Trafford’s Trading Club

The red lamp god was strangled like a pigeon, it could not resist standing not far from the lamp, full of sadness... then gradually became helpless.

“So it appears that Mr. Lampson has restrictions on harming others.” Boss Lo took the first two steps to the red lamp god and then reached out and dotted on the chains of those lamp gods.

What widened the eyes of this lamp was that the chain wrapped around it was so loose... it opened its mouth and said several [YOU] words in succession... did not say the complete words.

Boss Lo shook his head: “I should have nothing to do with this lamp... but you have your story too. I'm talking about the story before you became the god of lights. ”

The red light god silently sighed, then looked at the summoner with anticipation, “Are you… really not going to make a third wish? ”

Lochu didn't speak, just took a look at the cards waiting to be opened, meaning very clear.

The red light god frowned directly, for so many years - I have never seen anyone give up their wish directly since it became the light god... that's all, at best it shows that people are desperate, but the other party can actually loosen the limit on themselves... How do you say that?

“Do you... do you?” The red light god suddenly seemed to think of something and looked at Lochu with a hint of fear.

Boss Luo shook his head directly: “As I said, I am not directly related to the lamp itself… even in some ways, I am in a similar situation to you. ”

The red light god stares suspiciously, it temporarily fails to understand - the god lamp limits the rules of the Light god elf to attack the summoner, it is destined that the summoner is safe, it really has no dignity, apart from louder voice.

It only turns to look at the patterned cards wrapped around it, and then tries to grab one of them and send it to itself.

“What, you want half my strength?” The red light god looks at this randomly caught card and his face is incredible... even his voice gets sharp, "I just want you to make a third wish! And the third wish I helped you achieve, at the cost of half my strength? Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!! ”

“Relative to the possibility of freedom…" Mr. Lo said slowly at this time: "Don't you think half the power is already cheap - after all, when I make this third wish, it's almost possible that the next summoner will be able to plan for the realization of 500 wishes… etc. ”

The red light god's fingers tremble... obviously his heart has been shaken by this possibility - but he still can't figure out why he is clearly the one who helps the other to fulfill his wishes, and then there are another 500 wishes that can be output continuously... why must he give the other half his strength?

How can there be such a thing in the world... isn't it bullying?

“I also have the honor... Forget it.” The red lamp sighed and threw away the patterned card on hand, then grabbed the second card next to it and measured it with little anticipation.

“Your soul after death??? ”

It's right, the first card has been opened up by a lion, and the second card is obviously not going to be easy -- but it's the most precious thing up there, or making the red god of lights totally unacceptable.

Boss Luo gives an official explanation at random at this time, "This refers to the aftermath of death… that is to say, Mr. Lamb God, after your true death. Perhaps you will be able to escape from the lamp afterwards, and then you will have a long freedom… before you die. Actually, if you're thinking about value for money, I suggest you give up half your strength. ”

The red light god snorted coldly, "Half the power… are you willing to lose half the power now just to buy a possibility? ”

“I think I would… at least not at this stage.” Boss Luo suddenly said, "If there is a possibility that it will appear in front of me… I think I will, even if it's all there. ”

“Crazy!” The Red Light God snorted coldly: “For this strength, I am willing to be enslaved by this lamp, and now I am almost halfway through my desire... now I want to give up half my power, impossible! My soul belongs to me too. I have had enough of the pain of being trapped by the lamp, and I will never again be trapped in my soul! This isn't possible! ”

He threw the second card out and grabbed the third card.

Then its face became strange... and then it became silent - it stared dead at this third card for a while before taking a deep breath and staring at the boss with hatred and cutting his teeth: “You... are perhaps worse than the man who created this lamp... cruel! ”

“Mr. Lamp, is there an answer already?” Boss Lo just pretends not to hear the same.

In fact, there are three cards in total… The red light god has seen them all today - but he hesitates at this point and bites his teeth: “I need to think quietly. ”

Say it, the red light god turned into a red and black smoke, and suddenly it poured into the lamp -- the room with the lamp, and it went dark and quiet.

Because waiting for this lamp god to make a decision, Lochu will naturally not leave silently until the customer has an answer… he looks at the way it came.

On the way here, Claudia's figure had not yet appeared - she was still being tested by the lamp.

……

……

All of a sudden, Claudia came… or went back to where she knew herself - where she lived.

“Father?”

She came after that familiar figure but didn't know why she came back here... everything in the house, she was so familiar, she wouldn't even hit the wall with her eyes closed.

A figure flashed from upstairs, Claudia rushed up to the room at the end of the corridor, pushing the door in - this is her home study, and Professor Shegatu's biggest place on weekdays except the bedroom.

“Father!”

The moment the door opened, the yang closed into Claudia's eyes, in front of the windowsill in the study, Professor Shegatu was holding a pipe, not knowing what to think.

He heard Claudia's call, turned around and smiled mercifully: "Oh, Claudia, it's you. Is something wrong? ”

“Is it really you...” Claudia walked slowly into the arms of Professor Shegatu, "I'm not dreaming? ”

“What's going on, Claudia?” Professor Shegatu frowned and caressed his daughter's head, whispering: “Is there something unhappy? Were you bullied again by your classmates? ”

“No, I'm just so happy.” Claudia wiped her tears and raised her head: “Besides, I haven't been bullied in a long time, since I learned taekwondo! I'm pretty good right now! ”

Professor Shegatu laughed and rubbed Claudia's head again: “Really? Less than a month ago, you've become a great student. You're my daughter. ”

“In what month, I've learned almost eight...”

Eight years —— she would have said it was only then that she realized that her father was much taller than she had ever imagined and that she could only reach the height of his chest.

Father, when did you become so tall?

No… she has become smaller and more like a child - always bullied and scratched as a child… just because she is more mature than an average child.

That's why she was advised by Professor Shegatu to learn some defensive techniques… she was only fourteen that year.

Time... is time refluxing?

She suddenly became dizzy and dizzy, her body suddenly softened, and it was her father who should have lifted her… When she was a child, the father would always lift himself asleep.

……

Soon after dawn, Claudia pushed open the window of the room and said good morning to the bird standing on the branch outside the window, and saw Professor Shegatu reading in the courtyard.

“Father!”

The voice caught the attention of Professor Shegatu, who was reading the book, and he looked up and saw Claudia tumble out of the window in the room and climb down the pipe outside.

“My little princess, you most likely were a little monkey in your last life.” Professor Shegatu smiled bitterly and walked quickly, afraid that she would suddenly fall and look nervous.

“Father!”

Claudia played and jumped straight out half the way to Professor Shegatu, who caught her but fell to the ground because of the impact.

Claudia sat on Professor Shegatu's chest and made a chirping laugh —— the professor closed his eyes at this point and looked motionless.

Claudia seemed to find something wrong, shaking quickly, but saw that Professor Shegatu still had no reaction. She was in a hurry and her nose was sore and her tears dropped.

She didn't laugh until Professor Shegatu suddenly opened up, lifted her up and turned a few circles.

“Father, are you getting taller again?” Claudia hugged her father's waist and found herself seemingly only able to reach her father's waist.

Professor Shegatu had to laugh, “My little princess, you're only 11 years old. Do you want to be taller than me? ”

“Am I only 11?” Claudia looked up suspiciously and saw the Christmas tree in front of the house - she remembered the tree, because that was when she was 11 years old, her father brought it back to plant in the yard.

She was really 11 this year.

“Father, I had a dream yesterday.” Claudia crooked her little head, especially cute, “I dreamed that I had grown up and turned fourteen! ”

Professor Shegatu seemed interested, kneeling down and gently patting Claudia on the grass scraps, from arms to legs, finishing up, “Claudia, fourteen? What were you doing when you were 14? ”

“I learned taekwondo!” Claudia giggles, “I'm amazing! You can protect yourself from being bullied! ”

Professor Shegatu grabbed her hands and kissed, “Little princess, no one will bully you now, because I will protect you. ”

She was happy to listen, and then she lowered her head and kissed the professor's forehead, like she was really a princess —— and the father, a knight.

“I'm going to be with Dad forever! ”

……

The year she was younger, she was old enough to lie next to her father and listen to stories.

Claudia lay on a soft carpet, next to a stove of light and heat.

Professor Shegatu's magnetic voice is slowly sounding, he is telling his daughter a story about the Greek Divine Divinity that has been told several times this evening, but she does not seem to have heard enough, even when it is time to sleep, she is still resilient against the sleeper demon.

“... Later, after Oedipus killed the king himself, the king's position was temporarily taken over by the king's brother. Soon after, a monster appeared in the kingdom, and no one could solve it...”

“Oedipus saw the sign, stood up and solved the monster's problem. According to what was said, Oedipus became the new king and took the queen of the former king as his wife. ”

This story seems to be coming to an end, watching Professor Shegatu open the book on his legs to a new night, and Claudia suddenly asks, “Daddy, isn't the queen Oedipus' mother? How could he marry his mother? ”

Professor Shegatu smiled and looked at this little figure… Claudia on the ground with her legs lifted and kicked gently in the air, apparently quite spirited.

Shegatuga retracted her gaze and thought, “Remember the curse of Perops? What Oedipus did was to live up to this curse. It's a fate, Claudia. ”

She couldn't understand these ages, she didn't know what fate was, so she shook her head, “I don't like this story, it's a tragic story! I want to hear something else! ”

Professor Shegatu smiled and hugged Claudia on the ground, put her on her own leg and hugged her gently, "What more story do you want to hear? ”

Little Claudia thought about it and looked up and said, "I want to hear Valentine's Day stories! ”

Professor Shegatu blinked and whispered, “But the story of Valentine's Day is also a tragic story, and you've heard it before. ”

“I don't care, I want to hear this.” Claudia naively said, "I want to hear the story of Valentine's Day that ends well! ”

Professor Xie Gatu smiled and nodded. After a moment of silence, he said: "Well, let's tell the Valentine's Day story...”

In the light of the fire, the story begins anew… still Professor Shegatu's magnetic voice sounds and tells the story of Valentine's Day.

“… finally, the day before the execution, the blind woman's eyes were finally healed, and she arrived at the prison and finally saw Valentine. Later, the king... Claudia? ”

She was asleep and lay down on Professor Shegatu.

So he stopped the story and lifted her up gently and sent her into the room.

At this time, she is really old enough to listen to stories and fall asleep...