The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 1119, Chapter 1118: Ashley May Spencer

Kingsley, thanks to the doctors, received a warm welcome at the Hyman house (more precisely, Louis Hyman's small villa). When Rowland arrived with a letter and gifts, the perpetually stern-faced detective was engrossed in writing a hygiene manual for his lover (whom he did not acknowledge as his lover).

Miss Florence was doing very well at the Hymans’ house.

At least Louis Heyman treated her better than many others in society—he didn't believe in the twisted logic that a woman could be allowed to be a nurse but not a doctor.

There are too many distorted truths and beliefs in this world, but this one is definitely not one of them.

then.

Using the name of the old Dean Beatles, Louise, through the tentacles of the Hyman family, found many materials that this "last apprentice" craved: such as some live animals, blades sharpened to paper, small saws, gauze, all kinds of medicines, and dazzling metal utensils.

as well as.

He also funded the temporary construction of a 'research institute' next to the doctor's villa—although it was only two stories high, it did earn the gratitude of all the doctors.

Including former Dean Williams Jenner.

During the days when Betelgeuse was reduced to ruins by rats, the doctors lived in seclusion in the villa. Every day, they would take a ten-minute walk in the garden with a cup of coffee in hand to refresh themselves before heading to the research institute to immerse themselves in their beloved work.

Roland felt that this kind of life was even more terrifying than facing an eight-ringed player.

"But they are indeed worthy of respect."

The same garden.

Kingsley and Florence accompanied Roland on his aimless stroll.

Under the guidance of physician Snow, the repetitive efforts of these 'butchers' over several dozen days have been transformed into a thin booklet—untitled yet, but it is likely that once literate people read it, London will be unlikely to experience such a severe disaster again.

Water source.

Transmission routes.

Pollution.

as well as.

Signed by Williams Jenner, the document calls on the government and the Queen to allocate funds to design and expedite the construction of London's sewer system. Florence plans to go to the newspaper office and distribute the document in just a few days once it is finished.

This is a fantastic thing, but the people of London are unaware of it yet.

“You are one of them, Kingsley.”

Roland gently brushed past the holly-colored dahlias swaying beside his knees, and the breeze that came his way was no longer mixed with the sun's restless breath.

Summer is slowly closing its eyes.

"I'm only responsible for copying." The detective's face remained stern all year round, except for the few minutes when he first met Roland when he smiled a little—happy that they had both survived the disaster.

"In fact, Mr. Kingsley gave us a lot of advice and inspiration. Our mentor said that his name should definitely not be missing from the epidemic prevention manual."

Florence teased the stern man beside her in a lighthearted tone:
"The detective has an extraordinary mind, but unfortunately, I've lent it all to him for his medical career..."

Roland leaned over the disgruntled Kingsley and whispered, "You'd better watch out, he's not a good creditor. One day he'll corner you in your bedroom and demand payment for what you owe..."

Florence blushed and glared at Roland.

What does it mean to 'block the bedroom'?
This gentleman is really unreliable.

"No matter what happens in the outside world, you'll always be so free, won't you, Roland?"

Kingsley took a quick step forward, using his body to block the two people's 'communication'.

This made Roland laugh even more happily.

"oops."

"Everyone in London who knows you knows you're a lot of free time."
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I'm so busy, wrench.

"Only you don't think so."

"There are bad debts everywhere on the streets. You should clean up those stupid rat-raising idiots." Kingsley was referring to the increasingly frequent protests and the troubles caused by the Saviour Brotherhood.

They are trying to reach out to the Greys, hoping these supposedly 'free' gentlemen will stand up for the poor polluters. Frankly, the Crown Cult is not happy about another Orthodox church in London sharing their faith (or, more accurately, their gold).

But the cries of the Crimson Sons undoubtedly gave the Grey Party a glimmer of hope—although these fuels who live in the mud cannot earn the respect of leather shoes, there must be something to support the weight of their feet.

Moreover, the demands of these people at the bottom of society hit exactly what Victoria wanted:
By establishing a new sect, diminishing the influence of other sects, and muddying up the stagnant waters of religion, she can also once again project an image of astonishing virtue and refinement to the public…

She'd love to do it.

then.

Recently, all the messengers sent by the church to request an audience were told that the Queen was unwell. Subsequently, under the instigation of a certain group, the calls for the establishment of a new religion have grown stronger.

Even Enid notified the executives to postpone the mission of 'capturing the Savi Brotherhood' and instead arrest the citizens who were 'buying' the plague in secret.

"Abolish the Corn Laws, respect the beliefs of the citizens, rehabilitate the 'polluters,' and open up some knowledge about the 'mysteries'..."

Kingsley said slowly.

"There must be some of them that need to be discarded, right?"

When men get together, besides talking about women, they often steer the conversation toward national or world affairs.

However, Kingsley soon realized how foolish it was to discuss these things with Roland.

"...Kingsley".

"Ok?"

"To be honest, I don't understand."

Florence wasn't laughing much at first, until she saw an incredulous glint in Kingsley's eyes.

what.

These two gentlemen are quite interesting.

“What I mean is…” Kingsley pinched the bridge of his nose, “Never mind.”

"Stop calculating? What is the Grain Law?"

“This isn’t class time, Roland,” Kingsley said, genuinely exasperated. “You really should keep an eye on Lord Spencer. I think, at least in this matter, he shouldn’t have been dragged into this foolish political infighting…”

Roland was taken aback, then turned to Florence and asked, "Did he just compliment someone?"

Kingsley's face darkened: "Collins, sir."

indeed.

This was a rare instance of Roland hearing Kingsley express his admiration for someone directly and personally—even going so far as to mention his friendship with Roland, hoping that the gentleman wouldn't get caught up in the messy political vortex.

Lord Spencer?

“Spencer, Ashley May Spencer. If you’d like, I can tell you about his ideas and deeds. Perhaps, perhaps most people no longer have pure ideals, but… Lord Spencer is quite different.”

Kingsley said to Roland.

The legal age for prostitution has been raised from six to eleven.

This undoubtedly involved Lord Spencer's efforts, which were made despite numerous criticisms and gossip.

He has made significant contributions to the current issue of abolishing the Corn Law. In addition, he hopes that women with children will be removed from the mines, and that the government should draw a clear and unambiguous age limit for children to limit the 'greedy exploitation' of the mines.

Even Ms. Burns' new college had his active influence behind it—

He knew who the future of the empire was.

"He is a pure person."

Kingsley said softly.

“He is not lacking in wealth, nor does he want to gild his surname.”

(End of this chapter)