Trafford’s Trading Club

The classical man who came in gracefully greeted Lucifer and raised his head with a smile. The golden wig was unexpectedly gentle and didn't feel a bit heavy.

But Lucifer knows that every hair on this wig, it's brilliant gold because they're all made of gold.

You didn't see it wrong or hear it wrong —— it's real blonde hair.

Not only that, the clothes on a classical man can be described everywhere as truly luxurious - even with eight different gemstone rings on his ten fingers.

Lucifer understood this guy's earthy heart, although his characteristic temperament made him look less vulgar in his outfit.

“Wolfgang, it's not Tuesday. Why did you come early?” Lucifer, accompanied by Charlotte, sat on a chair with many stones.

Wolfgang was the name of this classical man, and Lucifer didn't like to call him that name that was embraced by future generations.

“Because of some minor developments, I intend to change the original plan.” Mozart… Wolfgang seems even more humble at this time.

Because he knows very well what is the identity of this noble woman sitting in front of him: the Son of Light, the Great Star of the Morning, the King of Hell, the Lord of the Legion of Fallen Angels...

“Oh?”

"Your Highness once said that if I could play a hundred songs that would impress you, you would allow me to lead you once to the cracks on both sides. ”

“It's nineteen. Time flies.” Lucifer grinned, “But Wolfgang, are you reminding me of my promise? You think I don't remember well? Or do you think I won't live up to that promise in the end? ”

“Of course not.” Wolfgang shook his head and maintained his indulgent posture.

Even if this is the Son of Light who betrayed God in the transmission… but as a member of a special group, he is able to leave with tolerance, even if he is unable to fight - only once that situation has developed, the good relations between the two parties, which he has worked so hard to run, will probably be destroyed.

Wolfgang couldn't help laughing at this point: “My lord, at first I thought that playing a hundred songs that would impress you, even if difficult, would not be an impossible task. Thirty years later, only nineteen of them had passed the standard, and it was too slow. ”

“Once a week, but you begged me to give you a chance.” Lucifer keeps mumbling and squeezing his eyes, "What, are you going to get more chances from me? ”

“Yes, I think it would be great if we had two chances a week.” Wolfgang lowered his head and prevented Lucifer from seeing what he was like at the moment.

He felt so cocooned at the time - no matter how great a writer he used to be and a performer, only 19 times in the last 30 years had he been confirmed, and he couldn't stop thinking about it.

When I overflowed with enthusiasm, put a lot of effort into it, wrote a new song, came with hope, and eventually all I got was an indifferent attitude... I came to find this corrupt Lord only when my head was stuck in the door panel!

Thirty years… how many girlfriends can you find?

“I'm only in the mood to listen to you on Tuesdays.” Lucifer calmly said, "Love doesn't come, next time, don't come again. ”

Wolfgang's eye curtain jumped slightly. His confidence has been beaten by the King of Hell for decades.

In contemporary vocabulary, to find one that can be used to describe one's current state, it must be: bitter.

Yes, he is convinced that he must be one of the most painful of all transcendents - after the recent and constant news that other transcendents have succeeded in becoming leaders of new transcendents…

What's so hard about it?

You see, even the house in the crack, the hidden sword with little head, can find a human at home!

You heard me correctly. I found one at home!

It's heartless!

“Your Highness, please give me a chance.” Wolfgang does not intend to give up like this, he is well aware of the rules here in Lucifer, "for which I am willing to offer a sacrifice. ”

“A sacrifice?” Lucifer suddenly laughed, "we can continue the conversation. But, Wolfgang, this has to be your sacrifice that meets my premise. ”

“Your Highness, look.” Wolfgang then gently stretched his hand past him and carefully pulled a wooden box out of the cracks.

The wooden box itself is no longer a thing, and Lucifer can feel the sacred breath of the wooden box. She frowned and then suddenly said, "The branches of the Eden apple tree? ”

Wolfgang smiled, "Yes, this box is made of apple tree branches. ”

Lucifer shook his head: "This box, though precious, is of no use to me. But you can send it to the Holy See, and I'm sure they're willing to give it back to you with Golden Mountain. ”

“It's just for saving what's really dedicated to you.” Wolfgang slowly opened the lid of the box.

Lucifer had excellent vision, and in a moment, he had a glimpse of what was inside the box -- a yellow page.

“This is…” Charlotte has also peered at this moment, showing a glimpse of surprise in an instant.

Lucifer didn't wait for Wolfgang to continue talking and reach straight into the void, and the pages hidden in the box flew straight into her palm.

She measured quietly.

“Lucifer, is this...” Charlotte already has some speculation, but doesn't seem certain.

Lucifer closed her eyes - but when she opened them again, there seemed to be a slight movement, "It's the real thing… The Dead Sea Instrument, and Wolfgang thanks you for finding one of the pages. ”

Wolfgang smiled slightly: "The Dead Sea Book records the origins of history, the birth of the gods. And this one, which happens to be the one I have on hand, seems to record the battle His Highness had with the angel elder. ”

“I'm curious where you got this page.” Lucifer seemed to shy away from talking about the ‘war of the year' to which Wolfgang referred, and instead asked directly about the history of the page.

“Luck makes sense.” Wolfgang laughed: “This is what one of my descendants got in an archaeological expedition by accident… Of course, I used a little bit of a small method to change the pages out of his hands. ”

Lucifer was funny: “I had no idea you were once known as a musical genius... and then people went to archaeology. ”

Wolfgang laughed bitterly: "We have no reason to limit the development of future generations. Despite his aspirations to become an archaeologist and an archaeologist. ”

Lucifer nodded, but she heard the bitterness of Wolfgang's speech.

Wolfgang is now the eyes of inquiry.

Lucifer silenced and said, “I have accepted this sacrifice… I have my rules, and since you have offered me something good, I will pay you quite well. Unlike Him, I never speak of nothingness... let me give you something substantial. ”

“Thank you, Your Highness! ”

Lucifer stood up and said, "From now on, every Tuesday and Sunday, you can come and play for me. The number of the other hundred songs should be directly reduced by 50. ”

Wolfgangton was ecstatic, which equated to his original mission, which was several times simpler - and you can finally see the end of it, without having to cramp your hand every time you play the piano, you won't be able to satisfy the master of hell.

“In that case, I'll get ready.” Wolfgang rejoiced: “Your Highness, I was just writing a new movement! ”

Lucifer plays with the smell: “Starting next week —— because I'm not in the mood today, and that's disrupting my original schedule. ”

Although it was impossible to do so on the same day, the Wolfgang was somewhat disappointed, but since it had been promised by Lucifer, it had been good enough… to wait for a few more days, which was not indispensable for Wolfgang, who already had a long life.

“Well, I'll leave first, Your Highness.” Wolfgang performs a very standard courtroom etiquette.

“Wait, if your descendants can still find the pages of the Dead Sea Book in the future, you can continue to bring them to me.” Lucifer smiled softly, "If there's enough, maybe I can just say yes to your request and go back to the cracks on both sides. ”

Wolfgang was not happy to hear such promises, but nodded - such promises are no different from empty cheques - and it was already a great fortune for his offspring to find a broken page.

So, even as an ancient ancestor, Wolfgang himself didn't like the future luck of this offspring.

Because passing on the complete Dead Sea Instrument contains the secret of opening up something else… The Aksha Records, which records all the root causes.

……

Charlotte took this page from Lucifer and was curious: "Wolfgang deserves to show you the clue to the Legendary Relationship of the Dead Sea Book looking for 'Aksha Records'. ”

Lucifer said softly: "The transcendent relies on the cracks on both sides for near-eternal life, and 'Aksha Records’, as one of the root things, is one of the important carriers of the Lord's present consciousness, the precious extent of which may be deserving even if He exchanges the whole of Eden… yet such a treasure, for these transcendents, is tantamount to poison. ”

Lucifer sneered, “These people who betrayed the world don't dare stand in front of the world and yell. In exchange for my permission, it seems like a huge loss, but for Wolfgang, it's just waste use at best. Besides... there's only one page left, and it doesn't really do much. ”

“And you promised him?” Charlotte didn't ask.

“Deductions? Will it ultimately satisfy me, or will I not have the initiative? What's the difference between a song and a hundred? Besides... who let this page keep track of my war with my brother? ”

Lucifer suddenly laughed, "Although the most important role of the Dead Sea Instrument, as it stands, is to look for the 'Aksha record’, it also has its own exciting ability. ”

“Oh?”

“Having a complete Dead Sea Instrument is tantamount to having the capacity to rewrite history.” Lucifer is lucid: “Holders can rewrite history through it - and, of course, such rewriting is not a real change in what has happened in history. What it rewrites is people's perception of the relevant history. ”

“I don't understand.” Charlotte is direct.

"Give me an example," said Lucifer. A man named Ryan, who died a hundred years ago from the war, and he was just an unnamed soldier. But by rewriting the Dead Sea Instrument, we can let future generations know that Ryan was a great king, once invincible, and even founded a great nation. And then all history will serve Ryan, and in all our cognitions, our knowledge, our literature, there will be this great monarch —— but the real Ryan, he's still the nobody. ”

“Rather than rewriting...” Charlotte was shocked: “Rather, it's the ability to manipulate historical memory! This is horrible! ”

“How horrific it is, it also requires a complete Dead Sea Instrument.” It's a pity, Lucifer said, "but there's never been a guy who can get the full Dead Sea Instrument. Whether or not it exists is also an unknown number. ”

“Perhaps I could divine where the rest of the pages are.” Charlotte picked up this broken page, her fingers curled up her hair and her face was full of excitement, "and with it as a clue, the success rate would be pretty good. ”

Lucifer is silent... why do you like divination so much?

“Well... I don't know why I'm feeling better all of a sudden.” Lucifer was cold, “Charlotte said, accompanying me to the courtyard for tea. ”

“Okay.”

But the next moment, Lucifer suddenly stopped and frowned. Charlotte looked concerned, and Lucifer said, "Bucky called me. ”

“Bucky? Did he show up?” Charlotte stunned: “Is there any danger? ”

Bucky's breath had just vanished before the conversation with Wolfgang, and it appeared again so quickly?

Lucifer's face suddenly got weird: “It did call me, but it was weak… it seemed like something really went wrong. ”

Lucifer shook his head, waved his hand, the floor in front of him, and suddenly a black six-mounted aperture appeared, "I don't know who you are, but to hit my prey idea, aren't you going to pay a price? ”

The son of light of the past, the star of dawn, the king of hell of today... every identity is a man of the three worlds who stumbles on the side of the world and shocks the three worlds - she really doesn't see much.

Charlotte shook her head, probably unaware of the indigenous gods that emerged there, or the descendants of the gods, and so on, and grabbed Bucky under the arrangement.

After all, Bucky had the gift of Lucifer: super luck.

At this moment, however, Lucifer suddenly spit out a breath of blood and the black six-pointed light array in front of him broke directly at the same time.

Before she even remembered to say a word, she glanced and fell directly to the ground.

“Lucifer!” Charlotte was shocked.

Lucifer, after the fall, is in a coma!