I have a Synthesizer

Back at the Jay Society, Klein found a letter on his door, a letter from Gwen of the Jay Society's Execution Department.

"Gwen!"

[Klein, tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, at the breakfast shop across from the Royal Academy's main gate.

Your Executor team leader will be waiting for you at table number 9 in the breakfast shop.

Also enclosed is the new Executor imprint. Attach the magic scroll to your arm, and the Executor imprint will replace the Thinker imprint.]

"So it's finally here. Is my mother's arrival related to joining the Execution Department?"

Klein thought to himself, then took out the Executor imprint scroll that came with the letter and attached it to his Thinker imprint as instructed.

Soon, the magic power from the scroll was injected into the Thinker imprint, transforming his imprint into the Executor imprint.

Unlike what Klein had imagined, it was a blue-green magic纹 similar to a woman holding a sword. He just didn't know what its significance was.

Klein was vaguely looking forward to joining the Execution Department. He had several important things that had to be done in the wild.

First, he needed to go to the wild to find a better environment for his breakthrough. This was very difficult and couldn't be rushed.

The movement of the chaotic arcane energy was too great, and the pollution was too severe. Just breaking through to the second rank almost paralyzed the first floor of the Jay Society for more than ten minutes.

The destructiveness was too great, and it could no longer be done in the Jay Society no matter what.

Second, he needed to find a suitable place to release Lance as soon as possible. He had many things that Lance needed to explain to him in detail, and the deserted wilderness was of course the best choice.

As the Jay Society's artificial human weapon, Lance definitely knew many secrets about the Jay Society, as well as the secrets of his father, Asmond.

Third, he needed to hunt down a fire mage who could at least satisfy the needs of his soul extension. As it stood, these types of mages were easier to find in the Fire Blade Church.

These three things were a must. As for other things, the future development and arrangements could be put on hold.

Having the identity of a Jay Society Executor would make it much easier to do these things.

...

The next day, Klein arrived at the breakfast shop across from the academy according to the instructions on the letter.

Klein walked over with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect that we would become teammates again, Becky."

"Yes, Klein, it's all fate's arrangement. Let's order something to eat first. There's still one person who hasn't arrived yet."

Klein didn't know if it was fate's arrangement, but he was sure it was Asmond's arrangement.

Although Klein could make bread himself, he couldn't just order a cup of coffee and refill it indefinitely. That would be a bit too much.

So, he ordered himself a breakfast and chatted with Becky.

"How long has Becky been in the Execution Department?"

"Since the end of the Fire Blade Church mission. After that, I realized I was too weak, so I joined the Jay Society to train myself."

"Is that so! To be able to become the captain of the Execution Team, Becky, your strength must have improved a lot."

"I guess so. I barely entered the second rank, mainly thanks to the Jay Society's rich knowledge reserves. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to improve so quickly."

Klein nodded. Becky's promotion speed was indeed very fast. The first time they met in the carriage, Becky should not have become a formal professional yet.

At that time, Mira had been at the first rank for a long time, but now, Becky's aura steadily suppressed Mira. In terms of the speed of improving her strength, she was much faster than Mira.

There was no way around it. The Jay Society's forbidden knowledge reserves were indeed too abundant. Like Klein reading ancient magic books, necromantic books, and arcane books, the library management had piles and piles of them, and you could read them at will for a few tokens.

For people with ambition, it was too easy to improve their strength in the Jay Society.

"Although the Jay Society has many secret manuals, you still need to work hard enough yourself. I think you must be the most hardworking type."

Listening to Klein's praise, Becky felt inexplicably elated. For women, a man's appearance is indeed a very important option.

And Klein's current appearance obviously met this requirement.

"Does Klein think so too? It seems my efforts are still somewhat useful."

Sure enough, she wasn't very good at being humble. Klein smiled.

"Oh, right, who is the third member? Do you know anything about them?"

Hearing about the third member, Becky shook her head and glanced at the time. The other party seemed to be late.

"I'm not very clear. I only know that the other party is a priest, used to balance the team."

"A priest to balance the team!"

Klein nodded slightly. The combination of knight, mage, and priest was indeed very reasonable, just like the warrior-priest-mage in his previous life's games. The configuration was fine, it just depended on the people.

The two chatted for a long time, and their third teammate did not appear until 9 o'clock.

Becky looked at the time and frowned. She hated people who were not punctual.

Moreover, this was their team's first gathering, and the other party was too late.

Just then, a voice that Klein was somewhat familiar with came.

"Hey, Klein? Are you my new teammate? You joined the Execution Department too?"

"Ah!~~" The person yawned and greeted the two with sleepy eyes.

The person's eye sockets were sunken, and their complexion was sallow, as if they had just been emptied yesterday, leaving not a single drop.

"It's actually you! Eric!"

Klein looked at the person in surprise. Looking at Eric's appearance, he was most likely just out of a club.

Becky's face was already frosty, staring at Eric.

"Mr. Eric, don't you have any concept of time?"

Who knew that Eric completely ignored her, looked at Klein, seemed to remember something important, and suddenly rushed over to hug Klein's thigh.

"Wuwuwu! Klein, after you abandoned me, you don't know how hard my life has been.

I especially miss the days we spent together. Now God has arranged for us to reunite.

Can we go back to the beginning?"

Looking at the diners around him and the suspicious look on Becky's face, Klein was already covered in black lines.

"What the f***..."

If he could do it, he would have slapped Eric to death with one palm. Fanning away the pungent smell of alcohol coming from Eric, Klein frowned and said.

"Can you speak human language?"