"It seems that they are all students of the same age, but their circumstances and lives are completely different. This is the tragedy of this era..."
This is not what Jenkins said, but what a young man who was also a tourist said when they visited the oil painting in the left corridor on the second floor of the city hall.
He said this very deliberately in a moderate voice, probably hoping that someone in the group could talk to him. But the fact is that no one cared about his words. The girls were excitedly talking about those oil paintings with historical or symbolic significance, and they were not interested in social topics.
"That's Britney's great-grandfather."
Hathaway raised her arm to signal Jenkins to look up to the left:
"To commemorate Earl Michael's overwhelming victory in the negotiations with Cheslan, forcing the other party to spit out a small piece of territory on the edge of the central desert."
The Marquis Mihail of that generation was the foreign affairs officer of the kingdom rather than the army chief. The oil painting depicts the scene at the negotiation table. Among them, a man in a fine attire is the most conspicuous, obviously the ancestor of Britney a hundred years ago.
"Does the Mihail family have a long history?"
Jenkins asked as he walked forward.
"Compared with those old nobles, we can only be regarded as new nobles, but the family inheritance has been passed down for almost two hundred years."
Britney explained.
Although today is a public open day, the staff of the city hall are still at work, but some floors and office areas involving confidentiality are not open to the public. The tour guide that everyone is looking for is very good, and they know the open area and the unopened area quite well. They lead a group of people to shuttle between the floors, and introduce the story of each room and each corridor familiarly.
During the visit, Jenkins heard about the Quick family again after a long time. The young Mr. Quick was the ultimate murderer of the snowstorm mountain murder case during the winter trip, but because this matter involved many secrets, when the results of the incident were finally announced, Quick only appeared as a victim.
Quick Jr. was the only child in the family, so the Quick family swore revenge on the other six who survived. This revenge did bring trouble to Jenkins, and even caused him to encounter monsters, but in the end the Quake family was destroyed.
During the recent investigation into the human sacrifice ceremony in the basement of the Quake family's ancestral home, it was accidentally discovered that the Quake family had a connection with the Antak family of Cheslan. Both of them had a grudge against Jenkins, but the latter was too far away from Nolan, and Jenkins hadn't had the chance to meet the rest of the Antak family.
Regarding the handling of the Quake family, as a typical case of "killing chickens to warn monkeys" during the war, a room was specially organized by the city hall as a temporary exhibition room for this public open day. Jenkins bent over with interest at the replicas of letters stored in glass cases that attested to the unusual relationship between the Quicks and Cheslan.
"I don't know how Rick and Garcia are doing now. In a blink of an eye, the winter trip has passed for so long, and they have no contact with us since they eloped."
Hathaway and Britney stood beside Jenkins, and the blonde girl lamented the winter travel because she heard about the Quick family here. Hathaway glanced at Jenkins. Jenkins told her not long ago that the two who eloped had no time to escape from Nolan, and they were taken away by the Church of the Sages and taken into custody.
The city hall on the open day looked very lively. As one of the power cores of the royal capital, this rather large building usually had a high density of people. Even though there is a limit to the number of visitors that can be allowed in on the open day, it still squeezes too many people into the city hall.
A group of people are all ladies with status, so naturally they can't just squeeze together with strangers. So the tour guide suggested to visit the hall on the top floor first, and then return to the second floor when there are fewer people downstairs. Everyone agreed.
"Speaking of which, what did those Cheslans who passed us just now do?"
While climbing the stairs, Jenkins asked Britney in a low voice, the people in the southern country are very different from the people in the western part of Fidetictree, so foreigners can easily tell them apart.
"Even during the war, it is impossible for us to drive away all the Cheslan people. From the looks of the men just now, they should be businessmen doing business in Beldylan, and they may be dealing with tax issues."
Britney replied.
Jenkins nodded suspiciously, and turned to look at the foreigners who had already reached the second floor. Even across the floor, his eyes still found the bestower in it, which was unusual.
"Jenkins, follow up."
Hathaway stood on the high steps and reminded Jenkins that he was too far away from the team. He nodded, and watched the group of foreigners walk out of the city hall, then got into the carriage and walked along the street all the way to the park, without any intention of stopping, so he was a little relieved.
The lobby on the third floor is the lounge of the city hall. It is usually used for people who work here to drink tea and enjoy the scenery. On open days, it provides a place for tourists to rest. The girls in the tour group crowded on the two couches, chatting and laughing about what they had seen and heard this afternoon, and happily thinking about their plans for the next few days.
Jenkins stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his cat in his arms and looked at the city in front of him. The position on the third floor was not high, but he could barely see the nearest few blocks. On the wall next to him is a newly printed conscription poster, which mentions the treatment of the army and the honor that service can bring to the family. Jenkins can even smell the ink; The man who was obviously of Hampavo Kingdom race stood in the corner and whispered, Jenkins barely heard them seem to be talking about the corpse found at the gate of the city hall this morning.
The ladies of the tour somehow talked about the duel between the Duke of Antak and Jenkins at the Nolan Theater a few months ago. Their focus is not on the pistol that accidentally exploded, but on the fact that the reason for their duel is Britney Mihail.
Girls always like this kind of topic, and Britney, who is the focus of the topic, blushes to tell her friends not to talk nonsense, and occasionally looks at Jenkins standing by the window watching the scenery. They all thought that Jenkins couldn't hear their conversations. In fact, with Jenkins' hearing, he could hear everything.
"At this time, it's better for me to pretend that I don't hear anything."
He thought to himself, pretending to be interested in the recruitment posters on the wall. The hugged cat broke free from Jenkins' arm, jumped onto his shoulder, turned its back to Jenkins and sniffed vigorously, then meowed and narrowed its eyes.
PS: Pushing the book "Thrown to Another World by the Bronze Dragon", author: Longinus, this big guy went on the shelves yesterday, and it is said that the first order is more than 2,300, which is twice the result of my listing two years ago. Very interesting book. He used to write a book at Dian, "Time Traveling to the Game Store", I don't know if anyone has read it. When I read that book, I was still in school... I still seem to be in school now.
Introduction: Coming to the Lands of Azeroth
But it comes with an old-fashioned upgrade system
don't want to fight
Relying on fishing, blacksmithing, and grinding tofu
Can save Azeroth as well... well, maybe