Chapter 669 Faking death is to maintain world peace
About half an hour or an hour later, Klein took the beef stew back to the kitchen to heat it up. When he brought it out again, Benson and Melissa gradually calmed down.
But they still couldn't believe that Klein was really back.
They had dreamed of such daily life many times before, and even thought about what would happen after Klein got married.
"You, are you really back?" Benson said the first sentence tremblingly, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"I'm really back, I've never died." Klein explained seriously: "At the beginning, I had a top-secret mission. I had to, there was no way, I needed to fake my death to get out, and then carry out this secret mission."
"Although I don't want to deceive you, I don't want to see you cry for someone like me who faked his death."
"But someone has to complete the mission. You know, the whole world has changed a lot during this period of time, and I am working hard to save this world."
"What I can do is limited, but as a believer of the Goddess of Night and a member of the Night Watchers, maintaining the peace of this world is something we must face and deal with."
Benson, Melissa, please forgive me for deceiving you with such a lie.
Klein explained for a long time before Benson and Melissa gradually accepted this miracle of resurrection.
Because they had been hoping so naively from the beginning, but the passage of time had worn away the hope in their eyes.
But in the corner of their hearts, there was still a small but firm place that always believed.
"Wuwuwu... Why did you come back just now... Do you know how much Benson and I miss you..." Melissa threw herself into Klein's arms, her trembling voice intermittent, and she could no longer hear the blame.
Klein was just distressed. He gently patted Melissa's back and comforted her: "I'm back, and I won't leave again, really, I will always be with you and Benson."
Compared to Melissa, who collapsed and cried, Benson seemed much calmer. He slightly turned his body so that Klein could not see his specific expression clearly.
After a while, when Melissa calmed down a little, he asked Klein about the details of their life together in Tingen City with a stern face.
Although he hoped that the person in front of him was the real Klein, he was more afraid that he was fake and it was a false joy.
After some inquiries, Klein's fluent responses, as well as his personality and habits, were exactly the same as Klein's original self.
"You're really back. It's good to be back. It's good to be back." Benson finally let go of the last bit of his suspicion and doubt, believing that the young man in front of him, who was no longer so handsome, was his brother Klein who had suddenly passed away.
"Here, Melissa, this is a small cake specially prepared for you."
Klein took out the small cake he bought from the corner of the kitchen and handed it to Melissa. Just like before, Melissa just lowered her head and tasted the small cake in her hand.
"I was busy talking just now, and the pot of beef stew has cooled down." Benson wiped the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, embarrassed to speak.
"It's okay, just heat it up again, it still tastes the same." Klein said with a smile, then took the pot of beef stew and walked into the kitchen to heat it again.
After heating, Benson ate a large piece of stewed beef. After a long silence, he smiled and said, "Yes, it still tastes the same as before. It has never changed."
This time, Benson and Melissa still had a full stomach. The difference was that Benson and Melissa did not have stomach upset because of eating too much.
"It's great."
"Yes, it's great."
"It will always be so beautiful in the future."
After dinner, the three of them sat on the sofa and talked about what happened to them over the years.
When the clock pointed to ten o'clock in the evening, Benson and Melissa were still energetic and did not look sleepy at all.
Benson said he could take three days off, and Melissa also said that the teachers in her school were easy to talk to.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The door was knocked, and Benson and Melissa's heartbeats skipped a beat unnaturally. They stared at Klein with worried and nervous eyes, fearing that he would disappear because of the sudden knock on the door.
"I will stay here forever." Klein smiled and asked Benson to open the door.
When Benson opened the door nervously, he was stunned for a long time before inviting the late-night visitor into the house.
Archbishop Anthony, now the head of St. Samuel Church.
Benson and Melissa knew that Klein was a believer of the Goddess of Night. After Klein's sudden death, they went to St. Samuel Church many times to pray to the Goddess of Night. They had a deep impression of this Archbishop Anthony.
"Sir, Madam, please forgive me for disturbing you tonight." Archbishop Anthony took off his black hat and bowed slightly.
"Respected Archbishop Anthony, it is our honor to have you here." Benson said politely with trepidation.
When he saw Archbishop Anthony's eyes fall on Klein from time to time, his heart tightened and he said nervously: "Archbishop Anthony, I know that as a believer of the Goddess of Night and a respected night watcher, it is a great honor, but can you please not let my only brother, my dearest who just came back alive, take risks again?"
"Mr. Benson, I think you have misunderstood something. I am not here to ask Mr. Klein to do anything dangerous. I am only here to apologize to you and to prove his identity."
Archbishop Anthony smiled gently, looked at Klein and said, "Dear Mr. Klein, he is the most devout believer of the goddess and the beacon of the night watchers. He has completed the task assigned by the goddess and successfully returned to Backlund. The rest of his life will be full of glory, without adventure."
Hearing this, Benson and Melissa breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then realized that they had not invited Archbishop Anthony to take a seat, but had asked this distinguished guest who came from afar to stand and talk all the time.
"How rude, please sit here."
Benson invited Archbishop Anthony to take a seat, and after he sat down, Klein said his first sentence.
"Archbishop Anthony, are you here tonight to convey the oracle of the goddess?"
"You are a devout believer of the goddess, and you have made great contributions to the peace of the whole world. The goddess specially sent down the oracle to reward your achievements."
Archbishop Anthony spoke very politely. He already knew that the young-looking Mr. Klein in front of him was now a Sequence 2 Miracle Master.
This is an earthly angel!
From the degree of importance the goddess attaches to him, he is very likely to be the goddess's favored one.
Perhaps in the future, this Mr. Klein will become the Pope of the Church of the Goddess of Night, or the existence second only to the Pope.
"Thank you for the goddess's blessing." Klein simply thanked the goddess. He didn't want to get involved in too many trivial matters now.
Even more, he didn't want to directly intervene in the conflict between the Goddess of Night and the stars, even though the Goddess of Night did help him.
"Praise the goddess." Archbishop Anthony said with a pleasant face: "I think I should leave. Today is the day for you to reunite and I shouldn't disturb you."
Benson and Melissa looked at each other, gave up the polite words of retention, and just silently sent Archbishop Anthony to the door.
The door closed again, and Benson and Melissa breathed a sigh of relief.
"Klein, I want you to promise me and Melissa that you will never take risks again." Benson said seriously.
"I will try my best to do this."
"Klein..." Benson was a little disappointed.
"I don't want to say deceitful words. I am willing to be ordinary and stay with you all the time, but if something really happens, I can't just sit back and watch."
"..."
Benson and Melissa didn't say anything else, but just asked Klein to put his own safety first.
At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, Melissa reluctantly went back to her room to sleep. As for Benson, he insisted on staying in the same room with Klein, so as not to wake up and Klein disappeared again.
When Benson had just spread the bedding, the door was knocked. It was Melissa. She held a ball of bedding in her hands, her eyes were firm, and she wanted to sleep on the floor in Klein's room.
Klein just smiled at this scene, and then suggested going to the living room to sleep on the floor and chat until dawn.
...
"Why!"
"Why do you reject my prayers!"
"Why can't you let me go to the Hornachis Mountains again!"
"Why can't you let me try again!"
"Why do you, the goddess of night, block my final path to promotion!"
In the dead of night, in the dark night, Zaratul roared wildly at the night like a completely enraged beast.