The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 128 Ch.127 Meeting
The Queen met Roland in a small restaurant - relatively small, in fact, about the size of ten pharmacies.

This is just one of the 'smaller' private dining rooms at the palace.

Lavia Heidi stopped talking to Roland until they arrived.

She asked Roland to hand over the gun.

——To be honest, this is her problem.

Due to some prejudice, she didn't think that this man with 'only a face' could cause any accidents during the date, and she had no intention or desire to check (touch) his body.

He's just a lucky guy.

A lucky man who relied on a woman to kill the cultists.

I can subdue him in a few breaths even with my eyes closed.

She thought about what it might be like:

The Queen showed some favor.

then.

Roland Collins was like most men and women who knelt before the queen. Even more passionate and fervent, he used all the nice words he had ever heard, just like a child expecting honey, hoping that the queen would look at him more and say a few more words to him - her Lina would then have a useful and loyal dog.

however…

this man...

this…

This ungrateful bastard.

"I hope you can show due respect to the Queen, Roland Collins." When they arrived at the door, Lavia Hattie coldly told Roland: "The only wish of a filthy bastard in this life is to wear decent clothes for once. What about you, Collins?"

"As for me, I'll probably see you in the Noti Golden Lamp." Roland smiled brightly and said softly, "If you dare to insult my family and my friends again, I will use my role as an executive to promote something interesting for your dear queen before I'm killed by you."

He pressed himself close to Lavia Headey.

A sharp "secret" was like a formation of knives, pointing at his eyeballs, neck and temples.

Roland didn't care and whispered into her ear:

"…I guess you know my origin, Miss Lavia Hattie. Believe me, even if we dress neatly, we can't hide the barbarity and madness in our bones."

Lavia Headey stepped back and looked at him for a long moment.

The eyes are complicated.

"You are totally inconsistent with my investigation. Roland Collins, you are very good at hiding yourself."

"It's not about hiding it, it's about two people who taught me two things."

Roland regained his composure and said with a smile:

"She filled me with hope for life, and I want to live with her."

"And the other one..."

"It taught me how to deal with scum like you."

Roland tapped his cane and bowed slightly:

"I'm ready to see the Queen, Chamberlain - and by the way, that's a beautiful parrot on your shoulder."

Lavia Headey glanced over her empty shoulders.

'This madman. ’

…………

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The Queen wore a lilac silk dress.

This wasn't too grand, but it definitely showed her respect for Roland - she thought that compared to formal attire, 'private' and 'family' could bring her closer to a young man.

She didn't know what happened between her loyal and loving attendant and Roland Collins.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Rowland Collins."

After Roland bowed, she asked Lavia Heidi to serve her and invited Roland to take a seat.

The Queen's afternoon tea is well-known and varied.

First of all, there are definitely low tables here.

Exquisite porcelain vessels filled with sugar cubes, five-tier dessert baskets, long-necked milk jugs with intricate and gorgeous carvings, and sets of silver tea sets reflect light to the greatest extent, making the room that lacks light always glow.

"It takes time for an outstanding craftsman to perfect his craft, as well as the right materials and weather, a rare flash of inspiration and a matching mood. I rarely use this set, and Mr. Hunter hasn't made new vessels for a long time."

Victoria said: "If it is not convenient for you, please ask my attendant to serve you. I don't expect you to be as comfortable as at home, but please believe that I am very happy to spend an interesting afternoon with you."

Roland bowed slightly:

"My pleasure, Your Majesty."

Victoria asked Lavia Headey to pour the tea and stepped aside.

"I have always heard of you, Mr. Rowland Collins. You are a faithful executive and a gentleman of courage."

"Some people are prejudiced against you, thinking that a pretty face and courage cannot exist in the same person - I absolutely do not agree with such an idea."

Victoria says:
"You possess both, and have proven yourself to be extremely intelligent in one incident."

Roland smiled sincerely: "If I were just an ordinary flower garden, you would be a poet who would praise me generously. I am far from your wisdom, nor can I compare to your beauty - forgive my rudeness, Your Majesty. I am a ritualist, but I dare not rashly use the "secret" to contact or look directly at the ruler of a country."

The appearance of a certain word in the conversation made Victoria look very happy.

"'Look at me,' Mr. Collins, look at me in your own way. I consent to communicate with you, and I hope that we can be frank with each other."

Although Roland could see it, he still released the "Secret".

to be frank.

The young ruler was not good-looking.

Her figure was far inferior to Cherry-Chloe's, her agility could not compare with Rose's, and her temperament was not as graceful and elegant as Enid's.

"You picked it here, didn't you?"
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She let me see it.

“Hehe.”

The area closest to her was filled with desserts.

She probably has a sweet tooth.

then…

She may not be a ritualist.

At least that's what she said, right?

"I have known Enid Judya for many years, Mr. Collins. Has she ever mentioned me?"

Roland smiled even more: "No. But I have heard about you several times from newspapers and colleagues. They said that you must be a great monarch who can lead us to a bright future..."

Victoria's smile was very 'standard', but Roland could still see the joy in her eyes from the flames.

This is a…

A woman who resembles Kate Pasetti.

"It should be said that Kate Pasetti is the ultimate youth version of Victoria."

"They are very different."
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You seem to know her well.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't know much."

"It's all Su Yue's fault for always reading useless things and leaving me with so many chaotic and confusing memories - I have to take the time to straighten them out one by one like weaving a web and untie the tangled things."
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This is the first time I hear you complain like this.

"If you find that your head is full of stupid things like 'My cat can do backflips' and 'You can call me mom if you want', you will also think that the owner of the memory is an idiot."

"Her memory taints my noble soul."

Roland: ...
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Can Miss Nina's cat do backflips?

“No, but you can learn.”
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You can't be defiled any more, so shut up.

Roland seldom had afternoon tea.

It started with the king before him and quickly became a trend, popular among the upper circles of the entire country.

Cherry-Chloe had told some of them, but she hadn't invited Roland. She said it was a private gathering and Roland would have his own in the future.

In short, eat some desserts, drink some tea, and chat about the weather, humanities, or interesting things in life.

He had a pleasant chat with her and there was no discomfort.

This proves that...

"Prove you're a smart guy?"
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Proves she's awesome, wrench.

Roland didn't know why he was invited today, but he always felt that it had something to do with Ms. Enid.

In other words, it is related to the Tribunal.

(End of this chapter)