I have a Synthesizer

Hearing this, Klein nodded. No wonder his father, Esmond, had adopted a laissez-faire attitude, letting him develop as he pleased. It turned out he had already prepared a backup plan.

If he could really control souls, then no matter how Klein developed, he wouldn't be able to escape Esmond's grasp. That's why Esmond had always been so calm and steady.

However, there was one thing Klein wasn't too sure about: the issue of soul entanglement. His current soul state was somewhat strange.

Had Klein's main soul already completely changed after the transmigration? Plus, he had undergone multiple soul extensions.

His soul state was now vastly different from before. Could the bottle in Esmond's hand still control him?

If it could, how would he break free? If it couldn't, would it still have other effects on him?

Based on the hints Frando had given, Klein had already thought of many questions.

But there was another question: Frando knew so much about the ancient ruins, and Esmond must also be aware of it.

So why did he still let him come? Was it because of the bottle, making him confident he could control him? The more Klein thought about it, the more confused he became.

… …

Klein couldn't digest all this information at once and could only turn to Frando.

"Mr. Frando, why are you telling me this?"

"I'm telling you this, of course, because I like the look of you, and also to win you over! Although I don't want to go back to Qian Jue's side, I definitely don't want to die!

You're all planning to kill me, don't you think I'm allowed to save myself a little? Tell me, when are you planning to make your move?"

Just to protect himself? Was Frando's motive really that simple?

Klein stared at Frando, hesitated slightly, and then slowly said:

"A move? Did Mr. Frando guess it?"

"Guess? No, no, no. Although those people in your Jess Society are capable, they can't hide anything in their eyes.

The way they look at me is the same expression, exactly like predatory magical beasts. It's very easy to see through.

Moreover, besides my own strength, I don't have any summoned creatures at hand, so I am indeed in my weakest state. It's very easy to kill me now.

If he succeeded, he could even synthesize a fifth-order homunculus, greatly strengthening his hard power.

Although this approach was a bit unethical and a bit ruthless, it was indeed the most profitable approach.

But now that Frando had shown goodwill to him and told him so many secrets, as well as the story of the ancient homunculus.

The shallow relationship of interest between the two had turned into a relationship where he benefited, which made Klein give up his intention to kill.

Profit is paramount, but when doing things, you always have to leave yourself some bottom line, otherwise, what's the difference between him and Esmond?

The will he wanted to preserve was Gwen. If someone helped you, and you killed them, that would be a bit too much.

"If you kill me, you may complete the task, but the actual benefit is very small, and it will also anger the Empress. Believe me, you don't want to bear the Empress's anger."

This reason was not sufficient, but Klein had already extinguished his intention to kill.

Klein was also thinking, when he was trying to contact Frando before, was Frando also trying to contact him?

When dealing with such an old fox, it's hard to say who is using whom! It may also be mutual use!

But even if it was use, Klein didn't care, as long as he achieved his goal. He said:

"Gwen has been urging me to get your information. If I give them your information, the time to attack you should be in the next few days."

Frando nodded.

"The information is no problem. My main body doesn't have much powerful combat power. You decide on this plan, and I will fully cooperate with you when the time comes!"

"Okay! The first thing you need to do is help me test Gwen's strength."

After the secret talk with Frando ended, Gwen approached Klein after he came out of the carriage.

"You said you went to collect Frando's information. It's been several days. How's the collection going? Share his information with me."

Klein looked at Gwen. He saw unease in Gwen's eyes. Klein understood that Gwen was already suspicious, and this matter could no longer be delayed.

"Okay, tonight you gather the people, and I will explain in detail the information I have collected about Frando in the past few days."

Gwen breathed a slight sigh of relief. It should be fine.

"Okay!"

… …

At night, the members of Jess Society gathered together, and Klein explained all the information that Frando could give.

"Frando has the physical qualities of a fifth-order warrior, not fast but still strong, no battle qi, and fifth-order magic power.

But he has no summons, and magic can only be used as an auxiliary. Although he is a fifth-order, his combat power is poor. His abilities are roughly like this,"

Everyone listened quietly. After Klein finished speaking, he didn't participate in the detailed killing plan. Gwen was still the main combatant in this mission.

After Klein came down, Gwen slowly opened his mouth and said:

"As Klein said, now is the weakest time for Frando. Therefore, I propose to arrange the assassination plan for tomorrow night."

"What if people from the Steel Brotherhood and the Mithril Magic Association intervene?" Lilith asked.

"Don't worry about this. Although they won't participate in this battle, they will definitely not intervene."

Klein narrowed his eyes. Listening to this, the two families also knew about this matter. There were more people who wanted Frando to die than those who wanted the Princess to die. This guy is really pathetic!

"The action will be tomorrow night. Does everyone have any other opinions?"

After Gwen determined the action time, he looked at everyone.

"No!"

"Okay, tomorrow night, Klein will invite Frando to dinner as a reason to start the assassination plan."

… …

The next night, Frando was sitting next to Klein, the atmosphere was as harmonious and friendly as ever, only the occasional eye contact between Klein and Frando would convey something different.

"Can you eat pig's feet too?"

"Of course! And it's very fragrant."

"Really? Then I have to try it! Oh, by the way, why didn't your little girlfriend come?"

"She has other things to do."

"I see!"

Lilith and Joe did not participate in Klein's dinner invitation to Frando tonight, but stopped and stood outside the tent.

The only person who knew that Klein was going to deal with Gwen was Lilith. Even Joe thought that Klein was going to participate in killing Frando tonight.

"Captain, what are we doing here? Don't we need to participate in the battle?"

With the experience of dealing with the fifth-order master Fakis last time, Joe became much more confident.

Because he knew that the long-range double-extended bone spear already had the effect of hurting the fifth-order master, so after he knew that he was going to attack Frando tonight, Joe seemed a little eager to try.

"Tonight, our main target is not Frando. Klein has assigned you other tasks."

"Ah? Other tasks? Not participating in Frando's killing?"

Joe felt a little inexplicable, but looking at the calm Lilith, he didn't ask much.

Looking at Gwen and the others gradually approaching the tent, Lilith knew that they were about to take action, and she turned to look at Joe.

"Joe, don't you hate Alvin very much?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Wait a minute, Alvin will be handed over to you, feel free to play."

"What? Alvin? Fighting our own people? Isn't that bad?"

"This is Klein's order."

Looking at Lilith's stern expression, Joe nodded timidly.

"Well, okay!"

… …

In the tent, when Frando was drinking soup, a penetrating battle qi came from behind him.

The speed was too fast, and it was a blind spot in the line of sight. When Frando sensed the attack, it was too late to dodge.

"Boom!"

The entire tent was blown away by the impact of this kick.

Gwen's kick was like a mortar, not only with inertial force, but also with a very outrageous explosive force.

When Frando resisted this kick with his back, it was already destined that he would be injured.

"Cough cough! Without any extra attributes, such pure battle qi and power is really amazing."

Frando spat out a mouthful of blood, tore off his half-broken upper body clothes, and stood up.

The power of attribute-free battle qi is not as fierce as many attacks with attributes, but when attribute-free battle qi is cultivated to a very high level, its advantages will also appear.

The battle qi in the attribute-free state has a very small momentum and is very suitable for sneak attacks. Just like Gwen's kick to Frando, when Frando reacted, it was too late to escape.

Because there is no attribute, it is extremely difficult to be restrained, and because there is no attribute, its attack power is absolutely average.

This is very important for a fighter like Gwen who controls his body to the extreme.

Because she clearly knows what kind of destructive power her attack will cause and what kind of effect it will achieve.

If 5 points of force can kill an enemy, then she will never use 5.1. Precise and perfect power control is Gwen's secret technique.