Trafford’s Trading Club

Bucky's posture as he was knocked unconscious was a bit strange.

His hands were spread wide and his face was on the ground. At the same time, his buttocks was raised. As for whether he bit his tongue or something, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom certainly wouldn't care.

Scathach just frowned at Miss Cosney.

When she first came to this room, she saw at first sight that Miss Kesni seemed to be controlled and took off her clothes. At the same time, the so-called 'Messenger of God' walked towards him with an evil smile. Miss Kesni.

The Queen of the Shadow Country is not said to be a person on the side of justice, but there are some things she does not bother to do, such as forcibly possessing a woman's body through control.

At this time, Scathach stretched out his fingers and tapped Miss Kesni's forehead, and then Miss Kesni came down completely. Scathach caught the person, then carried him to the sofa next to him and put him down.

She looked at Miss Kesni again, and frowned again because the moment she released the control on Miss Kesni, what she felt was a very holy power.

Holy...but it also controls people's charm spells, and the person who uses it uses it to do bad things.

"What's going on..." The doubts in the eyes of the Queen of Shadow Kingdom became more and more intense. She suddenly walked up to Bucky, raised her leg and kicked him over.

Scathach stared at Bucky for a long time, then suddenly squatted down, covered Bucky's face with his palms, and took off the mask on Bucky's face.

Scathach opened Bucky's eyes again, stared into his eyes, and grabbed his wrist.

"What's going on with this guy...why is he full of evil power?" Scathach pondered: "Is he going to mutate into a demon...or is he a descendant of a demon in this world and return to his ancestors?"

Shaking her head, Scathach decided not to think about it any further. Lucifer asked her to investigate, so if she just threw this 'Messenger of God' in front of Lucifer, it would probably become clear. .

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Miss Kesini slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying flat on the sofa with a blanket covering her body.

She looked around with some confusion, but could not see any sign of the 'Messenger of God'. Miss Kesini frowned, but remembered that the other party seemed to open his palm towards her in the end. At that moment, she seemed to have lost consciousness, "Could he be a master of hypnosis..."

Kesini's palms suddenly trembled slightly, and she began to bite her fingers.

"Dad's mission...failed..."

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"Did you suddenly faint?"

When Mr. Saint-France asked his secretary to call Kesni temporarily, he was in intense contact with the mayor.

"I'm sorry, father." Kesni lowered her head: "This messenger is probably a master of hypnosis. I don't know if he asked anything out of my mouth after he hypnotized me."

Mr. Saint-Fran's expression was very dull, but he did not look at Cosni. He just looked at the night outside the window and muttered: "You have done training to resist hypnosis. If even you can't help but fall into the trap... …Then, I can probably understand why this church can develop so quickly.”

"What do you mean by father, he relies on this kind of powerful hypnosis method?" Kesni's face was serious.

Mr. St. Franco said calmly: "Hypnosis is just one of the methods. Generally speaking, the methods used by this crazy money-making church are hypnosis, hallucinogenic drugs, various psychological suggestions, and fraud... Well, If you look at it this way, it turns out it’s just a trick and nothing more special.”

"Something special?" Kesni asked subconsciously.

Mr. St. Fran then glanced at Cosni and said slowly: "When I was in prison, I met a jujitsu master. He came to the prison not because he committed a crime, but to practice... This world is very complicated. Big, so big that it will limit the imagination of mortals."

Kesini pondered the meaning of Mr. Saint-France's words, but Mr. Saint-France suddenly said: "Okay, let's go to the banquet venue now."

"But father, this messenger is still..." Kesini quickly said that this 'messenger of God' has disappeared since she woke up. However, Mr. Besson is still at the banquet venue, but he may not be around for long. You will find something is wrong.

Mr. Besson is probably his own 'messenger' who is happily chatting about life with others at the moment.

"In this case, if we end the banquet temporarily, wouldn't we tell others what we have in store?" Mr. Saint-Fran said calmly, and then directly opened the door and walked out, "Let's go out, this birthday dinner has just begun, our protagonist cannot absent."

"Understood..." Kesni sighed and quickly followed.

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The life in the big church was still a bit uncomfortable for Charlotte, even though she had only been here for less than two days.

On the one hand, it is because there are many more people in the big church than in the monastery where they grew up, and there is an endless stream of believers who come during the day.

The priest here is the one who brought the funds for the operation to the old woman and provided him with learning opportunities. His name is Babalon.

Father Babalon is really a loving man. At least, that's how Sharti feels so far.

At this time, Charlotte, who had completed the day course, was cleaning the church with another nun. The nun who participated in the training together was about the same age as Sharti, and her name was Mesiah. She was a relatively silent girl.

"Mesiah, can I leave the prayer room to you? Just leave the floor to me to clean."

After all, she has been living in the monastery with her old nanny. The cleaning work up and down the monastery was actually done by Charlotte herself, so she thought that she could do more by herself, so she left the easier cleaning of the prayer room to this person. A new nun.

"No... no need, leave the floor to me. I'm used to doing this." Mesiah shook his head at this time: "I, my hands and feet are a bit clumsy, and I can easily break the things inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mesiah walked up to Sharti, reached out and took the broom in her hand, and then started to use it hurriedly.

There is only such a small space in the prayer room, how could anything be broken... Shalti suddenly smiled. It seemed that Mesiah had the same idea as herself, hoping that she could complete the more tiring work and then give up the relaxed work. For others.

"It's really good...a big church." Charlotte's mood suddenly became better. She had been feeling out of breath for the past few days.

After a while, Mesiah said: "I'm going to take out the trash, Sharti."

"Thank you for your hard work." Sharti smiled slightly, then hummed a tune from the hymn and began to clean the prayer room here.

But at this moment, the church door suddenly opened, and a fat man walked in dejectedly.

I saw him sighing, looking at the crucifix in the front, and then sitting alone on the bench. Sharti looked at it for a while, then walked over directly.

Church is a place where people can talk... This is what the old grandma has always taught her.

"Sir, do you have any difficulties?" Charlotte asked softly at this time.

It might be more appropriate for Father Babalon to do this kind of thing, but Father Babalon is busy with other things at the moment.

"Are you a new nun? I have never seen you before." The fat man frowned and asked.

"Yes." Charti sat down next to the man and said with a smile: "But I grew up in a monastery... If you have any questions, you can talk to me. "

The man suddenly smiled bitterly, "You look not much older than my daughter. I want to talk to you. What kind of advice can you give me... I'll just sit here for a while. Just leave me alone." .”

Charti was obviously a warm-hearted person who had been taught to be a warm-hearted person. At this time, she quickly said: "Sir, maybe my experience is not enough for me to give you any effective advice, but I am just an observer to allow you to relax a little." You can still do it despite the annoyance in your heart.”

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded and sighed: "Okay, I think I really need an audience at this time."

"What do you call it?" Sharti asked with a smile.

"Cage, just call me Cage." The man... Cage breathed out at this time, "You know? I was just released from the detention center and I am a sinner."

Charti was still smiling: "Mr. Cage, our sins can be forgiven when we are compassionate and grateful. Now that you have left that place and gained freedom, you should be thankful."

Cage smiled bitterly: "What should I be thankful for? If after I come out, my wife runs away with another man, takes my daughter away, and even takes away my property... and I even take away my property..." I also lost my job, do you think I can still feel lucky?"

"This...this..." Sharti's face froze.

It's not that she hasn't heard others talk, but most of them are people from the village. The names of the villages usually have small worries, and they don't encounter so many unfortunate things like Mr. Cage. Based on her experience, she really didn't know where to start to comfort Mr. Cage.

"You don't need to comfort me. Just like you said, just be a listener." Mr. Cage looked at the crucifix in front of him and talked about his experience during this period.

It started when I was at work, and then I was kidnapped by a prisoner while escorting him. I had no choice but to help the prisoner escape. Later, he was arrested by the police because of this. Although he was eventually released, he encountered More unfortunate things.

"Sometimes I wonder, even though I am already a believer, but... is He paying attention to me?" Cage shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You know? Before coming here, I even thought about it. Don’t think of robbery, because I am really penniless now and can’t even eat.”

"Can't be like this!" Charlotte quickly grabbed Mr. Cage's hand. "Mr. Cage, you can't give up on yourself just because of this. Since you have been released from the detention center, are you still guilty of robbery?" And go in again?"

"But I'll starve to death...what are you going to do?"

At this time, Charti quickly took out an old wallet from the pocket of her robe, and took out some banknotes and coins. "Mr. Cage, I'm really sorry, because I don't have formal income yet, I only have this much." Yes, I hope I can help you.”

"How old are you?" Cage looked at the money sent by Charlotte, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes seemed to be moist, "I have asked my friends, my colleagues, and even my boss, and told them that I experience, but they were unwilling to lend me help. Instead, you, a strange child, actually helped me..."

Charti stood up at this time, stretched out her hand to hold Cage's forehead, and whispered: "Lord, please save the lost lamb in front of you and prevent him from going astray. Lord, I am begging you here... "

As Cage listened, time seemed to stop. Suddenly, he suddenly began to sob and cry bitterly.

Charti sat next to him and accompanied him silently. It wasn't until a while that Mr. Cage slowly breathed out, "Young nun, thank you, I'm much better... I can know your Name?"

"Sharti."

"Miss Charlotte." Cage smiled at this moment: "Thank you very much for listening to my chatter today. Although the current situation has not changed much for me, my mood has improved a lot."

"This is already a change of the status quo, Mr. Cage." Sharti smiled happily: "There is nothing more important than cheering up."

Cage took a deep breath, grabbed the money sent by Charlotte... held it tightly in his hand, "Miss Charlotte, I really need these... but, I will definitely return it to you, as long as I can save it." If you can get through this difficulty."

"It's okay, I basically don't spend anything here." Sharti shook her head.

"Miss Charlotte, you will definitely become a very loved nun in the future." Cage said seriously at this time, "I am very happy to get to know you... Can I come here often in the future to talk to you?"

"certainly!"

"I will definitely come back, Miss Charlotte."

Mr. Cage walked out slowly with a relaxed expression and happiness that seemed to have regained hope in life.

Charti stretched at this time, glanced at the crucifix in front of the church, and suddenly covered her mouth and snickered... She would become a well-loved, outstanding nun or something...

oops!

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Scathach suddenly appeared in front of Lucifer, who was lying lazily on the sofa, seemingly thinking about something.

Bucky was still on the ground while Scabb was holding him in his hand.

"What is this?" Lucifer turned his eyes and looked at the guy who was thrown in front of him.

"Isn't this what you asked me to investigate?" The Queen of Shadow Kingdom said calmly at this time: "If you want to know anything, just ask. This guy is the mastermind of the Emerging Church."

"Huh?" Lucifer suddenly narrowed his eyes, then kicked the guy on the ground with his foot, and then squatted down to see the other person's appearance clearly.

"It's really you...Bucky." Lucifer's voice suddenly became gloomy.

Because even though Bucky was right in front of her, she couldn't sense the contract she had with Bucky...