The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 1074 (Ch.1073) Alice's Lucky Day

Roland was curious about how Harida had survived the period immediately following the outbreak of the disaster—the power of the Iron Cavalry did not grant her the ability to inflict widespread damage on enemies, and there were no signs of flames walking through the house.

Roland thought he would come up empty-handed, so he had planned to search the house several times for any marks left by Harida.

"Yes, someone helped, helped..."

When Roland asked, Harida quickly turned to look at Jam Jones.

The latter lifted the cigar box on the coffee table.

There were no cigars inside, only a bloodstained dagger.

"It's a girl."

"Yam said."

She watched the boy, lost in thought, repeatedly stroking the dagger, and whispered, "She... is at the door."

It was the bone that Delos had seen.

Roland thought for a moment and remembered who it was.

When he accompanied Kingsley to the workhouse, he handed a dagger to a girl…

"She seems to have the ability to make the mice obey her. During the most difficult half hour, she was right at the door... Roland, is she... your friend?"

Yam carefully observed the silent child with his eyes downcast, afraid that he wouldn't be able to wipe away his tears in time.

The girl who controlled the rats didn't mention her relationship with Roland—perhaps she didn't even know. She simply smelled the scent of a newly built twin house on the dagger and, within minutes, decided to leave her life there.

That's why Jam asked Roland if he was his friend.

Maybe he's a teammate or something...

Don't executives always have teammates?
Otherwise, who would risk their life to protect her and old Collins?

"I forgot."

"what?"

“I don’t remember her name—maybe she said it, maybe she didn’t. I’ve forgotten, Jam.” Roland looked at the knife, his voice as soft as a feather falling in the wind.

…………

……

The good news for the Collins family was that Roland Collins was able to return safely—and for Roland himself as well. He was delighted to see Yam and his uncle unharmed, and unusually, he silently praised the Father of All Things.

By the way.

Harida has been "affected" enough by this disaster—all she needs now is a quiet, undisturbed space and some inexpensive, rare materials…

It seems we'll have to wait until the disaster is over.

Yam Jones treated Delos and Sandel very kindly, comforting the two girls and telling them not to be too saddened by the disaster, assuring them that their parents would surely have survived the tide just like him.

She was unaware that Deloz and Sender were both orphans.

You can't find a real couple in this house.

However, Deloz still appreciated Jam Jones's kindness. Now, her only worry was for her sister, Gilles Fonseca…

"The Great Whirlpool".

Such a large sect would surely protect its sister... wouldn't it?

the other side.

The Taylor family, having received Roland's warning beforehand, were among the few families who suffered minimal losses in the disaster: Randolph Taylor had contacted the "Wanderers' Camp" through Barton before the disaster struck. Several ritualists who had not yet reached the High Rings accepted a large sum of money and indeed protected the family during the rat swarm.

As the sun began to set in the west, Ms. Burns arrived at Taylor House, and her ritual followers immediately joined the fight against the rats—which naturally made the house more secure and the people inside safer.

Why did Ms. Burns come?
She had her own set of coincidences, and most importantly, the Taylor family's house was not far from the Burns mansion.

'Not for you, Mr. Taylor. Think of our baby, our beloved, our Miss Betty.' Of course.

It was not only Randolph or his more illustrious predecessors who were saved.

Some poor people, even those whose shoes had worn lines all year round, received the same treatment as nobles.

That's how Mr. Cordoni is.

He and his new wife, Megan.

When the rat infestation broke out, the two women were invited to the convent to enjoy their daughter's and other girls' performance of 'Ode to Eden,' which they had been rehearsing for half a month.

By the way.

He then spoke with the nuns’ ‘leader’ (as he perceived it) about something that had been troubling him lately.

The uneasy cobbler clenched his two old fists on his lap, while Megan gently covered them with her soft flesh: I won't go into details about Mr. Cordoni's new wife, Ms. Megan Cordoni, here.

She was beautiful, with thick, dark eyebrows and two small blue gems beneath them, washed clean by tears day after day. At such a young age, when she should have been innocent and carefree, she lived a quiet and gentle life. Kindness and understanding were bestowed upon this beloved woman by her benefactor.

This also gives her a captivating and alluring contrast.

She sat there beside Cordoni, her black hair piled up, the candlelight burning neatly around her meticulously outlining the lines of her lips, nose, and jaw.

To put it more elegantly, this is a girl that makes you want to take a sniff.

To put it bluntly, this is a girl you can't help but want to smell.

Did the old cobbler Cordoni have a stroke of good luck?

Two months ago, he would never have thought he would do such a 'heroic' thing—standing up for a woman from a group of street thugs.

How about comparing the strength of a cobbler to that of a street thug?
If a reporter were to interview those poor boys with bruised and battered faces, they would have to claim that they had faced an angry bull.

that's it.

The two met in an alley in the East End. Within two weeks, they fell in love with each other—according to Ms. Megan's undisguisedly passionate words: after that encounter, she was hopelessly in love with Mr. Cordonni.

Even if he was a cobbler.

of course.

Her identity is not as lovable as her appearance.

She is a...

A woman who used to work in the red-light district.

As for how she completely escaped her job and decided to become someone's wife, that's another story.

at the moment.

She was busy comforting her husband.

“You shouldn’t worry about Alice so much, William. Look how safe it is here. If it weren’t for Alice, you and I would both be mouse food.”

Megan has a beautiful voice; she speaks like she's singing. Thanks to that, women can navigate the muddy ground of men with ease.

William Cordoni was still somewhat hesitant.

A few days ago, a man and a woman came to his house and told him that their daughter, Alice Cordoni, had been chosen and would soon become a candidate for sainthood—there might be some tests he didn't understand, but... Alice was so outstanding, it was a sure thing.

He was just a little in awe of the name "Holy Cross"—was sending his daughter to church really a good idea?

He had originally planned to take some time to go to the West End to chat with Old Bullet and ask about his 'new son'.

Regrettably.

Today, however, they are under the protection of the monastery.

Is there any room for backing out now?
(End of this chapter)