"The accommodation provided by the church sounds good, but after all, it is on the outskirts of Beldylan. If you want to go to the city to do things, it is still very inconvenient. If you want to find a temporary residence in the city, I can help."
Miss Windsor said again.
"Thank you for your kindness. Actually, I also have my own house in the city. I bought it last year, but I'm still used to living in the church."
Beldyran's house, which was given by the church after Jenkins cross-regionally assisted late last fall after helping to deal with the demigod's granter who attempted to fuse with A-12-2-4219 [Filthy Devourer's Meat] for immortality His reward (Chapter 488), together with the reward is the pocket watch chain that indicates good and bad luck. Unfortunately, in order to deal with the angel, the chain has been fused with the arrow and destroyed as a one-time weapon.
After that, Jenkins had no time to come to Belduran City, so the house had been entrusted to the church to help keep and clean it. Just now when Miss Windsor mentioned the residence, he remembered that there was such a thing.
"The church is indeed a little far away, and it is really troublesome to go into the city... I may move to the city for a few days during my stay in Beldyran for a week."
He thinks this way, but he actually thinks that moving out to live, some things that are inconvenient to do, don't have to worry about being discovered by the church.
"Where is your house exactly? I can help hire some servants."
Miss Windsor said, Jenkins politely refused again.
Along the way, the two talked about many things, but neither of them brought the topic to the throne. Jenkins thought that the other party was testing, so he carefully avoided those sensitive topics. In fact, he hopes that Miss Windsor can be more open and honest. He doesn't think much about the throne, and the two will not become enemies.
"... Speaking of your second book, Your Majesty told me a few days ago that she liked your writing very much, and would like to know if your third book will be published soon?"
"this… "
He only had a draft of the third book, not even the basic finished version. During his stay in Loen, he was busy helping Dolores with government affairs and shuttling between the two places, so he had no time to conceive detective stories.
"It doesn't matter, I know that excellent works will not appear one after another, you need time to polish. Your Majesty actually admires you very much. She often mentions you to me and thinks that you are a model for young nobles."
She praised, and these words are actually true.
"This time you came to Beldyran, if His Majesty knew, he would definitely summon you. A long time ago, because of the Fabry scam, your title should have been promoted, but for various reasons, you are still only a baron until now. .I think His Majesty will definitely take this opportunity to give you a title, and then you may stay in Beldyland for a while."
Miss Windsor's words both inside and out meant that Jenkins should not return to Nolan as soon as possible. Jenkins didn't know what the intention was. After all, if Miss Windsor also wanted the throne, Jenkins should be driven back to his hometown as soon as possible. On the surface, he nodded in agreement with Miss Windsor, but in fact, he guessed every word of the other party in his heart, and then realized that he did not have such a talent, so he planned to ask Alexia for her opinion at night.
It took half an hour for the carriage to send Jenkins to the vicinity of the Cathedral of the Sages, where the religious spiers and magnificent church complexes were in sight.
Foreign carriages are absolutely not allowed to enter the territory of the Holy See, so Jenkins got out of the car at the beginning of the path, said goodbye politely, and walked back to the church. Handing in the mirror required face-to-face confirmation of its authenticity, so it was taken out of the wooden box by Jenkins himself. This was the first time Jenkins had seen the mirror.
He kept the mirror facing the side, and handed the mirror to the gentleman in charge of the special item handling office who was in contact with him. The latter took the mirror, and then turned the two sides to himself without hesitation, and then nodded:
"No problem, it is indeed it. You are really fast, Mr. Williams."
"You just looked in the mirror..."
Jenkins pointed this out hesitantly, stepping back to prevent the man from suddenly going mad.
"It doesn't matter. For the bestower, this level of damage is almost negligible, as long as it is not raped for a long time. You said that an ordinary person died because of this mirror? I'm afraid it won't be long. Our office We should also send someone to participate in the autopsy, this should be the fifth person who died because of this mirror since records began."
The somewhat bald gentleman lamented, put the mirror back into the wooden box, bent down and opened the drawer, and began to look for the registration form and the standard containment report for handing over special items.
Jenkins nodded knowingly, hesitated and picked up the mirror again. Look at the front first, because there is no disease or curse on him, so nothing happened. Then he turned the mirror over to the other side. After a second of stunned, he put the mirror back into the wooden box with a flushed face and took a step back.
"You see, it basically doesn't work for the bestowers, especially the high-level bestowers."
The man in the office said that Jenkins tried to forget what he saw just now while saying that he would hand in the report as soon as possible, and then ran away.
"Meow~"
Chocolate was actually curious about what exactly Jenkins saw.
After handing in the mirror, Jenkins applied to the church to move to the city. He thought that the church would reject his application because of security issues, but he didn't expect that after he said this, he immediately got a reply of permission. And because the house was fully furnished, and there were servants to tidy up and clean it, Jenkins only needed to hire someone to move the large amount of luggage he brought from Loen.
"Why do you think the church might not allow you to move out? You are an adult, and you are strong enough. The church has no reason to restrict your freedom."
After moving into his new house in downtown Belduran, Jenkins invited Dad to his place for dinner. The old man asked curiously at the dinner table, Jenkins thought for a while, slapped the little paws of the chocolate towards the plate, and then replied:
"Probably because you always restricted my travel when I was in Nolan."
This is actually half complaining about Dad.
"Isn't that for your own good? From now on, it's also for Nolan's good."
The old man nodded his head and pretended not to hear it, then took a bite of the veal steak:
"Which restaurant did you bring this back from? It tastes good."
Neither Jenkins nor Dad is good at cooking, so before Jenkins officially brought in the hostess for this family, he still had to rely on restaurants outside.
PS: I am collecting manuscripts and offering a reward as soon as possible.