Chapter 1188 Thick-Skinned

Summon his messenger… As Judgment of the Tarot Club, as a member of MI9, Xio understood what a messenger meant. Furthermore, she knew that the middle ranks of the Numinous Episcopate widely used messengers.

Before she could ask for more details, she saw Fors walk towards the guest room on the first floor with her eyes vacant and footsteps listless. She said with an ethereal voice, “Let me sleep for a while. We can talk later.”

She slept all the way till the next morning, waking up thanks to the aroma of meat.

Desi pie? Fors rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room. She saw that the table was already filled with food.

“Yes.” Xio came out of the bathroom. “The one from the corner of the street. It’s not bad.”

Fors enthusiastically acknowledged and sat beside the dining table. She quickly picked up the Desi pie and stuffed it into her mouth.

After finishing one, she drank a mouthful of sweet iced tea and sighed in satisfaction.

This is life!

Oh no, I forgot to brush my teeth…

After she was done washing up, she finally regained her ability to think. She looked at Xio in puzzlement and said, “Did MI9 not have any suspicions about how you secretly became a Judge?”

“They thought it was the remuneration that motivated me back then,” Xio informed her of what she had learned.

Fors stroked her hair and said with a smile, “That’s true. Let them ask the Church of Evernight.”

She covered her mouth and yawned.

“I’m going to summon that messenger.”

After this period of “Recording,” the way she addressed Klein had changed from Gehrman Sparrow and Mr. World to “that person.”

On the one hand, it was a form of respect, and on the other hand, she was afraid that someone would eavesdrop.

Upon hearing her friend’s words, Xio looked around and asked in confusion, “Aren’t you going to set up the ritual?”

She remembered that summoning a messenger required a ritual.

“That’s only one of the methods. That person got me to use another method.” Fors glanced at her clothes and realized that her clothes were all wrinkled since she hadn’t had the time to change her clothes last night.

She hurriedly returned to the bedroom on the second floor and changed into a beige dress with frilly

right hand in front of Xio, and she grabbed at it

book took form. It quickly flipped and stopped

the next second, her arm sank and a figure emerged from

Sparrow, who was wearing a half top hat and a black coat. He had a cold expression and an unyielding air, but his

only tried it once yesterday and failed… Fors’s eyes widened

wasn’t too nervous. Instead, she held her breath and looked

remembered the combat achievements of this crazy

has actually summoned Gehrman Sparrow? Shouldn’t it be his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able to summon

was unsure of what to do next, Gehrman Sparrow’s eyes darted around slightly as his gaze instantly turned focused. He no longer had a

took out an exquisite, silvery harmonica and blew

the surroundings instantly turned cold as a biting wind

red eyes in her hands walked out of

nodded slightly and

coordinates deep in the spirit world.

Reinette Tinekerr

As he approached the window, he made the glove on his

disappeared as he “Teleported” out of

I summoned left just like that? Fors stared with her mouth slightly open,

her understanding, the thing she summoned should be under her control.

if Gehrman Sparrow himself had descended… Fors glanced at Xio and realized that she was

moment, Fors suddenly shivered, as though an extremely terrifying creature

head and realized that Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was looking at her

as Gehrman Sparrow… Fors forced a smile and said, “…Sorry

Tinekerr’s four blonde,

“To pay…” “Eight hundred…”

agape

a few seconds, her thoughts suddenly became active as she began to calculate her

past novels are still being credited. Adding my other income and the

agreed, but she immediately discovered

coins, all

four

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

time before. It was to pay this messenger? The relationship between him and his messenger is

the heads in her hand to

redder, the blacks became blacker, and the whites

by Reinette Tinekerr through similar scenes that she had no way of getting her bearings right. It didn’t take long before

eye after another seemed to look over, but they

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