Hearing Amyrius Levitt's statement rather than question, Bilt's forehead was immediately covered with a layer of cold sweat.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain himself, but in the end he knelt down on one knee with a thud, and trembled under the indescribable pressure and said:

"Admiral, Your Excellency Admiral, the homeless man died of a sudden illness, so I had to find a new adventurer who can change his appearance."

At this moment, Klein was not too nervous, because Admiral Amyrius Levitt had noticed him in the banquet hall, so there was no reason for him to recognize him as a Beyonder only now. He was willing to meet him instead of avoiding the risk directly, which meant that he didn't care too much about who Bilt had found.

Not worried at all? This is the confidence of a demigod, or maybe his extraordinary path can eliminate hidden dangers in advance... Klein raised his head with difficulty and cast his gaze towards the admiral who had turned around.

"Not bad." Amyrius Levitt commented expressionlessly.

He still looked at Bilt who was kneeling on one knee and said:

"Don't try to play tricks on me.

"Ordinary people and extraordinary people have different positions in this world, and as a practitioner of order, I can clearly confirm this."

As expected, just as described in the information, this admiral has a tendency to preach. I must remember this. This is a style that is completely different from my own and Gehrman Sparrow's... Klein looked away thoughtfully and cast his gaze to the ground, as if he could not bear the pressure.

Amyrius Levitt took a step forward:

"Deception is your first mistake, imprudence is your second.

"The homeless man who spent so much energy suddenly died, and then an adventurer who could change his appearance appeared in front of you. Don't you think this is too coincidental?"

Yeah, what a coincidence... Klein almost repeated the other party's question.

If he hadn't confirmed it in the gray fog, he would have suspected that he was being arranged by some mythical creature or a "level" seal.

Bilt's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and he suddenly realized it.

He found that because of fear and terror, he just wanted to grab the last lifebuoy and completely lost the caution brought by experience. He didn't even think about whether Gehrman Sparrow's appearance was too coincidental!

The first time he went to the Sweet Lemon bar, the homeless man suddenly died of a disease! The more Bilt thought about it, the more he felt that he had fallen into a carefully planned trap.

Amyrius Levitt saw Bilt's face changing repeatedly, with realization and regret, so he nodded slightly and said:

"My father, the late Lord Levitt, once taught me something.

“He said, forgive your men for their first mistake.

"Bilt, you should thank him for his kindness."

Bilt's tense spirit relaxed at once, and he felt inexplicably deeply moved.

He thought that Admiral Amyrius Levitt, who was closer to God than to man, would execute him on the spot as a warning to all the adventurers who secretly worked for him. Who knew that the other party would choose to forgive him.

"Your Excellency the Admiral, I, I..." Bilt was unable to finish his words for a moment.

Amyrius maintained a serious attitude and said in a deep voice:

"There is a second half to what you just said, which is 'severely punish them for the second mistake they make'. Bilt, do you know what to do next?"

Bilt, who was kneeling on one knee, straightened his back, clenched his right fist against his left chest and said:

"I am loyal to His Excellency the Admiral!"

Amyrius nodded and turned to look at Klein:

"May I have your name?"

That depends on which identity you are asking about... Klein complained in his heart and replied calmly:

"German Sparrow."

Amyrius Levitt suddenly remained silent for two seconds, and the atmosphere in the utility room seemed to freeze.

Just as Klein couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, Amyrius finally spoke:

"It's you."

Admiral, you sound as if you know me. I am just an ordinary military informant. I have only received the bounty from you, and I haven't had time to claim anything yet... Klein muttered to himself. The more he thought about it, the more he felt guilty.

Amyrius nodded and said to Bilt and Klein:

“Plans proceed as normal.

"But a contract needs to be signed."

Contract? Klein struggled to resist that kind of majesty and looked up at Amyrius.

Admiral Amyrius did not explain anything. He picked up the paper and pen that had been prepared long ago and placed on the windowsill and began to write.

Every time he put pen to paper, golden light seemed to burst out, and the scene was solemn and sacred, as if he was drafting a law.

Klein gradually narrowed his eyes, his vision began to blur, and he couldn't help but lower his head again.

After an unknown amount of time, Amyrius stopped writing, picked up the page, and said to Klein:

“Sign your name at the end.

“If you are not satisfied with the terms, you don’t have to sign.”

Do you think I dare or not? Klein muttered to himself, watching Bilt stand up, take the paper and pen, and pass it to him.

The terms on that piece of paper were very simple, with only a few clauses, which roughly restricted Gehrman Sparrow's behavior when he played Amyrius Levitt, including but not limited to not actively exposing problems, not using the admiral's status to do things that were detrimental to Amyrius himself, not having too close contact with Miss Cynthia, and so on.

I thought such a big shot wouldn't care too much about his mistress's chastity... This admiral is indeed a conservative man... But I'm not that kind of person... Klein hid his curiosity and asked as if he was discussing an academic issue:

"What if Miss Cynthia wants to have intimate contact with me?"

His subtext was that if he acted too distant and resistant, Cynthia would easily see through the problem and ask him how to strike the right balance.

“It doesn’t matter.” Amyrius said expressionlessly, “During the validity period of the contract, you will either have no desire to face her, or your body will lack the necessary ability.”

Is this possible? This contract is quite powerful... Apart from the contract with the creatures in the spirit world, this is the first time I have seen any other contract. Moreover, the former requires the use of the power of the underworld, but this contract only has two parties involved... Is this Admiral Amyrius's demigod-level extraordinary ability? The "Arbitrator" path? Klein glanced at the validity period and found that it was five days.

Was he confident that he would be back within five days, or was his current status only enough to keep the contract valid for five days? Klein read the terms again, picked up the pen, and wrote down Gehrman Sparrow's name.

As the last letter ended, he saw the words on the paper emit golden light one by one, converging into a brilliant brilliance.

Wrapped in the brilliant light, the paper quickly faded and disappeared, as if it had merged into the rules of the world.

The invisible, thin gray mist around him rippled gently, and Klein clearly felt that there were layers of restrictions on him that could not be described in words.

These limitations were quickly internalized and temporarily became a part of his spirit and body.

The gray fog can block external misfortune and luck to a certain extent, but it can’t block the contract I have signed... Also, if it can be blocked, the messenger’s contract will not take effect... Klein looked at Amyrius Levitt again with realization.

The admiral had restrained his dignity at this time, and turned his palm to reveal a dark golden talisman.

This talisman has symbolic symbols such as the "Sword of Judgment" and densely packed magic symbols on it. It is restrained and profound, giving people the feeling that it is a code.

"This is a high-level spell that I made using my own blood, the ancient code of the Fourth Epoch, and the royal family's 'level seal." Amyrius said calmly, "It's called the 'Ninth Law'. With a small amount of spiritual power, it can present a sense of majesty similar to mine. Even ordinary people can do this. Without it, it would be difficult for you to truly disguise me."

Indeed, the majesty I simulated was only on the surface. It was fine for fooling people normally, but it would be useless if I needed to intimidate one of my subordinates... Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

Amyrius continued:

“With your current strength, you should be able to withstand its use.

“By using it, you can assign necessary restrictions to the target, forcing him to endure extremely unfavorable conditions.

“This way, even if a demigod does come to test you, you can scare him away.

"If nothing unexpected happens and you don't need it, it will be yours afterwards.

"It's valid for one year."? Klein was stunned at first, and then he felt a strong sense of surprise.

Ever since he used up the advanced talisman made from the "mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun", he finally had another one.

Although this item has a limited shelf life and can only be used once, it has no negative effects. Of course, the harsh production conditions make it very scarce.

As expected of a demigod, he is much more generous than Bilt... Well, the price of bribing a homeless person and a pirate general-level adventurer is different... While thinking happily, Klein silently stretched out his hand and caught the high-level talisman called "Ninth Law".

Then he saw Amyrius unbuckle his belt.

After a brief silence, Klein controlled his embarrassment and took off his clothes without any expression.

Soon, he and Amyrius exchanged clothes and put on the dark blue, straight general's uniform.

After watching Amyrius and Bilt leave along a secluded path in the garden, Klein buttoned his clothes meticulously and turned to look at the glass window.

Against the backdrop of the deep black of the night and the crimson moonlight, the glass window was like a mirror, blurring Klein's current appearance:

Neatly combed black hair, deep blue eyes, slightly drooping mouth corners, beardless face, old-fashioned and serious temperament, and dark blue clothes with ribbons, medals and epaulettes.

Klein moved the corners of his mouth and muttered to himself silently:

"From now on, I am the admiral."

PS: I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve. By the way, I would like to recommend a book, "Don't Ascend" by Yang Ping'an, no, Wen Yanduijiu, a good work without any routine.