The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 938 Ch.937 Heffer's Thoughts

The fact that Daniel Heffer brought him into the office showed that he was not willing to cooperate only with the church.

In the current situation, the Church, the Parliament of Truth, and the Secret Party are one country, while the Inquisition, the Queen, and the Gray Party are on the other side. As the "Craftsmen's Guild" also belongs to the Church, Daniel Heffer naturally has his own ideas...

'Rebellious' Daniel.

"Some people are too old, Mr. Collins. Like a misshapen cog in a machine—it throws off the gears and the whole thing breaks down."

“In my opinion, the rules made by humans are no different from those made by machines.”

Daniel Heffer said softly.

"When I was little, I always asked my father: 'What is hidden in a person's chest?'"

"He only answered me with silence."

"Mr. Collins, I am a paranoid person, paranoid and demanding. I insisted on getting an answer. He got annoyed and took me into the room I was never allowed to go to. He pointed to the row of glass jars on the wooden shelf - glass jars full of human organs -"

"Father lied to me, Mr. Collins."

“I didn’t realize it until I grew up.”

“Some people don’t have a heart in their chest… they replace it with something else.”

Daniel Heffer's eyes were deep.

"In my opinion, this is also the reason why human beings are weak - always hungry and thirsty, never satisfied, trampling on the rules because of greed, hating each other..."

This topic is much more serious than the weather.

Although Roland also thought that most of the old guys mentioned by Daniel Heffer were like pretentious little fools - what was the difference between them and children?

The difference cares.

They are grown-up children and there are no older adults to discipline them.

"I am willing to sell the Detector to the Inquisition, Mr. Collins. The prerequisite is that Ms. Enid Jutia will support me - as a shield, to protect me from the sword of the church... after I have completely established the New Craftsmen's Association."

Daniel looked at the stunned young man, an indescribable smile spreading across his face.

Yes.

Don't go around in circles.

The straightforward, even somewhat rude way of speaking - Roland felt familiar with it.

He had expected to spend half the afternoon talking about the weather.

"I don't understand, Mr. Heffer."

Roland shook his head slightly.

Daniel Heffer's father, Paul Heffer, was a high-ranking member of the Council of Truth and the owner of the "Craftsmen's Guild". As his son, he wanted to "split" the Craftsmen's Guild and stand on the side of his father's "enemy"?
With Enid Jutia, the Inquisition, the Queen, the Grays?
This is more than just rebellion.

Even a little stupid.

"I guess you're thinking about my stupidity." In this rather simple, even crude office, the gentle-looking man sitting at the table whispered about his cold ideals - similar to those of Droz, but with an added touch of reckless and fierce masculinity.

“It’s time to change the rules.”

He said.

"I am not belittling your wisdom and vision, Mr. Collins. But if you are not good at it, you will never understand what 'white coal' can really do: we can make instruments to detect mysteries, so that carriages no longer need real 'horses' -"

His facial features became softer, but his voice became more passionate.

“We can help those who have lost their arms regain their arms, and those who have lost their legs walk and run like normal people. We can build trains that can cross continents and oceans, and give wings to boxes to conquer the sky…”

Roland had heard of some of his great and fantastic ideals.

In the mouth of Nina Collins. To be honest.

He had no good or bad opinion of Daniel Heffer, but these future scenes overlapped with Miss Nina's voice in Roland's mind - he had some favorable impression of him.

At least.

He should be on the right track...

Right?

“But those old people who should have disappeared into history long ago don’t like this kind of life. Perhaps it’s because of their own interests, or perhaps it’s because of their ‘rules’, the boring and solid iron plates that flow in their smelly, poisoned and blue blood - wrapped in layers, making them like puppets in a box, getting angry and drooling over the ‘rules’ left by their parents, or their parents’ parents…”

Roland took about ten seconds to digest this long sentence.

to be frank.

Daniel Heffer is more 'rebellious' than he's rumored to be.

Although Roland himself knew that with his wisdom, he couldn't figure out how the 'machine' could fight against the 'tradition' - or, how the tradition could hinder the machine...

But this did not prevent Roland from understanding his character.

"Some deeper reason..."
-
With my wisdom, it's hard for you to explain to me?
"No points for answering quickly."

"I'm going to go back and ask the presiding judge, Mr. Heffer. I'm just a small executive officer, not even a captain."

"really?"

Daniel suddenly teased him: "I heard that the Chief Judge is very close to a young and handsome executive officer - they all say that this executive officer is a 'genius', comparable to the genius of Cinder Kratov..."

“But I think more.”

"It's feelings that bring you together, not talent or mystery or anything like that... Am I right?"

Roland was a little surprised.

Enid did not hide her relationship with Roland, because most people would not believe that the presiding judge of the tribunal, the Iron Man, would fall in love with a useless, greasy, weak man - he didn't even have a curly beard that a real man should have.

But Heffer believed.

He is much older than Roland, but his mind is younger.

"There must be some affection between you, Mr. Collins."

Daniel Heffer stopped there, perhaps out of respect for Enid Jutia, or perhaps because he had not yet figured out Roland Collins's "Border of Thorns" - he just told him that he hoped he could convey his ideas to the Chief Judge and list for him how powerful the camp with the New Craftsmen's Guild (Daniel's Workshop) as its pillars, the Inquisition, and the Gray Party was.

Roland couldn't imagine how powerful it could be.

All he knew was that Paul Heffer and Charles Chloe would be quite angry.

Split the Craftsmen's Guild.

It’s still my own son.

"If you really make up your mind."

"Of course I do."

Daniel Heffer let out a long sigh, as if saying these words to Roland had put him under considerable pressure.

"To be honest, Mr. Collins, I haven't had an easy life - the emergence of steam cars is just the beginning. We are not the ones who drive the tide of the times, but we are the first part to hit the dam with the wave..."

He told Roland very frankly that if someone had not solved the problem for them in the newspaper before, the progress of the steam car would probably be delayed.

"People like this should be in the workshop..."

"I think so too," Roland said, his amber eyes like a light that suddenly lit up in the room: "Fate always has countless coincidences, Mr. Heffer...Deloze told me about the 'Siren' in the newspaper..."

(End of this chapter)