Trafford’s Trading Club

Inside the manor, an attendant brought tea and stood in front of the door of the door study, knocking lightly on the door.

Hearing the sound of knocking, the woman subconsciously looked at the dark-haired youth in front of the bookshelf before her voice came out smoothly, "No need, you go down."

The attendant responded respectfully outside the door before turning around and leaving.

It was probably already far away ...... The woman only then turned sideways to examine this black-haired youth who had trespassed into the middle of her study.

"Are you the messenger of the shop?" The woman spoke up in silence and whirled around, "Or is that above the ...... messenger?"

Boss Luo similarly sized up the woman.

People with power, regardless of gender, there is nothing wrong with pursuing youth ...... woman to maintain her looks at the stage of a woman's best years, and in the midst of the pomp and circumstance there was even a hint of a lack of anger.

It was a woman's man.

"Is there a messenger above." Boss Luo was somewhat curious.

The woman said indifferently, "That Miss Eleanor, isn't she above the messengers, I heard that she manages all the messengers."

Boss Luo laughed and said, "Why not the shopkeeper."

"I've met the shopkeeper." The woman didn't move, "You are not he ...... Plus, even if it is the shopkeeper, wouldn't you feel a little self degraded if you came here in person."

Boss Luo was a little more curious, blinking his eyes and asking, "What would the shopkeeper have to do to not feel like it's a bit of a self-surrender."

The woman said with a sneer, "That guy, hiding behind the curtain and manipulating the beings, isn't who he wants to meet, it's that people want to meet him in every possible way, but they are afraid to meet him. That guy, is such an arrogant and isolated guy."

Luo Qiu was somewhat surprised by the woman's description of the former shopkeeper.

"His Majesty seems to be familiar with our shopkeeper."

"Can't talk about it, had just a few business dealings." The woman shook her head and whirled around, "And call me Miss Sophia, I'm long gone from being Your Majesty."

Boss Lowe nodded amiably.

"The person who appeared at the Summit meeting that day, that's you, right." The woman... Miss Sophia said coldly, "Who was that other female? It should not be Eleanor, but more like one of my former creations."

"That lady's current body is indeed by Miss Sophia's hand." Boss Lowe nodded.

"I suppose so." Miss Sophia was silent for a little while, "Although it's not clear what the soul within its body is now, at least it doesn't seem to have been insulted."

Boss Lowe said, "Miss Sophia looks like she cares about her work."

Miss Sophia sunbathed, "If it wasn't my most beloved item, how could it be of interest to your shopkeeper? Even after hundreds of years, my attainments in alchemy have long since surpassed the past, but to this day, I still can't reproduce an identical ...... it. I guess what I handed over was more than just an alchemical puppet."

Boss Luo thought to himself, "Miss Sophia, would you like to meet her?"

"No need." Sophia said calmly, "It doesn't belong to me anymore, and it makes no difference if I see it or not ...... Also tell me what your intention is."

Boss Luo laughed and said, "What does Miss Sophia think my intention is."

Sophia thought, "This time, your shopkeeper is so high-profile in the eyes of the world, and even sent you two to manifest your sainthood in front of people, I'm afraid it's not just for the simple purpose of making a few more deals."

Boss Luo's eyes blinked and he did not speak.

This should be a preconceived notion.

It was true that the change of shopkeepers had never been officially announced - Boss Luo had not been in office for very long, and for those customers who had been there hundreds of years ago, or even longer, they did not have a channel to know about the change of shopkeepers.

Emmm ...... So much for the fact that you really don't have the style as a shopkeeper and such?

Lochou didn't really care about such things.

If Sophia merely thought of him as an emissary of the Black Soul, perhaps the conversation would be more interesting.

"A hundred years ago, you already fought once." Sophia intoned, "That war caused the Transcendent Power of the European Earth to fall into a low ebb. Because of that, there was more room for the [Clubhouse] to develop. By the way, the [Clubhouse] should also be grateful to you guys ...... So, this proclamation to the world is for another [Harvest] right, just like that war a hundred years ago."

"Let's assume that this hypothesis is valid." Boss Luo didn't move, "Then Miss Sophia, don't you plan to purchase some insurance against the chaos."

"Indeed!"

Sophia paused to sneer, her thoughts seemingly opening up as a result and becoming incredibly clear, talking to herself like, "The appearance of the [Black Card] will definitely be a source of misfortune in the future. Ninety-nine of the [Black Cards], no matter who gets it in the end and steps into the shop with the card, is also bound to be the winner, the best guy. For you guys, it's also the best quality customer."

"I don't deny that statement." Boss Luo nodded and then said, "Ms. Sophia, do you really not plan to purchase an insurance policy? You as a regular customer, perhaps I can give you some concessions."

Sophia looked at Boss Luo with a blank expression and said indifferently, "As a messenger, your level of discourse is not up to par, don't just keep selling something to your customers, you should come up with something that will inspire them to buy."

"I'm sorry for being rude." Boss Lowe nodded, making a listening face.

Sophia leaned back against her chair, feeling that she was gradually dominating the conversation, and casually asked, "Say, Your Excellency's reason for this visit."

"There is no particular purpose." Boss Luo thought, "Just wanting to come to see the [New World Alliance]."

"Look at what?" Sophia subconsciously frowned.

Did the shop hold other views on the appearance of the [New World Alliance]? The thoughts of that shopkeeper who was hiding behind the curtain ...... were impossible to fathom ah.

Boss Luo said, "May I know the purpose of the [New World Alliance]."

Sophia's small mouth opened slightly in surprise and whirled around to sneer, "I thought that nothing could be hidden from you."

Boss Luo said, "I'm not like the old shopkeeper who likes to keep everything in perspective."

"You're a bit special, though." Sophia was slightly surprised, "I've met quite a few black soul emissaries, and almost none of them are like you and don't take your shopkeeper seriously. Most of those emissaries are careful not to directly expose themselves like you did. Perhaps it's because of this specialness of yours that your shopkeeper let you manifest your sainthood in front of people."

Boss Luo smiled undeniably.

Sophia then said, "It's fine to tell you the purpose of the [New World Alliance], but can I treat this as a deal? I sell, you buy ...... What do you offer?"

"What does Ms. Sophia think is reasonable." Boss Lowe asked rhetorically.

"Right now, this is the only way to look a bit like a Black Soul Emissary." Sophia nodded, "I'll tell you what [New World Alliance]...or [Clubhouse] plans to do, and meanwhile, you answer me a question. How about it?"

"I want to know that first," Boss Luo said directly.

Sophia also said directly, "The [Fool], is it dead or not."

"Ms. Sophia, the [Fool] you know is indeed dead." Boss Luo thought, "But it's also true that the [Fool] isn't dead."

Sophia's light golden eyebrows furrowed lightly as she lowered her head and chanted something, "That is to say, has it been replaced..."

It was a while before she nodded her head, "This answer, is not ideal, but it's enough ...... You listen up, [Clubhouse] formed the [New World Alliance] to gather a large number of people with extraordinary abilities, and now the purpose is to establish the dominance of [Transcendence] in the present world, some of them It is believed that this world, it is completely possible to cross directly to the Transcendental Civilization, thus opening the door to a new world ...... This is also the source of the [New World Alliance]."

"The purpose now?" Boss Luo thought, "Then what was the purpose of the past."

Sophia unexpectedly looked at Boss Luo and said calmly, "It doesn't matter what the purpose was in the past, after all, [Fool] is dead. Now there are two guys active within the [Clubhouse], one is the [Sun's Seat] and the other is the [Moon's Seat]. These two guys have intentions of wanting to join forces and take the [Clubhouse] into their hands after the [Fool] was confirmed dead."

Luo Qiu said, "There are quite a few seats of the [Clubhouse] ...... other than Lady Sophia, do the others also hold an opposing view?"

Sophia said matter-of-factly, "I didn't say I held a dissenting opinion, nor did I approve, sly little brat."

Instead of replying that he wasn't really that little, Boss Lowe smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Sophia, for your answer."

Sophia gave a soft hmmm.

She did think that the young man in front of her was just a rather special [Black Soul Emissary] and didn't think in the direction of the [Shopkeeper].

The shop owner she knew was arrogant and withdrawn, emitting a kind of loneliness that was like substance all over ...... was the kind of guy who was already hard to take any interest in.

As for this young man in front of him, although he was saintly in front of people at the summit meeting, he probably borrowed the shop's power ...... If any [Black Soul Messenger] can ban the world's extraordinary power, then there's nothing for them to do.

Everyone go play with eggs, don't cultivate, and just be a meat pig.

That's why she appeared casual, and didn't feel that this young man was superior, and she herself would even be a little overbearing ...... After all, she was once doing business directly with the owner of the shop, and the [Black Soul Emissary] was just the shop owner's employee.

Of course, the attitude of this young black soul emissary also made Sophia feel quite satisfied ...... This is the way a waiter should be.

"Sit down, don't stand around all the time." Lady Sophia waved her hand at this point, "Don't be blamed for my lack of manners when I have the chance to meet your shopkeeper again in the future."

"No need to be polite." Boss Luo smiled lightly, "I'm leaving."

Sophia was surprised, "Now?"

Boss Luo said, "Before I came here, I had already made a round of the neighborhood. The purpose at first was just to look around and see what I've seen, so naturally I should leave."

Sophia really wanted to ask this little black soul emissary: you're not here to sell me something? Is the business still open? I'm sure I'll refuse, but you can't not follow the rules, can you?

I'm Ekaterina the Great who doesn't want to lose face?

"Is there a problem." Boss Lowe chuckled.

"...... No." Sophia shook her head and said matter-of-factly, "No escort."

"Excuse me." With that, Boss Luo put the book in his hands back among the shelves and was about to leave.

"Wait."

Sophia, however, suddenly shouted to stop.

Then, under Boss Luo's surprised gaze, Sofia stretched out her palm ...... a tesseract-like square, slowly floating out.

The quadrilateral began to separate, combine, and fold ...... its volume gradually increased, eventually even becoming the size of a bedside cabinet.

Sophia reached straight out and pulled out a drawer, saying calmly, "Since we're here too, take this back to your shopkeeper by the way."

"These are ......" Boss Luo was startled, the things Sophia took out were unusually familiar to him.

"Here are some replacement parts." Sophia waved her hand and an item began to fly in front of Boss Luo, "There are also some materials for the maintenance of the puppet dolls. I'll send out a copy of ...... your inventory about every hundred years, and it should be almost used up. You take it back, and this hundred year's share is considered given."

Boss Luo thought, "I've seen some of Ms. Sophia's transaction records ...... The records don't seem to be marked to say that Ms. Sophia you have an ongoing obligation to provide these parts and materials."

Sophia snorted and directly picked up a quill on the table, "What exactly I do, it's not your turn for a little emissary to comment ...... You go away, I'm going to draw alchemical drawings."

Looking at the parts and materials on hand, Boss Luo suddenly asked, "Ms. Sophia, if you were given a chance, would you be willing to take your work and buy it back."

Her eyes moved and looked up, but she didn't answer.

"Excuse me."

Finally, Boss Lowe said a soft farewell.

......

The quill turned lightly on Sophia's finger ...... The drawing on the table remained blank.

"Just looking around?" Sophia smirked to herself, "It's impossible to believe that, and I don't know what the idea is trying to be."

"Except, [Fool] ......"

In the midst of her contemplation, Sophia pulled open the drawer next to her and took out a mask with a unique pattern printed on a white background and brought it on her face, while at the same time, a screen descended from the wall of the study.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a silver-white uniform appeared on the screen.

The man said respectfully, "Your Excellency [Queen's Seat], what is your order?"

Sophia said calmly, "It's too noisy out there and it's interrupting my work, so tell the guys out there to be quiet."

"As you wish, Your Excellency." The man said quickly, "I will immediately notify the troops patrolling around your estate."

"There is one more thing." Sophia added, "Tell [Sun] and [Moon] that I'm not going to promise them ...... to stand down."

The man's expression changed slightly, but he didn't make a sound, instead responding respectfully.

Sophia directly closed the screen.

Suddenly, Sophia's eyebrows furrowed, "Did this guy ...... deliberately come over to reveal [Fool]'s information to me?"

......

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When Boss Luo returned home, he saw a scene like this.

A certain it child world academy school witch lady, at this time is ...... washing dishes under the supervision of the maid lady.

Saying that it was the training of the newcomers to the job.

--Where have I, Nan Xiaonan, ever washed dishes since the Star Creation Technique Style became a great success?!!!!

--Too much bullying of newcomers!

"Boss, you're back! I'll get you some tea!"