Cynthia could vaguely sense Admiral Amyrius's restrained but deep pain and helplessness. She didn't say anything else as she hugged him tightly. She used her companionship and dependence to give him the strength to calm his emotions.
After a simple dinner, Klein took a hot bath and entered the quietest guest room as usual. He lay in bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
He knew that he was immersed in the role of Admiral Amyrius. This was because the helplessness towards fate and the hiding of pain were similar to his own life experiences. It resonated strongly with him.
If I hadn't figured out the method of blending in and separating myself, I might've lost myself a little … Heh heh, this is just like certain actors in my previous life. They're too immersed in their roles and are unable to extricate themselves, resulting in mental problems … And to Beyonders, mental problems might be magnified … While Klein felt depressed, he knew who he was.
I never expected that a high-ranking navy admiral, a demigod saint, would still experience such helplessness and pain … Strength can bring many things, but it's not a panacea … Everyone has different faces. This is the truest side of a demigod … Klein saw the crimson moonlight gradually turn brighter as it dyed every piece of furniture in the room red.
At that moment, through the resonance he had with Admiral Amyrius, the contrast between the two of them, and his previous acting experience, Klein built a more three-dimensional and realistic image of Amyrius in his heart. At the same time, he also made his relatively blurry "self" turn clearer.
A person who valued relationships;
A person who came from Earth, but had been remolded by Klein Moretti's fragmented memories to a certain extent;
A person who hadn't been a Nighthawk for long, but his actions and choices had been deeply influenced by that experience;
A person who played it safe and was afraid of danger, but was also able to defeat himself at critical moments;
A person who wanted to slack off, eat delicacies, travel, and enjoy life from the bottom of his heart, but had no choice but to be busy for more important matters;
A person who liked beautiful women, but was able to adhere to his principles and not indulge himself;
A person who loved money, but was willing to spend large sums for his siblings;
A person who always hid his pain in his heart and displayed a smile on the outside;
A person who was used to lampooning inwardly while appearing polite on the surface;
A person who could overcome his psychological obstacles, but not cross his bottom line;
A person who would feel embarrassed because of his acting;
…
He was also a guardian, a pitiful wretch who was constantly facing danger and madness! The corners of Klein's mouth curled up slightly as he added silently.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, he felt as if he had truly touched himself.
Unknowingly, Klein fell asleep, his body and mind peaceful.
…
In the master bedroom, Cynthia was already asleep.
She was wearing a nightgown and her legs were exposed. She held a few layers of blankets between her legs and gently stroked them.
Her hands subconsciously scratched her skin, leaving red marks and tiny bumps.
In her dream, she saw the illusory and beautiful starry sky again. She saw the bright star that bloomed.
Her field of vision zoomed in, and she could vaguely see the star.
…
"Phew …" Klein suddenly woke up from his dream, the indescribable charm still lingering in his eyes.
Why am I having such a dream? He frowned slightly and turned his head in disbelief.
Just now, not only did he dream of Cynthia, who was only wearing a silk nightgown, but he had also dreamed of the naked Demoness of Pleasure, Madam Sharon, who he had seen before. He dreamed of Miss Sharon, who was as exquisite as a doll, and Miss Justice, who had a rather blurry appearance. He dreamed of Trissy Cheek, Theresa, and all the beautiful women he had seen before. Then, he used all sorts of methods to indulge himself with them.
To many Beyonders and ordinary people, this might just be a normal reaction from being seduced recently. But as a Seer, dreams had a special meaning!
Klein quickly examined himself and realized that he was still towering beneath him. His unquenchable lust was flowing everywhere like a flood.
This isn't a Seer's revelation dream, but an external influence … There's an enemy! Alarmed, Klein quickly made a judgment.
At the same time, he cautiously got out of bed and quickly put on his general's attire.
This way, he would have the Ninth Law charm and Creeping Hunger on him, giving him powerful means to protect himself.
As he wasn't sure of the present situation, Klein didn't attempt to head above the gray fog. He continued treating himself as Amyrius.
With a heavy expression, Klein carefully walked to the door and reached out to grab the handle.
At that instant, he seemed to finally find his interaction with the real World. He heard a lot of chaotic sounds coming from outside.
There were clear sounds of chewing, moaning of indulgence, roaring of anger, and a sharp urging.
What exactly happened? Everything was normal before this! Klein gulped a mouthful of saliva and used Cogitation to maintain the necessary calm.
He had been using his Spirit Vision to observe the situation in the villa every day, but he hadn't discovered any problems.
Where are the general's guards? Where's Secretary Luan? The more Klein pondered over the present situation, the stranger and more terrifying he found the situation.
He touched the Ninth Law charm with one hand and emanated a deep and dignified aura, repressing the unease that flowed in the air.
Exerting strength with his left palm, Klein twisted the handle and opened the door.
Before he took a step forward, he saw an attendant in a red vest sitting opposite him.
In front of the attendant was a lot of cooked or raw food. There were steak, lamb, Dragon Bone Fish, and Oravi lobster.
At this moment, the attendant picked up the huge fish that seemed to have just stopped struggling. He looked up at Klein and smiled in a daze.
"General, I've always been envious of your food …"
His belly was different from before. It was bulging up, like a woman in her seventh or eighth month of pregnancy.
Just as he said that, the attendant raised his hands and bit down on the raw Dragon Bone Fish, forcefully tearing off an extremely thick piece of meat.
Bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth as the sound of his chewing sent chills down one's spine.
He hurriedly moved his throat as he swallowed the food in his mouth. His bulging belly trembled as though it would explode at any moment.
This is an instinctive appetite control … Klein looked at the attendant in front of him with a heavy expression. For some reason, he thought of the tramp substitute who had died of a sudden illness due to overeating.
He didn't have the time to think too much, nor did he attempt to save the attendant who was crazily eating. This was because he knew that if the root of the problem wasn't resolved, there wouldn't be any obvious effects no matter what he did.
Klein moved his feet and, according to his spiritual intuition, he carefully walked towards the master bedroom.
By the door, there were two maidservants. One was sitting on the other, bending over to strangle the other's throat.
With a beaming smile, she shook the maidservant beneath her and hurriedly urged, "Quick, praise me!
Quick, praise me!
"Quick, quick, praise me!"
A desire for recognition … Klein frowned as he took a few steps forward and grabbed the maidservant's collar.
With a smack, he threw the maidservant to the other wall, knocking her unconscious.
However, this didn't stop the maidservant from crawling over.
The maidservant beneath her kept yawning, unable to open her eyes. Even when she was being strangled, it was as though she couldn't get enough sleep.
Such a scene … Klein momentarily had the urge to flee and seek help from the Church and the military.
However, the most powerful person on Oravi Island was Admiral Amyrius!
And I'm now Amyrius … However, if the situation doesn't look right, I'll still have to retreat. I can't use my life to act … Klein's scalp tingled as he pushed open the master bedroom's door.
The first thing that sounded from behind the door was the sound of indulging and happy moans. Following that, a smell that made one's heart race and blood flow drilled into Klein's nose.
In addition, there were all kinds of bodily fluids that emanated in the air. It made one's mind involuntarily conjure up scenes of indulgence.
Right on the heels of that, Klein saw the blond secretary, Luan.
He stood by the door and coldly looked inside with a condescending attitude. His arrogance seemed corporeal.
Upon sensing someone enter, he turned his head and discovered that it was Admiral Amyrius.
His expression didn't change, nor did his gaze change. It was as though he was looking at an ordinary person, a trivial figure.
This secretary is usually very respectful, but in fact, he's such an arrogant person? Klein originally wanted to ask the seemingly rational Luan a question, but he saw the latter shift his gaze and look down at the center of the master bedroom.
He only looks normal … Klein traced Luan's gaze and discovered a fair three-meter-tall body on the bed in the middle of the master bedroom.
Its surface was covered with brownish-green lumps that resembled tree pimples. Some of them had already split open, turning into flower-like organs.
A number of the general's guards and the male attendants in the room were gathered around it. They were either standing or kneeling, floating or crawling as they copulated with the organs while emitting heavy panting.
The other members of the general's guards and female servants were scattered across the carpet in the bedroom, enjoying each other's bodies to their heart's content.
In addition, the tall, fair body with "lumps" and "flowers" had brown "branches" extending out, participating in every group's revelry.
What kind of monster is this … Klein refreshed his knowledge of mysticism once again. He naturally lowered his left palm in preparation for battle.
At this moment, at the top of the three-meter-tall terrifying body, a head turned over.
It was a woman. She had long blonde hair and azure blue eyes. She had a high nose bridge and plump lips. She was none other than the gentle and beautiful Cynthia, who still had traces of a young girl's charm!
As the "branches" waved and the "flowers" opened and closed, Cynthia looked down at Klein with a blushing face and said shyly, "I'm sorry.
She said shyly, "General, I-I want to have a child with you …"
。 Divine Emperor of the Nine Heavens
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