260 The Reach

Sometimes the Demis pushed too far with their questions. Whenever that would happen, Olpi would step back and her face would flush red. The Demis then shushed each other and laughed. The cycle repeated several times as the first years, Demis, and instructors all made their way to the stairwell.

'Interested?' Larque asked.

'How can I not be?' Cerlius thought. 'She's just a servant but she's got numerous friends, looks hard working, and seems knowledgeable.'

'By the God of Evil…' Larque said, astonished. Even though Cerlius couldn't see the demon, he could tell that his eyes had gone wide. 'I honestly expected a rejection given your past, or your pasts as I should say, but you are surprisingly direct with romantic advances.'

'Romantic advances?' Cerlius almost laughed out loud. 'No. I mean that she's an asset that knows the ins and outs of the academy. We could use her in our plans.' He could have sworn that the demon clicked his tongue.