The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 224 Ch.223 Needle in the Pupil

The gift from Pugh Collins to Roland was a scarlet sweater. To be honest, the knitting was not very good. It could be seen that it was the first time he did this work. Either it was short here or there were a few extra threads there. .

But Roland still likes it very much. He has been wearing it for the past few days and plans to show off to the people around him.

Others also sent gifts.

Fernandez's gift was a cane, thirteen pounds, specially made, with a snake pattern on the wood and two opals embedded on the left and right;

As the owner of Golden Smoke, Randolph sent Teresa to visit him personally and brought an exquisite lighter - it was said to use the latest technology, it was only half the size of a cigarette box, and the outer shell was silver-plated. Just press the metal button and the gun would fire. Open the horizontal cover and you can light a fire on the spot at any time;

Oh, by the way, there are two gifts from Beatrice:

Two paintings.

Roland and her, and Roland, her and Halida.

Sadly, her real brother is missing from both paintings.

It's sad.

Halida sent a packet of seeds that she had roasted herself to Taylor's house. Teresa handed them over to Taylor's house. They were very crunchy to chew.

Enid and Xander's gift was nothing short of remarkable.

According to Wrench, it seemed that the two women had finally found an opportunity to give gifts in a serious way, and could spend money openly - Enid's gift even required a carriage to pull it.

It is a body-length mirror covered with blue colored gems.

With this mirror almost covered with sapphires, old Collins could no longer deceive himself with the 'superior-subordinate' relationship: he seriously warned Roland that he was absolutely, absolutely not allowed to have a child with that woman.

Otherwise, this dishonorable illegitimate child will become his biggest trouble in the future.

Roland was too lazy to explain.

As for Xander…

She sent a strange object as a gift.

Yes, each one is an extremely expensive rare item.

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"Rare Item: Needle in the Eye (Ghost)"

"After the resentful soul solidifies."

"An eyeball from an animal, but more than one animal."

"Able to sense creatures hostile to the wearer within a certain range."

"This is not a gift to good people."

"This is the reward for evil."

"Note: No one likes to be abandoned. When the wearer takes it off, he will not be able to get its approval again."

"Note: It has been recast by some unknown techniques, and its form cannot be modified."

"'Tears rolled down, but my face remained unchanged.'"

"'Only I know why it flows.'"

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This is an earring shaped like a dusk-colored eyeball, with faint traces of deep red blood in it.

"suitable for you."

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I don't think so...how much is this worth?

"At least seven hundred pounds, Roland. Have you ever seen a rare item with almost no 'price'?"

"Maybe it's worth more than what I said."

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I originally wanted to give Xander a bracelet...but now it seems that the value is too different.

"I have to remind you of something we all know: the gift is not important. What is important is who is giving it."

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Of course I know, but it can’t be too different, right?

"How about you come to her and give her a mouth."

Roland:......

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I plan to increase the purchase amount.

"Oh, what about the big bat? The mirror she gave you wasn't cheap, but it was studded with sapphires."

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Um…

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wrench.

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You said Enid was interested in slapping people?

Wrench laughed.

"It seems like you're in a good mood lately."

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I just didn't expect to receive so many gifts in one Christmas.

Because when Mr. William Cordoni brought the whip, he also handed over the gifts he prepared for Roland - including Alice's.

It's a small leather bag he handmade.

Inside were the gloves Alice had sewn.

It can be said that the gifts Roland received this year were the most he had ever received in his life: far more than the total of previous years.

This festival gave Roland a sense of unreality.

It seemed that his life had never been the same since he got on the carriage driving the Tribunal.

"To be precise, it was after you met Su Yue."

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That's right.

One last gift, from Fork County.

Gift of James Jones.

A letter, and a few pairs of socks that are several grades better than someone else’s.

What made Roland dissatisfied was that one pair was actually marked as being given to Pugh Collins - why?

"Perhaps you are beginning to understand how Randolph Taylor feels."

Speaking of James Jones, Roland was also preparing to have a good talk with his uncle.

About the ‘emotional path’ of these two people.

It's almost time.

"When do you plan to bring Yam to London?"

puff--

These words made the old guy who was pouring water look like a fountain.

The front was soaked.

"...you know what you're talking about?"

Roland curled up on the sofa with a blanket around him, looking helpless: "Even Mr. Cordoni noticed that you might have found a woman, uncle. A lazy man who has been single for more than ten years suddenly started ironing clothes?"

Old Collins was a little embarrassed, put down the kettle, and left in a hurry: "I suddenly remembered something..."

"uncle."

"Where did they say we were meeting last time..."

"Uncle, Yam can't wait endlessly in Falkshire. If I'm wrong, then I will go to Falkshire in person and take her to London-and put her in the house I rented."

The atmosphere became silent for a while.

In fact, the conversations between men are often very simple. Roland thought they would be like this:

Old Collins: 'You know? '

Rowland: 'Yeah. '

Old Collins: 'I love her. '

Rowland: 'Promise me that you will take good care of her. '

Old Collins: 'I will. '

Rowland: 'When do you plan to take her to London. '

Old Collins: 'After the festival, I will go in person. '

Rowland: 'Very good. '

But in fact...

In fact, it's like this-

The shy old herbal gentleman rubbed his hands and sat down next to Roland, his expression numb: "She, she likes the poems I wrote."

Rowland: ...

That's what you copied.

Uncle.

Also, what do we talk about now have to do with poetry?

Roland felt that if this matter was allowed to develop, perhaps the two would not meet until next year.

"She is not my mother, but she does the work of a mother. You are not my father, but you have given me more love than my father."

Roland lifted the blanket and shook his uncle's hand.

"I have no parents, but I still have a family. Uncle, you should be like a man..."

Old Collins was stimulated by this, and sat up suddenly, blushing, and shook Roland's hand away: "Why am I not like a man?! I tell you, I have thought about it a long time ago, taking her to London, and renting a big house for her to live in! What do you know? We have already agreed..."

Roland said "Oh": "Then, when is it?"

Pushu Collins: ...

Just now.

"...Your vacation is too long, Roland."

"You said yesterday that you hope I can rest at home for a while."

Old Collins waved his hand impatiently: "Yes, yes, have you rested enough? It's time to go to work..."