The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 124 Ch.123 The road of chasing time

Charles Croy.

The father of Minsi Chloe, a viscount, a member of the Parliament of Truth, a blue-blooded nobleman, and the owner of the Wigan Mines.

The path of the contemplative.

Seventh Ring: Brain.

Tribunal, office of the presiding judge.

Without turning on the gas lamp, Enid lit a few thicker and shorter candles, poured Roland a cup of hot black tea, and added two spoons of honey.

"This will make you feel better."

Enid said.

"...That won't cause permanent harm to you, as long as you don't die in your own memory. You will have some headaches in the past two days, but they won't be very frequent."

This was the first time Roland faced a high-ring ritualist.

He could hardly put up any effective resistance.

"Terrible."

Roland sighed.

"Are you talking about yourself, or are you talking about Charles Croy?" Enid smiled: "To me, you are much scarier than him. I never knew that you not only dared to face the Ritualist when you were an apprentice, but also How dare you provoke Gao Huan during the first round, if someone hadn't happened to invite me today..."

Roland picked up the cup and wrinkled the tea noodles: "I'm not the one who provoked this, ma'am."

"Why should I mess with nobles? Fernandez has talked about the 'trouble' of blue-blooded nobles."

Enid smiled meaningfully.

She said nothing, but spoke of Charles Croy and the code of "wisdom."

"The Meditator is a very peculiar path. The body of those who embark on this path will gradually decay, but their spirit and soul will become stronger. Every once in a while, they will fall into a 'long sleep' - forcibly awakening will be very costly. He just entered his long sleep half a month ago..."

Roland: "Because of Mingsi Chloe...?"

"Not entirely." Enid did not tell Roland the complicated reasons behind this matter in detail, but said what happened now:

"Charles Croy looked at your memory and found no evidence. So, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will get you a compensation-how about a strange object? What type do you want? ?”

"Do I deserve it?"

"You deserve it. Although the long sleep was interrupted...he is in more trouble than you. But you are the executive officer of the Inquisition. He attacked you and read your memory, which is equivalent to reading part of the secrets of the Inquisition - they Compensation must be made, gold pounds, and rare things.”

"Then he should be disappointed. Because I only have my uncle's secrets in my head...his pair of socks that he wore for two weeks without washing." Roland joked, staring at the silver narrow opening on the table with his slightly lowered eyes. Ju, tentatively said: "If possible, I would like a secret message, madam."

"Secret message?"

"Yes, the knowledge I gained in the sleeping world tells me that the ritual object for promotion to the second ring requires the 'secret transmission of rich flesh and blood'. I don't know what this means..."

Enid mused: "...enriched with flesh and blood."

The secret of rich flesh and blood.

"If this is the description, all I can imagine are some great rituals and invisible arts." Enid glanced at Roland and discussed: "If you give up the rare objects, I will find them for you. Big ceremony as compensation. But you can’t understand the big ceremony of others - you have learned this lesson, right?”

Roland nodded: "I don't ask for identification, madam. I just want to prepare in advance and use it as materials for future ring promotion...or invisible techniques-"

"Just the big ceremony." Enid made the decision for Roland: "The possibility of the big ceremony is higher. In one or two weeks, I will ask Fernandez to bring it to you."

Roland thanked him.

"Now that you are a member of the First Ring, have you ever tried to enter the sleeping world again?"

certainly.

Only Aurora was missing.

"That jungle, ma'am, I've never been anywhere else."

"The danger of the sleeping world comes from its 'disorder'." Enid said: "You will never know whose dream or fantasy you are entering. Those twisted worlds, upside-down and chaotic scenes - —The most important thing is that you will understand it when you actually experience it.”

"In the sleeping world, there is often not much difference between ritual practitioners and mortals."

Roland blinked: "You mean, we can't use "Secret" in the sleeping world? "

"That depends on luck." Enid said: "'Everyone below the tenth ring is a mortal' - you have entered the ring and have seen what kind of power the high ring has. You should be aware of the gap between us. They are two completely different worlds.”

"We are not truly 'mortal'. This sentence is more suitable for us in the sleeping world."

"Because when you are in the sleeping world, the gap will be infinitely narrowed - in some dreams you are a link, in some dreams you can only be an apprentice...or more fragile."

"Except for carrying standard objects into dreams, apprentices who have not reached the first level are not allowed to explore dreams." The woman hesitated slightly: "...although you are qualified now..."

Roland felt that Enid was a little cute at this time: "'The ritualist cannot exist outside the sleeping world.' Moreover, I have embarked on an unknown path, and the waking world cannot help me. Madam, I can't hide for too long. of."

The word 'hide' made Enid laugh.

"I'm protecting you, Roland... okay. I once went to a dreamland, which was not a dangerous dreamland, and left an "anchor" in it..."

"I will be with you then."

The two chatted for a while, until a trace of tiredness crept into the corner of the woman's eyes.

Roland stood up and left at the right time.

The fire in the room was warm.

Enid curled up on the sofa with a blanket around her.

In the battle with Charles Chloe today, neither of them actually put much effort - Enid, who had dealt with many members of the Truth Parliament, had a deep understanding of the "Thinker" path.

Starting from the fourth ring, "Decay and Transformation" will make them suffer constant physical pain.

Swelling, tearing, abscesses, rotting, and deformation.

The higher you go, the more painful it is.

They must sleep all year round to control their deteriorating flesh and blood. At the same time, they must find a way to hold the ceremony in time during the short awakening period - cause an impact, obtain ritual materials, complete the ceremony, and then upgrade the ring.

This is a very dangerous road, and it is not allowed for people to stay in a certain ring and enjoy themselves.

From the fourth ring, there is no turning back.

Relatively.

This is also an extremely powerful road.

The "Thinker" of the high ring has the power to sneak into memory - just like Roland encountered today. If he is killed in his memory, then he will die in reality.

In addition, they also have the power to manipulate time within a certain range.

Fast forward, stop, or go backward.

Even further, they can turn themselves into "eggs" and parasitize in the memories of others...

Grow, hatch.

Thus taking over another person's body to achieve immortality.

They control time, but also chase time.

A terrible road.

Powerful power.

Enid knew why Charles Chloe was angry, even to the extent of reading the executive's memory without authorization-

Because of Mins Chloe.

A dissolute, inactive, vulgar and shameless person is not a threat in anyone's eyes, nor will he become anyone's enemy.

This kind of safe, harmless and easy-to-control blood relative is the best choice for the "egg".

Obviously, Charles Chloe is preparing to "deal with" his son and cultivate him into a perfect incubator.

Or he only showed a trace, or he has paid a certain price.

It's hard to say.

But Mins Chloe is dead.

Died of a terrible murder.

Compared to his son, he was more angry about who had ruined his chosen "future":

Someone guessed Charles Chloe's ring-up plan and plotted against him - but the plot involved Roland Collins and the Tribunal.

Enid tightened the blanket, her face calm:

'Victoria, you bitch. '