zizi Zi ......"

Russell's fingers pressed against his temples, turning to regulate the signals of telepathic communication, keeping communication with the contract spirit wind chimes unimpeded.

……

In the darkness that fills the stench.

Vermouth cleared her throat:

"How's everyone's downline going?"

Several cultists have reported on their recent development in the academy, some have achieved certain results, and some have made no progress.

These downlines are all students in the academy, and because of various encounters, they have become the target of the development of demon believers. These downline students formed the Chaos Red Order's open-faced association in the academy - the Wonton Society.

Wind Chimes followed the other cultists and reported:

"Not long ago, I developed a student who has the potential to become a demon believer. But he has a big shortcoming, that is, he is logical, and he likes to open his eyes and talk nonsense, and talk nonsense seriously. ”

In the psychic communication, Wind Chime remembered that Russell was also listening to her, and quickly reported back to Russell: "You see I'm smart, just make up a person who doesn't exist." ”

Russell's face was indifferent, and he praised perfunctorily: "Ah, you are really smart." Describe a person who doesn't exist, and act so similarly. ”

In the toilet, Vermouth endured the sultry air and patiently listened to the summary of her colleagues.

"Alas, the quality of your downline development is average." He shook his head.

Speaking of which, Vermouth shows full pride:

"It's going well on my side. Not long ago, I teamed up with the Nocturne Priest and tapped a seedling with special potential. He is simply a natural demon priest, a demon in human skin!

"I think he will definitely officially join our Chaos Red Order in a few months, and he will definitely become an outstanding red-clothed priest in the future, and his future is limitless!

"I'll show you when I have time."

Wind Chimes heard this important information and quickly contacted Russell in the psychic communication:

"Russell Russell, it sounds like the demon believers have developed an extremely dangerous student as an underline. Is there any need to dig into this. ”

"No need," Russell replied calmly, "Vermouth is talking about me." ”

"Oh."

At the same time, the process of the cultists' meeting was in full swing.

After half an hour of boring and inexplicable unfolding, nonsense and worthless rambling, the meeting finally got to the point.

Vermouth revealed a powerful news:

"Attention everyone! It has been determined above, the seal of the Demon King is definitely in the academy! According to the plan, if we work hard undercover for a while, we will be able to successfully find and break the seal and release the Demon King. When the time comes, the whole world will surrender to us. ”

The legendary Demon King is really sealed in the Academy! Russell listened to this important news, and his half-squinted eyes suddenly opened.

Wind Chimes scratched his head and addressed Russell in a psychic communication:

"Are the demon believers mistaken? You asked Professor Black Amber, and she said that the Demon King was not sealed in the Academy. ”

Russell was silent.

Vermouth is getting more and more excited:

"According to the information we know, the seal of the Demon King, hidden in a hidden location within the Academy, is guarded by 3 monsters - the dragon, the hydra, and the sphinx!"

(End of chapter)