Lord of The Mysterious Realms

Chapter 15: contract

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Jenkins' words made the man opposite him smile immediately. He stretched out his hand and made a set of complicated gestures on his chest: "May the goddess bless you! Very well, it's very good that you have this awareness. Believers. I heard that you have gradually turned your back on the way of knowledge in the past few years. Now it seems that this is the temporary ignorance of young people, Mr. Williams, you are very good!"

Jenkins smiled reservedly, and tried his best to tell himself to keep a low profile. Compared with the original owner, his performance today is indeed very different.

Instead of asking Jenkins to sign the contract immediately, Bincy gave him a note asking him to go directly to Papa Oliver at the address above tomorrow morning. Dad is also one of the few benefactors with the qualifications of a guide in the church in Nolan City, so Jenkins will not only follow Dad to learn how to identify antiques in the future, but he will also teach Jenkins extraordinary knowledge.

"Give."

Captain Bincy put all the papers back in the file bag, sealed it with a seal that had a strong aura in Jenkins' eyes, and pushed him a stack of banknotes.

"This is three weeks' salary in advance. The work in Papa's antique shop is simpler, so the weekly salary is only 4 pounds. But Papa will also give you a salary as a reward for your help in his shop."

Jenkins nodded ignorantly, looking at the twelve stacked green banknotes in front of him. There is a 10-pound note in the kingdom's currency system, but it is usually only used for settlement of bulk goods. Some poor people have never used a 10-pound banknote in their entire lives. Therefore, Bincy kindly exchanged Jenkins' salary for small change.

He carefully picked up the small pieces of paper, and subconsciously wanted to count them, but suddenly realized that this was very rude.

Bincy was amused by his behavior, shook his head and patted Jenkins on the shoulder, "You don't have to care so much about money, you know that Dad is there, hehe, let's not talk about it."

He produced another roll of parchment and motioned for Jenkins to sign it.

The golden light from the roll of parchment nearly blinded Jenkins, and he could only temporarily suspend his abilities. Jenkins didn't recognize the text on the parchment at all, and could only tell that it was also an alphabetic text. Bincy didn't seem to want to explain, just looked at him with a smile, Jenkins nodded:

"I knew it was going to happen."

He bit the bullet and wrote down the body's name—Jenkins Redandput Williamette.

Leading Jenkins back the same way, Bincy didn't mention that someone outside the room was watching Jenkins' performance, and Jenkins didn't ask what the underground was for.

There was silence all the way, and when he was about to reach the top of the spiral staircase, Bincy suddenly turned around and said:

"By the way, I forgot about this matter. According to the rules of the church, the strange situation you experienced needs to be recorded. Although the [Night and Secret] church has sent news, after all, the words of our own people are true. Forget it today, this week you find time to come to church again, and Father Oliver will tell you who you should go to."

"Good sir."

Jenkins became vigilant in his heart. Barnard knew about the candle he got, and wondered if the church would ask him to hand it in for "reasonable" reasons. Moreover, it is a bit too strict to record all the things related to the strange world. It seems that those who attended the gathering last night were not only unwilling to associate with the Orthodox Church because of their status as believers in false gods, they also did not want too many people to know their secrets.

Bincy didn't go out of the small building, but turned in another direction. He told Jenkins to go back along the same road, but remember to go to Oliver's father tomorrow.

Holding the stack of banknotes in his hands, Jenkins greeted the overly enthusiastic gatekeeper, and then walked out of the small building. The young man at the door probably thought someone else could take his place, but Captain Bincy never mentioned it to Jenkins.

Unexpectedly, Bishop Parode was standing in the corridor not far from the small building, quietly looking at the slightly reddish sunset in the sky. He is like an ordinary old man at the moment, who would have thought that this person is actually the most powerful person in the Nolan Diocese of the kingdom

"Bishop Parode."

Jenkins stepped forward to say hello, but felt a little stiff after sitting for too long.

"How's it going, is everything going well?"

asked the old man with a smile, inviting Jenkins to sit beside him.

"It went well. I became a scribe and finally chose Papa's Antique Store. By the way, thank you for this."

"Son, what are you talking about, I don't know."

The old man smiled and said, "This is very good, little Jenkins has finally grown up. I can feel that your performance today is very different from the past. It seems that what happened last night gave you some inspiration. Children, don't forget the goddess Don’t give up the pursuit of knowledge. You may not have the talents your brothers have, but they don’t have yours either.”

The former talent refers to reading, and the latter refers to the bestower.

The old man seemed to be sincerely kind to Jenkins. He devoted his whole life to the work of the church, and he was still unmarried at this age. Therefore, for those children who watched them grow up, Bishop Parode cared extra.

"Sir, I didn't come home last night, at home..."

Jenkins thought about something for a moment.

"Don't worry, I asked someone to deliver a message to your father last night. I met you on the street last night and invited you to stay in the church for one night. I hope I can persuade you not to act like you used to."

The second half of his sentence was a bit harsh, and Jenkins immediately expressed his opinion.

"Okay sir, the experience of almost dying last night made me realize the value of life, and I will work hard to make life more valuable!"

He paused, feeling that he couldn't change too quickly, he had to take it step by step.

"I hope I can get rid of those habits through work, but some hobbies, aren't they..."

He smiled and rubbed his hands together.

The old man did not show disappointment, but felt that this is normal. Young people still have a lot of time, and they can take it step by step. This is already a good start.

"Forget it, then go home quickly, your father will be very happy to know that you have a stable job."

"Goodbye, then, sir."

Jenkins got up to leave, but the old man suddenly took his hand and gave him a silver brooch. This brooch is decorated with a finely unfolded small book outlined with silver thread. On the cover of the book, a string of cursive words the size of ants can even be seen:

Knowledge leads us forward.

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