Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 629: You'll Learn to Fight

Daechul did not have much time to practice his abilities as some of the foundations of the Dark Soul Messenger.

Nor does he, as an ordinary man, like a taiyin, have a deep understanding of supernatural forces in his own right, so when he becomes a messenger, he can connect seamlessly with the basic capabilities of flight, atomization, etc.

On the 18th, after leaving the club, it quickly shut up over the city and finally stopped over a tall building.

In the rear, Da Cheol did not stop very skillfully - in fact, Da Cheol almost caused the need to use the anterior tear gland brake to be able to stop.

Boo--!!

However, he also crashed the water tank on the roof of his house out of a one-person dent, and even at this time Daechul was stuck on the iron skin on the surface of the tank.

“Number 18, can you give me a hand?” Dae-chul stood beside him, looking at something like 18 and shouting.

On the 18th waved, Daechul's body disengaged from the water tank, and he was less polite: “What's the matter with you, why don't you say fog? ”

"If it fogs, the scarf will fall off," said Da Zhe. ”

The 18th heart shook its head: “The messenger also has the ability to dress, which was set up to facilitate access to the Golden Lord. Very convenient and practical, you don't have to wear something that is an entity in itself. ”

Dae-chul laughed: “It won't take long to get dressed... well, the next time I control my ability to fly, I won't hit the water tank. ”

As he said, Da Cheol floated obliquely again.

“Whatever you want, whatever you like is your own freedom," the 18th said softly, continuing to look ahead.

Though promised to serve as Dae-chul's guide, the 18th has not done a similar job for such a long time as a Black Soul Messenger - but among an existing vacationing messenger, a passion to teach new people unexpected things.

Watching Dae-chul float like a toddler, the 18th can't help but shake his head... the new owner will transform an ordinary person into a black soul messenger?

Though there are a few words in my heart, I cannot betray them… just to discuss them in my heart.

“It's still not easy...” Dae-chul muttered at the moment.

The 18th was about to say something and suddenly stopped... only Dae-chul reached out and grabbed the key pendant that hung on him.

“Zhanlu! ”

Dae-chul screamed and then a sword shone out, turning into an ancient bronze sword! The revealing Zhanlu unleashes a powerful airflow, blowing the black robe hunting sound of the 18th.

By then, Zhanlu's sword had automatically come to Dazhe's feet. It was as if Dae-chul had suddenly found a point of balance. The shadow instantly stabilized, and over the night sky was the legendary sword fairy sword. The sword was empty. It was not at all green!

Da Cheol finally circled around and stepped on the sword like a scooter, stopping in front of the 18th, “It's okay now, I don't think we can keep up. Where are we going next? ”

“Is this… the Zhanlu sword?” the 18th silenced for a moment and suddenly asked.

“Ah, the boss said to use it for me.” Dae-chul nodded, then smiled a little. “Honestly, this sword flight was a great time, it was a daydream when I was a kid. By the way, number 18, where's your sword? ”

“I don't have one of these," 18th bluntly said. “I'm another system of capabilities. ”

Dae-chul said, “I thought the messenger had similar equipment...”

“Didn't the master tell you? ”

“Tell me what? ”

Blacksoul 18 shook his head and said softly: "Since I didn't tell you, maybe there's something else. Don't ask too many questions. Remember, as messengers, all we have to do is give our masters absolute loyalty, and we can bless individuals with a great deal of freedom without going against the will of the club and the boss. ”

And as a user of Zhanlu... perhaps more freedom. Black Soul 18 thought silently. But my attitude toward Dae-chul still changes… At least, I won't resist.

“Come on, you're my teacher now, I'll listen to you.” Dae-chul simply nodded.

Black Soul 18 suddenly said: “Also, I suggest you try not to use the power of Zhanlu as much as possible, but you should continue with your own basic abilities… In a few moments I will arrange some combat exercises for you. ”

“Battle practice?” Dae-chul frowned and shook his head: “Honestly, I don't really like fighting right now. ”

“It's not up to you.” Black Souls 18: “As a user of Zhanlu, can't you fight, is that a joke? And you don't just have to learn to fight, you have to be good at fighting. ”

Dae-chul frowned and asked subconsciously: "No. 18... do we actually have enemies or something like that? Like the hostile forces who don't like us, or the enemies who rob the land? ”

18: “The enemy? Don't be ridiculous, there is no such thing in this world... and what we are facing is definitely not something you can imagine or the concept of ‘enemy’. When you will be able to completely release Zhanlu's power, you will not need me, Miss Yunight, or your master to tell you about this. ”

Da Zhe jumped off Zhanlu, grabbed the handle of the sword, and looked at this ancient sword. “I don't like to fight right now, but the boss's love for me, I haven't been clear in my life, if he needs it...”

The sword was crisp and crisp, as in response to Da Cheol, Zhanlu's sword blade flashed a little light, and eventually turned back into the original key pendant, which Da Cheol hung from his new body.

“I listen to you, practice your own abilities more. ”

Number 18. That's the nod.

Dae-chul was curious at the moment: "Number 18, what are you really like? I can see your face. It's just a fog. Let me see it. ”

Daechul only heard the dull voice of the 18th and was curious about this temporary teacher and his colleagues in the future.

“There's no need for that," the 18th calmly said. “The black souls smell different, and with this, they can distinguish clearly. When you see more Dark Soul messengers, you will naturally know that. ”

“Okay...” Dae-chul nodded slightly disappointed.

At this point, in front of the 18th, a white card suddenly appeared.

“Master approved it." The 18th picked up the white card and looked at Dae-chul for a while. “Now that you've approved it, let's get to work. Listen, fighting is something you have to learn, but the messenger's business has to learn. ”

“OK!”

……

……

When Lochu went upstairs from the negative second floor, after maintenance and restart, Yue Night was already sitting quietly in the lobby.

When Rochu showed up, Yunight stood up hastily, "Master, are you going home? ”

"What's the master going to have for breakfast tomorrow? ”

“Chinese food.” Rochu thought about it, and then suddenly he said, "By the way, Unight, have you ever been to South America before? ”

“South America? ”

The maid shook her head, “I've read a few words about geography and history. But not really. During the time I was born, it was all on the European side, and then the owner of your country... are you going to South America? ”

“No… for now.” Rochu shook his head, "let me think again. Um... I have to go home. The phone's about to explode. ”

“Master, take your time. ”

“Oh, right.” Rochu turned around and said softly: “The new hairstyle looks good. ”

She was accustomed to having a long haircut and now she doesn't put it on her hairpin, but she changes her hair... In the face of the master's appreciation, the maid smiles at all.

When Lochu left, the lights in the club lobby went out and the maid sat on the chair and left a light behind.

Instead of closing her eyes, she held up a recipe, "Chinese food… what should I do? ”