The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 473 Reality Check

"Wait, you know what these fruits are called?" Queenie asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Of course. These are called Red Poison Illusion Pea Fruits. And as their name suggests, they can help those with the Illusion Class as well as poison type class," Klaus explained, deciding to reveal the truth, especially since there were dozens of these fruits in the field.

True to their name, the fruits resembled peas—small red peas, with each branch holding dozens of them. They were all ripe, and some had already started shedding as new flowers began to bloom.

Klaus quickly picked one and was about to put it in his mouth, but Queenie slapped it from his hand.

"You can't do that. These things are poisonous. Although today is the first time hearing of its name, we've researched it and found out it's highly potent in poison."

"Even I don't dare eat it," Queenie explained.

"Well, I have high resistance to poison, and the fruit is only poisonous if you eat the seed. But even so, I'm confident I can eat it without facing any danger," Klaus said, picking another red pea.

"Are you sure? I don't have any antidote on me," Queenie said, clearly worried.

"Don't worry." Klaus placed the pea in his mouth and began munching on it. Of course, immediately after the first nectar touched his tongue, he could feel the effects.

[You have consumed a Poison. Your Nine Reincarnation Divine Body has absorbed the poison.]

[Your Poison Overlord Talent grows stronger.]

[Your Poison Illusionist Overlord class grows stronger.]

"As I thought, this will be my snack for the rest of my stay in this academy." Klaus smiled, chewing on the seed of the pea.

The nectar enhances illusions, while the seed focuses more on poison.

"Are you alright?" Queenie asked, her tone laced with concern.

"I'm fine. This fruit is perfect for me—it'll help with my illusion class," Klaus replied confidently.

"Wait, you have an illusion class? Since when?" Queenie asked, her eyes narrowing in disbelief. She knew Klaus was skilled with the sword and spear.

She also knew he was a Spirit Master, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine he had an illusionist class all this time.

"I'm a man of many talents," Klaus said smoothly as he stepped closer. Wrapping an arm around her waist, his hand wandered lower, brushing against her butt before giving it a gentle squeeze.

Queenie's cheeks turned crimson, heat rising to her face at the bold touch.

"Can I see it?" she asked, sounding composed despite her embarrassment.

"Sure," Klaus replied with a mischievous grin. He then tapped into the only illusion technique he could currently use.

"Reality Check: Infinity Me," she muttered immediately. In an instant, four different versions of Klaus appeared.

One wielded a sword, clad in the attire of a samurai.

The second held a book resembling a scholar who had just made a groundbreaking discovery, glancing through old records to ensure he wasn't plagiarizing.

The third stood motionless, his eyes narrowed at Queenie, scrutinizing her like a patient under examination. His attire, resembling that of a seasoned doctor, left no doubt about his role.

The fourth, however, held a sign that boldly declared, "I am awesome, right?"*

"Unbelievable," Queenie murmured, dumbfounded. She had seen many illusions in her life, but never had she encountered ones so vivid and lifelike.

"Are they real? Like clones?" she asked.

"No, but I can make them real," Klaus replied, a sly grin playing on his lips.

Of course, Klaus wasn't done. With just four of him active, he had already decided to leap straight to the fourth form of the technique.

"Watch this."

"Reality Check: Illusion Damage," he said confidently. Nothing seemed to change at first, but that was only on the surface.

The four clones sprang into action, moving toward the Red Pea tree. They plucked branches laden with peas and presented them to Klaus, who accepted them with a satisfied nod, tucking them into his spatial ring.

"Unbelievable," Queenie repeated, utterly shocked.

Klaus just smiled, knowing this technique was enough to boggle anyone's mind. No one could have anticipated the concept of illusions possessing tangible, functional forms.

"No need to be shocked. I am a man of many talents, after all," Klaus said, holding her shoulder as they moved through the pea field.

After a while, he counted thirteen Red Poison Illusion Pea Fruit plants. The discovery filled him with delight, knowing that soon he would become a terrifying existence with illusions at his command.

"This is the last of it. But I still can't believe you have an illusion class," Queenie said, still in shock.

"I just do. And soon, I will show you more. But first, I want to know more about you, since I've already shown you another side of me," Klaus replied.

"What do you want to know?" Queenie asked. Although she wanted to learn more about Klaus, she knew she couldn't push him to reveal too much.

"Tell me about your life before the apocalypse," Klaus said, genuinely curious about Earth—how it was, how people lived, and what families were like before it all came crashing down.

Queenie, who had expected a more intimate question, sighed. She began recounting her life, starting with her high school years, as far back as she could remember.

She talked about how she and Nari met and how much she loved reading about ancient mythology. She shared her fascination with certain gods and legends, speaking passionately about them.

She said a lot, and Klaus listened intently, his focus sharp and unwavering. After sharing her backstory, she turned the question on him, asking about his life before his awakening.

In the end, their conversation settled into a melancholic tone. The last time Klaus shared his story was back in Stone Valley, but hearing it again made Queenie sad.

"Don't worry. If my old man is out there, I'll find him. I know for a fact he's still alive," Klaus said with a small, reassuring smile.

"I know you will. You're a man of many talents, after all," Queenie replied with a smile, an attempt to lift his spirits.

Klaus, of course, appreciated her effort but wasn't about to let a chance to be shameless slip by.

"If you're really worried about my mental health, you could solve that with your lips," he teased, leaning closer to her.

"Let's go back first. We still have the night ahead of us—we can kiss then. For now, I just want to spend time with you before handing you over to Nari," Queenie said, smiling through her blush.

"I'm screwed, aren't I?" Klaus sighed.

"Look on the bright side—she'll be giving you special missions," Queenie said, trying to cheer him up.

"Yeah, well, I don't need special missions if I can't have peace of mind."

"You can always go to your ladies. They'll cheer you up," Queenie added, her cheeks reddening as she said it.

"Are you telling me I can come to you anytime?" Klaus asked, clearly enjoying the moment.

"I guess. But we can't do the... you know... just yet," Queenie stammered, her blush deepening.

"Look how flustered you are. Don't worry; I'll wait until you're ready." In truth, Klaus wasn't ready either. He wanted things to flow naturally.

'I have to see Big Sister before taking the next step. I need to learn from her,' Queenie thought, sighing inwardly.

She'd never dated or spent time understanding relationships between men and women, and now she felt the need for guidance—just like Miriam once sought help from Klaus's mom.

A while later, they were back inside the house. The rest of the day and night passed in each other's arms, savoring each other's lips.