The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 421: The Strange Heir
Followers of Eve (the second crown god) can use an extremely 'strange' ritual - a 'divination ritual' that may not seem 'logical' enough to other ritualists.

Through mud, dead leaves and spit, some strange prayers.

And the cooperation of the earth.

To a certain extent, they can ask Eve (or Nature) for a vague answer: most ritualists would describe such divination as - madness.

Because the sleeping gods will not really "respond" to people.

The conclusions they draw are mostly suggestions they give to themselves.

(If a strange ritualist can think it is strange, you can imagine how strange it is.)
However, since Peggy was able to accurately "intercept" their carriage at the town entrance, does that mean that this ceremony is not as bad as the reviews say?
"That particular mineral did come from the mines . . . that these men you saw were extracting. I'm sorry, Mr. Dawson, but I can't convince my brother that it was he who really transported it—"

She answered questions from both people.

"Miss Peggy, why would a daughter of the Street family come to miners?" Kingsley was obviously not satisfied with Peggy's answer and asked, "I think we should be more honest, right?"

As just speculated, Kingsley could certainly see that the miners treated Peggy differently - which meant that most of them knew who Peggy was and what her last name was.

It's so weird.

"…That's a boring story, sir."

Peggy said this, taking the bird out of her arms and placing it on the table.

The little monster that let out the wind began to run around on the table.

"I grew up in the town of Ince with my older brother and younger brothers." She said slowly, "I have the best father, the most gentle mother, and loyal servants."

Peggy Streeter's story is not a complicated one.

——She survived a man-made fire.

Who will be the beneficiary?
"My brother... is a lunatic." The girl showed hatred on her face: "He did these things, and he was so stupid that he thought I didn't know..."

The Streeters were a large and prosperous family.

At least in Peggy's generation.

She has two older brothers, three younger brothers and a younger sister.

At that time, old Street followed the common practice and prepared to pass the family business to his eldest son, Eli Street, Henry's elder brother, who died in disaster and never rose again.

At the time, Peggy didn't think there was anything wrong with it:
Family business is not everything.

The Streeter family was almost more powerful than the king in this land, and the other children enjoyed a generous annuity and were able to find something they liked to do.

then.

A moonless night.

a fire.

Two survivors.

In the following years, Peggy rarely returned home.

——However, the three people who listened to the story could clearly notice some omissions, such as:
Since Henry Streeter was so cruel as to burn his parents, his brothers and sisters to death...

Why was Peggy Street left alone?

You can't use stupid excuses like "to make sure I'm not a suspect" to get away with this:

He definitely did this.

But so what?

On the night of the arson, there may have been the shadow of the ritualist around Henry Streeter. The entire town of Inns was under Streeter's control, and even the sheriff and the mayor were related to the Streeter family.

Why did he let Peggy go?
Kingsley couldn't leave an unsolved mystery in his head, it would keep him awake at night.

“…Because I’m still useful.”

Paige rubbed her palms together and spread them out.

Then, the canary on the table flew to her palm as if it had received an order, and just stood there, very well-behaved.

"There are not many ritualists. He won't kill me until he finds someone to replace me. Sir, the Beast Group can talk to wild beasts, and these little guys are important props to ensure the progress of the Street Mine."

She weighed the canary in her hand.

"So, what kind of waves can a girl, a second-ring ritualist, stir up?"

The girl said with some sadness: "If I hadn't had a traveler teacher who led me on the path of embracing nature, I would have been reunited with my parents and brothers by now..."

She had a miserable life and lived in pain every day.

But there is more to it than that.

Roland had killed Mince Chloe and fought with Charles Chloe, and knew that some paths required the existence of blood relatives.

Maybe this is the reason?
Kingsley didn't care about that.

He still kept a straight face and spoke with rejection in his words: "The transfer of power will inevitably be accompanied by blood and violence. Countless people will fall on the way to the ladder to protect their 'queen'. Miss Street, I don't know about others, but for me, I will never participate in such an event."

Paige understood what they were worried about and shook her head.

"Please listen to me, sir, miss." The girl sat up straight, looked at the three people one by one, and said sincerely: "Please listen to me. I don't want the power that makes people crazy. I believe in Eve and I will never covet worldly creations. I have my own purpose. Just like you are worried, I am also worried whether this will implicate you."

"Otherwise I wouldn't have come here tonight, would I?"

she says.

The girl who believed in the second crown god told them a story.

Poor people's stories can be found everywhere.

These poor people do not refer to any specific individuals, but a huge group: the miners.

Thirteen pence for men, five for women, and three for children.

One week.

This is not enough to fill your stomach.

"If I hadn't stolen money from home, I would have had some savings..."

How could a rich lady sympathize with the miners?
"Since I was a child, I have never liked to drink tea in a formal manner, sit in front of the glass window and enjoy the so-called 'afternoon leisure' - I like to run on the hillside, catch fish in the stream, and look for squirrels and foxes in the woods..."

"It was a miner who saved me."

Miner, sir.

"Street led the town of Inns, and I grew up on this land - I watched the miners' sons grow up, and the miners' sons watched me grow up..."

"We are like trees in a forest, each one next to the other. Who can not know each other?"

They grow together, getting younger and more mature.

The rebellious girl had no playmates like young masters or young ladies, only a bunch of dark faces.

They were afraid, tentative, and nervous at first, but later became sincere.

These two girls with one eye and one nose are no different from them, right?
"Street is rich because of them." Peggy lowered her eyes: "But why can't we give these suffering people more happiness?"

If two pennies were added to the weekly salary, even if all the miners in the town of Ince were included, each month it would only be the cost of a ring or a hairpin that Peggy once owned - but for the miners, this money was no less than a surprise like the arrival of the father of all things.

Perhaps they care more about those two pennies than the Father of All.

Two pennies.

But Henry Streeter would never loosen his purse strings.

Two pennies.

"I know that all businessmen pursue profits, and so do the Streeters. We need to make money to maintain our rule and live differently from the poor - but, sir, ma'am, only two pennies! Two!"

"I don't have such naive and ignorant demands. I don't want to give anyone a huge reward and let them enjoy the same life as me. I just hope that the man with a broken leg can leave a little more money as an inheritance to his wife!"

“Is this an excessive idea?”

Too much, or not too much.

The three listeners each had their own ideas.

But Peggy's feelings were sincere. There was no need to speculate. Just look at her expression and you would know that she was absolutely serious.

"Uncle Leete, Aunt Mary, those kids my age, the kids younger than me... You may not know how many legs, arms, and heads are lost in Inns Town every month..."

Peggy gradually became gloomy.

"And when the white mine appeared, everything became even more terrifying..."

White ore.

The miners called it 'Sterritor White Ore' - this wonderful mineral hidden deep in the mines was an excellent building material, and it was discovered that a small amount of it ground into brown bread would add a lot of color to the ugly bread:

If you are ruthless enough and release more, you can almost sell it for twice the price.

"The earth is crying, sir, ma'am. Perhaps you can't hear it, but I can't sleep all night, always awakened by the crying in my ears - the trees are rotting, the plants are withering, and the land is no longer full of vitality: what about the people on this land?"

“When nature begins to suffer disasters, it is often we who depend on nature who suffer.”

As Peggy spoke, tears came out.

"I can't watch my friends being tortured by the white ore, coughing up blood, and dying on the straw mats. I can't watch the Streeter family's territory become a dead zone."

Peggy told them that in addition to the white ore powder that would settle in the ground and be carried across the town by the wind, Henry Streeter was also considering expanding the white ore processing plant - just behind the town, in the vibrant forest next to the lake.

No follower of Eve would like this.

"Believe me, sir, ma'am, I'm not naive."

she says.

"'From today on, no one has to go down to the mines anymore' - I'm not that stupid, and I certainly hope that Street can lead this land forever."

"But the coal alone is enough to support the family's expenses. Why touch the 'white mine' that harms everything? If they drink two bottles of expensive wine and eat a few pieces of soft meat less every week, they can each have a few more pennies and be happy all week."

“If people could be more tolerant and less greedy, wouldn’t everything be so difficult?”

(End of this chapter)