Trafford’s Trading Club

Thinking about the maid's words, Rochu silenced for a moment and said, “You mean she's been waiting for an opportunity to come? ”

Unight nodded: “After all, Skaaha is already at the top of the summoning spirit. For those of this era, the chances of succeeding in summoning her are infinitely close to zero. ”

“Hmm… Skaaha.” Rochu frowned: “I think I saw some information about her when I went through the old ledger earlier... let's do this first, I'll check back when I get back. ”

“Okay.” The maid has no objection to the master's decision.

Since the club is not intended to be hostile to any party and is completely independent of all others, it is also natural for the club owner's will to focus on the affairs of a powerful individual.

“Anything else?” Rochu looked at the time and was about to meet up with the Songs.

"The store has been cleaned up, Master, if there is nothing else to tell you, I will move away after I leave... I have already found a few new addresses for you to decide on. ”

“Just be closer to my destination this time.” Rochu shook his head: “Take your mind. ”

Unight nodded, but suddenly grabbed Rochu's hand and put it on his forehead. “Unight will have two days to leave. I'm so sorry that I can't keep an eye on the master. Although external forces cannot destroy your existence, the pain of a death will remain...”

She raised her head and looked warmly at Rochu, "Unight doesn't want to see the owner suffer if he touches the physical death and then comes back to life in the store, so please be careful with everything, okay? ”

“If you want to kill me now, it's unlikely.” Rochu laughed, “And it's only been two days, I don't think it's much of a problem... I'm not so unlucky. ”

And just killing his body, not destroying his existence.

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As a matter of fact, in the case of the old nurse, she should remain in the hospital. But the old nurse insisted on leaving, saying she didn't want to waste too much of the Church's money because of herself - although the priest had repeatedly said he didn't care about it, she had not been able to persevere in the end.

So, on a trip to Charity, it was quickly transferred to a house in the church -- the equivalent of a staff dormitory.

There are also several young nuns of the church living together, as well as a nurse in her forties. The nurse was also a teacher who taught the young nuns.

Lucifer naturally came in with the old nanny and Sharti.

For that reason, the Queen of Hell constantly mocks the magic of fate on the road —— letting a presence like her live in this church nun's house is really like putting a wolf in a flock of sheep.

However, since Mr. Isam's death, Chartie has become much more silent and has not reacted much to Lucifer's occasional cynicism, or even many times, but merely looks at the queen of hell with no expression.

But in contrast, Charlotte's gaze has become more and more attractive to Lucifer.

“I really look forward to this bright eye, the moment it's dyed black...”

“That's pretty nasty fun. ”

Lucifer, who was lying on the ground, suddenly said, while Queen Shadow, who was watching TV, responded - the old nurse needed to rest and stay in her room, while Charlotte went directly to the nuns' class, so Lucifer had to be grounded and left in Charlotte's room.

“Do you want me to restore strength to you as soon as possible, to give you the resources that exist?” Lucifer doesn't come back at this point, he's on the floor doing something.

“Thank you very much.” Skaaha also responded calmly.

Protected by one of the kings of hell... this is probably the easiest summons she's ever had - there's no reason to fight much in this world, not to fight any other summoning spirits.

“Speaking of which, can you get strength from food?” Lucifer suddenly asked curiously.

Because before that, Skaaha had eaten a lot - it was all Skaaha's passing from the kitchen, and she was still eating meat.

“Talking is better than nothing.” Skaaha looked toward Lucifer and found her standing up by now.

Or she's already standing in a map about a metre in diameter - almost all the materials used to draw the map were found for nearby purposes, especially the ink used to draw, and even more so made from more than a decade of dead bone ground and mixed with other materials.

Naturally, these materials could not have been found by Lucifer herself… Skaaha shook her head herself, and if her opponents had known that the first thing she was called to do this time was dig a grave, she would probably be laughed at.

“Done, what is this?” But she was curious about Lucifer's intentions in finding these materials.

Lucifer bluntly said, "Nothing, after the last time I summoned you, there was still a bit of death left, so I was going to use it to find my original men. They were originally in this city, but this time I came back and found them gone... but it seemed, I still couldn't find them. ”

The map at Lucifer's feet flashed for a few moments before fading completely.

Lucifer shook his head, "Looks like it's a long way from me... where the hell did you go to play, my dear Charlotte? ”

“If nothing happens, let me step back, dear summoner.” Skaaha suddenly said at this point.

Lucifer said, "Wait, there's something I need you to investigate. ”

Skaaha stayed and made a listening look.

“Help me investigate this church," Lucifer said... "I've heard that the apostle of God of this church has never seen anyone in person. ”

“Okay.” Skaaha nodded.

It's a really ridiculous summons.

The Shadow Queen sighed and suddenly said before leaving: "Dear Summoner, if you can, please put your clothes on. According to the ethics of this society, it's easier for you to cause unnecessary things. ”

Lucifer looked at herself stunned.

The house, although church-provided, is actually kind of rudimentary —— no air conditioning, for example.

In a dull room, in order to cool off, Lucifer simply wore a small vest and blue and white striped underwear - no more.

“Crime?” Lucifer suddenly laughed weirdly, "I was kind of looking forward to if this perverted and twisted guy showed up. ”

Skaaha sighed again and then passed through the walls of the room, leaving completely.

……

The philanthropist, Mr. St. Francis, was only recently active in the Rio community.

With regard to Mr. St. Francis' whereabouts, it will soon be familiar to everyone - it is the idea of many to be willing to marry a good man of incredible wealth and kindness.

Mr. St. Francis himself was very happy to be friends with his visitors, so it wasn't long before Mr. St. Francis' private appointments were full.

Tonight is Mr. St. Francis' daughter Miss Christine's 20th birthday dinner, already booked outside the hotel door, and guests' vehicles have been drained out of water.

At this time, in the lounge on the upper level of the hotel, Mr. St. Francis is listening to his Concierge report on the attendance of guests.

“... that's basically all, sir. The other thing is that Mr. Mayor's secretary called and said that the mayor was afraid to arrive later because he had a temporary meeting this afternoon, which was not yet adjourned. ”

Mr. St. Francis quickly said, "Reply to the mayor's secretary and tell him I will greet him personally at the door. ”

“Okay, I'll be right back.” The life secretary nodded quickly and then quickly walked out the door.

The life secretary's front foot just left, and Miss Christine walked right out the other door - the door to the dressing room in the lounge.

At this point, Miss Christine slowly walked out in a white dress embroidered in gold.

Mr. St. Francis gazed, nodded satisfied, and smiled: "Honey, you really fascinate men. ”

Mr. St. Francis picked up a box on the coffee table and walked up to Costney. The box contains a necklace.

Mr. St. Francis personally brought it to Costney at this time - in front of the mirror, Mr. St. Francis reached out and grabbed her chin, facing the mirror, after he had put a necklace on Costney.

He also looked in the mirror at the reflection of himself and Kosty.

“Look, you're a work of spare time. You know why I adopted you back from the orphanage? That's why I looked at you. ”

Costney frowned slightly - because Mr. St. Fran grabbed her chin and neck, a little harder.

“Know your assignment tonight?” Mr. St. Francis suddenly asked.

“The goal is what God has on him.” Kirsney is flying fast.

Mr. St. Francis laughed a few times, “What a good boy. Dad will give you a great reward when you get it. ”

“Daddy...” Krissny's eyes suddenly seemed to dissipate, and her breathing became rapid, and her face grew pale.

She seemed to have lost all her strength and could only lean on Mr. St. Francis.

“Oh? It's time again.” Mr. St. Francis had a few strange smiles at the moment, but at the same time let go of Costney.

He just let go of Kosty, and she collapsed directly on the ground, “Dad...”

“Wait.” St. Francis whispered, turning to the other door in the lounge, and shortly afterwards walked out with a box.

The box is not filled with jewellery, but with a syringe and a small bottle of powder.

Mr. St. Fran closed his eyes and began dissolving the powder in the bottle and loading it into the syringe - addiction, a very good way to control people.

This is Mr. St. Francis… the experience that a predecessor taught when Mingo was still at the Teito Command in the early years and was very effective.

“Daddy... I'm so lucky... Daddy... give me... Daddy...”

“Oh, honey, don't worry, I'll make you happy soon. ”

Mr. St. Francis laughed in a delicious manner and then turned his arm open.

After a few gentle bounces of the syringe, the needle was directly stabbed into Krissny's body.

She was still breathing hard, but the symptoms quickly subsided. At this point, Krissny's eyes were half closed and her expression gradually became weird, seemingly painstaking and like she was laughing.

As for Mr. St. Fran, he put the syringe away and sat down, smoking the cigar and drinking, looking at Cosigny as he was doing.

About fifteen minutes later, Kosty suddenly opened her eyes completely, and she looked around, but her palms grabbed her dress very hard, very hard.

Only Mr. St. Francis didn't see it.

When he saw that Costney was awake, he said softly: "Go make up for yourself, but greet me with your best side of the world with this so-called 'Messenger of God' and meet his demands as much as possible. I'll give you a chance to make it. ”

Costney nodded and turned to walk into the dressing room, carrying Mr. St. Francis, while she bit her lips hard on the inside and her eyes dimmed even more.

At this point, the life secretary who went out to work knocked on the door, "Sir, the Mr. Besson you asked me to pay special attention to has arrived. As you said, he did come with a friend in a mask, and I've taken them to the ballroom. ”

“Good, I'll be right there.” Mr. St. Francis nodded.

……

Mr. Besson sees this as a good place to propagate the greatness of ‘Bucky Theology', because he very kindly advised the ‘Messenger of God' whom he worships: simply put it here to show his hands.

In general, Bucky is also a person who will accept the advice of his men.

He thought that Mr. Besson's proposal was good, so he gave a blessing to a follower here who had already joined the Church of ‘Bucky', and also to a local official who had not joined the Church but had doubts about the Church, who likewise threw away a blessing.

The impact on the ground has been remarkable, especially since a number of people have been in private contact with Mr. Besson, led by people who have long joined the 'Church' and who are also guests of this occasion, in the hope of exchanging details about the 'Church’.

Bucky is naturally happy to see how many extra units of faith he can add each day after counting the wave of shows.

He discovered that the maid had given him a special feature on the club pad, which was to be able to spin the roulette once at the cost of 100 units of faith at a time by drawing lots.

Everything above is wonderful and wonderful, in case you can pull it off, naturally you earn it.

“Um... do you want a straight ten?” Bucky rubbed his chin at this moment, muttering: “Too bad it's too dark for me to keep my mouth shut! ”

What Bucky didn't know about the roulette was that there were two eyes in the ballroom at the moment, staring at his every move.

The source of her gaze was a woman leaning against the wall, but those around her seemed to have found no presence… Skaaha, the Queen of Shadows.

“It is not an obstacle…” The Queen of Shadow closed her eyes, "seems to be still collecting beliefs… It's kind of interesting. ”

PS: This is for number 8.