I am a hero of the former civilization.

"Just laugh if you want to, it's really uncomfortable to hold it in."

"What's so funny about these little pranks? Aren't you afraid he'll come back and settle the score?"

Mebius maintained her composure, knowing that Mebius was a cunning woman who might have a hidden camera in the living room recording their laughter and using it against them.

So he had to hold back, but this time he was really badly treated, so he could settle some of his scores.

She actually breathed a sigh of relief; the small notebook was almost full, but thanks to Tomei, she could finally cross some things out.

But... I still can't help it.

"Pfft, this guy deserves it."

His cold exterior melted instantly, and Mebius laughed. Then, seeing everyone turn to look at him at the same time, he put on a stern face again.

"What are you looking at? I just suddenly thought of something happy."

Tch, this platypus is really grumpy.

“Speaking of hiding one’s identity, I’m reminded of what happened on Twilight Street.” Pado suddenly remembered something, blurted it out, and then quickly covered her mouth.

"You mean the pseudo-Herrscher, right? I found a document in the database." Mei turned her head, turned on a device, and projected a blurry image.

A white-haired, red-eyed girl, wielding a scythe, runs wildly under the moonlight, her movements graceful and alluring.

"This must be his disguise. So this is what the pseudo-Herrscher looks like. I didn't know Ryan had this kind of interest."

Just as Pado was about to nod, she sensed something strange in the living room and quickly shook her head like a rattle-drum.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't know anything, it wasn't me who said that!"

This attempt to cover up the truth couldn't fool anyone, and Kevin's eyes twitched involuntarily. Alicia showed an appreciative expression and was already mentally dressing her, just like in Miracle Nikki.

Only Möbius could no longer contain himself and raised his hand to laugh wildly: "Hahaha, he really is suspicious! I was wondering why he deliberately concealed the matter of Twilight Street. So that's the clue! Everyone must keep this secret and reveal it at the crucial moment!"

As she laughed, she suddenly covered her mouth, because Mei was staring at her with a meaningful smile.

Damn it, I fell for it too! This woman is so cunning; I'm no match for her.

"Alright, let's end this small talk." Mei tactfully ended the conversation, clapping her hands lightly. "I've selected some fusion warriors to form a temporary brigade. The members are least likely to be infiltrated. Kevin, you'll be the captain, and Vinal will be the vice-captain. He has more experience in commanding."

The sudden mention of work caught the white-haired youth off guard, and he asked in surprise, "First, assemble a large brigade, Mei, you mean...?"

“Yes, cooperate with Ryan in the operation. Don’t contact me to avoid being exposed. The rest of you continue with your preparations.” May raised her chin, her expression turning sharp, completely different from when she was joking earlier.

"This is the first time Alicia's idea has been put into practice. Let's use the blood of a Herrscher to greet the world."

......

That woman must be settling a personal score. I should have known better than to cause trouble for Kevin. You can't outsmart her when it comes to scheming.

Ryan hung up the phone and looked at the cold, clear moon, feeling somewhat isolated and helpless.

Oh well, with Alicia around, my authority level wasn't much to begin with, so let her laugh if she wants.

He simply gave up on treatment. Those people were more like friends than subordinates, and it would only make him uncomfortable to act like a leader. In terms of high emotional intelligence, letting Mei vent would also help with work efficiency.

Mei may be cunning, but she's decisive and efficient. Having her support behind the scenes is reassuring.

Disturbed by this, Ryan's initial suspicions eased, and his gaze swept across the street to find a large crowd gathered there, even though it was late at night.

There were at least a hundred paparazzi and several hundred fans waiting for autographs. Judging from the listening devices, the other side's infiltration had already reached Eden's vicinity. The reason they hadn't taken action was still due to the Honkai energy adaptability.

'We need to gather more Herrschers, and that John is acting strangely, like he's using this as an excuse to pester us. Even if he clashed with Coleman before, this seems a bit too deliberate.'

Ryan stroked his chin. Apart from Eden, he was suspicious of everyone else. Evidence was of no importance to him.

With only two days left, and since the Firemoth has already dispatched 'Coleman,' if we don't act soon, the success rate will only decrease.

As a seasoned fisherman, Ryan was quite shrewd in choosing his identity. If he were too strong, the Herrschers would think it was a bad deal, and if he were too weak, he wouldn't be effective. Moreover, the identity of the Intelligence Department was just right, as investigating traitor incidents was their duty.

Since the investigation is about traitors and protecting key targets, there is no issue of the Herrscher's identity being exposed. There was no evidence to begin with; it was all just Ryan's assumption.

"Ryan, I'm all changed."

A clear female voice came from behind. Ryan peeked out and saw that Eden had changed into a light purple gauze nightgown. The style was very conservative, and the loose fit covered her graceful figure. The red bow on her chest was quite cute. If he hadn't unintentionally tested her with his authority just now, he would have been fooled.

"Hmm, I haven't noticed anything wrong on my end either." He fell silent, pointing to the door: "Did the organizers come looking for you again just now?"

“I declined, I had to listen to the opinions of professionals, but they were quite persistent and came several times.”

"This puts them on the suspect list, allowing Prometheus to analyze their movements over the course of a week."

Ryan's decisiveness surprised Eden for a moment, who then covered his mouth and laughed: "You're really professional, no, as someone at the pinnacle of power in this world, coming here specifically to protect me, it sounds like a dream."

"Because you have the value to do so."

"prestige?"

"not only that."

Eden couldn't figure out the reason at all, and was too lazy to think about it anymore. He sat in the high-backed chair, crossed his long right leg, and yawned lightly.

“I’ll sleep in the guest room,” Ryan said, showing good judgment.

"It's still early."

"Shall we chat?"

"Do we even need to chat?"

The artsy young woman was indeed very subtle in her speech; if Ryan hadn't looked at the piano on the wall, he wouldn't have understood what she meant.

Test me, huh? Fine, I'll show you what I've got.

Being around Eden made Ryan feel very different. Not only did he never swear, but he also became more artistic, somewhat like someone who is influenced by their surroundings.

To be honest, before seeing that document with the moth-to-a-flame icon, Ryan genuinely wanted to be a cultured young man, using his knowledge from his previous life to show off and pick up girls.

Now, after all the twists and turns, we've come full circle.

Ryan sat down, his fingers tracing the piano keys. The feeling was both strange and familiar. Not to mention his past life, he had focused all his skills on art until he was ten years old.

"I've been holding a knife for too long, it feels a bit unfamiliar. You're a master pianist, I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself."

ding ding ding...

The crisp sound of the piano, played by dancing fingertips, transformed into melodies that drifted under the lonely moon.

"What a warm and comforting piano sound." Eden's eyes widened as he watched Ryan, dressed in a suit, play with his eyes closed, his surprise growing.

The piece was a new one I had never heard before, and although I was a little rusty at playing it, it was of extremely high quality.

She had thought Ryan would choose a classic piece to practice on, but to her surprise, he brought out a new work. Yes, a new one. All of humanity's piano music was in Eden's mind, so he couldn't possibly have misheard it.

"A very warm and happy melody, filled with rich emotions, very suitable for playing in occasions such as weddings."

With her fingertips lightly tapping the back of the chair, Eden was completely immersed in the moment. As an extremely sensitive artist, she had little interest in power and was even more weary of killing. Only talent could earn her any respect.

Without a doubt, Ryan was a highly talented fellow human being in her eyes. She felt the cold moonlight become warm, and the room filled with music was filled with happiness. Gradually, Eden, immersed in happiness, blushed slightly, as if she could see the newlyweds laughing, the blessings of relatives and friends, and the fragrance of flowers.

As the last piano key echoed, he reluctantly opened his eyes, his slightly tipsy gaze fixed on Ryan.

How can someone blush just listening to a piano piece? Are all artists this scary?

Ryan was taken aback. Although he could understand the meaning of a piece of music, he was not yet able to become completely absorbed in it.

What's the name of this piece of music?

"Uh, 'Wedding in a Dream'."

"As expected, it's related to the wedding. I knew every note was filled with longing and blessings for the future." Eden was indeed an expert; she could discern the meaning from an unfamiliar piece of music. She cupped her slightly flushed face. "Did you compose this?"

The saying goes that one lie requires countless lies to cover it up. Ryan couldn't possibly say it was anyone else, so he nodded shamelessly: "That's right, it was something I did when I was young."

It was him after all; he had such skill even at a young age.

Eden readily believed it; if someone else had composed a piece of music of this caliber, it would have been a global sensation long ago.

'If there hadn't been the collapse, perhaps in art, he and I could have rivaled for an entire era, like two beautiful flowers vying for brilliance.'

Eden had no doubt, because artistic creation is pure talent that cannot be measured by education or experience. Upon further reflection, Ryan seemed to have devoted most of his energy to fighting, multitasking so much that he was better than himself.

"If you were simply an artist, I can hardly imagine your achievements. There would be at least one more jewel in the crown of civilization. That piano piece you just played was undoubtedly the work of a master."

That's over. If I were to copy Mozart or Beethoven, how would you praise me then?

Ryan felt his thick skin burning, but seeing Eden's slightly admiring gaze and considering her status, he gently straightened his chest.

Being a plagiarist is really enjoyable.

Chapter 308 Eden Has Also Experienced Great Storms

The ability to create a unique persona was originally a skill of Mebius, but Ryan, after secretly learning it, took it to an even higher level.

Schemer, warrior, hero, scholar, nobleman, artist...

Every aspect of her appearance has reached its limit, with no room for further interpretation. Everyone can discover a completely unfamiliar side of Ryan from different angles. It is this unpredictability that makes even the Herrschers unable to find a way to approach her, and it also completely deceives the Fire Chaser Council.

Whenever you try to scheme against him, Ryan will bravely charge out, ready to fight head-on. But once you're on guard, he becomes extremely cunning.

Being an enemy is extremely painful, but as a friend, Ryan is very good at dealing with people of different classes and identities.

At least in Eden's eyes, she couldn't smell the strong stench of blood; instead, she felt a sense of kinship with one of her own kind.

The two had a very pleasant conversation, and Eden even felt that staying in the room was a good thing. As the queen of the art world, she would add her own ideas to Ryan's new compositions, and would ask Ryan to help her consider her inspirations.

On the third day, she had to go out for rehearsals, feeling somewhat reluctant to leave. She felt that this spark had helped her reach a higher level, and that there was no one else in the world who could guide her.

"Miss Eden, did that major do anything wrong?" The woman wearing frameless glasses looked at the car behind her. If it weren't for the music and singing coming from behind, she would have rushed in long ago.

"Major Coleman is a true gentleman, don't be too nervous."

"But those rumors..."

"Rumors aren't necessarily true. He's highly skilled in musical instruments; it's been a long time since anyone has given me that feeling." Eden smiled slightly. At Ryan's request, the previous new songs were all written anonymously, so most people wouldn't know who wrote them.

"I never imagined he was such a wasted talent. Well, he graduated from the Rome Academy of Fine Arts with straight A+ grades, and before joining Moth Chaser, he was a bar musician..."

Aphra opened her notebook, which was filled with Coleman's information, but she didn't notice that Eden's mouth was slightly open as he secretly glanced at the car following behind.

Mr. Ryan is too clever; he even foresaw this. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to cover it up, but it turned out to be a natural outcome.

Ryan had already figured out what kind of person this major, whose mission was 'sexual desire', was best suited for picking up girls. Of course, it was a slightly melancholic, artistic young man. Moreover, this playboy was extremely clean-cut and had never caused any scandals.

'Everything was within my calculations, including the identity of the bait.'