I have a Synthesizer

Inside the Royal Academy, Grand Princess Qianhua was seated in the academy's conference room, with Ms. Faki Si, the academy's honorary professor, presiding over the meeting.

Gwen was also a member of the meeting, with the Steel Brotherhood and the Mithril Assembly also participating.

“For this prisoner exchange, we will escort 11 prisoners to Grandok. These individuals are either high-level spies from Grandok or very important prisoners of war. Therefore, this is also a test for Her Highness Qianhua.

Our journey will traverse the Eastern Territory, pass through the heart of Grandok, and reach Grandok's capital, Amadis, to exchange for our own prisoners.

The main force will be the Royal Capital Security Guard, with the Jay Society, Mithril Assembly, and Steel Brotherhood providing auxiliary military support…”

While listening to Faki Si's introduction, Gwen secretly worried. They were departing tomorrow, but Klein still hadn't returned.

The Jay Society's Executive Department was not the Research Department; such disorganized and undisciplined behavior was truly excessive.

“That's basically it. If you have any opinions or additions, you can speak now.”

Seeing that no one spoke, Faki Si nodded in confirmation.

“Alright, since everyone has no objections, we will gather at the palace tomorrow morning and depart for Grandok.”

…

After returning to the Jay Society, Gwen immediately prepared to apply to Esmond to have Klein replaced.

But as soon as she entered the Jay Society, she saw a somewhat familiar figure greeting Hanlanda.

“Long time no see, Mr. Hanlanda.”

“Welcome back, Mr. Klein.”

After more than a month, Klein's hair had grown out a lot, becoming a buzz cut. The scars on his body had also faded a lot, but this made him look more like a warrior than a mage.

Gwen carefully observed and confirmed that it was Klein, and immediately became angry, kicking him.

Klein sensed the danger and forcibly suppressed his urge to turn into mist. He couldn't reveal the Mist Dragon's abilities here, so he could only turn around and use his scabbard to block Gwen's powerful kick.

Gwen's furious strike sent Klein flying, crashing into the wall behind him.

A look of doubt flashed in Gwen's eyes. Was this all he was capable of? Or was he hiding something? But what she said was something else entirely.

“You still know how to come back? Have you completely forgotten the rules of the Jay Society? Do you think you can disregard the Jay Society's rules just because your father is the Deputy Director?”

Klein quickly held out his hand, pointing to his body and saying.

“Hey, hey, hey, don't hit me, have mercy. I encountered an accident. Look, this, this, and this are all injuries, and even my hair is gone, this is just growing back.

Gwen, you don't know how much I suffered this past month! I went through all kinds of hardships to rush back, but I didn't expect to be beaten by my own people as soon as I returned. I'm so unlucky!”

Gwen first ignored Klein's complaints, then walked closer to examine Klein's scars, frowning slightly.

These were indeed recent new wounds, and they were indeed very serious. If he had suffered this level of injury all at once, he would probably be in a near-death state.

Wasn't he supposed to be chasing that Agatha - Proteni? Is that girl really that powerful? Could it be that Klein really was seriously injured and recuperating outside?

Although Gwen was very suspicious of the truthfulness of Klein's words, she did quell some of her anger.

“Get ready. In 30 minutes, come to me with Becky and Eric.”

Klein was a little confused. Gwen was usually quite easy to talk to. He didn't know why she was so angry today.

“Did she eat too many peppers when her period came?”

Although he really wanted to complain, Klein was still somewhat grateful that he hadn't revealed anything. After experiencing so many things, Klein was much more perceptive than before.

He had a feeling that Gwen's gaze was strange just now. She might not have just been angry, but wanted to use this as an excuse to test his strength.

“A troublesome woman.”

…

Thirty minutes later, Klein, Becky, and Eric gathered at the entrance of the library. As soon as they met, Eric greeted him with a smile.

“Boss, you're here! Come, come, come, Boss, this way.”

Looking at Eric's expression, Klein probably knew that he had skimmed a lot from him, but it didn't matter, as long as the matter was accomplished, money wasn't a big problem.

“You and Becky split the remaining money equally. Also, where are the things I wanted?”

Hearing that he had to split half of it, Eric immediately became unhappy.

Effect: Drives people mad.

Introduction: Miracle-grade material.

Source Poison Gallbladder

Grade: Miracle

Effect: Immune to venom.

Introduction: Miracle-grade material.

Eric's ability to handle matters was indeed outstanding. He still remembered that the first time he sold special potions, Eric had arranged it. Klein put away the ring and smiled.

“Very good, I won't mistreat my own people. Let's go, let's see what Gwen wants us to do. Becky, you go first.”

Becky nodded. She was still the nominal leader of the team, and this was even more important in the Jay Society.

…

Gwen looked at Becky and the other two as they walked in and pointed to a room to the side.

“Come with me.”

After the three entered the room, Gwen said directly,

“The Tairerra and Grandok prisoner exchange, which takes place every three years, will be held in Amadeus, the capital of Grandok.

Our Jay Society has been conscripted for the escort team. Tomorrow at 7 a.m., we will gather at the palace to meet Her Majesty the Empress.”

“What?”

Not only Klein, but even Becky and Eric were shocked by this news. The operation was tomorrow, and they hadn't heard a word about it before.

Klein looked at Gwen expectantly. He had finally returned to the Jay Society and was originally planning to lie low and develop for a while, but now his plans had been completely disrupted.

Klein chuckled dryly. “Haha, Lord Gwen, are we going abroad? You see, I've never been abroad before, and I'm not familiar with the place. Can I not go?”

Gwen was expressionless. “No.”

“Uh, then why can't the prisoner exchange be held in Palomia? Why do we have to go to Grandok, such a long distance away? It's going to take a long time!”

Gwen's expression was a little strange, as were Eric's and Becky's. Klein subconsciously touched his face, as if there was nothing wrong!

“Why are you all looking at me? Did I say something wrong?”

Eric whispered,

“Klein, do you really not know, or are you pretending? It was held in Palomia three years ago! It rotates every three years, which is fair, right?”

Klein glared at Eric. This bastard, didn't you, as my underling, know to help me out since I didn't know? Now you've blown my cover. You're done for. No salary for you this month.

Eric understood what Klein meant from his eyes and immediately gave an expression that said, 'Big Brother, I was wrong.'

Gwen didn't speak, just quietly watched their eye exchange until everyone was honest before continuing.

“Are your eye communications over?”

“It's over. Continue.”

Gwen looked at Eric and Becky.

“This time, you will be joining the team as support staff. Becky, you are a Holy Knight, so you certainly have no problem with etiquette and can serve as a lady-in-waiting. Eric, you were originally a medical assistant and a priest, so this time you will be a attending physician.”

The more Klein listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. They were both in their respective professional fields, so what was his support specialty? Baker?

He couldn't think too much about this, the more he thought about it, the more frightening it became.

“I'm not going to be the cook, am I?”

Klein looked at Gwen with hopeful eyes, hoping that wasn't the case, but Gwen nodded and didn't forget to give him a few more jabs.

“You are the accompanying arcane mage. You must not only provide the team with safe food and drinking water, but also arrange for the team's domestic water use. After all, Her Highness the Princess is also there.”

Klein suddenly felt like he had no will to live. He had been an accompanying arcane mage once during his mission in the Fireblade Sect, and it was a very unpleasant experience.

Kneading bread wasn't tiring, and neither was kneading water, but kneading water for dozens of people was very troublesome, and he even had to knead bathwater for people? How could he tolerate this?

“Lord Gwen, may I ask, how many accompanying arcane mages are there?”

“There aren't many people, just a few dozen in the team. One arcane mage is enough. How many more do you want? Can't one arcane mage handle the food and drink for 600 people?”

What Gwen said was so natural that Klein was speechless.

“Fine! Just don't complain about the bread I make being unpalatable when the time comes.”

Gwen ignored him and continued.

“Remember, during the escort, never reveal your respective strengths. This is something that Lord Asmond has specifically requested.

If you remember, gather at the palace gate at 6:30 tomorrow morning, especially you, Eric. If you are late, I will make you suffer.”

Eric quickly said.

“I will definitely not be late! Lord Gwen, please rest assured.”

“Alright, you can all leave.”

After leaving the library, Becky and Eric both looked at Klein, thinking that Klein was going to say something, but Klein didn't want to say anything at all.

“Dismissed, dismissed. Everyone go home and find your mothers!”

…

After dismissing, Klein returned to the potion rest area with some grief and indignation.

Looking at Marian, who had a spring breeze on her face, Klein felt even more uncomfortable, because Marian's expression showed that she had been nourished.

“Why the long face?” Marian looked at Klein strangely.

Klein lay on the table and said expressionlessly.

“Because your smile is too sweet. It's too much for me to bear, and you're full of the sour stench of love, which has caused tons of damage to me.”

Marian's face turned red.

“My smile is too sweet? The sour stench of love? Is it that obvious?”

“You might as well write on your face, 'I've slept with someone, and I'm so happy now.'”

“You bastard!”

Before Marian could get angry, Klein had already drunk the tequila in one gulp and quickly ran away, and this time he hadn't paid, it was on Lance's tab.

Klein really wanted to say that he wasn't a single dog, but why did he feel like he was eating dog food just now?

He missed Lilith a little!

I originally wanted to update twice and then go out for barbecue in the evening, but seeing so many people urging me to update in the morning, I honestly ran back to write. Life is too hard.