The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 544 Ch.543 Halida's Troubles
Shandel was very surprised that Halida became an apprentice. After Roland touched her palm with the "secret" and manifested the secret triangle, Miss Librarian finally became interested in the whole thing and tried to explore the secrets hidden behind the story.

Compared to the confusing story told by Halida about the little monster in the bottle, Shandel would rather believe that the black-skinned lucky guy accidentally came into contact with the "standard object" of a certain road.

"I have never heard of any goblin performing any ritual that would allow mortals to touch the Code."

Of course, this is not absolute.

If they really can, it means the emergence of a new knowledge - can these alien species living in bottles have such good intentions?

"If what you say is true, it's a great discovery."

Shandel smiled sweetly at the girl on the hospital bed, and Halida was so scared that she immediately shrank back into the quilt.

but.

Shandel had to admit that Halida was indeed a little bitch with far superior talents than ordinary people in some aspects - she was not that dirty thief, and she was willing to admit some facts.

That's the truth.

Whether it was touching the ritual of the code or actually touching the "code object", Halida was considered a genius enough.

Some of the things she was born with just happened to match what was needed for a certain path.

Now, she is qualified to drill a hole in the soul and hang power.

All it takes is a standard, correct ritual, and some time to create enough impact, gather all the materials, and complete the entire ring-raising ceremony.

Shandel had no patience for trash, but was somewhat tolerant of Roland's pet, a hound that could become a ritualist.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

she asked with a smile.

This is also what Halida didn't want to mention after she woke up.

Although her head was dizzy, she vaguely remembered what she had done.

She looked straight into the red storm.

then…

And then she destroyed a family.

Thinking of this, Halida began to sob softly again.

…………

……

Shandel said that the 'red storm' that Halida looked into had changed her soul - if the word distorted is too scary.

She told Halida that this was a necessary step for ritualists. You might find that "something is different" about yourself, but you often can't tell exactly where it is different.

You gain some, and then you lose some.

Until you regret it too late, or enjoy it.

Roland asked Cinder privately that he did not feel any "change" in Halida - she was still the same girl as he first remembered:
Equally timid and cautious, the fear in his heart was almost written on his face, and anyone could see it clearly.

Unlike the "Holy Flame" who was deprived of "Mercy", she still felt painful and remorseful for her actions.

Unlike the "evil thoughts" of the "saints" waiting to be devoured, she originally did not have such qualifications.

She is different from herself, and does not possess the "greed" that the "secret scroll" desires, nor the "stupidity" that the "thinker" needs.

Roland didn't know which path Halida followed.

"A very suitable path for being a hound," Shandel stood on tiptoe, kissed Roland's ear, and whispered, "But I still want to see you lead her..."

In the afternoon, Fernandez took time out to come over.

It was obvious that he was not very happy to see this 'female slave'.

Come in a hurry and go in a hurry.

After staying in the room for less than ten minutes, he asked Halida dryly whether she remembered what happened, the details about the "White Veil Killer", whether they had communicated with each other, etc.

Until Halida started barking uncontrollably.

In fact, Fernandez didn't expect Halida to say anything.

"Remember to take care of the couple who lost their child." He bowed his head and prayed as if it was a routine, mumbling a few paragraphs of 'May the Father of All Bless You', then called Shandel out of the door, gave him a few instructions, and left without looking back.

"He told me to keep an eye on you."

As soon as Shandel came back, he told everything.

"Keep an eye on you and try to avoid contact with questionable people."

Roland asked Shandel what a person of questionable character was. "Who knows?" Shandel was also confused. "I just asked him. Isn't it impossible for us to change the captain?"

After hearing this, Roland subconsciously pulled back the corners of his mouth. He adjusted his sitting posture and prayed seriously for Fernandez Devinsson facing the wall - probably as seriously as he had just prayed.

May the grace be upon Fernandez de Vincenzo's players.

"You two bastards have really used up all his bad luck in life."

Next, it was time to make arrangements for Halida: she couldn't stay in the cold ward forever - even if she could take care of herself, Roland and Cinder didn't want to walk through that narrow, insect-infested corridor every time.

Roland found that he seemed to enjoy causing trouble for Randolph.

Since becoming friends with me, this sharp businessman with a pointy chin has suffered a lot - compared to the money he "earned" from that shocking scam, Randolph Taylor has been increasingly involved in his illegal activities.

He is not Rose and doesn't like to play this "exciting game".

but.

Who made him his friend?

Isn't that what happens between friends? Sometimes he's unlucky, sometimes she's unlucky.

"It can't be you, right?"
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I guess Ms. Theresa can take good care of a well-behaved little patient. As it happens, Betty has been talking about Halida for a long time.

"I guess Theresa wouldn't like her."
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of course.
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But education is such an interesting thing.

"Miss... Beatrice...?"

"Oh, right, the beautiful lady with golden hair, do you remember? She gave you a butterfly hairpin," Roland said as he sat on the bed. "She missed you very much."

Miss me...

Halida looked at Roland quietly, feeling that the wet and rotten part of her heart was healing slowly without her noticing.

"And what about Mason Lyle?"

The name that Shandel suddenly uttered frightened Halida.

She almost immediately shrank back into the quilt, shivering like a wet quail.

She couldn't help being afraid, and she couldn't help being terrified.

But strangely, when Shandel learned that she became an "apprentice", the mockery and awkward smile on his face disappeared completely.

"I..." Halida grabbed the corner of the quilt and looked at Roland pleadingly: "I just want to find my brother..."

She means.

As long as I find my brother, or his body.

Others...

She didn't want Roland to really do anything to Mason Lyle, not because of favors, but because she was afraid of the trouble that would arise after this incident...

such as.

If Mr. Collins had hit Mason Lyle, would the police have come?

If Mr. Collins accidentally killed him, the police would definitely come to his house, right?
What should the rest of the circus do?
Mr. Roland Collins' life would become a mess.

How should she face the people in the circus?

Where are the police?
If Mason Lyle had many friends, Mr. Collins would be in trouble.

Second.

Will her arrival cause trouble for Miss Beatrice?
Her color is not suitable, and she shouldn't agree to Mr. Collins' arrangement to live in the young lady's house, right?

She should be in this small ward. Even though it’s a little colder and quieter, at least no one dislikes her.

Her daily meals were probably all paid for by Mr. Collins...Does she still have to go?

What does she pay back with?

Is Miss Cinder in charge here? Does she have the right to allow herself to live in such a clean and pure temple where the gods reside?
Will someone drive me away?
Will she get Miss Cinder into trouble?

When Mr. Collins hears this story, will he be angry that he spent the coin?
He said I almost hit him... Should I apologize for that?

I killed a baby, I should be arrested, right?
Sir, are you covering for me?
I really got him into trouble.

If she really went to the cell, how could she say it to avoid Mr. Collins and Miss Cinder...

Would she be hanged, as Mr. Lyell described the fate of the disobedient runaway slave?
Halida began to frown again.

Until Roland held her hand again.

(End of this chapter)