Trafford’s Trading Club

On the deck, the salty sea breeze blew Buddha, and Master Prade's big, small, two eyes squinted at the same time.

Someone, more than one, but two, approached him at the same time and appeared behind him, leaving him without a rub… which left Master Prade feeling cold and frightened.

Thrilled at the same time, he realized that he had fallen into this sub-world, which was too seriously suppressed by the world will of the sub-world.

Soon, however, the discomfort of being suppressed by the subworld was swept away by the spectacular colors in front of it.

There is no doubt that Master Prade is the absolute type of luxury, and his greed for pleasure is almost the motivation - and the only motivation - that drove him to the height of his subworld.

Having an infinite desire and the willingness to do whatever it takes to fulfill that desire in one's heart also means that one can make efforts that ordinary people cannot imagine.

“I didn't expect...” Master Prade cracked his mouth at this time, shaking his ugly cheek a few times, “I didn't expect Charles, the guy who still hid such a top-notch color, never gave it to me to enjoy. ”

Master Prade from different worlds has his eyes lit up at this moment, and his impatient saliva, driven by desire in his heart, seeps even more into his lips - but under the eyes driven by desire, he sees a hint of cold light.

Driven by desire, but not enslaved by desire, and even motivated by infinite lust, is the horror of Master Prade.

Countless opponents once thought that women were the only weaknesses of Master Prade.

Often, in addition to giving away women to play with Master Prade, they also give their lives.

“Charles?” The young man with the blonde on the deck now thinks: “That's the name of the Black Order General. ”

Master Prade grinned: “Yes, incompetent Charles, dying Charles… these are my favorite names. So you're not from Charles? Why did you show up on this submarine? ”

Young man… Boss Lo replied calmly: "For now, for you, sir. ”

“Me?” Master Prade couldn't help but smile, "Whatever you asked me for, I said yes! Young man, I like your sincerity! ”

“Promise?” Rochu chewed on the meaning of the phrase.

"I don't know where you know me, but like Charles the Black Church, I want to know how to use alchemy from me… this is the only power that I can give to the world. For the gift you gave me, I promise you, greedy young man! I can feel it. You are the same type of person. I see in your eyes an alternative desire, a desire to possess things you like...”

“A gift?” Boss Luo looked at the maid next to him first, and if he thought about what Master Prade meant, he shook his head and said strangely in the maid's ear: “I didn't think this should happen to us...”

The maid first smiled slightly, then said softly: “After all, it is already a powerful soul walking in the void, somewhat immune... Besides, the master has always been converging. ”

Boss Luo opened his mouth, he didn't know exactly what the last manager was like, but apparently in the words of the maid, he seemed to be understated.

“Is this what the world calls alchemy?” Master Prade's eyes are shining again at this moment, "what a rare masterpiece. Although the technique used is not good, it can't hold the perfection that drives the spirit of this puppet... Pfft, I have also played with alchemy figures made by myself, but never at this level. Greedy guy, I'm getting more and more satisfied with your sincerity... this doll, is it your work? Tell me, what do you want from me? Techniques for constructing alchemy from different worlds? If you have more of these perfect figures, I can consider recruiting you as my apprentice —— don't think how shameful it is to be my apprentice, you probably don't know how many people in my original world are as humble as reptiles to get into my door walls. ”

“Although it is a powerful soul that can walk in the void, the ugliness, even compared to [Asmondis], exceeds…” The maid has no expression at this time: “Perhaps you were born in a world of all mythical civilizations, and you would be more fit for [lust] than [Asmondis]. ”

“Asmondis?” Master Pryde subconsciously frowned, and he always felt like he'd heard the name somewhere.

But there is no time in the crevices of the dimension, and he can't feel the passage of time. There is only one memory that is growing - in the vast ocean of memory, Master Prade implicitly feels that he should have heard the name [Asmontis], perhaps in a sub-world he has explored… Of course, he can recall it, but it is a troublesome thing that requires him to refresh his memory.

The maid did not speak, but took white socks to her clean, dust-free palms.

But then Boss Lo suddenly waved his hand and shook his head... the maid looked at her master unexpectedly.

Lochu said softly at this time: “I haven't felt this in a long time, I feel slightly different from the past… Similar feelings, the last time, it seemed to be in front of my father's grave. ”

“Master?” The maid was shocked.

“Do you know what that means?” Boss Lo whispered at this point: “This represents… your place in my heart is much more important than I thought it would be. Me... will be angry too. ”

Angry.

In this way, for the first time, Yu Night heard from her master... she had never heard Rochu say anything like this once, and her heart trembled, and something more seemed to break out of the earth, trying to break through all the chains beneath her sane soil.

“You stand.” Rochu waved his hand.

The maid's face suddenly softened and quietly retreated behind Mr. Lo, looking only at the master's figure.

Master Prade suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, the sea breeze did not know when to stop… even the waves at sea stopped at this time.

Those unchanging waters, as if instantly they were solids... burst into the cold light hidden beneath the infinite horizon in the eyes of Master Prade.

Ten hands together, representing the circle of [Constructed Alchemy] appeared simultaneously on the palm back of his left and right hands, and two blue and white arcs, one left and one right, were then ejected from the palm of his hand and hit the deck of the submarine.

But in an instant, the submarine's metal deck changed… on the left and right sides of Master Prade, each with a giant metal head floating out of the metal deck.

Just this exposed metal head is high enough - and if it's done, it's probably a giant metal figure.

It's just too bad that the will of the subworld is so repressed, otherwise similar metal figures, Master Prade can produce hundreds in a short time.

At its peak, Pryde mastered a thousand giant metal figures, sweeping across his original subworld and creating an empire with one hand for hundreds of years.

“Don't take out these toys.” Lochu waved freely at this moment.

The heads of two giant metal figures sank into the metal deck of the submarine momentarily… When refined to be instantaneously reversed by the years, Master Prade's hands, like magnets of the same pole, burst apart instantaneously.

His hands represented the [Construct Alchemy] circle of truth. At this time, a burning sensation was transmitted. The circle of truth that he had worked so hard to obtain began a massive collapse!

This painful feeling made Master Prade cry directly and painfully.

His eyes have faded with a bit of insane chills, replacing him with an unprecedented fear in his life, "You... you?! ”

Lochu walked slowly at this point, "I have something that a lady did for me… I intend to give you to her as an extra reward if she can accomplish what I entrust to her. Of course, if at the end of the day she didn't finish what I entrusted to her, I also intend to let you go, because there is no direct conflict between you and me... the reason I came to you early is just in case the lady can finish the person, I can reward her first, that's all. ”

“Don't come over...” Master Prade couldn't stay back... he had taken a few steps back in a row before reacting himself.

“That's what I thought.” Boss Lo shook his head: “I really think so... even if the lady couldn't finish what I entrusted her with in the end, in order to apologize, I would take out a compensation for you. ”

Before Master Prade hit a hatch in the submarine behind him, he could not retreat, and he was suddenly paralyzed on the ground.

There is a great horror called this moment.

“You may think that it is because you have fallen here, suppressed by the Arayer of the world, that you cannot help yourself, that you will be forced into this situation, you will not be angry...” Boss Luo has gone to Master Prade and looked down at him: “But what I'm going to tell you is that even if you are in the cracks of the dimension, facing me... you have any ability to resist. ”

“The transcendent... the transcendent?” Master Prade is pale at the moment and his voice can't help but tremble, "Are you the transcender who reaches the ultimate threshold of power?! Leave me alone, I have no intention of offending you! That's where my power comes from. That's what my soul is all about! I can't change! But I've always been careful, I really have to be careful... I'm willing to bow to you! Even the soul can enslave you! ”

“Do you know why I said those words?” Rochu shook his head: “Even made me a little surprised... I shouldn't be saying these things to you. Pryde, do you know why? ”

“Why… why? ”

“Because of me...” Mr. Lo's eyes instantly became chaotic, “it seems true, angry. ”

Saying, right in the eyes of Master Prade's fear, Lochu stretched out his hand and pointed his finger over his forehead, "Your time will become very slow, possibly for a minute outside, in your spiritual world, it has been a millennium... there will be unprecedented truth waiting for you, everything you fear, or the horrors you have caused to others, all will repeat on you at once, but your spirit will not collapse and your spirit will not be sharpened by it... when you wake up, I will still treat you as a reward and entrust you to that lady. ”

Fingers off.

Master Prade sat paralyzed on the ground, his eyes hollow and atheistic, just like a pile of rotten meat.

After a while, the maid walked slowly to Boss Lo, and she whispered: "Too bad... his soul is fading a little bit, he can walk in the empty soul, it's all very valuable..."

“The soul of the strong is gone, and it can be cultivated without it.” But Boss Luo reached out and caressed the maid's face and said softly: “This is the only beauty that cannot be blasphemed in front of me. ”

“Master rarely...” The maid lowered her head and leaned gently against the master.

Boss Lo shook his head, "Looks like it just now, it doesn't really suit me very well. ”

Doesn't it fit?

The maid squeezed her eyes... but it moved my heart.

At this very moment, Master Prade's body… his chest suddenly lit up and something seemed to be about to break out of his body.

Feel this shifting Boss Lo and the maid looking together.

In their sight, this light is not detached from the flesh of Master Prade, but from the soul of Master Prade…

The group eventually broke through Master Prade's body and floated on the deck, bathing in the night.

Boss Lo took a look and then fell into contemplation.

At this time, bathed in the light spheres of night and starlight, it changed little by little… gradually became a small figure.

Petite but refined, wearing a fairly retro long dress from the ancient European court.

“Miss Loya?” The maid subconsciously shouted out a name.

Boss Lo shook his head at the moment… the girl was not Loya, but Alayer - I'm afraid Alayer of Master Prade's original subworld.