I have a Synthesizer

"Long time no see, Klein!" Hearing this voice, Klein subconsciously turned his head.

"It's you?"

The person in front of him was Klein's former dormitory supervisor, Kahn.

"Is there anything I can do for you? Mr. Kahn."

"Heh heh, you speak much more politely than before, and much more naturally. Not bad, a lot of progress. As for what I want, I think we should find a place to talk."

Klein glanced at Kahn. Although he didn't know the other party's intention, the other party was, after all, a super-class powerhouse, and he still had to respect him a little.

"Alright."

The two came to the potion lounge. Marian placed two glasses of tequila on their table, and then glanced at the man across from Klein a few more times.

"I've never seen this person before! Did he just join the Jay Society? He looks quite old."

Because Klein usually sits here for a while during his free time, mostly at the bar. Marian had never seen him meet someone for a conversation like this before.

"Although I don't know how much this thing is worth now, I think it should be enough to pay for two drinks. Keep the change as a tip."

Marian was stunned when she looked at the token in her hand. It was a very old token, but she could clearly feel that the token was real.

After returning to the bar, Marian muttered:

"This token must be at least 20 years old! Is this guy some kind of antique?"

Klein originally wanted to tell Kahn the value of the token, but thinking that Marian was one of his own, he dismissed the idea. Charity begins at home.

"Speak, why did you come to me? Mr. Kahn."

Klein said to Kahn. His emotions towards Kahn were rather complicated. Although Kahn had helped him before, Kahn's style of doing things was really incompatible with him.

Kahn was a very extreme and stubborn person. Klein was destined to be unable to get along with him peacefully.

Klein already knew from his mother, Katie, that Kahn was one of the founders of the Execution Department, so he was not surprised that Kahn could freely enter and leave the Jay Society.

"My identity is one of the five founders of the Jay Society. Klein, I have the same Jay Society permissions as your father, Esmond."

"Yeah, so what?"

Kahn was stunned for a moment. Klein's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectations. No surprise, curiosity, or shock. Apart from calmness, he couldn't see anything else on his face.

"Okay, it seems that my identity didn't surprise you very much. This time, I just wanted to see you. Do I have to have a reason to see you? Can't it just be a meeting between old friends?"

Every time Kahn finished speaking, the surrounding space would undergo a disruptive stagnation, so that the sound of his voice would not be transmitted.

This was a method of using space ability to the fullest extent. Of course, it also had the suspicion of showing off his ability to Klein.

The corner of Klein's eye twitched. When Kahn used his space ability, he felt something strange. Every time Kahn finished using his space ability, a trace of arcane aura would be revealed.

This also made Klein more vigilant. "If it's this kind of boring conversation, then I don't think it's necessary to continue. I'm very busy, Mr. Kahn."

Kahn nodded:

"Okay, okay, Klein, you've really changed a lot. Every time I see you, there's a big change. Yesterday, you did another amazing thing.

You actually participated in the mission to annihilate the Skull Society base, and you even joined forces with that little girl named Gwen to kill the fifth-order Andrei. Your progress really amazes me."

You went around in circles just to praise me? Are you idle?

"Killing Andrei was mainly Gwen's doing. I just provided some magical assistance from the side and didn't help much."

"Don't underestimate yourself. Your potential is really strong, just like your mother."

Whenever Kahn mentioned his mother, Katie, a look of infatuation would appear in his eyes, making Klein's whole body crawl.

"Well, it's okay. I'm not improving very fast either. It's all thanks to the support of my peers."

Kahn changed the subject and said in a low voice: "Klein, how much do you know about your father, Esmond?"

Klein frowned slightly, looking at Kahn's self-important expression. Klein wanted to punch him in the face. If he couldn't beat him, Klein would have already done it.

He felt that Kahn was the kind of person who took a secret he already knew and then showed off in front of him.

"My father? He's the vice president of the Jay Society, the current leader of the Jay Society. Is there a problem?"

"If I told you that Esmond's purpose for you is very impure, and that you are not just a son to him, would you believe it?"

"I believe it." Klein blinked, saying somewhat casually.

"Huh?" Looking at Klein's indifferent eyes, Kahn didn't know what to say for a moment.

"He may be detrimental to you, you know?"

"I know."

"You already know that Esmond has a problem, so don't you have any ideas of your own? Haven't you thought about resisting? You have your mother, Katie, behind you, and now I can come and help you. You have a great chance."

Klein frowned slightly. Kahn's movements were too obvious. With his big movements, the arcane aura on his body would naturally flow out, making Klein vigilant.

Klein had long known that Esmond had intentions for him, but knowing was knowing, and now was not the time to reveal it.

His layout of the Jay Society had always been bit by bit, and he had always maintained a state of filial piety. He was not moving too fast, but he was moving steadily.

Klein was still very young, and he needed time. With the amplification of the synthesizer, if he was given another two years of development time, he would have a greater grasp.

Although Kahn was very strong, he was not one of his own to Klein.

It is easy to know a man's face but not his heart. Kahn seemed to be constantly showing goodwill to him, but who could say for sure what the real purpose of a super-class powerhouse was?

Moreover, his personality was very extreme, and standing with such a person was a relatively dangerous thing in itself. Therefore, Klein did not intend to reveal any information to Kahn.

"Esmond is my father. What kind of ideas can I have? A father wouldn't harm his own child, would he?"

Klein was very calm, and Kahn couldn't tell whether he was sincere or fake.

Kahn looked at Klein, who was impervious to salt and oil, and shook his head.

"I don't know if you really don't understand or are pretending not to understand, but I can tell you in advance that there is an ancient ruin under the Jay Society, and the initial purpose of the Jay Society's establishment is also related to this ruin.

The Jay Society is not Esmond's alone, and you are not just his son. As long as you promise me one thing, I will do my best to help you ascend to the position of leader of the Jay Society. How about it? Think about it?"

The main course is here, but this dish is not to his liking.

Promise one thing? Heh heh, if he was a weak Klein, he would definitely agree to him, but Kahn was a titled powerhouse, and Klein didn't want to have any substantial connection with him.

Klein was somewhat interested in the ancient ruins, but now the owner of the Jay Society was his father, Esmond. He didn't need to be impatient, the ruins wouldn't run away.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kahn, I don't quite understand what you mean by ancient ruins. If it's antiques or ancient buildings, I've seen many kinds. I'm not interested in antiques, and I don't have the desire to talk about it.

As for the position of leader of the Jay Society, that's even more impossible. I don't have any ideals, let alone any lofty ambitions. I just want to live a plain life, have a few children, and live a leisurely life as a wealthy man.

So, your proposal sounds grand, but I have no interest at all. If there's nothing else, then I'll take my leave."

Klein finished his tequila, then bowed slightly and left the table.

There were many reasons why he didn't want to contact Kahn, and the main one was that this person still had obvious arcane aura lingering on him.

This technique was almost exactly the same as the technique Klein had previously left on Holly, both of which were arcane marking magic recorded in the Jay Society's ancient arcane books.

The Jay Society didn't lack arcanists, but most of them were part-time. If there was a dedicated arcane master, then his father, Esmond, was one of them.

This showed that Kahn had either been in contact with Esmond, or had been targeted by Esmond, leaving an arcane magic mark on Kahn.

And Kahn didn't seem to have noticed the arcane aura on his body until now. He and Esmond were really judged to be superior.

When Klein walked out of the lounge, he murmured:

"You haven't come out for more than twenty years. Do you still think that today's Jay Society is something from your era?

You can't even detect the arcane mark, and you always show off your space ability in front of me. Do you really think you can go to heaven with a little space ability? You're just an old antique who is immersed in his own world.

Not to mention the position, even in terms of realm, Kahn is several levels behind his father. No wonder his mother looked down on him, a naive simp."

Klein's expression was very indifferent, and his evaluation of Kahn was the same as Esmond's, except that Klein's words were more vicious.

Although Kahn's strength was very strong, Klein did not intend to join forces with him at all.

As the saying goes, it's not scary to have god-like opponents, but it's scary to have pig-like teammates. Not to mention Esmond's strength, just his sensitivity to information and his control over the Jay Society were beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

It was simply a fool's dream for someone like Kahn to blatantly subvert the Jay Society. People without self-awareness don't live long. Klein could at most try to use him, and only once.