The locomotive is the center that controls the train, especially the train that has extraordinary power and travels through time like the Akatsuki, and here is the center of the center. Rather than saying that this is the front of the car, it is better to say that this is the quintessence of a mechanical creation that combines miracles and mighty power, and it is a unique work of art that cannot be copied.
"Why don't you go after your friend?"
The train conductor asked Alexia while wiping his sweat, and pulled the lever next to him to close the door of the carriage that Jenkins and the two had just entered. This dark green middle-aged man is extremely nervous now, even people who have no ability to perceive words and colors can find this.
"I don't think Jenkins will be in danger here... I heard him talk about your train..."
Alexia spoke in an extremely flat voice.
"This is not my train, I'm just a poor man imprisoned here."
"Okay, no matter what your relationship with this car is, I think just a sin coin should not be enough to get Jenkins and me in the car. The guy should also understand, but now he is confused by his cat Uneasy…”
Speaking of Jenkins and his cat, the short lady had a disgruntled look on her face. But she quickly adjusted her mood, and looked seriously at the train conductor who turned to face her and kept wiping the sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief.
"Tell me, what is the purpose of asking us to get in the car. Or, who wants to see us?"
"for this I… "
Thick green drops of sweat slid down the face, and the train conductor showed an embarrassed expression on his face, and subconsciously took a step back:
"Ma'am, well, there are indeed guests who want to see you. Although Tun... Although it is an accident that the cat got into the car, even if there is no such accident, I will take the initiative to control this car to appear in front of you in a while."
He walked quickly to the junction of the carriages and made a gesture of invitation:
"Waiting for your guests here, please allow me to lead the way for you."
"Where's Jenkins?"
As Alexia spoke, she took off the white plush cloak that was draped over Jenkins' coat. With this movement, she returned to her original appearance.
"I just need you, that distinguished guest just wants to see you. To be honest, Mr. Williams just met me not long ago. I really didn't expect him to be... No more, no more, you Please."
Alexia nodded, no longer caring about Jenkins' whereabouts, but followed the conductor to the rear carriage.
Just like the last time Jenkins was here, there was a repetitive box structure. It's just that when the train conductor led Alexia to the second car, he didn't knock on the door of any car, but stood at the front door of the car and said respectfully:
"W...Miss Wisconsin, here comes the guest you were waiting for."
There was a clicking sound next to the ear, and the space in the carriage in front of him twisted in a spiral shape like a towel that had been wrung out. The distorted space made people feel nauseous, but Alexia endured it. This was a rare opportunity to see the mysteries of space.
After the completely twisted space reaches a certain critical point of chaos, it turns to drift towards order again. It didn't take long for the space to recover, but this time it wasn't the familiar box structure, but a luxurious living room-style car that Jenkins had used when he went to Loen.
A green fire was quietly burning in the fireplace, and the fire reflected green, although the original color was unknown, but the carpet was expensive just in terms of wool quality.
The luxuriously decorated compartment was a little dark, probably because the curtains were all drawn. An elegant and tall woman sat on the sofa with her back facing the door, holding a goblet in her slender right hand, and the green liquid in the cup was slightly shaken.
Just from the incomplete back view, Alexia already felt that this woman was unusual. The strange woman's hair was very long, tied with ribbons and hung behind her in a complicated style, showing nobility and elegance.
"Okay, excuse me."
With a deep and gentle voice, Alexia's eyelids drooped to cover the string of runes that flashed across her eyes.
"Mr. Ron, you can leave now. After the meeting is over, please send them back."
"Okay, it's my pleasure to serve you."
The conductor took off his hat and bowed slightly, then maintained this movement, stepped back and left the carriage, not forgetting to close the door.
"Please take a seat, Ya... I think you have something to ask me, and I have something to tell you. Before Jenkins... before Jenkins Williams comes back to his senses, we'd better finish talking, He can't realize that I have temporarily come to this era, otherwise it will cause chaos in time and space, although it is not irreversible, it will be quite troublesome to deal with."
The strange woman waved a wine glass and invited Alexia to sit down. Alexia was still analyzing what she said just now. Although she didn't get any critical information, at least she thought she shouldn't have too much malice.
Nodding, he thanked the invitation first, then went around the back of the sofa, and instead of sitting next to the woman, sat on the small sofa on the side.
"It was beyond my expectation to be able to invite you so smoothly. But at least it shows that everything is developing smoothly. Miss Miller, please don't worry, I will tell you the solution to the current crisis , in fact, it’s not a crisis at all.”
Alexia didn't speak, she had already seen the inviter's face, and the short lady looked up, revealing an expression of surprise that Jenkins had never seen before.
The young and elegant woman in front of her was not anyone she knew, and certainly not herself, after all, there was a huge difference in size between the two.
But from the face of the other party, she saw the characteristics of a certain family. Alexia had met the Jenkins family, even though Jenkins himself didn't know about it. Combining the facial features of the Williams family, through eye discrimination and fuzzy calculations, she came up with an incredible answer:
"Your name is William?"
"Chris Williams." (Note)
The young girl put the wine glass back on the coffee table, and Alexia noticed that she held it for a long time without taking a sip. Looking at Alexia, the girl smiled from the bottom of her heart:
"That's why I can't meet Uncle Jenkins, in his memory, he has never seen me here at this point in time, so I can't spoil his memory. After all, for us at this point in time, What is observed is not necessarily true, but for Uncle Jenkins now, what he observes must be true."
PS: Jenkins met her in the future, in the last volume.