Trafford’s Trading Club

"You took out these people? Pretty handy, doesn't look like you've been doing this a lot."

At these words, Mr. Assascius almost did not press the guy in front of him to the sofa and then lock his throat.

Ludik, the guy who had grown up with himself in childhood and whose life trajectory was since different after he grew up.

"Stop it, I have something more important to tell you."

The campus chief is just arrived at the [Rose Public House] ...... originally, according to his itinerary, after leaving the orphanage, should be to return to the [Freehold Academy], and then was shouted by a phone call from Assascius.

The tone used was the kind of [If you don't come, you'll regret it, huh! ...... such a tone of voice.

The campus president actually came because he felt that the word [hum] at the end of Assasheth was really spiritual and his mind was touched.

Mr. Assasheth directly pulled Ludik into the side parlor.

"Mr. Leval, please have tea."

"Thank you, Miss Kriely." Leval sat down and took a glance at Cleary before suddenly saying, "It seems that you are not going to agree to the campus president's proposal, right."

"How do you know that ......" said the maid lady in surprise.

Levar said blandly: "If you said yes, your expression would not look this relaxed, you should be acting a little more nervous."

Cleary subconsciously touched her cheek ...... this kind of thing can also be seen through the expression of the well.

"It's also quite good not to promise." Levar but shook his head, "Just pretend that this thing did not happen, rotten inside, good for anyone."

After a slight hesitation, Cleary asked in a low voice, "But... will the campus president blame me?"

"It's not like he only has one choice." Levar casually said, "Of course, if you can agree to it, he will naturally have two candidates, which will be just a bit safer."

Cleary couldn't help but smile bitterly, "My lord's world, it's really complicated."

"My lord's world isn't complicated." Levar but said: "Lord's world, just more straightforward. ...... By the way, where are those few residents of the public house, are they all gone."

Cleary could not help but reveal a distressed look, sighed and said, "How should I put it ...... Anyway, we are not in a position to ask the whereabouts of the residents."

Boss Asacheth has actually been observing a basic code all along.

He ran a hotel where residents checked in when they came and checked out when they wanted to leave ...... He didn't actively gossip about the residents' whereabouts, much less ask them where they would go during the day.

He will just always be in the lobby of the public house light up the lights, or Kriley, or himself - there is always someone, waiting to open the door.

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It took about twenty minutes for Mr. Assascius and the campus director to come out of the room.

The campus president looked no different than he did after entering, only Mr. Assasheth was rolling his eyes.

"Levar, call a few people over and get rid of these bodies." The campus chief said directly at this moment.

To Cleary's surprise, for such an order, Mr. Levar did not even half hesitate and immediately called - this is a corpse ah, not miscellaneous things.

Only Mr. Assasheth frowned and asked, "Disposal? What are you going to do with it?"

The campus chief blandly said, "Since you came to me to deal with this matter, how I deal with it you should not ask, otherwise you will have to find someone else, poor Assacis."

Boss Assascius felt that this guy should have been held down and locked up when he entered the door.

Soon, outside the door of the public house came a car ...... an ambulance, the car came down a few guys in full protective clothing, directly Fahie several people's bodies moved up, and quickly left, before and after even less than five minutes.

Assascius looked at the sign on that ambulance, he knew what Ludik was going to move the bodies to.

The hospital ...... and it was still under the name of the family that Ludik was in - or perhaps, the morgue.

"I haven't been here before."

"I haven't seen you either."

When it was time to say goodbye, Mr. Assascius and Ludik said to each other in perfect unison.

"Krillie, you watch the house, I have something to do and I have to go out." In a short while, Assascius then said with the young maid of the public house, "If anything dangerous happens once, don't have hesitation, run directly to that Miss Yuuyi's room."

"Huh?"

"I don't know if she can do it if she sees death." Mr. Assascius said seriously at this point: "But if it is disturbed, I think she will probably react ...... Well, you can even say, [Someone is talking bad about Mr. Luo, Miss Yuuya] ...... like this ."

"I...I think the one who will be killed, can, might be me?"

Mr. Assasheth went out anyway.

The only thing the little maid of the public house, who was nervous, grabbed the broom and squatted at the counter in the lobby, her eyes kept glancing at the location of the room upstairs of Yuuya-sama.

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"Welcome, how can I help you ...... Huh? You're not the one from yesterday?"

Inside the ready-to-wear store, Miss Asman, the tailor who was finishing her clothes with the steam iron, heard the movement and turned her body the moment she saw but the customer who bought only one button yesterday.

"Here to bother you again, Miss Assmann." Boss Luo said with a faint smile.

Miss Assmann was stunned, and immediately put the iron down with her hands, and wiped her hands on her waist before saying, "No bother... Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Just see Luo boss at this time took out a camera out, smiled and said: "This is the case, I actually came to the [Free City] as a traveler this time, I want to take a set of photos about the [Free City] humanities and customs. I hope, Miss Asman can let me visit some of your store as well as the studio ...... As a hundred years old store or more, it must have preserved many things that witnessed the history of the [Free City]."

"Huh?" There were many people looking for her to make clothes, and even some who wanted to court her ...... but it was the first time she came across one who wanted to visit and photograph, so she couldn't help but hesitate, "Sir, are you one of those ...... travel journalists type of profession?"

"About the same." Luo boss said, "I do have the habit of recording interesting insights on the road ...... will be difficult."

Miss Asman thought about it and shook her head, "That's not so much, the order for the Holy Maiden ceremony has almost been delivered, I have some free time at this moment ...... you come with me."

"There is no hurry, I want to start with the store first." Luo boss said: "The decoration of this place, is it always the same as before."

"Yes, except for the outside facade which has had several renovations, most of the decoration and furniture inside the store, except after maintenance, have not changed much ...... at least, it has been like this since my father took over."

Just see Luo boss constantly fiddling with the camera in his hand, looks very professional look.

The old photographer had ...... Miss Asman suddenly had this thought.

"Here can be of up, can you visit inside."

"Oh ...... good, yes, this way please."

This kind of thing is still the first time to encounter, Miss Asman still some reaction is not over ...... according to reason should be to refuse the right, but why will agree so quickly, and still so natural?

The heart with this doubt, Miss Asman will Luo boss welcomed into the ready-to-wear store more inside the place.

The store, the living room, and the studio ...... here, directly constitute the entirety of Miss Assmann's life.

Inside the studio, Miss Asman is introducing tools that have largely been out of date, each of which is somewhat old and, although old, well maintained.

It was an exceptionally clean studio, and at first exuded a feminine delicacy unique to women.

"By the way, I remembered something." Miss Asman suddenly said at this time.

Boss Luo gave a please speak on gaze.

After a slight hesitation, this Miss Assmann silently drew out a heavy photo album from among the bookshelves on the side, "There is a photo that I want you to see...perhaps, you can also answer some of my questions."

Saying that, Miss Asman then carefully turned out from the album an old photo to, "the photo of this person ......"

The reason for being careful is because of the photo itself, which is a piece of glass.

"It looks a lot like my female companion from yesterday, right." After taking a look at it, Boss Luo said directly.

Miss Asman nodded, "It is very similar, even the body type is basically the same ...... but this album, has been passed down from to my grandfather, and before my grandfather, I don't even know how long it has been in existence."

"This kind of is the work of the wet version of photography, at least a hundred years to maintain the time." Boss Luo smiled faintly and said, "A hundred years is enough to reflect its value."

Miss Asman shook her head, "I don't have any research on this ...... I only know how to cut clothes."

Boss Luo casually said, "Since this may be a photo from a hundred years ago, Miss Asman thinks, does it have anything to do with my female companion."

"That's true." Miss Assmann nodded, "Maybe I was thinking a little too wildly, it's not like there aren't similar people in the world ...... Sorry to bother you, sir."

"Miss Asman, this photo, can you transfer it to me." Luo boss at this time but suddenly asked.

"Transfer?"

Boss Luo nodded: "Since the lady on this photo is so similar to my female companion, I think it would be a nice surprise."

But Miss Asman shook her head: "Sir, you are very kind to your female companion yet, it really touches me. Only, after all, this is handed down from the family, and although it is only worthless, I think I have an obligation to preserve them."

"Deciding so soon, Miss Asman." Boss Luo said, "Since I am talking about the transfer, don't you want to hear my opening price."

"This ......" Miss Assmann frowned, but still said patiently, "Well, sir, how do you intend to make an offer?"

"How about this item you see." Boss Luo pointed to the workbench on the side at this moment.

Miss Assmann subconsciously looked over, "Here...when did a box come here, how come I don't know?"

She hesitantly looked at the peculiar traveling photographer.

"Open it and see."

As if it was a whisper from deep within her heart ...... Miss Asman subconsciously went right before the workbench and reached out to slowly open the box in front of her.

"This is ...... shoes?"

She saw what was inside the box, a pair of shoes, a pair of delicate and transparent glass shoes.

"This pair of shoes, comes with a magic, it can make you become noticeable." Boss Luo's voice sounded softly: "But the magic will expire at midnight ...... Of course, if you use it properly, it might allow you, Miss Asman, to do something you want to do."

"Sir, you're so joking!" Miss Assmann shook her head.

But when she turned around, she found that Boss Luo had disappeared ...... She was suddenly shocked and hurriedly went to the table where the photo album was placed out, but saw that the photos in the album were not missing in any way, especially the photo made of glass, which was safe and sound.

Miss Asman could not help but frown, and hurriedly walked out of the studio, but searched all over the inside and outside of the garment store, could not find anyone, she had to return to her studio with a face full of doubts.

At this time, Miss Asman subconsciously looked towards the box.

The pair of glass shoes, also still here.

The glass slipper with magic ...... Cinderella's glass slipper? Miss Asman still shook her head, thinking that this thing is a little strange.

She directly closed the box and then put it aside, intending to wait for the next time after encountering this strange photographer, before returning it to him ...... should come back again, right?

Miss Asman thought so, and walked out of the studio.

Creak - the door slowly closed.

But the moment the door closed completely, but then jerked open, only to see Miss Asman quickly walked to the box, hands pressed on the box.

She bit her lips, and her fingers even tapped ...... rapidly on the box, Miss Assmann seemed to have made a decision, then opened the box again, and then one of the glass shoes to carefully hold up.

She placed the glass shoes under the light, her eyes gradually lost, "Try it, it does not matter, right? It's not like I'm really going to wear it out anyway ......"

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Mr. Assascius wore a trench coat, plus a hat.

He put his hands in the bag, but wandered in front of a small old building - I do not know what he hesitated, only to see him looking up from time to time, looking at the small building that attic location.

For a while, after hesitating, Mr. Assasheth seemed to have made a decision - he did not walk into the small building, instead, he was planning to leave.

Turn around and leave.

But at that moment, the door of the small building suddenly opened, only to see a guy wearing black clothes, wearing a hood, standing in front of the door at that moment.

Mr. Assascius could not help but frown, he looked around the street, and then gritted his teeth and went to the door of the building, and also saw clearly the appearance of the guy with the hood.

Is a facial skin complexion very incongruous guy ...... rosy some, pale some, like a new change out of the skin.

It is the guy who arrived in front of the orphanage last night with severe burns!

The moment he met his gaze, Mr. Assascius recognized the hooded man.

"You are...Robert, mentor Calvin's nephew?" Mr. Assascius asked tentatively.

"Please come in." The hooded man just gave a slight nod, "Mr. Calvin said you were almost back as well and told me to wait here for you."

Mr. Assascius blinked and said coldly, "I don't want to go in again now."

The hooded man's face was expressionless, he just turned around and walked straight in ...... without closing the door.

Mr. Assasheth shrugged and muttered, "Seems like a guy with no sense of humor."

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"Just your skin."

These were the first words spoken by the Calvin scholar after Mr. Assasheth saw the Calvin scholar.