The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 368 Ch367 London is so beautiful

Chapter 368 Ch.367 London is so beautiful

"Since becoming the Queen's hound, the nature of the Inquisition has changed."

"Even before, Roland. Do you think the Tribunal is a righteous organization that punishes evil?"

Enid's office.

Familiar smell.

Roland discovered a pattern.

Enid could always take a shower 'just in time' before she came - if she didn't wash every day, she would know it as soon as she arrived at the door of the Inquisition.

"Roland, you may not have experienced it personally."

She leaned on Roland's shoulder, sniffing as she talked - the side of the carriage where a certain snitch was leaning.

"You don't understand why cults are called cults: apart from some boring reason, their teachings and power are also rejected by the order. This power of bewitchment is liquid, and the more intelligent the creature, the more porous the soul. many."

She said a lot, but it was not as powerful as the next sentence.

"Who did you ride in the same carriage with?"

Roland:......

"The smell of green oranges..." She smoothed her hair, looked up at Roland, and said with a playful expression: "Your latest finished product. It seems that she is very close to you...very close, right?"

"Enid."

"Um?"

"London is so beautiful."

Enid: Ha.

"You have to learn how to deal with women, Roland, this is not up to standard."

"I brought you a gift."

Enid raised an eyebrow: "...I can lose my sense of smell for a while."

"Where's the sense of taste?"

Roland slowly approached.

After the police exchange, they came directly to the trial court. There were no gifts.

However, now, he does want to give the gift to Enid.

…………

…

Regarding the treatment of cultists, if the previous Inquisition did not act, now it is 'waiting': she has to report it to the Queen, and then wait for the order to come.

This is about Shelley, and it is about the Just Church.

Very troublesome.

There is no need for them to get involved, because in the end neither side will benefit from it.

"It has reached the point of cannibalism that is irreversible. Roland, we can only consider whether to let them die today or next month-"

Roland licked his lips as if he didn't hear what she said: "The coffee you drank is too strong, Enid."

The woman rolled her eyes at him: "I drink a lot of strong drinks."

Roland:......

"Someone is blushing, I won't say who it is."

"Not a big bat."

wrench.

"Look, you always want to imitate those drunkards who tease people, but when it comes time to get serious, you become a coward again."

Stop talking nonsense, I'm awesome as hell.

"You better be."

"But I found something interesting, do you want to hear it?"

I don't think you're really asking me.

"...You didn't block me just now, idiot."

This proves our close relationship.

"This proves that you guys didn't just kiss the two times before... Aha, Su Yue has a lot of memories..."

"Let me guess."

"Goojigji?"

"still--"

I really want to block you right now.

It's just pollution.

"Idiot, you haven't finished this thing on your shoulder yet, have you?"

The small letters in front of me swung their tails left and right.

…No.

"Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid——"

Should I ask?

"What's the question?"

"Hello, can I make friends with you?"

"How do you want her to answer?"

"'Of course, please come in.'"

"Yeah?"

Roland let out a long sigh.

"Think about the first time you killed someone."

At once…

Sitting still?

"..."

"I said first time."

Roland was silent and looked away from the flames.

"Enid."

"Huh?" The enjoying lady curled up on the sofa and answered in a nasal voice. She made herself as small as possible, like a bird nestling next to her owner...

tiger.

"I'm just casually chatting. I don't care who Shelley, Terry, or their relatives are dead or cannibalistic."

Enid knew what he meant.

"I am the presiding judge, Roland. What's wrong with me?"

"I'm just telling you this." Roland stroked her brown hair, and there was still wisps of moisture between his fingers: "Didn't you say last time that the body of "Holy Flame" became more and more fragile when it reached the high ring? . "

The big cat in his arms was quiet for a few seconds.

Laughed out loud.

"You have learned a lot, and the people around you... No, you are born to be a little liar." Enid teased: "I didn't say that, Roland, I didn't say that. Don't even think about taking it from me. I heard some secret."

But through Lewis, Roland guessed that there must be something wrong with the "Holy Flame".

Either there is something wrong with the "Holy Flame", or there is something wrong with Enid itself.

"If you don't tell me, sooner or later I will get the answer from other people."

Enid said nothing.

He squeezed himself into Roland's arms.

She was finally warm.

"What's this?"

She saw Roland take out a card with his other hand.

A golden card with patterns carved around it.

The name of the holder is written on the back, and a purple polygonal gemstone is embedded next to it.

“Isn’t this a premium membership card for the Fountain of Youth? Enid teased: "The Inquisition gave asylum, but this is the only card?" "

"Of course not. I will personally deliver every new model of the "Fountain of Youth". "

Roland hugged her, turned the card over with his other hand, and held it up.

It read: Golden Smoke.

"A lifetime membership card given to me by Randolph Taylor. With this card, I can receive cigars worth no more than five thousand pounds at any Golden Smoke store every month."

This is giving money.

"Golden Smoke..." Enid took the card and wondered: "Shouldn't you give it to me?"

"Choose for me, Enid." Roland tapped her head lightly: "Choose for me, and then wait for me to get it."

"You're here now."

"Listen to me, you idiot."

"Now, immediately, push her down on the sofa, pull the blanket and shout: My benefactor is above! I will separate your hands like the Father of all things separates the day and the night -"

People who couldn't bear it finally blocked it.

Much quieter.

Enid said nothing and tightened her grip on the card.

"...I'm going to pick something with less smoke for you. You're almost like a train, Roland." She thought about it and said, "I'm going to pick something thicker with less smoke for you."

"You like less smoke?"

"Mainly I like the front one."

Roland tickled her a few times, making the person in his arms pretend to bite her - if other executives saw this scene, they might not have to worry about eating and drinking in this life.

"Go to the Crow, Roland." She kissed Roland's face and whispered: "Go to the Crow, or Peter Heller. I will report this matter, but before that, the Inquisition must make a decision." It's like that, which proves that we did find the cultists...and even killed a few."

"After that, it's not ours to worry about...be careful, Roland."

"Protect yourself." Enid showed undue weakness and sadness in front of Roland for the first time.

In her eyes, lips and every breath.

Just like Roland guessed.

Or so the dirty dingo at the Hymans knew.

For some reason…

She does have to avoid using her powers.

Every time, every time, she gets closer to the glory.

Roland Collins.

my sweetheart…

My Messiah.

Can you forgive my indifference?