The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 288 Ch.287 Inside and Outside the Door

Enid had no idea what was going on.

I heard that since Fernandez Devinson woke up, he scolded his teammates and said that he didn't want to see him before returning to London.

I don't even want to talk to him.

'Keep the little golden-eyed bastard out of my sight.'

In addition, people from the Just Church came to visit.

In their sect, people belonging to the Golden Libra reported that they had discovered a young man with the power to seduce people.

Look at what time this is.

A land that has just suffered a disaster.

"To mislead people."

The word is very much a description, or allusion to a ritualist of a certain path, suggesting a sect that is not legal.

Cult, the cradle of flesh and blood.

As a result, the Church of Justice began to secretly investigate this man and even approached the church and the Inquisition.

They said that this information might not be accurate, and that they had to find the man first, catch him, and interrogate him - if he was really a cultist, many things would be explained by "seeing is believing"...

Holy Cross certainly agrees.

And take it very seriously.

Until that bumper: Ms. Madeline Terry, in front of Gary Kratov, Enid Jutia, and a group of high-ranking members of the Church of Justice, began to describe -

A beautiful and delicate young man with golden eyes and black hair.

A girl with blue eyes, gray hair, and who looks very young.

Enid Jutia and Gary Kratov looked at each other in confusion.

It feels like what Madeline said is getting more and more wrong, and more and more familiar...

Then Enid sent someone to call Roland and Shandel over -

Interestingly, even after her lies were exposed, Madeleine Terry still had other stories to say:
'I am only concerned about a man with the power to seduce people, perhaps sent by a cult. My Lords, you know that Bristol cannot afford any more problems now...'

She was very considerate of the local citizens and religious sects.

Roland's response to this was also very sincere.

他 说:

'I am only worried that a ritualist of the Just Church, a decent, elegant lady, was kicked out by the clerk because she couldn't afford fifty pounds and was making a fuss, which would bring discredit to the Just Church...'

He also cares about the Justice Church.

Maybe you are not paying attention to the right place.

In short, the ritualists wearing cloaks with Libra patterns all looked unhappy.

But when Enid spoke to Gary Kratov, they 'behaved' and said it was all a misunderstanding.

'That's my direct executive.'

'That's my granddaughter.'

Things just passed by so lightly.

But later, Enid asked Roland to stay and asked him where he and Cinder had been and why he had a conflict with Madeline.

result:

"You paid her fifty pounds? For a lousy box? A run-in with a Justicar ritualist?"

"Roland Collins will be tested."

"Excuse me--"

"Which of the above three questions is Enid Jutia concerned about?"

"The countdown begins—"

Roland: ...
-
Even a fool can hear it.

"No, Idiot really can't do that."

When Roland was looking at the characters, he suddenly felt a finger pushing his shoulder.

Pushed down on the sofa.

"You two kissed?"

Enid turned her back and poured two glasses of wine and handed them to Roland.

"What?" Roland was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course not. I plan to buy some local specialties to bring back..."

Enid nodded, thoughtfully.

While shaking her wine glass, she reminded Roland not to get too close to Cinder Kratov.

"She's talented enough to be a great teammate, but not a great friend."

she says.

Shandel Kratov had stayed in a monastery for a period of time. She was a candidate for saint and was even about to be elected - but she seemed not to be happy about it. Later, she did something extraordinary and left the monastery.

This woman was not a pious enough believer, not a well-behaved one. "You know the monastery..."

Enid said meaningfully, "But in charge of the reformatory."

The Church, the Inquisition, the Monastery.

Each has their own division of labor.

Roland had never heard Shandel talk about the monastery.

“They were a group of short, stocky, maybe snub-nosed, big-footed, hairy, mean women,” Enid said.

They were awfully mean, especially the ones who ran the reformatory.

"Reformatory?"

"Yes, a place that tries to turn prostitutes into writers." Enid sneered at what those people did.

The women who enter that place are worse off than those in prison.

One year, or two years.

They must learn how to reflect on themselves, develop a deep self-loathing for their past evil deeds, and pray for forgiveness from the Father of All Things every day.

Pray four times a day.

Get up at five.

As soon as it gets dark, you will be locked back in the room.

This purification process will last for one to two years until they truly realize their mistakes and are redeemed.

Only then can they return to society again.

——Only on the surface.

In fact, many women in reformatory institutions are not prostitutes at all.

They just wanted to find a place to give out free meals.

"Many people who don't work in this field become prostitutes after staying in the reformatory for a long time." Enid shook the red liquid and said sarcastically, "That Cinder Kratov was involved in the management of these people--"

"What do you think of her?"

"How much do you think she learned from those women?"

"She must be very good at manipulating men."

Enid took a sip and told Roland:

She did not care who he chose as friends, but Shandel Kratov was clearly not suited to a more intimate relationship.

She is not clean.

There is also a high possibility that it is very dirty.

Neither her soul nor her body was pure.

"You know what I mean, Roland."

"Stay away from her."

After the conversation, we had a glass of red wine.

When Roland returned to the ward, he found that Cinder Kratov was not with his grandfather.

She had somehow managed to get soft white bread and some cooked crabs and snails, a creamy stew that included a lobster nearly as long as her forearm, various shellfish that Roland couldn't name, and fried fish cut into small pieces - all of which were piled on the bed with the sheets pulled back.

"My grandfather is a bishop, Roland."

They ate a large meal but did not drink any more wine.

During this time, Shandel 'accidentally' mentioned some of her past, and said frankly that she had offended the senior nuns in the monastery and was forced to be transferred to a reformatory for a period of time.

She told Roland that the scariest things she had seen there were women who were neither too old nor too young.

A woman who is no longer young, but not too old to be ugly.

"The lust in their hearts is comparable to the Holy Flame, almost burning everything they see."

The girl chewed the lobster meat and described them like this:

They whimper like dogs every night, their desires like the jingling of gold pounds, keeping them awake and unable to wake up, like zombies thirsty for blood.

“I’ve hardly ever seen anyone who could control themselves.”

"A calm person who can handle things calmly, I think, must have satisfied the tentacles of desire in private, allowing them to manipulate him and go to those pleasures..."

Shandel wiped the corner of his mouth.

"Be careful, Roland."

“Some people are not as simple as they seem.”

“Maybe the face is clean…”

She swirled the soup in the wooden bowl.

A thick, milky white soup.

"But somewhere you can't see, there are endless carriages coming and going."

(End of this chapter)