Trafford’s Trading Club

“It's a guest.” The maid said.

Guests?

Dae-chul beamed well... why did the Guest squat in the bathroom and hold a bowl? Looks like he ate something here?

“It may be a personal hobby of this Guest.” The maid didn't move her voice.

Hmm... what can Dae-chul say?

It's just strange that this guest, Nero, could actually sleep in this place —— he wasn't even awakened by talking to Miss Unight.

“Probably too tired.” Once again, the maid said, "but since this Guest likes to be here, let's not disturb them on the principle of customer supremacy. ”

Hmm... that sounds like there's nothing wrong with that.

However……

In front of Dae-chul, the maid gently locked the bathroom door outside and inside... locked...

Is she really sleeping because she's tired...

Dae-chul always felt that something terrible seemed to have happened in it - of course, Dae-chul, as a member of society before he became the messenger of the Dark Soul, had very cleverly failed to explore the truth in it.

I hope this is just Miss Nero with the bath towel. Who's coming out with the cold... hmm?

So it seems that the temperature of the club has suddenly dropped... Da Cheol wonders: are the inconsistencies in the club constant temperature?

But the only bathroom on this floor was so occupied that Dae-chul couldn't find a place to take a bath (upstairs is the boss and Yu-night's personal space. It seems that there is also a room on the upper level that has been assigned to a Dark Soul Messenger for a large project, although Daechul has not seen it.

He was embarrassed to continue to make requests for flushing and had to abandon his intention. Once his mind moved, his innocence disappeared.

The maid made a cup of flower tea at this time, “I've been working out in the clamp of the dimension for some time. Rest well, this cup of tea will help to restore the spirit. ”

Dae-chul took a sip and only felt that tight mental state as if it had been washed, giving him a feeling of unspeakable comfort.

“Shall I lie down on the couch in this lobby?” Da Zhedao.

Yu nodded, “Whatever you want, I'll take care of something... it looks like a big rat went into the kitchen and ate it. Oops, I'm afraid I'll have to put a mouse clip next time. ”

Watching the maid float up to the second floor, Da Cheol's face full of question marks.

There will be rats in the club... tease me??

……

When Night pushed open the door to the room that was the main god's world computer room, the sound of several hosts running suddenly - Adam's electronic eyes flashed and woke up from standby.

“Master. ”

“Where's Too Shady?” Unight came to sit next to Adam and logged into the Lord God game world through screen manipulation - of course, she wasn't consciously logged in, just browsing the world in general.

“He left four hours and thirty-ninth before putting the system into hosting mode.” Adam said stiffly.

The maid's fingers stopped halfway up and frowned, “What is this? ”

"This is a big event that just ended in the game world, master, and what you see is a film that hasn't been destroyed. ”

Looking at the screen marked as the world BOSS, her face was gloomy, with fangs, fingers like beast claws, the maid suddenly squinted her eyes, “Oh, where's the pitch-black maid...”

……

……

Emmmm……

I don't know why, it always feels cold in the back.

The scorched black that lay on the ground suddenly split apart, and then something smoky emerged from this broken scorched black shell... and then merged and finally regained its human form.

Too shady twisted his neck and his waist, always felt weak... Too shady hammered his shoulder, always felt like he forgot to do something before going out.

But his doubts quickly disappeared, because he remembered what had happened before - so shady that he became nervous.

In front of her, the horrible little girl Gaia stood still, bowing her head slightly, motionless.

As for being subdued by Wang Hu, he is still the way he was before he lost consciousness - his body was covered with a lot of strange crystals, unable to move, but only one pair of eyes stared dead... staring at too many shades of hair in some hearts.

Fortunately, Wang Tiger's mouth was also sealed... his eyes could not kill anyone.

“What the hell is going on with this girl...” Too Yin thought for a while about the current situation and eventually came back to Gaia.

That's a lot more of a rule this time —— a hundred rounds of thunder balls again, and he's probably really getting cold.

But what are we going to say to this horrible little girl?

From what I've seen before, Gaia seems to be accepting her own orders… Too Yin is clearly calling for her boss, not expecting such a horrible little girl.

Is there another connection between this little girl and the club?

“Gaia... Gaia?” Too Yin hesitated for a moment and tried to shout out the little girl's name.

Gaia sniffed and raised her head slightly, purple eyes also recovered a touch of color at this time, too shady to always feel like these eyes were scanning themselves.

[Identification of sub-authority holders]

[Gaia, Trial All-Purpose Treasury Manager, is at your service]

“Try two?” Tai Yin tried to pry.

Gaia's eyes glistened. [Please describe the details of this behavior in detail]

“... learn to scream at cats.” Too shady to think for a while.

Gaia's purple eyes flashed again, then lifted her hand gently, placed it next to her cheek, held it in vain, and leaned slightly against her head.

Did you really do it?

Too shady a lip moves, who says Gaia still doesn't have any expression, no emotion in her voice, but she does what she says - and sells her own adorable stuff.

Too shady's brain started spinning wildly and trying to remember every word Gaia had said before she was knocked out by a thunderball.

Suddenly, in the mind of the Too Shady, “Gaia, is my subordinate authority judged by the content of my body's ‘source of aliens'? ”

Gaia nodded. [OK]

Sure!

The origins of the so-called aliens, too shady, do not know what the bottom is - but it should undoubtedly be a special substance that constitutes the body of the Dark Soul Messenger… Otherwise it is impossible to explain the particularity of the body of the Dark Soul Messenger.

So if you think about it, can the Black Soul Messenger in the club also get the authority of this order on Gaia... for example, like the one who coached his Black Soul 9, is the oil content of his heterogeneous origin higher than his own, can he get more authority?

And the maid at the club?

Too shady to be sure of this... because he knew that the maid's body was made of Western alchemy. Lady Maid is essentially different from the Dark Soul Messenger... so she can't get authority from Gaia?

No... it's not about authority, it's about the relationship between Gaia and the club!

“Gaia, were you made by the club? Why haven't I ever met you?” Too shady asked carefully at this time.

Gaia's eyes flashed a few times before slowing down [Negative: Gaia wasn't made by the club, Gaia was made by the owner.

“Who is your master…?” Too shady to swallow a sip, always feeling like he was in touch with something that he shouldn't know at this stage.

[The owner is… The owner is…]

The girl in front of her suddenly closed her eyes, [RESEARCH: keywords, master... RESEARCH, KEYWORDS, MANUFACTURING... RESEARCH, KEYWORDS, GAIA... MEMORY SYSTEM MISSED... RESEARCH FAILED TO ANSWER.

[Failed to retrieve]

[Failed to retrieve]

Failure

[Gaia is a failure... a failure... a failure...]

Suddenly, that horrible thunderball reappeared behind the little girl, and the sheer amount of it made her too pussy gall... and Gaia seemed a little out of order at the moment.

She held her head in both hands, seemingly unaware that she had released many horrible thunderballs.

Too shady to take a breath of cool air at this time, the girl's head suddenly has a gust?

“Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Stop!!!” Too Yin shouted, “Gaia! Stop! Don't ask! Dao... Psst, me and I gave up knowing the answer!! ”

Seems to be because the order as a subordinate authority was still in effect at this time, and after hearing it, Gaia began to calm down... and finally returned to that low-head standby look.

It's a time bomb!

Too Yin reluctantly calms herself down... at this point she is more afraid to ask herself who she is, and will put Gaia in the almost uncontrollable state she was in.

But a lot of the problems are in the mind, and it's making too much of a shadow.

“Gaia? ”

[Subordinate authority holder identification, trial multipurpose treasure bank administrator Gaia at your service]

“Do you know a man named Yu Night?” Too shady bites his teeth: "Woman, alchemy made body, club maid. ”

[This person does not exist in the database.

“What about the boss?” Too shady suddenly his heart jumped, and the banging sounds rang directly on his ear: “Club owner, Rochu! You know what?”

[This person does not exist in the database.

Was it the boss's last... and that Gaia existed longer than a maid?

If it was made last time… then why did the last time leave Gaia here - wait, what is this place?

“Gaia, you know where this place is, don't you? ”

Gaia: [Treasury]

“Whose treasure trove? ”

[Master's treasure trove, guard Gaia.

“The owner... Forget it, don't answer that question.” The shadow shook his head and began to ponder - the conscience of the heavens and the earth, working so hard lately, or to plan a big event for the New Year in the game.

“Gaia, is this place any more powerful than I am?” Tai Yin suddenly asked.

[Not yet.

“What is the purpose of your stay? ”

[Wait for the authority to arrive and execute the order of the authority. Gaia, execute the order.

Tai Yin moved in his heart at this moment and suddenly asked: "Gaia, my body is so tied up with something that I am controlled by people that I cannot be relieved... can you help me solve this problem? ”

Too shady doesn't know exactly why he's asking this question - he's so nervous at the moment, because he's not sure if his thoughts will be reflected in the boss's world of thought at this point.

His Dark Soul Messenger Identity Method is given by the boss, who has absolute control over the Dark Soul Messenger - not being able to betray, like a command branded deep in the soul.

Too shady to find an opportunity to break something like a curse... but if this thing, this Gaia, has existed longer than the maid, is what was left of the previous one, does she know how to break it?

If Gaia can really untie it further... does it mean that he will be removed from the boss's control?

Once the idea was born in his heart, he couldn't stop making the Too Shade look like a demon... his sheriff looked at Gaia like no other and waited for a definitive answer from the little girl's mouth.

Gaia did give an answer at this time: [Determination: Do you want to delete the ID of a citizen of the Eternal Nation, bundled on a sub-authority?

Eternal Country Citizen ID... What the hell is this?

Another identity for the Dark Soul Messenger?

The clown frowned, not eager to delete it, but asked: "Delete… how do I delete it? ”

Gaia: [Remove the source of the eternal citizen's genetic variant from the subordinate authority to do so.

Too shady to stand still, “What will I look like after I cut it out? ”

Gaia: [Once the source of the isomer is removed, the individual will be removed from secondary permissions. Question: Whether to remove.

Too shady to think, then sighed: “I have an MMP that doesn't know when to say it inappropriately? ”

I thought I could use this suspected legacy, something more antique than Yu Night, to ask you to be a Blackheart Enterprise Club animal, and then the heavens will fly... as a result, huh!

[Q: What does MMP mean?

“Grandpa, I'm not in the mood to tell you!” Too shady to stare at Gaia... if you can't beat it, it's definitely time to take all this stuff apart!

Gaia didn't ask much either. At this point, her eyes slowly faded again, and she seemed to be going into standby... Too shady. She frowned at this moment and wondered: “What is this eternal kingdom? ”

[Original world.

“The original world? ”

Faced with Gaea's answer - from the very beginning of the sub-authority, he was already too shady, at a time when the ultimate in philosophy could not help but emerge.

Who am I, I'm there, what am I listening to...