Upon hearing Amelius Levitt's statement rather than question, Burt's forehead instantly beaded with dense cold sweat.
He opened his mouth as if to argue something, but eventually, with a thud, he knelt on one knee, trembling under the indescribable pressure, and said:
"Admiral, Admiral sir, the previous homeless man died of a sudden illness, so I had to find another adventurer who can change his appearance."
At this moment, Klein was not too nervous, because Admiral Amelius Levitt had noticed him in the banquet hall; there was no reason to only now recognize him as a Beyonder. He was still willing to meet rather than directly avoid the risk, indicating that he didn't care much about who Burt had found.
Not worried at all? This is the confidence of a demigod, or his Beyonder pathway can eliminate hidden dangers in advance... Klein lifted his head with difficulty and cast his gaze at the admiral who had turned around.
"Not bad strength," Amelius Levitt evaluated without expression.
He still looked at Burt, who was kneeling on one knee, and said:
"Don't try to play petty tricks in front of me.
"The positions of ordinary people and Beyonders in this world are different, and as an enforcer of order, I can clearly confirm this."
Indeed, as described in the information, this admiral has a tendency to preach; I must remember this firmly. This is a completely different style from me and from Gerhman Sparrow... Klein thoughtfully withdrew his gaze and looked at the floor, as if unable to bear the pressure.
Amelius Levitt took a step forward:
"Deception was your first mistake, lack of caution your second.
"The homeless man who required great effort died suddenly, and then an adventurer who can change his appearance appears before you. Don't you think this is too coincidental?"
Yeah, a bit coincidental... Klein almost echoed the rhetorical question.
If he hadn't confirmed it on the gray fog, he would have suspected that he had been set up by some mythical creature or "0" level sealed artifact again.
Burt, on the other hand, had his pupils contract and suddenly realized.
He found that because of fear and dread, he only wanted to grasp that last lifeline, completely losing the caution that experience brings, and never considered whether Gerhman Sparrow's appearance was too coincidental!
He went to the "Sweet Lemon" bar for the first time, and that homeless man died suddenly! The more Burt recalled, the more he felt he had fallen into a carefully planned trap.
When Amelius Levitt saw Burt's expression changing continuously, alternating between realization and regret, he gently nodded and said:
"My father, the late old Count Levitt, once taught me a saying.
"He said, forgive the first mistake made by your subordinates.
"Burt, you should thank him for his mercy."
Burt's tense spirit suddenly relaxed, and he inexplicably felt a strong sense of gratitude.
He thought that Admiral Amelius Levitt, who was closer to a god than a human, would execute him on the spot to warn all adventurers secretly working for him; but unexpectedly, he chose forgiveness.
"Admiral sir, I, I..." Burt couldn't form words for a moment.
Amelius maintained a serious attitude and said in a deep voice:
"What I just said has a second half, which is 'severely punish them for their second mistake.' Burt, do you know what to do from now on?"
Burt, kneeling on one knee, immediately straightened his back, clenched his right fist against his left chest, and said:
"Only loyalty to Admiral sir!"
Amelius nodded and turned to look at Klein:
"What is your name?"
This depends on which identity you are asking about... Klein complained internally, then calmly replied:
"Gerhman Sparrow."
Amelius Levitt suddenly fell silent for two seconds, and the atmosphere in the utility room seemed to freeze.
Just as Klein began to feel somewhat uneasy inside, Amelius finally spoke:
"So it's you."
Admiral sir, you say it as if you know me. I am just an ordinary military informant, only receiving rewards from you without even having reimbursed anything... Klein muttered to himself, and the more he thought, the less guilty he felt.
Amelius nodded and said to Burt and Klein:
"The plan proceeds as usual.
"But a contract needs to be signed."
Contract? Klein struggled against the majesty and looked up at Amelius.
Admiral Amelius didn't explain anything, picked up the paper and pen that had been prepared on the windowsill, and started writing quickly.