Trafford’s Trading Club

“What, didn't check in?! ”

Satellite video communication... On the screen, Chen Peter was afraid to look at it... logically, he was also more than thirty people, naturally not afraid of girls in their early twenties.

But he was in front of the witch who was televising, but would dare to fire the president of the Misty Branch directly without a word, so he accidentally fired up.

“Miss Sakura, correctly, it's just that the lady you said did not go to the room we arranged, but stayed in Master Qiu's suite...”

“What! Can you get her to the hotel? Didn't I say there was a traffic jam first!! ”

Chen Peter's handkerchief wiped the sweat, “Miss... the lady was in the car with Master Qiu, we can't block it...”

“Things aren't working! ”

“Sorry, sorry!” Chen Peter was even more panicked, afraid that the location that this operations department was not experiencing would come to an end.

Miss Sakura on the other side of the planet shook her breath and waved: “Forget it, you've worked hard today, come back next week for half a day off, it's your day's compensation. ”

Chen Peterton was a fool when he didn't expect things to get messed up. He could make up for it in half a day. He was happy on the spot: “Thank you, Miss Sakura! ”

“Well, if things could have been done, I'm going to give you a week's paid vacation, now it's gone, and it won't happen again. ”

“Thank you... Thank you, Miss Sakura.” He couldn't stop crying - of course, his face was more bitter.

When the video communication turned off, Miss Sakura on the other side of the planet suddenly leaned back and pressed the chair as if it was about to break, muttering: “I can't tell... it's still the Song family gene. ”

Whether it's that bitch's uncle Song Hao Lan or her beloved grandfather, there's never been a taboo for this kind of thing. It was more common for her to grow up in a family that was entirely black.

Except for my late grandmother, my grandfather never intended to help the woman around him. As for Song Hao Run, there is no intention to get married...

What do I want to do with all this?

……

……

Fogdu, on this rare sunny afternoon, slowly stopped a highly-new beetle in front of an old five-story building on the banks of the River Thames.

Thereafter, two men in leather suits walked out of the car with elegance. One of them is older, around 35 years old, and capable.

And the other one, much younger, looks like a young man in his early twenties, blonde, childish and vibrant, with a long strip wrapped in brown cloth on his hand.

On the steps, in front of the door of the small building, there was already a black man in a black trench coat with a blindfold in his left eye.

The older gentleman smiled and said hello to the one-eyed black man, "Nick, you should change the color of the blindfold. ”

One-eyed Negro... Nick obviously thought he was a man who didn't laugh carefully, at this time the rest of his eyes were not oblique and said softly: “Gareth, the male and female owners of this family are out now, you have up to half an hour to get rid of the evil spirits from the woman of this owner. ”

“Only half an hour?” The spiritual boy next to the middle-aged gentleman was stunned.

“Because I need at least fifteen minutes to fix things up, and I can't make sure the male and female owners of this family come back early," said Nick, a black man. ”

“OK.” Gareth patted Nick on the shoulder, “Easy, buddy. I'll be done before the time comes... Are you sure you don't want to consider a new eye mask? I always feel like you're with someone in a movie. ”

Nick opened the door behind him very directly.

Gareth shrugged her shoulders and smiled at the young man who followed her into the house… Nick didn't shut the door until the two of them walked in.

The Knights of the Round Table, one of the oldest organizations in Britain, has guarded the tranquillity of the earth since its inception… from the wars of the past to the demise of the present day.

To this day, it has even faded away from the sight of mankind, leaving only a very small number of people to know that this organ of yours still exists and operates.

“Gareth, the twelve knights, actually took a new recruit out of the mission this time… Looks like it's time for another trial of vacant seats. ”

Nick leaned in front of the door and quietly thought that every five years, there would be a bunch of good young people from all over the country, who would go on to get one of the twelve knights, who had been in the air until now under the name of [ECTOR].

……

“Klein, do you know why evil spirits are born? ”

On the wooden corridor, the real name had given up, and now the man who had inherited Gareth's name suddenly turned back and asked.

The young man named Klein hastily said: "All hatred, jealousy, evil thoughts, after death, if not rest, will remain in the form of evil thoughts, which will grow through the constant devouring of other evil thoughts, and will eventually become evil spirits. Moreover, if left unattended, evil spirits will continue to devour human life and eventually become terrible evil spirits. ”

“Well said, good backpack.” Gareth smiled a little, "but there was something else that wasn't taught in the book. ”

“What is it?” Young Klein asked hastily.

Gareth looked at the end of the corridor and said casually: "If humans are willing to fall, they can also become evil spirits… Well, there it is. ”

So Gareth stopped at the armrest at the end of the aisle, and all he could see was the pillar of the armrest, "Demonic powder tape, Klein? ”

“Bring it! ”

Klein quickly pulled out a box the size of a mirror box and opened it very carefully, then sprinkled some green dust on the column.

There was only one blood-red, as if it was still dripping blood, evil, the garden array carved out on the basis of the pentagram, emerged little by little.

Klein was quite surprised, "Mr. Gareth... is this a magic array? ”

“Correctly, it is a sort of witchcraft ritual and a common structure for a branch of the Love Sea Witch.” Gareth, like a teacher, said very carefully, "This branch of witch is better at using drugs and spiritual witchcraft, and is also one of the few types of witches who do not forbid contact with humans. ”

“Is this man's woman, a branch of the Love Sea Witch? ”

"Not necessarily, and possibly just inadvertently, get copies of the witchcraft they left behind, because of mistakes and inappropriate learning, and go on to try… This witch's witchcraft should basically be therapeutically, unlike this, full of evil energy. ”

“Oh… Mr. Gareth, you are truly versatile.” Klein respectfully said - he was Gareth's knight's servant - that even such a position would have to be tested to win. Apparently, he treasured the opportunity and was fortunate enough to be recommended by Gareth to take part in the [ECTOR] inheritance test shortly afterwards.

Gareth shook his head and smiled, “Where is my mastery? It's just enough bitterness. One of my predecessors told me about the Love Sea Witch. ”

“To be a predecessor to Mr. Gareth must be a great knight of integrity and kindness.” Klein was passionate.

“Powerful is really powerful, and perhaps good… but honesty is not necessarily.” Gareth shook his head, "a senior who had been stripped of his knight's name twenty years earlier. ”

“How could it be!” Kleington was shocked, more shocked than the discovery of witchcraft on the columns - how much is the crime of being deprived of the knight's name by an agency?

“If you also have a daughter in love with a vampire..." Gareth sighed softly, seemingly trying to say something, but suddenly his eyes became sharp, as sharp as a hawkeye's.

Klein instantly noticed Gareth's change, but he couldn't react - seeing Gareth's arm waving at an incredible rate… that was beyond the limits of the human body.

What, cut open by the waving under Gareth, falls on the floor… like a sludge, like a sticky creature —— it's cut off and landed on the ground, directly inactive, and instantly turns into a pile of black powder.

“Klein.” Gareth suddenly let go of his body at this time, coldly said: “Leave this task to you, today's swordsmanship class has not checked your progress yet. ”

Knowing that this was Mr. Gareth's test for himself, Klein nodded resolutely after a moment of hesitation in his heart… untying the brown cloth on the long object in his hand.

It's a one-handed cross sword.

Klein took a deep breath, little by little, along the front of the corridor at the end of the corridor —— he's actually been through a couple of battles, but all by himself, like this, for the first time —— and of course, this kind of battle will come sooner or later, just not so fast.

Mr. Gareth must not be disappointed… Klein firmly believes in himself.

“Klein, come on! Klein is awesome! Come on Klein!! ”

Behind him, Knight Gareth suddenly had a fake nose that he didn't know was coming from somewhere, his hands forked his waist, and he jumped up with his legs and danced.

“Mr. Gareth, you are one of the twelve knights of the round table, the great [Gareth]! Please stop this indecent behavior!! You're disturbing me! ”

“Ah, rarely did I find a new fake nose...” Gareth sighed in a lost breath, then whispered very quietly: “Klein, come on... Klein, come on ~ ~”

Klein sighed heavily, undoubtedly a knight who respected himself from the heart… Happiness would have been even more perfect if it hadn't been for his true personality, which sometimes went offline.

Packing his mood, the young intern knight approached the room at the end of the corridor again... he felt only a cold cold chill and began to invade his body a little bit, but the strength of his exercise over the years prevented this chill.

Finally, the door to the room at the end of the corridor slammed and a colder airflow blew out of the room… it was a strong wind.

At the same time, a sharp laugh of terror appeared at this time.

Klein walked against the wind, infusing the steel sword in his hand with a sword he had worked out in an ancient way... this elongated cross sword suddenly emitted a faint green light, breaking this strong wind.

Klein drank loudly, raised the cross sword in his hand, and burst into the room - only to hear the sound of a smash coming from inside the room.

A moment later, a figure rolled out of the room and saw that Klein's left eye had become reddish.

He soon stood up, raised the cross again, drank and rushed in again... Get out, get up, raise the sword, rush in again... Get out, get up, raise the sword.

I don't know when Gareth got an extra cup of coffee —— and, by the way, he found an old vintage vinyl player in the hallway.

“Oh, the owner has such good taste, I love it. ”

He took out the vinyl disc, put it in the record player, and then pulled the needle… it was a dance song, the Blue Danube.

“Drink!!”, “Ha!!”, “ah!!! ”

That hard-working, wary cry and dance notes wondrously intertwined in the hallway… Gareth sat down and began to read today's newspaper.

“Oh, brave Klein, be sure to stick with me after reading this article. ”

“I will try!!!! Ha!!! ”

“Good-boy.”

……

……

“Indo? ”

Without afternoon tea from the hotel, the maid prepared a light fruit tray for her owner.

“Yes, it's a nice hotel, and there's an organic farm down there, so I picked some up.” Night softly said.

The cherry's infarct has even been pulled out, like a crystalline ruby.

The suite on the upper level of the hotel is just about everything, outside on the terrace and equipped with an alfresco pool - owner Lo is sitting on the beach chair on the terrace right now, looking at an English reading book.

He took a peach from the plate and tasted it in the entrance, and suddenly he was curious: "By the way, when I first came up, I didn't see the thirteenth floor... is that all? ”

“On the western side, the number 13 is quite taboo.” The maid sat next to her and said softly: "A lot of older buildings will also cancel the 13th floor, but there are very few modern buildings. ”

Boss Lo looked out at the Thames River and laughed: "The 13 floors that disappeared, I wonder if something interesting will happen. ”

“If the master wants to, he will.” Miss Maid, the truth is out.

Lo Qiu shrugged, then shook his head and grinned, “I want to remain calm for two more days. ”

He provoked an indulgent peach and sent it to the maid's lips for a feeding campaign.

The maid lifted her hair, lowered her head and gently opened her lips, slowly biting her down.

“Delicious? ”

“Mmm.”