Trafford’s Trading Club

[It's not scary to make mistakes, it's scary to find a reason to escape after making mistakes.] - Klein Knight Code.

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It was not until after returning to the social workers' centre with the three youths - and also because they were still a little uncomfortable - that Klein followed the three youths all the way to the social workers' centre that his last doubts were dispelled.

After confirming the identity of the three, Klein suddenly remembered that in the far east there was a saying: I smoked a tattoo, drank alcohol, fought an abortion, but I was a good woman.

When the three of them removed their makeup and put on their usual clothes, they did look like the two of them, and Will with glasses even had a book curl... just made Klein apologize for a while.

“Hahaha, in fact, we were also frightened. You rushed in all of a sudden, and you were all wounded. I was really afraid of a conflict, and I hurt you again. ”

The young man, Will, has been working at the Social Workers' Centre for three years… and is a rock 'n' roll enthusiast who has formed a band with two friends, often from participating in a number of theatrical activities.

You don't think so, do you?

If Mr. Gareth were here, he would have laughed and spoken to himself in the same manly tone, wouldn't he?

Klein knew she had lost her mind from the start, so she was getting more upright - nothing happened to him next, although the girl had not spoken all the way and showed fear and other emotions, but had been taken to a social worker's center, where she would get good help, so Klein didn't have to worry about anything.

He intends to say goodbye to a few of Will's men.

As she was about to leave, a female social worker from a social worker's center suddenly walked back with some grievances on her face - the female social worker who Will had instructed to rinse and change clothes for the girl.

After all, they are all men...

“Will, I doubt your judgment.” A plain looking female social worker has no expression at this time; “the child, obviously a man, you asked me to bathe him? ”

“Oh man... what, man??? ”

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In the room, the girl… the boy has changed into a temporary set of clothes (donated by someone else), the brown medium hair is simply bundled with rubber… soft five-official lines, emerald eyes, thin body has white skin… and that's not obvious, but it does exist throat.

And of course, other traits have been proven very obscurely —— a guy with a weak aesthetic inside and out, a man indeed.

Will and Klein were surprised, but the other two in the band with Will covered their eyes with great heartache.

“Well... what are you going to do with him?” Klein converged his mind's surprise while turning ‘she' into ‘he’.

“She... he hasn't spoken.” Will has settled his mind: “At the same time, I said that he had a lot of bruises, especially on his back, and we suspected that he might have been severely abused by violence, because he was scared, traumatized mentally… and didn't find anything like identification on him. I think we should contact the police before we find out who he is. Don't worry, he'll be well taken care of here, we have a good counselor, but he's on vacation today. ”

As he can see, Klein is also an enthusiastic person - although riding Harley in the streets full of bandages is truly misleading.

“Please.” Klein nodded and pulled out a business card, "this is my contact information, if there's anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate... if the police need to make a statement, you can contact me directly. ”

“Shoe store?” Klein took a look at the name of the store printed on his business card.

Klein smiled, “It's just an ancestral craftsmanship. ”

He soon officially said goodbye to the three of Will, then rode his bike, left the community center and went back to where he lived - and his shoe shop shrunk.

Prior to becoming a trainee knight, Klein was a qualified shoemaker… his father was also a shoemaker. At the same time, his father was also a knight, but until he left the world, he was not given the name of the Twelve Knights, but a great knight in a round table.

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On the way out, Rochu turned down the vehicle arranged by Chen Peter and opted for a double-decker bus.

Young people and artists who tour, take photos, eat, perform on the streets… like the most common travelers.

At dinner, Rochu didn't go to any restaurants or anything, but was going to take this time to see the famous attractions, which are rare to come here after all - though just passing by.

Essentially, by 5: 30 p.m., the major attractions in Misty City had ceased to be open to the public - and because of a sudden rainfall, those attractions had become extraordinarily cold.

Cold and refreshing has the advantage… at least there is a feeling of a courtyard - and, of course, there are places that open at night.

“Shall we go sit on that? ”

Across the river bank, Lochu pointed to the giant ‘eye’ that was spinning across the river bank - the giant Ferris wheel known as the Eye of the Fog Capital.

Of course, the maid said yes, I just don't know if I can make it to the cabin where only she and the owner are... if there is another couple next to me, it would seem like it would ruin the atmosphere.

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On the street, a man in a yellow trench coat was walking… the collar had risen, covering a small part of his side face while pressing down the hat and blocking his eyes.

He walked alone.

Street-shaped men and women walked past him - and suddenly he stood in front of a locker in a ready-to-wear shop, looking at himself on the glass and starting to tidy up his instrument.

Suddenly, in the blind eye of the road, the man in the yellow trench coat suddenly took a step - a step that went straight into the glass of this window.

Or he just went straight through the window and disappeared.

Almost at the same time, yellow trench coat men disappeared, and three men jumped from different parts of the street —— they eventually met where trench coat men disappeared.

One of them was badly discouraged: “It's a crossover, we've been spotted! ”

The other man was flying out of the comms, “This is Raptor Squad, we lost our target! ”

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A winding whirlpool suddenly appeared in the alley next to the other street in the ready-to-wear shop, after which a figure emerged from the whirlpool.

The man in the yellow trench coat held his hat steady and smiled at the corner of his mouth, walking on.

However, in front of him, a bouncing red ball blocked the way for men in trench coats.

The fist-sized red ball, now jumping downstairs... suddenly, the red ball jumped higher than the original height, jumping all the way onto a rear staircase fence three meters high... into the hands of a clown.

It's a clown, just because his makeup looks like a clown, not what he's wearing —— in fact, the clown is wearing a black dress.

The makeup on the left eye of the clown melts like a drop of tears, hanging like this on a pink face. And that broad red lip, obviously, had no smile.

The man in yellow trench coat looked up, then took off his hat and smiled politely: “It is an honor to have His Excellency, who has the name of [Dagonet], stand in my way. ”

The clown in the hallway... The knight with the name [Dagonet] jumped down gently, his lip makeup, not just crying or smiling, he said slowly with a very nice voice: “As a senior cadre of the 'myth of the end’, it would also be my honor if I could arrest you personally... Mr. Reid, I wonder if you would be interested in coming back with me? ”

The man in the yellow trench coat... Red said, “I'm just a tourist guest. It's unkind of you round table knights to treat a traveler like this. I heard that several Orcs were lost today... this is not a good thing, if these Orcs suddenly go crazy in the market? ”

The clown sneered: "Give us the information that a bunch of illegally captured Orcs will pass through Misty Pier, that's you... I'm curious, why are you sending me this information? Now, most of my colleagues are busy searching the streets for these lost Orcs, and Mr. Reid, instead, you wander around the streets of Misty Du... I'm really interested in your intentions. ”

“I wish I didn't have the right to say no?” Problems like probing… it's just that this Mr. Reid doesn't seem scared.

Instead, Mr. Joker played with the red ball on his hand and threw it gently on the ground. The red ball bounced back into his hand.

It's like a signal.

Signal to do it.

The red ball was fired right out of the clown's palm at the moment of its inception —— the target, naturally, was Mr. Red.

But he was ready, and the moment the red ball came in, the hat in his hand suddenly spinned —— the red ball went straight into the hat.

The hat kept spinning, and the moment it turned back again, the red ball shot out again, this time toward the clown… like a magician's prop.

Simple opponents, where both sides take advantage of what is cheap.

“Mr. Knight, I don't suppose you'd want to go to a street war with me in Misty City?” This senior cadre of 'Mythology of the End' says, “After all, you're no better than a criminal like me... we don't have that many concerns. ”

“Exactly.” Mr. Joker shrugged: “I was just about to take a sanction, too, to take a good leave of absence… it's just too much work these days. ”

Red squinted his eyes... wondering if he was lucky enough to meet this clown.

Obviously, Joker [Dagonet] is not the strongest knight in the round-table apparatus, but he must be the most irregular... and even to some extent, can be described as a lunatic.

He has more important things to do today, so he's not going to stall here with this lunatic.

“Okay.” Red suddenly raised his hands, "I'm going back with you.

Listen, Mr. Joker doesn't seem to be relaxing - the next moment, Red's figure just disappears in place, just like he disappeared in front of the closet in the ready-to-wear shop.

Mr. Joker wasn't surprised, but the moment Red escaped, his legs bent slightly, and his body rushed in a certain direction —— yes, that powerful jumping force, making his body look like a projectile arrow.

Somewhere on the roof of a street building, after a moment of distortion, Mr. Reid slowly fell - just for this moment, the clown came almost simultaneously.

Mr. Reid's expression changed slightly… his crossing technique was limited and could not be transported over long distances.

“What a terrible physique...”

“Happy cat mouse game. ”

Red did his crossing again… his body just disappeared in the night sky, then appeared again and again, constantly moving over the fog streets - as if he had gained the ability to fly.

But the clown behind them, always able to catch up one after the other with a sense of terror and superior physical ability.

As Mr. Joker said, this interest is really just a game of cat catching mice.

Finally, after another capture, Red suddenly stopped, and this time his crossing was not performed.

“Are you tired of this game? ”

Mr. Joker stopped, too.

The two confronted each other… just above a giant bracket. The lights are all around them, and this is when it happens to be on them.

“Mr. Joker, what's the view?” Red smiled... looking down.

Just below, a lot of men and women are gathered, and people of all shapes are waiting at this time... where the clowns and Red confront each other, it is obvious that they have the eyes of the fog capital, on the scaffold of the world famous supermassive Ferris Wheel.

The clown also took a look.

Unexpectedly, Red pressed his hands against the mount of this Ferris wheel with a raving of madness, "The Shadow Snake is about to reappear... and this is the beginning, starting with death. ”

A powerful piece of magic, imported into the scaffold of the Ferris wheel at this moment… where the axis was deformed because it could not withstand the extrusion of the magic.

Slowly turning the eyes of the fog capital, perhaps the next second it will fall off the bracket and fall down on the crowd of tourists.

In such a thunderous moment, Mr. Joker has no hesitation whatsoever... he is obviously reluctant to see so many people die under the eyes of the fog capital.

He had to abandon the great opportunity to attack Red at this time, jumping to the axial position of the bracket, intending to use the force of the flesh to raw the eyes of Misty Capital and the shedding of the bracket.

Just a suddenly broken bracket that shook the eye of the fog long ago... those tourists who had already been in the cabin and were enjoying the fog all night long became frightened...

Can't catch up... Mr. Joker's face is so heavy.

“You can't make it! ”

Red's voice came from above... so crazy, "The Shadow Snake is about to reappear! And that's the beginning, starting with death! ”

He said that proclamation again!

One of the twelve knights, Mr. Joker, is still full after all... just about a minute, the eyes of the fog came off completely on the axis.

A sick smile appeared on Red's face… the music played for the tourists under the eyes of the fog was so beautiful today, as if it were a death concerto.

“What a wonderful voice. ”

It was as if he had seen a great deal of death and the look of frustration and anger on the face of this clown - he opened his hands, closed his eyes and wanted to embrace a wonderful moment.

Music… The sound of the music is still in the air, and the atmosphere is delightful.

The projected, fog-eyed light swept through Mr. Reid again… seconds later, Mr. Reid opened his eyes with dismay.

The expected collapse of the fog capital's eyes did not appear. Cold wind came, Mr. Reid looked silly at the fog capital's eyes, which continued to spin slowly, and opened his mouth greatly...

Not only him, but Mr. Joker, who was standing on the bearings, at this very moment —— because of the proximity, he clearly saw what had just happened.

The bearings, which had already fallen off, magically returned to their original position in front of him… Not only that, but those steel nails and screws that had been broken apart by magic, even flew back from all directions, once again fixed the bearings back.

The ferris wheel spins slowly… a bloody crisis that just disappears.

At this moment, a black flame suddenly rose from beneath the bearings, as fast as a thunderbolt… The black flame just flew along the backbone of the center of the scaffold and flew instantly to the Mr. Reid.

Boo--!

Blackflame, Mr. Reid couldn't have screamed in time, all wrapped up in black flames, and then fell from above.

Once again, Mr. Joker looked at this unexpected change with surprise, and even took a positive picture with Mr. Reid, who fell...

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In the cabin of one of the Eyes of the Fog, the face of one of the owners looked strangely out… he was really just going to come for a sightseeing and was already the last stop of the day's sightseeing.

Even though the deal is closed, is it still in such a physical condition that things can happen...

“The atmosphere is obviously very good...”

The black flame bounced at the maid's fingertips... and gradually began to become indifferent to the maid, which seemed angry at this moment.

PS1: Hana Nacchan, author of the book "I'm Really Immortal", don't need me to say more...

PS2: Remedy later.