The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1800

Desecration

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They had already verified that if they did nothing and simply let Mayfair sleep until the day ended, they would return to the original time.

Although it was difficult to accept, they had to acknowledge one thing clearly: if they could not resolve this cycle, they might remain trapped in this stretch of time forever.

"Then the second verification comes next." Doctor Gels looked at Mayfair, whom they had encountered again in the same state—unconscious after being struck by an arrow—and said calmly, "Let's see whether time will rewind again once she dies."

Boss Luo suddenly said, "Doctor Gels, are you planning to end Miss Mayfair's life directly?"

Doctor Gels shrugged. "It's only an experiment. If time rewinds, then she never truly died... If it doesn't, that means we've broken the curse. We might not obtain the reward behind this event, but that's still better than remaining trapped in this stretch of time. What, you can't bear to kill her? She's merely a creature in a board game. She has nothing to do with us."

Luo Qiu looked toward Snef and Maid Miss.

He found that neither of them seemed opposed. Clearly, they tacitly approved of Doctor Gels's suggestion.

Boss Luo said, "I already told you. The last time she died, time rewound. There's no need to conduct another experiment."

"That's only what you said." Doctor Gels shook his head. "Some theories need to be verified personally... You don't need to do it. I can handle it. It's simple. One casual slash across the neck will give us the answer."

Luo Qiu still shook his head. "I disagree."

Doctor Gels opened his mouth in surprise. He knew that this temporary captain was the strongest fighter in the group—strong enough to casually hack down Mr. Vali's Servant. He had no desire

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