Thinking of the title [God of the Protector of Lies and Flower Girls], Jenkins shuddered. He was annoyed by this ugly title, and finally thought that the simple title of "God of Lies" was not only formal but also nice.
In short, the turmoil caused by Diwo's death has not yet ended, and no one can say clearly whether his death will affect the battle in the outer sea.
But at least it will definitely have an impact on Nolan. Although he didn't leave any last words like "Do you want my treasure...", he did leave a fatal letter.
"That's a communication between Divo and the [Gear Artisan Association]. Judging from the contents of the letter, Divo has mastered the special usage of a powerful item in the hands of the artisan association, and the artisan association wants to buy Divo's knowledge."
Granny Tinawa, the keeper of secrets, explained to Jenkins, but she didn't know anything more. After all, she was temporarily transferred back to the city because of the recent shortage of manpower, and escorted those monsters back to the church.
Jenkins was curious about this matter, so he waited in Miss Bevanna's office until eleven o'clock at night, and finally waited for the woman to come back.
The appalling night rain showed no signs of stopping, and Miss Bevanna, who returned to the church, looked extremely tired. The incident with the angel put a lot of pressure on her, and in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, she had to appear in the encirclement and suppression of [Whip of the Dead] that she didn't need to participate in.
"Good evening, Jenkins."
The woman took off her coat and hung it on the hanger at the door, then sat down on the sofa.
"Good evening, Miss Bevanna, sorry to bother you so late."
Jenkins sat next to Miss Bevanna, stretched out a finger to rest on his wrist, and an extremely weak green fluorescence lit up where their skins touched.
The woman let out a moan of relief as he used his powers.
Soon the nuns and ladies brought the dining car, and Miss Bevanna hadn't had dinner yet. But after a proper rest, and drinking the syrup made of colorful sugar granules, Miss Bevanna looked much better.
Jenkins doesn't have the habit of snacking at night, but Chocolate doesn't mind having an extra supper. Miss Bevana smiled softly as she watched Jenkins' cat pawing the oily steak in the man's palm.
"You seem to have an aura that makes people feel safe."
Miss Bevanna teased.
"That's just an illusion. Every time Dad hears that I'm hanging around outside, he thinks I have a unique ability to cause trouble."
Jenkins responded.
Today's operation went smoothly, at least the information received was correct, and the scribe team did catch some cultists. Miss Bevanna followed the team for a whole day and had no chance to make a move, but the action of the demigods was very necessary.
"In addition to our accident, other churches have also made similar actions. Now the five churches are almost out of force. After all, we don't know whether those lunatics have the ability to make the crazy move of summoning angels again."
Although Miss Bevanna is not in the church, she knows about Diwo's affairs very well. As soon as she opened her mouth, she pointed out that the activated gear steam giant that appeared by the sea last week had a considerable relationship with Diwo, and it seemed that the believers of the God of Lies appeared there by accident.
The church even speculated that Divo stole something belonging to the Artisan Association in order to create such a huge monster.
"Divo and the craftsman will meet on the first day of next month, that is, next Monday. We don't know what kind of news Divo has, and there are no clues in his relics. But they have no chance to make a deal, Let that knowledge be buried forever."
This is not like a sentence that a follower of a sage would say. Even if knowledge is dangerous, it should not disappear at will, but should be properly kept. But seeing that Miss Bevanna was really tired, Jenkins didn't express his opinion, and secretly speculated in his heart whether the deal between Divo and the Artisan Association was the reason "Future" reminded him.
After all, the timing of the first day of next month is very critical, so Jenkins had to think of the reminder from the future.
"Could it be that once the gear craftsman and Divo meet, it will cause an irreversible disaster?"
DeVoe is dead, and unless Jenkins can travel to the future again for revelation, at least for now he won't have the answer.
"But at least I have understood that the disappearance of the gear craftsmen is by no means normal. What they are looking for in the ground is even more terrifying than the arrival of angels. This matter is not over yet. Divo's death is just the beginning. I think the next step The Artisan Guild is finally coming out of the ground!"
(Chocolate is running... )
In Jenkins' memory, no week has passed as quickly as this one. It was already Thursday in a blink of an eye, and he still felt that everything on Monday was right in front of him.
After breakfast, I went to visit Fenny as usual, and the girl lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Although the mood seemed normal, Jenkins could feel the sadness from the bottom of his heart.
"gentlemen."
She greeted Jenkins obediently, and the two stood together in the corridor on the edge of the courtyard watching the rain. Jenkins worries that Feeney will catch a cold, but the girl rejects Jenkins' offer to let her go back.
Phinney was Jenkins's first believer, and also a fanatic of true value, which was understood when Jenkins received the priesthood of "The Protector of the Flower Girl".
Now as long as he gets close to Fini, or closes his eyes and concentrates on imagining Fini's existence, Jenkins can hear the messy thoughts in her heart and understand her deepest desire.
Because of this, Jenkins can know the girl's sadness.
But he didn't know if Fei Ni was aware of who she believed in. She was active in the church every day, participated in prayers to the sages, and chanted hymns in the choir. But she also said Jenkins' name in her mind once or twice every morning and evening, and Jenkins could feel it every time.
On Monday, Miss Audrey and Miss Bronnie Anse sent her back to the church, and the fortunetellers used a good reason to explain that Fei Ni was out during the closed period of the church, so she didn't get into trouble for it .
"Sir, do you think Louise can become a star? When I was a child, my mother told me that once good people die, they can become shining stars in the night sky."
This is of course the imagination of mortals. Except for the stars projected by the power of the astral world into the night sky of the material world, the other stars all represent gods.