Chapter 141: The First Night



After touching the Ninth Law charm in his pocket, Klein adjusted his height and appearance details, making him no different from Admiral Amyrius Levitt.

He left from another door of the utility room and walked along the quiet corridor towards the main building of the Governor's Palace.

Along the way, waiters and maids occasionally passed by, but no one dared to look directly at Klein. As soon as they saw the admiral's uniform, they retreated to the sides and bowed their heads in greeting.

Anyone of similar height wearing this outfit could probably sneak into the banquet hall... I have to say, sometimes, it's easier to play a big shot than an ordinary person... Klein looked straight ahead, maintaining a serious demeanor, and walked toward the black stone-brick aisle at a moderate pace.

A melodious and beautiful tune could be heard faintly, and the elegant wall lamps on both sides were burning gas, lighting up the dark environment.

As Klein approached a lounge, he saw the door open and a middle-aged man walked out as if he had been waiting.

This man had black hair and blue eyes, and his facial features were about 50% similar to Amyrius, except that his forehead was higher, his eye bags were slightly swollen, and the corners of his mouth had not yet drooped.

He was none other than Amyrius Levitt's younger brother, Austin Levitt.

This gentleman once served in the navy, and was promoted to the rank of colonel thanks to his contributions in the colonies of the southern continent. Later, he became disgusted with military life, and due to political considerations, he accepted the commission and became governor.

During the five or six years he was in Oravi, because he valued the location and resources of the island, he pushed the Levitt family to acquire a large number of properties and estates locally, and he himself took the opportunity to own a large amount of land.

This is not to say that it was obtained entirely by power. The Austin and Levitt families paid enough money and even borrowed money from the bank. They did not seize the land that originally belonged to the Feysac people at a very low price like they did on the east coast of Balam.

Of course, if he was not Governor Oravi and his brother was not the supreme naval commander of the Central Sonia Sea, it would not be so easy for the Levitt family to convince their targets to sell their prime fields or estates.

The test has come... Klein calmly moved closer and stopped in front of Auston Levitt.

Austin glanced around and said in a low voice:

"How are you thinking about that?"

What is it... Klein was confused at first, but then he remembered a paragraph in the file - "If Auston requests a confidential conversation, or directly asks for the answer to something, tell him and give him the answer when you leave Aolawei."

As expected, this is what Amyrius expected. I just need to pay attention to my attitude and tone. Well, and the unique words and pronunciation of the Loen nobles... Klein nodded slightly and said seriously:

“Wait a few more days.

"I'll tell you the answer when I leave Oravi."

Auston did not suspect anything and laughed softly:

"You seem to be waiting for something to give you the power to make a decision."

The thing that forced Admiral Amyrius to act alone? Klein's heart moved, and he spoke in the familiar tone of a superior:

"Put aside your speculations."

After saying this, he turned from stillness, took a step forward, and walked towards the banquet hall.

Auston Levitt stared at his brother's back, his expression gradually turning cold, and he shook his head slightly.

After entering the banquet hall, Klein looked around and walked towards the long table where the food was placed. He stopped from time to time to exchange a few words with those who approached him.

During this process, he found that he didn't need to understand the topic brought up by the conversationalist at all. Just nodding occasionally could keep the conversation going in a harmonious and pleasant atmosphere until the end.

As expected, the identity of a big shot made some aspects of the role easier, but correspondingly, other things became difficult... Klein broke through many "obstacles" and finally arrived at the long table.

He picked up a plate at random and told himself that Admiral Amyrius liked fish, beef, and lobster, but hated chicken and goose, so he avoided roast chicken, Backlund-style roast goose, and other foods, and instead chose steak, fried dragon bone fish, and baked Oravi lobster with cream cheese.

Because the metal containers were either covered with asbestos, had red-hot coals placed underneath, or had containers filled with hot water, the food remained sufficiently warm. When Klein took his first bite, he was almost so moved that his personality collapsed.

He tried hard to maintain the image of Admiral Amyrius, holding a tray and talking to various people such as the port city councilors and naval agents, listening to their words very carefully and stuffing some food into his mouth from time to time.

He noticed that a young man in a tuxedo was following him not far away.

The other person had neatly combed blond hair, a slightly high hairline, light blue eyes, a delicate face, and a gentle manner.

Consistent with the photo, Amyrius’ secretary, Lueran… Klein controlled himself and didn’t look at the other person. He filled his stomach completely before the banquet ended.

After leaving the Governor's Mansion, Klein got on the carriage protected by the General's Guards and sat next to the wine cabinet.

The blonde secretary Lu Er'an followed him in, her leather boots stepping on the thick and soft carpet, and she moved silently to the opposite side of Klein.

He sat down, but only a third of his butt was touching the seat.

The carriage started moving, and Lueran took out a stack of documents from the black briefcase he was carrying:

"Your Excellency Admiral, this is the summary account submitted by the Oravi Naval Base for 1349."

Klein took it and flipped through a few pages.

What? A roll of toilet paper costs 1 pound? The bathroom at the naval base was renovated 20 times in one year? Klein only did a rough calculation and found all kinds of absurdities.

Isn't this accounting method too crude? I can even teach them a course on how to claim reimbursements... Klein seriously considered what attitude he should show.

——In his opinion, the biggest difficulty in disguising Amyrius is hiding it from Lyrian.

This is not to say that Governor Austin and Miss Cynthia are not as familiar with Admiral Amyrius as the secretary, but Austin, as a younger brother, even if he finds something wrong, he may help his brother conceal it after getting a hint. Similarly, as a mistress, Cynthia is dependent on the admiral and has a tendency to help cover up.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that Cynthia is a spy or is being used by a spy, but she is not as dangerous as Lu Er'an, who is the supervisor himself.

No problem can be exposed... What would Admiral Amyrius' attitude be when facing such a report? Would he fly into a rage, or pretend to fly into a rage? No, the people at the Oravi Naval Base would not be so bold as to directly submit such a report with obvious problems and treat Admiral Amyrius as a blind man. They must have a certain degree of confidence and tacit understanding... Because there was no similar situation in the data, Klein could only make a judgment based on his own experience.

And he could confirm one thing, that is, the report from the Oravi Naval Base was either something that Admiral Amyrius had not expected, or he thought it was not the focus, but a simple schedule that could be dealt with casually.

No matter which possibility it is, he can deal with it with the usual attitude of a superior, that is, not to express his opinion... Klein closed the file and handed it back to the blond secretary Lu Er'an, saying expressionlessly:

"Put it on my desk."

The subtext of this sentence is "I'll take a closer look", and it can have different meanings depending on the position of the interpreter:

If the attack on the Oravi Naval Base was a surprise attack, then it means that the Admiral is somewhat dissatisfied and awaits an explanation.

If this was something that both parties had a tacit understanding about, it meant that Admiral Amyrius hoped to gain greater benefits. As for whether this would offend anyone, Klein didn't care at all. After all, he would no longer be Amyrius Levitt in a few days. He believed that the true demigod had plenty of ways to suppress the anger of his subordinates.

In addition, he was extremely grateful that Amyrius was not a demigod of the Church of the Storm. Otherwise, at this time, he would have to consider whether to nod his head and approve the report directly, or angrily throw the documents back and throw a few people into the sea to feed the fish.

"Yes, Your Excellency." The blond secretary Lu Er kept his expression unchanged and stuffed the documents back into the black briefcase as if he had expected it.

On the rest of the journey, Klein followed Amyrius Levitt's habit and leaned back against the wall of the compartment with his eyes half closed, as if he was thinking about something. However, he was not thinking about anything.

Lu Er'an remained silent and never spoke rashly.

The iron-black gas street lamps as tall as a person swept quickly backwards. The carriage drove to the vicinity of the naval base and turned into a house with a garden and lawn.

As soon as Klein walked up the stairs, a butler opened the door and servants stood respectfully on both sides.

The living room of this house is decorated very elegantly, with landscape paintings hanging on the wall, plaster statues, simple vases and other items placed on the wall. A light but long-lasting fragrance lingers in the air, seeping into the heart and lungs.

Klein, who should have been relaxed, tensed up instead when he saw a beautiful lady in a home dress coming towards him.

She was probably in her early twenties, with shiny golden hair and blue eyes that seemed to have a hidden glow. She was full of feminine beauty while still retaining a bit of girlishness. She was Cynthia, the mistress of Admiral Amyrius.

Klein suppressed his inner uneasiness, put a smile on Amyrius' serious face, and then opened his arms.

Cynthia threw herself into his arms, stood on tiptoe, and smiled softly with her cheek touching his:

"General, I've already boiled some hot water for you and put it in the bathtub."

Someone has been assigned to keep an eye on when the dinner will end... Being a mistress isn't an easy thing... Amyrius really likes taking a hot bath, to relax and think... In order not to notice the two of them with their cheeks pressed together, Klein let his imagination run wild.

As a man with normal sexual orientation, he should have enjoyed this closeness with the beautiful opposite sex a little while feeling embarrassed. However, the temporary contract did not give him any extra impulse, so he was left with only discomfort.

“Very good.” Klein praised, and gently pushed Cynthia away with his hands, feeling as if he had nowhere to put them.

Knowing that the Admiral didn't like being intimate in front of the servants, Cynthia stepped aside and led Klein up to the second floor, into the bathroom, and prepared a bathrobe.

After doing all this, Cynthia told the servants not to come upstairs until they heard the bell, then returned to her bedroom, took off all her clothes, and put on a pure silk nightgown.

The collar of the nightgown was open wide, revealing an alluring whiteness, and in the ravine hung a strange necklace pendant, which looked like a black rhino horn shrunk to the length of a finger knuckle.

Cynthia took off the necklace, stuffed it under the pillow, then left the bedroom shyly and hesitantly, walked to the bathroom where the admiral was taking a bath, and mustered up the courage to turn the handle.

Click! Her hand paused and she realized that the bathroom door had been locked at some point.

Cynthia twisted it twice instinctively with a confused look on her face.

Click, click, the bathroom door didn't move at all.

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