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.

messenger later, she decided to pay attention to her image. She hurriedly returned to the bedroom on the second floor and changed into a

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

an illusory book took form. It quickly

next second, her arm sank and a figure emerged from

coat. He had

Fors’s eyes widened

Instead, she held her breath and looked warily at Gehrman Sparrow’s projection. She couldn’t tell if he was real

the combat

Shouldn’t it be his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able to summon something? Questions popped up in

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

took out an exquisite, silvery harmonica and blew

sound came out of it, but the surroundings instantly turned cold as a

with four blonde hair and red eyes in her

Sparrow nodded slightly and pointed at

lady needs to set up four special coordinates deep in

the heads of Reinette Tinekerr said as it moved up and

didn’t speak further. As he approached the window, he

figure quickly disappeared as he “Teleported” out

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

under her control. How could it leave after giving some

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

suddenly shivered, as though

and realized that Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was looking at her with eight red eyes, carefully

Fors forced a smile and said, “…Sorry

Tinekerr’s four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke

“To pay…” “Eight

Fors turned agape

few seconds, her thoughts suddenly became active as

quite high, but the royalties from my past novels are still being credited. Adding my other income

agreed, but she immediately discovered a

all

four

“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 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

the headless messenger raise one of the heads in her hand to bite down

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

by Reinette Tinekerr through similar scenes that she had no way of getting her bearings right. It

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

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