The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 209 Ch.208 Conspiracy

As for Victoria, Marvolo Heyman called her a 'rebellious little girl'.

Because since she sat on that chair, every decision she made was for the secret party - just like a child who doesn't think about it at all and doesn't care about the consequences.

She has no idea who really controls the country.

She thought it was her.

But apparently not.

Both Charles Chloe and Mr. Paul Heffer hope to give her some small 'warnings': Of course she can dress up her beloved dolls as she pleases, but try not to interfere in the adults' work.

For example, agreeing with the ‘reforms’, ‘coal mining laws’, and ‘workers’ rights’ proposed by those idiots in Congress who are full of tomato juice.

This is not something she should consider.

Once she was married, she should stay with her dear Frances, take a walk in the garden every day, and perhaps make some 'original' suggestions on the way the gardener should prune his flowers, instead of dictating to the whole country.

She simply didn't understand that many things couldn't be lumped together.

Such as cats and dogs.

Such as the sky and the earth.

Such as men and women.

Such as poor and rich people.

Such as nobles and others.

Mixing things together that are not meant to be in the same place can lead to chaos.

The secret parties allow wealthy businessmen to intervene in some political affairs, allowing them to talk about their views on the country while fighting with the workers. This is already the biggest concession.

Now, these people want to 'invent' newer things?

"If the reform bill is passed, the next step will be coal mines, and then I'm afraid they will have to talk about the rights of those lower class people. I really can't imagine that one day Congress will be occupied by these people - we will have to pay at least three times more wages to cleaners Maid, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to clean the mud off the soles of their shoes and between their fingernails.”

Marvolo Heyman felt ashamed at the thought of working with those people.

"Requesting to improve their living and working environment and protect the most basic human rights... We are in the same country and speak the same language, Louis, but I can't understand what they are saying."

Louis Hyman took the cigar from the maid, put the head into a metal cutter, cut off the cap, and handed it to his father.

Then, he lit it with an igniter.

"You shouldn't be angry about this, Father. They can't do it."

"I'm afraid they can." Old Heyman held the lit cigar between his arms, but did not smoke. He only stared at the rising wisp of smoke. His voice was flat: "Lord Heffer said that our supreme lady is not very well in private. point…"

"She has a lot of help."

Marvolo Heyman felt extremely angry at the mere mention of 'The Helper'.

"We are orthodox, what have we been defending all this time? She actually stood with that group of people to oppose us..."

Anyone with a keen eye can detect the increasingly acute contradictions in this country, and at this time, 'orthodoxy' is particularly important.

Marvolo Heyman and the others never thought that that ignorant girl would choose to support the other side at such a critical moment.

"Let workers participate in running the country. Did she eat too much dessert and have something wrong with her head?"

Louis Heyman disagreed: "I don't think this is all the lady's opinion, father. The Grays have always been cunning."

Marvolo Heyman's face was as dark as water.

"I don't want anything to go wrong, Louis."

"Absolutely not, father." Louis Heyman responded and gently placed a bone flute on the table.

A flute made from the bones of an unknown creature.

Gray porous.

Consumable wonders.

Only effective for those who do not master the mystery.

The flesh and blood of creatures that swallow its bone meal will explode like dynamite at the end of the fuse after the flute sounds.

There was a momentary roar of flesh and blood.

"Most of the people in the Elephant Gang have already taken it. And just now, our Mr. Anne..." Louis Hyman looked sarcastic: "This is probably the last piece of cake in her life."

"She's checking the Ritualist, looking for some knowledge she shouldn't have." Marvolo picked up the bone flute and played with it in his hand, "I've always known it."

‘Diamond Anne’ was not a peaceful woman.

Since she can step from a remote county to London, form a gang, and become the leader, she is definitely an unusual 'lady'.

Her ambition is as obvious as the taller and taller top hats on the heads of gentlemen.

"So is her stupidity," Louis quipped.

This woman is even more stupid than a donkey to think she can survive after doing this.

After this incident, the Elephant Gang could no longer exist from top to bottom.

——These days, the Elephant Gang is growing crazily under Marvolo's suggestion, recruiting criminals and wanderers, both men and women. On a special day, they will take to the streets together and shout against the bill that has been discussed over and over again.

They will walk through the streets and alleys towards the most important palace in London.

Countless people will join them, and before anyone can react, the team will grow into a force that cannot be ignored.

They shouted their objections, kept shouting, and gathered in front of the palace.

Then.

One by one, one after another...

explode.

"Because of Andrew and Judy, the mosquito of the Tribunal sucked a drop of blood from the Hyman family. Then, this time, the Tribunal and my rebellious girl will have to pay the price for this drop of blood."

Marvolo Hayman put the bone flute back on the table.

Many people know that the Elephant Gang led by Anne had contacted the Hayman family, that is, the Secret Party.

Then, when these marchers controlled by the Secret Party were suddenly attacked, and 'Diamond Anne', as the leader of the Elephant Gang, died in public in some incomprehensible way-

doubts will inevitably come to the Gray Party.

Just like Charles Chloe killed the suspect and looked through someone's memory.

The disputes of the ritualists need reasons, but not evidence.

Marvolo could not provide evidence that they did it, but the Gray Party could not provide evidence that they did not do it.

In fact, as the Secret Party, they did lose people.

Hundreds of people died.

Some ritualists broke the rules.

Who is most likely?

"We abide by the rules, but if this time, the other party is not willing to do so-just like the inferior dogs of the Inquisition."

"Then after this time, we don't have to abide by it."

In fact, Marvolo Hayman expected them to break the rules, and let those who have been neutral in the Secret Party for many years take a look.

When the war begins, they will definitely have the upper hand.

"The Inquisition is not important, and Victoria is not important. Louis, what is important is ourselves, and we need to remind those sleepy lions who think today is the same as the past. As the times continue to move forward, someone must stand up to maintain traditional interests - and retreating once means retreating all the time."

"They always compare us and the Gray Party to two sides of a coin."

"But we are not the opposite."

"We are metal itself."