The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 754 Ch.753 The Queen's Compromise (Additional)

Victoria wasn't lying.

The whole country can...

Or at least London was safe and there was no plague, and the biggest contributor was the woman wearing a crown on her head.

Enid knew it.

But it didn't stop her from making sarcastic remarks.

Because to a Holy Flame, making a deal with a cultist is like giving in to a vicious dog, bowing down to a creature lower and inferior than oneself - making a deal with a cultist?

What's going on in her head?

"You don't understand what the word 'Inquisition' means? Are you illiterate, Your Majesty?"

Victoria was not so angry now when facing Enid's ridicule - in this regard, she saw the other party's imperfections and shortcomings.

She believes she has a broader vision and can see more than just a small part.

"We can avoid disaster and divert it to another side. At the same time, we can solve the trade problem. Enid, if I say so—"

There was a pause.

"Anyway, this is related to our future plans. If the Inquisition does not participate, I can only entrust the families in the party, those ritualists who are not very obedient..."

She said.

"You may not know this yet, but someone from the Heiman family saw me."

Enid was stunned: "Cliff Hyman?"

"No, it's Sean Heyman."

Victoria shook her head. "He is smarter than his father, and his stance is more in line with us—or the times. He is a bit like Daniel Heffer..."

Enid sneered.

Although Cliff Heyman is soft-hearted, he is loyal to his father and family - Sean Heyman is different.

From the beginning he had thought it was time to move closer to the throne.

Victoria guessed that it was probably because of Chloe and Heffer's long-term inaction, as well as the secret party's recent loss of power, that the old man became alert:

Smart people rarely put all their eggs in one basket.

This is a temptation.

If Victoria accepts it, or if she avoids it - her attitude will also determine the Heyman family's subsequent attitude.

"He plans to send Cliff Heyman to cooperate with my operation."

Enid glanced at her and said, "I can now confirm that you are definitely not as smart as Victoria."

The woman felt like she was stabbed in the buttocks by a needle and almost jumped up from the chair: "I am!"

She screamed angrily:

"I'm Victoria!"

Enid shrugged.

"Anyway, the Inquisition won't get involved. I don't think they have much interest in massacring civilians."

"That wasn't a massacre! They volunteered, Enid. We just provided the goods, they volunteered!"

"You didn't just provide the goods," Enid said coldly. "You asked the cultists to make that thing specially, and contacted those pirates who plundered everywhere and did nothing, and only chose a dumping place - voluntarily? You mean the gold that jumped into your pocket voluntarily?"

Victoria laughed in anger: "My chief judge is actually a messenger of justice? You don't even care about the lives of your subordinates, but you care about people from other countries?"

"I just saw a stinking quagmire and chose to avoid it." Enid replied indifferently.

She really didn't care.

But it didn't mean that we must help this fool.

"The biggest favor I did you was not killing that cultist right there and then, Victoria. I hope you'll value our friendship - no matter how much I care about anyone's life, this is the first cultist to escape alive from my hands."

Victoria suddenly became quiet.

Staring at Enid.

Soon after, a chuckle was heard.

“I don’t think it’s the first one.”

She said.

"At least the second one."

Enid didn't answer any more and prepared to leave.

"I won't help you. At least, the Inquisition will never be involved in this matter. My 'real' majesty, you'd better not do anything stupid. Also, our ship was attacked. I guess it has something to do with Heyman, Chloe, and Hever."

"If I find out who it is, they're dead."

These words made the Queen panic more than any of the words that had come before.

She stood up with Enid in a hurry, walked to the front in two or three steps, and almost roared:

"…You can't do that! You know that!"

"Move a little bit..." Enid squeezed a gap between her thumb and index finger. "It won't take long to kill a few people."

"You can't! Listen to me, once you draw your sword, I won't be able to stop the chain of chaos - you promised me! We agreed! You have to stay alive!"

Enid lowered her eyes and took a step back to avoid the bad taste in her mouth.

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"I have no such quirk, Victoria."

The Queen had no time to mock her boring humor, her eyebrows were about to stand up: "If you die, my life will be more difficult! You can't! Enid, if..."

She wanted to say, if you die, I'll have Roland Collins killed -

But she looked at those eyes that were like icy caves and forced herself to cut off the threat from behind.

"…I'll send someone to investigate. I'll send someone, Enid. Listen, you can't just knock on doors and bleed them by the neck like chickens—"

Enid was surprised: "I knocked on the door?"

Victoria: …

"Anyway, I'll send someone to investigate. I have ritualists who can see fate, and I also have many... you know. I'll send someone, provided that--" She thought she had compromised, but Enid didn't intend to let the matter go lightly.

Although she was not sure which side sent them.

But there is nothing wrong with tsunamis.

Tsunamis, thunderstorms.

In her opinion, there are only two paths.

The Immortal and the Beast.

"If you dare to send people to attack the executive officer, you must be prepared to become a cultist. Victoria, I see that the Noti Golden Lamp in the Great Whirlpool makes a lot of profit every year - even my men often talk about it, saying that the place is no longer just picking up gold pounds, but opening their pockets and letting gold pounds fall from the sky..."

She talked to herself, while Victoria remained silent.

The eyeballs under the eyelashes moved rapidly.

The Noti Golden Lamp…

It's much better than "an accidental fire in a noble's kitchen and the whole family died in the flames."

"…You'd better come up with a plausible reason, Enid Jutia."

The Queen gnashed her teeth.

She knew that if the Inquisition did this, it would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble - but compared to Enid taking the initiative to start fires in Heyman's... or anyone else's house, the Noti Golden Lamp was undoubtedly a second-best choice.

"You don't have to do anything about it."

She said.

"besides."

"It can only be the Noti Golden Lamp."

The ways of making money from the Maelstrom are slightly less than those of the Ring of Eternal Silence and the Holy Cross - the former makes money from the dead, while the latter makes money from the living.

You need faith when you are alive, and you need a place to live when you die.

The Maelstrom is different.

In addition to donations from believers, they also make profits by operating some "pleasure places": although these ritualists who can manipulate plants or beasts do not wear conspicuous clothes, they are actually considered wealthy among the various orthodox sects.

Especially the major entertainment venues headed by the Noti Golden Lantern.

They make money from rich people.