The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 95 Ch.94 Real Phantom

After bidding farewell to Edward Snow, Roland called a carriage and headed to Mingsi Chloe's home.

This is a walk-in visit.

The Lord was surprised.

He knew that his wife had a good relationship with this 'beautiful little crow' during her lifetime, but he never expected that he would come to visit her in person.

"Come in quickly, you are here on time, I will go out if it is later..."

He called to himself, and when he got into the room, he took off his coat, put his arms around Roland's shoulders, and smiled happily.

"Look at you, you've gotten taller, haven't you?"

"Pink! Turn up the heat! Give my friend some warmth—"

He yelled at his neck, let go of Roland, and invited him to sit on the bent-back sofa.

"Oh, I know why you came. Yes, Cherry, my Cherry... You see, I can't sleep well these days. I can always hear her laughter..."

Roland tilted his head, looked towards the high ceiling, and nodded seriously.

"You are a gifted man, Your Excellency. I can assure you."

Mingsi Chloe didn't expect Roland to answer such a sentence. She looked at him blankly, pursed her lips, and the next sentence was stuck in her throat.

"Here, and here."

Roland raised his cane and pointed at several places with the tip of the cane.

"If I don't come today, maybe within half a month, you will really be able to meet my wife at night."

These words almost made the Baron jump from the sofa in fright.

He stared at the maid who brought the tea with horror and anger, coldly repelled her, then leaned forward in panic, half of his chest crossed the cold coffee table with roses, and asked tremblingly: "Don't scare me! What's going on? possible…"

"Many people in your position have heard about the incident we are dealing with, right? Is this still a secret in your circle?"

"Yes, yes... I still know a little bit..." Mingsi Chloe was like Roland's beautiful and cold face - sorry, he didn't want to use this word, but he did want to use this word to describe Collins today.

He felt a chill on his face.

He even felt that the fireplace could not burn through the gradually decreasing air-conditioning in the room.

"Pink! Heat some more hot spots for me!"

Mingsi Chloe shouted, rubbed her hands, and carefully looked at Roland who was still sniffing everywhere: "Look, look, I invited my 'friends' from the Supervision Bureau to be my guests - just yesterday . But they didn’t seem to notice anything in the house..."

A trace of apology appeared on Roland's face.

He lowered his lips and bowed slightly.

"Your Excellency, perhaps I shouldn't have said so much. It is precisely because of some of our 'talents' that our brothers and sisters reject us like that... Then, just consider your friend to be 'correct'."

So I got up and said goodbye.

Of course, it was impossible for the male owner to let him go.

"No, no, no, you have to help me! Cherry and you were friends when she was alive, and that big gentleman, named Levi, right? I know, I know that you are different from my friends, you definitely don't generally!"

He walked around the coffee table and sat next to Roland, feeling increasingly uneasy: "Just help me! Mr. Collins! Help me! I have wanted to be friends with you for a long time..."

Roland sighed: "Since you have found a 'friend'..."

Mingsi Chloe raised her voice: "But we are also friends! You have come here twice...four times! You will never turn a blind eye to what is about to happen in my house, right?"

Roland groaned reluctantly.

Minsi Chloe was happy.

He didn't even wait for Roland's next words, and called Pinker and ordered: "This is my guest, serve him well! Candles and..." Then he turned to Roland and asked: "What do you need? Mercury? Matches? Or... "

Roland patted his waist and shook his head.

"Okay, I know you all have special methods, effective, absolutely effective, right?" He emphasized 'effective' twice, and after getting Roland's affirmative reply, he quickly picked up the cigarette box plug on the coffee table. Put it in your trouser pocket and go out without looking back.

Flee in despair.

"I have an appointment to keep, Mr. Collins! I won't be back tonight! What do you need..."

"With Pink..."

"between friends…"

His voice got farther and farther away, until after a huge muffled sound, his footsteps disappeared.

Roland pushed away the hot tea that he had not drank, and stood up with his cane.

The manservant named Pink hurried forward to help him, but Roland gently pushed him away with his elbow.

"The bedroom is upstairs..." The male servant saw Roland going straight in one direction and did not dare to touch him again. He followed him with his waist hunched over and muttered in a low voice.

"Yes, but I have to start the 'purification' from the reception room."

Roland allowed him to open the door for him, and then said slowly:

"The purification ritual will leave some less obvious sequelae on mortals, if you don't mind..."

"I'll help you heat up the fireplace some more!" The manservant was excited, turned around and left. When he got to the door, he closed the door tightly.

Like his master.

After a few breaths, a pin drop could be heard in the room.

"You know how scary it is."

Familiar voice.

Roland turned back.

Cherry Chloe sat sideways at the table, holding her face with one hand, tilting her head, looking at him with a half-smile: "My 'brother' is really good at lying."

"Didn't you tell me that I have to learn more."

The bright and elegant woman raised her eyebrows, her eyes that were no longer lifeless were filled with narrow-mindedness and a hint of anger: "Humph, that's... the prerequisite, you can't do it to me."

"I don't remember scaring you."

Roland leaned his cane against the cabinet and sat down opposite the woman.

He also imitated her, propping his face with the opposite hand and looking back with his head tilted.

"Don't remember?" Cherry Chloe didn't comb her hair today, and her scattered algae hair fell over her shoulders. She stared at Roland with a smile and joked, "If I don't know how to use a gun, we will really be waiting to die."

She was referring to the time when she and Roland teamed up to kill the cultists.

"You scared me."

The two faces were not far away.

At this distance, Roland could easily smell the clean lavender fragrance on her body and see the light blue veins bulging slightly on her neck.

A few slender nails with vermilion on them made their owner feel relieved, and they also danced on the face one by one.

Cherry Chloe raised her other hand and wanted to touch Roland's face, but she curled it up in front of her and took it back.

She stared at him, looking at him very carefully for a long time.

As if she could keep watching until the other person spoke.

Roland also enjoyed this moment of silence. After a while, she looked at the wall where there were no grasslands or mountains, and her passionate voice was full of longing:

"That was a thrilling adventure, Roland."

"In the sky..."

"Will there really be a castle?"

She was the daughter of a father and the wife of a baron.

She had long passed the age of waiting, and did not expect a period of joy to come, and then let the spark that would eventually set the prairie on fire ignite her unswerving heart.

The rose would only repeat one sentence in the process of withering:

Let me go.

Fortunately.

The gentleman who truly appreciated the rose came not too late.

She was buried by him in the land in front of the castle, and would rise higher and higher with the castle...

High enough to trap the body and soul of the secular world and the invisible and intangible world on the other side.

Roland sat in the empty reception room for a long time.

Until Cherry Chloe smiled and said goodbye to her, turned around and disappeared at the end of the dim light.