Trafford’s Trading Club

The arrival of five men in the Holy City is not something unknown, but, on the contrary, it is not something that is known to a small number of people —— such as the captain of the camp, the captain of the priesthood, and the incumbent knights of the Holy Knight.

The arrival of angels overnight emptying the vast majority of Black Fiction strongholds on the continent will, I'm afraid, soon spread throughout the inhuman circle of the continent.

As for the non-human groups on the continent, it is unclear what they will think about the presence of Angels in the Holy Church - compared to the non-humans in general and the dark creatures in particular, the Holy Church belongs to the category of those on it, after all, there have been several angels in history.

This is also why the dark creatures of the masses would rather pay a high fee than move into [the inhuman realm] relations… facing the unpredictable power of the Holy Church, only by virtue of the uniqueness of [the inhuman realm] can [the Magician's Association] resist it.

[Inhuman Field], Magicians' Association Headquarters, Tower 1.

The true body of Lord Shining Tower is still in lockdown, but his remaining projections are constantly dealing with chores in [the inhuman realm] and teaching little vampire girls Elizabeth's talent.

This is the frequency at which the Episcopal Church seems to have coordinates activated. ”

In the first tower, when the present Episcopal Church opens its coordinates, the master of the glorious tower, who has the authority to operate the entire [inhuman realm], has known for the first time… and, in addition, the information within the association about the present world during these two days.

- The Black Church was exterminated overnight in its strongholds on the continent, and the Angel was suspected of coming from the Episcopal Church, whose authenticity has yet to be verified.

As soon as the Hamalese angels and the other two winged angels stepped into [the inhuman realm], the Lord of the Glory Tower knew that this information no longer required any verification.

Though it is only a projection of the Lord of the Glorious Tower, it has the same pattern of thinking as the Lord of the Tower… in many cases it is more sensible.

“At the same time, another coordinate has been opened… the one leading to Britain?” The projection of the Lord of the Glory Tower is in contemplation, and at the same time a great deal of intelligence begins to enter into its consciousness, quickly calculating: “It seems that it intends to use [the inhuman realm] as a springboard to directly enter British soil… so many holy knights and priests, and finally angels, is it the intention to wage war against Britain? ”

The chances of war being waged are minimal - but even if it were any smaller, I fear that once the war is waged, there will be no resistance at all in Britain's present state… unless the Iller conscience finds out and goes back to rescue.

Speaking of Farrell, this is also one of the more headaches of the Lord of the Glory Tower.

As the overall port of the entire [inhuman domain] intelligence system, it can immediately detect what is happening in Farrell if it wants to know.

Farrell entered the [inhuman domain], it was when Lord Shining Tower dealt with the golden dragon Favna frenzy in the territory of the thirteenth clan of vampires, then many things happened in succession. At present, [Association of Magicians] is more actively involved in the preparation of the Michal Association, and given that Farrell did not cause anything in the [inhuman domain], just wandering around, looking for the traces of allied warriors of the centuries ago, Master Shining Tower was left to his own.

Anyway, Tafarell is in a British prison, not the Magician's Association.

With this in mind, the projection of the Lord of the Glory Tower suddenly reveals a strange divine colour… It has been several days without following Farrell's movements. At this moment, the thought has locked Farrell's place in [the inhuman realm].

This position is, of course, the position of the exclusive coordinates of the Episcopal Church entering the [non-human realm]...

“Teacher, may I come in? ”

That's when Elizabeth's frightening voice came out… it was time to teach Elizabeth every day.

“Elizabeth.” Thousands of thoughts and projections per second, after a moment of reflection, suddenly said: “You have been learning for some time, you need to know that practice needs to combine quietly, so take you out today as a teacher. ”

The little vampire girl stood outside the door, indicating that she was under a lot of pressure... In fact, her house was very heavy, she didn't want to leave the room when it wasn't particularly needed, but she didn't want to leave the tower master's library at this time - the 100,000 books, she said, she hasn't read them yet.

“To... where? ”

“You'll see when you get there.” The projection split gently said, "Now come to me. ”

A surgical array unfolds slowly under the foot of a projection split… this is a technique that allows you to jump freely into space in the [non-human field].

……

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[Non-human field]

Next to a stream in a ditch, a few people are making fire to make wild taste… Unknown animals are hunted by Black Dragon O'Dune and are fit for a small car.

Miss Jillian, the witch of the heart, looked desperately at the giant meat mountain in front of her, and God knows how long it will take for this thing to cook through... So Miss Witch quietly picked up a wild apple and ate it.

“Miss Ji, Ji Lian, this... this is for you. ”

A dry meal from Leia, granddaughter of Sword Saint… a fairy dish famous in [the inhuman realm].

Of course, the existence of elves in [the inhuman realm] has always been a mystery, as well as something that explorers in [the inhuman realm] have always been eager to look for.

As for this elf dish, it's actually something that some chefs have recreated based on ancient records - Leia bought it on the road - and this overweight Sword Saint granddaughter seems to have a preference for snacks.

No, I'm afraid of fat.

In that case, the witch lady naturally wanted to say it outright - if it weren't for the wild black dragon that was being roasted next to her, she would be throwing a flower with an unfavourable look... the witch lady picked it up quite politely.

“Do you... want to send Mr. Farrell some past?” Leah asked carefully at this time.

Jillian took a subconscious look at Farrell at the moment - he was sitting alone next to the stream, watching the stream flow in a totally demented position.

Miss Witch shook her head directly. She wasn't in the mood to ask if the old man would be hungry. "Send it yourself if you want. ”

Rheaton squeaks. Mmm, can't speak.

The witch sighed in her heart, and since Farrell slapped Leah relentlessly the last time, Leah's eyes had changed... it was the eyes of a small animal looking at a lion.

“Leave it. If this old guy gets hungry, he'll eat it himself.” The witch smiled. “He has no idea how polite it is. ”

Leah silently put the food aside and then took the courage to ask, "Miss Gillian, Mr. Farrell, are you unhappy? ”

“Isn't that clear?” The witch lady said impatiently: "This old man has been trying to reconvene some hero from the Great War of Hundreds of Years ago, but on the way, he didn't even find air except for you, the descendant of Sword Holy! Honestly, I thought this old guy was a disaster star! Tell you what, we went to the headquarters of the [Magician's Association] so easily that the Association was invaded and almost ruined, we can't even see the shadow of Lord Shining Tower. Then I ran to the 13th clan's territory... even more so, the 13th clan's Grand Duke is all dead - my God, don't you know that now [the inhuman realm] is talking about this every day? ”

Leah is full of pain... all she wants to do is go home.

Miss Witch shook her head: “We've been to six or seven places, and the heroes who were there have either disappeared or died. I think this old guy is going to waste his time. Besides, even if these heroes still have the strength, they probably won't want to contribute. You don't want to see how many other reasons can they get killed if they've all been named after each other, and in their later years, if they don't want to enjoy their last life? ”

Of course, Farrell couldn't find the person he was looking for, which was not a good thing for Miss Witch - her idea was that when Farrell died, she would probably go back to fulfilling her promise to help her find [Aksha Records].

At this moment, Farrell, sitting on the front plate of the water, suddenly stood up and scared the witch lady into haste and said, "I'm telling the truth! ”

“Maybe you're right.” Farrell was unexpectedly not angry, "they may have really lost their temper, the heroes are late… they are no longer the heroes of the year. ”

The witch lady glared... damn, when did this old guy become so sensible?

“So? ”

Farrell bluntly said, "I'm not going to rush these guys who have lost their courage… our time will finally pass and the future should be handed over to new generations. ”

“??” An ominous feeling began to spread in Miss Witch's heart.

If not, Farrell's next words directly darken the eyes of this witch lady with the power of her heart.

“The new generations have hope, and they have higher plasticity, and they can become stronger.” Farrell said positively, "I will look for young people with enough credentials to make them heroes of the new era! Our enemies are full of temptation, so your spiritual strength is necessary… Jillian, next I will train you in your abilities, from today on, I will allow you to use the power of your heart to explore my heart, as long as you can get to the deepest part of my heart, you will be successful. ”

Miss Witch even has the urge to slap herself - she shouldn't have said that a hero a hundred years ago had turned into a coward, which really dug herself a big hole!

It's over. It's over. This old guy's getting bigger and bigger!

At this point, Farrell suddenly frowned and his eyes were cast into a monastery not far away - a stream of wooded land that was covered by trees.

Miss Witch doesn't know what's going on, she just doesn't feel right.

But the black dragon, who was barbecued, suddenly swept up and stared dead in the direction of the monastery, Sulu, O'Douin bowed his head: “Crazy old man, I smelled several unknown smells, as if it was more than just the Holy Knight of the Holy Church! ”

“Go check it out.” Lord Farrell: “If a potential new generation is to be chosen, then the Episcopal Church should also be included in the scope of the visit… this time as a complement to what they did not do much. ”

Looking behind Farrell, who had already walked towards the monastery ahead, the witch lady had countless creeps in her heart... this old man didn't say he was going to mess with the Holy Church, did he?

Miss Witch's hair is numb!

She has already provoked the whole knighthood in Britain, and if this time she offends the Holy Church again, there will probably be no place for her on the entire continent of Europe in this world!

“Wait! Old man, please don't...”

Before Miss Witch finished her words, she let Mr. Black Dragon directly cover her mouth - this black dragon smiled at this moment: “I have long had trouble watching these holy knights, several of my ancestors died in the hands of the Holy Church, this time the old madman took the lead to get them in trouble, it is fantastic! Don't mess with me, or I'll fill your mouth with octopus legs! ”

Miss Witch almost didn't throw up in her stomach, just thinking about it made her feel unusually snappy.

……

The knights of the Holy Church and the priest came out of the coordinates.

In the small monastic courtyard, soon there was a feeling of overcrowding... the Hamalese angel unconsciously frowned and called a hub red, "How is the power of the Holy Church in [the inhuman realm]? ”

“Needlessly.” One of the hub's red hearts snarled, barely laughing.

“Humph, incompetent.” The angel Hammare snorted.

At this point, another descending angel came to it and whispered: "Lord Hammare, this [inhuman realm] seems a little strange… the stability of this space exceeds the normality of the debris of the small world, seems…”

Since the arrival of this group of angels from Hamaleh, the last group of angels, was hundreds of years ago, there is some delay in the intelligence of heaven regarding the birth of [the inhuman realm] in this sub-world.

"Lord Hamaleh, the message from the headquarters of the [Society of Magicians], this [inhuman domain] seems to be their first tower of the Lord's glory, built on the divine kingdom of the former Greek Divine System...”

“What?” exclaimed the Hamalese angel at this time: "Is this the former Greek divine kingdom?!” This Hamalese angel even grabbed the collar of the hub red and pulled the man directly in front of himself, "are you sure?! ”

“Love, intelligence, indeed, it is.” The hub in red was shocked.

The Hamalese angels slowly let people go, as if they were talking to themselves, "It's impossible… the Greek divine kingdom has been lost for a long time, how could it be here? Is it...”

Right now, a cold drink is coming!

“What man, come out! ”

This is the voice of a holy knight who entered [the inhuman realm] early and then automatically asked to visit outside the monastery...