The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 78 Ch.78 Dance, dance!

This was not any dance move Roland had ever seen.

It’s no less than any kind of dance move.

They spin and spin.

Jump, lift your legs, hold each other's hands.

Wine, bonfires, ashes, singing.

Everything is spinning and jumping, and the colorful colors are gradually distorted into blurry patches of color.

I couldn't see or hear clearly. I could only keep shouting "come on" and "come on and dance".

The beats are scattered and disorderly, but they always make people step on them. The flames shot upward, burning the pain of the dancers - burning away the mundane and annoying things, leaving only happiness and ups and downs of laughter.

Mrs. Pacetti was spinning.

Fernandez is spinning.

Xander Kratof spins.

Roland was spinning too.

The hem of Pasetti's skirt clung to his calves, and Xander's hair tangled in his arms.

Fernandez looked up like a drunken old drunkard, giggling while clapping his hands and singing, stamping his boots on the floor in time.

Reason is stirred like a bowl of smooth and viscous egg liquid.

Everyone knew something was wrong, but no one cared.

He looked down at her and she looked up at him.

Then giggled.

'are you happy? ’

‘So happy! ’

‘Where are the worries? ’

‘Where are the worries! ’

‘That’s right! ’

‘Dance…let’s dance, let’s dance! ’

‘It’s wonderful! ’

When the passion for life is integrated into dance, and when happiness lingers on the skirt and fingertips, those who move with it will surely taste the unique happiness of the dancer.

The men and women in the house danced gracefully, participating in a crude but appropriate private dance.

The dancer's claws retracted and turned into five slender fingers;

Its paws disappeared into the earth and reappeared as a pair of round-toed black leather shoes;

Black liquid squirmed on its pitch-black torso, condensing into an expensive and gorgeous black-bottomed long-tail dress with dark flowers.

He danced happily, and everyone in the room danced happily;

He danced rapidly, so the beat also became rapid;

The highly difficult moves he made were 'infected' to others, so they also learned those amazing artistic moves.

The dance floor was buzzing with laughter and high-fives, making the night noisy and joyful.

The excitement seemed not to be in the outer suburbs, but in the center of the town, in a salon full of carriages.

finally.

At the end of a dance, he conjured up a top hat from nowhere, clasped it on his chest, and bowed toward the window.

The shadow with long arms and legs quickly disappeared outside the window.

As a result, the stirred emotions in the living room gradually calmed down.

calm down.

Stop.

Then, they looked at each other.

Fernandez let go of the middle-aged maid without embarrassment - she was lying in the priest's arms, hugging his neck and trying to raise her legs high.

Xander held Roland's waist. The blushing girl couldn't care less about her shyness. The scene in front of her was enough to make her laugh out loud:

Because Mrs. Passetti had a gauze scarf hanging down on her head, her long skirt was in a mess, and she found a candle in her hand at some point or another and waved it around like a stick...

"cough."

Fernandez turned away and buttoned up his shirt.

Several other people also lowered their heads and arranged their clothes.

When the maid reacted and tried to block Kate Pacetti with her body, Roland and Fernandez had already turned their backs to them and Xander.

"It's quite difficult, Fernandez."

"Shut up, Roland."

Fernandez cursed under his breath.

Xander, who was arranging his clothes on the side, suddenly said:

"Have you noticed that there is something extra in your head?"

Fernandez was stunned.

"What's more?"

There is nothing more, except the unbearable memory just now... and so on.

dance.

It's dance.

That dance just now…

"I've never learned to dance."

At this point, Xander is obviously sharper than Fernandez.

She glanced at the annoyed Pasetti and the stern-looking maid, raised her arms, and made some sort of dance gesture.

"But now, I seem to be born with it..."

That's right.

A dance is engraved in their brains in a strange way.

…

"Type: Pas de deux (unnamed)"

"You have learned some unnamed pas de deux."

"You can dance with your sister who has a husband."

"You can also dance with idiots with low intelligence."

"Or bat-hopping with Stitch Rabbit."

…

-

I'd jump on your face if I could.

"Roland doesn't love me anymore."

-

If I love you, can I dance on your face?

Learning a dance is not a bad thing.

The premise is that teachers are human beings, not alien species.

When the crow came back, his face was almost black.

He probably...

Not idle either.

Roland thought to himself that no wonder there was no movement outside.

Fernandez even approached him seriously and asked him what kind of dance he had learned, and whether he danced with trees...

The two almost had a fight in the living room.

…

Midnight, Fernandez's guest room.

The four of them sat at the table to dine, and both Fernandez and Crow looked bad - not because of the friendly exchanges in the living room, but because of this new alien species that had never been recorded...

A bit troublesome.

"Tell me, Roland, what can you think of?"

At this time, Fernandez did not forget the ‘important task’ Enid had entrusted him with.

Roland thought for a while: "...I remember that Mrs. Kate Pacetti didn't say before that the alien could teach people to dance, right?"

Fernandez nodded: "Continue."

"If she wasn't lying about this..."

Roland held the spoon and let the other end hang down in the veal soup, stirring it around.

"The answer lies with us?"

"yes…"

"'Field'?" "

After saying that, there was silence in the room.

The crow stared at him pitifully for a long time, then suddenly turned towards Fernandez: "He is ten times smarter than you."

"How did he calculate it?"

-

I'm thinking about this too.

Fernandez rolled his eyes: "If Roland is like me, why do I need to use the double court?"

After saying that, the priest continued to guide Roland with some encouragement: "Yes, it is the venue. Is there any more?"

Why can the alien attack easily pass through the two courtyards and affect them...

Before they arrived, it had never shown its ability to teach people to dance...

Roland slapped his wrist:

"Fernandez, are you going to tell me that it has become stronger because of the "field"...? "

etc.

The ritualist draws the "secret" from the world of sleep and uses the "secret" to build the "field".

So for alien species, being in the "field" is almost the same as being in a temporary sleep world.

“Is it absorbing the mystery of Fernandez’s ‘field’? "

"So before we came, it was just knocking on the door. But with the "field", it became different. "

"That's why it used the power it absorbed to control the Double Court Ceremony in a short period of time...Is this possible?"

Snap, snap.

Xander smiled and clapped his hands twice.

Crow: "He's twenty times smarter than you, Dwinson."

-

I feel like this is not a compliment to me, but a way of saying that Fernandez is a monkey.

"You feel right."

"Does the executive never suffer?"

"It's not control, Roland, it just confuses its identity with mine. This alien species has the power to absorb and confuse other people's "secrets", so Shuangting did not intercept its attack..."

Fernandez tapped the table lightly: "Starting from tomorrow, we cannot set up the scene and try not to use any rituals."

After saying that, he turned to the crow again.

"What ring is it on?"

Crow turned his head and looked into the air. After taking a few breaths, he said, "No higher than the second ring."

Fernandez pondered for a moment and agreed: "It feels the same to me. The unique talent of the alien species, the second ring... has such terrifying power... Roland, Kratof, starting from tomorrow, you don't have to protect Kate Pacetti. ”

To him, these two people were certainly more important than a mistress.

After speaking, Fernandez stood up and carried the box in the corner of the room.

"Crow, we can't wait any longer."

"We have to do it as soon as possible."

"This alien species is too dangerous."