Trafford’s Trading Club

Before the launch, Ramias didn't have a phone on the ground… it's nice to be able to find a landline because of the intensity of the battle and the estimated cost of any electronics on him.

Even if the phone in front of you is an antique of the wheel dial - Ramias lifted the cartridge without saying a word, pressed it against his neck, and then stabbed his finger into the wheel.

A few seconds later... more than a dozen seconds later... one minute later, Ramirez suddenly put the cartridge back and left with a cold face.

The phone is on, there's a signal, obviously it can go outside.

But Ramias discovered an amazing fact - that after getting used to using a modern cell phone only, she wasn't used to taking phone numbers… except for her own.

“It's not far from school, up to half an hour drive. ”

“The woman, Eve, had no idea how skilled she was in surgery, but now the pain is stronger, and I'm afraid the anesthesia has passed. ”

“Armor has five hours to repair automatically, and I can recover in five hours using the armor's built-in treatment. ”

“There are secrets hidden at the beginning of this estate, shouldn't we have a closer look? ”

Countless thoughts emerged in Ramias' mind - eventually, she decided to take a walk around the estate outside in the courtyard - which was within the range of activities allowed by the other side.

“Five hours later, the armor can start, and when faced with Eve, I'm not passive like now... but I can also find out, Eve, and the owner of the estate is shallow... hmm, what is this? ”

At night, he had walked out of the house and came to Ramias outside the courtyard to hear some singing… the voice of a woman singing.

But obviously, this is not the voice of Eve —— this moment overturns Ramias' reasoning that the house was only owned by the owner of the estate and that Eve lived there.

The sound, coming from the attic to the east of the big house, Ramias took a few steps and looked up, just under the faint light, what seemed to be sitting in front of the attic's windowsill.

Shadow, the shadow of the Quartet... a pillow.

One, can sing, and is singing, has big eyes, like walking out of an animation -- a pillow!

Lamia Stone glared at her eyes and spared her being in the [inhuman] world. She couldn't help but wonder when she saw a pillow with hands and feet, eyes and mouth and even singing.

Magic creatures —— she can only deduce in this direction.

Magicians are a bunch of strange personality guys who use magic to create a lot of magic puppets for their service... Ramias has seen most of the puppets like stone statues before, commonly known as stone ghosts, which most magicians prefer to create as servants.

But pillows... singing pillows, she met them for the first time.

Ramias feels this pillow, which is essentially different from those stubborn, intelligent stone figure demons… As she plans to get closer to this pillow and study it carefully, the pillow on the penthouse window seems to have found something.

At first glance, then blinked, the pillow creature jumped in suddenly, then pulled close the curtains, and then the lights in the attic were extinguished.

Lamia opened her mouth surprisingly and then shook her head... but her heart was even more constrained by the owner of the estate, who was able to create such a spiritual pillow puppet.

Don't look at the owners of this estate as if they were only in their early twenties, but it's very likely that they've reached hundreds of years of age - magicians are a bunch of guys who can keep themselves young through secret drugs.

“He said he moved here only in recent weeks… what exactly is the purpose? ”

“Is it the people of the Magicians' Association? ”

Ramias had more and more doubts in her mind, and after thinking about it, she felt that if she didn't figure out where the owner of the estate came from, she would probably have a huge uncertainty about what she was going to do next in the town.

……

Mr. Lo, who was reading the book in the study, suddenly heard voices.

That was the sound of the room windows being struck with stones... Mr. Lo walked to the terrace and pulled the window door, only to see Ramias in the courtyard looking up at the moment.

The way the stones were thrown and shouted was quite a bit like the children of the last century. Boss Lo leaned against the guardrail in front of the terrace and asked curiously: "Is there something wrong? ”

“You said you couldn't go up there.” Ramias shrugged: “You're so quiet in this big house that you want to be a quiet person, so this is the only way I can choose... after all, there are so many rooms, and this room just seems like someone. ”

He was on the terrace, she was in the courtyard, she leaned her head back, and he was looking down, cool at night, and the suburbs had lower temperatures than the town, so the air condensed the water fog.

Smells like grass all around.

Boss Lo found this conversation quite interesting and smiled. “What can I do for you, Miss Lamierce? ”

“Open the door and see the mountain.” Ramias has simulated many times a new conversation with the young owners of this estate, which culminated in the development of a plan for the throwing of stones, "I wonder why you would know about reversing the relics. ”

“Because I have some special intelligence channels.” Boss Lo said freely - it was just that the information had to come at a price, in exchange for life… time.

Now, of course, he doesn't have to worry about the consumption of this information - after all, it's not about all the subworlds and the big secret of dimensional crevices.

Sure!

Ramias was shocked and even determined something, so he continued to look up and ask: "Are you… a [Magician's Association] person? ”

“No.”

“No?” Lamia frowned for a moment. "Is that why you're here? ”

She's trying… that sort of thing —— whether they know it or not, that kind of tone can always attract interest.

That kind of thing —— everybody gets curious about that kind of tone.

Hey, do you know about that?

- What is it?

That's right.

“I don't know what Miss Ramias is talking about.” Boss Lo asked curiously, with an interesting eye.

And Ramias suddenly said, "What do you think of this town? ”

“It's a nice place.” Boss Lo casually said: "Calm, peaceful, friendly… is a great place for a vacation. ”

“Besides that?” Ramias blinked and guided her step by step: "Yes, like a world of peaches, you can hardly even feel the evil that is happening here, even if there are occasional incidents of beatings, just because young people are curious and naughty, but they are not bad in nature. ”

Boss Lo smiled. “What are you trying to say? ”

Ramias said positively, "Know the prayer - you must know, after all, that you know even the reversal of the sacred relic. ”

“So?”

Ramias said softly: "In this town, the chances of a prayer are much greater than anywhere else - even directly following the headquarters of the Holy Church… so you don't doubt anything? ”

“Oh... you mean the way this town turns people into prayers? ”

“is the means to make a prayer for those who pray.” Ramias laughed, “Or something that makes people born in small towns purer than people born outside, people who live here, pure minds. ”

“Perhaps just because of the simplicity of the folk here.” Boss Lo said freely.

“Universities,” Lamierce bluntly said. "College students, not native children of small towns, are almost all from elsewhere. But after graduation, these people are still able to produce prayer jockeys, but the odds are much lower - because after graduation, they left. ”

“Miss Ramias, you just said, open the door. ”

“We suspect, no…” said Ramias suddenly, "we speculate that there is something in the town that is constantly being transformed, or that nurtures the souls of the people living in the town, so that they can meet or approach the criteria for becoming prayers. And something like this could very well be a relic! ”

“I am temporarily not interested in sacred relics.” Boss Lo shook his head: "If you're interested, your pendant, I probably won't give it back to you so soon. ”

Ramias told me it was a nausea —— how could this guy be so honest about this robbery?

“But I'm interested.” Ramias said directly, "So I want you to help me get something that will transform the souls of the inhabitants of this town. ”

"Miss Lamierce, why are you so sure I can help you?" said Boss Lo. "And why didn't you go and rescue your companion? ”

“Naturally, there are some special reasons.” Ramias calmly said, "I'm the only one who can do this independently - the rules don't say I can't get help. ”

“I'm easily subdued by you.” Boss Lo shook his head.

“It doesn't have to be you.” Ramias naturally doesn't believe each other's bullshit, "you can get your servant to do it, and I can feel it, the maid named Eve, with extraordinary abilities. Don't worry, I won't let you do it for nothing... the world is so big that you can always find what you're interested in. ”

“I admit it.” Boss Lo nodded, "there's something I'm really interested in right now. ”

“Tell me," said Ramias, bluntly, "I can give you something that [the magician] won't refuse. ”

“Like what? ”

Ramias suddenly said, "Look at me —— I mean, look at me, how about [non-human]? ”

“With all due respect, Miss Ramirez, you're just an ordinary man.” Boss Lo said softly: “Neither mentally nor physically is it beyond the ordinary. ”

She nodded, not at all surprised: "Yes, I am a real, ordinary human being, but... look at that. ”

Ramias, speaking, squatted down slowly in front of Boss Lo and pressed his palms into the muddy land.

She didn't make any moves, but a faint aperture suddenly appeared on the muddy soil… a few flashes of lightning tangled in the aperture, but for a moment, Ramirez retracted her palms.

At this point, however, she held a black stick about 20 centimetres long, half finger thick.

“Extract iron elements from the dirt…” Boss Lo thought, "Your mental strength is not high, obviously it's not alien, but it can manipulate metals, interesting abilities. ”

In the face of the highly unpredictable Ramias at this time, Boss Lo suddenly reached out his hand.

A little black stick stretched out of the dirt for a long time, and then it grew like crazy, all of a sudden to the height of the terrace he was standing on upstairs.

Rochu reached out and bounced gently on this black stick, suddenly there was a metal sound, and he shook his head, "It's not hard… and it's not enough to interest me for now. ”

Ramias's somewhat proud look was stiff at once... she opened her mouth and couldn't speak.

How angry!

But in a spin, a fiery glow erupted in her eyes - the owner of the estate, it wasn't easy!

She suddenly laughed: "No, it's not the ability to control metal… it's [alchemy]! What you just saw was the ability to be called [refined]! The basic principle is to exchange equivalents, draw them into formation, and you can [refine them] create anything! I refined it into this iron bar, just a demonstration, and in fact, I can refine it into something else. ”

Ramias put his hands together again, then pressed on the dirt, and this time a pillar of stone appeared… about a foot high.

Alchemist Lo knows... how can he not know? The maid's body is itself a crystal of alchemy.

It's just the alchemy that Ramias did, and it seems to be quite different from the alchemy in the world - the point is, she doesn't have magic.

So, this is a completely different concept from the alchemy that exists in the world, but with the same capabilities —— and can be used by ordinary people.

“Interesting.” Boss Lo nodded at the moment.

This is not the capability that this sub-world 003 deserves… it is like the star creative style of Nan Xiaonan's creature.

I don't believe you're not hooked!

Ramias smiles at this moment - this ability to refine, but from another world!

How can this not be surprising? Even skilled magicians cannot ignore this ability to refine against existing systems!

Ramias didn't even forget that the senior members of the Order vibrated when they saw this divine ability to refine - from the outsiders of that day!

“I can help you.” Boss Lo laughed at this moment: “But just helping, it doesn't necessarily work, the price is you telling me about this alchemy... how about it? ”

“Yes.” This did not exceed Ramias' expectations, and she nodded and felt very satisfied.

Of course there is no problem with the teaching... but can you learn, she didn't guarantee it at first?