The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 1111 (Ch.1110) Conversation
Theodore was naturally willing to take on the responsibility of returning Ms. Fonseca. The whole affair had originated with him.

but.

He had to come up with a clever plan to avoid being caught by the officers—yes.

Just as Xander once told him.

'You're probably going to be apostasyd.'

Theodore understood what it meant to be apostate when the sun rose the next day.

—He became a cult member.

The cultists who mingled with the masked men at the "Tea Party".

According to Roland, who returned in the afternoon, the Inquisition had received news from the Maelstrom to various sects before dawn: Theodore Gabriel Thackeray, the Green Knight of the Five Rings, had incited and brutally murdered several cult members, including Florian Westwick and Charles Puink—

The text then lists numerous appalling crimes he himself committed (Roland even believed that they visited several of the most prestigious gentleman families in the West End in order to fabricate charges).

It is said.

It's still just hearsay.

Someone in the vortex also tried to transform Theodore from a 'wanted criminal' into a 'major criminal'.

Most other sects did not express explicit opposition.

The Tribunal and the Ring of Eternal Silence disagree.

The former clashed with the Great Whirlpool, the latter…

Because the proposal is for a giant vortex.

Deloz said that Thackeray should have been convicted of a serious crime and then caught by the court's executioners, tied to the pyre, and burned to ashes.

She cried for half the morning in front of her sister, and besides tears, she insulted Theodore himself, as well as his biological parents, brothers and sisters whom he didn't even recognize.

Theodore simply sat quietly beside her, silently accepting what he had to accept.

The streets remained bustling, with one exciting event after another.

The Saviour Brotherhood, parade.

The scattered rats ate whose child, or bit off whose most important leg—which one was the most important, he would know the answer when someone asked.

By the way.

There's also some good news.

Daniel's workshop urgently improved the detector delivered to the court, making holes in the side of the arm guard and adding a not-so-perfect dial with a few unsightly bolts.

—In response to the "secret" of the rat population being more 'scattered', the craftsmen adjusted the sensitivity of the detectors.

This will undoubtedly allow executives to locate the rat swarm earlier and more accurately.

Just a little bit.

Due to time constraints and the inability to modify the structure, every detector that an executive received made a constant 'creaking' noise when used...

of course.

This instrument, which is almost perfectly capable of dealing with the current disaster, can no longer be kept solely by the court.

Soon, the detector called "Kailup Sweet Cat Detector V" was mentioned many times in the meeting, and the Crown God Sect also frequently sent messengers to request the church to open up this instrument that could detect rats.

church…

The church couldn't do anything about it either.

Neither religious sects nor governments have the right to plunder or seize products developed privately by citizens.

"...Commercial use, Enid, commercial use, someone will pay for it. Besides the government, many companies are also contacting Daniel's Workshop privately—I remember, didn't your little lover know Daniel Heffer?"

In the serene palace gardens.

With his keen eyes, which could clearly see the scales, the well-mannered valet placed the gooseneck pot back where he had picked it up ten seconds earlier. As he stepped back, he moved with the grace of a cat, the soft cushions beneath his feet making no sound against the lawn that would displease his master.

This was the application of his life's learning, a superior organ specifically developed to serve the supreme ruler of this country. "You must have the wrong person, Your Majesty."

The judge, who was holding a small ear cup, did not show much respect in his words.

She addressed him as "Your Majesty," but used "you" and a disrespectful rhetorical question.

As for what Victoria thinks…

She's used to it.

This is why Enid didn't like having anyone serving her when she met her—in the servants' eyes, the ladies of the court were so close to their queen that they always talked about private 'important matters' behind closed doors.

Some girls who are passionate about romantic passages and have considerable literary talent would whisper among themselves, making up and spreading novels or short stories that were both infuriating and hilarious.

for example.

A story of a gluttonous, innocent queen and an ambitious, ruthless judge...

some type of.

This can only mean two things.

First, the girl who made up the story is indeed talented.

Secondly, Victoria's 'naiveté' was obvious even to the servants—she herself was unaware of the situation and dismissed the rumors she had heard as nothing more than the wild gossip of young women…

She strongly insisted that women should return to the bedroom and kitchen and should not have unwarranted curiosity about too many 'taboos'.

Even though the outside world is generally tolerant and permissive of relationships between women, and only dislikes 'more than friendship' between men, Victoria doesn't like that.

She wanted them to follow the rules, just like herself.

Take good care of your family, children, husband, and your own heart, which shouldn't be too 'active'.

“I believe you have the ability, Enid. Please help me. That ‘cat’ is crucial to the current disaster—all of London is threatened by rats, does that workshop care about the price in pounds?”

Victoria is right. Justice should also be able to kick open the door that doesn't belong to it in such a grand and righteous way.

But Enid had known her for so many years and knew her character well.

“When you are willing to sacrifice yourself for the citizens, I think they would be happy to even ask Daniel’s workshop to contribute their detection equipment free of charge.”

That was an ironic remark.

The plump queen, however, seemed not to have quite grasped the meaning. She stirred the teaspoon in her porcelain cup, frowned, and said, "...I can make them think I'm willing."

She's done this before.

The same goes for the bigwigs in parliament.

“You keep saying you’re willing to shed blood and tears alongside the soldiers on the front lines, but what has happened in Kabul? Many women have lost their husbands, children have lost their fathers, men have lost arms, legs, and lives that shouldn’t have ended so soon—you… it’s not surprising,” Enid said, a smirk playing on her lips. “You’ve lost an afternoon of your leisure time, time to publicly mourn those soldiers…”

“Enid,” Victoria said, displeased, “as long as the citizens believe it. Are you accusing me? A judge sitting on a throne of power?”

Enid understood Victoria's character, and the Queen understood her as well.

Enid had absolutely no sympathy for the ignorant masses.

otherwise.

She wouldn't stay in the courtroom; she should have left with Keshhai long ago.

"...We need to take care of another matter first."

as predicted.

She has requirements.

Enid switched legs and leaned her body to the other side—a move that made Victoria frown.

A lady should not sit like that.

“How many days have I protected you in the Golden Palace? Victoria, we agreed that you should express your gratitude for the time you’ve taken up… Oh, my time, as you said, the judge is very busy.”

(End of this chapter)