Chapter 507 A dream comes true?
"It's you!"
Bilt jumped up from his chair in surprise, his hands moving to his waist, but then relaxed again.
If the rumors were true, he would be powerless against Gehrman Sparrow.
Moreover, seeing the other party's not-so-serious expression, Bilt guessed something.
"Has the Admiral returned?"
He asked cautiously.
"We just exchanged identities," Klein answered truthfully without hiding anything. "He was satisfied with my performance and asked you to give me an extra 200 pounds. Also, is that magical item ready?"
Satisfied with your performance? Are you referring to the island-wide crackdown that has been ongoing since yesterday?
Bilt was about to ask back subconsciously, but then he thought, this guy shouldn't dare to forge Admiral Amyrius's order. Moreover, after causing such a big mess, Amyrius still let him go, which to some extent proved the admiral's attitude.
He returned to the table and pulled out a wad of banknotes and a cerulean cufflink from a safe.
"Five hundred pounds, plus a two hundred pound 'bonus'. This cufflink is made from the murloc's swim bladder. It grants you phantom scales covering your entire body and the ability to move freely. The side effect is that you become prone to dryness and thirst."
Klein took the money and magical items, counted them carefully, put them into the inner pocket of his windbreaker, put on the cufflinks to try them out, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, deal completed."
He maintained the composure of a crazy adventurer and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned back.
"That's right."
His words made Bilt, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, tense up all over.
"Are you acquiring Beyonder characteristics here?"
Klein took out the Beyonder attribute of "Madman" and waved it in front of the other party.
He didn't dare to communicate with spirits or use the characteristics of the believers of the "Mother Tree of Desire", so selling it was the best option.
"Is this... 'madman'?"
The knowledgeable Bilt recognized the characteristic sequence after a moment's hesitation and asked in surprise, and then his brain exploded.
This is the potion sequence of Follett Ken, the leader of the "Celestial Sect"!
Considering the actions of the entire island, doesn't he know where this Beyonder characteristic in front of him comes from?
This madman... He wouldn't mobilize the military and the police to treat the Nudist Sect as a cult just to steal this special feature, right?
Although his mind was full of thoughts, Bilt forced a flattering smile on his face.
"You, what's your price?"
He didn't want to become an extraordinary characteristic and appear in front of other people!
Soon, Klein reached an agreement with the leader of the Mutual Aid Society, who was known for his mutual assistance, and sold the Madman's extraordinary characteristics for 650 pounds.
Thus, in three days of commissions, Klein earned 1,850 pounds, plus the cost of making the cufflinks, the total was about 2,000 pounds.
As expected, dealing with a demigod means you can earn more... Klein collected the money with some satisfaction.
"Mr. Hermann," Bilt said again, seeing that he seemed about to leave. Perhaps because of the fate of the "madman" before him, his tone was much more respectful this time. "Can you tell me what happened in the past three days, mainly last night?"
"This is not something you should know."
Klein hadn't completely shaken off his role as "Amyrius." Even facing Hermann's face, a single phrase or a single glance frightened Bilt into silence. However, after a moment's thought, he still spoke up to remind him:
"Eliminate all of your followers who believe in the Celestial Cult, or hand them over to the Admiral."
"Yes, I understand!"
Bilt lowered his head and answered subconsciously, then realized that the person in front of him was not the demigod. But when he looked up, the other party had disappeared in the room, leaving only the door shaking gently.
"The Celestial Sect..."
He muttered to himself, and after a moment he rang a bell, summoning his men who were waiting on the first floor, and ordered:
"Call all the heads of bars and casinos to come to my place for a meeting!"
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Gently unlocking the suite's door, Klein pushed it open and slowly walked into the living room, closing the door behind him.
Turning back, his eyes froze and he found that Angel, who was lying on the sofa, had raised his head and was looking at him vigilantly.
"It's me."
He took the initiative to speak.
Otherwise, the invisible spider silk around me might tie me up...
Feeling the invisible spider silk covering the entire living room, invisible to the naked eye, Klein had the illusion of returning to the master bedroom of Amyrius's mansion. It was not until Angel stood up from the sofa and her body in the silk nightgown appeared warm and graceful in the moonlight that he breathed a sigh of relief at the familiar sight.
"Is the commission over?"
Angel asked softly, then noticed that the other person's body was a little stiff and his movements were hesitant. He chuckled softly, walked up to him, hugged him, and put his lips close to Klein's ear:
"Still thinking about that night?"
She was always particularly perceptive at times like this... Klein gave a wry smile and hugged Angel with his backhand.
He decided not to mention the possibility that the Mother Tree of Desire might be targeting the two of them for the time being, and instead closed his eyes and savored the tender moment.
During the three days he played the role of Amyrius, every time he returned to the villa, Cynthia would come to greet her "general" like this. Out of the code of the "Faceless Man", he also withdrew from his own thoughts and became a real admiral to accept the hug.
But only at this moment can he feel true tranquility and complete relaxation.
Amyrius must have felt the same way when facing Cynthia... His thoughts wandered, and he thought of the expression on Amyrius's face when he changed his identity and left tonight, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Thinking about someone else, huh?"
Suddenly, Angel's somewhat angry question came to my ear.
“I, I didn’t…”
Klein was a little speechless and retorted subconsciously, but he was too embarrassed to lie in front of the other party.
Thinking of Amyrius is also "thinking of others"...
"You wouldn't be interested in the scene last night, or those, those postures..."
Angel said this with a teasing tone, a blush spreading across his face as he thought of the scene of the naked guards and maids having a "deep conversation" beside the mutated Cynthia.
Prompted by her words, Klein couldn't help but think of the words "General, I want to have a child with you," and the panic he felt when he was pulled to his side by the other party's tentacles.
"No, of course not!"
He flatly denied it.
"So, that's the dream scene before that?"
Angel whispered softly as he moved closer to Klein's face, successfully painting Klein's face the same color.
That was caused by the power of the "Mother Tree of Desire"... A thought flashed through his mind, but he recalled the scene in his dream where he rejected various temptations but was finally defeated by "Angel".
Of course, in the dream, I still achieved a wish that I always wanted in reality but could never do...
Thinking of this, he recalled the various reactions that naturally emerged in his body after the beautiful dream that day.
"Oh."
Sensing the changes in Klein's body, Angel chuckled.
"Tonight, let your dream come true..."
She blushed and whispered, tightening her arms again to hold him in her arms.
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A few days of leisurely time passed on the island of Oravi. The two of them tried all the delicious food in the port city, visited the surrounding attractions, and even watched the sunset on Mount St. Draco outside the port at Elaine's recommendation. Finally, they waited for the maintenance of the "Redhead Girl" to be completed.
This sailboat encountered a pirate ship just after leaving the port. The sailboat with a broken main mast finally repaired all the damage and made all preparations for going to sea.
"Next time we encounter a pirate ship, we can completely bypass them with our excellent speed. Although this ship is not well armed, it is a newer ship with a shallow draft, so it is faster than most sailing ships."
Leaning against the railing at the bow, Klein watched the sailors struggling to pull up the rigging and lower the sails, criticizing their previous mistakes.
In his hand, he was playing with a white harmonica with a hint of yellow. It was a gift from Angel after they woke up on Monday at noon. Although Angel made various excuses, such as "celebrating your completion of a difficult commission" and "it's a special day", Klein could still guess that Angel was "apologizing" for his neglect over the past few days.
The surprise of receiving the gifts diluted their worries about being targeted by some evil god, and in their joy, they almost missed the Tarot meeting that afternoon.
Of course, if I'm not there, the Tarot Club will probably have to be "temporarily cancelled"... He muttered, looking at Angel beside him. The latter was leaning forward, lying on the side of the boat, looking at the sea below. The graceful curve of shoulders, back and hips made him almost unable to take his eyes off.
"But the pirate captain's bounty was a full 800 pounds, and there was still quite a bit left after repairing the ship. Look at them, each of them got a few pounds in bonus, and they're working much faster."
Angel, however, disagreed with Klein's assessment. She felt that she hesitated last time, which led to her swimming over after the pirate ship opened fire, beheading the captain and scaring off the other members.
Next time, once the black sails representing pirates appear on the sea surface, she will act decisively!
Looking at Angel who had fallen for the bounty, Klein shook his head helplessly. He felt that Angel was even crazier than this "crazy adventurer" himself. No wonder the bounty was as high as 18,000 pounds, almost catching up with the seven pirate generals.
"Set sail and get ready to sail!"
Not far away, Elaine's voice, both feminine and masculine, interrupted his thoughts. Klein looked over and saw the newly appointed captain, who owed Angel thousands of pounds, steering the ship, shouting loudly towards the rising sun, directing the sailors on their journey back to Bayam.
Today is Wednesday, and it has been more than a week since the "Redhead Lady" arrived at the Oravi Island. After two days and two nights of journey, ship maintenance, docking and leaving the port and other "training programs", the ship is about to return to its home port.
Klein's original plan was to stay on Oravi Island and look for acting opportunities, but after being targeted by the "Mother Tree of Desire" and the Celestial Cult, he had to either change his appearance and continue to stay here, or simply return to Bayam and continue digesting his potion in the "City of Generosity."
After successfully playing the role of Amyrius, he was just one step away from completely digesting the potion. After much deliberation, he decided to return with Angel instead of continuing to "live apart".
Smelling the faint fragrance coming from Angel's body beside him, he no longer had any doubts about his decision. Instead, he happily looked into the distance and happened to see a huge sailing battleship sailing out of the nearby military port.
That's Admiral Amyrius's flagship!
Klein narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. On the mast, he saw the logo of the Loen Navy and the pennant representing the flagship.
Below, Amyrius Levitt, dressed in a dark blue admiral's uniform, seemed to sense the presence of this partner with whom he had signed a contract only a few days ago and cast his gaze in that direction.
Seeing the "Red-haired Lady" dressed in red, about to set sail, and "German Sparrow" on the deck, wearing a windbreaker and a top hat, who seemed out of tune with the sailors, he nodded slightly as a greeting.
Then, his eyes passed from Angel beside Klein, lingered for a moment on her light golden hair blown by the wind, and then he withdrew his gaze, no longer having any attachment to the island.
"Let's go."
The demigod gave orders to his subordinates beside him.
Two "admirals", one real and one fake, and two sailboats, one large and one small, left the island of Oravi at the same time amid the low farewell salutes from the naval port.
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