The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 221 Another Brother

Chapter 221 Ch.220 Another Brother

Roland didn't know how much flesh Enid and the Supreme Lady had bitten off from the Heyman family - but judging from Enid's recent performance, the two of them had reaped a lot of benefits.

The Elephant Gang collapsed completely.

Because Rose "testified" Diamond Annie and told the court all about their crimes of kidnapping babies - the name Lillian Rose Vansittart did not appear in this case.

However, Enid had said to Roland, both openly and secretly:

Some people do.

She is not suitable to be a wife.

……

The light golden tentacle was intertwined with another light grey one.

"Mystery, also called "secret", is the power of the ritualist."

Roland said in the carriage.

It has been nearly two weeks since I sent the letter.

It was not clear how many people would reply, so Roland was going to ask his "partner" - a partner other than Rose.

"I didn't realize you were such a genius, Rose."

Roland sighed: "It only took two weeks to become an apprentice..."

"Really?" Rose manipulated her secret to swim on Roland's thighs: "How long did it take you to do it?"

Roland said it took him a long time.

Rose also asked how long it would take.

Roland said one day.

Then Rose punched him in the ribs.

"Two weeks, is that enough talent?" Rose said, not quite confident.

Because ever since she became a so-called apprentice, she has been pondering this 'tentacle' extending from her heart every day - apparently, she can only fiddle with it for thirty minutes to two hours a day.

It will soon retract into its body and will not respond to its owner's calls for the entire day.

Until Rose had a good sleep.

It was only on the next day that he finally stuck his head out.

"We replenish secrets in the sleep world, Rose, just like the relationship between firewood and flame."

"You mean... sleeping is considered adding fuel?"

"almost."

Rose nodded slowly.

"So, what can I do with it... I mean, 'secret', what can I do with it?"

"Instead of eyes."

"I'm not blind."

"If the other party is a ritualist, wouldn't it be clear to you?"

Rose rolled her eyes: "Then he will also know that I am a ritualist..."

Roland was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That makes sense, Rose."

Rose glared at him: "Are you my teacher or not?!"

"I was thinking about that, too."

The level-up ceremony for the Secret Scroll Path is very easy to start.

It can be said to be a rare and easy-to-learn ritual - because there are enough ritualists on the Secret Scroll Road and the level-up ritual is difficult enough, so there is no need to hide it at a low level.

Unlike the Ring of Eternal Silence and the Holy Cross.

Private alliances are, to some extent, almost completely open to believers to this kind of low-level knowledge.

"I've inquired about it. As long as you register at the club and pay fifty pounds, you can get a ring-up ceremony." Rose snapped her nails and said nonchalantly, "The ring-up ceremony is too expensive, Roland. The ritualists are a bunch of greedy stinking crows."

"Fifty pounds is not much."

Roland told her that he had burned a rare object worth five hundred pounds for a ritual.

"…How much?" Rose stared with green eyes in disbelief.

"Five hundred pounds."

"You mean, burned? Nothing left?"

“There’s only a little left.”

"How much is left?"

"Some ashes, and my sigh."

Rose: ... "Master Roland, how much property do you have?"

Rose simply could not accept the ritualist's 'currency system' - the expenditure of tens or even hundreds of pounds was an astronomical figure for a thief.

It's not like she had never seen this amount of money before, but...burn it?
"Maybe the secret scroll path is different from mine."

"You never told me about your path... Oh, I mentioned 'Dry Bones' and 'Elegy' before, are you one of them?" Rose was quite satisfied with her cat teacher, except that he always showed his 'humor' for no reason -

Teeth-gripping humor.

"I can't tell you my path. The less you know, the safer you will be."

"I am a ritualist now, Roland."

Roland emphasized: "You are an 'apprentice'."

He asked Rose to hold out her hand, and then, just as Enid had done to him, he showed Rose the 'Mystic Triangle' - to be honest, it felt pretty good to be a teacher.

"So, I need to raise fifty pounds. Then, I have to create an 'influence' and complete that ritual in order to... be able to shatter the dagger like Louis did?"

"That's about right."

"I haven't got fifty pounds, Roland. Do you know anybody who has money?"

"You should buy a mirror soon, Rose."

…………

……

Randolph Taylor was intrigued by Roland's plan.

Frankly speaking, at first glance, he didn't think it was a 'scam' - in his opinion, if there were enough people, the golden sphere would roll bigger and bigger.

As long as enough people keep joining.

He felt that Roland was a true genius and was more suitable than him to navigate the gold pound realm.

But Wrench had shared Su Yue's memories with Roland, and Roland knew very well what kind of nightmare this scam would turn into in the end.

So, this business won't last long.

It will stop once a few people have gone completely bankrupt or lost most of their property.

——By the way.

The reason for cooperating with the Taylor family was that the person in charge of receiving and sending letters in the suburbs was a loyal servant of Randolph. In addition, he also hoped to get help from Randolph Taylor in his future plans and use the connections of the Taylor family.

Commercial.

After all, he knew nothing about business, and the memory of Miss Nina in his head was far from enough.

He needs some professional help.

"You have indeed found the right person."

Randolph Taylor was in high spirits. He held Roland in his arms and whispered as they walked: "…This is the second lady I have met. Roland, you are gradually learning to use your charm…"

"And thanks to Theresa last time, Randolph. She took care of my friend."

"Your friends are my friends."

Randolph was curious about the second girl Roland brought with him - Rose was quite polite when she didn't speak.

Of course, he could also see that this woman didn't belong to 'that circle'.

She might be Roland's neighbor or colleague.

But she is definitely not a 'lady'.

"Lillian Rose Vansittart, my friend and future partner."

After sitting down, Roland introduced each other.

"Randolph Taylor. The heir of the Taylor family, the owner of the Golden Smoke, and my friend—"

Before Roland could finish his words, footsteps were heard coming up the stairs.

Beatrice came bounding down.

Miss Bronte followed closely behind.