The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 486 Ch.485 Temporarily over

Godion disliked Xander Kratof.

If asked what is more disgusting than the Inquisition, except for the cultists, every cultist who yearns for the radiance will spit out the same word: Executor.

The girl in front of me is the best proof.

She was supposed to have a bright future, but after only spending a few days in the Inquisition, she became indifferent to right and wrong and looked hateful: just like you can't make children who have already tasted matsutake and moss give up that matter——

Even if you lie to them every time and say that you and their mother are just 'discussing the sturdiness of the furniture'.

They pretended not to know, but in fact they had tried again and again secretly.

Until he comes home with red marks all over his body and passes it on to your wife.

Then your wife will pass it on to William, Daniel, Herrage, John, Matt, Leslie, James - James to you.

Such is the 'disease' of the Inquisition.

Uncontrollable and highly contagious.

An uncomfortable quality, a maddening paranoia.

The first few years were good, Godion thinks. Ten years to be specific, maybe less - but lately, in Enid Judith, in this Roland and Cinder, Godion has felt that uncomfortable paranoia and madness again.

A sharp blade that is hard to say is being controlled.

"I won't argue with you, child." Godion shook his head and stood up to leave: "You really deserve to go to the church, in the true glory of the Father of All. I understand and appreciate what the executive officer of the Inquisition has done. All the sacrifices made…”

"But you, child. It is true that you should come and pray to the Father of All and ask His grace to cleanse your no longer pure heart."

"That helps us move forward. Believe me, we're on the same path."

Xander stood up with him, stepped forward to pinch the pleats of her skirt, and bent her knees slightly.

"Oh, in your eyes, I don't think I should salute like this." She stretched out her hand to him: "To your ideals, Mr. Odel Godion."

The fierce-looking man looked at her silently for a few seconds, raised his arm, and touched the girl's finger perfunctorily: "For the sake of the bishop, my child, don't let me see you in the list of blasphemers one day. name--"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt some itching in his fingertips.

Just for a moment.

A wink.

It disappeared quickly.

Godion looked down at his palms, and then at Xander, who looked puzzled. He was silent for a moment, turned around, and bowed to Enid to say goodbye.

Click.

Boom.

As the door tongue returns to its position, a "field" that matches the room unfolds.

The woman who had not spoken during the entire process finally spoke:

"I will give all of your two full year's wages to the relatives of the five death ritualists." She glanced at the gray-haired girl who was about to speak threateningly, "Don't tell me 'They are not dead yet', Fairy Del Kratofer.”

she said.

"Now, tell me exactly what happened."

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Xander didn't hide the worm thing.

Perhaps she thought the presence of the worm was serious enough to notify her own inquisitor anyway—perhaps, she thought Roland wouldn't join her in lying to Enid.

In short, when this word was mentioned, Roland could clearly detect Enid's abnormality:

This was the first time that he felt the complex emotions of 'fear', 'worry' and 'surprise' from this powerful ritualist.

She was indeed surprised.

"You mean, worms?"

"Yes, Lord Judge."

"I almost forgot who your teacher was..." Enid looked at Xander like a street policeman looking at the gangster who made a fortune with blades and awls: "I thought you could escape from the dream, It won’t take too long.”

Xander pursed his lips, and the corners of his drooping eyes looked like a kitten soaked in the rain: "I thought you 'should know' that I was trapped in a dream..."

Enid: "Should I know?"

Xander: "Of course you shouldn't. If you know it but don't tell Roland..."

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you say.

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If I squat down a little lighter now.

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Get down.

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Arch like a worm across the room to the edge of the window.

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Tear open the field and jump down.

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Will they find out?

"I have no idea…"

"But you might as well give it a try."

"I kinda want to see you thrusting your butt up and down on the carpet."

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The patterns on the carpet are so beautiful.

"It's not as pretty as the Taylor's."

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Why do you think cigars are addictive?

"nicotine."

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What?

"It's okay if you don't understand, but please don't ask."

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If I had a silent carriage, I would put a table in it that could be used comfortably while lying down.

"Your fortune can buy a carriage that can ride across London."

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I'm going to ask Randolph... about real estate by the way.

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Did you know?

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I recently discovered that milk candy is delicious.

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Milk... What do you think the milkman thinks about every day when he works?

"You can ask a woman who works in Flower Street. They do similar work."

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If you say this, I won't be able to eat milk candy anymore.

Someone who was wandering in the world started a series of irrelevant conversations with his dirty deputy head.

Until the room became quieter and quieter.

Until he found out.

Two pairs of eyes were silently staring at himself in a daze.

"There is definitely something wrong with that dream," Roland said without changing his expression: "As you mentioned, it can make people get lost——"

Enid: "We were talking about worms."

Roland paused and changed his words as if nothing had happened: "Yes, worms. Like humans, those things are indeed terrifying... In fact, you didn't even talk about worms."

Enid:…

Xander: I love him so much.

In short, Enid did not go into too much detail about the origin of worms, this weird 'creature' that was not a foreign species.

She just told Roland and Xander how to avoid being parasitized by worms, and how to recover in time after being parasitized: some polar sun rituals or holy water can dispel and eliminate these curly curses that are afraid of lightning and storms.

What's really terrifying about them is their rapid and never-ending proliferation, as well as the bewildering and out-of-nowhere power in their curling and squirming bodies.

Xander and Roland will obviously not be their targets.

Enid dared to affirm that the so-called bewitchment would never be able to fill the holes in their hearts and the desires in their souls - just like the worms could not fulfill her wishes, they could not use these means to manipulate and corrupt Xander and Roland.

To a certain extent, her two good men may be more troublesome than worms.

"After bathing in the holy water, stay at home and reflect on how many rules you have violated..."

She had to report this to Holy Cross - worms were the enemy of all living things, and no one would be stupid enough to hide such a thing out of position and hatred.

At least she won't.

What's more, it can also cause some trouble for those old guys.

Enid stood up, took out several golden glass tubes from her bag and placed them on the table. She glanced at Roland and then looked at Xander with a warning look.

"Stay home means, stay in your respective homes."