Hmph, what on earth are Amyrius and Auston Rieveldt plotting that has drawn a warning from the " Hermits of Fate "?... Unless it's a crucial point that can truly change the times and influence the course of history, this ancient and Concealment organization will never show up, even without revealing their identities... Klein stood on the edge of the magnificent castle in the dream, gazing thoughtfully at the spot where the blurry figure had just disappeared.
Amidst a flurry of thoughts, he suddenly realized something and was no longer so certain of his earlier guess:
The plans of Amyrius and his brother may not actually influence the course of history!
Although the " Hermits of Fate " only intervenes in major issues, as the leader of a Concealment organization, Klein clearly understands that similar organizations, in addition to practicing their own purposes and ideals, also have members who help each other.
As can be seen from the diary of Emperor Roselle, the " Hermits of Fate " had members from different fields, with different statuses and different Sequence. Apart from a few who were fanatically devoted to the Original Creator and waiting for Twilight to come and the true god to awaken, the rest had their own interests and demands. Under such circumstances, as long as the organizers did not strictly control the organization from the beginning, internal delegation would inevitably occur.
"Perhaps Auston Rieveldt's scheme only affected a certain member of the ' Hermits of Fate, which he discovered in advance and entrusted to other members to warn Amyrius Rieveldt under the pretext of 'the trends of the times'..."
"Starting from this logic, the hidden things become quite interesting... Given the status of the ' Hermits of Fate,' only Sequence 4 ' Law Weaver ' Amyrius should be a target that can be eliminated without too much difficulty. I even suspect that they can deploy more than three Angel, surpassing the seven major churches..."
"Then why not just take action directly instead of giving a warning beforehand?"
"Back in Backlund, if Angel were to appear, perhaps even a true god would descend. Therefore, the ' Hermits of Fate ' had to resort to a more roundabout and inconspicuous method to deal with Duke Negan. But this is Oravi Island, where even High-Sequence powerhouses are not permanent residents..."
"Is the warning because the ' Hermits of Fate ' value Concealment and are unwilling to expose themselves, thus avoiding drastic measures, or is it because the member who made the internal commission doesn't want to see Amyrius die? To 'him,' this admiral is quite useful, and he's reluctant to give him up, even if the other party might be involved in actions detrimental to 'him'?"
"Then we can narrow down 'his' real identity to a few possibilities..."
Klein made a bold hypothesis, but had no way to verify it, so he could only put the matter aside for the time being and put it out of his mind.
Anyway, it was Amyrius who drew the warning from the " Hermits of Fate," it has nothing to do with me... As long as I do nothing and don't get involved these next few days, I can smoothly get through the commission. What happens afterward is none of my business! With my current rank, I'm far from qualified to investigate the " Hermits of Fate," I'm not even qualified to pry into anything... Klein followed his inner will and turned to examine his own Tarot Club.
"Heh, I've discovered a problem. Other Concealment organizations mainly focus on practicing their own principles and ideals, interspersed with mutual assistance among members. But our Tarot Club is different. We only entrust things to each other, without any principles or ideals... No, in the eyes of some members, there are principles and ideals. For example, ' The Moon ' believes that this is an organization born to save the world... The Fool." Klein chuckled self-deprecatingly and exited the dream.
He rubbed off the prosthetic eye and pushed the real eye back into place, his movements very fluid, with a sudden pause along the way.
"That wasn't just a simple Dream Divination!" Klein frowned slightly as he recalled the experience.
Because that force first tried to pull him into a deep sleep!
"I was already asleep at the time, so why would he do that? The captain said that ' Nightmare ' can directly see dreams and wouldn't make such Error... Therefore, the visitor just now didn't use a ' Nightmare' -like extraordinary ability, but some other method... Spirit World location? Or, knowing my location, directly influencing my Mental Body through the Sea of Collective Subconscious described by Ms. Daly?"
"Hmm... I lean more towards the second explanation. Only this can explain why, even though I've regained my sanity, I can't escape the dream. Emperor Roselle also mentioned in his diary that the organization he participated in, suspected to be the ' Hermits of Fate ', held its gatherings through a real dream that covered the entire continent—a real 'dream'..."
Klein nodded, and smiled silently amidst a sigh.
" Amyrius certainly did not expect the warning from the Hermits of Fate."
"In other words, they managed to hire me. Anyone else would have been exposed by now! I've done right by the ' Ninth Law ' spell."
Inside the Round Tower of the City of Silver, in the room belonging to Chief Colin Iliad.
Derrick Berg, summoned by the authorities, once again saw the " Demon Hunter " with gray hair and old scars on his cheeks, and felt rather uneasy.
After he finished greeting him, Colin looked him up and down and said:
You got promoted?
"Yes, I am already Sequence 7 ' The Sun High Priest '." Derrick had already registered, so he made no attempt to hide it now.
Colin shifted his deep, weathered light blue eyes and asked, seemingly casually:
"Are there any follow-up Potion recipes?"
The original Derrick would have simply answered "no," but now he's gotten into the habit of thinking before he speaks.
If I say "no," and then receive a promotion without corresponding supporting experience, it will definitely be considered suspicious. But if I answer "yes," the chief might ask me to exchange it for items and start training more " The Sun " pathway Beyonder, which would undoubtedly prove I lied... Derrick's thoughts shifted, and he said sincerely:
"No."
In his view, experiences can be manufactured.
Colin nodded, showing no sign of anything amiss.
"About two months from now, I will arrange an exploration for you. Follow the team to fix the paths and ruins that we found with Jack's help, and do a second cleanup."
I hope you gain more from this experience.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Derrick had just responded when he suddenly remembered Elder Lovia, the " Shepherd."
After daybreak, Klein changed his clothes with Cynthia's help, enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast, and then rode in a carriage, surrounded by the general's guard, into the Oravi Naval Base.
In the morning, accompanied by brigadier generals and colonels, he inspected the condition of the ships and ammunition stockpiles, and visited the newly built training ground and the bathhouse that had undergone twenty repairs in the past year.
After having lunch in the naval mess hall, Klein, according to the schedule, summoned officers of the rank of major and above to receive a report.
Throughout this process, a thick black notebook remained open in front of him, containing some questions that Amyrius had specially prepared.
"Over the past few decades, there have been seventeen mutinies by lower-ranking soldiers at the Oravi naval base due to wage deductions and mistreatment of Sailor. Thanks to the guidance of Your Excellency the Admiral, we have improved this situation after the promulgation of the Latest Royal Navy Regulations. There have been no similar incidents in the last three years..." A colonel at the Oravi Naval Base stood in his place, reporting on the overall situation.
He glanced up at Amyrius Rieveldt every now and then, noticing that the gentleman was listening very attentively and taking notes. The rustling sound kept the officers sitting in the circle from slacking off, and they too focused on Record the key points.
Upon receiving such a positive response, the colonel unconsciously raised his voice slightly during his report.
How boring... Klein picked up a pen and casually drew turtles, octopuses, Dragon, and other creatures in his black leather notebook.
Because he had never studied sketching, he just drew whatever came to mind, resulting in terrible drawings.
Later, he even drew intersecting solid lines and played Gomoku, the game invented by Emperor Roselle, against himself.
Of course, his rich experience and awareness of his position made him occasionally look up and give the reporter a serious look, nodding encouragingly. As for what the other person was saying, he paid no attention and could only remember the occasional sentence he heard.
During the breaks in the reports, Klein would glance at his blond secretary, Luan, and have him raise a few points that needed clarification on the content of the report.
Everything is in process.
Finally, Klein flipped back a few pages of the black leather notebook and began reading aloud the report that the secretary had drafted and revised for the general, using the tone of Loen aristocrat. He added some "connecting phrases" and "verbal tics" based on the actual situation and Amyrius's word choice habits, such as, "There are a few more points," and "Let me add a few more points."
The meeting ended in the evening. Accompanied by Secretary Luan, Klein left the Oravi base and went to the residence of a naval agent to attend a dinner.
During the dinner, they chatted about the price fluctuations of goods at the port. Klein, imitating Amyrius, would occasionally tell an outdated Backlund joke, which drew enthusiastic responses from everyone, who praised the Admiral for his humor.
Having successfully Acting until the end of the banquet, Klein boarded the carriage, feeling utterly exhausted.
"Every second I have to be careful about my words and actions. Acting part for a day is more tiring than fighting a pirate general..." Klein exhaled silently, his eyes half-closed, seemingly unmoved.
He knew that the most difficult phase was not yet over!
Next, we have to deal with Cynthia!
Inside the villa, Cynthia learned from a servant who had gone out to inquire that Amyrius was about to return.
She quietly returned to her bedroom, took off the small black rhinoceros horn-like pendant, scraped off some powder with a thin metal blade, and mixed it into the hot water in the white porcelain teacup.
She silently recited the name of the " Tree of Desire " seven times, waited for several seconds, then hopefully picked up her teacup and gulped it down.