The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 487 Ch.486 With great power comes great responsibility

Roland guessed that, just like the executors to the cultists and aliens - to deal with these so-called "world-destroying" monsters, the Holy Cross and other sects must have a special and effective way to deal with them, right?
such as.

A secret army specifically designed to fight them?

On the return carriage, Roland's guess made Cinder laugh for a long time.

"You are so cute, my Roland."

Since returning from the dream, Shandel seems to be more attached to Roland's...

Should I say, body?

She seemed to have suddenly developed a new hobby: studying every inch of Roland Collins' skin.

"I missed the big bat, so I can't miss this little poisonous snake."

"Can you at least let me see the MVP result screen?"

"I'm sure the church has no way to deal with the worms." Shandel didn't notice the flames floating above his head. He sat next to Roland and talked with great interest: "Why do you think they are called 'world-destroying' monsters?"

Roland didn't understand.

From what Enid and Cinder said, this little monster seemed easy to deal with: not even those expensive rituals were needed, just some holy...

and many more.

Holy water?

Shandel looked up at him, his eyes growing darker: "Look, you've discovered it."

Each ritualist can only make a maximum of four per month.

And worms, do they only infect four people a month?

Roland had always focused his attention on the camp of ritualists, forgetting that this world was not made up of ritualists - it was made up of mortals.

Their power to create something out of nothing is most likely to seduce mortals.

At that time, will the church be able to provide these infected "low-class people" with the "expensive and precious" holy water for free?
still.

Another simple, brutal way to eliminate them?

White ore, cultists, aliens, puzzle boxes, worms.

The world seems to be plunging headlong into an abyss of chaos.

"I foresee chaos and war, Shandel."

"Get used to it, and then, climb up on the bones... Roland," Shandel buried her head in Roland's neck, greedily sucking the scent of Roland, a smell that made her throbbing and as damp as a rainy day: "The world is down..."

"And you, my Roland. You should go up..."

Roland didn't know what his future would be like.

But he is indeed 'upwards' now.

He didn't know what was happening, his blood was flowing faster and faster, his heart was pounding, and his skull was swelling and he felt dizzy.

In the carriage…

"Roland, I found your treasure."

Like a carnivore hunting prey in the jungle, she sniffed greedily, moving and pulling her nose and the muscles around her nostrils to sniff out the secret movements of the creature that exuded a savage smell, crawling on all fours in the rotten mud and dead leaves, sniffing and moving forward.

The strong and lingering smell was like a black footprint on white paper, guiding her to find the treasure hidden by her prey.

She looked into 'it's' eyes, then raised her head and looked at the two blazing suns above her head with a clear and innocent look.

She seemed to be wary of her prey, wary of him unleashing his savagery and biting her with teeth as sharp as knives and axes. But at the same time, she vaguely longed for such savagery, hoping that he could use his most savage nature to do the most savage things and give her the most savage sublimation.

then…

The second before the balance is about to be broken.

She left.

"I'm already at the second level, Roland. I fell into that dream after I was promoted to the second level..."

She rang the carriage bell and stared at the knight who was enjoying himself without receiving any orders.

"The Second Ring has such power."

She touched her lips lightly, charm and purity merged in her eyes:
"This is your punishment, my Roland..."

Without waiting for Roland to speak, she opened the door and stepped out of the carriage that had just stopped.

"But you know where my home is, right?"

...「Name」: Healer (Second Ring)

「Type」: Father of All Things/Blesser/First Ray of Light
[Description]: Flesh and blood tremble because of me.

A ritualist who reaches the second ring under this principle (compassion) has the power to control and change the physical state of the target through touch. They can make the blood flow faster, become excited, excited, or produce emotions such as sadness and pain (perhaps they can do more).

At the same time, they can also stabilize the target's spirit to a certain extent and heal minor wounds through contact.

even.

They are able to temporarily transfer damage or curses (tangible or intangible) from a target (person or object) to themselves - temporarily.

Their physical strength did not increase much, but their mental toughness increased greatly.

Note: The power of this ring is indeed worthy of its name. But few ritualists who reach this ring are worthy of its name.

※Desire comes from flesh and blood, and we are all controlled by the body.

…………

……

The carriage drove to Fleet Street.

Stop not far from the pharmacy.

Stopped for half an hour.

The driver had no idea who or what the passenger was waiting for.

"Have you ever heard a word?"

Roland's face darkened.

"With great power comes great responsibility."
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I noticed that you love to make these sarcastic remarks.

"Yes, I love it."
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Think of a solution.

"What can I do... What do you think of the driver——"
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shut up.

Roland rubbed his temple and leaned back in his chair.

He could see the pharmacy through the glass window, but he could only sit in the carriage and wait until he calmed down - he couldn't go home with his head held high and say hello to his uncle and Yam and say that he and his brother came back together.

He hadn't mentioned his brother to Yam in all these years, and he was afraid that someone (himself) would be embarrassed to death if they met suddenly.

"Have you ever heard a word?"

"As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed."

"If you ask me, you can just go back."
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and then?
"Then kick the door open, put your hands on your hips, and give them a flaming tadah!"

Roland felt that he shouldn't have asked.
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Say something that's not bullshit.
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I think I can level up.

"..."

"So fast?"
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Is it fast?

"Do you know how many years it took Fernandez to get to the fourth ring?"

"Roland, you're abnormally fast."
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Maybe…
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Just like in a chivalric novel, I am the protagonist of the story?

"Didn't you say you wouldn't talk nonsense?"

Roland: ...

"You'll be in trouble after the third ring."
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I am having troubles now.

Each step on the path he embarked on required a mystical organ.

Such tangible and valuable items are rarely circulated in King Island - the good news is that every member of the tea party has an extraordinary background.

Shandel is from the church, Rose will soon join the private alliance, and Roland is even more so.

They don't need to constantly seek out dangerous ritualist gatherings where they trade items face to face, like those wanderers do.

Even though they claim to be safe and stable.

"Let me see..."

"Promotion Ceremony."

"A glittering heart, a mystical organ, an echidna's tongue, a whistlebird's feathers."
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What are echidnas and whistling birds?
"Two species that are not too rare."

"For each of your rituals, the mystical organs are the most troublesome. You have to be prepared to spend a lot of money... maybe not just 'money'."

(End of this chapter)