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.

later, she decided to pay attention to her image. She hurriedly returned to the bedroom on the

raised her right hand in front of Xio, and she grabbed at it as if she wanted to

an illusory book took form. It quickly

her arm sank and a figure emerged

was wearing a half top hat and a black coat. He had a cold expression

just my second attempt… I’ve only tried it once yesterday and failed… Fors’s eyes widened as though they wanted to take

was 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

the combat

his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow

as his

that, he took out an exquisite, silvery harmonica and

the surroundings instantly turned cold

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

nodded slightly and pointed at

four special coordinates deep in the

One of the heads of Reinette Tinekerr said as it

he approached the window, he made the

as he “Teleported” out of the

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

she summoned should be under her

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

that moment, Fors suddenly shivered, as though

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

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

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

“Eight

still a fee? Fors turned agape once again,

suddenly became active as she began to

loaning 2,400 pounds to 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 Xio returned me,

but she immediately

all of

Tinekerr’s four heads

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

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 gold coins from him later… Fors secretly heaved a sigh

Fors saw the headless messenger raise one of the heads in her hand to bite down on her clothes

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

through similar scenes that she had no way of getting her bearings right.

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

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