The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 141: Greedy Creatures

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"Name: Sword of Judgment (I)"

"Criteria: Judgment"

Type: Grand Ceremony

"Ritual: Blood of the Other/The Wail of the Spirit/The Confession of the Sinner/The Vile Ritual/The Power of the Clang"

"Prayer: Brief"

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Five conditions, five rings.

Roland has already put on three on his left hand and two on his right hand - maybe the conditions will be met someday?

"Roland."
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Ok?
"Look at the pattern on the first ring on the left hand..."
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how?

"Does it look like two kissing lips?"

Roland: ...
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Like two pieces of vegetables, a wrench.
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Starting tomorrow, I will eat vegetables for half a month.

"No, King Roland!"
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You would live a better life if you didn't talk so much nonsense all the time.

“But life is not happy.”
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OK, then enjoy your vegetable life.

"…I curse you to hiccup the next time you kiss a giant bat."

Roland: ...

Wrench always says things that make him very vivid.

“I really don’t understand humans.”

"You all have tongues, don't you? Why are you curious about others'? It was the same in Su Yue's memory, too disgusting."

371 Fleet Street.

Puhu Collins Pharmacy.

Second floor.

Roland Collins Den.

Someone was lying on the bed, with black hair spread out on the pillow.
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wrench.

"What again?"
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Enid…what on earth does that mean?
"Didn't I tell you that?"

"Freeloader - well, just a kiss, what's the problem? I see you like her tongue."

Roland: ...
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She loves me?
"Yeah, yeah, she loves you to death."
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I'm not kidding you.

"Neither do I. Roland, she just loves you very much. I've already said that."
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But I don't know if I love her, Wrench.

"You love her."
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I...should love Cherry Chloe.

"What's the conflict?"

Wrench's words made Roland sit up suddenly in bed, and the wooden bed creaked.

The young man who had just seen the new world had confusion in his eyes.
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I love Cherry Chloe...

"With Enid Jutia."
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'and'?
"Ask your heart."

"Besides, what's so strange about this?"

"If you have enough time, you can love dozens or even tens of people."

Roland: ...
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It is immoral for people to do this.
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I remember, Yam said.

"Yam asked you to join the funeral club. Did you listen?"

"I'm assuming that Cherrie Chloe is still alive and professing her love for you at the same time as Enid."

"Which one are you going to reject?"

Roland said nothing.

"But the good news is."

"Cherry-Chloe is dead! You don't have to hesitate!"
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Are you crazy.

The flames in my sight jumped a few times and suddenly became enchanting.

No matter how you look at it, the slender flames have a seductive feel.

"Roland."

"I hope you can listen to me this time."
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wrench?

"If you get another pet egg, do you have to give up this one?"

Pet eggs?
It's hard to explain. Roland always feels that there is something wrong with this statement...

"Whatever you desire, devour it greedily."

"Only little brats would cry and choose this and throw away that."

"You are on a great path."

"Like a big ceremony."

"They should all be yours."

The lines of text seemed like a wisp of light smoke, quietly surrounding the silent young man in deep thought.

"Devour what you want."

"Cherry-Chloe told you."

"'Do what you want'."

"Aren't you happy to listen to her?"

Through the thin flames, you can see a sharp-billed cardinal landing outside the window.

It knocked on the window hinges twice with a trembling sound, stared at Roland for a few seconds, and then fluttered away.

"I'm just like your sister Nina. I'm doing this for your own good." "When have I ever lied to you?"

"Whether male or female, there are always some special ones who are qualified to have multiple mates."
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Um, like a wild animal?
"Oh, yes! It's so true! 'Noble Human' Roland Collins."

"You are different from wild animals."

"After all, you say 'life is sacred' - except for xenomorphs, cultists, bastards, and the poor;"

"After all, you have 'morals' - unless there is enough benefit, you will never betray your relatives, friends, lovers, or even yourself;"

"You said 'only humans can control their instincts', and then made rules for all of us to follow - guess who didn't follow them?"

"You are the smarter animals."

"What does this mean?"

"You are more cunning, cruel and ruthless than lions and tigers."

"Beast?"

"Kate Pasetti is more noble than that dancer, isn't she?"
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I'm just saying, why are you so angry... Do you hate humans?

"You like humans?"
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I didn’t before.
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But since arriving in London...
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It's hard not to like them, Wrench.

"Look, here we go again - if you like something, why don't you get it?"

Roland: ...
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You've been in a bad mood lately, like the big-bellied fish that Miss Nina mentioned.

"That's called pufferfish... a big-bellied fish. You are truly gifted."
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Big-bellied fish are pretty cute, too.

"Don't talk to me."
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I know, I know, I listen to you, I listen to you...

"Are you just trying to fool me?"
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No, no, how could it be possible? How could it be possible?

"I'm going to break up with you for twenty minutes."
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Miss Nina said that the words of the strong will always have an echo...

"Shut up."
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Ok.

Roland suppressed his laughter and turned around, gently opened the small wooden box next to the pillow, and said softly, "Good day, little one."

The milky white egg was quietly buried in the silvery hair grass, as warm as Roland's body temperature.

He touched the eggshell, leaned over and kissed the top of its head, then gently closed the lid.

He put on his clothes, picked up his cane, and went downstairs with a thump.

The sunlight that shines through the glass also shines through the flying dust in the drugstore.

Paul Collins was bending over, with his bottom sticking out, fiddling with the medicine cabinet: taking out some that were really bad and chopping them into powder, and mixing the ones that were about the same with the new ones.

He heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs, so he stood up, holding his waist.

"Good day, uncle!"

"Stairs are not for dancing. If you break any of them, I will—"

"I'll change a whole new one for you." Roland smiled and walked to the counter. Like a little animal, he squinted his eyes, turned his head and twitched his nose.

Old Collins knew what he meant by looking at his expression.

Push the still hot coffee towards his hand.

“…After all, you are the uncle and I am the uncle. I have to get up early and make coffee for you…” He muttered, but his expression did not show any dissatisfaction.

He looked at the young man in the light, watched him holding the cup and sipping coffee, watched the sunlight shining on his black hair and golden eyes.

Suddenly at this moment, he felt that he had a new perspective and new expectations on life.

"Don't do anything dangerous for me."

Roland nodded exaggeratedly, put his hands on his hips, and imitated him in a rough voice: "'Spend less time with bad people, go to places you shouldn't go to, and do less dangerous things -' I remember it all, dear uncle."

As expected, Puxiu Collins put his hands on his hips and glared, "Eat more and don't drink too much."

Roland nodded and drank the coffee in the cup.

Then he suddenly leaned forward to his uncle's side.

"Eat more and drink less. Also, always remember your love for me." The golden-eyed young man said with a smile, took a small tomato from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, turned around, and quickly walked out the door with his cane. "I have a mission today, so I won't be back."

Looking at the young man who pushed the door and left, Pushu Collins was stunned for a long while, and an emotion that had not appeared in many years appeared on his face.

He scratched his head and bent down to continue fiddling with his medicine cabinet.

"Little bastard..."

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Roland is going to visit someone today.

Taylor House.

Since Roland had called in advance, the people waiting at the door today were still Randolph Taylor and his butler - to be honest, as a 'friend', this gentleman had always maintained a very high level of respect for Roland.

It's not easy to be friends with an executive, a 'blind contagion'.

"Good day, Roland. I thought you would be a little later."

Randolph came over.

Roland got off the carriage and pressed his hat to his chest. "Uncle made coffee today. If I don't get up, there will be no more coffee."

Arrive at the appointed time - in reality, gentlemen are always twenty minutes or half an hour late, or at most, just as promised.

But never arrive early.

It's polite to give the host time to prepare.

"Betty mentioned you last night." Randolph asked the servant to support Roland, and said with a smile: "I want to thank you for your help, Roland."

"Because of what?"

"Because of your friend, Edward Snow. He is indeed a very skilled doctor."

After entering the door, Randolph still hung Roland's coat himself.

(End of this chapter)