"Jenkins, where are you going so late? Do you need me to drive you?"
Miss Windsor poked her head out of the window and asked, the lights in the carriage made her shadow almost cover Jenkins, and also gave the girl a hazy beauty.
"Oh, thank you for your invitation. I originally wanted to go for a walk by myself and enjoy the night view of Beldyran, but now it's foggy. That's fine, but are you on the way? I'm going back to my house in the city."
he asked.
"No matter where you go, I will drop by, come up."
Speaking of asking the coachman to help open the door of the carriage, Jenkins nodded and entered the carriage with the cat.
Miss Windsor was wearing a safari suit, the outermost layer of the mud-yellow coat was only buttoned with a hole in the middle, revealing the gray sweater inside. The lower body is slim-fitting trousers, and then black lace-up high boots, making her look very long and tall even when she is sitting. This is a rare woman's dress. Girls in this era still mainly wear skirts, and they don't know what she was doing just now.
Some people think that hunting clothes and other clothes can only be worn by men, and women cannot wear the characteristics of this kind of clothes. But in Jenkins' view, a heroic beauty like Miss Windsor looks even more beautiful in a hunting suit. Under the warm yellow gaslight, she looked very charming. Jenkins sat down and smiled at her, then lowered his head and put the cat on his lap.
The usual conversation is to chat for a while. When Miss Windsor was talking, she leaned on the carriage, holding her chin and looking out the window, which made her look a little melancholy.
"I came out of Cold Spring Palace just now, and the dinner tonight is very sumptuous."
It was Jenkins who brought it up.
"Does Your Majesty look all right?"
"Fortunately, he was full of energy when talking to me, and even showed me the back garden after dinner. Miss Windsor, haven't you visited His Majesty recently?"
"No, I've been busy with my own affairs for the past half month."
"Perhaps you can go to the banquet tomorrow. In order to celebrate the complete victory of the Battle of the Broken Isles, His Majesty will entertain the generals of the navy, as well as some nobles and officials. I think you should have received the news. This should be the most lively time of this month. Let's have a banquet, after all, from the impression I came to Beldyran, this city doesn't seem to be peaceful."
"Jenkins, do I understand that you are inviting me to be your girlfriend."
This sentence was very abrupt, and Jenkins didn't know how she came to this conclusion, but the lady who moved her gaze from the window to Jenkins, her eyes were full of thoughts that Jenkins couldn't see through.
"I mean… "
He wanted to deny it, so as not to add more turmoil to his emotional life, but Miss Windsor directly stretched out a finger and placed it vertically in front of Jenkins' mouth. This action is very out of the ordinary:
"Don't turn me down, okay?"
The cat on the lap was lying lazily, squinting one eye and looking at the woman with the other.
She looked extraordinarily sad, showing such weakness for the first time in front of Jenkins. Jenkins looked at her, thinking of countless possibilities:
"I have my own female companions, and more than one."
He said calmly, without the politeness in his tone.
"You think I'm using you?"
The woman withdrew her hand a little tiredly, and leaned against the carriage again:
"Jenkins, I..."
Jenkins stretched out his hand to cover Miss Windsor's mouth, regardless of the woman's struggle, he pulled the woman down to him, and then squinted his eyes to look forward. Although there is a carriage board there, he can see through this barrier and see the light point outside representing the bestower:
"Damn it, who came to intercept me so late?"
He thought to himself, and at the same time signaled the struggling woman to stop moving. At the same time, the carriage slowed down slowly, apparently the driver also noticed a person standing in front of the road.
"Who are you? Sir, please don't stand in the middle of the road"
The two people in the carriage heard the driver say in a dull voice.
"You don't need to know who I am, I'm going to take away the people in the carriage now."
The two people and the cat in the carriage listened attentively and did not make a sound, so they could clearly hear the conversation outside. Jenkins released his hand from Miss Windsor's mouth, and reached for the gun at his waist. At the same time, he also saw the knight's long sword in the carriage. When he met Miss Windsor last time, it was placed in almost the same position. It seemed that Miss Windsor liked this weapon very much.
"Miss won't go with strangers."
said the coachman, as Jenkins' ears caught the faint sound of footsteps coming from behind the carriage. Judging from the characteristics of the footsteps, they should be ordinary people, so Jenkins guessed that they were Miss Windsor's guards hiding in the dark.
As for Jenkins himself, he was unguarded, and the church knew that he wanted to hate being followed.
"That's up to you."
The stranger blocking the way sneered, and then gunshots rang out around the carriage. But in less than half a minute, the sporadic gunshots disappeared, and the two people in the carriage were silent. Both Jenkins and Mao knew that a group of well-trained ordinary people would never be able to defeat a group of well-trained ordinary people even with enough guns. A level 4 gifter with adequate defense.
He raised his hand to signal Miss Windsor not to speak, changed the hand holding the gun to his left hand, then pulled out the sword in the carriage and held it with his right hand, bent down and got out of the carriage.
The silent night was silent, under the moonlight and yellowish street lamps, dozens of corpses were scattered on the empty streets. The shadow of the man standing under the gas street lamp swayed like a ghost. The weather was already very hot, and a few mosquitoes gathered and danced under the lamp, making the already dim light seem to be flickering uninterruptedly.
It was a round-faced man wearing a gray peaked cap, holding a cane with a gold-tipped cane in his left hand, and a shiny black pistol that was still smoking from the muzzle in his right hand. Seeing Jenkins appear, he grinned at him, turned the muzzle of his gun, put it to his mouth and blew:
"I didn't expect that there was a man in Miss Windsor's private carriage. This is really big news. Jessica Windsor, are you still coming out?"
"It turned out that they didn't come to find me."
Jenkins thought to himself, and at the same time heard a voice behind him, and Miss Windsor also got out of the carriage.
"Who are you?"
Her tone is still very steady, this is a strong woman.
"I said, it doesn't matter who I am. Please come with me now, or I don't mind leaving with your body."
Boom~
There was a gunshot behind her, and Miss Windsor raised her hand to pull the trigger. The bullet passed the side of Jenkins, and focused on the man's left chest with great precision. But there was no scene of a blood flower exploding on the chest. The impact of the warhead only stirred up a few sparks and fell to the ground.