The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 449 Ch.448 Weird Changes
smell.

Bumpy carriage.

smell.

Boring silence.

smell.

Lighted aromatherapy.

smell.

Sniff.

Sniff sniff.

Kingsley: ...

Ever since Roland came back and the carriage started moving, this 'Miss Shelley' was like a chef who had lost her sense of smell, constantly sniffing at the hot 'lunch' - and getting closer and closer.

Kingsley told the truth that if it wasn't for this surname, if they were in a pub or club, he would bet with his head that this woman was not of noble birth.

Roland: "…What are you doing, Rose."

Kingsley said with rare humor: "She was smelling the steak to see if anyone had taken a sneak bite."

"You could have remained silent, great detective." Rose grabbed Roland's sleeve and turned to glare at him.

"Unless I'm blind."

"Why don't you close your eyes?"

"Not only will I have to close my eyes, I'm afraid I'll have to plug my ears, too." Kingsley sulked. "I was planning to take a nap in the car, Miss Shelley."

Rose wanted to give him the middle finger, but she held back.

That's not good.

But after a while, she accurately caught a hint of sarcasm in Kingsley's eyes.

then…

"Your dead face always looks like someone who farted secretly and won't admit it."

The mockery in the great detective's eyes disappeared.

It became 'You can tell by looking at me'... something like that.

Rose and he seemed to be born incompatible.

Roland thought.

But Kingsley also has his own effect - that is, Rose no longer smells his scent:
There won't be any smell either.

"You were gone for twenty minutes, which is long enough..." The green eyes blinked, and he wanted to say something dirty, "It's long enough anyway."

Roland picked up the berries on the cream cake (brought by Peggy's servant) and stuffed them into Rose's mouth: "Twenty minutes, my lady. Didn't you and Kingsley return to the carriage a long time ago?"

"We are freezing in the wind!" The girl was unhappy as she chewed the fruit. She used her scarce vocabulary, which was like a politician's conscience, to describe the terrifying twenty minutes:
"I'm worried that you'll be attacked by someone she arranged, that you'll have a quarrel, that you'll be forced to agree to some conditions, or that she'll do something bad!"

Rose wiped her lips and turned her head away from the second feeding, her tone full of "you don't take it seriously":
"You can ask the great detective. He and I, the two of us, were standing in the cold wind like servants!"

"twenty minutes!"

"Twenty long minutes! Those 'minutes' that made my toes freeze off blew on my face, my neck, and into my arms along my collar! Time wrapped me up!"

Roland was silent for a few breaths and sighed:

"This is the first time I envy time so much."

Kingsley: Phew.

If you know how hard it is to make a stiff-faced man laugh, you should know how angry Miss Snitch is.

Angry and ashamed.

"How can you talk like that! In front of a..." Rose was furious, "A, a..."

"In front of what?" Kingsley looked at the two of them and said faintly, "In front of a - I think it must be a 'person', right? It can't be a dog or a crow, right?"

Rose had no time for him.

"Roland!"

The golden-eyed man waved his hand, puffed out his chest, and said in a deep voice, "From today on, call me 'One Minute One Second'."

"I call you the biggest and filthiest bastard in London!"

"It's fine if it's big."
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You woke up again.

"How cruel, Mr. Roland Collins, how cruel!"

"How can you reject a girl who loves you like this?"

"'Dawson? Can you promise me Dawson', 'I'm sorry, you're not my Rose'."

"How can you say something so cruel and disgusting...?"

"Like a frozen piece of phlegm."
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Sometimes I always worry that you suddenly become silent, wondering if something has happened. But when you open your mouth, I want to use a hammer to kill the me who was just worried about you.

"That girl is pretty, powerful, and financially strong."

Roland said nothing.

"Um…"

“It seems like everyone around you is like this.”

"Boring woman..."

"By the way, did you find out?"
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Herd?

"That's right. The ritualists of the Beast Path are scary, right?"
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Although I didn't see her fight in person... However, facing such an enemy, it does take a long time to collect intelligence.

"The ritualist is not a fool." The flame jumped a few times.

"Roland."
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Ok?
"You need to start preparing for the Ring Ascension Ceremony."
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I'm not feeling 'exuberant' yet.

"Flames always burn in an instant. You can't expect the flames on your soul to be as hot as a candle flame - and what are your plans for the ceremony after the third ring?"

Roland couldn't help feeling depressed when he thought about what happened on Jin Island.
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If I had known this earlier, I would have completed all the rituals before the Ten Rings at once.

"You don't have enough 'money', idiot. You don't think that the paths other than the Ten Crowned Gods are really as cheap as your uncle's mouth, do you?"
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I don't think it's that cheap.

Roland just finished answering this sentence and suddenly fixed his eyes.

An invisible ripple passed through the carriage, through the clueless Kingsley, and through the suddenly tense Rose.

Through him.

Then, he walked away without looking back.

"…Roland." Rose became serious almost instantly.

"Ah."

"what happened?"

Both she and he felt a strange force, similar to the "secret" but more powerful than it, running through their bodies and souls.

Roland could even feel the burning in his soul swaying in the wind.

“…I feel something is wrong.” Rose lowered her head and stared at the palms of her hands, clenching and unclenching her fists, then unclenching and clenching them again.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But they just 'know'.

Just like knowing when you are thirsty, you need to drink water, and when you are hungry, you need to eat.

That is an instinctive perception.

Kingsley on the side was completely confused. He didn't understand why the two people who were bickering just a second ago were now as tense and alert as cats with their fur standing on end.

"Kingsley."

"Roland?"

"You didn't feel anything wrong."

"…Of course. Should I?"

Roland lowered his eyes.

Only the ritualist can perceive...

The waking world, or the sleeping world?

Innstown?
Or a ceremony nearby?

Roland was a little nervous.

This kind of large-scale power, far exceeding that of Enid or Charles... no, it should be said that it is a power that crushes them, which makes it really impossible for people to have the desire to resist.

Who would have thought that someone could turn the ocean upside down and spill it on the land?
The most terrible thing he had seen was the blockade of Bristol.

"Roland."

The flames in his sight slowly grew larger and condensed right in front of him.

"Roland."

"I feel it."
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what?
"Same as your first time in Bristol."

it says.

"The characteristics that have changed on the surface but remain the same in essence—"
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You mean...

"It's just what you think."

Wrench told him.

"Another mystery box has been opened."

"And this time, the impact is greater than the previous two times..."

This is no longer just a matter of 'big'.

Roland thought a little crazily.

According to the saint's style, it's not surprising what's hidden in the mystery box.

For example, a strange object that affects half the world?

Otherwise, how could the power hidden in it be so 'terrible'...
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Is my perception wrong?

"No. You're just not crazy enough."

The flame suddenly became sharp.

"You should guess: For example, a magical object that changes the whole world... or something deeper."
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Deeper?
"Like rules."
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Delis?
"You underestimate the 'Saint', Roland. No, it should be said that you don't understand how terrifying she is - this woman may not have the authority of a divine servant, and in some aspects, her skills are not as sophisticated as those of an immortal."

"But she presided over the ritual that put the gods to sleep..."
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What…?
"It means that she may have obtained some knowledge that no one knows about, and some secrets about gods and the world..."
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Thirteen Mystery Boxes…

"I have to remind you, Roland."
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I understand, wrench.
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I will not let myself shoulder an extremely heavy responsibility with an unclear future just because of the unclear words in the puzzle box. I am not stupid. "

"I'm reminding you to quickly deal with the big bat."

"It's the end of the world! Don't hesitate! Do you have to wait for her to accidentally tear the paper while wiping her butt?"

Roland: ...

What on earth did Miss Nina leave for me?

(End of this chapter)