The most commendable part of the dinner was the sturgeon roe caviar stored in special cylindrical ice cylinders. After being delivered by the dining car, they were served in front of Jenkins in crystal clear crystal dishes.
Jenkins chose to take some out with a seashell spoon and serve it with whipped cream and freshly baked white bread. The moment the mouth is closed, not only can you feel the soft bread and butter, but also the strange sound of the teeth biting the fish eggs gently, and then taste it carefully with your tongue, what you touch is an extremely wonderful taste.
The meal was accompanied by champagne and wine, many of which were produced before 1836 in the general calendar, which means that they have been cellared for at least 30 years.
But it's a pity that Jenkins has never been interested in alcoholic beverages, so he can't fully appreciate the endless aftertaste when a sip of red wine enters his mouth.
But the cat seemed to be somewhat interested in red wine. When Jenkins tried a sip and decided not to touch the wine, he circled around the opened wine bottle on the table. But Jenkins will never let it drink. Even if chocolate shows an edible attitude to most human food, Jenkins still can't do it to let a kitten drink.
After dinner, he rested for a while, and chatted with the butler who was serving at the side about the current events and anecdotes of the Hampawa Kingdom. Mr. Gretel Reliant, well known by Bowen, was able to answer most of Jenkins' questions and showed absolute loyalty to Dolores.
If this is a world where ability and talent are expressed by numbers, Jenkins feels that Dolores' charisma and leadership will definitely exceed the limit of 20 for ordinary people. The young princess seems to have made up her mind to run for the throne, and Jenkins sees little chance of her failing.
The sleeping room is the last carriage. This carriage has been specially treated, not only for shock absorption but also for sound insulation. Although it is not impossible to hear the whistle of the train, it is still much better than ordinary carriages.
Because there was nothing to do, Jenkins rested early. He originally planned to use the spiritual magnet to go to Ruen and Alexia to meet first, but considering that it would take another day to reach Ruen, and it would not be safe to leave his unconscious body here rashly, he gave up. With this thought, after washing, he got into the quilt in his pajamas.
Before the break, Mr. Butler actually asked Jenkins cryptically if he needed a maid to "serve" him in sleep, but Jenkins politely declined. The bed he is sleeping on now can actually accommodate three or four more people, but he has no bad habit of being merciless.
But thinking of this incident, it is inevitable to recall what happened 24 hours ago. The young writer felt that his face was a little red, so he slightly pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, and turned sideways not to look at the ceiling.
But as soon as he turned over, he happened to see the cat lying gracefully on the side with its paws resting on its small head. The eyes of the man and the cat met, and Jenkins felt as if he could see the scrutiny in Chocolate's eyes.
"Ahem..."
He coughed to hide his embarrassment, and closed his eyes from looking at his cat. But he was still thinking about the chocolate, and he knew that he had completely accepted the fate of the stranger. In fact, the cat played a very important role in it.
So he decided to find time to reward him with chocolates during his stay in Loen. After all, following his master who was in danger all the time, this cat had suffered a lot.
But tonight's sleep is not destined to be perfect, because he slept very early, so when he was woken up by the knock on the door, Jenkins' first reaction was that it was dawn, and the servants were waking him up for dinner.
But he immediately realized that this was impossible, because it was the cat's responsibility to wake him up. If it was time to eat, the cat's soft paws should already be patting Jenkins' arm impatiently.
He reached out and turned on the floor-standing gas lamp next to the bed, and took a look at the pocket watch on the bedside table. The reflective dial showed that it was only past midnight.
After yelling to the door to indicate that he was awake, he walked out of the door in his pajamas and pulled his slippers.
The sleepy-eyed cat next to the pillow gave a soft "meow" and turned over to reveal its soft belly, but didn't notice that Jenkins reached out to stroke it. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Jenkins had already gone out, so he turned over and stood up, and quickly ran out of the door.
"what happened?"
It was Mr. Butler who knocked on the door. He was still wearing a decent uniform, as if he hadn't rested at all.
"Mr. Williams, three minutes ago, the night watch maids and guards reported that something strange appeared outside the window. We think it's best to report to you."
He hesitated to speak, but quickly cleared his mind:
"Your Highness said that you don't need additional guards, so the people who came to escort you were ordinary people. They couldn't understand what was outside, and I didn't know how to describe it, but at least we ordinary people saw it and didn't feel that way. Crazy, that's why we woke you up."
From this point of view, although the steward is an ordinary person, he should at least understand some common sense of the bestower. It didn't look crazy in the past, which means that no matter what happened, at least it shouldn't be a weird thing. Thinking of this, Jenkins blinked and looked out the window, and immediately saw a rather exaggerated length of mixed blue and gold aura, moving parallel to the train.
"I see, it shouldn't be too dangerous, I will solve this matter."
He nodded, but he didn't know how unbelievable it was in front of the housekeeper and maids for him to glance at the curtain and draw conclusions.
If it is an ordinary person, it will make people feel that he is talking big or not cautious, but because he knows who Jenkins is, the housekeeper completely believes in his conclusion.
Picking up the coquettish cat at his feet, he came to the restaurant car. At this time, the car was brightly lit, the servants were a little panicked, and the curtains were all drawn.
Jenkins opened the curtains and looked out. In the deep night, outside the window was another train, a translucent train with a green light.
It is traveling in the same direction as the train that Jenkins and others are on, and according to the relative position, even the speed is the same. The outside of the carriage has decorative patterns that are different from Hampavo's style, and because the curtains are closed, Jenkins can't see what's inside.
The green gloom train is not running on ordinary rails, the rails it is on are also translucent gloom. Because there is light snow floating outside now, and the night is already very deep, those green lights are still a bit dazzling when observed closely.