"Why the crazy eyes?" Klaus said, looking at Hanna, who was looking back at him. It was early in the morning, but Hanna was staring at him with energetic, crazy eyes.
"Freshen up first; I have something to talk to you about," Hanna said, but Klaus remained in bed, not moving.
"You do know I just woke up, right? I need some more rest," Klaus said, but Hanna just smirked and grabbed hold of his leg. The next second, he was in the bathroom, bathing.
Hanna cleaned his bed, making sure every stained sheet was replaced. She may not have been showing it, but she was irritated that she wasn't the one having this moment.
But she was very cold when it came to aspects regarding intimate affections. This means she had to endure.
Klaus certainly wouldn't bat an eye to make her his woman, but for now, she could only be his sister, who didn't seem to care about his affections toward her.
"So, what do you want to talk to me about?" Klaus asked, now clad in shorts and a white shirt. His head rested on Hanna's lap as they settled on his now clean bed.
"Who is the Dean to you? I know the others aren't asking any questions, but I want to know," Hanna asked, and Klaus could only sigh.
He had expected such a question much earlier than now, but he could only curb her curiosity since she asked.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have said anything, but Hanna is different. Not only would there be no Karma when he talks to her about stuff , but it would also strengthen their bond.
Right now, he found that just being closer to her seemed to have a huge effect on his cultivation, and according to Paragon, the deeper their bond, the more powerful that connection would be.
So Klaus wasn't about to deny such a chance. Of course, he also wasn't about to tell her every single thing about his past. More importantly, he wasn't about to tell him anything aside from his 4th incarnation.
"The Dean is someone very dear to me," Klaus began. "I know you already know what happened to us in the past. Well, after you died, I managed to escape thanks to you, but it wasn't a happy ending as you might have expected.
Mom managed to get me to the teleportation gate, but she couldn't go through with me. She had to sacrifice herself so I could escape. And when I did, I was transported to a new continent where a group of monks found me.
One of them is the Dean, who raised me, protected me and even gave his life in the end so I could grow into the person you and Mom hoped I would become."
Hanna sighed in her heart, but she wasn't about to make the morning a sad one. This was a bonding session, so she would make it one.
"So you were something of a monk back then?" she asked, and Klaus could only smile.
"Monks raised me, so it was only natural. I was a monk and still am one at heart, though my ways and their ways don't seem to align anymore," Klaus answered, remembering his vow in the tormented world.
He had yet to recall his life from after he entered the bloodline awakening trial. But long before that, he vowed he would use everything he had to get revenge; to do that, he would have to walk a path opposite to the monks' teachings.
Instead of inner peace, he will go into gun-blazing mode.
He was the direct opposite of the monk's teachings, and since the era of the renegade came to pass, it was only clear that he had succeeded in exacting his revenge.
"Did he remember his previous life from before you met at the academy, or was this a recent thing?" Hanna asked again.
"I can't tell, but from the happenings, now that I think about it, it seems he just remembered," Klaus answered, making Hanna nod.
"It's good you weren't alone after we were gone," she sighed. Every night she slept, she would dream of the life she had lived back in the past.
But at the end of it all, she would die only to wake up with a smile on her face. She died to save the one she loved, and this made her very happy, in fact.
"Do you think Mom will remember her past too?" Hanna asked. Though she still didn't understand anything about reincarnation, she could tell it had some roots.
One of which was Klaus's mom, who, though she now had different hair and some more enhanced features, was the same as her past self.
So, if Hanna starts remembering, does that mean she will also remember?
"No. I don't think Mom will remember. I don't know how I knew that, but I don't see that happening," Klaus said, and Hanna sighed.
"That's a relief, then. Mom has already done a lot, and she is very tired. I wouldn't want to see her go through such a memory, even if most of it was happy."
"Her dying wasn't something I want her to experience," she said with another sigh.
"Me too. I don't want her going through that. She deserves her current happiness. If possible, she should remain forever—I wouldn't mind," Klaus said.
Both he and Hanna nodded.
Hanna had many other questions, and Klaus was also ready to answer them all, considering this was a good thing for both of them.
Hanna learned a lot about his life in the monastery.
Klaus talked about all the monks who raised him. He spoke about the pranks he played on them and even went as far as telling her about the creepy old monks who only came out when something big was happening.
Of course, he refrained from speaking about Anna and Lucy's past in his fourth incarnation, nor did he say anything about his life in the tormented world.
Hanna was only interested in his life as a monk. Klaus could only wonder what she was planning. If only he knew she was thinking of shaving his hair in his sleep, he would probably sleep with one eye open.
Well, Klaus could just switch to his elf form when that happened. For now, he could only enjoy the moment of peace he was having, and hopefully, when it all came crashing down, he could still hold on to this.
"About Kilian, how are you going to help him?" Hanna asked after two hours of talking and reminiscing about the past.