Trafford’s Trading Club

Most people live in the middle of nowhere, and how can anyone lose hope for the future unless there is a plague in the sky?

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At night, Vasco woke up from meditation and his holy power had been restored. He asked himself if he was meeting that mysterious young man once, he would be suppressed again.

No one gave Vasco any reference, but it was indeed his only thought at the moment.

The great forces of the Episcopal Church had not yet appeared, and he suddenly remembered what Father Stra had said earlier, with a hint of disquiet in his heart - but only a little peace of mind when he thought that the great forces of the Episcopal Church were led by an angel who had descended on him as one of the four wings of the Lord.

The phone rang, calling from alternates of several saints living outside the apartment.

Vasco looked at the time and insinuated whether his hands were too heavy. The small houses woke up at this time... He answered the phone and a series of urgent inquiries came straight over there.

“I'm fine… from now on you will stay in the apartment until I get back, during which time you can order takeout. ”

After Vasco hung up the phone, he walked out of the room and walked all the way out until he saw Father Stra in the church.

There were no lights in the church, but a lot of white candles were lit... on the seats, on the ground, even on the steps, the candlelight was shaking because of the air currents that Vasco opened the door, and he saw Father Stra sitting on the floor right now.

Father Stra had a fire basin in front of him, and he kept throwing it into the fire basin, a square piece of paper that he didn't know was coming from somewhere.

“What are you doing?” Vasco frowned in front of Father Stra.

Father Stella looked up and made a noisy move, "Keep it down, don't you see I'm doing something? I'm giving the daytime hiccup guy extra time! ”

“Extreme?” Vasco couldn't help but say, “If it's transcendental, why don't you read scripture and prayer? ”

Of course he knows what Super is.

Holy Church priests wander around the continent, encountering grievances and such will also demonize, after demonization is naturally super dead soul, but Stella's practice is obviously not Holy Church process, he doesn't even know what this stupid priest is going to do again.

“You don't get it.” Father Strasse said with all due respect, "The Holy Church thing doesn't work. I don't believe it anymore! This is what I learned from the old monk who taught me how to be a boy. It's called burning clothes, and I hear it works. Don't you disbelieve me, you old bastard. You see, we used to pray to the dead souls, we didn't actually do anything, just move our mouths, those dead souls are gone, but nothing is gone! I was a poor man in my life, and I was a poor man after I died. How ruthless you are! This coat of burning is different, give them more money, even the times are developed, now you can burn your girlfriend down, Tsk, look how happy this should be, this is the root of the problem solved! ”

Vasco was stunned by the club and finally remembered one thing: "Who are you giving the most? ”

Father Stra echoed, curious, “Didn't I tell you, there's a whole bunch of Chicken Holy Knights and Shiva priests in that hub red coat that split the middle! ”

Vascoton stared blackly at Father Stra and it was not long before he rushed out - if this was not the sacred site of the church, he would actually choose to kick it.

Father Stra sat alone in front of the fire basin and continued to burn his clothes. At this time, Atongo climbed out of the stool and rubbed his thighs like two times.

The priest suddenly slapped his thigh, “Oh no, what if I die that day and nobody burns my coat?! ”

As soon as the priest grabbed Tong, he grabbed a large amount of gold and silver paper treasure and rushed to the courtyard. He dug a pit and buried the paper treasure in the courtyard. Then he held Tong's eyes up, pointing at the burial site, and Bittermouth said: “Remember this place, my sexual well-being in the world of the dead depends on you! ”

Tong struggled to get out of Father Stra's hand and grabbed it on Father's face before leaving... no scratches.

Father Stella scolded and chased him up, and he disappeared.

That was forgotten in the corner of the courtyard, where Mai Lada, with his hands and feet in chains, came out with a tense probe and then shrunk back.

Later on, he picked up a broken saw blade, and at the same time he was wrapping the chains around his feet, and depending on how successful it was, it was going to be.

This time he was not going to collect supplies, and he was going to wait for the chains to break before slipping out of the church with a big iron ball in his arms.

Even though this church must have some treasures, Mai Lada is in no mood at this moment - why do you think the church is hiding treasures?

People don't know that this church actually suddenly came back from a big pit, doesn't he?

The church that was destroyed reappeared empty-handed!

But he's really not in the mood to care about the treasures that might be hidden in the church at this time - he feels the power of Pluto! The power that takes away the lives of all the saints and priests in those moments, just as the Dark Lord of the Sothes described it!

Even though Mai Lada lost the Dark Lord and gave him the crystal he used to sense Pluto... he didn't need the crystal to touch it, did he?

Mai Lada even felt that she had lost her luck and returned again, so her hand speed soared again with the chain of iron, and her palms were about to bleed!

His breathing grew faster and faster, his eyes congested, like a bull.

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When Ramias returned to the estate, it was after dinner.

The nun's face was dark and grey at the moment.

Her car was basically scrapped, and she was fortunate to have been sent near the estate, either under a pitiful appearance or by a self-proclaimed male student.

But it was raining, and then Ramias even stepped into a mud pit and climbed out and saw a wild boar hunting —— God knows why a wild boar came out of that place?

But after years of training, human, but not physical - at least she managed to escape the bad luck of being supplied by wild boars.

Just panicked along the way, clothes were cut by the branches of the weeds and many hooks were broken, and even one shoe was lost.

When she finally saw the lights on the walls of the gates of the estate in an unprecedented manner, a sudden and regenerating emotion almost gave Ramias the impulse to kneel and pray sincerely.

Then... then she stepped on a sea urchin.

“Why… why? ”

She seemed desperate for life, silently pulled out the sea urchin from the bottom of her footboard, and eventually lost her soul and walked into the manor and came to the door of the house.

Before knocking on the door, the door slowly opened, a warm, heartwarming glow emitted from the door crack, after which the maid's figure was not bright before the light.

“Oh, Miss Lamierce, are you back?” The maid was surprised to say, “You should let us know at this hour… dinner time is over. ”

Ramias laughs in his heart... Notifications? Did you ever give me your phone number?

“Don't worry.” The maid smiled slightly: “If you feel hungry, I can prepare food for you right away. I'm still very confident in my cooking. ”

Ramias was thinking about not eating this food, but think about the fact that she hasn't eaten anything today, her normal person's body can't hold it... even if the maid is difficult, but Ramias is not vegetarian, she has been trained in all sorts of difficult ingredients since childhood, what strange ingredients has she not tried?

As long as it's protein, it's crunchy!

“Thank you, I'm a little hungry.” Ramias smiled a little, even though it looked pretty bad at the moment, but still had to smile.

But when she looked at a large plate of sea urchins in front of her, Ramias felt like she was still too naive.

“Well, Miss Ramias, have a nice dinner.” The maid whispers now, "Besides, after nine o'clock, I hope you can keep quiet or it will affect the master's rest. ”

“I usually sleep early, too. ”

The maid nodded and left in a happy mood... Lamierce watched a large bowl of sea urchins cover the rice, slightly hesitated, eventually her physical instinct to supplement her overcome her worries and took a small bite.

“Delicious! ”

She didn't think of it, so she opened her eyes and felt like the whole person had been washed, and even that seemingly messy hair seemed a lot softer.

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Ding--!

The chain had been unwittingly broken, and when the moment arrived, Mai Lada could not help but feel a tearful orbit.

He's too hard.

From a senior cadre of the Sothes to a mortal after losing his power... until now he knew the precious value of his power.

“Hello. ”

But Mai Lada didn't have time to be touched by herself and suddenly heard the voice behind her, which made Mai Lada jump up suddenly, feeling scared all the time.

“It's you!”

At the window of the darkened room, the man standing in the shadow sent him to Father Stella, Mr. Pudding, who had fallen into this trap when he first laid on a white shirt man who appeared to be harmless to humans and animals.

“I came to see you.” Teacher Pudding smiled slightly: “I'm leaving soon, seeing as how well you seem to be doing now, quite well. ”

“Are you leaving?” Mai Lada's anger suddenly suppressed and frowned, subconsciously: “Why? ”

“Go check out the other scenery.” Teacher Pudding is quite casual: “Life is an unstoppable journey, and I quite like the view along the way. ”

Mai Lada shook her head and touched the big iron ball out of the grocery room with some difficulty, "Can you help me get this thing off before you leave, when I owe you one? ”

Teacher Pudding thought about it, winning Mai Lada's request, reaching out and breaking all the chains on Mai Lada.

Mai Lada's silence halved before he asked: "Give me a way to find you, I have never been in love with anyone else. ”

Teacher Pudding shook her head. "I introduced you here. I didn't expect you to suffer. Forget it. This is considered a small compensation. Besides... it's really not easy to be a mortal. ”

Mai Lada is unacceptable.

Teacher Pudding laughed: “It's not easy, but they're strong enough to live... well, I'll go say hello to Father Stra. ”

Watching Teacher Pudding go to church, Mai Radaba had to, God knows where that old god stick would come from and knock himself a few more times?

He was really terrified of Father Stra, completely incomprehensible to common sense, at a time when Teacher Pudding was involved, it was only natural to be better.

Freedom.

Once again, he felt this breath, and his heart had the courage to hope for the future, as if a whole new force had emerged, and he could not help but follow in many steps.

He felt strange coming from the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but look down, and that was the chain fragment that was thrown on the ground after being pinched by Mr. Pudding —— accidentally crushed by him.

Of course he couldn't have broken the chains —— maybe before, but obviously not now.

Mai Lada subconsciously squatted down and reached out and grabbed a piece of the chain, only that it was in his hand at this moment, suddenly decaying and then breaking... not only that, but the grass even withered where the chain touched!

“This... is this?! ”

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Teacher Pudding was found in the confession room in the church, Father Stra.

When he was found, the priest had an unspeakable magazine covered in his face, snoring so loud that it was not too loud.

Teacher Pudding knocked gently on the door of the little black house in the confession room.

Father Strasse woke up and hurried to pack the magazine and wiped his saliva, "Oh! Father the money donor... No, lost traveler, please tell me that you feel guilty. I am Father Stra and I can help you. Hey, is that you? What took you so long? ”

This short-lived concept, Mr. Pudding just felt a little strange, but he didn't think about it. He just laughed: "I left here in two days, and I don't think I've walked into your confession room once, so I kind of want to experience it... can I talk? ”

“Ask for money... forget it, get to know each other.” Father Stra shook his head and looked down at the magazine, but let Teacher Pudding walk in.

Teacher Pudding didn't mind either. After sitting down, thinking about it, she asked, "Father, what do you think death is? ”

The priest flipped a page of the magazine, thinking and not wanting, and said, "No money, no girlfriend dying, no bad luck crashing, rich people. How do I know how they can beat themselves to death with a good hand? Anyway, I can't kill you... Okay, next one. ”

Instead, Teacher Pudding smiled and suddenly said, "Do you want to kill me? ”

Father Stra looked up coldly, across the plaid of the cabin, looking at Mr. Pudding, and looked at him quite carefully for a while before asking, "Are you okay with your head? I'll talk to you. Don't touch me. I don't have any money! ”

Teacher Pudding laughed again, stood up and said softly: Goodbye.