Trafford’s Trading Club

The moment she opened the lobby window of [Rose Mansion] and saw the bright lights of [Freedom City] at night again, Miss Nan stretched.

She still prefers the noisy evening breeze of this modern civilization.

She immediately turned around...the venue had been moved from the dark basement to the lobby of the [Mansion].

Azaches, Clary, and Mr. Jacques have been placed in the room upstairs. As for Ludick and the male assistant, they were later found in the room upstairs. Mr. Jacques asked Bertrand to send him there earlier. Come.

As for the Lord Durand and Livar who were purified by the young man in white, they were also sent upstairs to rest.

This trip to [Dongremi] Village seems to be over - at least, that's how it seems on the surface.

Miss Nan leaned against the window and looked quietly at the people sitting in the hall.

Her boss, the maid...and the young man in white and Bertrand.

Finally, there is the girl from [Donremy] Village, Jeanne...she has not woken up.

——However, I didn’t expect that Miss Youye would actually be a saint in heaven...

——If you put it this way, wouldn’t that be the [Saint] of [Free City]?

Miss Nan feels that her [Nan Xiaonan’s Event Book of Mature Women] is about to start serializing again.

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"You mean...assassination?" the maid's voice sounded slowly.

By the way, Bertrand was not sitting, he was kneeling on the ground with his hands on his knees and his head lowered - he looked like he was apologizing seriously.

He learned this from a believer from the East. He heard that this was the best way to express his apology - he heard that it was best to expose his chest, as women would be more effective, and so on. It was really a strange etiquette.

"Yes, assassination." Bertrand nodded at this time and said solemnly: "I don't know when, there has been such a rumor circulating in the [Wings of Freedom] army, saying that the real saint has been assassinated. Assassination by high-level officials in Heaven.”

The maid didn't say anything, but the young man in white frowned slightly... But Boss Luo asked curiously: "Mr. Bertrand, have you investigated this rumor clearly?"

"No." Bertrand responded subconsciously - he didn't dare to look at his future uncle - judging from the Saint's attitude towards his future uncle - but he didn't dare to ask without authorization, let alone be impulsive.

Just kidding, the Holy Lady is on top, and if she doesn't nod, the entire [Wings of Freedom] holy angels won't dare to move... because no one wants to be hung up and smoked to tears.

Even though he had too many doubts about the identity of his future uncle, Bertrand said as calmly as possible: "It should be said that there was no real investigation... We, we just discovered many strange places."

The maid said calmly: "What's weird."

Bertrand said directly: "For example, the Holy Lady has not appeared in [Wings of Freedom] for a long time, and has not even summoned me."

The maid lady said expressionlessly: "It is not strange for the [Saint] to sit in [Freedom City] for a long time. As for the [Freedom Wings] Army... you are not children, and you do not need adult care. "

"That's true." Bertrand shook his head: "But the Saintess still has many research projects parked in the legion's facilities. With the Saintess's kind of frivolous...striving for perfection, how can she Maybe you’ve been shelving a project that you’ve been researching in general? That’s weird in itself.”

"4,78." The maid suddenly said a few numbers.

Bertrand's face suddenly changed slightly, and then he said with a grimace: "I have a bad mouth... I just accept the punishment. After so many years, we can't control our mouths, and it's not like you don't know that, Saint."

Others don’t know what these numbers are? But all the Holy Angels of the [Wings of Freedom] Army know it by heart - this is the military regulations established by the leader of the [Wings of Freedom] Army? Also known as the [Saint’s Little Book].

[4,78] means the fourth principle, Article 78.

"I'm not a saint." The maid said calmly.

Bertrand simply rolled his eyes, as if you were happy as long as you were happy.

The maid then pondered and said: "Even if the research is shelved? It is not enough to be used as evidence of the secret."

"We thought so too." Bertrand nodded heavily: "So a group of us sat up, did some calculations, and decided to sneak into [Free City] to inquire. Based on our investigations over the past few years, we found that The Saint... discovered that [Saint] had been living in seclusion, and his personality seemed to have changed a lot. [Wings of Freedom] later privately sent letters to [Saint] for military reasons, but every time he requested an audience, he was sent back. ”

"What else?" the maid asked calmly: "How did you get involved in the incident in [Donremi] Village?"

Bertrand subconsciously glanced at the young man in white beside him. "During the last investigation, I walked into the [Free City] as a clone. Originally, I planned to find a virtual person and enter the [Saint] in other ways." 】Residence to investigate secretly. But at this time, Miss Asman found me. "

"How did she know you?" The maid frowned.

"I don't know." Bertrand shook his head and said helplessly: "How many conditions did she give me? One of them was that she couldn't ask about her origins... As for the content of the transaction, she would help me find it. Saint."

"You agreed." The maid looked at Bertrand.

"Of course I agreed." Bertrand's eyes did not dodge. "There is nothing more important than finding the Saint. I can agree to any conditions."

The maid girl closed her eyes and took a breath, then suddenly said: "Impulsive... 5, 12."

"Okay!" Bertrand nodded directly. "In addition, I voluntarily add 6? 21."

"No need." The maid shook her head and then said, "What happened to you when you entered the village?"

Bertrand said: "After I agreed to Miss Asman's request, she took me into the village of [Donremy]. The moment I walked into the village, I realized how unusual this place was. Place. Miss Asman told me that the [Dragon Witch] sealed in the underground lake... was the work of the archangel. I have been to the underground lake and confirmed that it is indeed the breath of the saint, but Absolutely vile, tainted, and full of hatred. Later, Miss Assmann told me what she wanted to do."

"Her." The maid looked at the girl placed on the sofa nearby.

"Miss, she... no, this Jeanne was extracted from here." Bertrand sighed: "The longer I stay in contact with Miss Assmann, the more doubts I have about the Saint of [Free City]. The heavier it gets...it wasn't until one day when my voice of prayer told me that it could no longer be reached, that I was sure that the [Saint] in [Freedom City] was fake!"

"Let's talk about the fake saint separately." The maid said directly: "Let's talk about her."

Bertrand said: "This Miss Jeanne was created from Mr. Jacques's thoughts... We placed the creation in the village of [Donremi] to cultivate it, so that she can absorb [ Dragon Witch]’s saintly aura.”

"In the end, let her transform and have the same characteristics as the saint, right?" The maid suddenly sneered: "Stupid."

Bertrand said with a wry smile: "I know that this approach may be a kind of blasphemy to the Saint... But at that time, we all thought that the Saint had indeed been assassinated. In order to cover up all this, the Kingdom of Heaven even I will not hesitate to replace you with a fake [Saint]. [Wings of Freedom] cannot lose its Saint...Miss Jeanne, she will go through everything the Saint has experienced, and she will also become a new Saint. .”

Looking at the expressionless maid, Bertrand said uneasily: "When I go back, I will experience all the military regulations... Who didn't know that you, the saint, were not assassinated at all, but you just didn't show up? That’s all, I’m confused.”

"When I say you are stupid, I don't mean your thoughts." The maid said coldly: "It's just that your approach is not thorough enough. Why do you have to go around in such a big circle to create an aggregation of thoughts and let her To create a so-called new saint in a step-by-step manner by following the same path as before? There are obviously ready-made substitutes that we don’t need, so we have to give up the near and seek the distant.”

"Huh?" Bertrand was stunned.

The maid girl rubbed her eyebrows and said: "[Dragon Witch] itself is a ready-made container. She is more suitable than the so-called longing body. Instead of having to avoid the longing body all the time in the process of creating a new saint, maybe it will For the variables that arise, it is better to directly use [Dragon Witch] as a container, inject your thoughts, and let the body of thoughts form directly on the body of [Dragon Witch]. You don't even need to water the water to let the body of thoughts bathe. The breath of the Dragon Witch grows! The body of thoughts born in the body of the Dragon Witch can directly inherit everything, and all you need to do is to think about how to purify the resentment in the heart of the Dragon Witch. Efficiency, understand ."

"Ah? Oh... I understand, I understand!" Bertrand nodded subconsciously, and then said uneasily: "I understand the truth... But this is discussing the issue of creating a new saint... You put it this way, Is it really okay?”

This is about whether it’s good to recreate a brand new you, don’t look like a scientific madman, don’t care at all, and even be efficient... This is very scary!

"Everything in heaven has nothing to do with me, and what you want to do has nothing to do with me." The maid said casually: "But this kind of inefficient action really brings shame to time."

Bertrand squinted.

——It has nothing to do with you and you still use military regulations to punish me... It has nothing to do with you. Why do you ask so many questions? It has been so many years. Can you talk to me properly?

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Mr. Bertrand is still kneeling on the ground at this moment. Anyway, he doesn't intend to expose his chest... There's nothing good about exposing it, right?

"However, since the saint...Miss Youye has come back, there is no need to continue the plan of [Donremi] Village." Bertrand seemed to be relieved at this time: "Actually, I have been here I’m worried that even if a new saint is finally born, I don’t know if the [Wings of Freedom] Army can accept it.”

This also means that this [Donremi] plan is a private operation between Bertrand and Miss Asman...or Miss Asma. He even concealed the [Wings of Freedom] Legion.

The maid was noncommittal, but suddenly asked: "Where is Jacques Daque?"

"This is what I privately introduced from the most suitable sub-world." Bertrand swallowed his saliva at this time, lowered his head and said: "I told the master the original story... and he agreed. He agreed to help us because of what we were doing. Because, in his original sub-world, his daughter Jeanne did not live long enough to see the miracle and had already died of illness. He missed his daughter very much... You also You know, since you completed the unification of all dimensions, you will no longer exist in all sub-worlds, and only legends will remain. In other words, this is the only way for the master to see his daughter again... …”

"Well done." The maid praised abruptly.

Bertrand was immediately stunned.

The maid lady said calmly: "Only individuals with such desire can give birth to stronger thoughts... You are quite qualified in terms of creating a thought body."

——Ma’s!

——I heard that right!

——This woman actually praised labor?

——I'm not dreaming!

"After this incident, you can send him back to his original world." The maid said abruptly: "Since you lost his daughter, just compensate him for a son. This is fair."

——When did I lose...fuck? !

——I am still too naive!

"has a problem?"

"No... no problem." Bertrand could only say with a bitter look on his face: "It's fair, even Anubis's scales are not as fair!"

——Just be a son, just be a son, and just treat it like a business trip to the lower world for a few decades... Anyway, judging from the average life span of people in that era, it was relatively short.

"Okay." The maid breathed a sigh of relief at this time, "The matter is settled, from now on... Mr. Bertrand, I don't know you anymore."

Bertrand suddenly said in a panic: "My Lady Saint, how is this possible? What will [Wings of Freedom] do next? Without your [Wings of Freedom], there is no soul at all!"

The maid smiled politely and said: "Regarding this issue, Mr. Bertrand, I can suggest that you create a new saint again. Or, our store also has similar services. If you don't mind, I can introduce you to some solutions... Considering that you received the master in the village, I will beg the master to give you a 120% discount."

"..." Bertrand seemed to want to say something else.

But at this moment, the silent young man in white suddenly said: "If you do this, it will be taken care of."

The maid looked at the young man in white indifferently and said, "That's what the Archangel thinks."

The young man in white mused: "Don't you care about Assmann, who is the weirdest in the whole thing... Judging from Bertrand's words, it is very likely that Assmann spread the rumors about the assassination behind his back. The purpose is to lure the attention of [Wings of Freedom]... Is Asman's purpose of doing this simply to create a new saint, or does he have other intentions? This person can even exercise the authority of the [Destiny System]... …”

"Your Majesty the Archangel." The maid suddenly interrupted.

The young man in white looked startled.

The maid said calmly: "What does everything you said have to do with me?"

"Then why did you..." The young man in white didn't finish his sentence.

Suddenly, the entire [Free City] shook.

In the night sky, the ultimate brilliance appeared in an instant, and at the same time, a huge cry sounded throughout [Freedom City].

lament.

"Look! The statue of the saint!" Miss Nan by the window exclaimed: "Miss Youye, your statue has collapsed!"

In the distance, the huge statue on Liberty Square collapsed at this moment, and the huge head of the statue was falling from the mid-air... The young man in white stood up in an instant, frowning: "This is... [Holy Fall] ?”