The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 226 Ch.225 Paloyemed

The Bank of Paloyemed is located at No. 23, Cross Street.

It is almost as majestic as a church.

The complex lines carved by craftsmen form the wall. Above the waistline of the building, a huge bear head is carved - this is the symbol of the god's attendant: Sean Westwick.

Bear noble.

Second Crown God: Eve’s…

waiter.

"The cyclic ruler of the quadruple spiral, the cold fire, the blazing turbulence..."

At the counter closest to them, a bearded man was defending in a low voice.

He took off his hat, pulled his tie from side to side, leaned into the counter, and said in a much lower voice: "... just do me a favor. That's the downtown area, sir, the downtown area! The best place! In the whole of London, you You will never find such a nice place again…”

Often, Ritualists of the Maelstrom worship Eve as well as the Bear Noble: Sean Westwick.

The double brown wooden doors were wide open, and two men wearing black waiter uniforms and gold ribbons nodded to the guests. Sometimes when meeting a familiar face, he would bow kindly with a smile on his face - obviously, Chandson was within the range of this bow.

"The location is indeed, but the price is not necessarily so. If it is so good, why would you come to Paloyemed?"

He expressed regret for this.

According to the information in the Inquisition Library, when performing a small secret ritual involving the Second Crown God, if one prays to the Giant Bear Noble at the same time, the ritual may have even more wonderful effects.

"What?"

"A few days ago you said yes!"

"Don't you know?"

「~(○｀3′○)~」

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So ugly, like a pig.

"...Their price is unfair." Isaac Brown rolled his eyes: "My hospital spent a lot of money, and there are a lot of medical equipment in it..."

"I wanted to talk to you elsewhere, but I couldn't help but want to show you off my newly modified carriage."

indeed so.

Isaac Brown hesitated.

"This is certainly something to show off, Mr. Chandson. I may say that I have never seen a more luxurious carriage than yours."

"You didn't increase the price a few days ago." The clerk at the counter was very polite, but did not relent at all: "This has exceeded our valuation, Mr. Brown, I hope you can understand."

Many people, not just women, stopped to gaze at this picturesque natural scenery.

Considering Philip Chandson's assets, one thousand pounds was not a large sum of money. The clerk filled out the form for him neatly and stamped it. Roland held his hands and listened to the conversation coming from not far away:

Phillip rubbed his round nose and took a few breaths: "...a big and profitable business. If you are interested, we can talk about it later."

"Yes, but what's the use to us, Mr. Brown. It's more trouble than value - if we take over your house, we'll have to hire someone to do it again."

"And his attendant: the Bear Noble, Sean Westwick."

"Good day, gentlemen."

Some passers-by thought with a smile.

They saw a 'sphere' squeeze out of the carriage with difficulty.

He ascended to immortality through the path of the "herd", and then passed through the path, letting his figure fall into Eve's eyes.

For Roland.

Divine Attendant…

"His descendants used his legacy to establish banks."

Isaac Brown still refused to give up: "...that's the best place."

"I know that 'extraordinary' people like you have special ways to grow eyes - I don't need servants to serve you... Oh, you should be the most handsome man on this street today."

The waiter led them to a high counter and tapped it twice with his fingers.

Roland wore a thicker dark fur coat and a new cane.

The man at the counter couldn't understand.

I almost slipped.

Hearing Roland's praise, Philip Chandson was so happy that he led him up the stairs again and again.

Even the inverted cone-shaped wooden base that supports the table is covered with a layer of crocodile skin.

The clerk sighed.

The wind is quite strong today.

Paloyemed is just around the corner.

He sent a waiter to lead the way and asked Roland in a low voice: "You may not have heard of it recently. This matter has been spread throughout our circle."

The waiter came forward quickly, bending down with a smile on his face: "How can I help you?"

「ヾ(≧O≦)〃~」

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This is acceptable.

"I want to issue a bearer certificate for a thousand pounds."

"Nature goddess Eve."

Serving on the side of God, a great existence second only to the sleeping God.

The black hair tied behind her head fluttered with the wind and snow.

"It is said that this was the name of a certain lover that Sir Westwick once loved most."

Philip Chandson had already ‘explained’ the whole journey to Roland.

Philip Chandson turned to the servant and said a few words, adjusting his collar.

"I'm just a clerk, as you've seen. If I could decide the price, where should I sit?" He made a joke, tapped a stack of bills on the table a few times, and pressed it into the book: "One Thirteen hundred pounds, Mr. Brown, is a high price."

Roland probably knew what he was referring to.

"Investment, big business, Mr. Collins."

…

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You've done your homework well, Wrench.

This carriage is half a length longer than an ordinary carriage, and has two layers. Apart from the side boxes for storing wine, the small cigar cabinet, the soft leather reclining and the oil paintings on the ceiling by famous artists, all the items in the carriage are expensive and rare.

‘Who is he waiting for? ’

After getting off the carriage, he waited aside.

He was also in a dilemma.

The last time they met, Roland learned that he was very likely to be familiar with Cherry, so he naturally went to the appointment.

“That is what you see in front of you: Palojemed.”

Not long after.

There is no shortage of private transfers these days, but it is different when it comes to banks.

…

Philip Chandlerson asked Roland to talk about Cherry Chloe today, and coming to Palojemed was just a coincidence.

A few days ago, Philip Chandlerson sent an invitation letter to the court of justice.

"He was once the Earl of Bath, but later abandoned his family business and disappeared. Hundreds of years ago, he suddenly came as a waiter in a battle - the giant bear he transformed into crushed all the enemies in front of him. Since then, the Westwick family has also been called the Giant Bear Family."

"The records say that he often wanders in the sleep world and his whereabouts are uncertain."

The clerk agreed with what he said, but it was meaningless.

The clerk with a monocle at the counter looked up when he heard the voice.

"You blind man picked it."

Maybe a girl will get off the car, a romantic story.

Roland raised his head and looked at the giant bear surrounded by the stone line.

This gentleman has come several times.

Roland frowned and suddenly interrupted: "Why are you embarrassing a gentleman? I really can't tolerate such disrespectful words. Paloyemed should not be like this, and the Giant Bear Family is definitely not like this."