Chapter 141: The First Night

Chapter 141: The First Night

Touching the “Ninth Law” charm in his pocket, Klein adjusted his height and the details of his appearance until there was no longer any visible difference between him and Admiral Amyrius Leavitt.

He left through the other door of the storeroom and followed the quiet corridor toward the main building of the Governor’s Residence.

Along the way, servants and maids occasionally passed by, but none of them dared look directly at Klein. The instant they saw the naval admiral’s uniform, they all stepped to either side and bowed their heads in salute.

Anyone of roughly the right height could probably put on this uniform and stroll straight into the banquet hall… I have to admit, sometimes playing the role of an important person is easier than playing an ordinary one… Without shifting his gaze, Klein maintained that stern demeanor and walked at an unhurried pace toward the passage paved with black stone tiles.

Beautiful, melodious music drifted faintly through the air. Elegant gas lamps burned along the walls on both sides, lighting the dark surroundings.

Just as Klein approached a lounge, he saw the door open. A man, also middle-aged, walked out as though he had long been waiting there.

He had black hair and blue eyes, and his features bore a fifty to sixty percent resemblance to Amyrius. However, his forehead was higher, the bags beneath his eyes slightly swollen, and the corners of his mouth had not yet begun to droop.

He was Amyrius Leavitt’s youngest brother, Auston Leavitt.

This gentleman had once served in the navy as well. Relying on the merits he had gained in the Southern Continent’s colonies, he had risen all the way to the rank of colonel. Later, having grown weary of military life and owing to political compromise, he accepted an appointment and became governor.

During the five or six years he had spent in Olavi, out of regard for the island’s location and resources, he had promoted the Leavitt family’s large-scale acquisition of fields and manors in the region. In turn, he himself had come into possession of a considerable amount of land.

This was not to say that everything had been acquired purely by the use of power. Auston and the Leavitt family had paid sufficient money, even taking out loans from banks. They had not seized land that originally belonged to the Feysac people at extremely low prices the way others had done on the eastern coast of Balam.

Of course, if he were not the governor of Olavi, if his elder brother were not the highest naval commander in the Central Sonia Sea, and if the Leavitt family were not the Leavitt family, they would not have found it so easy to persuade their targets to sell quality fields and manors.

The test has come… Klein calmly walked over and stopped before Auston Leavitt.

Auston glanced left and right, then said in a low voice, “How is your consideration of that matter going?”

What matter… Klein was first confused, then recalled one of the descriptions in the materials: “If Auston requests a private talk or directly asks for an answer regarding a certain matter, tell him he will receive the answer when you leave Olavi.”

So this really is something Amyrius anticipated. I only need to pay attention to my attitude and tone. Mm, and the unique vocabulary and pronunciation of a Loen noble… Klein gave a faint nod and said solemnly, “Wait a few more days.

“I’ll tell you the answer when I leave Olavi.”

Auston showed no suspicion. He chuckled softly.

“You seem to be waiting for something to give you the strength to decide.”

Is that the matter that forced Admiral Amyrius to act alone? Klein’s heart stirred. In a practiced tone befitting someone of high status, he said, “Put away your conjectures.”

With that, he moved again, walking toward the banquet hall.

Auston Leavitt watched his elder brother’s back, his expression gradually turning cold as he shook his head ever so slightly.

Entering the banquet hall, Klein swept his gaze around…