"I've only heard that gear craftsmen are obsessed with mechanical transformation of the human body, but I didn't expect them to have achieved this level."
Miss Capet said while helping Jenkins to heal his wounds. She was standing behind Jenkins, obviously not wanting to get too close to that arm, and treating it as a disgusting thing like excrement.
"Is your injury okay?"
She has noticed that the wound on Jenkins' left hand is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she is still worried that there is something like [gear germ] on the gear sword.
"It's okay, the injury is not serious."
As he spoke, he put the gear sword and the arm together and pushed it to the receptionist behind the counter:
"I remember that the market can send goods to customers for free. Please send these two items to the Sage Cathedral on the outskirts of Belduran."
Although it was the spoils of both Jenkins and Miss Capet, Miss Capet did not object to the decision to send them to the Church of the Sages because Jenkins mainly contributed.
"Of course it's okay... so can we talk about the compensation now?"
The receptionist pointed to the broken glass counters and said.
"I think it's better to calculate the value of that corpse first."
Jenkins shook his head and said.
After friendly negotiations between the two parties, after deducting the compensation, Jenkins and Miss Capet got a total of 5 crime coins. Among them, Jenkins took three [Soul Gold], and gave the rest to Miss Capet. Because of this, the crime coins in his hand increased to seven of four kinds—3 Soul Gold, 2 Time Gems, 1 Seed of Blasphemy, and 1 Ring of Greed.
Miss Capet didn't know much about the usage of the crime coin, and Jenkins told her that it could be used as a valuable transaction currency. The blond lady nodded and looked a little confused, but she also knew that this was a big deal.
In addition to the sin coins, Jenkins persuaded the receptionist to give them the worthless letters found on the corpses of the Cogsmith cultists. Because he was out on a mission, he definitely didn't have any confidential documents on him, but judging from the small notes found and the memo in the interlayer of his clothes, there should be two people who were sent to Beldiran to enter the market this time.
Gearsmiths also know that they are notorious, because of last year's [Gear Bacteria] outbreak, and now they will be caught almost showing up on the west coast of the mainland. Therefore, the missions sent out this time are all the top experts in the craftsmen's association. In addition to being not weak and their bodies have undergone a lot of mechanical transformation, they have also received special "enlightenment" from Nolan's underground.
In view of this situation, Miss Capet decided to continue to act with Jenkins. After learning that the old man is also in the market, he thinks it is most important to find the old man first.
The complexity of the train space determines that this is not an easy thing to do. After the two left the carriage where the antique watch shop was located, they started wandering aimlessly again. Because the train didn't stop halfway, I ate lunch in the restaurant car I found temporarily.
During the meal, Miss Capet also joked that Jenkins' cats had the same diet as humans, which made Chocolate very unhappy. After learning that Chocolat had taken [Animal Wisdom Apocalypse Potion], she suggested that Jenkins go to the Church of [All Things and Nature] to find some ways to train animal companions. The inheritance of ancient druids is now mostly in her church middle.
Similarly, the [Empathy] ability that Jenkins obtained from the ancient heroes also belongs to the collection of the Church of [All Things and Nature]. Miss Capet herself has this ability, so she shared her experience with Jenkins during the meal.
After learning about Jenkins' idea of getting her own pet cat, she thought she'd give it a go:
"I've been able to communicate with the church mouse cat since I was 14 years old. I don't think it's difficult."
She put down her fork with a smile, and looked down slightly at Jenkins' cat. Jenkins hugged the dishonest chocolate and forced it to meet Miss Capet's eyes.
"Say something."
He shook his cat and whispered to it.
"Meow~"
The cat restrained by Jenkins let out a grudging cry, and scratched Jenkins' chin dishonestly with its tail.
"Well, what does that mean, chocolate?"
Jenkins asked his companion expectantly, but saw the doubts on Miss Capet's face:
"It... it says 'meow'... yes, it says so..."
She bit her lip:
"Sorry, I don't think I could read the chocolate's mind. It's not uncommon for the Animal Psychic Apocalypse to have a different mind on it, probably."
In the afternoon, the two still didn't find their father on the train, so they could only chat about some boring things while wandering in the carriage. The content of the conversation ranged from the weather of Nolan and Beldyland, to the situation of the kingdom, from ancient myths to modern mysticism.
Miss Capet had also read Jenkins' books, and she didn't like the second Ice Princess very much, but she liked his fairy tales.
Jenkins thinks it has something to do with her childhood experience. No matter how the church cares for these homeless children, there is always a difference between the life of the church and the care of parents.
It was like this until four o'clock in the afternoon. Jenkins estimated that the auction was about to start, and there was no clue to find Dad or another member of the Artisan Guild, so he proposed to go to the auction to take a look. Miss Capet also had this intention, so the two came to the No. 1 compartment.
Qualifications are required to enter here. First of all, you must be a benefactor, and you need to spend a certain amount during the opening of the market. The receptionist standing at the junction of the carriages did not embarrass the two of them, and let them in after taking a look at Jenkins.
Car No. 1 was no longer the high-end jewelry store when Jenkins first entered, but a lobby with a bunch of cheap folding chairs. There is a high wooden platform on the side of the hall, and the train receptionist who looks exactly the same is moving several large boxes there.
I glanced left and right and didn't see my father, and I didn't recognize the scattered bestowers, and I couldn't even see the black aura.
"It seems that luck is not bad, maybe there is no chance."
Thinking of this, he sat on the chair in the back row with Miss Capet. After putting the chocolate on his lap, he wanted to close his eyes and take a nap, but unexpectedly fell asleep.
And when he opened his eyes again, he happened to hear the sound of a hammer being struck. Looking around, he remembered where he was now, rubbed his face, and saw that the number of benefactors gathered in this carriage was close to twenty.