The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 708 Ch.707 Thirty-pound bow

Few people heard the sound of "Mom", and no one would take it seriously.

In addition to the fact that Rose's dullness was exchanged for a few kind laughter and jokes, it was Yam Jones' smile.

I don't know what's going on.

She just has a good impression of this girl. Maybe it was because of the sound of "Mom", or maybe it was because she stood stupidly and waited for a long time, and Mu was stunned - in short, it was much better than the woman who was about to die of old age before.

"I don't remember having such a beautiful daughter. If I had, I would probably have to worry about her all day long."

Yam, who quickly adapted to his identity, apologized with several ladies and invited Rose to sit down.

She did not refuse the gift from the servant to bring in the door, but instead asked Rose's identity gently, asking how long she had known Roland-

"He told me yesterday that a short-haired girl named Rose would come to visit her door today. I think it's you, right?"

Yam was not as gentle as herself just now. Not only did she not express her opinions on Rose's "strange" hairstyle, she also didn't ask questions that might make her look ugly - such as where she went to school, what she learned, and what she would do.

‘I can steal all your shop in the blink of an eye’ – I will not hear this answer if I ask less or be careful.

"Roland said you helped him, both in Falkshire or in London. I still keep the letter he sent to me. If you don't believe it, I will find it for you next time."

They seemed to have known each other for a long time. As Yam adjusted the tone and rhythm, gradually, Rose adapted and her mouth began to whip.

Both women talked about Roland.

——Since Rose has not been officially ‘opened’ yet, few people have disturbed their chat.

Until the third lady came to visit.

Phuey Collins gloated: If he were a woman, he would never give Roland a good face after today.

Yes, Sindal Cratopher is here.

And at first glance, he was deliberately following Rose.

She wore a thick blue dress, with white lace holding it up at the undulating front, and a rose similar to her hair color was inserted on the wide-brimmed hat of the same color.

"Come from Basilden?"

"Not only today, Roland. I will be with you all the important days of your future life."

Randolph had already pulled Betris, who was unwilling to go to the shop next to buy candy.

He believed that if he stood with Roland for a few minutes, he would be in a big trouble that he could not escape.

Theresa agreed very much.

The two of them were talking dirty love words back and forth at the door.

Roland said, love words are fine, but never call Yam's 'mom' again.

"It seems I missed a big joke."

Sindal and Rose are different.

Many people can recognize her.

"The Father of All Things..."

First, someone whispered, pushed the salesperson away, and came to the door.

"Ri'an, Miss Crathof!"

"Day. May you be healthy and believers of your kindness." Xiandel replied gently.

"Yes, of course! I wish you the same! I still remember meeting the bishop a few years ago..."

If there is one, there is a second one.

Soon, Xiandel was surrounded by people.

Including Yam who chats with Rose at the round table.

Young and beautiful, with Roland's eyes full of.

Realizing last night's 'reminder', Yam Jones quickly matched the gray-haired girl with a certain name.

"Ri'an, Miss Sindal Cratopher."

She stepped forward to greet her, but didn't notice the suddenly changing colored face behind her.

Especially when they were chatting, someone who was about to be blind still looked at him with strange (provocative) eyes.

"…Yes, Ms. Jones. Roland and I are on the same squad, we are colleagues, teammates, and the ropes to save each other in times of crisis."

Xiandel politely declined the invitation to sit down and said that he would only talk a few words to avoid delaying Yam's more time.

"Roland and I are as close as a family. Madam, I wanted to find a better time to visit, but I was afraid of missing out on the day when Roland's career started..."

Yam couldn't help but smile.

After a few words, she found that the girl was too polite and good at speaking.

This greeting is gentle and kind, and it makes people feel warm clearly within the scope of politeness.

They brought up the Court of Justice, the Church, and talked about ordinary or extraordinary days.

In addition to being surprised, Yam was also mostly worried about Roland's safety.

At this time, Xiandell mentioned Enid, their presiding judge, saying that the great and selfless lady would take care of Roland and herself, and would never let them be in danger.

"But the mother will never feel at ease with her child..."

Yam sighed and asked 'inadvertently': "Forgive me offense, Miss Cratopher. Are the executives in the Inquisition more 'free' in their relationship?"

"There is no such statement, ma'am."

Xiandel seemed to want to give an example to explain, and two slender eyebrows pecked at the center of the eyebrows.

“Like our…”

She hesitated for a few times.

"I don't want to talk about anyone behind my back, so, ma'am, I can only tell you this: there is no such statement."

Yam knows it.

"I know why you asked that."

She said.

"Maybe you've heard a lot of rumors, but it's definitely not true. Those plots against the Inquisition are really blasphemous," the grey-haired girl was filled with anger, a hint of anger in her soft tone: "How could our presiding judge have with other boys... ”

She paused, and she couldn't continue to say this disgusting thing.

"Madam, we don't have this statement, and we never indulge in emotions..."

"You have to learn to distinguish. How can a woman have the energy to share the same love with seven or eight boys?"

It can be seen that she is maintaining Enid Jutiya and is eager to end the topic.

The beautiful and well-behaved face wrinkled in sorrow, anxious to find reasons to excuse his presiding judge.

This is a devout believer and a faithful executive.

The morality inherited from her blood and the influence she received since childhood made her hesitate between lies and loyalty and torture by her conscience.

Yam did not continue, and the two tacitly skipped the topic and talked about something else.

But Rose passed by and called Xiandel's name in surprise.

"Miss Xiandel Cratopher!"

She was extremely surprised and even stepped forward to grab Xiandel's wrist: "Didn't you make an appointment with me today and want to visit your home?"

Xiandel smiled faintly: "It's afternoon, Miss Rose."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Rose nodded, "Of course. If the lady agrees, I'll wait for you here? My father wanted to see you long ago and talk to you about the church..."

Seeing this, Yam hurriedly asked them to talk and not delay serious matters.

Xiandel was reluctant.

Especially her face that is very easy to misunderstand her age. After making this expression, Yam completely lost her resistance and repeatedly invited them to visit her. Next time, she would visit her real home.

Wait for someone to leave.

Yam came to Roland with a tired face and watched the two carriages go away.

"You didn't tell me yesterday about their relationship with you."

Roland was surprised: "I said it was a friend."

For the sake of the people around him, Yam still refused to reach out and pinch his nose: "No friend would speak like this, Roland. Tell me, you and Ms. Jutiya..."

Yam hesitated for a moment.

Roland hesitated for a moment.

The mother and son were silent for a long time among the hesitant twins.

In the end, the topic still failed to continue.

Yam knew that Roland wouldn't lie to her, but that didn't mean she would discuss these...inappropriate details with her children.

Roland has grown up.

It caught people off guard and grew up.

"You'd better pay attention."

"What should I pay attention to?"

"You know what I said," Yam reached out and adjusted his collar: "Dirty, Roland, possession and love. You don't think I can't see that today between Rose and Crathopher Contradictory?”

At this point, Yam Jones is much more experienced than Roland Collins.

Just like a man's innate desire to conquer.

"You haven't seen enough."

Yam sighed.

"But that Crathopher is more suitable for you than Rose."

Roland was not surprised that Yam said this.

If Xiandel wants to, she has the ability to please anyone.

He was surprised by the next sentence.

"Although I don't like her hair. Gray, aging color," Yam smiled. "I don't like her lies and her dagger that is drawn from her heart at any time."

She gently held Roland's palm and saw a hint of embarrassment on his face.

So, I really became happy.

"Look, you haven't seen enough."

Although Yam Jones doesn't like Enid Jutiya even more, he doesn't think that a woman with such temperament will really be with 'seven or eight boys' - plus the other party and this Crathover is all working in the same job...

Yam could understand what Sendal was hinting to her.

But she still believes that Sindall Crathof is more suitable for Roland than the green-eyed curly girl and the presiding judge.

A certain degree of viciousness and shrewdness can make people live a better life in this world.

"I'm not yet at the age to talk about marriage."

"Yes, I think I shouldn't have made old and decadent opinions on your private life," Yam joked: "You're tired today, aren't you?"

In addition to her and Collins, Roland also talked a lot of nonsense to those people today.

"I have to thank Mr. Taylor. Both Phuke and I. We went to that street, Roland, the house is so beautiful... I can't believe that I will have the opportunity to live in a palace-like house in my life..."

Yam chattered a little. Although he looked at it again and again, he went there many times, but he couldn't bear the excitement whenever he talked about it.

Who doesn't want to live a better life?

Roland said in a rough voice: "You have to thank you very much for your elegant and excellent Mr. Roland Collins."

Yam hit him and said funny, "Yes, yes, I want to thank you, Your Excellency Executive. I am afraid I will prepare breakfast and dinner for you for the rest of my life - is Mr. Taylor still at the door?"

Roland nodded.

"Oh! Come in quickly! How can you let the Tyler's gentleman wait outside..." After saying that, he stared at Roland suspiciously: "You promise there are no other girls, right? You only told me three names yesterday, right? No? We are planning to invite Mr. Taylor to the restaurant at noon…”

Roland shrugged, "If so, shoot me in the nose with a thirty-pound bow."

Just as he was talking.

A blonde girl got off the carriage and held two books wrapped in kraft paper. When he saw Roland, he greeted him briskly:

"Ri'an, Mr. Collins," Deloz greeted with a crisp voice, happily as a bird: "I wanted to come here like my sister."

Yam:...

Where is my bow?