The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 465 Ch.464 Planning

Xander Kratof fell into a dream.

She was under the church, on the lower level of the place where Roland had recovered from his injuries.

Louis Hyman told him that the news was just news, and the deal only ended here - he couldn't help Roland step into Holy Cross, and Hyman couldn't help an executive.

He said that Holy Cross would no longer send ritualists into that dreamland.

They discussed and considered informing other sects of this special situation——

That is to say.

Like paying to visit a madhouse.

Holy Cross prepares to use Xander Kratof to undo its losses.

"Maybe I thought the Holy Cross was too bad?" Louis looked jokingly: "Maybe, maybe they really want to introduce other sects, just to save a few ritualists including Kratof... Maybe? Maybe the Father of All Things Love them?"

"Don't blaspheme my God, heretic." Roland said lightly: "I think it's too late. I shouldn't have sent the Holy Cross ritualists into the dream in the first place - since other sects are so interested..."

Louis Heyman stared at Roland, as if his gaze penetrated his eyes.

"Look, Roland."

"I knew you were just like me."

"We are different... different... different..."

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Shut up.

"There are also such voices in the parliament. Guess why they didn't do this." Louis plucked his earrings and said in a calm voice, "I advise you not to get involved, Roland. That dreamland is definitely not simple."

"I don't know what your relationship is with Xander Kratof. In any case, it's not worth risking your life for a woman."

Louis Heyman curled his lips.

"Women are everywhere, Roland Collins."

In order to gain something, you should give up something at the same time.

Over the years, Louis Hyman has been learning all the time.

In his opinion, a good life and a particularly favored fate coaxed Roland into being too naive, so that he did not understand what true despair was.

"You'll always know I'm right."

He told Roland that since he didn't know anything about this matter from the beginning, he could continue to pretend that he didn't know anything about it - wait until Xander Kratof died, attend the funeral, cry a few times, and then he would have a tragic and tragic life. A past worth talking about.

‘You have no idea what I’ve been through! My teammate died in his dream! ’

This rhetoric is so wonderful, it adorns the skin like beautiful clothes.

"At the same time, I apologize for this deception, and I think Ms. Judia will also compensate you." Louis spread his hands: "A perfect approach. If you are a smart person, you should play the most promising role.

"A good boy who never gave up on his teammates, but was just deceived, wasn't he?"

Louis whispered, induced, or 'guided' Roland towards the path he had once taken.

A path chosen by smart people after assessing the situation.

"I occasionally try other roles. For example, ladies, wheels, cakes, city walls, etc." Roland stood up holding his cane, knocked twice on the carpet, and bent slightly: "Thanks, Louis. I think I know what to do. How to do it.”

He said goodbye and turned to leave.

The uncertain red-haired man was left behind.

Snap.

The door is closed from the outside.

Scented candles in the room flatter its discerning owner.

I opened the window, but still felt a little depressed.

Louis Heyman drummed his fingers on his knee.

There was a click.

The glass next to him was chopped into pieces by an invisible blade.

The fragrant entrails flowed from the table to the carpet, staining the gold of the wool red.

"madness."

he said.

"Naive and stupid."

He believed that Roland had obviously not experienced the real and extreme danger, and the 'danger' he had always experienced was just playing house with his captain who had a secret organ.

As it lay on the tray, it was marinated, sprinkled with spices, roasted and served.

Maybe then, he can really learn something.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance.

"Will fate always favor someone as stupid and naive as you?"

The man talking to himself narrowed his eyes, becoming more and more interested in the toy.

…………

…

Roland had a headache.

"I pretended to be big, now I'm embarrassed."

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How do I go underground.

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Injured again?

"Don't forget why you were injured last time - Holy Cross needs to show off to the big shots."

"Besides, what kind of injury do you think would require someone to go underground?"

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Hmm…

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Mental or spiritual problems?

"You can try taking off your clothes and dancing in front of the church."

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I didn't mess with you today.

Roland knew in his heart that since Enid didn't tell him what happened to Xander, it was impossible to get help from her now.

As for Fernandez…

It's hard to say whether he has such power in the church - considering Enid's side, Roland also thinks that the probability that he doesn't know Xander's situation is very small.

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I'm not a smart person.

"You're almost no longer a human being."

Roland:......

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I mean, I need some help. Mentally.

"Your little snitch can't help you. Has she learned multiplication now?"

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Maybe. But when it comes to stealing, Rose can probably be on par with the best scholars.

"That's right."

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We can't wait too long. Once the Holy Cross makes a decision, we will have to face ritualists from other sects.

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Stealing something and stealing a person are different in difficulty, but there is not much difference in essence.

"But stealing people is more exciting."

Roland:? -

Are you talking dirty again?

"I have to remind you, Roland. Shandel Kratov fell into an unknown dream. You should have heard from Louis Heyman about the fate of those ritualists - I know that my words are useless in this matter, but I still have to warn you."

"Be prepared to lose two lives."

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Mine, and yours.

"That's right."

"The rules have changed. We don't know whether the ritualists in the dream can wake up again..."

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I thought you would advise me to stay out of it.

The flames were still for a moment.

Then they burned violently.

"I've been telling you to stay out of this since the beginning! But you've always been involved in everything! I've discovered that you're not only a slut, but you're also a slut, you always pick on everything—"

I'm back.

The familiar feeling is back.

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This is more like you.

"You and I can only go to hell, slut cat. You'd better cherish my life."

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We'll live together until we're wrinkled, wrench.

"Only you can be wrinkled."

...

Roland plans to discuss this with Rose.

Considering his identity and the attitude of the church, some methods can't be so legal.

He thinks there's no problem with the first floor, and he can find a way to get in.

But the underground is obviously not that easy: he noticed last time that the path leading to the underground seemed to be controlled by someone, and there might be some rituals.

Just like the 'Whitehall'.

Roland walked out while thinking about it. At this moment, he would never have thought that an unexpected person would help him a lot.