Miss Capet took a deep breath, put her hand into the neckline, and quickly took out something similar, which was the last third of the world tree seeds.
Jenkins did not hesitate to tell the truth about this incident this time, not because he was worried that the two would never return and no one would know the truth. Instead, I think we should find a time to distract Miss Capet, otherwise she will become more and more nervous.
It now appears that he really succeeded.
"I shouldn't have been the one to say this. [The Church of All Things and Nature] obviously knew the truth, otherwise they wouldn't have transferred you to Beldiran City at this time. Yes, this is a token passed down from the family, The great grandfather split it in three, my father Robert Williams owns the youngest son's piece, the second brother has no descendants, I found their inheritance in the Shire earlier this year That part."
The meaning he wanted to express is self-evident. Miss Capet, who just had breakfast and was worrying about the afternoon while holding a teacup, never expected to know at this moment what she hadn't gotten in twenty years the truth.
Her thoughts were close to stagnation, and there were only two pieces of metal, one large and one small, in her eyes, or something similar to metal.
"I… "
It took a long time to utter a word from my mouth, but I couldn't find the meaning I wanted to express.
"Yes, in terms of blood relationship, you should be my distant cousin." (Note)
The two are not the same grandfather but the same great-grandfather, so according to Jenkin's inherent way of thinking, they should be regarded as distant relatives.
"I think the church transferred you to Beldylan because they knew your blood background. I don't know why they haven't announced it yet, but I think it should be a matter of a week or two. After all, what happened last night banquet..."
He did not go on, and Miss Capet understood him. If the church intends to use her identity and bloodline to compete for the throne of the Kingdom of Fidgetli, then it will not let her identity be hidden for longer, but will find a suitable time to expose it.
Jenkins felt that his goal had been achieved, and Miss Capet didn't seem to be nervous at all because of the subsequent actions. But Miss Capet felt like she was dreaming at this moment, and she couldn't believe the news she just got.
"I... sorry, I want to be alone."
She grabbed her blond hair and said, Jenkins nodded, knowing how she was feeling at the moment:
"I'm sorry for keeping this matter from you for so long, I'm really sorry. But anyway, our family is also your closest blood relative, although before [The Church of Everything and Nature] decided to expose this matter, your position It's very subtle, but I think both mom and dad would be happy to know that we have another relative."
With that he got up and left the room, leaving Miss Capet alone. Jenkins didn't know if he was right or wrong to tell her in advance, but now that he had said it, he didn't regret it. It's just that such a simple and kind lady is also involved in the troublesome battle for the throne, and I feel a little uneasy about my conscience.
So he decided to find something to do for himself to pass the boring time.
In order to ensure that the cursed people in the mystical chain have no possibility of running out of the encirclement, the outside of the Earl Paramount Manor has been surrounded by an outer circle of the Church of the Twelve Righteous Gods.
The benefactors of the Orthodox Church from all over the world have established temporary bases outside the manor, making this place a bit like a war front.
There were many vacant houses, and Jenkins excused himself from the banquet last night before going back to rest, borrowed a room to take a nap, left behind a phantom, and left with the cat, heading straight to the suburban cemetery mentioned in the newspaper.
He changed his image with the cat on the way, so when he came near the cemetery, he didn't cover his whereabouts but walked over openly. He probably thought that there were no more clues in the cemetery. At this time, there were not many church benefactors here, but many policemen were still cordoning off the scene to search for evidence.
Jenkins did not enter the cemetery rashly, but observed the vicinity for a while to confirm the location of the aura in the cemetery, and then entered there pretending to be worshiping friends.
Because the scene was still sealed off, he couldn't get close to the location where he found the group of naked men this morning. But his purpose was not there. He walked along the path paved with gravel in the cemetery, and entered the underground chamber on the east side of the park under the guidance of the grave guard.
Some unclaimed ashes are stored here, so Jenkins was allowed in without being able to name a friend.
"Look for it yourself, there are corpses and relics next to the urn."
The old gravekeeper said, not following Jenkins into the tomb:
"I'll give you twenty minutes. If you can't find it, you have to leave. You've seen the police over there. If you still want to look for it, come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Jenkins thanked the old gravekeeper, and then went into the dark corridor of the tomb with the old gravekeeper's kerosene lamp. Although only ashes were stored instead of corpses, there was still a cold stench in the ground. Instead of entering the unnamed ashes storage area of the last two months, Jenkins continued along the corridor of the catacomb, but stopped shortly after.
To his left, a simple wooden sign hangs on the uneven dirt wall, which shows that this is the burial chamber where the ashes and remains of the unknown dead in Belduran were stored from March to May last spring.
The aura is here.
The strength of the aura is not a numbered item, at most it is a slightly stronger spell or ritual array, so Jenkins came directly.
He stuffed the cat poking over his shoulder back into his pocket, then grabbed the cane out of the air, and walked into the tomb.
The tomb is square, rather large in size but unremarkable in style. Under the dim light of kerosene lamps, wooden boxes of the same style are placed on the concave platforms one by one on the wall. Below each wooden box is a slightly larger and slender platform, on which relics are placed in a mess. Jenkins saw umbrellas, dolls, pipes and only one black rain boot. The relics of these unknown dead will be stored for three years according to regulations, and then they will be disposed of by the gravekeepers themselves.
Jenkins stared at the doll for a long time, then stretched out his cane and tapped it lightly. It immediately trembled unnaturally, which behaved like a human being.
In Jenkins' eyes, the inspiration came from the doll with the ugly pink hat and, upon closer inspection, a spirit inside. But it's a pity that even if he endowed the doll with vitality, he couldn't turn the dead thing into a living thing, he just made it shake a few times in a short period of time.
"[Life perception]."
As long as you have a soul, you can be counted as a living being. Jenkins withdrew his cane and put his fingers on the head of the somewhat worn-out doll. After a few seconds, he perceived a very weak fragment of speech:
"Be careful behind you."
"Um?"
Frowning, Jenkins turned his head and saw a layer of wet and cold white mist floating in the tomb behind him. While the white mist covered the field of vision, it also covered the evil spirits that kept floating out of the urn. The white mist is the extraordinary talent of the evil spirits, but this is the first time Jenkins has seen so many evil spirits appearing at the same time.
Although it is an evil spirit, it does not pose much threat to Jenkins itself. It's just that there are some grave guards from the Orthodox Church on the ground now, and whether they use the skull sword or the sage's magic, there is a risk of being perceived by them.
But remembering the new ability he acquired last night, Jenkins retracted his cane and grabbed the holy sword. He didn't activate its own characteristics, but just used it as an ordinary weapon. Holding the sword in his right hand, he quickly drew two arc-shaped sword marks on the soil on the left and right sides in front of him.
"Sword dance~"
He held the sword flower in his hand and thrust the sword into the soil directly in front of him:
"Spin!"
The two arc-shaped sword marks drawn by him were brightly lit, and as the blade pierced into the soil, the sword marks seemed to come alive, spinning rapidly on the ground. As the speed increased, the two sword marks connected end to end, forming a complete bright white circle around Jenkins' body.
After the circle of sword marks was closed, the area continued to increase and expanded to the entire tomb. When it expands, it does not cause any damage to the environment and spirit body it encounters, but when it expands to the limit and suddenly retracts inward, the rotating sword marks cut all material and non-material within the ring. Except for Jenkins himself, the spirit body and mist at the same height in the tomb were neatly divided into two.
This is not a physical division, but a direct conceptual division. The evil spirits were defeated, and although the mist they created couldn't dissipate immediately, they couldn't close together again, creating a blank area of mist in the upper and lower spaces.
This is the role of the combat ability [Sword Dance·Whirlwind]. Although it is not as obscure and incomprehensible as the role of the spell ability, at least it is powerful enough. The damage that this ability can cause is affected by the bestower's own level, the strength of the spirit, and the strength of the weapon used. Jenkins only used a little force to deal with those evil spirits just now, which shows that the potential of this ability is still very large.
The origin of [Sword Dance·Whirlwind] is the ritual of the sword, not the essence of swordsmanship. Although it is classified as a red combat ability, it looks more like a spell to Jenkins.
Satisfied, he took the sword back, then turned around and picked up the doll again. The moment he pulled it up, an extremely cold air flow stretched from his hand to his heart, and then it was completely burned by the fire of gift floating in his spirit.
"Curse? Seems to prevent it from being moved?"
Jenkins thought, and after several unsuccessful attempts, he used [Spirit Empathy] to vaguely establish a link with the sealed soul in the doll, and roughly knew the ins and outs of the matter.
PS: There is no distinction between the words cousin and cousin in English, both are cousin. Jenkins and Miss Capet belong to the same great-grandfather and are related three generations away, so they can be called "distant cousins". Their relationship is farther than that of Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu.