The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 731 Helena

Roland could not avoid disappointment.

Because it had been a long time since he had seen Aurora, and it had also been a long time since he had heard the series of sweet laughter in the silver-cast forest where the fog never dissipated year after year.

The little thing swinging on the treetops seemed to be just his fantasy.

A dream.

He hoped to get news about Aurora from these sirens.

What a pity.

They seemed to know 'Aurora', but they were unable to describe it clearly to Roland.

"go!"

The female siren pulled Roland's finger and pointed at the horizon with an expectant look on her face.

"Life!"

"I can't, dear, I have no way - if I were a whale, I could," Roland squeezed her smooth and soft palm, thought for a moment, and took off the silver ring on her little finger, "but I can give you a small gift."

He said.

Put that ring on the Siren's finger.

"This symbol of our friendship, does it look nice?"

The female mermaid did not rush to answer. Instead, she turned around excitedly and showed off to her family - raising her arms and paddling in the water.

She was scolded several times.

But still proud.

"Like, Silverfire!"

She looked at the nearby silver moon and showed it the gift of the same color.

"I! Wait! For you to die!"

She fluttered her arms and legs excitedly, as if singing happily.

"Waiting for you! Worrying about you! Diing!"

"Just! Come! Live! Together!"

While talking, he looked at someone.

Shandel: ...

Roland looked strange: "Okay. If they are unlucky enough and I am lucky enough, then you can get a complete, oceanic Roland... By the way, what should I call you?"

The female siren made a strange low-frequency cry.

If it is vaguely pieced together, it can be replaced by 'Helena'.

“Amazing name.”

"Really?"

"It's amazing. People on land don't have the ability to come up with such beautiful names."

Helena wagged her tail happily again and waved her arm holding the ring.

Roland saw some scars.

On that soft skin covered with mucus.

It cut off the fluorescence, leaving wounds of varying depths, which formed an ugly brown island after scarring.

"Are you hurt?"

Helena didn't understand what was going on, so she spun around in the water a few times, trying to lure him with her beautiful fluorescent light like she was dancing - it was obvious that she was unfamiliar with the subject, and didn't know that what her compatriots actually liked was different from what the sirens liked.

"Arms, Helena."

Roland pointed.

This made the female siren a little silent.

"…Human, trap."

She pushed aside her algae-like hair, raised her arms, and stretched them out in front of Roland.

——But when Roland looked at it intently, he became a little proud.

"I! Escape!"

She showed off.

The wound has healed long ago.

Although the bones should have been seen before - if they had any.

This is not left by the blade.

Like a stab wound.

“Speargun.”

Shandel's voice came from afar.

Helena glanced at her, dived into the water, and spit sea water at her.

She didn't like this ugly monster.

"Stay away from fishing boats and humans who can walk on the sea without boats. Helena, you and your family, don't get close."

Helena was very proud: "Ah...ah! I! I knew it earlier!"

"Are you that smart?"

"Of course!" Helena was certainly smart. She was the only one in her family who had learned to talk to humans, and she could communicate so smoothly - which other mermaid was smarter than her? !

No!

"You can find me... I mean, if I leave here, can you?" "Where to?"

"Far away... there's the ocean, of course."

Helena smiled: "Well! I can!"

This group of sirens is very interesting.

Except for the awkward and seemingly young Helena, those who were mature or experienced knew better what Roland "liked" - as half-humans, or compatriots living in the human world, they knew better how to attract him.

Not with the beautiful phosphorescent bands on your body.

But other...

Something Rose didn't have.

Roland liked them too much.

It's amazing.

Alien...

What an amazing creature.

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On the way back, both of them were silent.

Roland was thinking about what Helena meant by "very big" - if Aurora wasn't a fairy...

What will it be?
It gave itself this path, what does it want itself to do?
Xiandel was puzzled by what they called Jiao Pei - she knew very well that alien species could not reproduce with humans or their own kind to give birth to new alien species, and there was no possibility of breeding these magical monsters that were condensed from desire.

The church has done these things a long time ago.

and so…

Either the church has been trying wrong for hundreds of years.

Either that or…Roland is special.

The girl looked at the silent figure in front of her with her eyes curved.

She likes 'special'.

Gods are supposed to be different from mortals.

"I gave half of the date tonight to the Siren."

The girl took small steps to catch up with him and put herself in his arms.

"I knew you were a generous girl."

"Not at all, Roland, you have to compensate me."

"Don't be like Rose."

"You shouldn't mention that name when you're so happy."

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When Roland told Fernandez and Blade about what happened last night (just the assassin), the two were not surprised at all - they had already anticipated that a third party (or the fourth or fifth party) would send ritualists to cause trouble before they set out.

"Maybe it's not the secret party."

Fernandez said.

Every sect is suspected, even the Cradle of Flesh and Blood, the Holy Cross, has been leading this land for too many years. In the struggle for faith and power, there are not many opportunities for such stigma.

"Who made us all 'created by God'?"

Blade was not very interested in these little ants. You know, it is difficult to protect a person, but it is too easy to kill a person: if you want to protect the target from the assassin, you must at least have several times more strength and vigilance...

There is no need for assassination.

Just one chance.

"Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, we will go to the port in advance."

The lady stretched.

She hadn’t gambled enough in the past two days. It was obviously easier to be with Fernandez and Roland than to lead the team by herself: “After I go back, I plan to apply to join your team... Are you welcome?”

Fernandez: “Not welcome.”

"Don't speak to a lady like that," the woman said in mock anger, "I am a high-ring ritualist."

But you're also a big trouble.

Fernandez pursed his lips and glanced at Roland and Cinder.

There are too many troubles in my team.

It would be nice if there was a well-behaved and obedient one who just worked quietly, never caused trouble, and only liked to clean up other people’s messes…

It seems to be me.

"Aren't you going to rebuild the team?" Fernandez asked softly.

This made Roland and Cinder prick up their ears.

How did Lady Blade's team 'disappear'?

"There aren't that many new blood in the Inquisition," the woman said without hesitation. "I don't think Enid is willing to spend any more time on my team... A woman with a man is different from a single woman... right? Collins?"

Roland:?
"Miss?"

"I mean, she asks for kisses a lot, doesn't she? She puts a lot of thought into that."

Blade stared at Roland's face, then clenched his fist and touched it to his lips with a wicked smile.

Fernandez: ?
Are you blaspheming our Chief Judge?
(End of this chapter)