Chapter 625: Successful First Day

*Phew. What exactly are Amyrius and Aston Rieveldt scheming about? To

attract a warning from the Twilight Hermit Order... Unless it can truly

change the times and influence the direction of history, this ancient

and secretive organization wouldn't even show itself or reveal its

identity...* Klein stood by the side of a magnificent castle in

his dream, thoughtfully watching the spot where the blurry figure had

disappeared from.

Amidst his thoughts, he suddenly snapped awake and was no longer as

certain about his theory.

*The ploy which Admiral Amyrius and his brother are planning might not

really influence the trends of the times!*

Although the Twilight Hermit Order only involves itself in important

matters, as a leader of another secret organization, Klein clearly knew

that apart from carrying out the organization's own mission and values,

it also provided help among members.

*From Emperor Roselle's diary, I can tell that the Twilight Hermit Order

has members from different domains, standings, and Sequences. Apart from

a number of them fervently believing in the original Creator as they

await the coming of twilight and the awakening of the true god, the rest

are only seeking to benefit themselves. Under such circumstances, as

long as the organizer doesn't strictly implement order, there would

naturally be missions entrusted between one another.*

*Perhaps, the matter Aston Rieveldt is planning affects a particular

member of the Twilight Hermit Order who was made aware of it ahead of

time. He entrusted the matter to another member and used the excuse of

"the trend of the times" to warn Amyrius Rieveldt...*

*Working from this logic, the concealed matter is rather interesting...

With the level of the Twilight Hermit Order, Law Weaver Amyrius, who's

likely only a Sequence 4, isn't too difficult a target to eliminate. I

even suspect that they can mobilize up to three or more angels in a

manner that's far superior to the seven Churches...*

*Then, why didn't they take action directly and instead gave an advanced

warning?*

*Back in Backlund, if an angel were to appear, who knows if some true

god would descend upon the land. Therefore, the Twilight Hermit Order

had no choice but to use a more roundabout and discreet method to deal

with Duke Negan. But this is the Oravi Island. Even High-Sequence

Beyonders aren't stationed here...*

*The warning is because the Twilight Hermit Order advocates secrecy and

doesn't wish to expose itself, so they're trying not to use overly

intense methods, or is it the case that the member who assigned the

mission doesn't wish to see Amyrius killed? To "him," this admiral is

still of use, so he's unwilling to give up on him; even if Amyrius might

be involved in something disadvantageous towards him?*

*Then, his true identity seems to be confined to certain

circles...*

Klein made a bold assumption, but with no way of verifying it, he could

only temporarily put the matter aside and throw it to the back of his

mind.

*It has nothing to do with me since it's the Twilight Hermit Order who's

warning Admiral Amyrius... As long as I don't involve myself with

anything for the next few days, I should be able to last until the

mission is completed. Everything else that develops afterward has

nothing to do with me! With my present status, I'm still far from

investigating the Twilight Hermit Order. I don't even have the right to

probe deeper...* Klein kept to his beliefs and turned his sights

to his Tarot Club.

*Heh, I just discovered a problem. Other secret organizations have their

own aims and values at their core while mixing in the aid that members

provide each other. As for our Tarot Club, it's more impressive. There

are only missions given to each other, without any aims or values... No,

there are aims and values among some of the members. For example, my

dear Moon believes that this is an organization borne to save the

world...* The Fool Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh before

exiting the dreamscape.

He rubbed away the fake eyes and moved his real eyes back to their

original position in a very fluid motion when he suddenly paused.

That wasn't a simple dream infiltration! Klein frowned

slightly as he recalled what had happened.

That was because the power had first attempted to pull him into a deep

slumber!

*Back then, I had already fallen asleep, so why would he do so? Captain

once said that a Nightmare can directly see a dream, so it's impossible

to commit such a mistake... Therefore, the visitor hadn't used the

Beyonder powers of a Nightmare, but something else... He located me via

the spirit world? Or after he knew my location, he used the sea of

collective subconscious, as described by Ma'am Daly, to directly

influence my Beyonder powers?*

*Yes... I'm more inclined to the second reason. That's the only thing

that can explain why I couldn't escape my dream despite having regained

lucidity. It's recorded in Emperor Roselle's diary that during his

participation in the suspected Twilight Hermit Order, his entry into the

gathering was based on a realistic dreamscape that encompassed the

entire continent. A realistic dreamscape...*

Klein nodded and chuckled silently with a sigh.

*Admiral Amyrius definitely didn't expect the Twilight Hermit Order's

warning.*

*It's only because he hired me. If it were anyone else, the stand-in

would've already been exposed! That Ninth Law charm was well worth

it.*

City of Silver, inside the spire, in the room belonging to Chief Colin

Iliad.

Derrick Berg, who had been summoned, saw the grizzled, scarred Demon

Hunter once again as he felt uneasy.

After he finished his greetings, Colin sized him up and asked, "You've

advanced?"

"Yes, I'm already a Sequence 7 Solar High Priest." Derrick had long

registered his advancement, so there was no need to hide the matter.

Colin's light-blue eyes which had seen the vicissitudes of time moved

away as he casually asked, "Do you have the subsequent potion formulas?"

The past Derrick would've directly answered "no," but the present him

was used to thinking over it before answering.

*If I say "no," my subsequent advancement with the lack of experience to

support it will definitely make me suspicious. But if I were to answer

"yes," Chief might ask me to use it to exchange for items so as to

nurture more Sun pathway Beyonders. This will no doubt prove that I'm

lying...* As Derrick's mind raced, he answered sincerely, "No."

From his point of view, experience could be forged.

Colin nodded as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"In about two months, we'll arrange an exploration mission for you. The

team will secure the route and ruins we found with the help of Jack

before we make a second clearing.

"I hope you will receive greater rewards then."

"Yes, Your Excellency." Just as Derrick answered, he suddenly recalled

Shepherd Lovia.

After daybreak, Klein changed into his clothes with the help of Cynthia,

enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast, and took the carriage under the escort of

the admiral's bodyguards to the Oravi naval base.

In the morning, under the companionship of the rear admirals and

colonels, he inspected the conditions of the ships, ordnance stores, the

newly built training grounds, and the bathroom which had been renovated

twenty times over the past year.

After having lunch at the navy mess hall, Klein followed the schedule

and summoned all officers above the rank of major to take in their

reports.

During this process, he had a thick black-bound notebook placed in front

of him. Inside were some of the questions that Admiral Amyrius had

specially prepared for him.

"In the past few decades, due to the embezzlement of salaries and the

harsh conditions sailors suffer, Oravi has had seventeen revolts by the

lower ranks. After the passing of the Imperial Navy Latest Act, and

thanks to Your Excellency's guidance, we've already had such deep-seated

cultural issues improved. There haven't been any such cases in the past

three years..." A colonel from the Oravi naval base stood on the spot

and reported the entire situation.

He would raise his head from time to time to look at Admiral Amyrius

Rieveldt and discovered that he was listening very seriously while

taking notes. The scribbling sounds made none of the officers dare to

not be at their best. Similarly, they took note of the important points.

The colonel who received a positive response unknowingly spoke up louder

while reporting.

How boring... Klein held his fountain pen and had randomly

drawn creatures like turtles, cuttlefish, and dragons on his black-bound

notebook.

As he had never studied sketching before, his drawings were a ghastly

sight to see.

Later on, he even drew intersecting lines and began playing Five in a

Row with himself---a game created by Emperor Roselle.

Of course, his rich experience and his conscientiousness of his identity

made him raise his head from time to time to give the reporter a stern

look in the eye while giving a nod of encouragement. As for what the

person had said, he didn't pay any attention to it. All he did was

occasionally remember a few words.

During the briefing, Klein shot a glance at the blond secretary, Luan,

to get him to represent himself to mention a few points that needed

clarification.

Everything followed the schedule.

Towards the end, Klein flipped the black-bound notebook a few pages

forward and used the accent of a Loen aristocrat to recite the report

which the secretary had drafted and the admiral had edited. Then,

according to the actual situation, he used the common terms Amyrius

would use and added a few conjunctions and pet phrases, such as, "There

are a few points," and "Let me continue on a few more points."

It was already evening by the time the briefing ended. Under Luan's

companionship, Klein left the Oravi naval base and headed for the

residence of a naval supplier where a banquet was held.

At the banquet, they casually chatted about the price fluctuations of

port goods. As for Klein, he mimicked Admiral Amyrius, and he would

mention a dated joke from Backlund from time to time, garnering a warm

response from everyone as he was praised for his humor.

After successfully acting until the banquet ended, Klein boarded the

carriage, feeling exhausted in body and mind.

*I have to take note of my speech and actions every minute and second.

Engaging in true acting for a day is more tiring than battling a pirate

admiral...* Klein silently sighed, as he closed his eyes halfway

without a change in expression.

He knew that the most difficult stage of the day wasn't over!

He still had to deal with Cynthia!

Inside the villa, Cynthia learned from the attendant who had gone out to

make inquiries that Admiral Amyrius was about to return.

She quietly returned to her bedroom, took out the tiny black rhinoceros

horn pendant, and used a metallic plate to scratch off tiny bits of

powder, mixing it into the hot water inside a white porcelain teacup.

After repeating the honorific name of the Mother Tree of Desire seven

times, she waited nearly a minute before lifting the teacup in hope,

cleanly downing it.