The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 299 Ch.298 My former home
"You may have noticed it, right? You seem to be particularly sensitive to secrets."

Of course, Shandel would not lead Roland on the path of asceticism.

They turned left, making an arc, and walked along the soft grassy area.

"This place is shrouded in a ritual."

she says.

“A very interesting ceremony.”

As long as the wound exists, it will continue to hurt - equivalent to the pain when it was first felt.

in other words.

Roland will continue to be 'cut' before he leaves.

"forever?"

"Forever." Shandel seemed to have returned to the monastery, and the sunlight seemed to have disappeared from her face. The lake under her eyes had grown tentacles again, and her eyelids were covered with moss that had never been cleaned, and thin and continuous seaweed flowed out of it.

It has been covering the entire fair and beautiful face.

"Forever," she said. "It's painful to be hurt in a monastery, Roland." She put her hands behind her back, hummed, and gave a friendly smile to the nuns who avoided her: "We were afraid of pain at first."

“And enjoy the pain.”

"Finally, release the pain."

"We atone for our own sins and for the sins of all living beings."

"The monastery is a wonderful place, as long as you can see your mission clearly..."

Having said this, she suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Do you know what kind of mission we are on?"

Deformed, multi-legged creatures in the dust fell one by one on Shandel's gray hair.

Dust grew up with her.

“Our mission…”

She was getting closer and closer, and Roland could even smell the strong smell of corruption on her face.

"It is to open our wombs to God the Father."

She finally saw Roland, and saw the surprise blooming on the face of the thorn she had chosen. Then, she laughed heartily, an innocent laugh, her sound spreading all the way, and she ran ahead with light steps like a child who had not grown up.

"congratulations."
-
what?
"Like should always stay with like."

"Stop harming others."

Roland: ...
-
I think there is still some distance between me and Ms. Kratov...
-
In terms of appreciating the pain of others.

Roland pinched his painful fingertips, cursed the flashy skirt inwardly, and took small steps forward to chase after her.

…………

……

Some people were waiting in front of the main hall early.

This also proves that Roland and Shandel were discovered as soon as they entered the monastery - think about it, the Holy Cross would not use a sinner who almost became a cultist to guard the gate.

"The Church, the Inquisition, and the Monastery are all full of talented people."

"I suddenly feel that in comparison, the people in the Inquisition seem to be normal people."
-
I don't understand what this has to do with 'compassion'.

Of course Roland could understand the meaning behind Shandel's words.

A place where you can never get hurt.

Just a cut on the fingertip can cause such severe pain. If you think about the worst, are there people who have their fingers cut off, their flesh peeled off, or even their eyeballs gouged out?
Severe pain can drive a person crazy and cause them to die screaming.

These people will suffer, and the pain is so unbearable that they will bang their heads against the wall, hang themselves with ropes, and burn their brains with fire - and these methods of ending the pain will not allow them to die smoothly...

That would be another deeper hell.

He suddenly remembered what Shandel had said, about the nun who drank the solvent...
-
Someone is torturing them.

"Who?"

"Each other?"

"Or the All-Father?"
-
I do not know.
-
But this cruel method is inconsistent with the doctrine as I understand it.

"I have to remind you: you can't even memorize the Book of Eden now."
-
But I watched it many times-

“…Roland Collins opened the Book of Eden, and every page inside was written with the words ‘Mercy’, ‘Holiness’, and ‘Purification’ in crooked lines. He couldn’t sleep anyway, so he read carefully for half the night before he could make out the words between the lines. It turned out that the whole book was written with: ‘Raise Alien Species’!”

Roland: ...

"You are not qualified to speak of the Holy Cross, dear Mr. Fantasy."

The nun who greeted Chandel and Roland was no different from the ones they had seen along the way: the same pale face, withered flesh, coming and going silently like a ghost.

Roland felt that this place was more like a cemetery for the living than a monastery. "We'll stay in the main hall for a while," said Shandel.

The nuns prepared holy water for them and laid out rosaries and crosses.

"Normally there aren't many outsiders coming here, so feel free, Roland. I'm very familiar with them." Chandel took Roland's wrist and introduced him to her 'friends' in the monastery - it was obvious that these ladies didn't want to be friends with Chandel.

They managed to cope with it, but did not notice that Shandel was staring at a nun with a smile.

After arriving at the main hall and silently reciting the Book of Eden for half an hour, the woman who seemed to be a true 'friend' of Shandel quietly appeared behind a side door.

Only a small crack was opened.

Roland subconsciously stopped praying and put the rosary and the cross into his pocket.

After discovering that the skirt had no pockets, I realized what a stupid thing I was doing.

A certain Snitch had gotten himself into a bad habit.

"That's not worth much, dear."

Shandel's eyes were full of amusement. She knew Roland couldn't speak here, so she slowly took the rosary and cross he handed over, and asked twice if she wanted to take them back.

'Follow me closely, Miss Collins.'

The girl gathered her hair and led Roland to the front of the hall - around several stone sculptures.

As if introducing a place where one had lived to a friend, Roland and he walked around the stone sculptures, introducing them from time to time.

Several come and go.

The two disappeared through the side door.

Roland was very nervous for a moment, fearing that he would be discovered by the nuns who were patrolling the hall or occasionally passing by: this resulted in a creature that had just woken up and was curiously poking its head out between the folds of the inner skirt and the belt being thrown off.

crunch.

The door was closed.

Small Candle: ...

"Father?"

…………

……

Shandel's 'friend' led them along the way without any hindrance.

——This nun was obviously different from other "friends". In front of her, Shandel could make Roland speak.

In other words, the relationship between them is very close?

"This is my true friend, Roland."

The gray-haired girl held up her long skirt. In the cold stone corridor, the flickering lights only illuminated a few rough stone bricks at her feet: "My true friend."

She said so, but the nun didn't think so.

"You are my gift... my light, Master Kratov."

She didn't even look at Roland, as if she would just do whatever Cinder said, no matter who she brought or what the consequences might be.

"Why so serious, Roland?"

As we went inward, we saw more and more broken animal carcasses.

First came the birds, then came the cats and dogs.

Some seemed to have been torn into pieces alive, while others had their heads torn off and their fur ripped off by teeth.

——When alive.

When even the most basic cover-up disappeared, Roland finally knew where they were.

This is a journey that leads to nowhere...

dungeon.

"Don't worry. We are actually on a safe path."

The three people's footsteps became slower and lighter.

Someone is breathing heavily.

The sound of dripping water.

Slight crying.

Shandel pointed to the way they came. "There are high-level ritualists in the monastery. If we go the other way, we will be in trouble... Of course, this way is very safe."

She said briskly:
“Who’s going to stop a kid who wants to go home?”

(End of this chapter)