The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 299 Ch.298 Former Home

"You may have noticed it, right? You seem to be particularly sensitive to "secrets". "

Of course Xander would not lead Roland on the path of asceticism.

They turned left and made a circuitous path, taking the soft part of the grass.

"This place is shrouded in a ritual."

she says.

"A very interesting ceremony."

As long as the wound is open, the wound will continue to hurt - equivalent to the pain it felt in the first place.

in other words.

Roland will continue to be 'cut' before leaving.

"forever?"

"Forever." Xander seemed to have returned to the monastery, and the sunlight seemed to disappear from her face. The lake under her eyes sprouted tentacles again, and her eyelids were covered with moss that had never been cleaned, from which slender seaweed flowed.

It has been covering the entire white, tender and beautiful face.

"Forever." She said: "Being injured in the convent is painful, Roland." She put her hands behind her back, hummed a song, and showed a friendly smile to the nuns who were avoiding her: "We are afraid of pain at first."

"And enjoy the pain."

"Finally, release the pain."

“We atone for ourselves and for the sins of all sentient beings.”

"The monastery is a wonderful place, as long as you can see your mission clearly..."

At this point, she suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Do you know what kind of mission we have?"

The deformed multi-legged creatures in the dust fell one by one on Xander's gray hair.

Dust grew up with her.

"Our mission..."

She was getting closer and closer, and Roland could even smell the strong smell of corruption on her face.

“It is opening our *house to God the Father.”

She finally saw Roland, and saw the thorn she had chosen blooming with surprise on his face, so she laughed heartily, innocently, her voice spread all the way, her steps were light, and she ran like a child who had not grown up. Front.

"congratulations."

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What?

"Like should always stay with like."

"You should stop harming others."

Roland:......

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I think there is still a certain distance between me and Miss Kratoff...

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In appreciating the pain of others.

Roland pinched the painful fingertips, cursed the flashy skirt secretly, and chased forward with small steps.

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Some people were waiting in front of the main hall early.

This also proves that Roland and Xander were discovered as soon as they entered the monastery - think about it, it is impossible for Holy Cross to guard the door with a sinner who almost became a cultist.

"The Church, the Inquisition, the Monastery, are all talents."

"I suddenly feel that in comparison, the Inquisition seems to be normal people."

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I don't understand what this has to do with 'compassion'.

Of course Roland could understand the lines behind Xander's words.

A place that should never be hurt.

Just a cut on the fingertips can cause such a level of pain. If you think about it in the worst case: will there be people who have their fingers cut off, the flesh pulled apart, or even their eyeballs gouged out?

Severe pain can cause a person to go crazy and die wailing.

These people will be in pain so unbearable that they bang their heads against the wall, hang themselves with ropes, and burn their brains dry with flames - and if these methods of ending the pain do not allow them to die smoothly...

That would be another, deeper hell.

He suddenly remembered what Xander said about the nun who drank the dissolving agent...

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Someone is torturing them.

"who?"

"They each other?"

"Or the All-Father?"

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I have no idea.

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But this cruel approach is inconsistent with the teachings I understand.

"I need to remind you: you can't even memorize the Book of Eden now."

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But I watched it many times——

"...Roland Collins opened the Book of Eden, and every crooked page contained the words 'mercy', 'holiness', and 'purification'. He couldn't sleep, so he read carefully for half the night before he could see between the words. It turns out it’s written all over the book: ‘Raising exotic species’!”

Roland:......

"You are not qualified to talk about the Holy Cross, dear Mr. Fantasy."

The nun who greeted Xander and Roland was not much different from the ones they saw along the way: the same pale face, withered flesh, and the same ghost that came and went silently.

Roland felt that this place was more like a cemetery for the living than a monastery.

"We'll just stay in the main hall for a while." Xander said.

The nuns prepared holy water for them, rosaries and crosses.

"There are usually no outsiders here, so be at ease, Roland. I'm very familiar with them." Xander took Roland's wrist and introduced him to his 'friends' in the monastery - it was obvious that these The lady doesn't want to be friends with Xander.

They managed to deal with it, but they didn't notice that Xander was staring at a certain nun with a smile.

After arriving at the main hall and reciting the Book of Eden silently for half an hour, the woman who seemed to be a real 'friend' with Xander quietly appeared behind a certain side door.

There was only a small crack.

Roland subconsciously stopped praying and put the rosary and cross into his pocket.

After realizing that the skirt had no pockets, I realized what stupid thing I was doing.

A certain snitch got himself into bad habits.

"That's not worth much, honey."

Xander's eyes were extremely funny. She knew that Roland couldn't speak here, so she slowly took the rosary and cross from him, and asked twice, "Do you want to take them back?"

'Follow me, Miss Collins. ’

The girl gathered her hair and led Roland to the front of the hall - around several stone sculptures.

It was as if he was introducing the place where he once lived to a friend. Roland and he walked around the stone sculptures, introducing each other from time to time.

A few come and go.

The two disappeared through the side door.

Roland was very nervous for a while, fearing that he would be discovered by the nuns who were patrolling the hall or occasionally passing by. This resulted in a creature that had just woken up and was hanging curiously between the pleats of the inner skirt and the belt being thrown off.

Crunch.

The door was closed.

Little candle:…

‘Father? ’

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Xander's 'friend' led them on a smooth journey.

——This nun is obviously different from other ‘friends’. In front of her, Xander could actually make Roland speak.

In other words, the relationship between them is very close?

"This is my true friend, Roland."

The gray-haired girl is holding a long skirt. In the cold stone corridor, the flickering lights only illuminate a few rough stone bricks in front of your feet: "My true friend."

She said so, but the nun didn't think so.

"You are my gift...my light, Lord Kratof."

She didn't even look at Roland, as if as long as she heard what Xander said, she would do it, no matter who she took or what the consequences would be.

"Why so serious, Roland?"

As we go inward, more and more broken animal carcasses gradually appear.

First came the birds, then the cats and dogs.

They seemed to have been torn into pieces, and some had their heads torn off with teeth and their fur torn apart.

——while alive.

When the most basic cover-up disappeared, Roland finally knew where they were.

This is a path that leads to nowhere…

dungeon.

"No need to worry. In fact, we are on a safe path."

The steps of the three people became slower and lighter.

Someone was gasping.

The sound of dripping water.

Slight crying.

Xander pointed to the way forward: "There are high-circle ritualists in the monastery. If we go to the other side, there will be trouble... Of course, this way is extremely safe."

Her voice was brisk:

"Who's going to stop a kid who wants to go home?"