Trafford’s Trading Club

“Asylum?” Lochu took a glance at Ramias.

Of course, it's not because of how weird this requirement is - in fact, similar requirements have actually occurred many times in the books of past store transactions… The handler is naturally the last one.

Boss Luo has done this kind of [asylum] deal seriously, but not once.

The maid didn't have any expression, as if she hadn't heard Lamierce's request.

“Yes, asylum.” Ramias nodded when he saw that the owner of the estate had not refused directly. "Of course, the inner asylum is not absolute. If you encounter a situation beyond your means, I will leave directly, or… you can hand me over directly, no problem. ”

The maid looked at Ramias unexpectedly at this moment.

Asylum, with limited asylum... this guy is playing a role that is totally pathetic, persecuted, and doesn't even dare to expect help.

The humble look is really quite professional.

But will there be situations outside the boutique... The curious thought in Lochu's mind is: If so, he would like to see it.

“Since it is asylum, there is naturally a time limit.” Boss Lo ended his thinking and asked directly: "I don't know, Miss Lamierce, what is the period of asylum in mind? ”

It's a play!

Ramias couldn't help but get a little excited, but she knew this time was more stable and couldn't rush, so she said more seriously: "A week! First asylum, it's a week! ”

From the Black Sisters' knowledge of the sinking of the Nautilus, the failure of the Battle Sisters' Squad, Sister Grant's life and death unknown, to the response… in fact, up to three days is enough.

A week, Ramias gave herself safe time.

The first time, of course, there will be a second time, and the second time will obviously have to be considered in more detail in the light of the first situation.

Every step needs to be a battalion.

In fact, Boss Lo loved this cautious attitude, and he looked at the nun's eyes with a little more interest, "I'd be happy to make this deal with you, Miss Lamierce.” Mr. Los Angeles smiled a little, "but since it was a deal, Miss Lamierce should also be aware of the nature of the deal. ”

Here comes the point.

Ramias was tight at the moment. The other party was a guy who didn't even rarely reverse the relic. He gave it back to himself at will, but he promised to help himself positively pressure Vasco because of a [circle] of [construct alchemy], which made it difficult for Ramias to distract from the other party's preferences.

But by the time she arrived, she had actually figured out a plan and was going to gamble with it once.

“A condition.” Ramias took a deep breath at this point and said with the utmost seriousness: "Asylum is a week, a condition of remuneration… Whatever your demands, I will meet them if I can. ”

“Oh.” This voice was made by the maid behind Boss Lo.

Ramiaston struck a cold tremor and added, without waiting for the voice of the young owner of the estate: "There is no so-called moral standard for this condition, it can be done entirely according to your will… that is, anything I can do in your eyes! Death... is fine. ”

“That's quite a reward.” Boss Lo laughed at this moment, a smile that sees interesting things… It's not hard to shelter Ramias for a week, not even the ability to use the altar.

In fact, Lady Maid is enough to shelter Ramias for a week... If Lady Maid can't do it, Boss Lo will probably be able to take the top, and the most disadvantaged will be able to forcibly awaken those powerful, vacationing black soul messengers through [the ark].

For example, the man in the camp of the super defector, but not necessarily in the [first nine] of the store.

Black Soul messenger usage, in addition to pulling customers to improve performance or become the recipient of bills, is also mostly used as a senior fighter.

“You promised?” Ramias couldn't help but ask.

Despite the considerable expectations in my mind about the chances of success of this deal, I can't help but be nervous… After all, we are faced with the whole black cult, a power that belongs to the ranks of a giant in the dark world, and without full preparation, such as a large neutral force such as the [Magician's Association], it will not easily die with the black cult.

But since the other party is only a small group, even a private force...

“How could you refuse, after all, Miss Lamierce's reward is so high?” Boss Lo smiled casually: “Well, the asylum period is for a week, from now on, and then... you can freely move around town during the asylum period, what do you think? ”

“Small-town range?” Lamia frowned.

Boss Luo knew what she was worried about and didn't care: “Don't worry, if you want to say something dangerous, we will arrive at your side the first time and it won't surprise you... If you don't believe me, you can experience it first. ”

“Experience?” Ramias was stunned and then startled… because it was only a blink of time before she was in front of a beachfront beacon more than ten kilometres from the estate!

Ramias knows about this lighthouse!

The sea breeze was a little salty in the smell, and she looked around in horror, but returned to the estate before the feeling of fear spread all over her body.

She looked uncertainly at the young owner of the estate and the blonde blue-eyed woman who called herself the maid.

Boss Lo said softly, "You see, we react quickly, right? ”

Ramias lit an almost stiff neck and the ghost knew what was going on in her heart - there was only one thought in Ramias's mind: she seemed to underestimate the means of this mysterious estate owner!

Requesting a deal is still too conservative!

“Well, Miss Ramirez, you're free to move.” Boss Lo is standing up now, "still the old rule, except for upstairs and your room, where you can do whatever you want... so if you're going to have dinner here, we'll meet you at night. ”

“You... where are you going?” Ramias couldn't help but wonder.

“School.” Boss Lo winked, “I'm still a student. ”

Ramias: “!! ”

……

……

Still the room that was arranged the last time I was injured… [Eve] led the way and Eve stood next to herself.

“Eve, your master, is he really a student?” Ramias has a somewhat unexpected look.

Coincidentally, she was also a mentor in the physics department at that university college, just the kind who often skipped work.

“Since the master is studying, his identity is naturally a student.” [Eve] a pale face.

Ramias did not get any more useful information from such an answer... she frowned slightly and suddenly remembered a question, "By the way, Eve, I still don't know your master's name - sorry, I forgot to ask him directly. ”

Actually, she didn't forget, she just deliberately left the issue behind and used it on Eve.

[Eve] I turned my eyes and thought: “Since the master did not tell you, then I am naturally not qualified as a servant. I am sorry that I am unable to meet your request... So, what can I do for you, Ramias, miss? ”

It always felt like it wasn't for a day. [Eve] went from being an ice-cold maid to being an ice-cold old nurse who taught the girls to be maids.

Ramias shook her head helplessly, "I want a break. ”

“Go ahead. ”

Watching Eve leave, Noda's estate returns to silence again, but Ramias knows that there are others... or something... besides Eve, besides the owner of the estate, and the maid who just showed up today.

That mysterious attic.

“Now that the owner of this estate has promised me asylum for a week, my safety factor has improved considerably.” Lamierce calmed down and started thinking about how she should take advantage of the week's safety time.

Again, how to cross the gap between ordinary people and [non-human] forces.

“Since you are so interested in novel things...” Lamia's eyes are glowing, "Perhaps I can reveal some information about that civilization...”

She rushed to the front of the table in the room, pulled out the drawer, took out the pen and paper, and lowered her head to say something.

……

……

If there is no danger of Ramias approaching for a week, then such an asylum claim would amount to pure money… although it is only an unconditional request for obedience.

“Master, what do you intend to ask of this Lady Ramias?” The maid in the beetle car turned back and asked.

“It is not clear at this time.” Boss Lo shook his head, "just didn't feel bad, of course, how can we be sure about the future? ”

As long as you haven't seen [the future].

Neither did they discuss whether Ramias would slip away, or even sneak away, after asylum - to date, none of the endless store books have appeared that could successfully slip away customers.

“That's right.” Boss Lo suddenly remembered a question and asked directly: "Did you know that when Father Stra left the Holy Church, he seemed to have taken the sacred relics of the Church? ”

The maid shook her head: "I don't pay much attention to the Holy Church. ”

The origins of the maid lady are not in this sub-world - but there are still legends about her… The legend of sub-world 003 is indeed quite confusing and disputable.

“Is there a relic here?” The maid asked and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't do enough homework. ”

“There's a better chance of a merger being born here.” Boss Lo said so.

If the maid thinks about it.

“During school lunch break, how about we go to Father Stra's church.” Boss Lo smiled. “I want to see the Void Yuan Demon. ”

It's about the priest who raised Tong.

They're going to be late because of Ramias' visit, but Boss Lo says he's not going to be late for Teacher Pulley's first lesson.

The maid nodded her head, and then the throttle stepped directly to the bottom, and the rest came along.

……

……

The Pope gathered the Holy Knights and the Padres a little faster than Lord Hammares had expected… happiness is about half an hour.

At noon in Al-Quds Al-Sharif, all serving Knights, including even a group of distinguished cavalry cadets, who are still in Al-Quds Al-Sharif camp, have been queued, alongside a large number of priests.

This will certainly not be the full strength of the Holy Church, but at least the majority of what Al-Quds can summon at present - after all, Al-Quds still needs to leave a little shock in its defense.

Obviously, the Pope would not follow the impulse of the Hamalese angels, but two cardinal bishops were sent to follow.

At this time, the Hamalese angels were standing on the high ground, as if they were generals who were ordering troops in ancient times, and stood negatively… The Pope felt somewhat sensitive that the Hamalese angels at this time had a breath that did not make him very comfortable.

It's like bravery… but Hamalem is clearly an angel coming.

“Lord Hammare, at your request, we can only assemble so many people at the moment.” The Pope came behind the angels of Hamaleh and said, "Besides, I need to leave a minimum standard of strength to defend the Holy City. ”

“They will be honored for this mission.” The Hamalese angel calmly said: “This is to defend the Holy Wisdom of the Lord… Rest assured, a good enough warrior, that I will be their guide before the time comes. ”

The Pope was not very happy, and he heard implicitly that the operation seemed rather dangerous… but the two cardinal bishops not far away could not be seen. At this time, the temper seemed to have been overwhelmed with great glory without a formal launch, and he could not help but sigh himself.

“So many people out there, quite a hassle to say.” The Pope appealed: "I have greeted the Queen of Britain, entering [the inhuman realm] from here before entering the British realm through the coordinates. ”

Although British [inhumans] have been regulated, the Holy Church… has never been able to listen to the will of the [Magicians' Association].

It's just a big battalion in [the inhuman realm], a base is in this world, and the two sides lack much space for contradiction and opportunity.

“Then let's go.” Hammare Angel nods, "I also want to see what this so-called" inhuman realm "is all about… I hear a lot of dark creatures are hiding inside, it seems like a place to hide dirt. ”

I know how confident you are... the Pope sighs at himself, and most of the angels who come to us, as documented in the Episcopal literature, are quite confident.

Hopefully there won't be any commotion... The first tower of the [Magician's Association] Lord Glory is far from easy to see outside.

“Let's go! ”

Just as he contemplated, I don't know who drank it... the coordinates leading up to [the inhuman realm] started slowly.