The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 328 Ch.327 Singing
The path of the Holy Flame is undoubtedly powerful.

The only fight between high-ring ritualists that Roland had ever seen was the fight between Enid Jutia and Charles Chloe on the day of Minth Chloe's burial (the first time).

Even with the power to reverse time, Charles Chloe still can't do anything to Enid.

The Great Ceremony gave the "Holy Flame" a strong body and spirit, allowing their souls to accommodate more "secrets".

The road gave them an immortal life force, manipulating terrifying flames.

They are natural warriors, hunting experts in setting traps, and are never afraid of charging into frontal combat.

This road is almost flawless. The higher you go, the more indifferent you become, and the higher you go, the more cruel you become.

They will not choose to self-destruct because of the call of death.

Never stop climbing because of greed or satisfaction with the status quo.

Not sincere, but not worshipping lies either.

Live side by side with nature, neither loving it nor hating it.

This is a road that seems to be unique.

Rather than saying that "The Thinker" and "Saint" represent the Holy Cross, it is better to say that "Holy Flame" is the true core of the Holy Cross and the most powerful path to transcendence.

however.

The Holy Flame has no divine attendants.

There are no ten rings.

There are no nine rings.

Indeed, apart from Enid Judya, the only thing left was the great sin: Keshhai.

"In addition to the strict rules and the extraordinary qualifications required, the Holy Flame itself is also an extremely unique path."

Louis asked Roland if he knew what kind of qualifications were required for the Holy Flame.

"mercy."

Roland lowered his eyes.

"Yes, mercy." Louis said sadly: "Only those who have reached a certain level are qualified to embark on the path of "Holy Flame" - and the end of mercy..."

It's sacrifice.

"Unfortunately, to climb upwards one needs to ignite the fire of the soul, relying on the heat of burning each ring."

“The higher you go, the colder it gets.”

Louis made an innocent expression: "When you reach the eighth ring, how much mercy do you think the Holy Flame will have? People at this level will not choose to sacrifice themselves no matter what the situation is, right?"

Roland tilted his head: "What do you want to say?"

“What I’m trying to say is,” Louis leaned forward, his voice trailing off, “…it’s a secret.”

Roland: ...

The expressionless silence was replaced by the latter's loud and hearty laughter.

"It's unfair, isn't it? 'Mystery' has widened the gap between people. This world is like a huge cage. What's the difference between those who are shackled and those who are not?"

“The difference is.”

"Some people will have to kneel on the ground for the rest of their lives."

His smile became more and more twisted, and Roland couldn't help but think of the children in the orphanage.

Girls and boys who were no longer allowed to go to the trustees' offices.

When they exploded, Roland tasted bitter flesh.

"To be honest, I don't really want to hear about your past that is more suitable to be described by words like pain, sorrow, or other similar words - Mr. Louis Hyman, I'm very busy every day. I suggest that you write these painful pasts into a book, and maybe it will shine in this exhibition area next time."

Louis didn't take it as an offense and blinked, as if he saw through Roland's true thoughts.

"…You are worried about Enid Julia, Roland. That's interesting. What is your relationship with that woman? Do you love her?" He carefully studied Roland's expression and shook his head slowly: "No, she would never fall in love with anyone…"

"unrequited love?"

"still…"

"You would prefer the Inquisition?"

"Or a sponsor who rides on you?"

"Roland Collins, you will promise me."

He leaned back and drained the glass of champagne.

"Half a year."

He said. "The mission will be arranged in half a year. By then, if you are willing, I will tell you the real problem of the Holy Flame Road - it concerns the life of Enid Jutia."

"Of course, if you don't want to..." The man shrugged: "Watching an eight-ring die is an unprecedented firework, right?"

Roland asked him puzzledly why it was him.

I am just a link. No matter how talented I am, can I achieve immortality within a few years?
What was there in him that Louis Heyman wanted?

"Because you and I are so similar, Roland. Our past, what we have experienced..."

"But I'm even more unlucky than you."

Louis Hyman stood up, and as he passed Roland, he suddenly bent down and whispered in his ear:

"My dear friend, you are blessed by nature, like the Messiah in the Bible, walking on the most perfect and enviable path of happiness..."

"How can this work?"

"This is not okay."

"You have to be like me...ah."

He patted Roland on the shoulder.

"Come find me at the Elite Art Association in the next half month. I'll teach you how to play the piano - that way you'll be more like me."

After he finished speaking, he bowed to the ladies and gentlemen who were resting around him, and left amid laughter and greetings.

Ding.

Roland put down his glass.

The slender and warm glass column was covered with a layer of sweat.

"I'm sure."

"He has a problem in his head."

"It's as if you didn't say that."
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I really don't want to get involved in a madman's conspiracy.
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What happened to the Heyman family?

"But if you want to know what's wrong with the big bat - I guess you can't find out by asking her."

"Since Louis Heyman can make a deal with you on this matter, he is sure that you can't find the answer from anywhere else."
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Enid…

"Roland."
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Ok?
"This meat is good."

Roland: ...
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We seem to be talking about something important.

“Meat is the important thing.”
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You want me to take this unfinished food away in public? -
That's pretty decent, Wrench.

"I mean, another one."
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impossible.

"Please."

Roland remained unmoved.

"…In the memories that Su Yue left me, there are many records of men and women 'singing' together."
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What?-
What 'singing'?
"Ahaha...it's what you thought."

"Would you like me to show you?"

Roland: ...

After hesitating for a long time, the newbie who had tasted the taste of firearms finally raised his hand slowly.

The waiter, who was quite discerning, immediately came over in small steps, bowing his upper body: "...Sir?"

"I'm a friend of Louis Hyman's."

"Oh, of course! I saw you were having a very pleasant conversation! If you need anything, please let me know--"

"Meat."

"…Feel sorry?"

"I say, give me three more plates of meat." Roland touched the plate in front of him and said, "Give me another paper bag."

The waiter's expression was hard to describe, but thinking of Louis Heyman...

"Wait a moment, sir."

About ten minutes later, a paper bag filled with meat was brought out by a sneaky waiter and handed to Roland.

Apparently he found this humiliating enough.

“…Have a nice day.”

"Eat quickly, eat quickly!"
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at night?

"Wait until you finish eating, and I'll show you a good look! It's really interesting!"

(End of this chapter)