Jenkins was very worried that there would be a big accident in Miss Magic's plan. After resting on Tuesday night, he dreamed about some very bad things. It's not the huge black cat that usually appears, but some scenes that I can't remember after waking up.
He believes that this is a normal dream, and the black cat he dreamed about in the past is abnormal. It is difficult to remember the content and details of a normal dream after waking up.
Jenkins woke up at four o'clock to be on the safe side because he had an appointment to meet at six o'clock. Chocolate, whose biological clock is very punctual, of course does not want to get up two hours earlier. When Jenkins called it to wake up, the whole cat lay on the pillow and refused to move.
Even when Jenkins went to hug it, it felt like the cat was soft and thin dough, and it couldn't help but want to flow from his hand to his ass. It wasn't until he was brought to the dinner table by Jenkins that he became sober.
Holding chocolate is like holding a small stove. The body temperature of a cat is higher than that of a human. While eating, Jenkins teased that it was summer, and that Chocolate should be kept far away, otherwise the temperature in the room would rise, and he was almost dazzled by Chocolate's claws.
Even though they were early risers, the ladies who lived at the estate had breakfast with Jenkins at five o'clock. Alexia knew that something unexpected would definitely happen today, but she just reminded Jenkins to be careful, and she believed that Jenkins would solve everything successfully.
As for Dolores, she returned the archer and stargazer pieces in Baibing Wuqi to Jenkins, and she thought it would be useful.
Jenkins arrived at the Black Market Bar ten minutes earlier. He thought he would have to sit down for a while before seeing Miss Magic, but he didn't expect her to come earlier. After asking, I found out that she only slept for three hours last night, and she came here to wait at 3:30 this morning.
"I need to think about all the things that will happen today to prevent the failure of the operation that has been planned for so long."
She had an unusual flush on her face, not sure if it was excitement or a side effect of lack of sleep.
Everything went as expected. The two met at 5:50, spent half an hour checking the plans that had been made, and then went to the dock area together. In the warehouse rented in advance, I saw the group of mercenaries who took money to do things. Although they were a group of ordinary people, they were quite professional in terms of attire. I don't know where Miss Magic found these people.
The leader was a dark-skinned burly man speaking a Hampawo accent. In front of everyone, he received the second part of the deposit from Miss Magic, which accounted for a quarter of the total mission payment, and then paid to Magic Mademoiselle and Jenkins showed off the weapons they had brought.
"In short, if it is not necessary, never shoot first. If you shoot, it is best not to accidentally injure civilians."
Miss Magic emphasized again that she planned to take Jenkins away when she saw the other party nodded seriously.
"Please wait a moment."
Jenkins raised his hand to tell Miss Magic not to hurry, and then pointed to the slender figure standing behind the group of mercenaries.
"Why is there a woman?"
"woman?"
Miss Magic was taken aback for a moment and then looked in the direction Jenkins pointed out:
"How do you know it's a woman? Oh God, it's really a woman. What's going on? Why are there women here?"
It's not that it discriminates against women, but from this era, the possibility of women appearing in mercenaries is basically zero.
"How is this going?"
She grabbed the collar of the mercenary captain who was counting the money just now. The latter struggled to break free from her grasp, but unexpectedly found that his strength was not as strong as that of his employer.
"How dare you be disloyal after taking my money? Do you want to be thrown into the sea by me to feed the fish?"
Miss Magic has accumulated too much pressure recently, coupled with lack of sleep, it is best not to provoke this kind of woman, this is the truth that Jenkins understands.
"Wait, I can explain it all."
The man who was caught by her with one hand and couldn't move said in embarrassment, his companions subconsciously stretched their hands to the weapons on their waists. Jenkins sighed when he saw this, but he was not ready to do it.
"What do you want to explain?"
Miss Magic's tone was very bad.
"Let me explain."
said the mercenary who Jenkins pointed out was a woman, and stepped out from behind the crowd. She has an ordinary face, no matter the size, bumps or even the distribution of facial features, there are no memorable features.
Just because it was so ordinary, her face looked very unreal.
"Are you... the huntress of the black market?"
Miss Magic obviously knew her too. After all, as long as they were rich enough, most people who hired mercenaries in the black market had seen a huntress.
"Don't tell me these are your people, you just want to sneak into the dock with a good identity, even if something happens afterwards, you can take my money and divert the attention of the Orthodox Church onto me."
She let go of the hand holding the man's collar, and the man immediately stepped back and pulled at his collar, hoping to pull back the deformed part.
Jenkins said nothing, and stood beside Miss Magic, listening to the conversation between the two women.
"You're right. If I remember correctly, we have cooperated twice. You are smarter than I thought."
"You're even more shameless than I thought."
Miss Magic held out her hand to the huntress:
"Give me back the deposit, and get out of here with your people."
Miss Magic has enough reasons to say this, and the most important thing is that she and Mr. Candle are both gifters, and although there are many people on the opposite side, only the huntress is a threat, and the other level 2 gifter is very threatening. Low.
"The deposit can be returned to you, and I can even give you three times more, but this time the plan cannot be changed."
The huntress said, looking at the man who had been standing there without speaking. She had never met the man, but she was very impressed with the white cat.
"A follower of the God of Lies?"
She greeted Jenkins, and Jenkins nodded.
"Look, you can trust even the believers of the God of Lies, why can't you trust me? Although I have other goals, but we will implement your plan without error, you can rest assured about that."
The huntress said as she held out her hand for Miss Magic to take, and as Jenkins knew, the 24-year-old was definitely not the type to give in easily.
"I don't want to cooperate with you. In my opinion, you are more untrustworthy than believers of the God of Lies. Get out of here immediately!"
"Um?"
Jenkins felt offended.