There's only the Black Death … The other ships were probably discovered and unable to escape in time, so they stopped outside the Rorsted Archipelago? That's good news … Klein retracted his gaze and deliberately bit his lips to show his unease.
Looking at Elaine's side profile, Misol lit a torch and flicked it repeatedly, sending a signal to the flagship.
Before long, a small dinghy came over and took him and Klein, who was disguised as the red-haired Elaine, back to the Black Death.
As the dinghy was hoisted up, Klein boarded the flagship of another pirate admiral. Under Misol's lead, he entered the cabin.
There was a blonde female attendant waiting in front. She coldly swept her gaze at Elaine and pointed to the room to the side.
"Go in."
This attitude is exactly the feeling of meeting a love rival … This Vice Admiral Ailment's charm is really alluring to both men and women … Klein instantly raised his guard as he followed the blonde female attendant into the room with a heavy expression while handcuffed.
He originally believed that he would immediately see Tracy and obtain a one-on-one opportunity. He was already prepared, but the carpeted room was cramped. Apart from a wardrobe, a sofa, and a full-body mirror, there was nothing else.
Could it be that Tracy is deliberately giving me the cold shoulder to express her anger? Klein recalled the romance and melodramatic television dramas he had watched and guessed at the intentions behind Ailment Maiden's actions.
The blonde female attendant glanced at Elaine, who was dressed in men's attire but lacked the androgynous beauty due to her lack of makeup. She quickly took two steps forward and opened the wardrobe.
She pointed at the many dresses inside and said, "Captain doesn't like your current appearance. Change."
F * ck … Klein cursed inwardly.
He believed that he could directly meet Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy by using Elaine's male attire. He was glad that he didn't need to be too embarrassed to achieve his goal, but he still failed to escape from the part he didn't wish to face.
Seeing Elaine in a daze, the blonde female attendant glared at her.
"You only have two choices. Change yourself, or I'll help you change!"
Klein mimicked Elaine's usual actions and inhaled.
"Unlock my handcuffs."
He turned his body halfway and pointed at the door with his chin.
"Then get out."
"Hypocritical bitch …" The blonde maid cursed under her breath and used the key Misol gave her to unlock Elaine's handcuffs.
After she left the room and closed the door, Klein walked to the closet and stood there in a daze for nearly twenty seconds.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes and stretched out his right hand.
After an unknown period of time, he came before the full-length mirror and saw Elaine's red hair draping over her shoulders. Her green eyes were sparkling, and she was wearing a golden-red dress. The ribbon around her waist was tied into a flower, and it was very tight, highlighting her slender figure.
Elaine's soft and beautiful face was a little flushed. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her expression was solemn. It was very similar to the feeling in the previous photos.
When Klein saw himself in such a state, he felt a little ashamed. However, he had already gotten used to the initial stages of dressing up. Furthermore, there was no one else around. Secondly, he gradually found a different feeling.
This wasn't to say that he had slowly fallen in love with such things, but in the process of overcoming his psychological barrier, his self-consciousness had been pulled away to a certain extent. It was as though his soul had flown out of his body, and he was calmly watching "Elaine" wear female clothes and adjust herself in the mirror from a commanding position. He believed that it was a necessary means for a mission, and that there was nothing embarrassing or strange about it.
For some baffling reason, Klein found this feeling very familiar. He tried hard to recall and compare, attempting to fix it and grasp it clearly.
Soon, he found the source. This was similar to when he was playing role-playing games. He would choose a female character, carefully mold her face, and choose her clothes to make beauty pleasing his eyes.
There was no wretchedness or shame in this. On one hand, he had an omniscient view through the screen, and on the other hand, he was seriously acting and following the plot. The two were perfectly integrated, and there was no distinction between them. There was no psychological barrier or cognitive barrier from playing a game.
This … Klein's half-closed eyes suddenly opened. He felt that this was the Faceless state he wanted!
He could pretend to be anyone, but he could only be himself.
On one hand, he would integrate into the character and do his best to act. On the other hand, he would pull away his emotions and calmly examine himself. Through these little comparisons, he would recognize himself and find his truest self!
Integrating and pulling away … This is the practical application of the Faceless' main principle. Klein suddenly calmed down. The residual shame and changed mentality existed at the same time.
With that detached attitude and the attitude of playing a role-playing game, he examined himself in the full-body mirror, seriously looking for areas where he wasn't good enough.
Thankfully, I got Dhaniz to get two sets of women's clothes in advance to study the components. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to wear them so quickly and normally. It would've been easy to expose flaws. Heh, this is called professionalism. Women's clothes sure are complicated … From the perspective of a Faceless, Elaine's facial features and facial contours have quite a number of flaws. She might be beautiful, but to me, it's definitely not stunning … Yes, in this state of mind, I can clearly feel the potion being digested … Klein looked at himself in the mirror as though he was looking at a character named Elaine.
Knock! Knock!
Knock! There was a knock on the door as the blonde attendant asked impatiently,
"Are you done?"
Klein's face immediately sank, as though the other party owed him ten thousand pounds and hadn't returned it.
He maintained this state as he walked to the door and opened it.
The blonde attendant glanced at him and raised her handcuffs.
"Put your hands behind your back.
"You're now a prisoner!"
As the red-haired Elaine was already inside the Black Death, she wasn't worried that she would suddenly launch an attack. All she wanted was to humiliate her.
Klein grunted, half-turned his body, and put his hands behind his back. He felt relaxed because the other party didn't pay much attention to his attire.
After putting on the handcuffs, he was led by the blonde attendant to the captain's cabin.
The door was ajar, and a warm fragrance emanated out. It wasn't strong, but it was lingering enough. It left one reminiscing, and one couldn't help but fantasize about the pleasure in bed.
The blonde attendant knocked on the door, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a slightly deep but sufficiently gentle female voice.
"Let her in alone."
The blonde attendant's expression immediately turned gloomy. She pushed open the door and gestured for Klein to enter with her eyes.
The most critical "test" is here … Klein took a deep breath and walked into the room.
Behind him, the door closed with a clang, isolating the inside from the outside.
Klein stepped on the thick carpet, and with the help of the candlelight on the golden lampstand, he saw a rather beautiful lady sitting behind a desk. Her legs, which were dressed in beige trousers, were stretched out diagonally and crossed.
Her eyebrows were long and straight, and her blue eyes were sharp and bright. Her upper body was only wearing a white linen shirt, and the scenery inside could be vaguely seen, but it was also covered by her black curly hair, which made Klein suddenly feel a little uncomfortable.
Upon seeing red-haired Helene enter, Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy raised her left hand and asked with a smile that didn't look like one.
"Tell me, how should I punish you?"
In her hand was a black leather whip.
"… Lady, let's talk things out …" Klein tried to fight off the uneasiness in his heart.
His eyes first turned up slightly, then he looked at the other person at the same level and said emotionlessly,
"Returning here is already the greatest punishment. Everything else is just an additional punishment."
"You're still as stubborn and always wavering …" Tracy stood up. Her figure was slender and graceful. Under the candlelight, the shadows on her body undulated, making her look extremely charming.
With a smile on her face, she held the whip in her left hand and walked towards the red-haired Elaine without a hint of suspicion.
During this process, Klein noticed that she wore a diamond-studded bracelet on her right wrist.
The mystical item that Elaine described? It can negate most of the damage? Klein, who had planned on attacking the moment the distance between them closed, resisted the urge.
"Yo, they've handcuffed you. That's pretty good. We've never played such games before." Tracy said with a smile, but her blue eyes seemed to contain an ocean of storms.
Lady, your lines are a little terrible … Klein pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
Tracy walked in front of him, raised her right hand, and slid it down his cheek.
"Returning here is the greatest punishment?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned misty, making her look extremely alluring.
"I don't think you usually think so. Although you were always very resistant in the beginning, you tend to be more passionate than me later on …"
Before she finished her sentence, Klein's left palm strangely pulled out from the handcuffs. At lightning speed, he grabbed the bracelet on her wrist and yanked it down!
At the same time, the hand was covered in a layer of gold. Two bolts of lightning suddenly lit up in Klein's deep green eyes.
This was Creeping Hunger, this was Psychic Piercing!
And the ability he had used to escape the handcuffs belonged to Magicians. It was Bone Softening, which Klein rarely used!
He had long planned and prepared for what he would do after infiltrating. It was to find an opportunity to fight Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy one-on-one and kill her without holding back.
Only by doing so would he have a chance of defeating a pirate admiral. Only by doing so would he be able to severely injure and capture her.
And even if that didn't work, it didn't matter if he killed her. Klein was already very familiar with channeling the spirit above the gray fog. He wasn't afraid that he wouldn't be able to obtain any intelligence. A human trafficker didn't deserve any pity or soft-heartedness!
In addition, in order to prevent himself from being discovered, he only brought Creeping Hunger, which was the easiest to detect and best at disguising himself. The other mystical items had been placed back in the mysterious space above the gray fog. Furthermore, he was inside the Black Death, and there were many hostile Beyonders around him. Therefore, he had to end the battle quickly!
This was also to avoid Tracy's ailment powers.
The longer he fought her, the worse the ailment would be, and the more terrifying it would be!
At that instant, the diamond-studded bracelet left Tracy's wrist. Klein's green eyes lit up with lightning. As for the beautiful and charming Vice Admiral Ailment, she was still in a daze. All she did was instinctively retreat.
She couldn't believe that Elaine would attack her, nor could she believe that she had such reactions and abilities.
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