The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 444 Ch.443 Speech

The third day.

In the former 'gentleman's inner circle' of Inns Town, a wooden platform two people high was erected in front of a fountain.

Before noon, their new owner, Peggy Street, will give a speech.

Because they were good girls of the miners, many men and women who were half-dressed came here early and occupied the front row position - this made many small businessmen dissatisfied.

Roland and his entourage were given special treatment. Together with the mayor, wealthy businessmen and town officials, they sat in a large shed with an awning and wind shelter.

Peggy arrived late.

But as soon as she appeared, the audience cheered.

This is no less than the most famous opera singer. It is even treacherous to say that the Queen will be treated like this when she comes to Inns Town.

"She's so popular."

Rose held her chin, put her legs together, and stepped on the board in front of her.

"Paige! Paige! Paige!"

"Here we are, the real Streeter!"

"Yes - our good days are coming!"

The miners took off their hats one after another, held them in their hands and waved them.

The woman held her child and shouted with her man.

The square was very lively.

At this time, it is time to add some brightly colored cloth ribbons and balloons, a few loud salutes, gorgeous carriages and pure-blooded horses - it will be more like the fat girl traveling at Buckingham Palace.

Paige thinks so herself.

She could feel the blazing gaze focused on her face, almost melting her.

She seemed to have gained an extra pair of wings in the cheers, sprouted hooves, fins, and scales all over her body.

This is a great moment.

And great people are always different.

'These are all people loyal to me. ’

she thought.

The boiling crowd waved silk scarves, cloth strips and felt hats with unimaginable fervor, shouting Peggy's name, or 'The Streeters live forever' - this was no less than a small miracle:

In this world where all living beings are awakened, it is the cheapest and most expensive miracle.

‘With just a finger of my hand, water that shouldn’t flow will flow, and ice that shouldn’t melt will melt. I can make the wool grow again and again, and make the poor rich and poor again, and the poor again rich. ’

Amidst the noisy blessings of Everlasting Glory, Peggy suddenly thought of what the old housekeeper had said to her.

Just a finger from my hand.

Just me.

I.

She tightened her rose-colored cloak and nodded gracefully and gracefully to those mortals who believed in greatness——

then.

They gave her greater miracles.

The boiling crowd exploded.

"Paige! Paige! Paige!"

they all shouted.

It's a great day.

Paige thought.

She kept a smile on her face and walked to the end of the path.

At this time, there was a huge wooden platform in front of him.

And the steps to climb the wooden platform.

She lifted her skirt, slowly raised her foot, and stepped on it.

The power that had been silent for a long time in this section seemed to have finally waited for its owner and poured into Paige's body.

She seemed much taller.

Section 2.

More power surges into the body.

Make her as light as a bird.

Section 3.

More, more.

She gave birth to some eyes, in other parts of the flesh.

She seems to be able to see right through everyone's skin, whether they are good or bad, true or false.

Section 4.

The ground is shaking.

The power carried in that shout was like applying low-quality paint on a window frame, seeping into her great heart, making her smell even more different from the mortals in the audience.

She held her head high and her right hand slightly lowered, holding it empty, as if she was holding an invisible scepter with supreme power.

Section 5.

Section 6.

Section 7.

She climbed up one section after another, as if she had shed her old body like a feather, and her skin was composed of a terrible substance that did not allow people to disobey. This allowed her to gradually adapt to living with honor and respect, and to be able to handle the slogan of eternal allegiance with ease.

She was no longer moved by those shouts. Like a guest who drank the soup, she already knew that she could come as many times as she wanted that night, and she would not be satisfied with a woman's screams.

Behind her fleeting smile was an indifferent look:

Like looking at the extremely dirty things in this world.

Look at it like you look at a buffalo's butt, a horse's butt, a dog's butt, all the butts in the world and the face of a politician.

Under her brief but authoritative gaze, the crowd gradually fell silent.

They lowered their ears like rabbits, carefully observed the monster on the wooden platform, and whispered about who the monster on the platform was and where their Peggy had gone.

'She was eaten. ’

A miner said.

‘Been eaten by the monster on the stage. ’

They believe it.

There's a wild beast hiding in the Streeter family home in Innstown.

bite.

She tapped her fingernail on the copper pipe in front of her. These riveted mechanical creations can send her voice to several large speakers under the wooden platform through vibration, and then through the speakers, the subjects in the square can listen to the edict.

"I want to apologize to you."

Peggy Street opened the show softly into the brass.

Her voice spread through the speakers in all directions.

"I want to apologize to the town of Inns."

she said.

"I want to apologize to the gentlemen, ladies, and children who have suffered over the years, and to all those who struggled to survive under Henry Street's rule."

After she finished speaking, she took a half step back and bowed her head.

There was dead silence in the square.

Then, more enthusiastic applause and shouts broke out.

'This is a good start. ’ thought Peggy.

At least better than Henry Street.

"...I apologize to you only for your past." She waited for the tidal wave of applause to subside and said as the tide receded, "I will not and will never apologize for your future - because I am convinced that that is A very happy and brilliant future.”

So said Peggy Street, owner of Innstown.

People gazed at her gorgeous robes and cloak, her beautiful blond hair, and her increasingly majestic facial features, and thought about what an upright, noble, and great soul was embedded in them.

"I know that you are waiting for good news, good news that can get you more rewards. But I need to tell you a worse one first-" Peggy paused for a few seconds, "...I sold part of the mine to Our supreme lady.”

The words fell.

The whole place was in an uproar.

"It's not your fault! It's not my fault either!"

The sound is louder through the copper pipe.

"My brother who fell from a building and left me like this left a huge debt that is difficult to repay. What should I do, everyone? Do I have to cut your already small weekly salary? , to fill Street’s equally hungry pockets?”

Paige glanced at the complicated eyes below.

"No."

she said.

"I'd rather sell it and give Inns Town a break and ruin Street's future - I'd rather do that than cut your weekly wages. Not only that, but I'm going to give you a few extra pennies as a reward. It’s painful——”

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly:

"No!"

It's a man.

"We don't want you to do this! Miss Paige!"

This title made Ms. Street frown slightly.

However, she listened patiently.

"We are people who know good things! How can we let you suffer and give us all the good things?!"

Many people joined in.

"That's right! Everyone! We have strength and can work. Is it true that Miss Paige is going to suffer while we gain weight?"

"She may not even be able to eat meat!"

"That's right! We must not do this!"

"Let the person on the throne take a look! The people in Inns Town are definitely the most hard-working and reliable!"

"This is our Innstown! Our place!"

Paige curled her lips slightly.

The fat gentleman in the crowd listened quietly, with the same expression as the woman on the stage.

He glanced at the girl in the shed opposite, whistled, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

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"Name": Absurd Change

"Type": Influence (Lillian Rose Vansittart)

"Description": A wave that comes due to selfish desires.

Riots, lies, sacrifices and pilgrimages.

You are participating in a ridiculous storm that you should not be participating in.

Your endless selfish desires and greed have had a large enough impact, and countless people will live or die because of you now, or in the future.

Their fates were rewritten, and they unknowingly entered the temple of radiance... or the eternal burning hell.

But you don't care.

We don't care about justice, kindness, bravery, and tolerance, nor do we scorn depravity, jealousy, cowardice, and evil.

You hate them all.

You love them all too.

Those whose flesh and blood were cut apart by swords and spears, or whose souls were torn apart by pain and sorrow and never healed...

You can only regret their fate.

But you're still happy.

Because you grabbed what you wanted out of the chaos and let the madness nourish your dry and cracked soul.

It makes you addicted and you will enjoy it for the rest of your life.

That's enough.

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