The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 68 Ch.68 The angel who grows up slowly

Cherry's 'reason', she just said it, and Roland also listened to it.

Just like his naturally sensitive hearing and sense of smell, a blind man living in a workhouse definitely has the most basic sense of human nature - good and evil...

Especially susceptibility to malevolence.

It was enough that Roland felt no malice in Mrs. Chloe.

But to be honest, if you ask him to call Yam 'mom', he will be able to say it.

But it's a bit difficult for him to call Cherry 'sister' and act as a younger brother to others.

After all, he has grown up and is a man.

"You know, 'I am a man after all', this sentence will only appear in the mouths of two kinds of people."

"The first type is an immature brat."

"The second type is an idiot who is about to take on responsibilities that he shouldn't have to bear, and will be in bad luck."

"What kind are you?"

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Nonsense.

"What kind are you?"

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Just be quiet for a moment, Wrench.

Today, a certain guy doesn’t have too much of an overreaction to the name ‘Wrench’. It thinks that Roland is good no matter what (after all, he took care of it), but the naming is not good enough.

It also gave Roland advice not to name his children himself in the future.

"Why don't you name yourself Wrench?"

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Did not have time.

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‘Roland’ was named by Yam.

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If I could do it myself, maybe...

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Mars sounds better? -

Mars Collins.

"Come on, God of War."

"Are you related to strength?"

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Isn’t a name a kind of beautiful wish for oneself?

"Then your name should be Brett."

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…You’re so annoying.

Speaking of Yam, Roland remembered that when he was a child, he had asked her how babies were born.

Yam said at the time that the baby was picked from a tree vine by a woman while shopping.

There will be little swaddling clothes growing on them, and the women will choose the ones that are good to them, or take away the ones they like.

She also said that she snatched Roland back from a large group of women and it took a lot of effort.

Roland felt quite proud for a while.

Until he 'witnessed' the deeds of the directors from the mouth of a certain child.

The smoke filling the sky, the vulgar laughter, the wine sliding down the back and between the buttocks, and...

Crazy stuff.

He believed that those shy men would never pick swaddling clothes from the trees and vines.

So what Yam said was a lie.

Then, he grew up.

"Don't spend money frivolously, little Roland." Cherry reminded her softly, looking at the shiny skirts on the dance floor, "After this period of time, I will start to help you 'operate' - when the time comes, you will become a small businessman." Celebrity playwright, you don’t have to do these dangerous jobs anymore.”

Roland pondered for a moment and nodded: "Thank you..."

Cherry rolled her eyes at him.

In fact, it is not difficult to find someone to write poems or short plays.

The difficult part is how it is sent to the theater and how it is performed many times in the most famous places nowadays, and then it is recognized by the public and becomes famous.

What Cherry Chloe wanted to do for him was never as simple as it sounds.

Not many people have this ability.

"I found that your temper is quite similar to that of my brother. You like something, but you will never ask for it. Until I see it, I give it to him."

"He reluctantly accepted it and thanked me."

"And I have to add: 'I think it's good, don't you like it?'"

She spoke in a rough voice, imitating men's speech, which made Roland laugh.

"Yes, that's tsundere."

Cherry couldn't see the wrench, otherwise she would have agreed ten thousand times.

"It's not good. You have to change it slowly, Roland. Little by little,"

She was still staring into the distance, as if she was not very familiar with Roland, "You are a man. If you want something, grab it and fight for it. Whether it is a profit-seeking businessman or a man who controls power. Politicians, and even the relatively aloof art profession…”

“The destinations for all industries are actually in the same place.”

"I envy men. I also see the shadow of my brother in you."

"So Roland, I want you to get better."

She turned to look at Roland, then turned back to the dance floor, her tone extremely serious: "I won't hurt you."

Cherie Chloe has a beautiful profile.

When she looked at somewhere calmly, the alluring fragrance slowly spread out from her body, which was completely different from that of a young girl.

This burgundy lazy rose was withered and shriveled in front of Mingsi Chloe.

But around Roland, when he inadvertently noticed, the petals would always bloom in perfect harmony.

Her eyes, which were always looking forward to something, hid her shaky emotions, and her lips were slightly pursed.

But this gesture that can arouse the imagination of the most gentleman of men is like a shooting star that rarely penetrates the night - its original intention is not to satisfy anyone's wishes, nor does it hope that anyone will be satisfied.

It just passed over the heads of countless people who made wishes, and it just passed by indifferently with its own little emotions.

"I believe you..." Seeing the woman's glance, Roland immediately changed his words, "Cherry."

Cherry picked up a glass of champagne from the long table next to her and handed Roland the fruit wine.

"You are the most conflicted person I have ever met."

"Cautious and bold, calm and impulsive, rebellious but greedy to absorb the rules of the game, cautious and tentative like a mouse stealing food." The impression Roland gave to Cherry was actually shattered in that cult case -

It's not that she didn't think Roland would save her.

On the contrary, if Roland was an "ambitious" man, he would definitely save her life when the opportunity arose.

She was surprised that Roland actually lent a hand to Beatrice, but allowed the villain to hurt the ladies in the room.

You know, in that room, there were many women whose husbands held power and even she had to be cautious about them.

Not only that.

After that, Roland also wrote to her specifically to tell her:

In order to avoid retaliation, he would not publicize her killing of the cultists everywhere; but at the same time, Roland did not hide the facts and reported the whole process to the court of justice...

This is not "manly" at all.

At least, it is much more interesting than the standard man that Cherry Chloe has ever seen: Mince Chloe.

An executive officer, defeated by the cultists, escaped with the help of a woman.

And it was the fragile woman who killed the enemy.

He himself was seriously injured and dying.

This is not a "man".

It is not excellent.

If he tells others, many women will be "disappointed" in him - if he is a noble, the saying of "escaping under the skirt" will be enough to be on his head for a lifetime.

If, if he can "slightly" modify the process...

polish it a little, and cleverly switch the role of killing the cultists.

But he didn't.

Cherry found that Roland didn't care at all.

He was very calm.

This is also true.

This is strange.

Whether it is an orphanage or a pharmacy, can people have such a special personality?

The "strangeness" he showed always has a sense of careless alienation.

Of course, Cherry Chloe didn't dislike it at all.

Who doesn't like to be respected?

For example, Roland once thought he had hidden it well, and hinted to her in a roundabout way:

‘How can a woman control her own wealth? ’

Sincere little fool.

Cherry glanced at the boy who was frowning and trying the fruit wine bit by bit, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

The boy who wants to help me.

I will help you too.

Believe me.

“I will be away for a while recently, and I may not receive the letter.” Roland didn’t know what the woman next to him was thinking, and suddenly reminded, “You can continue to send, but the reply will have to wait until later.”

“Why, your boss asked you to do something dangerous again?”

“Father of all things! Which dangerous thing was not done by your dear little Roland himself?”

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Speak nicely.

Roland shook the wine glass in a serious manner.

It made Cherry giggle.

What is the point of shaking the fruit wine, a man who can’t see anything.

“No, Mr. Devinson is leading the team, it should be safe.” This is the first real mission since Roland joined the Tribunal. "We need to go to West Manlis."

Cherry hesitated: "Story..."

I have to say, she likes Roland's 'deviant' story.

This is much more interesting than the commissioner going to the black market to buy banned books.

Roland sighed, feeling that this lady had become a little clingy since some time: "Maybe only five or six days, Cherry."

Cherry's eyes were bent with laughter: "Without your story, Collins, how would Cherry Chloe spend the lonely and unbearable nights..."

Roland tilted his head slightly.

Even though he was blind, he could still feel the burning gaze on his face.

"Your body-"

"Mr. Snow is an excellent doctor." When talking about health, Cherry was stunned and shook her head, "No other treatment is needed for the time being... probably."

For the time being...

Roland frowned: "I hope to see him after I come back."

The identity of the church and the executioner of the Tribunal may allow him to stay here for a while longer.

Or it can be regarded as a request...

I don't know if it is possible.

"You know, you're growing up." Cherry knew what he meant as soon as she heard it. She put down her wine glass and tapped her palm with the fan head, looking particularly happy: "You've learned to use power, Mr. Angel."

Roland bowed gracefully: "You taught me well, ma'am."