The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 697 Ch696 exists

Chapter 697 Ch.696 Exists
"Goddess! What did you steal?!"

After finishing her money-lending business, the thief, along with her female assistant, met Roland in the backyard of the teachers' building.

She carried a lot of bags, and so did Halida. The two of them looked like they were going to the market to buy goods - Roland seemed much lighter, holding only the iron cage.

The thief dropped his bag, rushed over quickly and lifted the blanket.

The small animals inside have eaten a hole in the iron cage.

"…You stole a mole? Or a hedgehog?"

"It's 'buy'. Watch your words, Rose. I'm not a thief."

"Well, how much did you pay to 'steal' this mole?"

"Sixty pounds."

"You must be crazy."

"It's a xenomorph, dear."

"What dear...Halida is still here..."

Rose always noticed something odd.

Roland then spent five minutes introducing the echidna, but the other party was not surprised that a mortal could capture an alien species.

Rather, many alien species particularly favor mortals.

To her surprise, Roland's fate seemed to be like that of the protagonists in the novels that Old Tom read—a knight who obtained a sword and would face the enemy with his horse in the next chapter.

“…Sixty pounds. How come I can’t buy such a cheap alien?” Someone began to feel jealous.

"Coster's Silent Grip" cost her twenty-four hundred pounds. Do you know how much you have to steal to earn twenty-four hundred pounds?

"If I remember correctly, you have at least 90,000 pounds in savings."

"That's different, Roland. Of course the more money the better."

Rose and Roland see things differently.

Not just about money, but about everything.

"So, you can upgrade your ring?"

There was a hint of sourness in his words: "James said I might have to wait a few years... He said I was already a rare talent."

"Let's ignore the rare question, Rose, why did you steal this thing?"

Roland stirred the sack and took out half a box of lamb intestines.

"Um…"

The girl blinked, turned her back to Halida, and took a small step forward: "...I don't know what this is. What is it used for?"

Gazing at the hot spring, Roland took a small step forward and whispered to her mysteriously:
“Put it on your fingers while cooking to prevent your hands from getting dirty.”

Rose pretended to bite.

“Not romantic at all!”

In fact, the box of lamb intestines was found at the bedside of a history teacher. When Rose led Halida into the room, he was sleeping soundly with a girl in his arms.

"A student."

Rose raised an eyebrow, "I took her clothes and his clothes."

It was inevitable that this would happen.

"Don't you plan to transfer your 'Alice' to a better school? For example, one specially established for those real ladies..."

Rose picked up the bag casually.

The three people don't have to go back the same way, they just need to find a solid wall.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Mr. Cordoni hasn't been to the pharmacy for a long time. My uncle won't let me go to them, saying that it's a tacit understanding between the two parties. You should understand, right?"

Rose was very disdainful and kicked the gravel. "It's just rumors. I think your uncle's friend is not very smart. He actually rejected such a great opportunity..."

Becoming friends with the executive was indeed the best opportunity in Mr. Shoemaker's life.

Roland understood why he didn't come, and why Pushou Collins didn't allow him to visit.

This is a tacit understanding between adults.

"He's afraid of my clothes."

"So he deserves it, and so does his daughter. She should have been bullied and beaten by other older girls, and made to drink feces and every month..." Once it comes to Roland, Miss Snitch will use the most vicious words: "Then, be raped by a man, and when she returns home, cry with a big belly..."

"She died during childbirth, leaving behind a father who is forever in pain and regret..."

Roland couldn't help but laugh a few times: "If your methods can be half as vicious as your words, I'm afraid that Shandel will never bother you again."

Even Halida could see that this Vansittart was only tough in words.

She was raised by a prostitute, and grew up in a place where one could go to heaven without permission, but in some ways she was often even more innocent than an eight or nine-year-old child—but she was good at talking, and could easily come up with all kinds of obscene and dirty things.

Both his mind and voice are shallow.

"Let me see, Rose. Uncle had planned to rent the store to William Cordoni after he moved away—at a very cheap price, so that he could make a living while taking care of the girl. You haven't met him, so you don't know how stubborn he is."

Just because he would rather die than go to the factory, Roland could guess that Alice's life would not become more prosperous over time.

"why are you not going?"

"Maybe... honor, dignity, or something like that?" Roland shrugged. "I helped him once before, providing him with a few designs for leather shoes. Later, I heard that another 'more famous' shoemaker copied the design and took over the job."

"He was only rich for less than half a month."

Rose looked Roland up and down suspiciously: "You can also design leather shoes? How come I didn't know that?"

"Honestly, there are many things that happened to me that you don't know."

Talking about this topic, Roland looked a little serious.

"For example, my biological father is not Thales Collins, but a famous duke. He recently sent someone to find me and said that he wanted me to return to the family. You know, I once avoided getting stuck in the quagmire of red tape, and I am not short of wealth, so I am very reluctant to have another 'father'."

"He urged me to change my last name, go to a good college, and become a real 'upper class' person - but I didn't want to."

"I would rather go out to sea, start as a sailor, and then, when I'm familiar with the ship, I can get some money, buy my own ship, and become a free pirate."

“This is the life I want.”

Roland sniffed and the corners of his eyes turned red.

"But he disagrees."

"That pirates are all criminals—how can that be?"

"They are the freest group of people in the world. If I find a few companions, I will set sail immediately and explore the unknown world on the vast ocean..."

"And there are some secrets that only truly free people can discover..."

At first Rose listened carefully.

The more I listened, the more something seemed wrong.

She fell back and bumped into the maid who was half a head taller than her with her shoulder.

"Look, I didn't say anything bad about him, did I?"

The thief extended a finger and quietly pointed at the man in front of him.

Halida smiled and replied gently, "Mr. Collins has an extraordinary imagination, Miss. That's his charm."

"His charm lies in his face and his mouth that never admits defeat," Rose rolled her eyes, "In the future, he will also have to have a servant who always speaks for him."

Halida agreed.

And be proud of it.

She looked ahead, like a loyal hound always keeping its eyes on its master.

"I also want to see what his ring-raising ceremony looks like..."

Before Rose could finish her words, the person in front suddenly turned around.

"Big! Secret! Treasure!"

The sudden shout startled several crows that were guarding the wall.

"It really exists!"

Rose started and looked around immediately after hearing the sound - the oil lamps in some rooms were lit.

Someone will be here in less than half a minute.

“You bastard! Ke-you…you…!”

The frustrated thief never failed to make a 'perfect theft' - except today.