Chapter 189 Ch188 Am I Funny?

Chapter 189 Ch.188 Am I humorous?

It didn't cost Roland much money to 'buy' old Williams' bones - only ten shillings. The young man in charge of the back of the big car shop patted his chest and made a guarantee.

Forget about digging up just one corpse.

With a little more money, he could bring back half the bones in the cemetery at night when no one was around.

Of course, if he really wanted to do this, the first person to cause trouble for him would be James Shelley.

He did not know about the Ring of Silence, but James Shelley must have known about it - otherwise, he would not have allowed the graves of these lowly people to occupy the land without shoveling it away and using it.

This is one of the teachings of the Circle of Eternal Silence.

‘Do not disturb the peace of the deceased. ’

But even more interesting is the next teaching:

‘The silent singer is allowed to walk with death. ’

It means that mortals are not allowed to dig up the bones of the deceased. This disturbs the deceased's eternal rest and is also disrespectful to the White-Crowned Lord of the Wasteland.

But the ritualist of the Ring of Silence can.

Note: He is a ritualist of the 'Circle of Eternal Silence', not a ritualist of the path of 'Lamentation' or 'Dry Bones'.

There is still a big difference.

But Roland only needed the bones of old Williams. He approached Rose and asked her to arrange for a young man who was about to leave London to join relatives in Scarante to represent him.

Final cost: ten shillings.

There were seven employees in the big car shop, and the one who stood up for Roland got three.

On the afternoon of the third day, Rose packed the bones into two suitcases and brought two glass tubes of blood with her to find Roland.

To be honest, Old Collins was quite surprised.

Or you can say frightened.

He thought this was the 'debt' left by Roland outside.

When Rose pushed open the door and called for Roland, the old guy immediately turned his face and said very loudly that Roland Collins was only staying in his drug shop temporarily and that he had left London long ago. Taking a boat to other countries to develop new businesses and so on.

He told Rose that maybe there was feelings between them, maybe Roland 'left' something in her belly——

But don't even think about threatening anyone with this dishonorable thing.

He has nothing to do with Roland.

And Roland himself is now on a big ship, floating in an unknown sea area.

Talking and talking...

Roland came down the stairs.

The scene was extremely exciting.

Old Collins glared at Roland with a droopy face and embarrassment, wondering why he couldn't understand what he meant.

He obviously spoke very loudly.

Then.

Roland hurried over with a cane.

"Is it my Lillian?"

The more anxious he became, the angrier Collins became.

Although this woman was wearing a nice dress, she was not accompanied by a servant and came to the door alone carrying two large boxes - either she was not a child from a respectable family at all; or she was, but she escaped secretly and was ready to have sex with Roland. That dishonorable thing.

For example, elopement.

Either way, old Collins would not agree.

He couldn't tolerate Roland hanging out with a girl of low birth, and he couldn't tolerate him leaving London with someone's girl to go to that whimsical place to enjoy 'love' -

Young people's emotions are like the tide.

When it recedes, you can see how many ugly potholes there are on the beach.

With her head burning for a moment, maybe this woman could regret it, return home crying, and maybe stay in a monastery for a while, with family protection, and not delay dating other young people...

But what should Roland do?

He finally entered the church, had a stable life, and had friends and relatives.

He has a good reputation and is handsome. There will definitely be a good girl who is worthy of him in the future.

But if you leave without looking back...

Everything he has gained now will be destroyed.

Old Collins wouldn't let him do anything stupid out of impulse.

"What are you talking about, Roland."

He showed unprecedented determination, and there was almost fire in his eyes: "Watch your words, boy! Do you want me to beat you up now?"

Roland's eyes were blank, as if he hadn't heard anything, and he kept searching for Rose with his ears.

Old Collins quickly stood between him and Rose.

"Even if she has a child, it is an dishonorable illegitimate child! As your uncle, I will never allow you to leave everything behind and go somewhere with her - how do you live? Whose money do you rely on? Who will bless you? You? Boy, I advise you to think carefully..."

He said a lot, paused for breath, glanced at the girl with short curly hair who was "hiding her face and sobbing", and sighed secretly in his heart.

"I told you, Roland, to be careful and not to get into trouble."

"Now, how are you going to give this young lady an explanation?"

He didn't look at Roland, turned around and half bowed, with a slightly begging look on his face: "...I don't know what to call you. Believe me, miss, Roland Collins is not a good husband.

"Of course, I'm willing to pay for the bastard thing he did. It was our fault in the first place." Old Collins kept rubbing his palms and testing the girl with words: "Does your family... know about Roland?"

Rose covered her face and shook her head slightly.

"…well."

This answer proves that this girl did run away secretly.

And a girl who can do such a thing...

Think about what the family background would be.

"I advise him, and I advise you as well. This is not a romantic story - I just say that those things are harmful."

Old Collins sighed, and began to scratch his head and wipe his trouser line unnaturally, but his eyes flashed with a gleam: "... I think it's better to notify your family first, how about it?"

He was sure that the person in front of him would refuse.

As expected.

The girl covered her face and shook her head.

"... But how can I watch him continue to damage your reputation. If we stop now, we can still discuss and discuss it repeatedly, and maybe we can cover it up - but if you really take that step with him and people know about it, it will be all over."

Seeing that the girl didn't speak, he whispered another sentence to guide her: "... It would be better if we were just friends."

As a result, the person in front of him slowly put down his hand.

"Sorry, old man."

The face that laughed with tears was revealed.

"... We are already friends."

Crack -

Old Collins' body swayed, and he hurriedly held the cabinet beside him.

He seemed to have not heard what Rose said clearly, staring at her: "...What?"

"I'm sorry to worry you, sir. Although I'm not a lady from a respectable family, I will never do anything that would bring shame to Roland." Rose smiled at Old Collins, lifted her skirt calmly, bent her knees slightly, and formally introduced herself.

"I'm Lillian Rose Vansittart, Roland and I have known each other since Falk County - we are friends..."

She smiled and teased him:

"The kind of friend you expect."

Old Collins stared at Rose for a long time, then turned back mechanically.

——The guy who was looking for death all day was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his face was indifferent, and he was fiddling with a cigar in his hand.

"Uncle, am I funny?"

Old Collins took a deep breath, looked around the pharmacy expressionlessly, and looked for the broom he had just used before.

Boy, I must beat you up today.