Trafford’s Trading Club

When he saw Rocchu give Unight a break from his hairpin, Dae-chul slipped back into the hallway and waited silently.

The experience of becoming a Dark Soul Messenger gave Daechu a natural awe of Lochu... But this scene, somehow, made Daechu feel that Lochu didn't have such a mystery either.

Seems… to have pulled back a little bit on the human side?

“Don't stay here. Come here. ”

Just as he thought, Da Cheol heard the voice of Lo Qiu... It still sounded as if he had spent two nights in Lo Jia Village, giving Da Cheol a delusion, as if he had returned to the old house of Lo Jia Village, but only from the second night to the third night.

But at this moment, a roll of black shadow slowly penetrated through the gate, eventually becoming a man in a black robe… also a black soul messenger?

Dae-chul measured each other in astonishment.

“Number 18, I just got back, and you're back. Welcome me?” Rochu smiled at the number 18 that appeared in front of him.

The Dark Soul Messenger who appeared was indeed the 18th. Faced with the boss's greetings, the 18th had not had time to measure Da Cheol, who was also the Dark Soul Messenger, and responded hastily: "My subordinates have met the master. In addition, here are some information on the Golden Lord. ”

On the 18th, he respectfully extended his hands, lowered his head and handed over the white card... Looking at the venerable appearance of the 18th, Da Zheng's consciousness opened his mouth and his heart flashed - if it were him, he would not be able to do such a thing.

“Oh? Put it down, I'll see.” Lochu nodded.

The 18th raised his head this time - these golden lords have had some time to collect.

Although she is now more concerned with Professor Wang Yuechuan and Professor Trevor, who received the Book of the Dead, after all, "cultivation" of these two is not a one-off matter, so as a black soul messenger, the amount of business that should be, cannot be pulled down.

Boss Luo returned to the first moment of the city, as the Black Soul Messenger No. 18 had sensed, and there was also a smell of the same as the Black Soul Messenger, but only to make her feel completely strange, she also intended to rush back to see what was going on.

“This is Dae-chul, my new messenger for this conversion. ”

Lo Qiu read through the mind of the 18th, introduced it directly, then thought about it for a moment, and suddenly said: "Well, let's see, Da Cheol will leave it to you for now, the 18th. ”

“To… subordinates?” 18.

New messengers follow the elderly for the time being and seem to be part of the club's tradition… usually have a similar time as partners. But for over a hundred years, the club has been transformed by two black soul messengers, one by the previous boss, and the other by the incumbent, the Too Shade.

“Don't you want to?” Lochu looked at the 18th.

On the 18th, he shook his head. “No, no, no, my men dare not. It is a privilege for my subordinates to have their masters named… However, my subordinates have not had the experience to teach the Dark Soul Messengers, so I fear they have not done well. ”

If it was too shady, it would have been painfully quick to say yes.

"It's all right," chuckled Rochu. “Just watch and teach. Besides, you don't have to be burdened with how much you can understand, which is Dae-chul's own problem. I don't have to ask for anything. ”

The 18th nodded, “In that case, my subordinate has instructed the new colleague as you asked. ”

……

After a short gathering and casual chatter, Dae-chul left with the 18th very simply, without saying a word more, appeared quite accommodating.

“Master, is it appropriate for Dae-chul to follow the 18th?” Unight asked curiously at this time.

As the one who has always managed the Black Soul Messenger, Unight generally takes into account the personality of different Black Soul Messengers, with the high potential to increase the diversity of the Golden Master type.

In fact, over a long period of time, it has been proven that different black soul messengers will choose the direction of the Golden Lord to be inconsistent.

There are people who prefer human children, there are people who prefer young beautiful girls, and of course there are people who look like No. 18, but they essentially like to play with the magician's "cultivation"... and there are even people like Tai Yin who start out with how to please the boss's personal hobbies.

“Isn't there a better person for now?” Rocchu calmly said: “As the host of the ‘Lord God' project, Tai Yin cannot easily leave this position. So for now, we have to choose number 18. ”

He looked at Yu Night and said softly: "I can't let you do it yourself, can I? That way, I won't be able to enjoy your tea. ”

“Black tea, would you like another, master? ”

“Thank you." Rochu laughed and went on to say, "Besides, if Dae-chul was one of those susceptible types, he wouldn't be recognized by Zhanlu, would he? ”

Yu nodded his head and asked nothing more, only to skilfully remove a piece of cake from the bird cage plate and carefully cut his owner into a small piece suitable for the entrance and looking good.

It's just that when the wrist cut the last piece, it unnaturally trembled, making the new cloud-like motion greener.

“'Is it almost time for some more oil?" said Rochu. Can I help you? ”

“Well... that bothers the master.” Night nodded softly, "and some areas of the back were about to be maintained. ”

I don't know if it's a delusion, Yu Night. Is this a little delicate?

Illusion…

“Then go upstairs. ”

……

……

Several white cards from the 18th quietly stood at the desk of the negative boss's study. Just finished servicing Unight, Lochu sat quietly here, his fingers were paddled on the information card.

Later, Lochu took one of them, and this one broke off and disappeared from his palm. It will return to the hands of the 18th again as a reply from the boss.

After that, Rochu took a roll of the map out of the drawer and spread it out in front of him - if Black Soul IX, who had left earlier to carry out his mission, was here, he would find that the map was exactly the same as the one he had in hand.

The only red dot on the map is still flashing.

“Almost...” Lochu thought for a moment and lit a little bit on the map, so a second marked red dot appeared on it.

After that, Rochu rolled the map again, put it in the drawer and left the study. And his next stop is -- the bottom floor, where the altar is.

Coming here, the altar automatically rises from the ground, spreading rolling fog from the ground… as if welcoming him.

He walked within a metre of the altar and, after a moment of silence, extended his palm.

A white light floats in the palm of Lochu's palm, and in the white light is a tiny tooth.

“Ask questions.” Rocky's parents are alive, “Rocky said. ”

“This information requires a life span of 50 years to be paid, or not? ”

“Payment.”

“Answer: No. ”

“Ask again.” Rocky thought about it again for a while. "Is Rocky still alive with blood besides me? ”

“This information requires a payment lifetime of one hundred years, is it paid? ”

“Payment.”

“Answer: Existence. ”

“So…” Lochu grabbed this tooth gently in his hand, "buy your personal information. ”