Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1274: Chapter 1: The Arranged Maid

On the sea, a super luxurious cruise ship was slowly sailing across the Pacific Ocean.

This was a cruise ship that would soon be heading towards an island nation named Neon.

At the open-air café on the top deck of the cruise ship, the melodious sound of a piano accompanied by the sea breeze drifted through the air. Flocks of seagulls occasionally flew by in groups. Young ladies and beautiful wives were all entranced by the charming middle-aged man playing the piano, their hearts set aflutter.

The piano music was so wonderful, as if it could touch the softest place in everyone’s hearts, gently stirring them.

There was only one woman in a black dress — even under the sunshade of the café, she insistently held up a black umbrella, making her appear particularly peculiar. Nevertheless, around the table next to this black-dressed woman, it was also full of people, almost all of them men.

She and the middle-aged gentleman playing the piano, one on the left and one on the right, both simultaneously attracted these peculiar phenomena, which was rather interesting.

The music had stopped at some unknown point, the young ladies and beautiful wives awoke as if from a dream, but the charming middle-aged gentleman was no longer visible… They couldn’t help but show expressions of melancholy.

As for the beautiful woman holding the black umbrella, she too seemed to have disappeared at some unknown moment.

“Ah, the sea is so wondrous, with so many beautiful ladies sighing in sorrow for me, I am truly a sinner.”

On the lower deck — at the stern of the ship, the middle-aged gentleman looked at the vast expanse of the ocean and made such a sigh.

“Oh! I think the only reason those women gather around you is purely because of those ten gemstone rings you’re wearing, which could probably kill someone if thrown, dear Wolfgang.”

“Ms. Charlotte, you’re always so humorous.” The middle-aged gentleman, Wolfgang with plenty of gold, smiled mildly, displaying his neat white teeth.

Charlotte frowned, “You don’t seem worried at all that we might not find Lucifer? Do you have any idea how long we’ve been searching?”

“About three months, right?” Wolfgang calculated the time, “It’s been quite a wonderful journey.”

Charlotte sneered, “You’re aware it’s been three months. Do you realize that in these three months, you’ve climbed into ten women’s beds and almost seduced an underage girl to give herself to you… Why do I feel like you resemble a devil more than we do?”

“That’s a prejudice.” Wolfgang shook his head, not agreeing, “Creation requires inspiration, and love is the greatest source of inspiration. You should believe that both of us genuinely admire each other from our hearts.”

“But seven of them deeply loved their husbands or boyfriends before you showed up.” Charlotte maintained her sneer, “If Lucifer were here, I’d definitely suggest awarding you a rank in Hell; the pillar of lust would suit you quite well.”

“I believe,” he said quite earnestly, “that even the banshees in Hell have the right to pursue true love.”

If only she knew she couldn’t beat him, she’d love to tear him apart and feed him to the fishes… Charlotte showed a trace of sadness, lightly sighed.

“Ms. Charlotte, according to your guidance, we departed from South America, searching eastward… There seems to be no result.” Wolfgang paused, “I think you might need to do some divination again?”

Regarding Charlotte’s divinations, Wolfgang had indeed heard about them… Charlotte, known as the Guiding Light, had a divination success rate remarkably accurate from a certain perspective.

“It is the east, without a doubt.” Charlotte was expressionless.

As if she hadn’t been secretly divining every day, only to be pointed west each time… Charlotte, who was somewhat aware of her own divination abilities, was a bit unsure if it was east or west.

However, even if it were the east, traveling one path could still lead to the west, right? Anyway, as a Demon Seed, the thing she lacked the least was time. It’s just that without Lucifer by her side, the days felt a bit lonely — Wolfgang clearly wasn’t a very good companion.

“Shh.” He suddenly made a gesture to hush, then listened carefully.

Charlotte frowned.

Wolfgang stopped listening, his expression quite intriguing, “Beautiful Ms. Charlotte, I seem to hear two very strong forces clashing on the sea.”

“Two?” Charlotte was amazed.

Wolfgang said, “Almost reaching the limits of the Sub-world.”

Charlotte pondered, looking in the direction Wolfgang indicated.

…

On the sea, sword energy cleaved the ocean, creating a massive rift hundreds of meters long — but after all, it was the sea, no matter how much it was churned, at most, the seawater would just be muddied a little.

Two figures tumbled between the waves, sometimes with sword energy crisscrossing, sometimes with towering waves surging.

“Fox spirit, how many times have I told you, I don’t know the whereabouts of your master! You’ve chased me from China all the way overseas, isn’t that enough? You love-struck vixen with a teacher complex!!”

The woman in white holding the Green Lotus Sword Song ignored him, her longsword thrusting repeatedly, each time shooting sharp green sword energy.

Gong Fanxing also gradually fought with rising anger — she hadn’t intended to really fight to the death with Qin Chuyu… Such mutually destructive outcomes were really too unworthy.

But she really couldn’t handle this Fox Spirit’s continuous improvements — from originally being able to easily suppress the opponent, to now being evenly matched, how much time had passed?

“Calling you obsessed with a teacher really isn’t wrong! Restive Taoist reincarnating and re-cultivating over and over again, I’ve never seen anyone like you, who hasn’t even achieved Taoist Union, yet blew up so many realms of cultivation just to increase power in this life! Do you realize, you won’t be able to reincarnate again, and if your life span is exhausted in this life, it’s truly the end! Is it worth it for Taibai?!”

“Words are of no use.”

Gong Fanxing suddenly felt frustrated enough to vomit blood — even though Qin Chuyu almost fanatically blew up multiple lifetimes of cultivation to enhance this one life’s power, it had only reached a level similar to hers, so she didn’t fear — but taking into account that Green Lotus Sword Song.

Speaking of which, after leaving China, she had somewhat struggled to compete.

“Do they really think I’m easy to bully!” Gong Fanxing was furious, “You know pursuing me tirelessly yields no result, yet you’re obsessed, really so afraid Taibai has fallen, using me to resist your Heart Demon?! Today I might as well spend a hundred years in seclusion healing, to teach you still that your boss is always still your boss!”

“Hmph.”

Gong Fanxing formed seals with both hands, using her lifetime ultimate skill, Sea Emperor Seal, Mount Buzhou Seal, Immovable Ming King Seal, Burn Sky Seal, Samsara Seal, instantly merging five seals, causing the sea area to simultaneously surge with towering waves.

Qin Chuyu, fearless, wielded her sword through the air, with an aura of her sword breaking the sky.

Two horrifying forces clashed, the sea surface within a range of several kilometers instantly sank half a foot, then gigantic waves surged outward from all around…

…

“Oh… my god, how wonderful not to have to mind world will.”

From afar, watching the surging waves approaching, Wolfgang and Charlotte, who had pursued all the way from the cruise ship, sighed a bit in admiration.

“I didn’t expect a strong presence of such a degree in the Mortal World…” Charlotte, under the umbrella, frowned, feeling as though this journey east was entirely ominous… Should she turn back?

“Look over there, what’s that?”

After the waves, on the sea filled with foamy water, a figure was floating, drifting along on the water. Wolfgang, sharp-eyed, recognized it as a woman, and without a word, he floated down and casually picked her up.

“Oh, what a beautiful eastern lady.” Wolfgang exclaimed repeatedly in amazement.

Charlotte rolled her eyes, yet observed the surroundings — finding one here, then where’s the other one?

No, I didn’t find it.

“What do you plan to do?” Seeing Wolfgang unwilling to let go, Charlotte couldn’t help but ask.

“As a gentleman, of course, I must extend a helping hand to a beautiful lady in trouble.” Wolfgang chuckled, “This is surely the beginning of another beautiful exotic romance. Ah, my inspiration is blossoming again!”

“Don’t forget why we came out in the first place, don’t get sidetracked.”

“Miss Charlotte, don’t you think this strong eastern lady might know something about Lord Lucifer?”

Even though she knew this was probably just an excuse from Wolfgang, Charlotte couldn’t be sure, just in case. So she remained silent and let this guy carry the woman back onto the cruise ship.

…

Under the sea, the body wrapped in white clothes slowly sank… She had already lost consciousness, yet even so, the longsword she gripped didn’t loosen at all.

It was unknown where she would sink to.

Suddenly, a shadow swam towards her… After circling around her for a while, the shadow dragged her deeper into the sea.

…

…

From the East Eight District to Zero Hour, it took over eight hours for the plane to finally land at the capital airport of Great Britain—the journey was quite comfortable.

The comfort stemmed from the fact that the club master and servant, who originally had only booked a relatively good business cabin, were informed after boarding that they’d been upgraded to a first-class VIP cabin.

This probably wasn’t Song Ying’s idea… such subtle kindness was likely from that Miss of the Zhang Family.

“Do you plan to tour along the way?”

This was Luo Qiu’s first time bringing this country… The weather in the Fog Capital wasn’t as gloomy as people said; it was quite sunny. Perhaps they were just lucky to not encounter gloomy weather.

“That works.” Luo Qiu smiled.

Having left China, the feeling of freedom was naturally greater, with a sense of being able to wander freely—Luo Qiu honestly didn’t take the admission matter seriously; the so-called studying abroad was merely an excuse to leave.

Of course, the university admission was genuine—however, the one who passed the entrance exam was You Ye, who merely impersonated Boss Luo.

As the most prestigious university in Great Britain, Luo Qiu didn’t think he could pass the exam… at that time.

“I think we should first find a hotel to stay at temporarily.” Luo Qiu suggested, “Have you lived here before?”

“The previous one did open a store here, for about three months?” The maid recalled, “But that was two hundred years ago, and I remember the sky wasn’t as clear as it is now.”

Just then, as they arrived at the inquiry exit, dozens of nameplates suddenly appeared—the raised nameplates all bore the large Chinese characters for ‘Luo Qiu’.

It was no longer a question of whether it could be noticed… it was certainly visible.

On matters that weren’t important, Boss Luo, who wouldn’t normally activate the omniscient skill, was quite curious and walked alongside the maid to one of the people holding a nameplate—yellow-skinned with black eyes, likely of Asian descent.

“You must be Young Master Qiu!” The Asian spoke first and introduced himself: “Hello, I am Peter Chen, the manager of the London Branch Business Department of Song Dynasty Group.”

“Song Dynasty.” Luo Qiu paused, realizing he didn’t need to activate the omniscient skill to guess what was happening.

“Indeed.” Chen Peter took out an embossed gold business card, “Young Master Qiu, it is like this: Miss Ying had already instructed us to take good care of you after your departure. We have prepared the best room for you at the hotel, please come with me.”

“Well, no need to find a place to stay.” Luo Qiu gave You Ye a slight smile.

The maid softly said, “This Miss Ying has indeed been very considerate of the master, not only sending you off but also making arrangements here.”

Boss Luo made a gesture of ‘after you’, “Ladies first.”

“I’ll take care of the luggage.” At this point, Peter Chen hastily came up with enthusiasm, “The car is ready, right outside.”

Luo Qiu glanced at those still holding nameplates, “These people?”

Peter Chen said, “They’re all from the company, we brought a few people from each department. We were worried you wouldn’t notice, so we called more people.”

It seemed like some important figure had arrived… Travelers and greeters around curiously looked on.

The presence of Boss Luo was immediately reduced to be only noticeable to these Song Dynasty employees. He then politely said to Peter Chen, “Mr. Chen, please lead the way… and also, thank these employees for me.”

“It is our honor,” Peter Chen quickly replied.

The Song Dynasty Group primarily managed star-level hotels—naturally, the car that came to meet them was the top vehicle from the local hotel.

“Is Mr. Chen from China?”

In the separate back seat, Luo Qiu and Peter Chen casually chatted.

“My father is from China, and my mother is from India…”

The time passed quietly during their chat, and before realizing it, they reached the Kensington District in the Fog Capital, where land was at a premium, the location of the Song Dynasty Hotel.

Peter Chen personally escorted Luo Qiu to the presidential suite on the hotel’s upper floor, showing utmost respect like a doorman—even though he was the hotel operations department manager.

“Young Master Qiu, this is the hotel’s best room with the finest view. By night, you’ll be able to look out at the night scene of the Fog Capital.”

Luo Qiu was quite satisfied.

The maid then smiled and said, “Mr. Chen, thank you. From now on, I’ll take care of the rest.”

Peter Chen hurriedly responded courteously, and then suddenly said, “Miss, your room has also been arranged.”

“My room?” The maid showed slight confusion.

Peter Chen glanced at Luo Qiu and, with a stiff smile, explained, “Yes, Miss, your room is on the fourth floor… but rest assured, it’s also a very good room. We will provide you with the best service.”

“This is the seventeenth floor.” The maid squinted her eyes, “Sure enough, everything has been arranged…”

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