I have a Synthesizer

The green-haired man merely stood there, and a crushing sense of oppression bore down.

Becky, who was beside him, couldn't withstand the pressure and fainted on the spot.

Klein, who bore the brunt of the force, stubbornly held on, a glimmer in his eyes. Lilith had been saved.

The green-haired man and Lilith looked very similar. Although he was wearing the Dark Crusader uniform that Klein detested, Klein knew that this man had come to save Lilith.

…

The man raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly thinking more of Klein because of his will. He didn't attack Klein but instead extended his hand.

"Give Lilith to me."

Klein didn't speak, only glanced at Lilith in his arms, and finally nodded.

He knew very well that this man had no malicious intent towards Lilith, but even if he did, there was nothing he could do.

Just as Klein was about to walk, his body suddenly staggered, and Lilith in his arms almost fell to the ground.

The man looked at the bone spear in Klein's chest and frowned slightly.

His green hair began to flutter, and an energy between fighting spirit and magic emerged from his body.

Dark green ripples began to spread outward from him. The necromancer, who had been afraid to move, cried out in horror.

"The Dark Crusader's Wave of Death, the Source of Plague - Kukasai Luo!"

The effect of the Wave of Death was as terrifying as Hawkins's Finger of Death. Everything it touched was rapidly losing its life force.

But the Finger of Death was a desperate move that Hawkins exchanged for a life sacrifice.

But this man released the Wave of Death as easily as blinking, and its attack range was even greater and more absurd than Hawkins's Finger of Death.

Whether it was the Black Knight, the Bone Warrior, or the necromancer of the Skull Society, they were all devoured by the power of death and annihilated in an instant.

Faced with the approaching Wave of Death, Klein's expression was somewhat wooden. He was too weak, and his reaction time had been infinitely stretched.

"Am I going to die?" Klein thought in a daze.

"Buzz!"

The Wave of Death passed through Klein's body, but his strength, magic, and vitality were not lost. Instead, they were replenished in some way, reviving his almost withered body.

But at that moment, a cyan-white radiance descended from the sky, dispelling the Wave of Death.

A gray-robed man stood in front of Klein.

The Wave of Death was such a distinctive move that it was easily misunderstood. If someone said that the Wave of Death was used for healing, probably few would believe it.

But Kukasai Luo wouldn't explain anything; he didn't bother to explain.

Looking at the man in the gray robe, Kukasai Luo said in a cold tone.

"It's you? I'm taking Lilith away. Are you going to fight me?"

The gray-robed man shook his head.

"Of course not. How could I possibly stop a father from bringing back his injured daughter? I'm just here to take Klein away."

Kukasai Luo raised his head slightly.

"So his name is Klein. Not bad willpower."

"That's natural."

Kukasai Luo walked to Klein's side, picked up Lilith from his arms, and stopped again as he was about to leave.

"You've been reaching too far lately. You shouldn't interfere with the Dark Crusader's affairs.

Also, I don't want you to use Lilith.

Especially to use Lilith to benefit your son, Asmond."

Under the gray cloak was Klein's father, the unremarkable arcane professor of the academy, Asmond.

However, this Professor Asmond, who was considered unremarkable by his classmates, didn't seem to take the words of Kukasai Luo, the leader of the Dark Crusaders, to heart. Instead, his tone was quite provocative.

"Heh heh, the leader of the Dark Crusaders shouldn't say such weak words. But I want to tell you, Lilith seems to be a rebellious girl. Although she is your daughter, she is also my subordinate!"

Kukasai Luo narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of killing intent, but he didn't act.

Although Asmond was nominally a fifth-tier arcane mage, his true strength had never been revealed in front of others.

It could be seen from the fact that his magic could dispel his own Wave of Death.

Asmond was at least not the kind of arcanist who only knew how to make bread.

Lilith was seriously injured now, and he didn't have time to delay here.

Kukasai Luo didn't say anything more. Carrying Lilith, his body disappeared into the forest with the wind.

Asmond looked at Klein, then at Becky, revealing a rather intriguing smile.

"This girl is not bad. Besides being a bit soft, everything else is good.

A lack of willpower is a good flaw. As long as she is influenced a little, she should be usable. It is worth nurturing."

Turning his head, the gray-robed man looked at Klein.

"I originally thought it was a second-tier Flame Demon, but I didn't expect a third-tier one to appear. Belinda's talent is somewhat unexpected.

But even if you are a third-tier, your performance is too weak, Klein. Without strength, you can't even die decently.

You are the relic I look forward to the most. This kind of performance doesn't match your identity."

— — — — — —

Ten days later.

Klein suddenly opened his eyes. Although he was awake, he didn't sit up immediately.

He looked around, checking the surrounding environment. It was somewhat unfamiliar, but the style of the buildings and decorations was somewhat familiar. It was the style of the Royal Academy.

At this time, Klein could finally relax.

Looking at the empty room, Klein sat on the bed and murmured softly.

"Lilith, was she taken away?"

After waking up, he was very calm, excessively calm, as if he hadn't experienced that battle and had just woken up.

There was no madness, no shouting, no excessive behavior.

Because he knew that doing so, besides making himself look stupid, wouldn't serve any other practical purpose.

Most of the time, Klein was a silent and lonely person, and also a very passive person.

If Lilith didn't come to find him often, he might have preferred to study magic alone in his dormitory.

And in most cases, Klein was a calm enough person.

Of course, he remembered the scene before he fainted. Although his spirit was on the verge of collapse at the time, perhaps because of the Burning Heart, his memory had always been very clear.

The overwhelming strength that made it hard to breathe, the same green hair, and the face that was very similar to Lilith's.

All of this clearly indicated that the man's relationship with Lilith was extraordinary.

"Should it be her brother? Uncle? It would be too young if he was her father, right?"

This was also why Klein wasn't too worried about Lilith.

And what was he? Lilith's so-called accomplice? Don't be ridiculous.

He was as fragile as a blade of grass in front of that man. His strength and pressure were even stronger than his mother, Katie's.

If it weren't for that man, the previous necromancer could have killed them all.

Now that he thought about it, he should probably really thank the man.

Unfortunately, the man was a member of the Dark Crusaders, and he seemed to have been targeted by the Dark Crusaders and the Skull Society all along.

"I don't know the other party's address. It seems I don't need to send him a thank-you letter."

Klein chuckled twice, but the cold joke he told himself didn't seem very funny.

The other party's strength was such that he could kill him with a flick of his finger. He was still too weak.

"That's not right. If the Dark Crusaders wanted to deal with me, he should have killed me with a flick of his finger before.

Moreover, such a super big shot shouldn't have a reason to target me, right? Then where did those Dark Crusaders come from?"