Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1440: Chapter 167: Devil’s Bible

The bus in front finally came to a stop, and the driver hurriedly ran out of the bus. However, by the time he arrived, he couldn’t find the child who was almost hit.

After looking carefully from left to right without any results, the driver scratched his head and thought to himself that perhaps he was just too tired and had a false alarm… Otherwise, how could a child of just a few years vanish so quickly?

He let out a sigh of relief and quickly returned to the bus to drive away.

Of course, a child of a few years couldn’t have left so quickly, but if there was a Black soul envoy beside the child, it was a different matter.

Under the tree in the park where they met again—actually, it was quite close to Mr. Smith’s restaurant… But Nero didn’t realize that there were two people in Mr. Smith’s restaurant at the moment who could decide her fate.

She sat on a tree branch, cross-legged, looking at Joe leaning against the tree trunk below, “…So you just kept running and running?”

Joe looked up and said, “Big sister, is Mr. Death really going to take me away?”

Nero hooked her feet around the branch and hung upside down, smiling at the child with squinting eyes, “More than that, I’m more interested in what kind of sin you committed to be targeted like this.”

Perhaps not really understanding this kind of question, Joe just blinked… This big sister started pulling at his cheeks again and this time with both hands—he always felt that being pulled like this, he would definitely become a big-faced monster in the future!

“Do you know how to not be taken away?” Nero suddenly asked at this moment.

Joe shook his head in confusion.

Nero suddenly grinned wickedly, “That’s to take them away before they take you.”

Joe scratched his head… Does that mean to defeat Mr. Death first? Although he still couldn’t quite understand, he instinctively asked, “How do you take them away?”

Nero, at this point, flipped down from the branch, looking quite patient, “Little fellow, do you know what you use to fish?”

Joe thought for a moment and said, “A fishing rod!”

Actually, there was nothing wrong with this answer.

“Fish bait! You idiot!” She casually turned her arm into an inflatable hammer and knocked on Joe’s head, then pointed at herself, “I’m the one fishing, and you are the bait!”

“Fish bait?” Joe opened his eyes wide.

“Exactly, fish bait!” Nero put her hands on her hips and laughed heartily, “Since you’re the bait, you have to act like bait… emmm, watch me!”

Saying that, she walked towards Joe with a playful smile, raising both hands, her ten fingers wiggling continuously—looking nothing like she was up to something serious, more like a girl playing a prank.

Joe didn’t know how to describe his feeling at that moment; he could only cling closely to the tree trunk behind him.

Perhaps he was still too young, with a vocabulary not rich enough—he diligently searched his known words and found something like: [afraid]… limited.

…

Soon after, the door of Mr. Smith’s restaurant was once again pushed open by a customer—really soon after, probably less than ten minutes after Boss Luo and the maid had ordered their food.

The person who walked in was a man with medium-length hair tied simply, wearing a white shirt and gloves—Teacher Prin from the Theology Institute.

After entering, this Theology Institute teacher swept his gaze around, and at a booth near the window, he noticed the new student he had seen earlier that afternoon… He hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the window side before making a decision.

“We meet again.” Teacher Prin was the first to greet.

Boss Luo stood up and buttoned his coat with a smile, “Yes, Teacher Prin, it’s nice to see you again… Is Teacher Prin planning to dine here as well?”

“Perhaps I should cook a lavish dinner myself.” Teacher Prin smiled, “But I think I truly am a lazy person.”

Boss Luo casually replied, “People’s pursuit of gourmet food is the same… Since it’s a chance meeting, why don’t we enjoy this dinner together?”

Teacher Prin did not refuse—the invitation was impeccable, or rather, it seemed hard to resist this young man’s invitation.

The waiter quickly came over to add a seat and soon recommended a few dishes to Teacher Prin—he wasn’t picky and everything went quite swiftly.

Rather than saying the waiter’s efficiency, it was more that Teacher Prin was adept at managing time… At this moment, he curiously observed the woman beside Luo Qiu, easily associating all basic descriptions of beauty: beautiful.

He had been teaching at the Theology Institute for some time, having seen students from different places, including noble celebrities and those exceptionally wise; almost every student had their strong personality.

This girl named You Ye belonged to the type with a strong personality—and Teacher Prin felt she had the strongest personality he had encountered so far.

Conversely, he found Luo Qiu almost devoid of a personality… It was a strange feeling, as people without personalities generally have a weak presence and are unlikely to leave a memorable impression—but he knew this young man in front of him would be unforgettable… if you had ever had a brief conversation with him.

“…Is that so? I didn’t expect to meet two new students from the Theology Institute in one day.” Teacher Prin seemed quite pleased—upon learning that the maid was also a new student and also in the Theology studies, his curiosity about the young man and woman seemed to reach an unimaginable level.

Normal people might see them as ordinary, but what he saw was… mystery everywhere.

“However, it’s rare for anyone to be interested in theology.” Teacher Prin slightly organized his thoughts, “What made you like this subject?”

He did not even ask about the relationship between the young man and woman; asking would be abrupt, but observing and listening to judge was much more polite.

“As for me…” Boss Luo thought for a moment, “Well, perhaps it’s because this knowledge might be useful in future business, perhaps for managing familial affairs or such, to understand a bit, like this.”

What kind of business management requires theological knowledge… Are you actually the Pope’s child—Although such a strange thought crossed his mind, Teacher Prin quickly thought of a few related industries.

Such as publishers of religious books, businesses specializing in church renovations, or manufacturers and wholesalers of religious garments and utensils—The so-called family business would automatically be categorized as such an industry.

Teacher Prin nodded, indicating understanding, and then turned his gaze to another new student—Indeed, she was an extremely beautiful woman… What was curious was that she seemed to not attract the attention of anyone in the restaurant.

“As for me…” The maid glanced quietly at her master beside her and then smiled slightly, “I think it’s roughly seeing to what extent modern people have grown in subjects related to theology.”

Teacher Prin was taken aback. Did he hear correctly just now? Did this seemingly young girl use the word… [growth]?

Perhaps he misheard, or maybe it was just a small linguistic transformation error between different places… Teacher Prin nodded again, silently categorizing the maid’s reason as: She is interested in theology.

“No matter the reason,” Teacher Prin said amiably, “I hope that in your future studies, you will come to genuinely love this subject.”

The maid suddenly asked, “Mr. Prin, do you like theology?”

She did not call him Teacher Prin… In the maid’s eyes, the only one who could make her currently call them teacher was the previous generation’s maid, sleeping under the identity of Lancelot.

Teacher Prin did not mind this small detail in the form of address… Calling him ‘mister’ was not inappropriate, he thought for a moment and said, “Rather than like, it’s more like it’s always been with me.”

“Oh, that’s an interesting way to put it.” Boss Luo asked curiously, “Can you tell us more, if you don’t mind?”

“That’s no problem.” Teacher Prin shook his head slightly, “I was an abandoned orphan from a young age. My parents left me in front of a church. Later, a priest from the church found me…”

Saying this, Teacher Prin took an old black-covered book from his shoulder bag… It seemed to be a scripture.

The maid glanced at it casually, seemingly pondering something.

Teacher Prin gently stroked the cover with a gloved hand, “This was told to me by the priest who adopted me, saying it was placed beside me at the time. He said it might be my parents’ last protection for me.”

“Teacher Prin, may I take a look?” Luo Qiu’s eyes lit up slightly at this moment, his gaze fixed on the old translated scripture.

This gaze made Teacher Prin feel an immensely indescribable invasiveness… Yet the young man before him, in truth, gave him the impression of an especially indifference personality during this brief interaction.

“Sorry, I cannot fulfill this request.” Teacher Prin shook his head and quickly put the scripture into his bag, “Not out of stinginess, but because I promised someone in the past not to show it to others casually.”

“Oh?” Boss Luo showed no sign of disappointment, just watched Teacher Prin with interest, “Does this book have some special significance then?”

Teacher Prin suddenly became serious, “Because this book is magical, it contains Satan’s power, and we can easily be tempted by the devil’s power… Just kidding.”

His serious face suddenly turned amiable, as if it was just a little prank that wouldn’t scare even a child, “Sorry, this is the only relic my parents left me, and if possible, I wish to protect it better.”

“It’s alright.” Boss Luo said apologetically, “I think it’s because my request was too abrupt… It’s a personal hobby of mine, interested in old items.”

Teacher Prin replied agreeably, “That sounds like the tone of a collector. I think you should study history or perhaps work in appraisal, it might suit you better.”

The boss smiled without a word—Just as the server brought the appetizers and pre-dinner drinks.

Teacher Prin went on to talk about things to be cautious of in the campus… No one mentioned that old scripture in Teacher Prin’s bag again.

The main course had just been finished, and the dessert hadn’t been served yet when Teacher Prin said he had urgent matters to attend to and needed to leave… Boss Luo naturally did not detain him—After all, tomorrow is the first day of formal classes, and there seems to be a lesson with Teacher Prin.

“See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.”

Watching Teacher Prin push open the door and leave the restaurant, the maid suddenly whispered in Boss Luo’s ear, “Master, do you know the Devil’s Bible?”

Although it wasn’t intentional, her soft breath inevitably lingered at his ear when she spoke… As Luo Qiu turned his head, there was only a slight distance between them.

Like a kiss that wasn’t a kiss.

This feeling was wonderful, so he chose not to pull away but instead let himself be immersed in her blue eyes, “I want to hear you tell me about it… Teacher You Ye.”

This pair of seemingly unnoticeable lovers seemed to be separated from the world in a crowded restaurant.

The sounds of diners eating and talking would automatically vanish, making the window-side booth appear tranquil… The world seemed to become a backdrop between him and her, fading into the past.

“Legend has it that this scripture was written overnight…” The maid said softly, “The one who wrote it was a monk, sentenced to death for breaking the law. To escape punishment, he agreed to write a book containing all human knowledge overnight. But later he realized, with his strength alone, he couldn’t possibly succeed. What do you think the monk did next, master?”

Previously, the maid wouldn’t have posed such a playful question mid-story… Boss Luo, playing with the maid’s fingers, joked, “Did he sell his Soul to the devil?”

“Some say this devil was Satan, but others think differently.” The maid’s gaze became increasingly lively, she spoke softly, “The monk eventually succeeded in writing… After selling his soul, he gained the devil’s help.”

“Nero should need this devil.” Boss Luo suddenly chuckled.

“Indeed, this child has been enjoying himself a bit too much these past few days.” The maid replied casually, “It seems Teacher You Ye hasn’t been strict enough.”

Boss Luo secretly extended a few seconds of contemplation for Nero… Then changed the topic, “So… is the book Teacher Prin holding the Devil’s Bible? I haven’t bought any intel, just felt there might be something.”

“The original should be hidden away, but as for this copy… We’ll need to take a closer look to be sure.” The maid smiled, “There will be many opportunities after all, as we will continue seeing each other frequently.”