Even though the loyal guards had surrounded him, the people standing in the front row who saw Viktorm shot couldn't help but scream. But fortunately, the huge ship on which the Southland visiting group was riding was docking, and the huge roar prevented the citizens behind the cordon from noticing the situation here.
At the same time, Queen Isabella, who looked old with silver hair, scolded the surroundings loudly, making everyone quiet. Finally, news of the shooter did not travel very far.
However, more and more royal guards gathered to the front, which still attracted people's attention. Jenkins didn't pay attention to this. He bent down and picked up the cat that had completed the task. When he looked back, he happened to see Miss Windsor.
The latter looked at him meaningfully, as if he had discovered his secret.
"The shooter may not have left, and there was more than one person, should the ceremony be called off now?"
Jenkins leaned over and asked the queen on the side. Although there were still several dukes standing around who were qualified to make this suggestion, it was best for him to ask this question.
"There is no need to cancel it, if it is cancelled, we will be a big joke all day long."
The gray-haired Queen Isabella said categorically, and then ordered the royal guards around her to find the gunman as soon as possible, and at the same time arranged for someone to send Mr. Viktorm to treat the wound.
Jenkins narrowed his eyes, and looked at the other old dukes on the side. Most of them, like him, did not expect Her Majesty to make such an arrangement. They thought that they would at least get rid of irrelevant people nearby, or directly The welcome ceremony moved elsewhere.
"It's not wrong to do this, we can't be the laughing stock of other countries."
The Duke of Rochester, wearing a red woolen suit, agreed with Her Majesty's approach. He was the youngest of the four dukes present, and even the youngest duke in his own country.
"Isn't it hot to wear this in summer?"
Jenkins thought to himself, knowing something was wrong with this today:
"Could it be that Queen Isabella arranged for someone to kill me? If I die on such an occasion, the murderer can easily be faked as Cheslan's main faction who wants to continue the war. After all, there is nothing better than assassinating other royal families." Members, there is a better way to provoke war... But the queen can't imagine anything I can think of, if she really arranged it, it would be a bit too stupid."
He was thinking about complicated things in his heart, but on the surface he looked up calmly and watched the people on the deck of the cruise ship getting ready to come down.
"If there were more gunmen, would they shoot at Cheslan's visiting group? If someone in the visiting group gets hurt, then we're really going to be a laughing stock."
Miss Windsor said suddenly in the second row, which made a lot of sense. Even if Queen Isabella didn't care that she and the people present were shot, but if Cheslan's proud Tarquin was killed as soon as he disembarked, or the children of the Stuart family standing behind If you get shot, I'm afraid the war will become more terrible.
So they ordered people to go to the ship to inform that there were gunmen below, and the visiting group should not show up for the time being. Queen Isabella declared that she was unwell and transferred the welcome ceremony to Norland City Hall.
Her Majesty the Queen is old, and everyone understands that. Besides, she has already arrived at the pier, and I believe that Cheslan and his party on the boat will also understand.
This concludes the welcoming ceremony. Since the unknown gunman may still be hiding nearby, the people on the boat will not come down until the manhunt is over, so the ceremony at the city hall will not start until the afternoon.
Everyone dispersed, and the citizens were also disappointed. Queen Isabella was going to ask Jenkins to have lunch together, but he declined:
"I've got a few more... girls' things."
He winked at Miss Windsor, and Miss Windsor immediately came to the rescue, but the consequence was that when Jenkins boarded the carriage, Miss Windsor followed.
"Are you the giver?"
There were Dolores and Julia in the carriage, but Miss Windsor didn't mind either.
"Don't you care where this carriage will go? It's so bold to come up without any guards?"
Jenkins didn't answer directly.
"We are allies, and I trust you will not harm me."
said Miss Windsor, and sat down beside Jenkins. Dolores was a little upset, but she couldn't speak because of it, it would make Her Royal Highness appear stingy, so Julia spoke:
"Ma'am, please be careful with your words and deeds, this is the carriage of Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Miss Windsor didn't say "but this is Fidgetly's territory" to retort. She is not stupid and knows what to say and what not to say.
"Yes, I am the Giver."
Jenkins said that since the alliance has been formed, there is no need to hide such things from Miss Windsor, and it doesn't matter if you tell her, the interests of the two are bound together.
"I've heard that only the church can cultivate the gifted, so..."
She asked hesitantly. Ordinary people's understanding of the extraordinary world is quite limited, and no matter what kind of gifted person they are from, they will not easily tell ordinary people the secrets of the extraordinary. This is not only a kind of reserve for one's own identity, but also a general agreement of everyone. Therefore, even with Miss Windsor's status, her understanding of the so-called benefactors is quite limited. In fact, before this, she had no contact with more than three benefactors.
"Yes, the Church of the Sages has cultivated me, and the Church also supports me to become king."
Seeing that she still wanted to ask, Jenkins added:
"My position in the church is very special. I have the right to directly mobilize the extraordinary team of the church in any diocese. However, there is no need to worry about the church using me as a puppet, so it supports me to become king. In fact... "
He hesitated for a moment, and looked at Dolores, who shook her head, thinking that it was inappropriate to reveal the identity of the Son. After all, the mortals who know Jenkins' identity now, except the church, are all women who are destined to change their surname to "Williamette" in the future.
"There is a true God in this world, and the sages value me very much, so although I am young, my status in the church is almost unmatched."
He could only explain it in this way, and Miss Windsor didn't ask any further questions, with a heartfelt smile on her face:
"Since this is the case, that's great. With the full support of the Church of the Sages, even if we launch a mutiny to directly seize power, at least we won't be attacked by crowds. Jenkins, you should tell me this as soon as possible. This is very important. This way Things will be easier now.”
She stopped asking about the Giver and turned the conversation to Jenkins' plan to take the throne. The lady was really all about helping Jenkins become king, and Jenkins didn't know whether it was because she judged the situation well or because he saved her that night.
"So you saved me that night?"
As if guessing what Jenkins was thinking, Miss Windsor asked again.
"Yes."
He admitted that of course the church would not admit that believers who were lies appeared, so saying this would not make Miss Windsor think of more things.
"Thank you, Jenkins."
She stared into Jenkins' eyes and said, Jenkins was a little uncomfortable, shook his head and did not continue.
The carriage brought a group of people back to Jenkins' home on St. George Street. Miss Windsor got out of the carriage at the intersection and left. Dolores wanted to enter, but considering her father's feelings, she could only regretfully stay in the carriage. Watching Jenkins go home alone.
Fortunately, a few hours later in the afternoon, we met again in front of the city hall. This time Miss Windsor and Dolores both brought news about the gunman in the morning.
"It wasn't arranged by Her Majesty, but the man who hired the gunman spoke with a Beldyran accent."
This is the news brought by Miss Windsor. Unfortunately, the gunman was not caught in the search in the morning, but this does not mean that Miss Windsor's local influence has not been harvested.
"It also has something to do with Cheslan. Cheslan's spies have been active in Nolan recently. My people picked up a local dark line and learned from a woman who claimed to be a huntress that Cheslan's spies were more than a few days ago. It may be useful information to survey the terrain at the pier for the first time."
This is Dolores' news.
"It's more complicated than that."
Jenkins on the carriage looked out through the curtains. The entrance of the city hall was already crowded with people, and the carriages coming from the street were almost blocking the intersection.
"It's true that it has nothing to do with the queen, it's the plot planned by Duke Robery of Cheslan."
This person is a well-known main combat faction within Cheslan, and is the real power duke of the Southern Kingdom, owning his own territory.
"He got on the line with some people in his country. One side wanted to continue the war, and the other side wanted to kill me. That's why today's incident happened."
Although it is a very boring fact, it is also reasonable. As for some people in this country, they are naturally other heirs to the throne. They don't need to get their hands dirty, and they can kill Jenkins as long as they provide some information. This is quite a bargain.
Of course, Jenkins did not say one more thing. The original first heir to the royal family, that is, Mr. Horace Luthor, a foreigner, was the cousin of Duke Robery of Cheslan. But there is no evidence that Mr. Luther was involved in this matter, even if Nolan was there, so Jenkins did not mention him.
"This is the result I asked my divination teacher to divination, and the reliability is very high."
He added that Miss Windsor was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that some things cannot be viewed with the eyes of ordinary people.
"Then we..."
She hesitated, wanting to arrange a revenge plan, so she looked at Dolores. Her Royal Highness naturally had the same thoughts, she smiled at Jenkins:
"Do you prefer a steam bomb explosion? Or a bullet through the heart?"
The two ladies will not let Jenkins get their hands dirty, it will be arranged by them.
"You don't need to do anything. How could I let you do things like killing people? Girls, you are ladies of noble birth. Don't do those unclean things because of me."
PS: It's 3K again.