The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 9 Ch.9 Madman Rose

Rose kept her promise, and so did Roland.

The next evening, when he passed by the restaurant, he took away a few knives and forks, a can of pepper, and took out a few cufflinks and two bow ties from the wardrobe.

After waiting for the people in the house to disappear again, they came to the backyard.

Throw a stone first.

No response, wait a few minutes.

Throw another stone.

back and forth.

He stood under the wall for a long time until a stone fell at his feet.

Thrown in from outside the wall.

"...Rose?"

It was Rose who responded to him, but she was a little angry: "You blind man! This is not a backyard at all!"

Roland was stunned.

"This is the side entrance, side entrance. The backyard goes around a circle to the west. Do you know how long my people have been waiting!"

It only shows that you are truly trustworthy.

Roland wrapped the things in his coat, rolled them into a ball, and threw them out with all his strength.

The coat fell apart in the air.

There was a clanking sound outside the wall.

"I could have rolled in you idiot! I almost got a knife stuck in the face-!!"

The frustrated girl stamped her feet.

"The eyes cannot see, and even the head is as stupid as a donkey..." She muttered for a while, and Roland suddenly felt something moving above his head, and quickly took a few steps back——

The visitor landed silently, and only he who was so close could hear the faint creak of his feet on the lawn.

Like a cat.

She turned inside.

"I see, this wall can only stop the cripple." Rose said proudly, hunched over, and hid behind Roland warily, looking left and right. After waiting for a while to see no one, he stretched out and sat on his chair.

"Not even a blind man can stop him."

Roland:......

"Where have all the servants gone?"

"At this time every day, they have to go to a place to pray." Roland said.

"Pray? To whom?" Rose crossed her legs and carelessly fiddled with the drop-shaped sapphire on her finger - it was much smaller than the one on the brooch that Roland returned to her, but it was indeed pointed. .

"Father of All."

"…who?"

Rose seemed not to hear clearly and asked again in a strange tone.

"Father of All...?"

Roland wasn't sure, that's what Seth said.

"No believer would pray to the Father of All Things at night." The female thief seemed not to be wearing 'work clothes' today, and her soft soles made a very soft sound on the lawn. "You don't believe in any illegal religion, do you?"

She was reminding him.

"Yes." Roland responded nonchalantly. "Maybe so."

Rose didn't shy away from it, and her tone was frivolous: "It's a pity to have such a beautiful face burned. Don't say I didn't tell you, Roland, I have seen people burned to death - what are they called... persistent... execution Officer...? Anyway, they don’t care who you are.”

She circled Roland twice and put something into his hand.

A sharp gemstone, a vellum letter, a vial of liquid.

"In the envelope is the female cat's beard. You don't know how hard I tried to scratch her." Rose shook her newly made curly hair, but suddenly remembered that the other person was blind, and she was a little frustrated. "...Anyway, we are clean, pretty face. I did everything you asked. If you are caught, don't tell me."

Roland was quite curious about where she got the lamp oil.

"Look at the oil in the lamp where a woman has been crying all night?"

Rose joked: "The girl who made her first shining appearance in Noti's Golden Lamp all had this experience. I hid in the closet, stared at her and cried for half the night. When the man left, I bought her two pieces of bread—— ***(expletive) She makes money so easily, I don’t know what to be pretentious***(expletive)”

Roland squeezed the glass bottle in his hand and frowned: "Nuoti Golden Lamp..."

Rose approached Roland with a smirk, leaned forward with her hands behind her back, and stared at him with her light green eyes: "I think you are quite suitable for the Nuoti Golden Lamp. The most beautiful person there is not even half as good as you." Woolen cloth."

Roland blinked and took a step forward without warning - if Rose hadn't dodged quickly, the two faces would have almost collided.

She fell over and sat down on the grass.

"You're so rude!"

A smile appeared on Roland's face, and he stretched out his hand in a certain direction, "To your regret, I did pass by the Nuoti Golden Lamp."

Snapped.

Hands are opened.

"You think I don't know..." Rose pouted, and as she stood up, she secretly stepped on the toe of Roland's shoe with the sole of her shoe. "You were not so aggressive when you were in the workhouse, you have a pretty face."

"You're better informed than I thought."

"That is."

Rose dusted her legs. The sound didn't sound like a skirt, but like some kind of thick and tight trousers. "I have to know who I'm doing business with, right?"

She couldn't help but feel proud again.

"You're very lucky, Collins."

yes.

Roland thought so too.

Good luck allowed him to receive the letter and avoid being led to the Noti Golden Lamp; good luck allowed him to meet Nina, a woman full of wonderful stories; good luck also...

By chance, he found the bone saw knife from the drawer in the living room.

The living room, not the kitchen.

There was soft minced meat on it.

The smell is the same as theirs.

Roland dared to guess that it was human blood.

He had smelled it many times. Women who gave birth and died would have that smell all night long.

Then it stinks.

No wonder there are fewer and fewer servants.

"I wish I could buy such a big house."

Rose didn't know what Roland was thinking. She put her hands behind her back and walked around the house wall for a long time, with no intention of leaving.

Roland smiled: "Then you have to steal everything from that jewelry store."

"Too slow, too dangerous." Rose frowned and shook her head vigorously: "It's better to break into the home of a rich man like you and take whatever you want."

Roland pondered for a while.

Stay away and raise your hand.

"Then please."

Under the wall covered with green ivy, the moonlight shone on the boy's face, giving him a hazy and weird feeling.

Rose opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

"If the house was robbed, it's the servants and the housekeeper's responsibility." Roland tilted his head, "What can a blind man expect?"

"... Will I take away all your things?"

Roland nodded indifferently, turned around and led her into the house, "This is the second deal, Rose."

However, the excited woman couldn't hear Roland's words at all. Her footsteps were so heavy that they could be heard clearly, and she kept muttering: 'I've wanted to do this for a long time. Use a hammer to break the lock, or get a carriage to crash in... whatever I see, I'll take it...'

"Miss Rose."

"I know, I know!" She replied impatiently: "Don't mention lamp oil, I can bring a girl to cry in front of you in person."

"No, I only want a hundred -"

"I don't accept this deal!!"

The woman behind him was a little irritated, screaming like a cat, "Do you know how many times you will be scratched for pulling a cat's whisker?!"

"Seven times."

"What?"

"Because it's seven times."

Rose didn't understand, and muttered and cursed him.

Roland suddenly realized at this moment that he seemed to have been ‘contaminated’ by Miss Nina—

Now, he was subtly out of sync with this world.