The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 755 Ch.754 Meeting in progress

After learning the secret of the "Holy Flame" from Louis, Roland decisively gave up his plan to tell Enid about the attacker's involvement with Heyman.

That’s not all.

He doesn't plan to say more in the future.

Enid Jutia, Keshhai.

Whoever walks slower in this game will win the final victory - devouring the opponent's flesh, blood and soul.

I have to say.

This path of seeking mercy is truly distorted.

Enid didn't ask any more questions.

Firstly, Fernandez and Blade had said enough and in enough detail, and secondly, because Roland was only at the lower level - she was surprised at how fast Roland was climbing, and kindly asked him what he thought about the fourth level.

besides.

The arrangement for Jerez was also decided.

——He had no intention of joining Fernandez or Blade's team, or even staying away from them.

'I want to see with my own eyes.'

A team that is always on the move.

That's his choice.

Enid did not say much about it. She let him withdraw half a month's salary in advance and sent him away hastily - if she had not come back with Roland, she would not have seen this useless waste.

The rest is easy.

The attack of the great whirlpool.

Five executive officers on the ship nearly lost their lives, and someone had to pay the price. When Roland saw Peter Heller, Blade, and Fernandez in the office, he knew that this matter would definitely cause a big stir.

"The Noti Golden Lamp is the money bag of the Great Whirlpool."

As usual, Peter Heller neither agreed nor disagreed. He just listed the difficulties one by one in a gentle voice, and then waited for his presiding judge to veto it - but Roland always felt that he was helping Enid in some special way.

Enid, however, sees it differently.

'I am your judge, your superior - everyone must bow down and speak to me. I just let my lover stand by my side. What, don't you have too many opinions?'

Roland was different from Enid.

He is relatively simple.

'I'll just stand.'

Apart from Crow, no one else dared to bring up this matter again and again.

"Once I take action, I will only have one chance. The Maelstrom is not a small sect."

Enid said.

"Killing a few ritualists is meaningless. I plan to destroy the Noti Golden Lamp. In the short term, they can't count on the pockets of West London to pick up the gold pounds for them..."

Noti Golden Lantern is not like those small detached houses on Huajie Street.

As their waiter said: You can find everything you desire to enjoy at Noti Golden Lamp.

Men and women, boys and girls, people from other countries, gambling, wild animals, all kinds of hobbies and even some less legal 'gadgets' - it is said that as long as you have money, Noti Golden Lamp also privately sells invitations to salons held by some prominent surnames.

Let me put it this way.

To destroy the Notty Lamp was to destroy every tobacco shop in London and Taylor's tobacco fleet in one day - the bailiff's action was a gesture, and if the thing on the gentleman's neck was not just for sucking oysters or picking conchs, he would never have done this.

At least half a year, maybe a year.

They could only watch the gold pounds in the city of London.

Blade leaned against the wine cabinet and muttered, "If only they were willing to sell the executive officer position, we wouldn't have lived like homeless people for those years..."

Fernandez frowned: "Do you know what you are talking about? If you don't gamble everywhere-"

Dao Ren curled his lips: "People who hang out in the red-light district all day speak differently."

Enid: “I asked.”

Fernandez: ...

"grown ups?"

Enid really wanted to sell it - becoming an executive didn't mean she wouldn't die.

Unfortunately, the church was watching closely.

"Find a good excuse, find a nice day. Helle, Blade, Fernandez."

Enid looked from the blade in turn.

"Of course. If you don't think that's an insult, and you don't mind being attacked - that's fine with me."

Before Fernandez could speak, Blade sneered.

"I believe it, Enid. If it weren't for your little lover on board, you would never have cared about us." Then she winked at Roland: "Our dignity lies in you, Collins dear."

Peter Heller tightened his lips and began to play with the palm and fingers that had been with him for decades.

Fernandez was angry.

What are you talking about?

Although Lady Enid did have a pure relationship with Roland (no physical contact) - it did not mean that she only had eyes for Roland Collins.

Mistress Enid has changed.

Just recently.

She had 'awoke' and was speaking for the honour of the Executive and her own beliefs - just for Roland Collins?

What a joke.

It would be more humorous to say that Her Majesty the Queen is a fake.

"I agree."

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As someone who experienced the disaster firsthand, Fernandez himself was also very angry.

If they hadn't responded in time, several people would have died - maybe Blade could save her life in the vast ocean, and Kratov... her birth must have some magical item that could keep her away from disaster.

Jerez, himself and Roland would be in danger.

Sometimes, a magical object that can curse and kill gods is often not as effective as a pair of wings.

So, now that the judge had spoken, he was certainly happy to teach those filthy dogs a lesson - this was London.

But Fernandez obviously didn't understand Enid's 'meaning'.

“When I’m done, I don’t want to see any walls there that block the view.”

Fernandez: ?

"grown ups?"

Hele moved the corner of his mouth: "...Lord Enid, I have two horse races to attend recently-"

Enid: “You didn’t.”

Peter Heller: "Those are the two most important games of the entire year—"

Enid: "I mean, you didn't?"

A gaze that lasted several seconds.

Peter Heller: “…I didn’t.”

Enid: "Blade?"

Blade shrugged, "I'll follow your little lover."

Enid: "Fernandez?"

Fernandez: "Sir, I think you should take the test again--"

Turn your head.

Enid: "Roland?"

Fernandez: ...

Why don’t you persuade me now?

"That's fine with me, but the executors may not have enough manpower." Roland thought about the area occupied by the Noti Golden Lamp - if it was just about demolishing the house, any ritualist on any road could do it.

But to "find a reason" involves arresting...

——Since we are going to cause trouble and make a big fuss, the more people there are, the better.

The Inquisition doesn't have that many bailiffs.

"Go to the Supervisory Bureau to find Julie."

"She got beaten up here last time."

"That's not a beating," Enid smiled, her voice so gentle that it made the other executive officers present feel uncomfortable: "Go find her and tell her, she'll agree - I don't have any friends in Scotland Yard, it would be even better if you could find some police officers."

Roland thought for a moment and said, "I do know a sheriff."

That old sheriff, Dan Budge.

They had dealt with each other several times.

The person...is pretty good?

"You've made a lot of friends, Roland. I'm afraid one day you won't need me anymore."

"I should always need you, Enid."

"I don't believe it."

"What about Rose?"

"It's not like Rose always comes to see me."

Peter Heller: …

Fernandez: ...

We are in a meeting, Your Honor.