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Outside the imperial capital, in the southern suburbs, after the Flesh-Eating Beast incident, this place became a secret stronghold for Klein's team.

If the mission was completed too quickly, they would go to the ruins in the southern suburbs to cultivate, delaying time until the last day of the mission deadline before handing it in.

The team's resources were reduced due to the mission delay, which Klein would subsidize. This was the team's action plan that Klein had arranged in advance.

Eric and Becky had been waiting here for 12 days. So much time had passed since the incident, and there was still no news of Klein, so Eric and Becky were also a little anxious.

Because the mission deadline was 20 days, and the mission had already been carried out for 6 days, that is to say, there were only 2 days left until the mission deadline.

If the time was really delayed for so long and they still hadn't returned to report, the Jay Society would send another team to search for them. This was something they both didn't want to happen, so at the latest, they would have to return to the Jay Society tomorrow.

Becky held the communicator and shook her head at Eric.

"There's not even a trace of a signal."

"There's no signal at all. There are only two possibilities. One is that the communicator was destroyed, and the other is that he's too far away from us."

"Too far away? Where could he have gone?"

"How would I know?"

Hearing this, Becky shook her head and walked outside, but as soon as she reached the door, she felt that the light seemed to have dimmed a bit, but there was clearly nothing in front of her.

"Becky! Be careful!"

Eric's reminder made Becky immediately alert and enter a battle state, but she still clearly didn't see anything. She asked Eric.

"What's the situation?"

"There's a monster in front of you!"

"In front of me?"

Just as Becky was wondering, the Scythe Demon's figure gradually appeared in front of Becky, surprising her.

"An invisible magical beast!"

The Scythe Demon placed its double blades on the ground, slowly lay down, and shook its wings, as if to indicate to the two that it had no malice.

"Specifically to find us? Who knows we're here!"

"Klein knows."

Becky nodded and slowly approached the Scythe Demon. Seeing Becky approaching, the Scythe Demon lowered its entire body, allowing Becky to take off two letters and a ring from its back.

"There really is, a letter from Klein!"

"Huh? Does that mean this thing is Klein's pet? Tsk tsk, quite a big size."

After the two roughly read the contents of the letter, they relaxed. Klein was fine, but he would need some time to return to the Jay Society, asking them to collect as much as possible 2 portions of Miracle-grade materials.

The requirements were simple: Miracle-grade, secondly cheap, and then no other efficacy requirements. The collection funds were in that ring.

Eric happily picked up the ring brought back by the Scythe Demon and said with a smile.

"Let me see if Klein brought us some local specialties from the West!"

As soon as Eric opened the ring, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

"These Ethereal Potions, he actually handed them over to me to handle. Klein, this guy, we really know each other! Touching! Wait, let me count!

1, 2, 3...106, 107 bottles, damn it, Klein, this beast, he clearly told me that the production of Ethereal Potions is very small, and he even sold them to me for 20,000 per bottle before. Is this not mass-produced?

He actually does this kind of thing to trick teammates so skillfully, it's too much. Don't you think so, Becky!"

Just as Eric was complaining, Becky patted him.

"Stop pretending. When you opened it just now, my mechanical eye already scanned it. Exactly 120 bottles. Don't lie, don't act, it's meaningless."

Eric's face immediately turned green. Damn, he forgot that Becky had become Klein's follower. Now he can't even get any potion money. Life is too hard, buddy, I'm under so much pressure.

"Becky, you've changed!"

...

In the Jay Society, Aismond sat in his office and asked Gwen in front of him.

"Hasn't Klein returned yet?"

"Not yet. Do we need to send someone to look for him?"

"No need. He's quite strong now, so he should be able to take care of himself."

Gwen hesitated for a moment. In her feeling, Klein's strength was not just "quite strong" anymore.

She was wondering whether to report Klein's strength problem to Aismond. His strength had increased very quickly, but Gwen herself had not tested it yet.

Aismond saw Gwen's hesitation and asked.

"What's wrong? Is there something?"

Gwen immediately reacted. This time, she still didn't choose to reveal Klein's strength problem. She thought, wait until Klein comes back and she tests it carefully.

"It's nothing. Eric and Becky have already returned and are reporting the mission. How should we settle their mission this time?"

Aismond stood up and lit his pipe.

"The Jay Society has the Jay Society's rules. Their mission was to protect the three heirs of the Protini family. Now one heir is missing, one is seriously injured and on the verge of death, and one is frightened.

In this situation, it must be that they failed to protect them effectively. The mission should of course be considered a failure. The mission reward will be deducted, and then they will be given a subsidy of twice the mission reward."

Gwen hesitated for a moment.

"Twice? Sir, after restarting the production of magic mechas, our economic situation is not very optimistic. No money can be wasted."

Although their mission rewards aren't much, breaking this rule would make future finances even tighter.

For this mission, the intelligence was incorrect. We can't handle it as casually as the Royal Academy. At no time can we cut back on resources for frontline combat members.

If the economic situation is tight, sell some potions and equipment to make up for the shortfall. We have plenty of potions and equipment in reserve, so selling some won't hurt.

Oh, right, you can deduct Klein's money and use it to subsidize Becky and Eric. Just tell him the mission failed. He made so much from refining ethereal potions; he won't miss it.

Deducting Klein's money, Gwen thought, was a good idea.

I understand. I'll issue subsidies to Becky and the others.

Esmond saw that Gwen hadn't left and was a little surprised.

Is there anything else?

Sir, the Imperial government has issued a document today stating that this year's high-level prisoner exchange will be hosted by Ms. Fachess of the Royal Academy and Her Highness Princess Qianhua. Our Jay Society needs to send a team of at least seven people to accompany them.

Esmond suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if remembering something. He didn't immediately answer Gwen, and Gwen didn't continue to press him.

Eric walked to the window and began to think. After a while, he slowly said.

For this matter, you personally lead the team, and have the Lilith Team and Alvin Team cooperate with you.

Okay, I'll go and notify them in advance.

Wait a moment. Do some maneuvering and arrange for Becky and the three to join the logistics of this prisoner exchange team.

Gwen was slightly stunned.

Logistics? The three of them?

Esmond nodded.

Becky is a Holy Knight. Fachess and Qianhua are both women. There's no problem with her entering as a female official.

Eric himself is a doctor. The team's actions will definitely require medical personnel to accompany them, so he's fine too.

Klein can serve as an accompanying arcanist, distributing water and kneading bread for the team. A team like this definitely needs an excellent arcanist.

Gwen didn't know what Esmond wanted to do. The members arranged for this prisoner exchange were a bit too strong.

In the past, these kinds of tasks were handled by just sending some people to deal with it, but this time, not only were two powerful teams arranged, but Klein's group was forcibly squeezed in.

However, as an excellent subordinate, Gwen knew what things she shouldn't ask, so she just obediently replied.

Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible. They can all be contacted now, except for Klein.

Don't tell them anything yet. Just hint to them not to act rashly two months from now.

Yes. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first, Lord Esmond.

Go.

......

These days, Klein had been very idle. Every day, he just read books, consumed a little magic power, and then sat in the caravan's carriage, chatting with Sean.

Mr. Klein, I've started exercising these past two days, but the other students look at me with strange eyes.

Geniuses are always different. If you're the same as everyone else, you can only be an ordinary person. You're a genius, so you're different from those mortals.

Sean was dizzy from Klein's bowl of poisonous chicken soup. Although it felt like sophistry, he still felt it made sense.

Mr. Klein, there's also something about your sword.

Klein made a "shush" gesture to Sean and pointed to the mercenaries leading the way in front.

Shush! I know, my sword is with them. I'll get it later. As for you, how's your research on the principle of disordered energy going?

It's still not very good. I can only create a few irregular fire particles after using up all my magic power.

Klein had a good impression of Sean, and Sean was a fire element mage, so Klein could teach him something.

Klein would definitely not teach basic theories. If he were to teach, it would definitely be the strongest ability of the fire system, such as Fireball.

He didn't have any intention of being stingy. He would teach if he taught, and even if Sean really learned it, he wouldn't be able to release the same Fireball as him, so it didn't matter at all.

Klein patted Sean's shoulder and comforted him.

It's already very good. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the difficulty lies in this beginning. You've already made a start. The rest is just daily exercise.

Ordinary people don't have mana burning, don't have Arcane Overload, and don't have the Book of Klein. If they want to complete a spell like Fireball, they can only practice creating disordered flames day after day. There's no shortcut.

Mr. Klein, thank you for teaching me magic and combat skills. I feel like I've made obvious progress these past few days.

Klein shook his head.

This is what you earned yourself. If you hadn't gained my favor, I wouldn't have taught you.

We're almost at Griesia. Mr. Klein, would you like to visit our Hogwarts?

I'm not a member of your academy. Can I enter?

Originally, you couldn't, but if you have Teacher Dilanka's guarantee, there shouldn't be any problem.

Klein hesitated slightly. Although it was likely that he wouldn't get any useful information, he still wanted to see the Hogwarts library.

Okay, but before going to Hogwarts, I want to get my sword back.

Under Sean's gaze, Klein jumped out of the carriage and slowly walked to the group of mercenaries.

Everyone, my sword has been played with in your hands for many days. Shouldn't it be returned to me now?