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

Xio, and she grabbed at it as if she wanted to

book took form. It quickly

arm sank and

half top hat and a black coat. He had a cold expression and an unyielding air,

Fors’s eyes widened as though they wanted to take

the Historical Void projection she 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 he

combat achievements of this

Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able to summon something? Questions popped

Gehrman Sparrow’s eyes darted around slightly as his gaze instantly turned focused. He no longer had a rigid and vacant look, as though he

he took out an exquisite, silvery harmonica and

it, but the surroundings instantly turned cold

a woman dressed in a dark and complicated long dress with four blonde hair and red eyes in her hands walked out of the

slightly and

coordinates deep in the spirit

of the heads of Reinette Tinekerr

approached the window, he

disappeared as he “Teleported” out

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

the thing she summoned should be under her control. How

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

suddenly shivered, as though an extremely terrifying

realized that Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was looking

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

four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke one

pay…” “Eight hundred…”

agape once again, at a loss for

a few seconds, her thoughts suddenly became active as

Xio, I still have 780 pounds left… My expenses recently have been quite high, but the royalties from my past novels are still being credited. Adding my other income and the 300 pounds

but she immediately

coins, all

four heads shook

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

to be gold coins… I 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 really complicated… Uh, Mr. World should still have quite a few gold coins. I’ll try to exchange 800

Fors saw the headless messenger raise one of the heads in her

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 didn’t take long before she arrived at the spot where there was a faint

the fog, one eye after another seemed to look over, but they quickly

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