I have a Synthesizer

Outside Palomia, at the location where Klein and his group were attacked, a group of people in black military uniforms appeared.

A female soldier in black uniform was examining Hector's headless corpse.

“Judging by the skin condition and the remaining magic power in the body, the deceased should be a necromancer, male, between 25-28 years old.”

“The head is gone, and the things on his body have also been taken away. We can't determine his identity now, but he has the mark of the Skull Brotherhood on him.”

“Beheaded with a sharp weapon, was it done by a master?”

The person speaking had their face hidden in a hooded military uniform, making it impossible to see clearly, only a rough voice could be heard.

“No, Captain Jason, take a look at the incision. The deceased's wound shows a state of shaking from side to side.

This indicates that the beheader's strength was relatively small, and they didn't have any skilled swordsmanship. The hand holding the knife shook during the cutting process, causing such a wound.”

“Well, pay attention to those few savages, and those few students.”

“Uh? Investigate those students? Captain, shouldn't we search for traces of the Skull Brotherhood?”

Captain Jason shook his head.

“I suspect they are related to the Skull Brotherhood, that's why I asked you to investigate.”

“Yes, Captain.”

The man called Captain Jason finally raised his head. His face was covered with scars, making him look very ferocious. He looked at Hector's body on the ground, expressionless.

Only after everyone had dispersed did he grit his teeth and say.

“I originally thought you had some potential. I didn't expect you to die even with the Bones of the Undead and the Howl of the Banshee, and be killed by a few students, and even lose the Soul Stone. What a waste.”

… …

Klein, walking alone in the city, followed the city signs and arrived near the Royal Academy.

“I'm sorry, we're already full here. Please ask somewhere else.”

Although the Royal Academy would also provide temporary accommodation before the assessment, Klein had no intention of going.

Because of the large number of people coming for the assessment, even the Royal Academy could only provide collective dormitories for the students coming for the assessment.

If it were a commoner, that would of course be a money-saving benefit, but for someone like Klein who had the means, it would be terrible.

Not only would it not allow him to rest well, but it would also not be convenient for him to check the items he obtained from killing the necromancer.

Although the price of staying in a hotel would be very high during the exam season, it was worth it compared to what he wanted to check.

In the end, Klein found a hotel on the outskirts of the Royal Academy, booked a business room, and stayed there.

Locking the door and drawing the curtains, Klein sat on the bed and silently activated the Synthesizer.

As expected, a new prompt had appeared.

【You have killed the Necromancer Hector】

【Obtained a series of items: Necromancer's Soul Stone】

Klein didn't hesitate and clicked the receive button.

A ball of black light began to gather in front of him, most of which came from the Synthesizer.

Klein had a strange feeling that the reward given by the Synthesizer would weaken the Synthesizer itself.

After a while, a black crystal stone floated in front of him.

When Klein touched the black crystal stone, the information of the Soul Stone also appeared at the same time.

Necromancer's Soul Stone (Hector)

Grade: Miracle

Effect: Undead Will

Introduction: The embodiment of the world's will.

Klein picked up the Soul Stone and played with it for a while. It was a black gemstone-like thing that absorbed the surrounding light, which was very magical.

However, Klein didn't know the specific usage yet, so he could only put it away.

Without enough information, he wouldn't rashly synthesize something that looked so advanced.

This was a Miracle-grade item. Miracle-grade sounded very high-class, perhaps even more precious than magic items, so it couldn't be wasted.

Also, this thing was actually a series-type item. The Necromancer's Soul Stone was only one of them.

Then, besides the Necromancer's Soul Stone, there should be other Soul Stones as well.

Fire mage? Ice mage? Warlock? Priest?

It seemed that he had to explore how to trigger it himself.

… …

Closing the Synthesizer, Klein prepared to take stock of the spoils of this battle.

Taking out the Necromancer Hector's things, Klein began to examine them carefully.

A small bag of particles, a notebook, a gray stone, and more than 100 Thales.

Klein first opened the notebook. He didn't recognize the other things and would have to rely on the Synthesizer to identify them later.

And notebooks like this were most likely to contain important information.

Opening the notebook, Klein's expression changed slightly. This thing was undeniably important.

The notebook was a simple 0-2 level handwritten necromantic spell book, and it seemed to be copied by Hector himself.

Most of the spells on it had Hector's own annotations and notes, as well as detailed cultivation insights.

It could be seen that the original owner of the book, Hector, was very diligent, at least when cultivating and studying necromancy.

Klein shook his head.

“Isn't it good to live well? Why do something as stupid as attacking a train?”

He couldn't understand Hector's purpose. Until now, Klein didn't know that the Soul Stone was originally Hector's.

… …

Immediately afterward, Klein began to check the other two items.

Necromantic Particles

Grade: First Order

Introduction: Remnants of undead creatures.

Necromantic Crystal

Grade: Second Order

Introduction: Remnants of undead creatures.

These two items were materials used by necromancers. There were more first-order ones, and only one second-order one.

Klein couldn't use these things now, so he could only put them away first.

Walking to the box, he originally prepared to put these things into his suitcase, but after placing them halfway, Klein took these things up again.

Klein glanced around the room. This world's hotels shouldn't have cameras or anything like that, right?

However, in the end, Klein still put the notebook and the necromantic materials back on his body. They were all small things and didn't weigh much.

This was a hotel in another place, it wasn't time to relax yet.

Lying on the bed, Klein fell into a deep sleep, conserving his energy to prepare for the upcoming entrance examination tomorrow.