Chapter 505 The General Returns

After discovering that the Mother Tree of Desire was targeting him, Klein's thoughts suddenly became much clearer.

The other party's plan was flawless, and because all the executors thought it was targeting "Amyrius", my excellent performance as the "Faceless Man" did not reveal any flaws, but instead became my own shackles. Even divination could not find the problem... He reflected on his experiences of the past few days, and a chill ran down his back under his general's uniform.

Before accepting this commission, Klein performed divination as usual above the gray fog to eliminate interference. He concluded that playing "Amyrius" would not pose any danger to him, so he happily came and earned a reward of 1,000 pounds.

Was the gray fog disturbed, and in a way I wasn't aware of? Or perhaps being a favored member of the Mother Tree of Desire wasn't considered dangerous?

The most important thing is that this matter was solved easily and without any damage by him and Angel?

Of course, part of the reason for this is that I am no longer as innocent as when I first came into this world. I wasn't tempted by Cynthia, and even ignored her in the dreams that were influenced by desire...

Angel's quick arrival and the blood of Anne in her hand made the pollution planned by the "Mother Tree of Desire" a joke.

Inferring from the results, the divination in the gray fog, "no danger," turned out to be correct. Aside from a minor injury to my shoulder and the loss of my precious "Ninth Law" talisman, I suffered no damage at all. It even enhanced my experience as the "Faceless Man"...

If there is some kind of interference, then...could Angel and I be "arranged" by someone again?

His mind was gradually filled with a paste called doubt. He could not come to a conclusion for the time being, but he did not want to make Follett Ken in front of him wait too long, so he said:

"Besides this recent incident, what other things have you done that violate the laws and customs of the kingdom?"

This sudden easing of the question made Follett stunned, and his originally panicked expression took on a hint of flattery.

The Admiral was no longer angry? He thought it wasn't worth it to go against the "Rose School" and the "Mother Tree of Desire" for a mistress?

He asked me if I had violated the law. Was he planning to make me his "black glove" and do the dirty work that he was not convenient to assign to the secretary?

Thinking he had escaped, Follett's mind began to become active and even his crushed spirit improved a little. He began to recount his crimes in recent years.

Because he was worried that "Amyrius" would think he was incompetent, he did not hide anything and even exaggerated a little.

How they executed renegade believers by skinning them alive and cutting off all protruding parts of their bodies; how they defiled many women under the pretext of the sect's philosophy of "liberating nature"; how they murdered entire families, even children, in order to seize their property...

As he narrated the story with exaggerated details, he was delighted to see a satisfied smile on the face of the admiral in front of him.

"That's enough."

Klein said with a smile, but his eyes were cold.

He stood up from behind the table and walked to Follett, who was still kneeling on the ground. He raised his left hand, and the palm of his black leather glove slowly cracked open, revealing a translucent giant mouth several times larger than his palm. The two rows of illusory teeth inside were like spikes from hell.

"ah……"

A short scream echoed in the study, but was blocked inside by the barrier set up by Lu Er'an and not a single sound could be heard.

Only after Creeping Hunger had its fill did Klein silently pick up the Beyonder attribute belonging to the Madman on the ground. He used the flame to burn the remaining pieces of clothing and set a paper figurine on fire, obliterating everything that had happened in the study. He then rang the bell, allowing the blond secretary waiting outside to lift the seal and enter the room.

"Order the naval base to cooperate with the police system in Olavy to eliminate all the 'Naturist Cult' cultists on the island. Ideally, we can capture the 'Rose School' members behind them."

Klein gave the order coldly, attributing the entire incident tonight to the conspiracy of the cultists.

He believed that this was the appropriate reaction for a superior who had just been plotted against and lost his beloved woman. As a demigod in the military, his reasons for cracking down on the local cult were also very legitimate.

Besides, it's in my own interest...

Thinking of this, he felt that the "Faceless Man" potion in his body and the behavior he was acting were once again in harmony, and he had partially digested it.

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Angel returned to her residence exhausted, took a quick shower, calmed her inner restlessness, changed into a light dress, and then completely relaxed, lying on the big sofa in the living room.

This time, they went to Admiral Amyrius's mansion and dealt with the general's contaminated mistress Cynthia. She did not suffer any substantial harm, but her spiritual power was almost exhausted and she urgently needed rest.

Therefore, when she found that the blonde secretary showed signs of waking up, she immediately left the scene in stealth, and by the way, removed the barrier formed by Anne's blood stimulation, so that no one in the entire building would be able to leave.

Anne...

She stretched out her right hand and looked at her palm. Unlike the teardrop-shaped mark that had formed after Mr. Fool dragged her into the Tarot Club, the sword-and-shield symbol that had appeared after using Annie's blood had now disappeared from the base of her palm. The skin scratched by the metal bottle had healed, but a few grayish-white marks could still be seen.

"The use of that drop of blood actually strengthened my connection with her?"

Gently stroking the spot where the symbol was hidden, feeling the slight itch on his skin, Angel let out a small smile, but it was quickly replaced by worry.

Klein still had to clean up the mess, waiting for the real Admiral Amyrius to return. So why would the so-called "Mother Tree of Desire" plot such a conspiracy during his days as a role model? Was it targeting Amyrius, or was it targeting Klein?

If I hadn't divined something unusual and rushed to the scene, he might not have been able to handle the crisis so easily. In other words, my divination saved him... But what kind of hidden power came from the strange scarlet and gray mist during the divination?

Afterwards, successful divination was clearly one of the keys to solving the problem. Does this mean that there is a force helping me, or perhaps guiding me to help Klein?

Angel was half-lying on the sofa, her mind full of thoughts. But like Klein, who was far away in the mansion halfway up the mountain and was pondering the intentions of the "Mother Tree of Desire", she did not reach a final conclusion. Instead, she quickly fell asleep under the crimson moonlight outside the window, gradually recovering her spiritual and physical strength in her dreams.

“Klein…”

Not knowing what she was dreaming about, she twisted her body and called out softly.

The moonlight was like a veil, covering her body.

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Klein stayed in Amyrius's villa for the entire next day and canceled all his original plans. The reason was ready: he had suffered minor injuries in the Celestial Cult's attack and was unable to travel.

This was the privilege of a demigod. Even if his brother, Austin, the governor of Oravi Island, was stripped of his official title for violating certain bottom lines, as long as Amyrius was not personally involved and did not commit a serious mistake, his behavior could be forgiven.

After all, in any organization, a young and strong demigod is the absolute backbone of the force.

The servants injured in last night's attack were quickly replaced, and new guards were added. The Storm Church's Punishers stationed on Oravi Island came and took away several unlucky ones who were truly contaminated. They will be evaluated after treatment to decide their next move.

"I hope the Mandated Punishers' methods aren't much more brutal than the Nighthawks..."

Klein sighed and looked at the garden below the study window. The number of guards and maids around was obviously smaller than the previous two days. This was the result of Lu Er'an's coordination with several parties and the temporary addition of manpower.

Compared to Klein, who was always busy, the blond secretary was extremely busy all day. As the admiral's secretary, he had to turn down all banquets and meetings for Klein and take care of everything in the villa. As a Beyonder, he had to coordinate with the Mandated Punishers and the military. Finally, as a soldier, he had to lead the team to attack the Celestial Cult and complete the orders of his superiors.

With the other party's careful arrangements, Klein was able to rest comfortably in the villa for a day, enjoying high-quality meals, browsing the admiral's collection of books, and listening to the continuous "victory reports" of the arrest operations. After nightfall, he took a nice bath and returned to his bedroom.

Of course, it was still the second bedroom farthest from the master bedroom. The master bedroom was turned into ruins by Cynthia, and it was impossible to live there in the short term. He also had a great shadow on the place.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that Klein was awakened from a normal dream. He subconsciously looked around and listened for any sounds outside the door. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found nothing unusual.

No, there is indeed someone... His spirit became alert and he looked towards the door. A middle-aged man appeared there at some point.

Klein got out of bed and walked to the door. He found that the person on the other side was Amyrius, who had been away for three days. He was wearing the same windbreaker and shirt he had worn when he left, and looked at him seriously.

"I'm back."

The admiral said in a deep voice. He went straight to his home when he returned to Oravi Island and came to this bedroom. Before he had time to check the situation at home, the sudden decrease in the number of people in the villa still made him smell something wrong, and his tone was a little serious.

"What items did you leave behind before you left?"

Klein confirmed cautiously.

"A 'Ninth Law' charm, made with my blood."

After answering with some impatience, Amyrius took a few steps closer, exposing his face to the moonlight outside the window, and asked:

"Lü Er'an is not in the villa, and there are fewer guards and maids. What happened in the past few days?"

Taking a deep breath, Klein looked directly into the other person's blue eyes and reported item by item:

"Your secretary was slightly injured, but it's not serious. He's still out there working all night to arrest the 'Naturist Cult'."

"Many of the villa's guards and maids were injured, some even contaminated, and are receiving treatment at the church."

"Your brother, Governor Austin, has been dismissed from his post and has left Oravi Island and returned to Backlund. The new Governor's inauguration banquet should have just concluded."

"Your Miss Cynthia was contaminated by the 'Mother Tree of Desire' and turned into a monster. Fortunately, I discovered her and have resolved the issue."

"Your master bedroom is a complete wreck. Of course, it should cost a lot less to repair than the bathhouse at the naval base."

With each word Klein spoke, Amyrius' serious and old-fashioned expression gradually turned into astonishment.

Is this really Olavin Island, and is it my villa?

I've only been away for three days, how come it feels like I've arrived in another world?