The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 2284

Fatal Dahlia

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To infiltrate the place, she was supposed to wear a black, skin-tight leather suit—the kind with a zipper that could be pulled all the way down. That was what the Dungeon Master had ordered.

The steel needles had been coated with a special poison, clearly lethal to vampires. The needles had also been provided by Allen, the Dungeon Master.

He had only one demand of Clili: infiltrate a library hidden somewhere inside the castle's inner keep and retrieve something for him.

It was practically an order, implanted directly into Clili's mind. The method of implantation, however, was a secret technique that had once belonged to the Divine Blessing Church.

A technique known as Mind Rewrite.

As for how the Dungeon Master had mastered the technique, or what he used to perform it, Clili no longer knew. At that moment, she was like a lethal machine capable only of executing her mission with absolute precision.

"Operation codename: Fatal Black Orchid. Activate."

"You two, where did you go?"

When Senior Yulia and Medanzo returned to the lounge, they found that the Dungeon Master, Mr. Allen, had already returned—alone.

Clili was there... The two of them knew that perfectly well, but they still asked with feigned surprise, "Where's Clili?"

"Answer my question first," Mr. Allen said calmly.

"I went to the restroom, and it went to touch up its makeup." Senior Yulia pointed casually at Medanzo, then realized something was wrong. "I went to touch up my makeup. It went to the restroom."

"Is that so?" The Dungeon Master nodded. "Something happened in the castle. Don't wander around carelessly. If you get lost here, even I won't be able to save you."

Senior Yulia couldn't help blinking. Her answer had been so clumsy, so obviously insincere, yet the Dungeon Master hadn't

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