"I… "
Jenkins, who was bathed in the sunset light at this moment, didn't know how to explain his experience to the professor, and he was even a little worried that the professor would regard him as a lunatic.
The brilliant afterglow of the setting sun shines through the windows, turning the entire office golden. This is also an old color, this light is the end of the old days and the beginning of darkness; this light is also a symbol of change.
After talking for a while, Jenkins brought out the two "heirlooms" of the Williams family hanging on his chest. The professor took them in doubt, lowered his head slightly, and observed the irregular "metal blocks" that had been closed together from above the glasses. ", and then frowned.
The professor is also very old, but because of his ability to comprehensively study the martial arts department, his skin does not have obvious wrinkles. The deep frown now imprinted marks on his face, which also showed something unusual.
"It's hard to explain, in fact, I only recently learned that there was an illegitimate child in the royal family generations ago, it seems to be my great-grandfather... It's hard to believe, but..."
Jenkins spoke incoherently.
"Needless to say, I believe it."
The professor interrupted Jenkins by raising his left hand, still holding the pendant in his right hand, almost sticking the metal to his eyes:
"It's amazing! It's amazing!"
The professor exclaimed:
"Didn't think I'd see something like this again! It's a miracle, it's amazing! Jenkins, do you know what this is? I bet you can't guess it!"
His voice was distorted with excitement.
"I don't know, you know what this is? But aren't we talking about elves and my family now? Is this thing important?"
He asked, and then remembered that his cousin, Miss Capet, had commissioned the Holy Son of the Church of Mechanics to investigate similar pendants, but did not come to any conclusions.
"The professor actually has an answer to something that the Son of God can't even investigate... This world is really crazy."
he thought to himself.
"This is something that only the most experienced archaeologists can identify. It is something that is only mentioned once or twice in the documents placed in the oldest and most remote corners! This is not metal! This is a seed! This It is the seed of the world tree! This is one of the last seven seeds that fell from the world tree before the elves left the material world! Legend has it that the elves took them away with the most vital branches of the world tree! This is a lie , This is a lie! Oh, sage, I actually saw the seed of the World Tree in my lifetime! Even if it no longer has any vitality, this is a seed that has the potential to grow a 'World Tree Seedling'!"
The professor looked hysterical, muttering to himself like the whispers of a cultist who has listened to the whispers of an evil god. Jenkins swallowed. The appearance of this thing further explained the relationship between the Williams family and the royal family. The information provided by the professor can almost be assumed to be true.
"Where did you get this, Jenkins? This is more a treasure than a so-called artifact! Huh? You just said that your family is actually descended from the royal family's illegitimate children?"
The professor seemed to realize what Jenkins said, put down the seeds and looked at Jenkins. He was too shocked to see two-thirds of the world tree seeds just now, so that he ignored the important point in Jenkins' sentence.
"In other words, the royal family does not have direct descendants..."
The professor's thoughts were clearing up, and he frowned. As a professor in a university, he is also a person who is often involved in current affairs and has considerable political sensitivity.
"Although the inheritance rights of illegitimate children are a problem, this means that the Kingdom of Fidgetli is not without blood legal heirs..."
There was a shocked expression on his face again, but this time it was no longer because of the World Tree seed:
"I remember that there are four men in your family?"
"Yes, father and my brothers."
"Your father and elder brother are a bit too old, your younger brother is still in school, only your age is considered... you, you..."
The professor opened his mouth wide and pointed at Jenkins, a strange sound came out of his throat. Perhaps the identity of the Holy Son is noble enough, but he is God's chosen people, after all, he is too far away from ordinary people. In subconscious cognition, the throne is the apex that mortals can reach.
"you you… "
"Yes, I think so."
Jenkins looked at the cat on the table with a complicated expression, and the cat was watching him secretly:
"Yes, if my guess is correct, I should now be the heir at the forefront of the Fidetictli Kingdom. The crown... seems to be right in front of me."
Jenkins could no longer remember how he left the professor. The street lights flickered a few times as the sun set and then turned on completely, illuminating Jenkins who was a little lost and the cat on his shoulder.
Unknowingly, he came near the apartment where the old elf was renting. Jenkins looked up at the elf's window, then walked up the steps under the canopy and knocked on the door.
The old elf was at home as usual, he noticed the unusual expression on Jenkins, invited Jenkins in, and quietly listened to him recount the information he got today.
"Yes, that's right, I already knew that."
The old elf held his teacup and nodded:
"I have been in the material world for more than a hundred years, and I have also studied the issue of sacrificing blood. As long as you have a goal and understand some ancient elf language, it is not difficult. In fact, I was very sure more than 80 years ago. The royal family of the country is the ancient human race back then, which is why I chose to stay in this country instead of living in seclusion in the southern forest or Eldron, the city of a thousand trees."
"Then why haven't you told me?"
Both sat at the dining table, and Jenkins saw his face reflected in the water in his teacup.
"Because that's not my responsibility, as I've said many times about that. As for this..."
The elf pointed to the two-thirds of the world tree seed that Jenkins held in his hand.
"I really didn't know it would be in your hands. According to the records of the hometown, the elves brought all the seeds to the [Flower Forest] when they left with the master. But now it seems that it really can't find it. There is a more suitable and reasonable owner than you. You'd better find the last third of the seed as soon as possible and restore it to its original appearance, I think it will be good for you."
It wasn't difficult, and Jenkins knew that the last part of the seed was in Miss Capet's hands.