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 a beige

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

eyes, an illusory book took form. It

second, her arm sank and a figure emerged from the

hat and a black coat. He had a cold expression and an

my second attempt… I’ve only tried it once yesterday and failed… Fors’s eyes widened

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

still remembered the combat achievements of

Gehrman Sparrow? Shouldn’t it be his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able

unsure of what to do next, 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 was

an exquisite, silvery

of it, but the surroundings instantly

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

nodded slightly

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

One of the heads of Reinette Tinekerr said as it moved up and

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

quickly disappeared as he

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

be under her control. How

has the same personality as the actual person… No, it’s as if Gehrman

Fors suddenly shivered, as though an

Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was

Fors forced a smile and said, “…Sorry to

this moment, Reinette Tinekerr’s four blonde,

“To pay…” “Eight

turned agape once again, at a

became

the royalties from my past novels are still being

but she immediately

all

four heads

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

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 him later… Fors secretly heaved a sigh of relief

the heads in her

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 didn’t take long before she arrived

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

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