The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 82 Ch.82 Nostalgia

Fernandez's chest rose and fell. He closed his eyes and felt for a moment. He then put away his gun and spoke slowly: "Check the surroundings, Crow. I'm going to confirm the safety of the target."

When he pushed the door open, he glanced at Roland and Xander first, followed by Kate Pacetti.

"I suppose it will never disturb your life again, ma'am."

Fernandez flexed his wrist.

The continuous gunfire half an hour ago made his wrist sore, and using that special power also made him mentally exhausted.

There was a winter chill about him.

"Please rest assured that we will conduct three re-examinations in accordance with the standards. However, you should go to the church again in the future..."

Fernandez and Mrs. Passetti talked quietly, looking back at Roland and Xander from time to time.

After a while, the woman bent her knees to them, turned around and went upstairs.

"She said she wanted to thank you for listening to her past."

Fernandez pulled out his chair, picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He rubbed his face with his big hands and pressed his temples: "...What did you all talk about?"

"We talked about Fernandez de Vinson's promise not to let an apprentice face aliens and then used his ability to almost let him break into the battlefield."

Fernandez: ...

How the hell did I forget this.

The man cursed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he acted as if nothing had happened. He snorted in a measured tone: "You think I didn't expect it? With Kratof here, Roland, it's impossible for you to say it will happen."

"He is calm on the surface, but actually he is panicking to death."

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I feel like it.

"It should be hard."

"...So that's it." Roland suddenly realized, and added: "Then I should tell Ms. Enid, thanks to Miss Xander Kratover. Since Archbishop Kratover saved me last time, he has also returned from I haven’t come to thank you yet—I think we’ll do it together this time.”

Fernandez: "Roland."

Roland: "I don't know what kind of thank-you gift to prepare..."

Fernandez: "Roland."

Roland: "Maybe a pair of deerskin gloves..."

Fernandez: "Roland, a meal."

Roland: "Monocle...Kratov, does the Archbishop wear glasses?"

Fernandez: “A meal at a fancy restaurant.”

Roland: "Alas..."

Fernandez: "A week."

Roland: "I think, let's wait a little longer."

Xander covered his mouth with one hand and pressed his stomach with the other, laughing until he stopped breathing.

With an annoyed look on his face, Fernandez poked Roland's forehead hard with his stubby index finger, and then turned to ask Kratof.

It’s the same problem as before.

Xander briefly repeated what Passetti had said before.

At this time, the crow came in from the door swinging the mask.

"Really? No wonder it was written in the report..." Fernandez muttered a few words. After raising his hand to push the utensils on the table, Roland dug out a wooden box from the luggage under the cupboard.

Put it on the table.

The whole wooden box was filled with gold when opened.

Even the long rivets used to fasten it were made of gold mixed with some kind of metal.

"A few magical items are active. Gold can provide a weak insulation. Also, don't be greedy for the idea of ​​​​taking the gold in the box. Once discovered, it will be a serious crime." Roland said to himself while opening the box.

Fernandez was very satisfied: "I was just about to ask. You remember it very well... You did a good job this time."

"He doesn't seem to be doing anything except resting in the house." Crow squinted his eyes, put the mask into the box, and said something sinister.

Now, not only does he have a strange smell, but he is also filled with gunpowder smoke.

The spirit was gone.

"He's just an apprentice," Fernandez shrugged: "You did nothing on your first mission, Crow."

"When I went on my first mission, I was 'participated' in the operation to suppress alien species, 'Captain' Devinson. I remember it was an echidna?"

The crow means something.

"If you insist on saying so." Fernandez turned around and looked at him with interest, "Roland Collins' first mission should be in Lord Mince Chloe's salon."

"In that saloon."

"He cooperated with Mrs. Chloe and killed a cultist who entered the ring."

Xander smiled and patted his hands gently on the side, cheering: "That's great, Collins."

crow:……

The ritualist with a distorted face ponders internally:

If you want to belittle Roland, you have to elevate a woman's status in that battle; but if you want to belittle women, you have to admit that Roland Collins did play a key role.

He despised women and hated Roland Collins, who was attracted by Enid.

After thinking for a while, the crow spoke softly: "Maybe the cultist is stupid enough, Devinson."

"I guess you will say the same thing." Fernandez said with an expression of 'I guessed it', and shook his head: "Come on, even if you are a madman, I guarantee that you will not find a few people who dare to confront the ritualists. 's apprentice."

"not to mention…"

Fernandez lowered his gaze and glanced at the man's legs...

The pearl between.

It’s self-evident what it implies.

"I really can't find them, because they're all dead, Dwinson."

Crow glanced at Roland who was smiling but said nothing, roughly pushed the gold box to them, and turned to leave. "I will conduct a second re-examination tomorrow. I really hope I don't have to ride the same carriage back with you..."

Fernandez ignored Crow, or it should be said that he had long been used to this person.

After he put the mask in place, he wrote a note and pressed it on the bottom of the box.

"We will conduct several re-examinations. If everything goes well, we will be able to return by car soon." He looked at Xander and asked casually: "How many missions is this for you, Kratof."

"The fifth time, Captain Dwinson."

Xander smiled: "I am honored to work with you and see your heroic appearance, the owl of the Inquisition."

"W-What... Xiao?"

This was the first time Roland heard such a title.

Xander glanced at Fernandez, and after the other party nodded incomprehensibly, he continued to explain: "That is Mr. Dwinson's title - a title that can only be obtained by high-level people or ritualists who possess secret organs... "

Roland blinked: "So, the purpose of the title is..."

"It has no effect other than letting your enemies know you and become more vigilant." Fernandez patted Roland on the shoulder and took him away.

He didn't seem to like this 'title' that was placed over his head like a target.

It's of no use.

"I possess a secret organ... You don't have access to these yet. After a while, I will apply to Lady Enid for you to open some banned books." Fernandez said casually.

Talking about secret organs is a huge topic.

"Mysterious highly condensed substance..."

"It is rare even among ritual practitioners, extremely rare..."

Xander turned to face Roland: "I have also looked for it, but unfortunately, it is too precious."

"The bishop is not there yet, Kratof." Fernandez joked: "Your talent is already more precious than the secret organ."

Roland seemed not to hear the conversation between the two, and stared at the mask intently.

Some white mist gushes out from the box, gradually submerging the table, ankles, and even the living room and the three talking faces...

‘You will have a chance to witness the past of highly mysterious items with your own eyes. ’

"Nostalgia" was triggered.