I have a Synthesizer

Klein walked towards the potion rest area. The closer he got, the stronger the mental connection between him and Lance became.

"Lance, is that guy in the potion area? Did he come back just to be a simp again?"

As soon as Klein entered the rest area, he saw Lance sitting at the bar, talking to Marian.

"Your eyes are so beautiful, but my eyes are even more beautiful, Miss Marian. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I have you in my eyes."

Lance can finally say those cheesy lines he wrote to Marian without any reservations.

"Crazy! Move aside, don't stop me from wiping the table," Marian said coldly.

At this moment, Klein walked over, took out a coin and placed it on the table, glanced at Lance, and then glanced at Lance again.

"Marian, I'd like to extend my room fee."

Marian took the coin and injected new magic power into Klein's Executor mark.

"Alright."

Seeing that Marian was not targeting him, Klein nodded.

He looked at Lance with a smile, ready to continue acting with him here to solidify the rumors of their discord.

"Isn't this Mr. Allen? What's wrong, you couldn't get Lilith, so you turned to Miss Marian? You really have a wide range of interests!"

Contradicting Klein was the established tone, and Lance naturally knew what to do.

"Klein, my friend, you don't have to be so hostile to me. My feelings for Miss Lilith are just a warrior's appreciation.

My love for Marian is true love! Do you even know what true love is? Someone like you definitely doesn't."

Marian listened to their conversation, smiled, and didn't interrupt, her expression seeming to say, please begin your performance.

The two of them traded barbs and insults. Aside from not cursing, they basically said everything else that was unpleasant.

Just then, Marian suddenly lowered her body.

Marian glanced at the two of them and said in a low voice.

"What are you two acting out here in front of me?"

Lance and Klein's pupils contracted at the same time. What was going on?

Lance covered his head, turned his face away, looked at Klein, and said with his mouth.

"She seems to know? What do we do?"

Klein also said with his mouth.

"How would I know? How did you act? You must have exposed yourself."

Klein looked up at Marian.

"Marian, I don't know what you're talking about?"

Marian first glanced at Lance and smiled disdainfully, then looked at Klein again.

"In your spoils, is there a Clock of Misfortune? I think you wouldn't have thrown away a more practical magic item, right?"

Klein narrowed his eyes, nodded, and took out the Clock of Misfortune from his ring.

"Is there a problem with this Clock of Misfortune?"

Klein had carefully checked the Clock of Misfortune before, but he didn't find anything special about it.

Marian didn't answer Klein's question, but took out a similar clock.

"This is called the Clock of Fortune, and it's a pair with the Clock of Misfortune."

Klein had a bad feeling. He seemed to have overlooked something.

Marian continued.

"Klein, remember our conversation the last time you came here?"

"Conversation?"

At this moment, an apothecary walked over, interrupting the conversation between the three. The apothecary placed 45 Thales on the table.

"Give me a tequila."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Marian straightened up again, skillfully making tequila for the other party, her expression calm, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.

Looking at it this way, Marian didn't intend to expose the two of them.

After confirming that the apothecary had left, Marian lowered her body again.

Marian placed the Clock of Fortune in front of Lance.

"There is a wisp of Lance's soul power in the Clock of Fortune as a power source. If Lance dies, the Clock of Fortune will stop.

And in the Clock of Misfortune, there is a trace of my soul. If I die, the Clock of Misfortune will stop. Understand, Klein?"

Klein was silent for a while. In other words, Marian's clock could tell whether Lance was dead or not, while his was Marian's.

Didn't you say that you don't have a romantic relationship? Why did you get a love token?

Klein stared at Lance with unkind eyes. At this time, it seemed that he couldn't hide it anymore.

"Why didn't you say such an important thing?"

Lance spread his hands innocently.

"I didn't know at all. She gave me this thing, that's right. I thought it was just an ordinary magic item..."

Marian shook her head again.

"Klein, do you think it's really because of the Clock of Fortune? Look at the way he is.

Even without the Clock of Fortune, I might not be able to find out right away, but as long as I interact with him a few more times, I will still know his identity."

Klein frowned.

"Why?"

"Because of his eyes, some of his unintentional small actions, are enough to show his identity."

Small actions and some habits, he also discovered this problem when he first came to this world.

Klein nodded and was about to take back the Clock of Misfortune when Lance took it back before him.

"Why are you looking at me? This clock was originally mine!"

Klein put his hand down halfway. Okay, these days, even the things in the bottle know how to resist.

Marian got up again and mixed a glass of tequila for Klein and Lance respectively, and pushed it in front of them.

“Besides me, President Asmond is the only one who knows him best.

So, if you don't want Lance exposed, try to get him to change his eyes and habits before he comes into contact with President Asmond.

These two cups are on me.”

Klein nodded. He had indeed overlooked these details.

“Thank you, Marian.”

Marian shook her head.

“I should be the one thanking you, Klein. I'm not completely unaware of his affairs.

Our relationship ended before it even began, but you gave him a new life.

So, thank you for saving him, thank you for bringing him back, and thank you for allowing us to truly begin.”

Klein was a little embarrassed by what she said.

“Oh, you're welcome! I often do good deeds.”

Lance, who had been silent all along, was about to speak when Marian interrupted him.

“You shut up, don't talk.”

“Oh!” Lance lowered his head again.

Marian looked at Klein again.

“Alright, if you continue to stay here, it will arouse suspicion. You can leave now. The following time is for the two of us.”

Klein was stunned. Are you two progressing so quickly? Fortunately, I'm not a single dog, or I would have been dragged in and killed.

He looked at Marian, who seemed to be smiling but not really, and said softly.

“You guys, slow down the pace, don't rush too fast, it will feel unreal.”

Marian poured a cup of coffee into her glass.

“I know, and acting requires a full set. To make it look real, there must be action and conflict, which will leave a deep impression.”

Just as Klein was about to ask how to act, Marian splashed the coffee in her hand on his face.

This big action naturally attracted the attention of others. Marian looked at Klein coldly and said.

“I said, you are not welcome here.”

Klein looked dazed. Women's acting skills are indeed innate. Okay, I'm leaving. What a dog couple.

Klein left the apothecary's lounge with a resentful expression, believing that this scene would soon reach Asmond's ears.

… …

Back in his room, Klein sighed at his shortcomings in some aspects.

If Marian hadn't reminded him today, perhaps his father, Asmond, would have really noticed Lance's strangeness.

After briefly thinking about the places he might have overlooked, Klein shook his head and sighed slightly.

“I still have to pay attention in the future.”

Klein summoned a Black Warrior. Although clad in armor, the Black Warrior's core was still a skeleton. He was going to carry out skeletal strengthening, the third stage.

Although this process was painful, skeletal strengthening not only improved his physical fitness, but also increased the extension strength of his skeleton after strengthening. Therefore, this strengthening was necessary.

After preparing almost everything, Klein locked the door.

“Skeletal strengthening, third stage, begin.”

Perhaps it was because Klein's body had undergone two arcane baptisms, or perhaps his pain tolerance had increased.

This skeletal strengthening was not as painful as he had imagined. Klein gritted his teeth and persevered for a while before getting through it.

【Skeletal Strengthening: Stage 3】

【Your constitution has increased to: 29.1】

【Your agility has increased to: 31.8】

【Your strength has increased to: 31.3】

Because he had undergone two arcane energy baptisms, the attribute increase was not much, but Klein felt that the hardness of his bones was now enough for some of his previous magical ideas.

“This hardness should be enough to support an exoskeleton or gigantification.”

Klein recalled the second-order necromancer who had caught his bone spear in the battle in the southern suburbs.

“The Hand of the Skeleton King should be a secret technique of the Skeleton Society. If I have the chance, I have to catch a few Skeleton Society mages and ask them.”

Recalling the scene of the battle at that time, a bone appeared from Klein's back, gradually expanding and extending, turning into a huge skeletal arm.

After moving the arm a bit, although it was already very large, Klein was still not very satisfied.

“This scale is still too small, a little bigger, burn magic.”

Under the blessing of burning magic, the bones were extended and expanded again, and the skeletal arm had filled his entire room.

This time, he felt unprecedentedly good, and a black color flashed in Klein's eyes.

“Power of shadow.”

The black power of shadow covered the entire skeletal arm, and the skeletal arm, which was already against the wall, immediately caused damage to the room.

The fingertips of the finger bones broke the door of the room, and the back of the hand also inadvertently crushed the lights in the room.

“Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!”

A piercing alarm sounded, and Klein's skeletal arm also collapsed at the same time, and the experiment ended in failure.

Looking at the broken bones on the ground, Klein frowned.

“After the bones are enlarged, the structure of the bones is difficult to maintain. It's a pity, I was so close to success! Forget it, let's start with a small one first.”

Just as Klein was preparing to continue the experiment, a voice came from the communicator.

【Mr. Klein, according to your damage to the room and the resources lost by the magic power recovery system, please go to Miss Marian's place before the end of the month to pay a fine of 780 Thales】

“I just broke a few lights, a few cushions, and a door, and it costs 780? Black B Jay Society is beyond saving!”

Some readers asked why the second-order skeletal strengthening was not explained. That section was blocked.

I am modifying the previous text, and maybe it can be released after it is modified. It should be a violation involving blood or skeletons.