Trafford’s Trading Club

On the day off, students wandered around in twos and threes in the quiet campus...especially on the large grassland, which was a good place for them to get close to nature.

A black Beetle slowly drove into the driveway of the academy at this time, attracting the attention of many students... It seemed that many students knew this black Beetle.

Speaking of which, there are many people who drive this car. There are many people in the world, but in this academy, it seems that there is only one of them so far, and naturally he is the owner of this black Beetle.

As for the other one, she was a newly transferred seminarian girl. However, most people seemed to have only one impression of this female freshman. They could never recall what she looked like.

Maybe she had that kind of face from a passer-by, so she couldn't remember it... The busybody quickly gave such an explanation. Besides, this new girl seemed to have not been seen for a week.

I am still more impressed by the owner of this black Beetle. Ramias is a genius scholar in the physics department and one of the tutors in the physics department. However, she often goes out for academic exchanges and does not spend much time in school to teach.

But there is one thing. Whenever this teacher Lamias teaches, the classroom in the physics department is always packed.

"Oh my god! Teacher Lamias is back!"

"Oh! I've been waiting for half a semester and a winter vacation, and I'm finally going to get the chance to conquer the goddess?"

"No, no! Teacher Lamias is too sexy, I have to go back and shower!"

"You want to go back? I'm already fine!!"

In short, the black Beetle still drove in slowly, and finally arrived at the parking lot of the physics department teaching building.

Black hair, black skirt... black mid-heeled shoes, but her skin is unusually pale, but she doesn't look weak. She has a perfect body among women.

A number of students had already arrived outside the parking lot, mostly men... The teacher named Ramias took off her sunglasses, smiled at the students, nodded... After nodding, she walked in directly In the teaching building, I returned to my office all the way.

Although Lamias is only a teacher, she has her own private office. This is different from a certain seminary teacher who can only sit in a large room and work together with several teachers.

As soon as she opened the door, she found someone already waiting in the office. He was a man in a suit and leather shoes. If there were students here, they would probably recognize this middle-aged man as the instructor of the college. director.

Seeing Lamias come in, the dean of students frowned and said, "It's not inappropriate for you at this time. The knights from the two knight agencies stationed here have been more active in the past few days."

As if she didn't hear anything, Lamias walked straight to the tea table, turned around and said, "Coffee? Or black tea? Green tea is also available. It's imported from China and tastes good."

The Dean's brows furrowed even deeper, but he had no choice but to do anything about it. Although he was the Dean of Students in the college, and his status was theoretically higher than that of Teacher Lamyas, it was different in other places.

"Then just boil water, it's healthy." Lamias threw over a bottle of mineral water.

The Dean of Students frowned again. After Ramias sat down, he slowly said: "People from the Holy Church are here. According to the intelligence, Vasco is likely to lead the team this time. We speculate Their purpose was for Stella. In addition, the Knight Agency headquarters in Fog City also sent a Twelve Knights, the clown Dagonite. Muffin and Victor had already left school early this morning. Yuan, depending on the situation, you should have gone to respond...So, you really shouldn't choose this time to come back, as this may expose your identity."

Lamia looked at the dean of students in front of her expressionlessly, until she saw that the other person's expression became unnatural, and then she said calmly: "Stella is the former warden of Shenwei Prison. After resigning for such a long time, the Holy Church I have always hoped to recall him to the headquarters. Over the years, there have been several waves of lobbyists from the Holy Church arriving every year. This time I sent Vasco, probably because my patience has reached the limit. As for the Knight Agency, I am afraid it is also because of the fact that Vasco was led this time. It was Vasco who was alarmed... However, the Knight Agency probably didn't know that a former warden of the Divine Power Prison was hiding in a small town on their border. Generally speaking, these two groups of people were not Coming for us."

The Dean of Students added: "There is one more thing about the former Prime Minister. You probably knew about his death early on, but he left a lot of things behind after his death. Our intelligence speculates that the British knight organization is very We may have discovered some connection between the former Prime Minister and us...especially the [Dragon Rider Armor] matter."

Lamias said calmly: "[Dragon Rider Armor] is just a simple model. Even if the knight mechanism can be cracked, it will just be more toys... If it is exposed, it will be exposed. Anyway, we have more important things to do next. This is directly related to the future of the Order. No matter what the Holy Church and the Knights do, they will not be the opponent of the Order in the future."

Lamias has always been very confident, and the dean of students knows this...but at this time she seemed to be a little too confident, which made the dean of students have some speculation in his mind, "Could it be that something like that is about to be completed?" Already?"

"It's almost time. I just need to get another holy relic." Lamias held her chin with her hands, her tall breasts pressing on the laptop on the table, and showed a heart-stirring smile.

The Dean of Students couldn't help but make a growl in his throat... But compared to the temptation in front of him, the shock and ecstasy in his heart couldn't be concealed.

As cadres of black cultivators, they have actually done a lot of things over the years. After a hundred years of development, the monastery that has regained its vitality will surely reach a higher level.

After hundreds of years of preparation, starting from the acquisition of the body of the Impaler, the plan was officially launched, and later the successful seizure of the holy relics of Pechoers Monastery... Finally, is the plan about to enter the final stage?

"In this case, you shouldn't come back at this time!" the dean said seriously.

Lamias said: "We need people with pure holy power. Among so many prey, there is no more suitable candidate than the former warden of Shenwei Prison. It's not because Stella lives in seclusion here and has cultivated over the years. Will you be stationed here?"

"Stella's strength is unfathomable." The dean of students shook his head: "You alone may not be enough."

After all, she was facing the former warden of Kamui Prison...a powerful [inhuman], and the director of training knew very well that Lamyas was an ordinary human in all aspects, and she was trained and relatively powerful. Human beings are still very far away from [non-human beings].

"One is enough." Lamias smiled slightly, "The one who crucified Holy Jesus was also a human being."

Vaguely, the dean of students seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but be slightly startled, and blurted out: "Could it be... that something like that has been completed?"

Lamias did not speak, but continued as usual, playing with a pendant on the neckline of her chest intentionally or unintentionally, and even talked about another thing, "Are there any good seedlings recently? After some time, Xiu It will be completely closed. I think this is the last chance to attract new blood in a short period of time."

The dean of students knew that he had only the authority to go deep into this stage... He thought that in addition to being a member of the action team, Lamias also had the responsibility of reviewing and recruiting new members, so he said: "There is nothing Until I pay attention, it turns out that the heirs of a large financial group are studying there. Maybe they can be recruited to become peripheral members and provide funds for the monastery."

"Okay, it's up to you." Lamias nodded, "During this period, I will have classes for a few days... Just keep everything as usual."

In the end, the dean of students could only leave Lamias' office with full of doubts.

After the dean of students left, Lamias opened the curtains of the office and looked at the town outside. A strange color flashed in her eyes, "What is so special about this place... Why is there so much piety?" soul."

Shaking her head, Lamias stretched, and casually took out a silver pistol from under her skirt... dismantled it, and began to wipe it slowly after dismantling it, but she seemed not satisfied with it.

In fact, she had a beloved pistol, but she somehow lost it while in Romania.

In a few seconds, Lamias assembled the silver pistol again, then turned the chair, faced the window, pointed the muzzle of the gun in the sky, and made a shooting motion.

…

…

【hallelu-yah】

Father Stella is playing the piano.

The singing came from the mouths of the young choir children, and everyone remained quiet, listening to the voice praising the Lord... The children were really as cute as angels. Among them, the oldest was only ten years old, and the youngest was only Four years old, both town kids.

After the choir meeting, there is a prayer meeting, still led by Father Stella. After that, he will also give lectures to everyone.

There has always been only one Father Stella in the church in the town. He takes care of everything in the church. I heard that Father Stella would make gifts with his own hands every Easter.

A respected person, almost everyone likes this kind-hearted priest who is a little old and fat, and has a little light on his forehead.

After the lectures, there are meetings... There will be many different types of meetings at the end of the day, and the people will be divided into different rooms in the church.

At this time, in a certain room in the church, Father Stella was listening to the thoughts of the believers. Because they all lived in the same place, they all knew each other.

"She hasn't woken up yet, and I don't know what to do... She is very religious and has never missed church gatherings on rest days."

In the room, a man was hiding his face in pain. His sad cries made the men sitting around express sympathy.

Mr. Smith, the owner and chef of a famous restaurant in town. They have all eaten Mr. Smith's food and are somewhat familiar with him. They know the misfortune that Mr. Smith has suffered, but they did not expect that the difficulties of life would eventually make this optimistic man cry like this.

Father Stella comforted him in a low voice. He excerpted a few passages from the scriptures and read them slowly in front of Mr. Smith... The priest's voice seemed to have the power to warm people's hearts.

Mr. Smith has been hurt, but his mood has unknowingly relaxed... The difficulty has not been solved in any way. His wife is still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital, and his son is still missing. However, he had a feeling that the future was good and all difficulties would eventually be solved, and he regained hope for life.

"Thank you, Father," said Mr. Smith gratefully.

He needs this kind of spiritual comfort, which can allow him to continue to persevere without breaking down. This is why he deliberately left the hospital today and came to the church.

After the party last night, Mr. Smith immediately rushed back to the hospital.

"You are all devout believers of the Lord." Father Stella's voice gradually became ethereal and blended into everyone's hearts.

In the room, a soft glimmer of light flickered vaguely, but the believers were in a comfortable state as if their souls were being caressed, and they didn't seem to notice it.

But someone can sense it...Malada!

At this moment, he was hiding outside the window of the room, and showed a hint of surprise. He had been squatting here for a long time!

From early in the morning, when Father Stella began to prepare for the service, he had been watching... The whole morning, he stared at Father Stella, this bad old man, and he would have doubts that life would finally end here. At this moment, he got what he needed!

Holy power!

This bad old man is indeed not simple. He possesses holy power, and depending on the situation, the quality of the holy power is quite high. It doesn't really matter. What Mailalda needs is just a trace of holy power that Stella's identity has leaked at this time. Got it!

The communication tool in his hand quietly absorbed a little bit of the holy power and then reacted... That's enough! A communication is now possible!

Melalda was immediately ecstatic, feeling that her bad luck might have completely passed!

He quickly pulled himself up and ran outside without saying a word. He wanted to contact the ethnic group in the [Inhuman Realm] and ask the ethnic group to send support troops!

Just wait, old mage, I will repay you double the humiliation you have inflicted on me! Return tenfold! Return it twenty times!

At the same time, Father Stella, who was reciting scriptures in the room, suddenly shook his head, and then flicked his fingers, and a small golden light shot out of the window.

As he was running away, Mailalda felt a sudden pain in his calf, and he fell down completely. The communication tool crystal he was holding tightly in his hand rolled out all of a sudden!

Melalda was shocked, and when she was about to get up to pick it up, she heard a click!

He didn't know when a burly figure appeared in front of him... The communication prop crystal had shattered under the feet of the burly figure!

Vasco!

"Oh? Did I step on something?"

Looking at the frighteningly strong old man in front of him, the corner of Mailada's mouth twitched a few times before he asked quietly: "You...how much do you weigh?"