The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 446 Ch.445 The Steward and Communication of Sorrow

Although Rose didn't know why Peggy Street had to care about their 'friendship' (in fact, they didn't have such a thing), and why she was 'confident' about some unspeakable answers - she was willing to hear it. Interesting things about the Treat family, listen to what the old guy has to say.

——Butler Martin did not go into detail about the ritual performer, but only thanked Rose for everything she had done for Peggy in this 'just action', thanked her for going to dangerous places, and praised her kind and upright soul...

at the same time.

He also expressed his special thanks to Roland and Kingsley, saying that it was a real shame for Streeter to let these two gentlemen from afar witness such an unseemly mess.

His rhetoric was so gorgeous that only Kingsley could cope with it with equally splendid long and short sentences, while Rose and Roland were just the little dumb little detectives who acted as detectives -

"Actually, I have known for a long time that such a day would come."

Afterwards, the butler Martin told them a limited number of old stories about the Street family.

About Henry Street.

A child born crazy.

There was something wrong with him since he was a child - in addition to doing the bad things that bad boys from aristocratic families often do, as he grew older, some of the actions he considered 'interesting' gradually became excessive.

For example, what he did to his sister.

——He once killed Peggy’s cat.

The pet cat's body disappeared, and in the early morning of the next day, only a head was left, hung on a fishhook at the door of Peggy's room.

Paige was lucky enough not to witness this bloody and horrific scene.

The maid was frightened.

From that day on, Henry gradually fell out of favor with Old Street, and his brothers and sisters began to look at him with a strange eye: For the family living in Mine Corner, the actual requirements for male heirs were not high.

And ‘causing nonsense’ is considered a compliment, which will make them think that their children have ‘manliness’.

But Henry's behavior went far beyond a child's mischief:

He targeted his sister and showed complete cruelty and indifference in this 'prank'.

There is nothing wrong with killing animals, but he should never hang its bloody head in front of his sister's door - the implication is not very good.

When Old Street asked, he denied it flatly (this behavior is really insane):

Even though the servant found half of the cat's paw under his bed.

Claws chopped off with an axe.

Three days before this happened, Old Street happened to give him a beautiful silver-wrapped hatchet.

A bloody axe.

Rotting cat claws.

Blood stains under the pillow and cat hair on the body.

"At that time, Ms. Peggy Street was the only one in the family who liked the cat without a bridge of nose, and the cat would only get close to her... It was a magical thing to say," the old housekeeper was immersed in the memories, and was lost in thought, " The cat is obedient and only listens to Ms. Street, as if... thinking."

Rose listened quietly and glanced at Roland silently.

She always felt like something was wrong.

Can't tell.

"Of course, this incident grieved Ms. Street. Soon, the master moved little Henry to another house and rearranged the servants for him."

said the steward.

"He is gradually alienating his brothers. Alas, maybe, this matter..." The housekeeper wanted to say that maybe Mr. Street had done something wrong, but a servant had no right to talk about his master.

What's more, Old Street is dead.

"Until that fire."

Butler Martin mentioned the flames that burned all night, and there seemed to be a faint light of fire in his cloudy pupils.

He was no longer suitable for crying in public, but he still had wet eyes, apologized, took out a handkerchief and dipped the ends of his eyes.

"...a conflagration in which only two Streeters survived."

"If I hadn't been sick in those few days, I would have slept in bed and gone with the Lord to see the Father of All Things..."

The three people could see the unconcealed hatred and anger in his fire-stained eyes - for what Henry Street did, the old butler obviously had the same feelings as Peggy:

Because his son, the street gardener's apprentice, died in the fire.

Not long after his son got married, his wife became pregnant.

That night, the couple gave their flesh and blood to the flames.

"Sometimes, I even hope that I am the one who dies." When mentioning his son, the old housekeeper burst into tears. "I really don't know why God would punish a child who has never made any mistakes in his life..."

His withered hand on his knee was holding the handkerchief hard, and his voice became broken.

He said that without that fire, Street would probably be even stronger - at that time, many businessmen were interested in mines and land in Inns Town, and the Wigan mines were surrounded by lush forests.

They were going to build factories here.

Unfortunately, due to a fire, the town of Inns changed owners.

"So," Roland suddenly said, "the forest survived."

Martin said with a thick nasal voice: "...Yes, yes, sir. However, I think it will be a matter of time."

Roland didn't answer any more.

So the butler continued.

Tell about Peggy's crying, her pain, her lack of food and clothing, and how she was threatened by Henry Street.

——He mentioned these things to express to Rose how deeply the wandering life and tragic past in recent years would leave a deep scar on a girl.

Perhaps she was confused by the miners and promised something she couldn't do.

But this is normal.

She was too young and a girl who didn't know how to be a master. She only had a heart full of kindness and impulse, and kneaded them into a knife made of butter.

But how can the poor afford butter?

Butler Martin sincerely apologized and asked Rose, Kingsley and Roland not to question Peggy Streeter's morality and not to hurt their precious friendship because of some inferior people.

"It's not easy to get acquainted, Miss."

The old butler bowed: "I'm telling you the truth, and I hope you won't leave any regrets in Inns Town. The Streeter family really has no debts, and even if the mine is closed, it will be enough to support it for a while."

"But I still think there is nothing wrong with this approach."

After crying, the butler left.

The three of them understood his intentions.

Obviously, the Street family did not want to offend a "Shelley", and they believed that this "tribulation" between them could enhance their friendship, so that in the future, the two families could continue to pour some business soil on this not-so-solid bridge of friendship.

Make the bridge more solid.

"If she comes in person and says a few dirty words, I think she's a good person." Rose said with a playful look, "I'm not a pure Shelley, forget about this kind of social etiquette for decency - and they also appointed the butler to act, is this the tradition of the Street family?"

Roland coughed lightly and touched Rose with the tip of his shoe.

"What's wrong?"

"A bit like Chandel, young lady."

"... You're talking nonsense." The daughter, who was temporarily named Shelley, lost her composure in a second, her two green eyes widened, "I can't be like her even if I'm a pig!"

Roland held his chin and smiled with his eyes curved: "You are angry. Why? Because of Street's broken promise, because of those miners, or because you think that a "friend" you think is good is rotting in front of you like meat that has been left for a long time?"

Rose pulled the corner of her mouth and didn't answer directly:

"... Just like those people who say they love you in bed. Everyone knows that they don't love, but it doesn't stop them from moving forward... It's a ridiculous world."

His girl always becomes particularly cute at this time.

Roland didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at her, from being hard-mouthed to soft-mouthed, and then watching her pick up a matchbox and hit someone.

Kingsley squinted.

Pure... Shelley?

Chandel?