The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 310 Ch.309 Silver Spindle and Silver Cane

Judging from the doctrines and the texts explaining the doctrines, the Silver Spindle is probably not an unpleasant organization, is it?

They seem to be calling for peace, or fairness, or limited freedom——

This may not be recognized by most gentlemen, but with the constant appearance of steel monsters that spit out hot breath, women also have roles other than giving birth, breastfeeding, being beaten and selling sex - such as walking in in groups factory, take home a dozen pennies a week, and then get beaten.

Roland knew this because of James Jones.

She told Roland about a 'rule' that had been abolished.

The right to punish.

The husband can punish his wife appropriately because he must be responsible for his wife's behavior. Just as he, as a master or father, must be responsible for the behavior of his servants or children under certain circumstances - of course, the name of the right to punish has gradually disappeared after the introduction of the 'Personal Injury Law'.

Today, by law, a husband found guilty of abuse must be fined five pounds or jailed for three months.

This speedy and efficient enforcement of the law has indeed curbed the wife-beating behavior of lower-class bastards.

But at the cocktail party, among the spit mixed with gold, silver and jewelry, it was just a timely joke to relieve boredom with wine.

Roland didn't know at the time how a woman who had been living in a workhouse could understand the 'law' and 'rules' so well...

Thinking about it now, it’s self-evident what happened behind this.

James Jones's husband should be grateful that he died early, otherwise, his treatment would not be much better than that of Minsi Chloe.

Let’s talk about “Silver Spindle”.

Does its teachings sound good?

of course not.

First there is one thing to explain.

This is something Roland only came to understand after arriving in London, participating in several salons, and coming into contact with high-class figures such as Randolph Taylor or Cherry Chloe:

In the eyes of these people, people at the bottom cannot use certain titles.

A true gentleman would not call a woman who sells eggs a "lady", nor would she call her shoe-shine husband a "gentleman"——

They weren't even Mr. and Ms.

Not even men and women.

They are just:

"them."

Likewise, the ladies shaking their feather fans will not think that what these fools are looking for together is so noble, great and rare.

They have a few pounds or dozens of pounds of pocket money every week, have no worries about food and clothing, and are served by servants.

They were literate and went to school or had tutors.

They have carriages to go in and out, they are respected by everyone, they have their own clubs, private gatherings among friends, where they can hold champagne and talk.

They can even ride horses, participate in hunting, sing and dance, travel with their husbands and families every year, and enjoy all the most fashionable and trendy things.

——For those who are more deviant, there is nothing wrong with becoming a scholar, researcher, or using a pseudonym to become a poet or writer.

They don't understand the "silver spindle."

No need.

'Those ones? We are born with it. ’

This is the most important.

They are the "women".

Their lover or husband, the one with the carriage, pocket watch and silk hat, is the "male".

The languages ​​of different species are incompatible.

This also explains why Xander is dismissive of this sect, including Enid who never mentioned these people in a single sentence.

"So you should understand that those who can join the "Silver Spindle" ceremony are not here for doctrines and beliefs. "

Xander was not without sarcasm.

indeed.

People will speak for cats, dogs, horses, and even pigs, but they will never consider themselves to be the same species as them.

"These incompetent cultists instigate their believers, let them prove their 'piety', let them 'sew' themselves, and then use 'spindles' to punish the husband and the relatives around him, or more insidiously 'soft' Means—whenever found, they lead to the same end.”

The identity in the social sense has changed from a citizen to a cultist.

"Why are they so... Oh." Roland suddenly said: "As long as the deceased does not have any male relatives or people who inherit the property..."

"Correct, Roland."

Xander approved.

They will choose those who have few relatives, who are all local, or even live together; they will choose those whose social status is not high, or who live in remote areas, and whose relationships are simple; they will choose those whose property is relatively rich, or at least easy to sell...

Finally, can people who inherit property really hold on to it?

He gained believers and gained the wealth given by believers.

They don’t care whether it is the husband who becomes vigilant and exploits his wife, or whether the wife secretly ‘awakens’ and hurts her husband…

This is what "Silver Spindle" is happy to see.

There are many ‘ladies’ who suffer, they are the ‘silver spindles’;

There are many ‘gentlemen’ who suffer, maybe it’s the ‘silver cane’.

No matter which side one falls on, the merchant who sells the blade always wins.

Profit, never-ending profit.

Just like Xander Kratof said.

Their teachings are bright and noble, but their methods are despicable and cruel.

Roland was a little disappointed.

In other words, I am bored with this story.

He didn't care what was wrong with men, women, or children.

Perhaps he and those gentlemen and ladies, to some extent, treat people in a very similar way.

In his eyes, there are only two kinds of people: those who care and those who don't.

This is not "fair" or "just", but more like a selfish "cult".

But he will make such a willful distinction, and he never gets tired of it.

"In fact, the first person who spoke out against it, calling them a cult, and denouncing these people as stupid, crazy, despicable, and should never be forgiven is someone you would never expect." Shandel opened his thin lips and uttered a name that really surprised Roland.

Their supreme lady.

"She has shown a considerable degree of stupidity in many aspects, but I think most ladies and gentlemen are willing to tolerate a fool - as long as she is good at listening to others' opinions, has a good memory, and knows how to repeat what she hears to others without changing the meaning."

"Then it's enough to sit on that chair - at least fools are more suitable for that chair than smart people."

If it weren't for the "Silver Spindle", Shandel didn't talk about politics and related topics very often.

"That chair is not important, the Supreme Being is not important, the "Silver Spindle" is not important, and the cultist who calls herself the "Spinning Witch" is not important. I just want to remind you, Roland."

Xindel said.

"I don't know what Helen Menzi taught you or what she said to you, but you have to think clearly: who should we accept and exclude; who should we hate and who should we love; who are our enemies and who are our friends - the "Silver Spindle" is a very good example. "

"If you don't think about it properly..."

"But you are not the only one who can explain "faith", Roland."

Xindel reminded him, using the "heresy" of the Holy Cross.

But Roland noticed the "we" in Xindel's words.

"Tell me the "limited" truth, Xindel." Roland's voice was as light as the wind: "Because I never thought that you would consider joining such an "nothing" and almost joking organization."

The pious little nun smiled.

She stopped and turned around, looking back at the huge cross on the main building that symbolized holiness.

Because what was written in the Book of Eden was being confirmed again and again.

"Hated in childhood, experienced suffering, and was surrounded by dangers. He showed impossible "miracles" in death again and again, and fanatics surrounded him."

"He is sometimes glorious and just, sometimes weird and dark;"

"Sometimes male, sometimes female."

"He has two sides and multiple angles. He came with a "great" mission, and will eventually complete his mission:"

"Holiness, or destruction."

Of course...

For Cinder Kratov, this may be a weighty reason, or it may just be a lie she told to her soul in order to find the thorns.