The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 449 Ch.448 Weird changes

Sniff.

A bumpy carriage.

Sniff.

Bored silence.

Sniff.

Lighted aromatherapy.

Sniff.

Sniff.

Sniff, sniff, sniff.

Kingsley:…

After Roland came back and the carriage started moving, this 'Miss Shelley' was like a chef who had lost her sense of smell, constantly smelling the hot plate of 'lunch' - getting closer and closer.

Kingsley told the truth, if it weren't for this last name, if he were in a pub or club, he would bet with his own mind that this woman was not of noble birth.

Roland: "...What are you doing, Rose."

Kingsley had a rare moment of humor: "She was smelling the steak to see if someone had taken a bite secretly."

"You can actually remain silent, Detective." Rose grabbed Roland's sleeve and turned to glare at him.

"Unless I'm blind."

"Why don't you close your eyes?"

"Not only do I have to close my eyes, I'm afraid I also have to plug my ears." Kingsley's face drooped, "I originally planned to sleep in the car, Miss Shelley."

Rose wanted to give him the middle finger, but held back.

That's not good.

But not long after, she accurately caught a hint of sarcasm in Kingsley's eyes.

then…

"You have such a dead face, you always look like someone who secretly farts but never admits it."

The mockery in the great detective's eyes disappeared.

It became ‘You’ll know it just by looking at it’… something like this.

Rose and he seemed to be at odds with each other.

Roland thought.

But Kingsley also has Kingsley's effect - that is, Rose no longer smells his scent:

There is no smell either.

"You guys have been here for twenty minutes, which is enough time..." Green eyes blinked, almost wanting to say dirty words, "It's long enough anyway."

Roland pinched the berries on the cream cake (brought by Peggy's servant) and stuffed them into Rose's mouth: "Twenty minutes, my lady, haven't you and Kingsley returned to the carriage long ago?"

"We're freezing in the wind!" The girl muttered while chewing the fruit, feeling unhappy and slurping her mouth. She used the vocabulary she lacked like a politician's conscience to describe the frightening twenty minutes:

"I'm worried about you being attacked by someone arranged by her, worried about your quarrels, worried about what conditions you were forced to agree to, worried about her causing trouble!"

Rose wiped her lips, turned her head, and avoided the second feeding. Her tone was 'You don't take it seriously':

"You can ask the great detective. He and I, the two of us, are like servants, standing in the cold wind!"

"Twenty minutes!"

"Twenty long minutes! The "minute by second" that made me freeze my toes was blowing on my face, my neck, and along the collar to my arms! Time wraps me up! "

Roland was silent for a few breaths and sighed:

"This is the first time I am so envious of time."

Kingsley: Pfft.

How difficult it is to make a stiff-faced man laugh, you should know how angry Miss Snitch is.

Angry and ashamed.

"How can you talk like this! In front of a..." Rose was furious, "A, a..."

"In front of what?" Kingsley looked at the two of them and said quietly: "In front of someone - I think it must be a 'person' behind it, right? It can't be a dog or a crow, right?"

Rose had no time to answer him.

"Roland!"

The golden-eyed man waved his hand, straightened his chest, and said honestly: "From today on, call me 'One Minute, One Second'."

"I call you the biggest, filthiest bastard in London!"

"As long as it's big."

-

You wake up again.

"How heartless, Mr. Roland Collins, how heartless!"

"How can you reject a girl who loves you like this?"

"'Dawson? Can you promise me Dawson?', 'Sorry, you are not my Rose'."

"How can you say something so cruel and disgusting...?"

"Like a piece of frozen phlegm."

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Sometimes I always worry that something has happened if you suddenly become silent. But when you opened your mouth, I wanted to kill the me who was worried about you just now with a hammer.

"That girl is good-looking, powerful, and financially sound."

Roland said nothing.

"Um…"

"It seems like everyone around you is like this."

"Boring woman..."

"By the way, did you find out?"

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Herd?

"That's right. The ritualists of the Path of the Herd are scary, aren't they?"

-

Although I didn't see her fight with my own eyes...but facing such an enemy does require a long period of time to collect intelligence.

"The ritualist is not a fool."

The flames jumped a few times.

"Roland."

-

Um?

"You have to start preparing for the ring promotion ceremony."

-

I don’t feel ‘exuberant’ yet.

"The flame always burns up in an instant. You can't ask the flames in your soul to be as hot as a candle flame - also, what are you going to do with the ceremony after the third ring?"

Roland couldn't help feeling depressed when he thought of what happened on Jindao.

-

If I had known earlier, I would have replaced all the rituals before the tenth ring at once.

"You don't have enough 'money', idiot. You don't think that the roads beyond the Ten Crown Gods are really cheap like your uncle's mouth, do you?"

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I don't think it's that cheap.

Roland just finished answering this sentence and stared suddenly.

An invisible fold passed through the carriage, through Kingsley who knew nothing, and through Rose who was suddenly tense.

Go through him.

Then, he went further away without looking back.

"...Roland." Rose became serious almost instantly.

"Um."

"What's going on?"

Both she and he felt a strange power that was similar to "mystery" but more intense than it passed through the body and soul.

Roland could even detect the burning in his soul, which was blown away.

"...I feel something's wrong." Rose lowered her head, stared at her palms, clenched her fists, and then clenched her fists again.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But they just ‘know’.

Just like "knowing" that you need to drink water when you are thirsty and eat when you are hungry.

That's instinctive perception.

Kingsley on the side was confused and didn't understand that the two people who were bickering one second ago were as tense and alert as a cat with exploded fur at this moment.

"Kingsley."

"Roland?"

"You didn't feel anything was wrong."

"...Of course. Should I?"

Roland lowered his eyes.

Only the ritualist can detect it...

The waking world, or the sleeping world?

Innstown?

Or a nearby ceremony?

Roland was a little nervous.

This kind of large-scale power, far beyond Enid or Charles... no, I should say the power to crush them, really makes people unable to resist.

Who would have thought that someone could turn the ocean upside down and sprinkle it on land?

The most terrifying thing he had ever seen was the blockade of Bristol——

"Roland."

The flames in his sight slowly grew larger and gathered directly in front of him.

"Roland."

"I feel it."

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What?

"Same as your first time in Bristol."

it said.

"The kind of characteristics that change the surface but remain the same in essence——"

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You mean...

"It's just what you think."

Wrench told him.

"Another mystery box has been opened."

"And this time, the impact is greater than the previous two times..."

This is no longer just a ‘big’ issue.

Roland thought a little crazily.

According to the saint's style, it is not surprising that there is something hidden in the mystery box——

For example, a strange object that affects half the world?

Otherwise, how could the power hidden in it be so 'terrible'...

-

Is my perception wrong?

"No. You're just not crazy enough."

The flame suddenly became sharp.

"You should guess: For example, a strange object that changes the entire world...or something deeper."

-

Deeper?

"Like rules."

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Delise?

"You underestimate the 'Saint' too much, Roland. No, it should be said that you don't understand how terrifying she is at all - this woman may not have as much power as the servant of the gods, and in some aspects, her skills are not as sophisticated as those of the Immortal."

"But she presided over the ritual that put the gods to sleep..."

-

What…?

"It means that she may have gained some knowledge and secrets about gods and the world that no one knows..."

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Thirteen Mystery Box…

"I have to remind you, Roland."

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I understand, wrench.

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I will not let myself bear an extremely heavy responsibility and an unclear future just because of the unclear words in that mystery box. I'm not stupid. "

"I'm reminding you to get rid of the big bat quickly."

"It's the end of the world! Don't hesitate! Are you going to accidentally scratch the paper while you wait for her to wipe her butt?"

Roland:......

What on earth did Miss Nina leave for me?