"I have done some research on curses. Once all the curses are spread to Nolan, I am afraid that Nolan will become the next 'abandoned hospital' and then become a restricted area on the west coast of the mainland. If it is carried by our friends, I think they will At least I can survive two or three rounds, maybe I can find the source of the curse from these mortuary cabinets... I hope, may my Lord bless you."
While explaining her actions, Miss Magic raised her right hand and used her left hand to draw the holy emblem of the [God of Ritual and Mystery] on her chest and prayed.
Mr. White Cat and Jenkins, who still didn't make a statement, looked at each other. There was a sudden thunder and lightning outside the window, and the white light illuminated the two men. Even though Mr. White Cat was wearing a hood, Jenkins knew that his expression must be very tangled.
"I support Mr. Bailing!"
Mr. White Cat raised his hand before Jenkins when the rumble of thunder and lightning sounded in Nolan, who was raining outside the window.
"It's not because I actually made a decision, but once I choose the decision of Mr. Hood and Miss Magic, it means that they got three votes, and I made the decision for them; on the contrary, I support Mr. Lark, Then it becomes a two-to-two situation, and Mr. Candle will make the final decision."
After finishing speaking, he slightly bowed his head at Jenkins:
"Sorry, Mr. Candle, I'm not good at making such decisions, so please forgive me for leaving the final decision to you."
The situation suddenly turned into a two-to-two situation. The decision made by Mr. White Cat was very critical. On the premise that only five people voted, he pushed Jenkins to the most critical position.
"Are you sure it's up to me to decide in the end?"
Jenkins hesitated and asked again.
"Obviously we have no better way. To be more precise, Mr. Candle, no matter what decision you make, I think everyone can accept it."
When Mr. Hood said this, everyone else nodded, even including Hathaway.
Jenkins sighed, and looked at the five wooden sculptures on the table in the mortuary setting with some embarrassment.
"I don't know if there is a way to bring together the curse of the fifth skeleton on one person, just like what those five skeletons did before they died."
"What does it mean?"
Mr. White Cat asked puzzledly.
"We don't want the city to bear the complete curse, and we don't want the friends who participated in the expedition to die because of the curse. Therefore, the best way is to put all the curse on someone in the hospital. More precisely, it is Gather to one of the explorers, so the others, and the city, need not worry."
Jenkins explained.
"It's not difficult. My friend, the Viscountes, has the relevant knowledge to allow a living person to absorb the curse. It can be done. So, what you mean..."
Miss Magic asked hesitantly.
"Yes, I think it would be better for Mr. Writer to bear the fifth curse."
Jenkins said in a very sorry tone, the eyes of the cat on the table widened, and Mr. Corpse also looked at him.
"Mr. Candle... Do you also know that William, and have a grudge against him?"
Mr. Hood was skeptical.
"No, I don't have any grudges against him. Don't you find out? Mr. Bailing has only failed once every dice thrown from the beginning of the story to the present, which is luckier than all of us. I don't know if it is The unique fate of the writer is due to Mr. Bai Ling's superb gambling skills or being favored by fate. But letting the writer bear the curse is probably the best result now... "
Jenkins didn't mind too much about betraying himself. First of all, he is not sure whether the curse is effective for him, after all, he is protected by a sage, and his soul is also a real soul, so ordinary curses are completely ineffective; The explorer writer adds the trait of being immune to curses, which won't bother Jenkins himself for the time being, it all depends on how the story ends.
"This proposal is really..."
Mr. Hood couldn't find a suitable adjective, so he looked at Hathaway in embarrassment:
"Mr. Bailing, Mr. Candle just made a proposal, you don't have to be embarrassed by it. You can choose not to agree, and then we will continue to discuss the second round of voting."
He said this, and then Miss Magic and Mr. White Cat also echoed this opinion. They are decent people and will not force others to sacrifice their friends.
"Yes, Mr. Bailing, you are completely free to disagree, and I'm just suggesting... But you have to be clear, releasing the curse to the city may cause irreparable consequences; and if five people share the last share of the curse , ordinary people among explorers, I mean sailors, merchant daughters and noble ladies, there is a high probability that they will not survive the end of the story."
Jenkins pointed it out, and got his first yell from Mr. Hood. In Mr. Hood's view, Mr. Candle is forcing Mr. Lark to sacrifice his friend.
In fact, Jenkins in the eyes of others does mean this, but he is the one who really made the fearless sacrifice. After all, from a practical point of view, he is proposing to bear the curse by himself, which is a truly selfless act.
"this… "
Just like Mr. White Cat will throw difficult decisions to Jenkins, Jenkins is now equivalent to throwing helpless decisions to Hathaway. She opens her mouth to say something, but closes it immediately, looking at Britney and the writer's woodcarving next to each other on the set, and then at Nolan in the storm.
In the firelight of the fireplace, her face is half bright and half dark, which well expresses the war between heaven and man in her heart.
She didn't answer right away, and everyone else understood the entanglement in Bai Ling's heart, so they were all waiting for her to make up her mind, but there was one person who didn't want to wait:
"If you don't decide on the next round of actions, I will assume that the five explorers have been in a daze for a while, and there is no action in this round."
Mr. Corpse interjected, and then looked at Hathaway:
"Please make a decision within half a minute, don't delay the story with silence."
"Mr. Candle!"
As soon as Mr. Corpse finished speaking, Hathaway immediately said loudly, scaring everyone at the table... Mr. Corpse is not a human being.
"Yes, I'm here? What's your business?"
Jenkins was stroking the cat when he was frightened just now, and then he was a little stronger because of the fright, and now he has to fight with the chocolate with one hand while talking to Hathaway.
"Did you know Jenkins Williams?"