The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 572 Ch.571 Natalie's Compensation
"Blasphemy? I heard nothing, saw nothing, Lady Natalie" - those who fear her power would say so.

"Your brother is just sick. I believe that under the glory of the Father of All Things, he will recover one day and walk in the sun like you, find a gentle and kind wife, and become another pride of the Benevento family" - a gentleman who wants to save face would say this.

She was curious about what Roland Collins would think of a blasphemer, a man who was cursed and changed color from birth - although she didn't think there was anything wrong with her brother. If there was a curse, it was the sin left by her father or mother.

But to her surprise.

Roland did not answer her question, but turned his head and asked her brother with interest.

“Men are more interesting than women?”

Rupert Benevento: …

"Are you insulting me?" His face changed slightly and his voice became even shriller.

"Why would I insult you with a man or woman who only exists in the universe?" Roland blinked. "Is steak an insult to an animal that never eats meat?"

Rupert stared at Roland for a moment with his pink eyes that looked like countless pieces of broken glass. His expression was cold and indifferent. "I don't have to answer your question, Executioner. Unless I'm in the dungeon of the Inquisition... Do you have the ability to do that?"

Natalie laughed. "Maybe he could do that, Ruby."

Rupert was annoyed: "Don't call me Ruby."

"So, Lulu?"

The boy grinned, finally remembering that he shouldn't argue with this fat pig-like sister - he has never won, and at the same time, his sister would not be angry about it, which would make him feel "victorious".

"My brother was born like this. I mean, his hair, eyebrows and eyelashes, his eyes, and some of his body... My father consulted many doctors and alchemists who played with metals and poisons..."

Natalie made an extremely indecent sound like a pig grunting at a trough, picked up the wooden bowl, and scraped the scattered pudding inside into her big mouth with a spoon.

Wiped it.

"…Excuse me, Mr. Collins, but you seem to be troubled by this 'curse' as well, right?"

It's really rude.

However, Roland now clearly understood the character of Ms. Natalie in front of him.

"I am lucky, ma'am. There is a light that has always illuminated my way, warming my flesh and soul - perhaps I can get to where I am today, not just one light, one flame. I don't know about the curse, and I don't think the Father of All Things would curse a new, pure soul."

"In my opinion, it's just a disease that we haven't discovered yet."

He pointed to his hair, eyebrows, and eyes.

When Roland was speaking, the boy who was concentrating on the soup raised his eyes slightly. After noticing his sister's gaze, he quickly lowered his head and only raised his ears high.

"Like the one you have met, my friend, Halida."

Roland described Halida's situation.

"This is also a rare disease. We cannot attribute all unexplained conditions to the 'curse' - this is not a happy thing for a devout believer. Don't you think so? This is slandering and blaspheming the Father of All Things, the benefactor who has given us the honor of bathing in His glory."

With the explanation of the wrench, Roland was full of confidence.

At least what was wrong with Halida was a disease, what was wrong with Beatrice was a disease, and what was wrong with Mr. Rupert must be a disease as well.

"If the Father of All Things is as merciful as you say, he shouldn't have made me like this, Executor." Rupert put down the spoon and said with disdain: "Hui Guang? I don't even have the qualifications to meet Hui Guang. You don't think that you are the only one who has memorized the Book of Eden?"

"An arguing personality."

"I am fragile inside, but I have a strong sense of self-esteem."

"By the way, it's best for him to stay out of the sun if he has this condition."
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Do you know how to cure him?
"I'm sorry."

Roland pondered for a moment and repeated Wrench's words: "Spend less time in the sun, Mr. Benevento. It's not a fatal disease, but you may have to miss some daytime appointments... I'm not kidding when I say this."

Before Rupert could refute, Natalie showed a look of surprise.

Her brother really can't see the sun.

"Mr. Collins! Have you ever seen such... I mean, the same patient?"

"No." Roland shook his head. "When I was a child, I heard an old doctor talk about this. Madam, this is indeed a disease, not a curse. Just like Mr. Benevento's and my eyes, we were born, grew up, and enjoyed the pain and happiness of this world. Except for the color, we are no different from others."

Natalie was disappointed at first, but then she couldn't help but tease, "It's different to love a man deeply, Mr. Collins."

Clang.

Rupert threw the spoon, stood up angrily, and left the table without looking back - even so, he maintained the pace that a lady should have, "gracefully swaying" through the corridor where servants were serving, and disappeared around the corner.

"I bought you a new dress!" Natalie yelled, "...He's always like this. I'm a woman too, so why am I never angry?"

Maybe your brother is the one who makes you angry? The strange way these two siblings get along is really interesting.

"If the Duke or my brother finds out that I told others about Lulu's 'illness' and let her meet strangers, I'm afraid I won't be able to visit our house again." Natalie looked around at the servants and said self-deprecatingly, "They don't like me very much."

This statement reveals a lot.

No one uses the word 'guest' when they go home.

"I can understand, ma'am. When I was little, Yam didn't welcome strangers to approach me. Even if they were familiar friends, she rarely let them meet me."

"Yes, monsters should have a harder life than normal people..."

Natalie was referring to Roland and Rupert, and maybe herself as well.

"I was right, Mr. Collins, you are an interesting man."

Roland wiped the corner of his mouth with the napkin and said, "That's what I want to say, ma'am. But I hope you can find out about Halida's brother as soon as possible - otherwise, this 'compensation' will not be enough."

Natalie laughed: "I'm really rude today, right?"

Roland nodded slightly: "It's very rude."

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After seeing Roland off, Natalie climbed the stairs shakily with her bulging belly.

"Can't they let my Lulu live on the first floor? She has to climb the stairs every time she comes."

While complaining, the fat woman waved away the servants, pushed open her brother's door without knocking.

A girl with waist-length snow-white hair stood in front of the mirror, wearing a rose-patterned ivory dress.

She wore a corset and exposed her shoulders.

Extremely Beautiful.

"I hope you'll knock before you come in—how many times have I said that?"

"I'm tired, let me sit for a while." Natalie sighed, supported her waist, moved to the chair and threw herself into it.

The chair let out a loud wail as it could no longer bear the weight.

"That's my chair!"

"To be exact, it is the property of the Benevento family. It does not belong to you or me, Lulu. We only have temporary use rights. And how long we can use it depends on how long it takes you to be kicked out by your father."

The pink-eyed girl bit her lip, her face looked delicate, but the words she spoke were full of hostility.

"If I had not been as shameless as you, looking for drunkards, gamblers and sick men everywhere, if I had not lived in disgrace and filth, if you had not made the name of Benevento a joke, I think I could have stayed at home for a long time."

Natalie smacked her lips, savoring the bowls of delicious, smooth pudding she had earlier.

"Yes."

she says.

"You can stay as long as you want...How about a new dress?"

Rupert rolled his eyes and reluctantly turned left and right, swinging his skirt away.

"…What do you mean by asking me to see that Roland Collins? Do you think that as long as he's a man, I can - even if he's more beautiful than me? I'm not you, Natalie. I'm different from you."

"I'm not crazy."

Natalie licked her lips, "I didn't ask you to love him either, Ruby."

"Don't call me Ruby."

"Lulu."

"Don't call me Lulu either."

Natalie thought for a moment: "…Little beauty? Those men all call me that."

Rupert stroked his white hair and made an expression as if he was about to vomit.

(End of this chapter)