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.

decided to pay attention to her image. She hurriedly returned to the bedroom

and she grabbed at it as if she wanted to pull something

took form. It quickly flipped and stopped at one of

sank and a

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

succeeded? This is just my second attempt… I’ve only tried it once yesterday and failed… Fors’s eyes widened as

had summoned, so she wasn’t too nervous. Instead, she held her breath and looked warily at Gehrman Sparrow’s projection. She couldn’t tell if

combat achievements of this

his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able to summon something? Questions popped up in Xio’s

slightly as his gaze instantly turned

took out an exquisite,

of it, but the surroundings instantly

in a dark and complicated long dress with four blonde hair and red eyes in her hands walked out of the void. Her eight eyes looked at Gehrman

slightly and pointed at

special coordinates deep in the spirit world. Please

Reinette Tinekerr

approached the window, he made the glove on

as he “Teleported” out

The Historical Void projection I summoned left just like that? Fors stared with

understanding, the thing she summoned should be under her control. How could it leave after

it be that the Historical Void projection has the same personality as the actual person… No, it’s as if Gehrman Sparrow himself had descended… Fors glanced at Xio and realized that she was just as confused as she

though an

realized that Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was looking at her with eight

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

blonde, red-eyed heads spoke one after

“Eight hundred…”

agape once again, at a loss

her thoughts suddenly became active as she began to calculate

past novels are still being credited. Adding my other income and the 300 pounds Xio returned me, I have a total of

agreed, but she immediately discovered

coins, all of

four heads shook

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

gather gold coins and exchange for gold coins for quite some time before. It was to pay this messenger? The relationship between him and

of the heads in her hand to bite down on

colors became saturated and brighter—the reds became redder, the blacks became blacker, and the

a manner, Fors was led by Reinette Tinekerr through similar scenes that she had no way of getting her bearings right. It

eye after another seemed to look over, but they quickly shrank

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