Speaking of [Heart of the Ocean], Miss Magic's eyes seemed to light up, and she concluded by herself:
"It doesn't matter if I can't find Fermixiu now, as long as I can find someone who can find him. Mr. Candle, you have done me a big favor!"
She spoke excitedly, as if the pirate king who was good at hiding was right in front of her eyes.
In order to avoid attracting attention, Miss Magic's research room is located in the empty mountains in the south of Nolan. She used some means to dig out a square space inside the slightly raised hills. Miss Magic will be here when experimenting with dangerous rituals and items.
Enter from behind the fake tree woven by phantoms, followed by the passageway diagonally below. Walking along the simple stone steps for less than a hundred feet, you can see a little light.
After approaching, it was a big iron gate blocking the way forward, and there was a woman in a black cloak standing in front of the iron gate.
"Miss Bailing?"
This sentence was not spoken by Jenkins who could see the aura, but by Miss Magic. Hathaway had already heard the sound of footsteps and conversation, so she was not surprised by the appearance of the two:
"Miss Magic, I have something to ask of you."
"How did you know I'd be here tonight?"
Miss Magic wondered.
"It's just to try my luck. The communication channel you gave me is temporarily unavailable due to the plague. I want to contact you, so I can only wait for you here. This is..."
She saw the white cat on the man's shoulder:
"Mr. Candle? Good evening."
"Good evening."
Jenkins said the same, and then looked suspiciously at Miss Magic:
"Now you have exposed your face to Miss Bailing."
"Oh, Mister Candle, I've known Miss Magic longer than you think."
Hathaway said so, turning sideways so that Miss Magic could come over and open the rusty iron door.
To be honest, Jenkins wouldn't be surprised if there was a grim tomb behind the iron gate. But behind the rusty iron door is a laboratory-like space decorated with expensive ceramic tiles.
Jenkins was really taken aback, and kept looking around with the cat who was also "unseen in the world". He saw the blood-red bead representing Pompeii's ability at a glance. It was quietly suspended in a glass cylinder, and the base of the cylinder was a whole piece of obsidian.
"I found that the spirit of this bead is losing, but the loss rate is very low. This device can reduce the already low rate by an order of magnitude. I suggest that you use it or sell it within a year, otherwise the inside The representative's ability will definitely be compromised."
Seeing Jenkins looking at the weird device inquiringly, Miss Magic explained. She walked over and stretched out her palm to point directly in front of the glass cylinder, the spiritual light flickered, and the glass cylinder melted automatically. She moved away from the table and motioned for Jenkins to get it himself.
"If I find the guy who ran away, I will contact you immediately. But I'm afraid it won't be soon, after all, I have a lot of things recently."
The woman said, as if to drive Jenkins away. Although Jenkins was very curious about what Hathaway, who was silent at the side, was going to do so late, but he couldn't find a reason to stay here, so he had to bid farewell and leave.
Draw a bamboo tube casually, put the beads in it and hide it in the pocket to prevent the chocolate from being eaten by mistake. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and Jenkins walked towards his house after entering the city.
The weather tonight is fine but the fog is thick, and Jenkins even feels that the fog circle around the city has extended a little further inward.
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but at least he knew that the pollution in this city was getting worse.
St. George's Avenue was quiet and peaceful late at night. At a glance, only the street lights were still on, and the lights of the neighbors' houses were all turned off. But Jenkins could see his neighbor, Miss Silver Flute, in the basement, and he didn't know if it was a ceremony that could only be held late at night.
Unexpectedly, someone was standing at the gate of the fence in Jenkins' yard. From a distance, I saw the familiar aura, and when I got closer, it turned out to be the old elf Bruce Sianod.
When he left the old elf's new residence last time, Jenkins revealed his real appearance to him, and also explained his home address. It's just that I didn't expect the elves to come to the door so soon, and the last time we met was just the day before yesterday.
"Good evening, Mr Siam Nord."
Jenkins greeted politely, startling the old elf who was bending over to look at the flowers protruding from the gap in the fence.
Although spring has just begun, the flowers, plants and trees in Jenkins' yard have grown to the appearance of midsummer at an exaggerated speed. This is absolutely abnormal, but Jenkins did not connect this phenomenon with his [life origin], and only thought that the essence of God was affecting the environment. After all, the flowers blooming around God's residence are like spring all the year round, which is very acceptable.
"Good evening Jenkins, sorry to interrupt, I have something to say."
He referred to the young writer by Jenkins's first name rather than his last name, but the two didn't seem to get along that well.
"Please come in, you must have been waiting for a long time, right? Sorry, I have a lot of things tonight."
After speaking, he took out the key and opened the gate to let the old elf go in. He hesitated obviously at the door before raising his leg to go in.
After not seeing Elf for two days, his complexion has recovered quite well. You must know that when he first saw him on Monday morning, he was lying in bed and it was not far from meeting the messenger of death.
But now the old elf is full of energy. Even in the early morning, he still looks rosy, even more energetic than Jenkins who is a little tired.
There is no coffee or the like in Jenkins' house, but there are some unexpired tea leaves. He used [Essence of Life] to freshen up the long-standing tea leaves before pouring them out for use.
After placing the teacup and teapot on the coffee table, Jenkins also sat down. Chocolate had fallen asleep with the sound of regular breathing, in fact, it fell asleep in Jenkins' arms on the way home.
But no matter how late he sleeps, Jenkins believes that the cat will wake up on time at six o'clock tomorrow morning and wake him up too.
"What's your business?"
Jenkins has great kindness and closeness to the old elf, not only because the old elf is willing to share the knowledge of elves for free, but also because he has an inclusive and warm temperament like trees and grasslands.
"On Monday, you mentioned the [Alien Frenzy], I was really worried, so I entrusted my friend Harama Lain Sam to help me investigate, oh, you have seen him too, I planned to ask him to help Handling the will. His situation is similar to mine, and he can be regarded as a stranger in this city, but he is good at making friends and knows some secret information."