The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 570 Ch.569 Special Brothers and Sisters

Of course the Duke knew who 'ate' it.

In other words, with his rich experience, he could certainly think of other ways to use this fruit - in some salons, gentlemen often told jokes about drinking wine, and this story was one of them.

From the story of maids, maids and fruit.

This is not uncommon.

Rupert Benevento was soon assigned a tutor who had worked for the church.

male.

He did not speak of languages, art, literature, or arithmetic, nor of trade, stocks, or politics—he stayed at the Benevento house all day, just staring at Rupert, reading him the Book of Eden all the time, and conveying the teachings of the Father of All.

No one knows whether it is useful or not.

However, the tutor resigned on his own initiative in the second month and never set foot in the Benevento estate again.

Later, and later.

The story ended rotten at the right time.

Few people mentioned Rupert Benevento, the child who was not yet a man. The most reliable rumor was that he must have some physical problem, so he was locked up and never seen by anyone.

Rumor has it that he was lame, or had a hideous face, or even that he was the product of an affair between the old duke's wife and the groom.

No one knew the truth, and no one cared - because compared to him, his sister was the interesting one.

An inflated meatball, every month there are many true or false stories about love affairs: some of the parties involved have come forward to say that Ms. Natalie Benevento is a charming and "irresistible" perfect partner.

Isn't this much more interesting than Rupert Benevento?
Roland didn't know.

I just know that the 'boy' in front of me doesn't speak very pleasantly.

"It seems that the Executors are just like what I've heard, no different from wild animals. They never understand what to follow in other people's homes - for example, you don't know how to pronounce 'manners', do you?"

His light pink eyes were narrow and upturned like his sister's, and when he looked at people or objects, he would assume that they had no life.

He rubbed his slender wrists, shook his loose pajamas gracefully like a lady, walked around the hill of wooden boxes, put his legs together, and leaned back in a low cushioned chair.

If Roland didn't listen to the voice and only looked at his eyes, he couldn't tell that he was a man.

——This is completely different from his face.

If Roland and Rupert were put together, they would receive very different evaluations.

"You are too pretty to be a man. If the country needs us to take up arms, I'm afraid you'll have to prepare some pants that won't get wet easily." - They could tell Roland's gender, but they thought he looked too "delicate and beautiful."

And what kind of evaluation will Rupert get?
'Miss, I think I'm in love with you.'

This is the difference.

It was also the first time that Roland had seen a boy who was so "feminine" in terms of appearance, manners, and even the unconscious expression between his eyebrows - but what really surprised him was Rupert Benevento's "color".

His hair, eyebrows, eyelashes.

His eyeballs.

“You have a connection with the patient.”
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You mean, he's like Halida?
"You don't really think it's a curse, do you?"

of course not.

He didn't do anything.

But he got a pair of terrifying golden eyes.

I guess Rupert Benevento is the same with him and Halida...

But Roland really couldn't like this boy.

He talks so annoyingly.

"…Oh, blind man. Don't lie to me, Executioner. We ritualists don't just see the world with our eyes - do you think there are no ritualists in the Benevento family, or are you trying to fool me with the excuse of 'eye disease'? You hurt me, you have to pay compensation, understand?"

The girl's face was filled with malice, and she whispered, "Twenty pounds, can you kill an officer?"

"Then I'll pay you nineteen pounds. My sister warned me not to kill animals weaker than myself..." Roland rubbed his temple.

"Roland, hit him for me, a left hook, quick, hit him in the eye!"
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Why are you so angry?

"Hit his face so it's like his sister's!"
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In a few days, I will dig up Mince Chloe's body and let you feel relieved.

"That's for you to vent your anger. I have no grudge against Mingsi Chloe."

Roland's silent gaze only made him irritated.

Maybe.

This brought back some bad memories.

"You look a lot like me, sir. Has anyone ever hugged your waist from behind?" All he needed was a folding fan and a gorgeous and exquisite long skirt to imitate the former Cherry perfectly - but this kind of attack is no match for Rose's little iron fist for Roland today.

"Of course." Roland tilted his head, crossed his legs, and put his fist against his head. "My woman often does this."

The boy would not give in easily and continued to sarcastically ask, "A 'woman' fell in love with another woman?"

Roland said seriously: "I have to correct that, Mr. Benevento. It's not 'a' woman."

He said.

"Three. I have three lovers. As for whether I am a woman or not, according to them - according to them when they are 'crazy', you should call me...'Please let me go'."

The boy's face visibly drooped.

"I just like the way you brag without blinking an eye."
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Fernandez says this often.

"I know, but it's a shame you still don't know."
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What I still don't know?
"Like muddy toes recounting the taste of champagne, for a gentleman who chews on its fragrance every day, this scene is ridiculous."

Roland: ...
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I go sooner or later.

"How pitiful."
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What qualifications do you have to say that to me?
"How pitiful."
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You can only count on me to eat some steak.

"How pitiful."

Roland: Damn it.

Rupert Benevento didn't know what was going on. The man who had been calm and composed a few seconds ago suddenly turned dark-faced in front of him - to be honest, this was the fifteenth man his sister had found for him.

It is also the most beautiful and gorgeous one.

madness.

Would he like someone like this?

A woman falls in love with another woman?
Rupert narrowed his eyes and was about to continue expressing his dissatisfaction with his sister towards this man when there was a knock on the door.

knock knock.

"I won't let you in."

crunch.

A huge shadow blocked the firelight.

Natalie used her folding fan to push the door open a little, stuck her big head in, and looked at Roland and her brother with a smile.
"Have I disturbed you?"

Rupert was silent.

"I don't think so, Ms. Natalie Benevento." Roland grabbed his cane and stood up, fastened the button on his belly, turned around, and said calmly: "But I should leave now."

The fat woman stared at her brother who was fiddling with his fingers with his head down. After a while, she tapped her folding fan.

"There is no hurry, Mr. Collins."

She took a half step back and extended her hand in invitation.

“At least finish your meal…”

"Also, let me formally apologize to you."

(End of this chapter)