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.

image. She hurriedly returned

hand in front of Xio, and she grabbed at it as if she

form. It quickly flipped and

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

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

only tried it once yesterday and failed… Fors’s eyes widened as though they wanted to take in more light so as to see more

the Historical Void projection she had summoned, so she wasn’t too nervous. Instead, she held her breath and

the combat achievements of this crazy

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

what to do next, Gehrman Sparrow’s eyes darted around slightly as his gaze instantly

took out an exquisite,

surroundings

in a dark and complicated long dress with four blonde hair and red eyes in her hands walked

slightly and pointed at

to set up four special coordinates deep in the spirit world.

Tinekerr said as

didn’t speak further. As he approached the window, he made the glove on his left

he “Teleported” out of the

projection I summoned left just like that? Fors stared with her mouth

she summoned should be under her control. How could it leave

it’s as if

that moment, Fors suddenly shivered, as though an extremely terrifying creature was glaring at

that Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was

as Gehrman Sparrow… Fors forced a smile

moment, Reinette Tinekerr’s four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke

“Eight hundred…”

still a fee? Fors turned agape once again, at a loss for a

seconds, her thoughts suddenly became active as she began to

Xio, I still have 780 pounds left… My expenses recently have been quite high, but the royalties from my past novels

but she immediately

coins, all

four

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

remember that Mr. World has been trying to gather gold coins and exchange for gold coins for quite some time before. It was to pay this messenger? The relationship between him and his messenger is

raise one of the heads in her hand to bite down on her

brighter—the reds became redder, the blacks became

that she had no way of getting her bearings right. It didn’t take long before she arrived at the spot where there was a

the depths of the fog, one eye after another seemed to look

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