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The next morning, feeling refreshed, Klein enjoyed a hearty but unremarkable breakfast, then once again arrived at the Olavi naval base surrounded by the general's guards and requisitioned its most luxurious, spacious office.
Admiral Amyrius habitually spent some time alone every two or three days to study and master his Beyonder abilities more deeply, developing more practical techniques.
Thus, Klein would have most of the day free from interruptions, with only some simple official business to handle afterward.
In the quiet, spacious office, Klein either strolled about leisurely or took books from the shelves to browse. From time to time, he reached into his pocket and touched the Ninth Law charm, letting it radiate an exceptionally profound sense of authority. This was to convince the blond secretary outside, Lü'er'an, that nothing was amiss with Admiral Amyrius.
After a while, Klein felt he had walked enough and decided to return to his chair, read, and rest for a bit.
As he passed the office window, he suddenly caught sight of a small squad running past below out of the corner of his eye.
The office was high up, and hardly anyone would suddenly look upward, so Klein curiously pushed the window open to observe. The soldiers in the squad were hurrying along, carrying sealing strips, cordon tape, and other equipment, seemingly on their way to seal off somewhere.
"A surprise drill?" Klein guessed.
After all, Admiral Amyrius Rieveldt was right here. If anything unexpected happened, the senior officers at the Olavi naval base would certainly handle it immediately to avoid leaving a bad impression on the general, then try to leave a good one instead.
He glanced toward the door. Secretary Lü'er'an had neither spoken to interrupt him nor talked to anyone else.
The squad soon departed. The soldiers' anxious,