Jenkins, who had eaten breakfast, claimed that he was not feeling well, greeted his colleagues in the church, then returned to his room, and then came to Ruen.
Alexia, who didn't go out, listened carefully to his story all night, and thoughtfully massaged his still sore shoulders and back.
"Looking back now, it's unbelievable that I actually read fairy tales all night."
He yawned, feeling exhausted, and even though it was all over, the last story had caused him too much pain and distress.
"I also find it incredible."
While Jenkins is under the influence of chocolate and cannot realize what the final story means, Alexia fully understands it all. Now the cat was lying on her dresser, accepting Jenkins' petting, and the more Alexia watched, the scene became more and more weird.
"You need to take a good rest. Even if you have part of the elf blood, always staying up late will speed up aging."
the short lady counseled, then put her head on Jenkins' shoulder and looked at the two of them through the mirror.
"Yes, I need to get a good night's sleep and think about how to face Beldyran after waking up."
He said in annoyance, completely forgetting the story of last night, and prepared to face new challenges.
Reading the story all night is not completely without any gains. In addition to the twelve sin coins and the new ability [Aura of Fear], Jenkins once awakened a knife-sharpening Xiang Xiang in the story of "The Girl in the Lake". father and mother's youth, and promised him to settle the matter permanently.
In return, Jenkins made a harsh request, that is, to hand down a small batch of antiques from that era as family heirlooms, waiting for someone to come and collect them.
The risk of doing so is very high. In addition to considering whether the young family can continue forever, it is also necessary to consider whether they can withstand the test of greed. But fortunately, that story happened in the early days of this era, and there was no fault that experienced the change of the era. In addition, Jenkins was very lucky, so when the airship took off again, there was already an extra box of at least one box in the warehouse of the airship. An antique worth £10,000.
This is the most one-time income Jenkins has received in half a year.
The young man's family didn't know what they were keeping. According to the requirements of the ancestors, no one dared to open those big boxes. And Jenkins is not without repaying the young family. If he took all those antiques, he would have at least three boxes, but he only took part of them, which made him feel very good.
As the airship lifted off again, the panoramic view of Black Town appeared in front of Jenkins. He is now standing on the deck of the airship, leaning on the railing to have a panoramic view of the scenery below.
In the field of vision of the eye of truth, that layer of extremely thin black aura still exists here. His one-night adventure had only learned about the town, not solved its problems. In fact, as he learned in the story, as long as the calamity beast born in Black Town is not completely extinct, the things in Black Town will never end.
The flower girl said that at the end of the eighteenth century Blacktown would once again erupt with the power of crime. One night of "reading stories" has greatly reduced the crime here through unknown means. But the situation is still not optimistic. Jenkins thinks it is necessary for him to come back after ten years and find a way to weaken the influence of this black aura again.
"I don't know what hatched from the last egg. Speaking of the animal born from the egg... could it be a snake? No, the history of ouroboros is definitely earlier than this."
Jenkins thought, not noticing that his cat was standing in his breast pocket with its front paws on the edge of the pocket. Chocolate is also looking down. The ancient forest evolved from the remaining spirit of life after the towering giant tree disappeared, so it can survive from ancient times to the present.
Seeing the thin remnants of sin hanging over the town, the cat quietly opened its mouth. As Jenkins looked the other way, enjoying the view of the mountains, the cat swept away the dark aura above Blacktown. Of course, this is a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but after the chocolate "sweeping" this time, if there is another terrible thing in Blacktown, I am afraid that it will have to wait until the next era.
After that, there were no major problems in the journey. Except for the airship landing once according to the scheduled plan, replenishing fresh water and short-term maintenance, the group stayed in the sky until Wednesday, which is the evening of the 15th day of May. Under the afterglow, they finally landed slowly on the outskirts of Beldylan.
This trip lasted for half a week, and it took thousands of miles to reach the final destination. Knowing the hard work of everyone, the Holy See did not hold a welcome ceremony that day. Instead, it took Jenkins directly to the room where he was in Beldyran last time, and told him to rest well tonight, and the Pope will meet him tomorrow.
After dinner, Jenkins returned to his own room, a bedroom that was larger than his home. Apart from returning to Beldyran tonight, there was another very important thing, that is, Mr. Hood finally remembered that their party had not been held for a long time.
"I don't know if you've noticed. Last time, almost all of the things you mentioned caused big problems in the end. For example, Mr. Bailing's dice game, Mr. White Cat's alien attack plan, and Mr. Silver Flute's strange land. "
The night party was set in a dilapidated house in the western suburbs of Nolan. It was still Jenkins and Mr. Hood who arrived first, chatting while standing in the shadows and looking at the moon.
"What happened to the strange world?"
Mr. Hood is not very clear about the Doomsday Illusion, so Jenkins briefly introduced it. He nodded after listening, and then retorted:
"But the tobacco thing I mentioned last time has not caused any problems so far."
"That's only so far. I think you should have heard a lot of news. The east coast of Cheslan has organized many large-scale manhunts, trying to find out the [Scent Appreciation Committee], and at the same time [circling Believers of the Fog are also distanced from that organization, claiming that the committee is not completely influenced by their sect. If this incident breaks out, it will definitely cause a greater sensation than anything in the last month."
"That's something for the future. I think the Orthodox Church has the ability to deal with that group of people."
Mr. Hood said absent-mindedly, he kept looking up, as if he was worried about a meteorite falling suddenly.