Lord of the Mysteries

Cynthia could vaguely sense the deep pain and helplessness inside Admiral Amyrius’s heart. Without speaking further, she hugged him tightly and used her company to calm his mood.

After a simple dinner, Klein took a hot bath and entered the quietest guest room once again. He got into bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Klein knew that with him having fully immersed himself in the “character” of Admiral Amyrius, Amyrius’s helplessness towards fate and the pain he needed to hide had resonated with his past experiences.

If I hadn’t figured out the concept of getting into character and being detached, then I might’ve lost myself… Heh heh, this is like some actors in my past life. They get too into character and are unable to detach themselves from it, causing them to suffer from mental problems… And to a Beyonder, mental problems might end up magnified… As Klein wallowed in his gloom, he got to learn what kind of person he was.

I never expected that a navy admiral who enjoys a high standing, a demigod saint, would still be faced with such helpless and painful experiences… Strength can bring abundance, but it’s not a solution to everything… Everyone wears masks, and this is the truest side of a demigod… Klein watched as the crimson moonlight turned brighter, dyeing all the furniture in the room red.

At that moment, through the resonating feelings with Admiral Amyrius’s experience and the contrasting differences, as well as the experience from his previous acting, Klein established a more multifaceted and realistic image of Amyrius. He also gained a clearer picture of his blurry self.

A person who’s very sentimental;

A person from Earth, but to a certain extent, a person who has been reconstructed into a new person because of the fusion with Klein Moretti’s memory fragments;

A person who didn’t spend too much time with the Nighthawks but has had that period of time deeply influence his actions and choices;

A person who tries to play safe and is afraid of danger but is able to change his mind at the critical moment;

A person who truly wants to skive, eat delicious food, travel, and enjoy life, but he has no choice but to be busy with more important matters;

A person who likes beautiful women, but he doesn’t give himself up to pleasure to keep to his principles;

A person who loves money but is willing to spend large sums of money for his siblings;

A person who hides his pain inside while showing a smile to others;

A person who’s used to lampooning inwardly but appears gentlemanly on the surface;

A person who can overcome his psychological traumas but never crosses his bottom line;

A person who feels embarrassed for his acting;

…

He’s also a guardian, a miserable wretch that is constantly fighting against threats and madness! the corners of Klein’s mouth curled up as he silently added.

These thoughts flashed through his mind as he seemed to come into contact with his true “self.”

Without realizing it, Klein fell asleep, his body and mind at peace.

…

bedroom, Cynthia had also

dressed in a nightgown with her legs bare. She had a few layers of her blanket

scratched her skin, forming red streaks across

surreal sea of stars, as well as that bright star

it as she could slowly

…

Klein suddenly awoke from his dream as he still had an indescribable scene still seemingly burned

I have such a dream? He frowned as he turned

now, not only had he dreamed of Cynthia, who was dressed in a silk nightgown, but he also had a sexual relationship with her. He even dreamed of the naked body of Demoness of Pleasure Sharon, the exquisite doll-like Miss

this might’ve been a normal response from suppressing his body when recently faced

still erect, semen flooding out from his

of an external influence… There’s an enemy! Klein was alarmed

the same time, he cautiously got out of bed and quickly

the Ninth Law charm and Creeping Hunger on him, equipping him

present situation, Klein didn’t attempt to head above the gray fog. He continued viewing himself as

carefully walked to the door

connection with the real

sounds, debaucherous moaning, angry roaring, and

ago! Klein gulped a mouthful of saliva as he used Cogitation to maintain

using Spirit Vision to observe the situation outside the villa every day and had not

the entire

Law charm with one hand and made the deep domineering aura emanate, repressing the

Klein twisted the handle and

a step forward, he

cooked and raw food placed in front of him. There was steak, mutton, Dragon-Bone Fish, and Oravi

seemed to have

have always envied

stomach was different from before. It was bloated as though he was seven or eight months

as he said that, the attendant raised his arms and bit into the raw Dragon-Bone Fish, forcefully ripping

of his mouth as his

in his mouth. His bloated stomach trembled as though he

one’s appetite… Klein observed the attendant carefully, and for some reason, he recalled the tramp

ravenously consuming the food. This was because

his feet and followed his spiritual intuition’s guidance, carefully walking towards the

maidservants. One of them was sitting on the other as she bent her back, strangling the

smile, she shook the maidservant beneath her as she hurriedly urged her, “Quick, quickly

“Quick, quickly praise me!”