This couldn't be targeted at me, could it? Klein was startled, and his mind became unusually clear.
As someone who had experienced similar situations many times, he was already a bit paranoid about such things.
"Really possible... Just after I arrived at Orai Island, the '
"If it were aimed at Admiral Amelius, the plan would have to ensure that he couldn't find other helpers or had no other way to hide after losing his substitute. Clearly, that's uncertain, and my involvement is proof...
"If the target is me, the above problems can be explained." Klein used his "Clown" ability to control his facial expression and silently watched Fleet Ken.
Having formed this speculation, more doubts emerged in his mind: "But how did they determine that Bilt Brando would come to me?
"The information that Germán Sparrow could transform into anyone was leaked by 'Disease Admiral'
"Of course, from another perspective, it was precisely because this information spread, and I arrived at Orai Island, that the 'Mother Tree of Desire' gave revelation and promoted this affair.
"But the problem is, why does He want to pollute me? My grudge with the
"Retaliation for these things shouldn't even exceed the level of a Saint!
"Is it because I'm special, and as soon as I got on the island, I resonated to some extent with an item formed from the 'Mother Tree of Desire's' aura?
"But before, in
"Also, I did divination on the
"This, this is the first time divination on the Gray Mist has been truly interfered with? Interfered without me noticing?"
Klein's thoughts stalled, and he found this to be the most serious problem.
Previously, when it involved "0-08", he just couldn't get an effective revelation, not that the result was interfered with!
So, is it power beyond the level of Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts? The "Mother Tree of Desire" interfered personally, and is itself a true god? But even the Seven
What he couldn't understand most was that if the target of pollution was himself, why did he resolve the problem relatively easily, without much difficult trial?
That made the arrangements of the "Mother Tree of Desire" look like a joke! When that heavy feeling was about to crush Fleet Ken, Klein spoke again, asking questions to confirm his guesses.
He was quite surprised to learn that for the past week, the Astrology Sect had never held any ritual to pray to the "Mother Tree of Desire" to interfere with divination, nor had they made any special arrangements for the failure of the plan.
Strange... Klein took out a gold coin, let it ring out as he flipped it, for final confirmation.
Even without divination, he was almost certain that Fleet Ken was not lying, first because his spirit had collapsed and he lacked the ability to fabricate a reasonable story, and second because Fleet Ken's answers were logical and consistent with some details Klein had intentionally omitted.
Slap! The coin landed on his open palm, the king's head up, indicating affirmation.
Combined with the divination sentence, Klein finally confirmed that Fleet Ken was not lying.
Suppressing his doubts for now, he looked at Fleet Ken again and asked without a hint of a smile: "What have you done that violates the kingdom's laws and social customs?"
Fleet Ken was stunned for a few seconds, and his mental state seemed to improve suddenly.
In his view, the plan related to Admiral Amelius was the most serious crime, the thing most likely to anger the big shot before him. Everything else was just a small problem, not worth a demigod's attention.
So, skipping the important part and moving to ordinary topics meant he might get a good outcome.
Fleet Ken couldn't help but show a faint smile, and quickly confessed: "Once, to seize someone's family property, I tortured their family for a night, killed them, and disposed of their bodies in the jungle. Then, using forged documents, I smoothly obtained a considerable fortune.
"I intentionally led many believers to indulge their desires, watching as they became nourishment for the 'Mother Tree of Desire' step by step through emptiness and regret.
"I seduced many ladies, using the excuse of helping them liberate their nature and save their souls, and then I possessed them.
"I tortured some believers who tried to apostatize to death, mainly by cutting off every protruding part of their bodies bit by bit..."
He confessed his crimes one by one, as if he didn't want to hide anything.
Klein found it almost unbelievable; he had never imagined human depravity to such an extent.
When Fleet Ken grew a little excited as he spoke, he saw Admiral Amelius stand up expressionlessly, walk around the desk, come before him, and raise his left palm.
In the center of that left palm, a terrifying mouth split open, with two rows of ethereal teeth, white and cold.
"No... no!"
A shrill and terrified scream echoed in the study, not subsiding for a long time.
After a while, Klein bent down and picked up a gray-white light ball that resembled a miniature brain.