Trafford's Trading Club

It was none other than Mozart… Wolfgang, with ten rings of pearl-like luster on his hands and a head of flowing golden curls!

“Oh, beautiful Miss Charlotte, it’s a pleasure to see you again.”

Charlotte looked rather helplessly at this guy who, no matter how you looked at him, seemed to be saying, “I am very rich,” and impatiently said, “I’m quite busy right now, no time to entertain you.”

Wolfgang revealed his pearly white teeth and smiled, “It’s okay, I’m just here to perform for Lord Lucifer… today is already Tuesday, Miss Charlotte. Also, thanks to Lord Lucifer’s great power displayed last week, I gained inspiration during the storm and composed a new piece, an End of Days tune, I would love for the Lord to listen to it.”

Almost forgot about this… Charlotte rubbed her temples and could only say, “Well, you’re not here at the right time, Lucifer is not here right now.”

Wolfgang was taken aback, then closed his eyes in thought, and said in confusion, “Hmm… indeed, the notes in the wind tell me the Lord is indeed not here… nor nearby.”

Charlotte was taken aback and hastily asked, “You can sense it?”

Wolfgang quickly replied, “Miss Charlotte, please don’t misunderstand. I never dared disturb Lord Lucifer. Even finding this place, it was only because of the presence of demonic aura here.”

Charlotte’s heart was moved, and she gave Wolfgang a particular look, soon after, the two arrived at a quiet place.

Then Charlotte said, “You know about Lucifer’s outburst of power last week, right?”

Wolfgang nodded and then said, “To dare release such immense power in the mundane world, only Lord Lucifer could achieve that… truly envious for us. By the way, do you know why the Lord did so?”

Employees needn’t know what happened that day, but Wolfgang’s situation was different… perhaps his abilities could assist in locating where Lucifer was now. Moreover, Charlotte believed the other party wouldn’t refuse, after all, Wolfgang needed to perform enough compositions for Lucifer to fulfill their original agreement.

Hence Charlotte briefly mentioned some crucial matters of that day.

After listening, Wolfgang furrowed his brows deeply, with a solemn expression, “Silver chains from the Void… even troubling the Lord?”

Charlotte said, “Hmph, if it weren’t in the mundane world, Lucifer wouldn’t be hesitant!”

Wolfgang agreed with a nod, “Indeed, with the Lord’s power, if truly erupted, it could have been an actual apocalypse, not just that… however, the power behind these silver chains did outwit the Lord, that is a fact as well. Hmm… silver chains.”

“Do you know something?” Charlotte hurriedly asked.

Wolfgang shook his head, “As far as I know, those who commonly use chains as weapons indeed exist… but truly, they might not possess such power to this extent. The key is, after that battle, the Lord completely vanished, making it even more intriguing.”

“Lucifer certainly isn’t in mortal danger.” Charlotte affirmed, “Otherwise, we would all know… she very likely ventured into some Lost Lands.”

“If that’s the case, it indeed complicates matters.” Wolfgang said, “Crossing different limits and seeking in various subplanes is not my strong suit.”

“Can even you Transcendents do nothing about it?” Charlotte frowned.

Wolfgang smiled slightly and said, “It’s only that our fields differ… let me return through a dimensional seam once, and ask a friend for help. There’s no one better at space traversal than that person.”

“I’ll wait for your news.” Charlotte nodded.

Wolfgang then took out a strange badge and stepped backward into a torn crack in front of Charlotte…

…

Spearing a piece of crispy golden meat with a fork and stuffing it into his mouth, Bucky chewed with relish.

“This underling of mine is quite capable, finding me three entry-level guys so quickly…” Bucky swallowed the piece of meat, which made his taste buds explode, and licked his lips, “Ms. You Ye, it seems soon, the Divine Nation here within me will truly emerge!”

This was Mr. Besong’s mansion.

As an enthusiastic follower, Mr. Besong even vacated his room for the use of this ‘divine envoy,’ while he and his wife moved to a guest room.

Mr. Besong’s wife had some complaints about this, but after receiving the ‘divine envoy’s’ blessing and feeling the miraculous disappearance of the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she had no objections at all. In fact, that night, she sneaked into the ‘divine envoy’s’ bed while Mr. Besong slept.