"It's you!"

Bilt jumped up from his chair in surprise and reached for his waist, but then relaxed again.

If the rumors are true, he has no power to fight under Gelman Sparrow.

Moreover, seeing that the other party's expression was not serious, Bildt also guessed something.

"Your Excellency the Admiral has returned?"

He asked cautiously.

"We just swapped identities," Klein replied truthfully, without concealing it, "and he was pleased with my performance and said that you should give me an extra 200 pounds, and besides, is that magical item ready?" ”

Satisfied with your performance? Do you mean the "strike hard" campaign that has lasted on the whole island from yesterday to the present?

Bildt subconsciously wanted to ask rhetorically, but after thinking about it, this guy should not dare to forge Admiral Emilius's orders, and after making such a big mess, Emilius could still let him go, which also proved the Admiral's attitude to some extent.

He returned to the table and pulled out a stack of bills from a safe, along with an azure armspike.

"500 pounds, plus a 200 pound 'bonus', this cuff is made from the swim bladder of the Fish-Man, which will give you phantom scales that cover your whole body, as well as the ability to move freely, and the side effect is that you are prone to dryness and thirst."

Crane took the money and the magical items, counted them carefully, put them in the inner pocket of his trench coat, put them on the armbladders and tried them on, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, deal over."

He maintained the indifference of a mad adventurer, and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered something, and turned around again:

"That's right."

His words made Bildt, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, tense.

"Are you buying extraordinary traits here?"

Klein took out the extraordinary characteristics of the "madman" and shook it in front of the other party's eyes.

He didn't dare to channelize and use the characteristics of the "Mother Tree of Desire" believers, and selling it was the best option.

"...... 'madman'?"

The well-informed Bildt was slightly stunned to recognize the sequence of traits, and asked in surprise, and then his brain exploded.

This is the potion sequence of the leader of the "Celestial Sect", Follett Ken!

Combined with the actions of the whole island, doesn't he know who this extraordinary trait in front of him comes from?

This madman...... He wouldn't have mobilized the military and police to treat the Celestial Sect as a cult in order to snatch this trait, right?

There were many thoughts in his head, but Bildt squeezed out a flattering smile on his face.

"You, do you make an offer?"

He didn't want to become an extraordinary trait and appear in front of everyone else!

Soon, Klein came to an agreement with the leader of the Mutual Aid Society, who had a strong spirit of mutual aid, to sell the extraordinary properties of the "madman" for 650 pounds.

Thus, in the three days of commissioning, Klein earned 1,850 pounds, plus the cost of making this armband, a total of about 2,000 pounds.

Sure enough, dealing with a demigod is a lot of money...... Klein put away the bills somewhat comfortably.

"Mr. Gelman," seeing that he seemed to be leaving, Bildt spoke again, perhaps with the fate of a "madman" in front of him, and this time his tone was much more respectful, "Can you tell me what has happened in the past three days, mainly last night?" ”

"That's not something you should know."

Klein hadn't completely withdrawn from the state of playing "Emilius", even if he looked at Gelman's face, a phrase and a glance made Bildt shudder, but he thought a little and still opened his mouth to remind:

"Get rid of all your fellows who believe in the 'Celestial Sect', or hand them over to the Admiral."

"Yes, I see!"

Bilt subconsciously bowed his head and replied, only then did he realize that it was not the demigod in front of him, but when he looked up, the other party had disappeared into the room, leaving only the gently swaying door.

"Celestial Sect ......"

He muttered to himself, and after a moment he pulled a bell, summoned his men who were waiting on the first floor, and commanded:

"Gather all the heads of bars and casinos to come to me!"

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Gently unlocking the door of the suite, Klein pushed the door and slowly walked into the living room, closing the door with his backhand.

Looking back, he stared at Angel lying on the couch and saw that Angel had raised his head and looked warily at this side.

"It's me."

He took the initiative to speak.

Otherwise, the invisible spider silk around me will probably tie me up......

Feeling the invisible spider silk that covered the entire living room, invisible to the naked eye, Crane had the illusion of returning to the master bedroom of the Emilius mansion, until Angel on the sofa stood up, and the body in the silk nightdress looked warm and graceful in the moonlight, and the familiar sight relieved him.

"The commission is over?"

Angel asked softly, and then noticed that the other party's body was a little stiff, and his movements were hesitant, and he chuckled, and took the initiative to walk up, hugging him, and his lips were close to Klein's ear:

"Still thinking about that night?"

At times like these, she is always particularly sharp...... Klein smiled bitterly and hugged Angel with his backhand.

He decided not to mention for the time being that the "Mother Tree of Desire" might be eyeing the two of them, but closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment of warmth.

During the three days he spent playing Emilius, every time he returned to the villa, Cynthia would come to greet her "General" like this, and out of the code of "Facelings", he also pulled away from his own thoughts and accepted the hug as a true Admiral.

But only then can he feel true tranquility, complete relaxation.

Emilius probably felt the same way when he faced Cynthia...... His mind was divergent, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he thought of the expression on Emilius's face when he changed his identity and left tonight.

"Thinking about someone else, huh?"

Angel's somewhat angry interrogation suddenly sounded in his ears.

"I, I didn't ......"

Klein was a little stammered and subconsciously retorted, but he was really embarrassed to lie in front of the other party.

Thinking of Emilius, that is also "thinking of others"......

"You can't be, I'm interested in the scene last night, and those, those postures......"

said with a smile, Angel's face also flushed a hint of crimson, thinking of the scene of the naked guards and maids next to the mutated Cynthia.

Driven by her words, Klein couldn't help but think of the sentence "General, I want to have a child with you", and the panic of being pulled to his side by the other party's tentacles.

"No, of course not!"

He categorically denied it.

"That is, the dream scene before that?"

Leaning over to Crane's face, Angel whispered softly, successfully dyeing Crane's face the same color.

That was caused by the power of the "Mother Tree of Desire"...... A thought flashed through his heart, but he recalled the scene in the dream when he rejected all kinds of temptations, and finally lost in the hands of "Angel".

Of course, in the dream, I still achieved a wish that I always thought about in reality, but I couldn't always do......

Thinking of this, he had all the reactions that naturally emerged from his body after that day's beautiful dream.

"Huh."

Sensing the change in Klein's body, Angel chuckled.

"Tonight, let's make your dreams come true......"

She blushed and whispered, tightening her arms again and holding him in her arms.

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After a few days of leisure on Olavi Island, the two of them ate all the food in the port city, visited the surrounding attractions, and even went down to see the sunset over the San Draco Hill outside the port at Elaine's recommendation, and finally waited for the "Redhead" to finish the repairs.

The sailboat, which had just left the port and encountered a pirate ship and had its mainmast broken, finally repaired all its wounds and was ready to go to sea.

"The next time you encounter a pirate ship, you can get around them with its excellent speed, although this ship is not armed, but because of the newer type of ship, the draft is not deep, and the speed is faster than most sailboats."

Leaning against the bow railing, Crane watched as the sailors struggled to pull up the sails, lower the sails, and sharply commented on their last mistake.

He played with a white and yellowish harmonica, which Angel gave him after the two woke up at noon on Monday, although the other party made all kinds of excuses, such as "celebrating your difficult commission", "it was a special day", etc., but Klein could still guess that Angel was "apologizing" for the cold in the previous few days.

The surprise of receiving the gift diluted the worry of being targeted by an evil god, and the two of them almost missed the tarot meeting that afternoon.

Of course, if I am missing, the Tarot Club may have to be "temporarily cancelled...... He grunted and looked at Angel beside him, who was leaning forward, lying on the side of the boat, looking out at the sea below, his shoulders, back, and hips so graceful that he could barely take his eyes off it.

"But the pirate captain's bounty is 800 pounds, and there is still a lot left after the ship is repaired, and you see them, each of them has received a few pounds, and they all work much faster."

Angel didn't quite agree with Crane's assessment, she only felt that she had hesitated to make a move last time, causing the pirate ship to open fire before she swam there and beheaded the captain, intimidating the other members.

The next time, once a black sail representing a pirate appears on the sea level, she will make a decisive move!

Looking at Angel, who fell into the temptation of the bounty, Klein shook his head helplessly, he felt that the other party was a little crazier than his own "crazy adventurer", no wonder there was a bounty of 18,000 pounds, almost catching up with the seven pirate generals.

"Sail and set sail!"

Not far away, Elaine's cries of feminine femininity and masculine masculinity interrupted his thoughts, and Klein looked over to see the new captain, who owed Angel thousands of pounds, holding the rudder in his hand and shouting loudly to the rising sun, directing the sailors on their way back to Baiam.

It's Wednesday, and it's been more than a week since the Redhead arrived on Olawe Island, and after a two-day and two-night journey, repairing the boat, docking and departing from the port, and other "training programs", it's time for the ship to return to its home port.

Crane's original plan was to stay on Olave Island and look for a chance to play it, but after being targeted by the "Mother Tree of Desire" and the Celestial Cult, he could either change his face and stay there, or simply return to Byam and continue his potion digestion in the "City of Generosity".

After successfully playing Emilius, he was only one step away from completely digesting the potion, and after thinking about it, he decided to return with Angel instead of continuing to "separate".

Smelling the faint aroma of Angel's body beside him, he no longer had doubts about his decision, but happily set his eyes into the distance, and happened to see a huge sail battleship sailing out of the military port not far away.

That's Admiral Emilius's flagship!

Crane narrowed his eyes and looked closely, and saw on the mast the logo representing the Rune Navy, as well as a pennant representing the flagship.

Below, Emilius Levitt, dressed in a dark blue admiral's dress, seemed to sense the collaborator with whom he had signed a contract only a few days earlier, and cast his gaze to this side.

When he saw the "red-haired woman" who was about to set sail in red, and the "Gelman Sparrow" on the deck, who wore a trench coat and a top hat and seemed to be out of place with the sailors, he nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Immediately, his gaze swept over Angel beside Crane, and for a moment he stopped on her wind-blown pale blonde hair, and then withdrew his gaze, no longer having the slightest nostalgia for the island.

"Let's go."

The demigod commanded his subordinates beside him.

Two "admirals", one true and one false, two sailing ships, one large and one small, left Olavi Island at the same time in the low farewell salute of the military port.

(End of chapter)

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