I have a Synthesizer

(This chapter is an extra update for the generous reward from 以前的羊.)

Qianhua watched as Faaqi's finger moved away from the roast quail, and asked a little embarrassed.

"Madam Faaqi, are you checking if the food is poisonous for me? Then, can I eat it now?"

Faaqi nodded.

"Yes, I don't object to you eating some outside food, but before you eat those foods, it's best to have me check them first. You are, after all, a princess, and this is for your safety."

Looking at Faaqi's caring smile, Qianhua nodded shyly.

"Thank you, Madam Faaqi. I am not familiar with outside missions. I still need you to remind me more. Can I start eating now?"

"Eat!"

Watching Qianhua, who had already started eating heartily, Faaqi turned around, walked to the window, and admired the changing scenery outside the train.

The lenses on her nose completely obscured her gaze, making it impossible to see her eyes, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, not knowing what she was smiling at.

… …

On the sixth day of the train's journey, this exclusive train for the escort team finally arrived at the first fortress of the Eastern Territory, the Beluga Military Fortress.

After arriving in the Eastern Territory, all areas would be designated as war zones. There were no longer pure cities here, and there were almost no magical beasts, only military fortresses and military outposts.

After arriving at the Beluga Fortress, the members of the escort team were arranged by the soldiers to rest at fixed locations, waiting for news of the prisoner escort team arranged between the two countries.

Madam Faaqi took the princess Qianhua to meet the commander-in-chief of the fortress, the Ash Bringer - Oulu'en, one of the Seven Great Generals of Tyrrell.

Qianhua seemed a little restrained as she entered the fortress castle. She had never been to such a military place, and the strict atmosphere made her a little nervous.

Arriving at the fortress headquarters, the two also met the supreme commander of this fortress, the titled powerhouse Oulu'en.

Faaqi introduced to Oulu'en:

"Lord Oulu'en, this is Her Royal Highness, the First Princess Qianhua."

Oulu'en got up and gave Qianhua a military salute, nodding:

"Hello, Your Highness Qianhua."

Seeing Oulu'en, such a veteran general on the frontier, salute her, Qianhua became even more restrained.

"There's no need to be so polite, Lord Oulu'en. I don't understand anything. You and Madam Faaqi can arrange the customs clearance matters."

Oulu'en looked at Qianhua and sighed slightly in his heart. As the First Princess, but without the qualities of an heir, it was truly a tragedy.

Compared to the Second Princess Qianyu, who guarded one side, Qianhua's demonstrated abilities were really somewhat unsatisfactory.

However, a princess is still a princess. Although he was a super-order, he still had to give respect, because the Empress was still alive, and the Empress was very young.

"Your Highness, it's better to listen. Understanding some military knowledge will also be beneficial to you personally."

Qianhua was stunned: "Um, okay."

Afterwards, Faaqi and Qianhua specifically discussed the matter of customs clearance documents for the escort team.

After meeting Oulu'en, she and Faaqi were arranged to dine on the second floor of the castle. Finally, she didn't have to eat Klein's kneaded bread. At this time, Qianhua was also particularly happy.

"Madam Faaqi, I feel that Lord Oulu'en is very strict."

"Lord Oulu'en is the border wall of our Tyrrell. Whether it is in terms of character or work, he is basically impeccable. Moreover, he is a soldier, a leader, so naturally he must be a little serious."

"Alright, Your Highness."

Faaqi walked to the food Qianhua had chosen and placed her hand on it.

… …

On the escort team's side, the leaders had to meet with the leaders from other places for friendly interviews and to arrange matters for entering Grandok. Naturally, the others could only stay in the station to rest.

The death of Shadow Three did not bring any waves. In the past few days, Gwen didn't even ask. It seemed that she didn't care at all that one person was missing from her team.

Klein didn't think Gwen had forgotten Shadow Three. The reason she didn't ask about Shadow Three's situation was most likely because she knew the specific situation of Shadow Three and Lilith. After all, Gwen was Esmonde's confidant.

In the courtyard, Becky was watching Lilith practice some moves, Qiao was also carefully studying Klein's double extension technique, and the three members of Alvin's team were also cultivating.

Not only them, but the other members of the guild, including the security department personnel, were also diligently cultivating. It was not without reason that these people were called the elite among the elite.

Only Klein and Eric, because they were explicitly told not to expose their strength, were at ease here as slackers, basking in the sun and bragging.

"Eric, the people on these borders are very strong. Even the basic soldiers are formal professionals, and there are even fewer ordinary people. It feels a bit extravagant to use professionals as human resources."

Eric felt that Klein's question was a bit strange. Didn't he understand this basic common sense! However, he didn't dare to slap Klein in the face directly, so he could only explain euphemistically:

"That's not surprising, is it! War should naturally be the business of professionals, right? Ordinary people are useless. I feel like one Blood River spell from me could kill thousands of them. What use are ordinary people then?"

Klein was taken aback for a moment. That's right, this world doesn't have war weapons used by ordinary people. Never mind nuclear bombs and missiles, or airplanes and cannons, he hadn't even seen a handgun.

As for powerful items, whether they were magic items or miracle objects, the user needed to possess a certain amount of power to use them, which greatly limited the role of ordinary people.

The role of ordinary people in the wars of this world has been reduced to an almost negligible level.

Just like Eric said, if facing a group of ordinary people with no power to resist, he could kill thousands with one big move.

Klein nodded, acknowledging Eric's statement.

"Alright, I don't know how long we'll be waiting at the border. If we have to wait a long time, I want to go out for a bit."

"Go out at this time? Where are you going?"

"Going to take a stroll up north. My mom is there, I want to go see her."

Eric's face looked a little ugly. It wasn't that he was afraid of Klein going out, but that he was afraid Klein would make him take the blame.

"We'll have to wait for Lady Fachess and the Princess to return before we know the specific situation."

......

In the afternoon, Fachess and Qianhua returned to the camp. Qianhua seemed to be in a good mood because she finally ate something other than bread, and she enjoyed it very much.

Fachess gathered the camp members and informed everyone that arranging passage would take some time. They decided to depart in three days, crossing the war zone to Grandok.

After receiving this news, Klein felt that his time should be sufficient, so he went to Gwen's room to ask for leave.

"Come in."

When Klein entered Gwen's room, he found that she was still studying maps. She could remember most of the maps of Tairerra, so it was clear that Gwen was looking at something else.

"Lady Gwen, I would like to ask for a few days off. My mother is at the Heimun stronghold in the north, and I would like to visit her."

After hearing Klein's request, Gwen frowned slightly. Katie had left too deep an impression on her. Her strength was even greater than Esmond's.

The last time they fought, she still remembered it vividly, which made the once proud Gwen become more calm and steady.

"At this time? Three days is too tight, and your current identity is the team's arcanist. If you leave, who will cook?"

"Heimun is very close, I should be able to get back in one day and one night. As for the food issue, I don't need to solve it at all!

We're in Belga Fortress now, not on the train. I believe those guys probably don't like eating my bread all the time either."

Hearing Klein's explanation, Gwen nodded. Eating bread all the time was indeed a bit unbearable, and she didn't want to eat bread much either.

Although Klein's request was a bit excessive, there really wasn't much to do these days, and Klein and Katie's identities were relatively special, so she couldn't refuse rashly.

"Are you going alone?"

Klein originally wanted to take Joe with him, because Joe also had the right to know about the ancient ruins, but after thinking about it, he decided not to take him. It would be more convenient to act alone.

If he found out the specific information, he could tell him when he returned.

"Yes, I'm going alone."

"This is the border, although it's not wartime now, there's still a possibility of encountering small enemy units. You need to be careful when dealing with them.

Leave tonight, you should be able to find a way out, but you still need to pay attention to the time. Go quickly and come back quickly."

Klein was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Gwen to let him go so easily, and even gave him some safety tips.

But after thinking about it carefully, Gwen had always been nice to him when they were in Jay's Society. She often made exceptions for him regarding the library's no-borrowing rule.

It was only last time, because he came back too late, that Gwen got angry with him once. Usually, Gwen was a gentle and very easy-going person.

"Thank you, Lady Gwen."

"Enough with the nonsense, do more work," Gwen said coldly.

"Uh, okay."

......

After leaving Gwen's room, Klein came to Eric's side. When Eric saw Klein coming over, he felt like he was in trouble. This big brother was probably going to ask him to take the blame.

"I've asked Gwen for leave. If anyone looks for me in the next two days, just help me brush them off. If it's Lilith and the others, tell them my whereabouts.

If they don't ask, you don't need to say anything proactively. Under normal circumstances, I should be able to return by the morning after tomorrow."

Eric questioned:

"What if you can't come back? Are we going to be 59 = 1?"

Klein frowned. How could he not come back? Is that human language?

"It's impossible for me not to come back."

"What if? I'm saying, what if?"

"Alright, if I don't come back, just say I was arranged to go collect herbs and will be back soon."

Hearing this, Eric's face fell.

"Sure enough, you're asking me to take the blame!"

"So, are you going to take the blame or not?"

"Okay, bro, you go ahead. Don't worry, I'll take good care of your family."

"Get lost."