The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 78 Ch.78 Dance, dance!

This was not any dance Roland had ever seen.

This is no less than any dance step.

They spun and spun.

Jump, lift your legs, hold each other's hands.

Wine, bonfire, ashes, singing.

Everything was spinning and jumping, and the colorful colors gradually twisted into blurred blocks of color.

I couldn't see clearly, I couldn't hear clearly, all I could hear was the constant shouting of "Come on" and "Come and dance".

The beat is scattered and disordered, but always manages to catch one's feet. The flames rise up and burn the dancers' pain - burning away all the mundane annoyances, leaving only joy and ups and downs of laughter.

Mrs. Pasetti was twirling.

Fernandez is spinning.

Shandel Kratov is spinning.

Roland was also spinning.

The hem of Pasetti's skirt caught his calves, and Shandel's hair tangled around his arms.

Fernandez, like a drunken old drunk, tilted his face up, grinned, clapped his hands and sang, his boots stomping on the floor to keep the beat.

Reason is stirred like a bowl of smooth and sticky egg liquid.

Everyone knew something was wrong, but no one cared.

He looked down at her and she looked up at him.

Then he started to giggle.

'Are you happy?'

'Very happy!'

"What are your worries?"

"Where is the trouble!"

"That's right!"

"Let's dance... Let's dance together!"

'It's wonderful!'

When enthusiasm for life is integrated into dance, and when happiness lingers on the skirt and fingertips, those who move along will inevitably taste the dancer's unique happiness.

The men and women in the house danced gracefully, participating in a crude but timely private dance party.

The dancer's claws retracted and became five long thin fingers;
Its paws disappeared into the earth, and when they reappeared, they became a pair of round-toed black leather shoes;
Black liquid was wriggling on its dark body, condensing into an expensive and gorgeous long-tailed dress with a black background and dark patterns.

He danced happily, and so did everyone else in the room;
He danced rapidly, and the beat became rapid as well;

The highly difficult moves he performed were 'infected' to others, so they also learned those amazing artistic moves.

The dance floor was boiling with laughter and high-fives from the crowd, noisy and joyful in the night.

It was so lively that it seemed not like the suburbs, but the center of the town, with a salon full of carriages.

at last.

At the end of a dance, he produced a top hat from nowhere, put it on his chest, and bowed toward the window.

The shadow with long arms and legs quickly disappeared outside the window.

As a result, the emotions in the living room gradually calmed down.

calm down.

Stop.

Then, they looked at each other.

Fernandez awkwardly let go of the middle-aged maid - she was lying in the priest's arms, hugging his neck and trying to lift her legs high.

Shandel held Roland's waist. The blushing girl didn't care about being shy. The scene before her was enough to make her laugh out loud:

Because Mrs. Pasetti had a scarf hanging down her head, her long skirt was fluttering, and she found a candle from somewhere and waved it around like a stick...

"cough."

Fernandez turned away and buttoned his shirt.

The other people also lowered their heads and adjusted their clothes.

By the time the maids reacted and tried to block Kate Pasetti with their bodies, Roland and Fernandez had already turned their backs to them and Chandel.

"It's quite difficult, Fernandez."

"Shut up, Roland."

Fernandez cursed under his breath.

Shandel, who had sorted out his clothes, suddenly spoke:
"Have you noticed something extra in your head?"

Fernandez was stunned.

"What's extra?"

What else could there be, except the unbearable memories just now...wait.

dance.

It's dance.

That dance just now...

"I never learned to dance."

On this point, Shandel is clearly more perceptive than Fernandez.

She glanced at the annoyed Pasetti and the stern-looking maid, raised her arms, and struck a kind of dancing pose.

"But now, I seem to be born with this ability..."

That's right.

A dance was imprinted in their brains in a strange way. …

「Genre: Couple Dance (Unnamed)」

"You learned some unnamed pas de deux."

"You can dance with your married sister."

"You can also dance with a stupid person with low intelligence."

"Or jump with the bat that sews rabbits."

……
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If I could, I would jump on your face.

"Roland doesn't love me anymore."
-
If I love you, can I jump on your face?

It's not a bad thing to learn a dance.

The premise is that the teacher is a human being, not an alien species.

When the crow came back, his face was almost black.

He probably...

Not idle either.

Roland thought to himself, no wonder there was no movement outside.

Fernandez even approached him and asked him seriously what dance he had learned, and whether he danced with the tree...

The two men almost came to blows in the living room.

……

Midnight, Fernandez's guest room.

The four of them sat at the table to eat. Fernandez and Crow looked unhappy—not because of the friendly exchange in the living room, but because of this new species that had never been recorded before...

A little troublesome.

"Tell me, Roland, what can you think of?"

Fernandez still remembered the "important task" that Enid had entrusted to him.

Roland thought for a moment and said, "...I remember that Mrs. Kate Pasetti never said before that the alien could teach people to dance, right?"

Fernandez nodded: "Go on."

"If she hadn't lied about this..."

Roland held the spoon in his hand and let the end of it dangle in the veal broth, stirring it back and forth.

"The answer lies with us?"

"Yes…"

"Field?"

After that, the room fell silent.

The crow stared at him sinisterly for a long time, then suddenly turned to Fernandez and said, "He is ten times smarter than you."

“How did he calculate that?”
-
I've been thinking about this too.

Fernandez rolled his eyes. “If Roland is like me, why would I need to use the Double Court?”

After that, the priest continued to guide Roland with a hint of encouragement: "Yes, it is a field. Anything else?"

Why could the attack of that alien creature easily pass through the Twin Courts and affect them...

Before they arrived, it had never shown its ability to teach people to dance...

Roland paused:
"Fernandez, you're not going to tell me that it became more powerful because of the Field...?"

and many more.

The ritualist draws "secrets" from the sleep world and uses the "secrets" to construct the "field".

So for alien species, being in the "field" is almost equivalent to being in a temporary hibernation world.

"Is it absorbing the mystery of Fernandez's 'field'?"

“So before we came, it was just knocking on the door. But with the ‘field’, it became different.”

"That's why it used the power it absorbed to control the Double Court Ritual in a short period of time... Is this possible?"

Snap, snap.

Shandel smiled and clapped twice.

Raven: "He's twenty times smarter than you, Devinson."
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I feel like this is not a compliment to me, but rather calling Fernandez a monkey.

"You feel right."

"Does an executive officer never suffer a loss?"

"It's not control, Roland. It just confused its identity with mine. This alien has the power to absorb and confuse the "secrets" of others, so Shuangting did not intercept its attack..."

Fernandez tapped the table gently. "Starting tomorrow, we can't set up the scene, and try not to use any rituals."

After saying that, he turned to the crow.

"Which ring is it in?"

Crow tilted his head and looked into the air. After a few breaths, he said, "No higher than the second ring."

Fernandez pondered for a moment and agreed: "It's similar to what I feel. The alien species has a unique talent, the second ring... and it has such terrifying power... Roland, Kratov, starting tomorrow, you don't have to protect Kate Pasetti specifically."

To him, these two people are certainly more important than a mistress.

After saying this, Fernandez stood up and picked up the box from the corner of the room.

"Crow, we can't wait any longer."

"We have to act quickly."

"This alien is too dangerous."

(End of this chapter)