Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 284 I’m Not Klein
Melissa has been busy studying recently.

She has a good talent for steam and is working hard to get into Backlund University next year.

For this purpose, Benson specially hired a tutor for Melissa to help her with her studies.

Benson himself quit his original job during this period and has been studying at home to prepare for the official civil service examination.

Before leaving Tingen, Klein left a large sum of money for his family, enough to support the two of them to study full-time.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a sudden knock on the door. Melissa, who was sitting at the table reviewing the knowledge points she learned yesterday, looked at the door in surprise. Then she stood up, walked over and opened the door, only to find a familiar figure outside.

"Klein! You're back!" Melissa shouted in surprise. She then turned around and shouted into the house, "Benson, Klein is back."

After notifying her brother in the room, Melissa looked at Klein again, and this look made her frown.

Because Melissa noticed that Klein didn't seem to be in good condition.

What happened? What happened?

Was he fired?
Several thoughts flashed through Melissa's mind at once, causing her to look at Klein worriedly and ask cautiously, "Klein, what happened?"

"What's wrong?" Benson hurried out of the house at this time. He was obviously a little excited. As an adult, he naturally noticed the slightly subtle atmosphere at the scene. Then Benson looked at Klein, paused for a moment, smiled, and said:
"Don't stand at the door, come inside first. Even if there is something, you have to go inside first."

Klein stood at the door, looking at the worried expressions on Melissa and Benson's faces. He sighed inwardly, feeling indescribably complicated.

But what he was about to say next wasn't suitable to be said standing at the door, so Klein met the siblings' gazes, nodded, and entered the house.

"Want some coffee?" Benson asked Klein and prepared to make some.

"No need, Benson." Klein shook his head, stopping him. He then took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and raised his head. His gaze, slightly reluctant, first swept over Melissa, then fell on Benson.

Klein's expression grew serious. He said, "Benson, Melissa, I have something very important to discuss with you."

Benson and Melissa exchanged a glance. Although both were somewhat bewildered, they could both see Klein's seriousness. So, the former nodded and said, "Okay!"

The three of them then sat down at the coffee table. Benson, the head of the family, considered for a moment before looking at Klein and asked cautiously, "Klein, did something bad happen?"

Melissa also looked at Klein with concern and said, "You can tell us anything, Klein. We are all your family. We can solve the problem together..."

Facing Benson and Melissa's concern, Klein gave a wry smile. Such burning concern made him instinctively shrink. Reason and emotion seemed to be pulling at each other at this moment, like a demonic hell, constantly circling in his ears—

"Why do I have to tell them the truth? Wouldn't it be even more sad to let them know that the real Klein is dead? They haven't discovered the truth anyway, and you are indeed Klein in a sense..." "But, precisely because they are both good people, I can't take it for granted that I can't hide this." Klein murmured softly, and his determination to tell the two the truth became even stronger. He then looked at them and said:
"I'm not Klein."

"what?"

Benson and Melissa were both stunned. At that moment, they both suspected that they were hallucinating.

Benson looked at Klein, forced a smile, and said, "Did I hear it wrong just now?"

"You heard me right. I'm not Klein Moretti. I'm just a resurrected ghost borrowing his body. Klein is dead." Klein looked at Benson and spoke cruelly.

"Impossible!" Melissa stood up in a flash. She looked at Klein in disbelief, or rather at Zhou Mingrui. Her voice was sharp due to her loss of control. "You're lying to me."

Benson didn't seem to react as strongly as Melissa, but his dilated pupils showed that his emotions were equally out of control at that moment.

"I'm sorry, but this is the truth." Zhou Mingrui lowered his eyes. Although he was also in pain, he still said, "I'm sorry. I used your family's body and identity without permission... I'm really sorry."

Benson seemed to have finally come to his senses. He looked at Zhou Mingrui and saw his apology, his guilt, and his pain.

The person in front of me also felt pain because of this fact.

At this moment, Benson suddenly realized that the person in front of him was definitely not a perpetrator.

This made Benson close his eyes. He took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm himself down. Then he opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Mingrui, asking, "How did Klein die? You didn't kill him, did you?"

"I don't know if you know, a few months ago, in June..." Zhou Mingrui had no intention of hiding the truth. Although it involved some extraordinary powers, this knowledge was not the kind that would bring danger if told.

So Zhou Mingrui carefully recounted the story of how "Klein Moretti" was involved in the Antigonus Notes incident and died from the black divination.

Finally, Zhou Mingrui lowered his eyes and said, "...After Klein's death, before you discovered it, I accidentally entered this body for some reason and then resurrected with this body. The Klein you come into contact with from now on is me."

“Impossible…” Melissa bit her lower lip tightly. She stared at the young man in front of her, and her mind flashed back to the past few days. Suddenly, as if she had suddenly realized something, she said in a state of dismay, “No wonder, no wonder… Klein never knew how to cook before. He… I didn’t even notice. Why didn’t I notice…”

Tears blurred Melissa's vision at this moment. She was suddenly speechless, and only sadness and pain overwhelmed her heart.

Benson also raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes. He looked at Zhou Mingrui with forced composure and said, "So you really didn't kill Klein, and you didn't occupy this body intentionally, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Mingrui nodded. He looked at Melissa, who was so sad that she couldn't control herself, and Benson, who pretended to be calm but betrayed himself in the details. He instinctively wanted to comfort them, but he swallowed the words back before he could say them.

After all, what right did he have to comfort them?
Perhaps his comfort would only make them more sad.

(End of this chapter)