Phew, what are Amyrius and Aston Rieveldt plotting to actually draw a warning from the Twilight Hermit Order … Unless it's something that can truly change the times and influence the direction of history, this ancient and secretive organization won't appear, even if they don't reveal their identities … Klein stood at the periphery of the magnificent castle in his dream as he looked in thought at the spot where the blurry figure had vanished.
Amidst his thoughts, he suddenly came to a realization. He wasn't so certain about his previous guess.
Admiral Amyrius and his brother's plotting might not really affect the trends of the times!
Although the Twilight Hermit Order only interfered with important matters in this aspect, as the leader of a secret organization, Klein knew very well that such organizations not only had their own principles and ideals, but they also had members that helped each other.
From Rosell The Great's diary, it could be seen that the Twilight Hermit Order had members of different domains, statuses, and Sequences. Apart from a number of them fervently believing in the original Creator, waiting for the arrival of dusk and the awakening of the true god, the rest had their own interests to pursue. Under such circumstances, as long as the organizer didn't exercise strict control from the very beginning, an internal commission was bound to happen.
Perhaps, Aston Rieveldt's plotting only affected a particular Twilight Hermit Order member, causing him to notice it ahead of time. He then made an internal commission, allowing other members to use the "trends of the times" as an excuse to warn Amyrius Rieveldt …
From this logic, the hidden matter is rather interesting … With the Twilight Hermit Order's standing, only Sequence 4 Spellweaver Amyrius isn't a difficult target to eliminate. I even suspect that they can send three or more angels, one that surpasses the seven Churches …
Then, why didn't they directly take action and instead came to give an advance warning?
Back in Baekeland, if an angel had really appeared, a true god might've descended. Therefore, the Twilight Hermit Order had no choice but to use a more roundabout and inconspicuous method to deal with the Duke Of Negan. However, this is Oravi Island. Even High-Sequence Beyonders aren't permanently stationed here …
Is the warning because the Twilight Hermit Order advocates secrecy and doesn't wish to expose themselves, so they try their best to avoid using extreme means, or is it because the member who made the internal commission doesn't wish to see Amyrius die? To "him," this admiral is rather useful, so he can't bear to abandon him, even if "He" might participate in operations that aren't beneficial to "him."
"Then, 'his' real identity seems to be able to delineate a few ranges …"
Klein made a bold assumption, but he had no way to prove it. He could only put this matter aside for the time being and throw it to the back of his mind.
After all, the person who triggered the Twilight Hermit Order's warning is Admiral Amyrius. It has nothing to do with me … As long as I don't do anything or involve myself in the next few days, I'll be able to successfully last until the mission is over. Whatever happens in the future has nothing to do with me! With my current rank, I'm still far from being able to investigate the Twilight Hermit Order. I don't have the right to pry into anything … Klein obeyed his will and turned to examine his Tarot.
Heh, I've discovered a problem. Other secret organizations focus on implementing their own principles and ideals, with members helping each other out. As for us Tarot, it's impressive. We only entrust each other, without any principles or ideals … No, in the eyes of certain members, there are principles and ideals. For example, Student Moon believes that this is an organization born to save the world … The Fool Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh and left the dream.
He rubbed away the fake eye and pushed the real eye back to its original spot. His actions were very smooth, but he suddenly paused midway.
That wasn't a simple dream infiltration! As he recalled the scene, Klein frowned slightly.
This was because the power had first attempted to pull him into a deep slumber!
And back then, I was already asleep. Why did he still do that? Captain said that a Nightmare can directly see dreams, so it's impossible for him to make such a mistake … Therefore, that visitor didn't use Beyonder powers similar to a Nightmare, but some other method … Locating me in the spirit world? Or could it be that after knowing my location, he directly influenced my Body of Heart and Mind through the sea of collective subconscious described by Ma 'am Daly?
Hmm … I'm more inclined to the second possibility. This is the only way to explain why I can't break free from the dream even though I've regained my sanity. Emperor Roselle also mentioned in his diary that the organization he's part of is suspected to be the Twilight Hermit Order. It gathers through a real dream that covers the entire continent. A real dream …
Klein nodded and laughed silently amidst his sigh.
"Admiral Amyrius definitely didn't expect the Twilight Hermit Order's warning.
"I'm the only one who managed to hire me. If it were anyone else, they would have been exposed! At least I didn't let down the Ninth Law talisman. "
…
City of Silver, inside the spire, in the room belonging to Chief Colin Iliad.
Derrick Berg, who had been summoned, once again saw the Demon Hunter with white hair and old scars on his cheeks. He felt a little uneasy.
After he finished his greeting, Colin looked him up and down and said,
"You've advanced?"
"Yes, I'm already a Sequence 7 High Priest of Sun." Derrick had already registered, so he didn't hide it.
Colin's deep and experienced light blue eyes moved away and he asked in a seemingly inadvertent manner,
"Is there a subsequent potion formula?"
In the past, Derrick would definitely have directly answered "no," but now, he was already used to thinking before speaking.
If I were to answer "no," and later advance, and lack the corresponding experience to support it, it would definitely be confirmed as problematic. But if I were to answer "yes," the Chief might get me to exchange it for items and begin nurturing more Beyonders of the Sun pathway. This would undoubtedly prove that I'm lying … Derrick's thoughts raced as he sincerely said, "No."
From his point of view, experiences could be created.
In his opinion, experiences could be created.
Colin nodded without any abnormalities.
"In about two months, I'll arrange for an exploration for you. Follow the team and fix the path and ruins we previously found with Jack's help. We'll do a second cleanup.
"I hope you'll gain more from it."
"Yes, Your Excellency." Just as Derrick replied, he suddenly recalled Shepherd Elder Lovia.
…
After daybreak, Klein changed his clothes with Cynthia's help and enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast. Following that, he took a carriage and entered the Oravi naval base under the escort of the admiral's guards.
In the morning, he was accompanied by the brigadier generals and colonels to inspect the condition of the ships and the ammunition stores. He visited the newly built training grounds and the bathhouse that had been renovated twenty times a year.
After having lunch at the navy's canteen, Klein gathered all the officers above the lieutenant commander to listen to the reports according to his schedule.
During this process, he had a thick black notebook spread open in front of him. In it were some questions that Admiral Amyrius had specially prepared.
"Over the past few decades, due to the deduction of wages and abuse of sailors, there were a total of seventeen rebellions by the soldiers at the bottom of the hierarchy in Oravi. After the Royal Navy's latest regulations were promulgated, thanks to Your Excellency's guidance, we have already changed this culture. In the past three years, there haven't been any similar incidents …" A colonel of the Oravi naval base stood at his spot as he reported the overall situation.
From time to time, he would raise his head to glance at Admiral Amyrius Rieveldt. He discovered that His Excellency was listening attentively and constantly taking notes. The rustling sounds made the officers sitting in a circle not dare to slack off. They similarly focused on recording the important points.
Having received such a positive response, the colonel's reporting voice unknowingly turned a little louder.
How boring … Klein held a fountain pen as he casually drew turtles, octopuses, and dragons on the black notebook.
As he had never learned how to sketch, he drew whatever came to mind. It was a tragic sight to behold.
Later on, he even drew intersecting lines and began playing the game Rosell The Great had invented, Five in a Row, with himself.
Of course, his rich experience and awareness of his status made him raise his head from time to time to seriously look at the reporter and give him a nod of encouragement. As for what the other party was saying, he didn't pay any attention to it. All he could remember was the occasional sentence.
In between the reports, Klein would glance at his blond secretary, Luan, and get him to explain the contents of the report on his behalf.
Everything was going according to plan.
Towards the end, Klein flipped a few pages forward in his black notebook and used a Rouen aristocratic's accent to recite the report that the secretary had drafted and amended. According to the actual situation and Amyrius's habit of using words, he would add some connectives and idioms, such as "there are a few more points" or "I'll go on a few more points."
It was already evening when the meeting ended. Klein, accompanied by Luan's secretary, left the Oravi base and headed to a naval agent's residence to participate in a banquet.
At the banquet, they chatted about the fluctuations in the prices of the port's supplies. Klein would mimic Admiral Amyrius, occasionally cracking outdated Baekeland jokes, garnering a warm response from everyone as they praised the admiral for his humor.
After successfully acting until the banquet ended, Klein boarded the carriage, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.
I have to pay attention to my words and actions every second. Acting for a day is more tiring than fighting a pirate admiral … Klein silently exhaled as he half-closed his eyes without a change in expression.
He knew that the most difficult stage of the day hadn't passed!
He still had to deal with Cynthia next!
…
Inside the villa, Cynthia learned from an attendant that Admiral Amyrius was about to return.
She silently returned to her bedroom and took off the tiny black rhinoceros horn-like pendant. She used a thin metal piece to scrape off some powder and mixed it into the hot water in a white porcelain teacup.
She silently recited the honorific name of the Tree of Desire seven times and waited for nearly a minute. Filled with hope, she raised the teacup and gulped it down.
。 Divine Emperor of the Nine Heavens
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