Mr. Stegen: A Man with a Hidden Identity

The Fire

“Master? Is this really you?” ask a man named Dietmar, who was one of Ludwig's confidants in his prime. “Thank God. You're doing fine. I'll have Niklas pick you up somewhere. How?” bargain Dietmar.

“Is Niklas still in Austria?” ask Ludwig.

“Ya, sir. He's still there. Last night, he called me. Niklas reported about the devastating fire that hit Lienhart Farm. Today, he is reviewing to there,” explained Dietmar. “Say where are your positions, sir? I'll get Niklas to ...”

“I'm in Munich. I've returned to Germany,” between Ludwig.

Dietmar was silent for a while. The man may be overcoming surprise and disbelief, for the answer Ludwig gave. “Germany? Really? Have you really returned to this country? But ... how can it be?” Dietmar sounded doubtful.

“Come to Munich. I'll send you the address. I'll call you back when you're here. If you can, have Niklas come back and have him come with you to see me, ” Ludwig said. His power and prestige are still clear, although he has not been able to return businesses that are still frozen by the government.

“Alright, sir. I'll be ready soon. I'll contact you after arriving at Munich.”

After making small talk, Ludwig hung up the phone. He then turned on the computer. Ludwig began to trace the name Radko Trava. Looks like the computer was connected to Oliver's network. When Ludwig typed the name, on the screen immediately appeared a series of data that could be learned.

Ludwig pointed the cursor down bit by bit. He even read carefully everything listed there. However, the data listed is incomplete. Ludwig still had to work hard to find the whereabouts of Radko Trava, who apparently did not settle in one country.

A heavy sigh slid from the thin mustachioed lips of the man with the color of ash grey hair. Ludwig shut the computer down. He then went to bed to lay down his body there. The handsome man felt so tired. Unknowingly, Ludwig fell asleep for several hours.

“Heinz.” The soft voice that Ludwig was accustomed to hearing in recent times, so clearly greeted his sense of hearing. “Build.”

Slowly, Ludwig opened his eyes as he felt a gentle touch on his face and hair. He found the beautiful face of Lilia who was right next to him. The young lady smiled gently. “You're here?” asked Ludwig in disbelief.

Lilia did not answer. He just smiled as he continued to look lovingly at Ludwig. However, the more noticed there is something that looks increasingly creepy. In the mere eyes of Gunther's puppet princess, Ludwig saw a huge blaze.

“Heinz!” Suddenly, Lilia screeched loudly. Her pair of beautiful eyes were perfectly wide. Lilia screamed even louder, as if she was enduring severe pain. Out of nowhere, the beautiful body of the farm owner's daughter has been shrouded in a huge fire.

Instantly, Ludwig blinked his eyes. The man's breath was heaving irregularly. “Lilia.” Ludwig got up and sat down while bending both knees. He rubbed his hair with both hands. That dream was really scary.

“Gosh.” Louis complained slowly. He then got out of bed. The tall man stepped into the bathroom. Ludwig wanted to cleanse the body, so that his mind would be fresher.

A few moments passed. Ludwig is back in clothes. He had to put his clothes back on. However, this time the man only wore a white singlet without a layer of shirt.

On a small screen near the entrance, Ludwig saw a woman in the uniform of a servant standing in front of an iron door. The woman seemed to be bringing her dinner. Ludwig immediately gave the woman access.

“Goodnight, Sir, I brought you some food,” said the waiter who seemed to be about the same age as Lilia. The woman also had copper brown hair, just like the daughter of the ranch owner Ludwig had left behind.

“Save it on the table,” tell Ludwig to cool down. He had noticed every move of the woman, who looked down more. “Who's upstairs?” ask Ludwig.

However, Ludwig understood where the servant was headed. He was thinking of nothing but going out to meet Dietmar, who had sent him a message that he had arrived in Munich. “Go. Tell the guards I'll be out at ten tonight. There is an important business that I must finish,” Ludwig's message. “Begging Oliver Harald to contact me,”, the man added without changing his style and tone.

“Good, Sir. Excuse me.” The servant nodded politely, then passed from before Ludwig.

After finishing dinner, Ludwig gets an incoming call coming from Oliver. “I have to go out to meet one of my men. The data you gave us wasn't enough of a clue. That's why, I have to move as soon as possible,” Ludwig said without much ado.

“Go. However, remember the risk you will accept, if you dare to cheat,” threatened Oliver.

Ludwig smiled a faint smile that seemed cynical. “Gosh. You feel so powerful over me, Mr. minister.” The handsome man nodded slowly. “Take it easy. No matter how bad I am, I will not break the covenant that has been made. If you do not believe, ask yourself to the spirit of your late father,” said Ludwig half-literate.

“Bad you, Ludwig Stegen. If it wasn't for Radko Trava, then right now you're rotting behind bars.”

“Whatever you want to say, Mr. Harald. I'm sure you'll be quiet, after I bring Radko Trava's head in front of you.” Ludwig smiled cynically. The faint curvature instantly disappeared, as he received an incoming message from Dietmar. The man said that he had already arrived at the location, which would be their meeting place.

“I have to go now. Tell your men not to make things difficult for me. Anyway, I'll bring this phone, so you can track where I am.” Without saying goodbye, Ludwig hung up the phone. He grabbed the checkered shirt lying at the end of the bed. The handsome man with honey brown eyes rushed out of the room.

Ludwig walked down the dark hallway and stairs until he could reach the top floor. As ordered, some of the officers standing guard there were not in the way when they were leaving. One of the men even lent his hat to Ludwig.

The night air is full of freedom. Who would have thought, Ludwig could return to set foot in his country, even though it was not the City of Berlin. Ludwig walked down the not-so-lonely streets. But apparently no one cared about him.

A little while later, Ludwig had arrived at the place in question. They meet near a playground that is quite dark and looks deserted.

“Master,” greet Dietmar. For a long time he did not meet the master. However, he still did not dare if he had to hug the man. Dietmar knew that Ludwig would hit him right away.

“How's your leg?” ludwig asked in pleasantries, though still with a cold tone.

“I've installed advanced fake legs like this.” Dietmar raises the bottom of his trousers, revealing bionic prosthetic legs that do look very modern.

“Good. It will facilitate your movement,” said Ludwig. He turned his attention to Niklas. “How are you, Nik?” sapana.

“I'm very anxious, Sir. I came straight from Austria to Munich. Thank goodness, because you survived.” Niklas looks worried.

“Is there anything important?” ask Ludwig.

“I checked into Lienhart Farm. The whole building has been leveled with the ground,” explained Niklas.