The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 455 Ch.454 The Disappearance of Xander Kratof

Fernandez is doing well here.

With his personality, he might be able to do well anywhere - this goes back to the previous problem. If he, Roland and Little Candle were thrown into the street, he would probably be the best off.

Those "slightly modified" stories were enough for him to publish several books.

"Let me chat casually. Some social interactions are necessary...right?"

He took Roland to the side lawn and found a deserted corner.

Sit on the floor.

"I think you have no problem." Roland put down his cane.

"It's no problem," Fernandez shrugged: "But Lady Enid hinted that I can stay longer - the food here is pretty good, there is a small piece of meat every day, and the bread is soft enough."

"The Inquisition has not had much mission recently."

"There are not tasks every day," Fernandez pulled a piece of grass and held it in his mouth, laughing at his rookie deputy: "If there was endless work to do every day, Roland, the big shots would be unable to sit still."

If the executive officers were too busy to sleep, most of London would have fallen.

"I heard from Enid that there are cultists wandering around the city recently?"

"Ah, there is a little bit of scum." Fernandez said with an expression of 'I knew you heard it from her': "The people from the Maelstrom are dealing with it. But you, when did you come back? Your...you Yes, that lady, did you come back?"

"Her name is James Jones."

"Of course I know her name." Fernandez said angrily, "I found a place for you to live in the first place."

Roland said quietly: "That thatched cottage with air leakage."

Fernandez: ...

"Okay, are you going to take revenge now?" He tapped Roland's forehead with his thick finger and pushed him back a few times: "You heartless boy! If it weren't for me..."

Roland's eyes were cold, he gently grasped his index finger, lowered it, and said gloomily:

"This is not the case anymore, Fernandez. Ever since I heard the truth, that sublime whisper... I knew that one day, one day, I would fall into a coma when I should be fighting, leaving you alone. , pitifully and hopelessly facing the surging wave of monsters..."

"So that you can brag later."

Fernandez: ...

With a sullen face, I wanted to laugh, but felt that I would lose if I laughed.

"I won't cooperate with your acting..." He muttered a few words and rubbed his face with his big hands. In the end, he couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

"Why do you act like a lunatic all day long? If making people laugh was a ritual, you should have become immortal long ago."

He pulled out the grass root and threw it away, then picked up a new one and held it in his mouth.

"Did you come here specially to visit me, or did you just drop by?" Suddenly thinking of this, the man looked suspiciously and looked Roland up and down: "You didn't even bring a basket of cakes or flowers."

"flower?"

"You are visiting a patient."

Roland scratched his arm, grabbed a handful of weeds from his knees and handed it to Fernandez.

Fernandez: ...

My deputy is really a bastard.

"Okay, you can't do anything good with me, right?" Fernandez took the bunch of weeds, kneaded them into balls with his fingers, and flicked them on Roland's nose, "I guess you came here for 'influence', Yes or no?"

"Influence?"

"Ah, yes. You should have noticed it too." Fernandez pressed his knees, moved forward slightly, and became serious: "Something has changed the rules of the sleeping world."

He didn't know about the mystery box.

"Lord Enid, including the big shots, it's time to understand - we are also talking today, maybe this means an end and a new beginning."

Fernandez didn't think of a question, or maybe he thought of it, but he didn't think Roland had such an important status——

That is:

Roland met Enid.

Didn't he hear the answer to this secret from Enid's lips?

Fernandez thinks not.

Enid Judea is the presiding judge, and even if she is optimistic about Roland, she will not easily tell him this kind of secret that has not yet been decided whether to spread.

Therefore, he believed that Roland came today because of this 'unusual feeling', asking where the power passing through the body came from and what it meant -

He guessed wrong.

Roland had heard the answer from Enid.

And said something else.

"Of course, Fernandez. I'm a little uneasy, about that strange power..." Roland followed what he said, listened to his mysterious side stories, and warned himself to be honest for a while, at least until he 'discharge'——

After that, Roland asked about Kratof.

"Kratofer?"

Fernandez frowned slightly: "Isn't she undergoing a ring promotion ceremony? I remember, she seemed to have mentioned it?"

"This was the case before I left." Roland shook his head: "We agreed on a time. But now, the time has passed. I went to the church, and they said that Bishop Gary Kratofer had been away from London for many days and was not with his granddaughter. ”

"Where I lived before arriving in Xander, there was no trace of life in the room."

"so…"

Fernandez knew what Roland was worried about, and patted him on the shoulder: "No one in London has the ability to let our former candidate for the Saint disappear quietly - I admit, he can kill the second ring. There are many people doing the ceremony.”

"You have to do it quietly so no one notices..."

"That's impossible, Roland. I can say this," Fernandez said confidently, "Even Lady Enid couldn't kill Cinder Kratov without being discovered by anyone."

People are different.

Just like the girl who died on the ice lake, and the equally clumsy Beatrice Taylor.

The former had nothing until death, while the latter had everything since birth.

The same is true for ritualists.

Fernandez hinted to Roland that Cinder Kratov was carrying a special object: it could not save her life, but it could prevent the murderer from hiding his identity before she died.

This is consistent with Roland's speculation about ritualists from some big families.

However.

Why didn't her grandfather give her some protective objects?

Fernandez could only answer half of Roland's question.

"Using magical items comes at a price. The more powerful it is, the more expensive it is to use - sometimes it is difficult to tell whether the magical item is protecting you or devouring you."

"Secondly..."

Why didn't Gary Kratov give his granddaughter something to save her life...

This involves something that cannot be mentioned.

"I told you that people on the "Saint" path are all crazy." Fernandez's face gradually darkened: "I mean, real, derogatory, disgusting, crazy people. "

He expressed his concern for his subordinates, but sent Roland away on the grounds that 'maybe she is at a critical moment in the ceremony'.

He is just a fourth ring, where can he find Shandel?

Fernandez sighed and got up from the lawn.

Looking at Roland's back as he left.

'Sorry.'

He muttered softly.

'I don't know what Lady Enid is thinking...'

But his life was saved by Enid Jutia, and compared to Roland, Shandel Kratov...

Fernandez lowered his eyes slightly, and the man standing quietly in the sunlight made a cross.

May the Father of All Things bless...