Miss Magic in the dark night stood at the entrance of the alley covered by shadows, leaning against the wall with her hands folded on her chest. This is a very good location, with a wide view to see the street outside, and because the street lamp is at the entrance of the alley, it is difficult for the eyes adapted to the bright light to distinguish what is in the shadow at the first time.
"Good evening, Miss Magic."
Jenkins offered to say hello.
The woman glanced at the white cat on his shoulder and responded, "Good evening, Mr. Candle. To be honest, I'm surprised that you would come to me. Is it about those tattoos? Sorry, my research has yielded some Problem, now indeed able to rely on the part of the tattoo you provided to find the rest, but the number of the remaining tattoos seems to be close to triple digits, I think I must be doing something wrong."
The corner of Jenkins' mouth twitched, and he almost forgot about it.
"There were some accidents in the [Alien Frenzy], you did a good job, Miss Magic, it's not that you were wrong, it's that there were some problems with the information I provided."
He recounted the news that he got more than one tattoo from the old elf, and the two walked into the depths of the alley while talking. The following conversation was not suitable for talking on the street.
"Prepared more than one ceremony? What do those lunatics want to do?"
Miss Magic said in surprise, but Jenkins didn't know the answer, but he generally knew that those cultists wanted to use the [Alien Frenzy], the umbilical cord of the Son of God, and the sacrifice ceremony to do some bad things.
He couldn't take the initiative to disclose the matter of Shenzi's umbilical cord, so he could only vaguely make a general guess. It's a pity that Miss Magic couldn't draw conclusions from this information, but only speculated that they wanted to use this to summon a terrifying thing.
"An angel of the evil god? It's very possible that it coincides with Alexia's news."
Jenkins guessed in his heart, and vaguely revealed about the angel.
Miss Magic glanced at the man in front of her suspiciously:
"Could it be that you already knew everything, and you specially called me out to make a joke?"
"Of course not. If I knew the conspiracy of those cultists, how could I stand here safely?"
Jenkins denied it, but still revealed more thoughts, and wanted to consult Miss Magic's point of view, but unfortunately she didn't understand the coming of the angel of the gods.
"After all, it is related to the power of the great ones. You should not ask me about the ceremony of the angel's arrival, but you should ask the bestowers of the Orthodox Church."
She reminded Jenkins like this, but Jenkins knew very well that at least a level 4 benefactor with extremely high authority was part-time Holy Son, and he didn't know the details of the angel's arrival.
[Alien Frenzy] There are a large number of tattoos. If you want to solve this problem, you can no longer rely on the power of Jenkins alone. So he euphemistically told Miss Magic that he wanted to revoke the commission to study that tattoo, and wanted to spend some gold pounds to hire Miss Magic to disclose the method of tracking the rest of the tattoos to the Orthodox Church.
"How much are you going to pay to hire me?"
the woman asked.
"20 pounds."
Jenkins said this figure cautiously. He didn't know whether this matter would be easy for Miss Magic, so he said a relatively large price conservatively.
"If you hire brokers related to the Orthodox Church to do this in the black market, not only will you not need to spend money, but you can also make a fortune."
Miss Magic thought about it with a calm expression, and then decisively agreed to Jenkins' new commission.
Since the previous commission was terminated, Pompeii's ability beads that were deposited with Miss Magic should also be returned to Jenkins. It was a special item obtained by relying on Mr. Hood's magical label paper. Unfortunately, the sticky note could not tell Jenkins what ability the round bead represented.
"The ability related to death, I only researched this point. To be honest, Mr. Candle, the formation of that ball is not reproducible, and my research has completely failed."
Talking about that thing, Miss Magic was a little frustrated. In my impression, this seemed to be the first time she announced that she had completely failed to do something.
Miss Magic didn't have the ball with her, so she invited Jenkins to fetch it from her makeshift lab. Jenkins took a curious look at Miss Magic's expression and agreed, which was probably a way for her to express her trust in Mr. Hood.
Miss Magic's research room is not in the city, so the two must go out of the city together. Because none of them wore strange clothes such as cloaks, they could walk on the street with confidence and boldness.
On the way, the two chatted about angels again. Miss Magic showed great curiosity about the ceremony of summoning angels to descend.
"Speaking of which, in your letter to me, it seems that you found clues to the Pirate King."
Halfway through the journey, they talked about Fermisau again, and Miss Magic remembered the real reason for their meeting at night.
"Oh, yes, the main purpose of tonight is not [Alien Frenzy]."
Jenkins raised his hand and patted his forehead. The cat saw his action suspiciously, so it twisted its body and slapped his face with its tail.
"Don't make trouble."
The man grabbed Chocolate's tail, and the cat immediately let out a threatening meow, and kept shaking on Jenkins' shoulder, almost falling off his shoulder.
"I did get a clue from the Pirate King. Remember the last time we went to raid the pirate stronghold together? That time there was a mysterious gifter who was not in the room. I just found out today that the gifter who was not in the room was Pirate King - Divo the Thief!"
"But the news I heard is that the Thieves are participating in the battle against the Nolan Navy in the Broken Isles."
Miss Magic frowned and said, seeing the flickering lights at the intersection ahead, she immediately changed her words:
"...battle, that's what the newspapers say, and I hope the brave sailors can crush those brigands once and for all."
"Yes, yes, the Navy will surely win."
Jenkins said the same, and the two passed by the patrolman turning from the intersection ahead. The two patrolmen walking together were carrying a new type of portable gas lamp, and there was an external gas tank outside the lampshade to output fuel.
This is a technology that has only appeared in the past two years, and people must prevent people who use this gas lamp from being blown to death by the gas tank.
"So it's uncertain how many Pirate Kings have appeared in the open sea. Maybe it's not just Fermisio and Devo who sneaked into Nolan."
Miss Magic didn't continue until she was sure that the patrolmen had gone far away:
"Divo must be for [Heart of the Ocean], the pirate kings all need this item. That's right, that's why he took advantage of the sea battle to enter Nolan, and now is indeed the best opportunity!"