Trafford’s Trading Club

“Master, you're back. ”

At the same time, the maid suddenly came with some light voices - before that, Unight was probably busy in the kitchen, coming out with a tray with some food on it.

So there's an interesting triangle —— the position where the three of us stand, just like a triangle.

The sound of the wall corner clock, it hasn't stopped completely yet, the sound of the bell, is it the eighth time?

Rochu coughed softly and said, “Yu Night, get Miss Nero a suit. ”

The maid nodded looking at Lochu smiling before walking to Nero and delivering the pallet to Nero.

After taking over Nero's hands, who had no idea what was wrong with his condition at the moment, he was glad to say: "Yikes! Long awaited, miss. Your craftsmanship! ”

“The clothes are actually ready, Miss Nero.” The maid said softly, "Besides, may I invite you to the bathroom? ”

Nero blinked... I always felt like eating in the bathroom was a sad situation?

“Is that okay?” Once again, the maid asked with a smile.

“… OK. ”

If you always feel your head shake, the next second you die... Nero grabs the tray quickly and then steps back and disappears from the hallway.

“Master, the unclean things are taken care of.” So the maid turned her body again.

Dealing with something... Rochu laughed a little embarrassed.

“Welcome back.” But the maid quickly grasped the bullying.

This is the first time Rochu has returned since the club moved back.

“I'm back.” Rochu nodded. "Anyway, why don't we go to the study first? ”

……

The sound of flipping pages.

What Lochu is looking at right now is the business he's been doing since his vacation - the club business hasn't stopped, but Lochu hasn't been paying attention to it in the meantime.

Whether you're still in South America or in the short time you've been back, there's been a lot of deals done by the hands of Unight.

But it's the voices of ordinary people who use their memories, their talents, their health and so on, and then trade in something that they think is more important.

Rochu looked at it in a hurry and didn't have anything to be interested in.

The studio door was knocked, and Yunight came in again with a tray... a bowl of hot stuff on top.

Rochu smelled the smell, but he hadn't seen it yet, so he was curious: "What is this? ”

“I've just wrapped dumplings today, and I hear there's a tradition here of eating dumplings during New Year's Eve, like having turkey for Christmas. ”

She put the finished dumplings in front of Roquette, and some dishes of balsamic vinegar. It seems that there has indeed been good work done in this area.

“Just did it?” Rochu looked at Yu Night with some surprise.

Yu nodded: “I bought the ingredients in the afternoon and came back thinking that the owner might come back and temporarily took care of the filling. Later, while making dumpling skin, I sensed that Miss Nero's black card had changed, so I went out. ”

The thing about Night Flying Nero was said before and after.

“The Xuan Palace?” Rocciu sighed thoughtfully and then deep into his hand, suddenly a rolled parchment fell into Rocciu's palm and he opened it and looked at it.

This is information about the Xuan Palace, information that Lochu purchased directly from the altar at this moment.

“It seems that we are gradually beginning to deal with these extraordinary organizations as well.” Lochu appealed and let go of the intelligence scroll… In fact, dealing with extraordinary things is not once or twice, it's just like the Xuan Palace, the Taoists have never really encountered these before.

“Don't masters like it?” The maid suddenly said.

There's always a way that if you nod your head, then the next sentence of the maid lady is likely to be: Wipe them off… or something like that, Rochu shook his head.

“Not at all.” Rochu laughed: “Ordinary people have places where ordinary people deserve admiration. As for extraordinary people... they are also people, and there is no difference in essence. Instead, it's because the power is far more than ordinary people, and after feeling something that ordinary people can't feel, it becomes even more... hmm, worth expecting? ”

“I think the master might think so. ”

Unight nodded, "So what I chose to do about Miss Nero's entrustment was to evacuate, not to clean up. I suppose Miss Nero and them will still meet in the future. ”

Because there are already contradictory relationships, there may be a need for them when they intersect again later.

It's the same as, you know, doing business.

“You're always doing great.” Rochu laughed and then said softly, "Come on, come here a little. ”

The misguided maid bypassed the desk and came to Lochu's side.

Rochu stood up and pulled a tissue from his desk and gently wiped it against Yunight's face, "Flour, glued. ”

“It's probably too late for that.” Unight apologizes: “I'm so sorry to show you the dirty me. ”

“Nothing.” Rochu shook his head, "And how can I say, it always feels a little cute... probably the opposite? ”

But it's strange... almost perfect night, shouldn't there be such a small mistake?

Or, intentionally...

But at this time, Yunight didn't see anything unusual in the past, and Roquette's little doubts quickly set aside, sat down again, and began to taste Yunight dumplings.

I suppose you mean, it must be something from the night, right?

Though I have already eaten a year-round dinner cooked by Master Song, I can still taste the dumplings.

“By the way, where's Too Shady?” Rocchu asked while eating.

“He's planning a new year's event in the game world, isn't he?” Unight thought about it: “I heard it was in addition to the New Year's special event BOSS, let the players fight and so on. For this reason, it seems quite lively… the ‘players’. ”

“Last time it was a special Christmas event. Is this a New Year's event?” Rochu laughed. “That's very thoughtful, GM... So, where's Dae-chul on the 18th? How are they? ”

"There's nothing unusual about it," said Unight. "Since the 18th picked his own target, he's been dealing with the new one lately. In addition, Dae-chul was thrown into the dimensional crevice by the 17th. It should be intended that Dae-chul liberate Zhanlu's power as soon as possible in action. ”

No. 18, it looks like he's still playing the cultivated game... Wang Yuechuan.

Rochu knocked on his finger.

How to put it, as a boss, it is also necessary to be more concerned about the needs of employees than customers.

So what the 17th wants to do, there's nothing in Rocchu's way —— anyway, there's nothing in the 18th that violates the rules of the club.

“Um, dimensional crevices.” Lochu has some interest in this, "I went there a while ago to get an idea of the environment. ”

“The master went to the splint of the dimension?” Unight opened his mouth in surprise.

“Too reckless?” Rochu asked curiously.

“Too reckless.” Unight rarely stares at Lochu, even has some harsh feelings, "Unight has already said, even if the owner is not dead, but the body is unwilling to see if it suffers from injury! ”

“Sorry, I won't next time. ”

Yue Night called out to the airway: “Dimensional cracks, the last boss was there with him a few times. There are also a few people in the crevices who are even with me, or even slightly better. Although it has never been possible to cause harm to the owner, it is relatively low and there is no need to waste it, as the amount of money the owner has to pay will increase if he moves inside. ”

“Well, I feel it, too.” Lochu nodded, "Inside the crevice, the transfer of power is slightly blocked, but the impact is minimal… do I need to pay extra? So it looks like we really need to pay attention next time. ”

“It's about 10 percent extra.” Unight thought about it: “Remember the last time we talked about it. ”

“Ten percent?” Lo Qiu was stunned and then joked: “It always feels like something that turns into an exchange rate, or, in other words, pays import and export taxes. ”

“After all, the crevices of the dimension are uninhabited outside the history of all the worlds and, technically, outside the main composition of the world, are illegal.” Unight nodded.

“So we're in the legal zone… the club, Fanay?” Lochu suddenly said.

Yet this time of night, Midnight suddenly stopped moving, his eyes, his expression, everything, as if it were a pause… Lochu opened his mouth and then shook his head.

Similar cases have occurred before.

Not being monitored, but being rejected for such a topic... but having paused in this place, that is, having touched the edge of her question?

Illegal, legal...

Sub-administrator Alayer...

Different Sequence World...

Composing internal and external…

……

“After all, the crevices of the dimension are uninhabited outside the history of all the worlds and, technically, outside the main composition of the world, are illegal.” Unight nodded.

“That really needs attention.” Lochu smiled.

"Master, have you finished eating? ”

She looked at the porcelain bowl on the table and basically let the owner eat it all... but there seemed to be something wrong, I didn't see the owner eating so much...

“Well, because it tastes so good, I don't know.” Lochu stretched out his lazy waist and stood up, closing the books on the table.

"Master, are you going back? ”

“Yeah.” Lochu nodded, "and hasn't been back in a while. ”

Unight was slightly surprised and then reacted, "You said… Miss Ren. ”

“You too.” Lochu nodded and he reached out to Unight.

……

……

It's almost midnight.

Somewhere in the dark.

Hands up and down - knives.

The man lurking in the dark was simply struck to the ground by a knife. But this man was held up before he could land.

The person holding the stunned lurker was Jessica. As for the person who stunned her, it was obviously her current owner... Su Zijun.

After Jessica put the coma guy aside, she looked at Su Zijun with suspicion.

According to the theory, this lurker should be here to monitor something, but even so, the other party should have nothing to do with his side. She doesn't understand Su Zijun's intentions.

Su Zijun looked at the villa not far away and said: “It's kind of my property over there, there are some acquaintances. This guy's watching here, and I don't like it. ”

This makes Jessica even stranger... shouldn't it be better to capture people and torture them?

Su Zijun said: "This guy who is ambushed here is a 'silver sword warrior'. He's barely my minister or something. ”

So your minister is lurking here watching your acquaintances who live in your home industry… Jessica just feels a little twisted in this relationship.

“Sister!! ”

But in the dark, a slightly exciting sound suddenly sounded.

Jessica was shocked at the moment, when the Alliance was in a cautious position and saw a shadow suddenly emerge in the dark, at a speed that Jessica could not capture.

A very handsome young man with a slightly pale face and a thin lip that appears to be slightly purple.

After this young man appeared, his emotions were very exciting… but at least he didn't pose a threat and seemed to be an acquaintance of his master?

Sis... is the master's brother?

“Ghost baby... what are you doing here?” Su Zijun frowned.

Obviously, meeting a ghost baby here was a little unexpected, but not too surprising. The origin of a ghost baby is very special, and the perception of breath is also a special ability of his race, even if he does not pay attention slightly, he will be perceived.

“Lord Tortoise asked me to go out and do some business. I just got back and went to this place to see what happened.” The Ghost Baby speaks directly at this point.

“Here?” Su Zijun frowned. "If you know this place is under surveillance, why leave it behind? ”

"" Lord Tortoise said, "If you know who sent the whistle, there's no need to scare the snakes. Put one in anyway, there will be other replacements, do whatever you want. ”

“I suppose that old turtle is too lazy to die?” Su Zijun looked disgusted.

She glanced at the ghost baby and saw that he still had something like a file bag in his hand, and now she looked a little curious - but the ghost baby wanted to hide the briefcase quickly.

However, he quickly reacted. Such a move would only make Su Zijun more suspicious. I'm afraid that Su Zijun's character is...

“Give it to me. ”

If not, Su Zijun dropped the order without saying anything.

Ghost Baby was always ordered by Su Zijun to be bigger than Tortoise, so at this time, he gave the briefcase to Su Zijun very simply.

Um... Lord Turtle, I'm sorry.

Shit, the baby's face is a bit strange. Su Zijun became even more confused about the contents of the file bag... She opened the file bag and took it out. Fan County was a pile of photos and looked at it with a frown.

“When did this old turtle have such a hobby? ”

It's a picture of a little girl either angry, silent, or smiling...

“This is… Lord Turtle's interest, I don't appreciate it, sister.” The ghost baby lowered his head.

Su Zijun looked at the ghost baby suspiciously and then continued to stare at the photos. “Who is this kid? It always feels familiar, and I don't know why, it just looks unnamed...”

Lord Long, I'm afraid I have to apologize to you too...

“Actually, she is...”

At this moment, in the distant mountains of Tarzan, a column of light suddenly rushed into the night sky!

PS: This is for tonight.