Chapter 227
Chapter 227: A Good Show
Translator: Lonelytree
If Peggy wanted to hide something, and she didnât want Matthew to know, Matthew would probably never understand.
Only those who were born with a certain level of intelligence and possessed a little humanity, but did not ascend to the level of Peggy would have a special indicator of loyalty.
Currently, only Phily, Soldier, and the Drifter had loyalty indicators under Matthew.
If he wanted to get more shared abilities, he would have to continue working with these three.
Matthew pondered for a moment and pulled his attention back to the present.
[Short Weapon Specialization] was still useful for Mages.
In addition to the crossbow, every mage would also prepare a dagger for self-defence. The higher the level, the more powerful it would be.
This dagger was often the mageâs last defence.
If he could make good use of the dagger, he might be able to create a miracle.
But what Matthew was most concerned about was Soldierâs change!
He was originally annoyed that this guy had gained another grey keyword. He did not expect that through his preaching, he would miraculously turn the negative keyword into a positive one!
Did this mean that there was room for improvement in other keywords?
Matthew looked at the kneeling Soldier and fell into deep thought.
As night fell, Matthew and Lorraine walked on the streets of Marsh Water City together.
After nightfall, the city, which usually looked lifeless, seemed to suddenly come alive.
The flow of people on the street had obviously increased.
Loraine introduced,
âDo you find it strange? There are more people going out at night than during the day. This is because there is a superstition among the residents here. They believe that the probability of getting sick at night is much lower than during the day, so if possible, they wonât go out during the day.
âTherefore, other than holy water, the best-selling items in Marsh Water City are lanterns and candles.â
Matthew found it interesting. âSo many people actually believe this nonsense?â Lorraine shook his head.
âItâs not entirely nonsense. Iâve asked many people. They all have long-term experience living in Marsh Water City. According to their observations, they almost never get sick when they go out at night, but not during the day. This might not be a superstition, but a rule.â
Matthew nodded seriously.
When they were about to reach the entrance of the theatre.
He suddenly asked, âDidnât you notice we didnât encounter anyone sick or coughing on the way here?â
Loraine nodded and said, âItâs like this. Perhaps this is the reason why itâs not easy to be infected when you go out at night. Those guys who were sick didnât seem to parade around at night.â
âMaybe itâs not that they donât want to go out at night, but that the Plague King doesnât want to pay them at night?â
Lorraine laughed out loud.
âThis guess is very reasonable! Maybe the Plague King is the clown in the theatre weâre going to. Because heâs busy working at night, he doesnât have time to hire people to spread the plague!â
At this point, he suddenly dragged Matthew into a small alley on the side of the theatre. As he walked, he said excitedly,
âDo you still remember the location where we chased after the red-masked man? Letâs go over and take a look now. We might find something unexpected!â
The two of them walked into the depths of the alley. This was exactly the back of the theatre. They really bumped into something.
At the back door of the theatre, a man was shaking a womanâs arm impatiently.
The woman looked less than twenty years old. Her belly was slightly bulging, and she looked very sweet. However, her hair and clothes were a little messy. The woman grabbed the manâs forearm and begged,
âI love you, Bran. I really love you. I canât live without you. I already have your child. I donât expect you to do anything for us, but can you come and see me occasionally?
âWe havenât seen each other for more than three months. I understand that you keep saying that youâre busy, but why did you always make time when we first got together?
âBran, please, please donât be so cruel, please donât abandon me!â The man said impatiently,
âIsnât it enough that Iâm willing to meet you before the start of the performance?
âReyne, my career doesnât allow me to be dragged down by a child and a wife. Iâve told you many times, and I thought you would understand this.
âIâve always thought that youâre a well-behaved girl. Back then, I broke up with Cassidy because I saw this in you. Donât disappoint me, okay?â
The womanâs expression was a little confused.
âBut, but, but Iâm pregnant. My parents found out and chased me out. Iâve used up all the money on me and have nowhere to go now. I donât dare to go home. My father wants me to abort this child.â The man patted her face and said coldly,
âYour father is right. Aborting this child is good for everyone. As for the money, donât count on me. My pockets are emptier than yours. Otherwise, I wouldnât be performing so hard on stage. Donât think that Iâm rich because Iâm very glamorous on stage. Iâm just earning some hard-earned money.
âAnyway, Reyne, go home. You can abort this child yourself. Only then can we continue dating. Iâm very busy now. Leave before Iâm completely disappointed in you..â