The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 126 Ch125 is a cat person

Chapter 126 Ch.125 is a cat person

"You also know that the Coal Mine Bill has been blocked. I thought that the resistance would gradually decrease over time - but Charles actually colluded with the cultists and attacked and killed the nobles and their families who opposed him at the banquet!"

"Is it just because he has a group of mines?!"

"These people headed by him are more greedy than those businessmen and more cruel than bandits!"

Mentioning Charles Croy made the women in the room angry.

"Who does he think he is?"

"Anyone who opposes him will die?"

"What does he think of the country and the law?"

Ravia Heidi said nothing.

She waited for a while and then heard the woman speak again:

"...This matter is being watched by the Parliament of Truth, the Senate, the blue-blood nobles, including the heretics."

Lavia Heidi frowned: "If the murderer is not found, the blue-blood nobles will continue to investigate. Will they..."

The Queen said coldly:

"Check it out? Blue-blooded nobleman? In person?"

"If they 'discover' that we did it, then we will 'discover' that Mingsi Chloe was the hatchery chosen by Charles - treating his son as his own hatchery is inhumane, you Think, Charles Croy will let it go?"

"They may investigate secretly, but they will never have the same momentum as before, and they will not dare to provoke us on this matter."

Mentioning the blue-blooded nobleman, a trace of disgust flashed in the Queen's eyes: "Heidi, I don't have enough strength now."

"I need you and more people to help me."

Ravia Heidi looked hesitant: "The Tribunal never participates..."

"They won't always be 'unsociable'." Victoria narrowed her eyes slightly: "Have you noticed? Since Roland Collins joined the Inquisition, their way of doing things has changed - Enid didn't care about her subordinates before. Life lies in her cold, dark hole all day long."

"But now, she has sent people to protect the executive's family."

"This is an interesting change..."

Victoria chuckled lightly and knocked on the armrest, her young eyes filled with shrewd insight into the world.

Victoria was more or less aware of the corrupt affairs of the church.

A very simple example: How low is the status of an executive?

Not to mention being awed by nobles or wealthy businessmen who understand their power like normal ritual practitioners, even if they are given a little respect...

All are impossible.

They may even be looked down upon by civilians.

Victoria knew what the church wanted and what it had done over the years.

I also understand what the Council of Truth wants and what it has done.

Since 'that incident' happened, the remaining executives have either actively or been forced to learn to be 'soft'.

As for the monastery?

They just listen to what the church says, and then every few years they sift out an extraordinary prostitute from a group of girls.

There is too much nastiness in Holy Cross.

But even so, to be honest, she herself, like the church, was not very happy to see the Tribunal having such strong authority - being able to judge and burn arbitrarily.

It's normal for them to be enemies on all sides.

But right now, she can't let the scales continue to tilt toward the church and the Parliament of Truth.

At least, before the Parliament of Truth didn't 'invite' her to sit on that chair, and before she became the first person under the Benefactor, the Tribunal was a sharp knife that was useful enough.

An excellent collaborator whose strength is not outstanding, but just in line with their level.

"I was the first to extend a hand of friendship, just to save her face."

Victoria sighed slightly, with a faint look of tiredness on her face: "Without Mingsi Chloe, when Charles reaches the eighth ring, he will have to re-screen the parasite targets and prepare the complicated ritual again..."

Lavia Heidi softly picked up what the Queen had not said: "This is good news for us. A group of people headed by him hold considerable power in the blue-blood nobles and the Parliament of Truth. Once he stops moving forward, , which will give us enough time.”

"What's more, some voices among the blue-blood nobles still support us, Your Majesty."

Any large organization is complex, and you cannot guarantee that the thoughts, opinions, and interests of the people inside will always be consistent.

Victoria liked that.

Humans are really interesting animals.

Unimaginable.

There are actually "weirdos" among the blue-blooded nobles who are keen on charity, keen on donating money to women and children to improve their working conditions, and advocating reducing workers' working hours - who cares about the wear and tear of machine parts, right? They keep coming.

The Queen smiled: "So, when they find out that Charles Croy is like a mad dog in provoking a young executive who maintains a 'close' relationship with a certain presiding judge - they will support us even more."

She knows those people.

Greedy like a hyena and unwilling to pay any price.

He likes to gain profits through chaos, but he doesn't want chaos to happen around him.

In particular, some ritual practitioners are not keen on pursuing immortality. Instead, they like pearls and gold pounds, whiskey and women kneeling in front of them. They also make comments on national affairs and make suggestions that they "think" are reasonable...

"Thinking on the side of the monarch" does not mean that you have to criticize every proposal of the monarch.

Victoria hated this but had to live with it.

Fortunately, this time, more people will support her.

Little by little...

soon.

She can master what she should master.

Lavia Heidi frowned slightly: "The "Ritualist Act" stipulates that high-ring ritualists are not allowed to fight in the city, even if the "field" is turned on. "

Victoria raised her eyebrows: "The Ritualist Act also stipulates that high-ring ritualists are not allowed to attack low-ring ritualists - how many ritualists die in high-ring rituals every year?"

Heidi was silent.

"It's useless." The woman on the seat softly uttered a word.

Just like the power in her hands two years ago.

It is an illusory shadow that can only be seen but never touched...

but…

Since she had Heidi.

With Francis.

With help one by one.

That shadow became more and more real.

"Have Iris inform Enid that at the funeral tomorrow, Charles Croy is likely to take action against Roland Collins."

"His Majesty?"

Lavia Heidi was surprised: "Let Iris go? She managed to weave the web. Once she tells Enid Judith, she will violate the rules of the ritual - all the threads that thread fate will be severed..."

"That's my sincerity. And, even if I hadn't said it, she would have discovered and stopped Charles Croy in time - I know her as she knows me."

The Queen curled her lips and had a very complicated impression of a certain presiding judge: "We have achieved our goal and we no longer need to weave a web..."

"Do as I say."

Victoria paused and suddenly thought of something.

"...Heidi, invite Roland Collins for me."

"I want to meet this guy."

At the mention of this name, Lavia Heidi frowned: "He is just a person who relies on appearance and has no power-"

"Heidi."

Victoria's eyes were calm.

This made the kneeling ritualist immediately shut his mouth.

"Enid doesn't fall in love with someone based on their looks alone."

she said, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.

"There must be something extraordinary about this person..."

Lavia Headey really doesn't like her roses praising others: "Your Majesty, we just need to talk to Enid Judith..."