I have a Synthesizer

Lilith walked in silence along the circular staircase, Shadow Three following closely behind. The two, once perfectly coordinated, now felt so distant.

After walking for a long time, Lilith finally spoke slowly.

"Shadow Three, did you know about Asmodeus and Klein's identities all along, and didn't tell me?

You've been subtly stopping me from inviting Klein all along, because of this, right?"

The shadow didn't answer Lilith, remaining silent. Silence, perhaps representing betrayal, made the atmosphere between them even heavier.

Seeing Shadow Three's silence, Lilith felt even more depressed and lost.

Lilith stopped and turned to look at her partner of many years, her eyes now filled with indifference.

"Were you originally Asmodeus's person? Can I still trust you? Shadow Three?"

The shadow raised his head and said in a hoarse voice.

"You can always trust me."

Lilith laughed.

"Always? Starting from when you had me join the Jay Society? Don't follow me, I want to be alone for a while."

Shadow Three watched Lilith raise her hand, but in the end, he didn't follow.

… …

Lilith came alone to Room 502 of Dormitory Building 4, staring blankly at Klein's room.

Compared to the Execution Department, she felt more relaxed during the months she spent with Klein.

However, because of Asmodeus's mission, Lilith didn't know how to face Klein now.

"Poor little Lilith, you look so sad!"

"Yes! You are more polite, at least much better than that guy Klein."

"Mr. Kahn, why are you working as a dormitory manager here?"

"That's a tricky question!"

"Is it inconvenient to answer?"

Kahn loosened his tie, revealing a rare serious expression.

"Simply put, it's a story of three men and one woman."

Lilith's face stiffened. A four-person soap opera?

"Um, complicated emotional issues?"

"Yes, and no. I stay here because of a promise to Asmodeus."

"Lord Asmodeus? Aren't you rivals?"

"Alas, although Asmodeus is a scumbag, I really can't say he was wrong about some things.

The Jay Society once had a chance to welcome a new king, but it was abandoned because of personal feelings.

As compensation, I need to guard outside the Jay Society forever, waiting for the arrival of the new king."

Kahn reminisced, his words filled with regret and relief.

"Waiting, a new king?" The term 'new king' was too far away for Lilith.

"Yes, this wait has been more than twenty years, but I have never regretted that matter.

Little Lilith, I have done many wrong things and made many mistakes, but I can do it without regret. What are you hesitating about?

Don't leave regrets for yourself, go, little Lilith!"

Listening to Kahn's words, Lilith's mood gradually improved. She nodded to Kahn.

"Thank you, Lord Kahn."

Kahn watched Lilith leave, shaking his head.

"Alas, what a good girl. Klein, you fool, I can only help you this much."

… …

The next morning, Klein walked out of the forest on the outskirts of Palomia.

He carried Lance's greatsword on his back. Although Klein wanted to keep the sword for himself, it didn't seem feasible.

Besides this sword, there didn't seem to be anything else that could better prove that he had killed Lance.

Holding Mila in one arm and Catherine's body in the other, Klein finally returned to Palomia.

This real Grandok spy Catherine in his hand, even if she didn't die because of the Word Curse, Klein would have killed her himself.

There was no way, if she didn't die, too many things wouldn't add up: Lance's actions, Vanster's identity, and Mila.

Revealing the truth would not benefit Klein, but it would definitely be extremely harmful to Mila.

Vanster had really participated in the spy intelligence incident. He didn't know the details of this Flor family either.

Klein didn't want her to bear the label of a spy's girlfriend. Therefore, this real Catherine must be dead, and could only be dead.

He didn't know what role his father Asmodeus played in this incident.

But Lance was definitely Asmodeus's subordinate.

So the question was, what exactly was his father trying to do to him?

The answer was, unknown.

Did he now have the qualifications to confront Asmodeus head-on?

The answer was no.

Therefore, Klein had already decided that since he already had a space ring, he would just change places and continue grinding materials. Magic items, bottled homunculi, soul stones, elemental hearts – he couldn't do without any of them.

… …

Upon returning to Palomia, Klein was quickly noticed by the city's security guards and the Dark Crusaders.

The Dark Crusaders moved quickly, at least faster than the security guards. Klein was soon surrounded by them.

After confirming Klein, the greatsword behind him, and Catherine and Mila in his hands,

the leader of the Dark Crusaders spoke.

"Mr. Klein Alex, we now suspect that you are involved in a spy case. Please come with us to assist in the investigation."

Klein nodded and casually threw Catherine's body on the ground, causing the people around him to twitch their mouths.

This person was very likely a spy, and even as a corpse, she had great intelligence value. It wasn't good to just throw her away like that.

Klein looked at Mila in his arms and said to the leader of the Dark Crusaders.

"I can go back and cooperate with your investigation, but my sister is also a victim and is now injured.

Therefore, I hope you can send her to the hospital as soon as possible."

Although Klein appeared to be very cooperative, he still underestimated the Dark Crusaders, or rather, the extent of the corruption in Terella now.

Another member of the Dark Crusaders didn't pay much attention to what Klein said and was about to handcuff him.

"Nick, why are you wasting time talking to him? He knows Lance, and now Lance has killed Vanster. Everyone is waiting for news.

We must give the Flor family an explanation, not just the Flor family, but everyone needs an explanation."

But the young man named Nick refused. He also lowered his voice and said to his colleague.

"Dona, have you been made stupid by working with Jason? There were so many people present at the time, it's clear that this matter has nothing to do with him.

Moreover, who do you dare to touch? His name is Klein, he is Professor Asmodeus's son. Even if Asmodeus isn't well-known,

he is still an honorary professor at the academy, a fifth-tier arcanist. You want to act without thinking, do you not have brains, or do you no longer respect the academy?"