The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 565 Ch.564 About Benevento
Roland tried.

indeed.

Halida couldn't be an executive.

Even as a ritualist, she seemed unable to overcome the unreasonable fear in her heart.

Thus…

Roland had no choice but to entrust Randolph and Theresa to let the old maid teach Halida - of course, what Shandel said about warming her feet was just a joke.

Although she told Roland seriously that he should find three more pretty little servants.

Two are responsible for warming the hands, and two are responsible for warming the feet.

Roland imagined such a scene in his mind.

Then, answering Shandel seriously: Actually, he is a centipede.

It made Halida laugh.

Come back.

Roland had many curiosities about Natalie Benevento's invitation and Ms. Natalie herself.

such as.

Everyone knows the weight of the Benevento name, but Natalie seems...

Hmm... Roland couldn't tell.

There has to be something different about the richest man in the country, right?
For example, the clothes, or the servants who follow her around?

As a ritualist, most things cannot be measured by money - such as "strange objects" and "mystical organs".

But when the money reaches a certain amount, some things become different.

"Because Natalie Benevento, isn't 'Benevento.'"

Shandel knew what Roland wanted to ask.

Millions, or perhaps even more than a million in wealth. If these small yellow coins were piled up, one could overlook the entire city of London.

But Natalie Benevento didn't get much last name treatment.

It all started with her father, George Sutherland Levinson Benevento, or the Duke of Tafford.

When he was young, the old gentleman served as a county councilor. Later, after inheriting his father's title, he served as ambassador to France for a time - although he had no diplomatic experience at that time.

On his return he accepted the post of United Postmaster General, until he led a controversial 'movement' behind the scenes.

He was a colonel of the Staffordshire Volunteer Cavalry and later an honorary lieutenant of Staffordshire. In the civil service, he also obtained the title of Privy Councillor ten years later.

The so-called "Benevento", in addition to the family's surname, the family's wealth also includes all the properties left by his uncle and his wife's family.

Large tracts of land, mountains of art collections, and a small but definitely valuable share of shares.

These fortunes are difficult to measure, and it is no exaggeration to even describe them as 'the richest in the entire country' - although Shandel did not have a high opinion of the people who held the wealth.

Roland had seen him at the ceremony of the Cradle of Flesh and Blood, and even heard Shandel talk to him about art:

I seem to be very energetic, optimistic and talkative, and there seems to be nothing unpleasant about me...

But Roland also knew.

Inside and outside the door are usually two different worlds.

He had four children in total. Not mentioning his eldest son (and his twin brother who died young) who was the heir, his second daughter Natalie Benevento and his youngest son Rupert Benevento did not have a good relationship with him.

Among them, his daughter Natalie Benevento made him most dissatisfied.

Or you could say, shameful.

When the fat lady was young, she was engaged to a knight. At that time, the idea of ​​"rich marrying rich" was not popular, and not many families could afford to marry Benevento.

Old George chose an old knight for her daughter.

Only twenty-seven years older.

Although he didn't have much money, his ancestors were of absolutely noble blood and had an excellent reputation.

However, Natalie Benevento was not satisfied.

She had just come into contact with "mystery" and for the first time saw a world beyond carriages, champagne and banquets - a magical world that could allow people to possess "magic".

She was ready to embark on the "Dry Bones" journey and had consulted her father beforehand.

Old Benevento hated these "superstitious" things.

He told Natalie that no one would want to marry a witch who kept dead mice under her pillow and centipedes and black beetles in jars.

If she insists on doing this, get out and never come back.

He thought his daughter would compromise.

But she didn't.

It is worth mentioning that there is indeed nothing wrong with His Excellency the Duke’s cavalry title.

When he found out that his daughter started staying out all night, hanging around all day, and constantly going in and out of the houses of some obscene and morally low strangers, he actually took a rifle and broke down the door of the other man's house.

"He really did that?"

"of course."

There was a smile between Shandel's brows.

But the question is: which one?
Natalie was already in the first ring at the time, and in the same year, she found herself more than 20 lovers.

It was embarrassing enough for a father to have to come to his door with muskets - twenty of them?

Probably the whole circle was talking about whether her daughter liked to sweat or not, whether she had collapsed a bed by sitting on it, and whether there were some innate differences between fat women and thin women - there was no such discussion, but he firmly believed that there definitely were differences in private.

then.

Natalie Benevento became "Natalie".

As a father, he hardly ever mentions his daughter; as a daughter, she rarely uses her own last name.

The father and daughter are like strangers. Although they live in the same city, they rarely see each other, let alone say a word or two...

"and many more."

Roland interrupted Shandel at the right time.

He discovered a problem.

According to Shandel's description, the Duke should hate rituals, ritualists, alien species, and even everything that is beyond the understanding of "mortals": rigid, serious, precise, and standard. This is how Shandel described it himself.

But how could such a person appear in the cult's ceremony?
Roland had seen him at that ceremony.

"I don't know, Roland." Shandel didn't care about anything except Roland and the Sacrament, "but there is one thing that may be related to your question - a few years ago, he changed his party membership to the Gray Party."

Changed party affiliation?

Roland probably understood.

This is another problem that does not require you to spend time thinking about it - or rather, it is a problem that is useless even if you do.

He was not as smart as Randolph and could not understand many things.

"Maybe I should find a teacher and ask him to give me some political lessons." Roland joked.

"No need, Roland." Shandel said softly, touching Roland's cheek. "That's the card game on the top of the mountain. Only people on the top of the mountain follow the rules. People at the foot of the mountain look at it in mystery and awe. In fact, it's just another variant of the boring game of 'You share a piece of candy, I share a cup of tea'..."

"A game for big kids."

"They were just like the match woman in the East End, barefoot, bare-chested, spitting and swearing. If they kicked a stone, the people at the foot of the mountain would shout 'God's power' in fear. If they threw a piece of cloth, the people below would sing 'The benefactor has given us gorgeous clothes'."

"Maybe a few poker cards will be blown away by the wind, and the muddy toes will be happy again: Thanks to the new law! The poor can also have their own entertainment!"

"Tell me, what on earth was the reason for the bill?"

Shandel smiled very gently: "A cup of tea, Roland. The real reason is that the cup of tea was too hot, and our eldest child couldn't hold it. When he switched his hands, his fingers loosened and he accidentally dropped the cards."

Roland rolled his eyes. "You've made the world look so terrible, Miss Kratov. It's not beautiful at all."

You know best whether the world is beautiful or not, Roland Collins.

Shandel stared at the man in front of him with burning eyes, like a wildfire that had broken free from its reins and could never be extinguished by heavy rain.

and.

I don't care about the world.

(End of this chapter)