"Reason? No, you have reason to swear."
The carriage slowly moved forward in the fog of Nolan, and the regular sound of the wheels crushing the stone road added some vitality to this quiet night. The conversation in the carriage was still going on, Salhi II was talking, his face became serious:
"If you are willing to swear, then I can also swear that I will never interfere with the freedom of marriage between you and Dolores, and I can also tell you what your Majesty the Queen wants to do now. If I don't say , you will never be able to guess."
Jenkins frowned. Neither Dolores' intelligence network nor Miss Windsor's information collected from the country showed that Queen Isabella was doing strange things. She behaved very normally, working hard every day for domestic government affairs and receiving nobles who came to Nolan from all over the world.
"I know that you are a person of high moral character. You can do well the things entrusted by your friend before his death. You are a person who keeps your promises. As long as you make an oath, you will definitely keep it. I believe in you, so until I Before I die, my promise tonight will be valid, if you figure it out, you can come to me at any time, and you can use Dolores as an excuse to come to me."
The street scene outside was approaching St. George's Avenue, and Jenkins was coming home. King Salhi II saw that Jenkins was still thinking, so he proposed this way, and he did not forget to remind:
"Of course, you'd better hurry up. I can't guarantee when your queen will do something unexpected."
He seems to be pointing, but doesn't seem to want to make it clear.
Although the person in front of him was a king, he was just an ordinary person. If Jenkins wanted to, he could get the other person to tell the truth in no time, and the other person would not remember the bad memories at all. But the conditions offered by Salhi II are not harsh, and Jenkins himself is really not interested in the territories of other countries. Jenkins does not want to use the power of lies now.
As long as the country is in his hands in the future and he can listen to his dispatch to deal with the coming disaster, he will not annex other countries. This is what Jenkins thinks at this time, so he does not reject the oath proposed by Sarkhi II .
"I'll think about it at home and give you an answer as soon as possible."
But after all, he still didn't give an answer in the carriage. This matter is a bit strange, and Jenkins still wants to think about it and discuss it with Alexia. After all, personal wisdom has its limits, and Jenkins doesn't think he is a very smart person.
He just happens to be smart.
Salhi II suddenly had a secret talk with Jenkins, something that no one could have imagined. Jenkins and Dolores told the truth, stating that they were really not interested in the land of the Hampawa Kingdom. The throne of Diktli Kingdom was also given to her, and Jenkins was very afraid of such troublesome things.
Although in the future observed by him, the kingdom of Fidektli seems to swallow up all the surrounding land and become an empire that unifies the material world. But if Jenkins cede the throne of the empire to the girl of the Stuart family, it means that the Hampavo Kingdom really continues to exist, and it exists quite well.
He spoke out his thoughts, Dolores blushed, and Alexia thought that Jenkins could agree to Salhi II's proposal:
"But it's not just about knowing what Queen Isabella wants to do. You can propose that Salhi II use the power of the Hampawa Kingdom to help you become king."
Alexia thought Dolores' father would agree.
Of course, Jenkins told Hathaway and Britney about this matter, but the two girls didn't care at all. Anyway, it must be Jenkins who finally controls the two kingdoms. They don't care whether the kingdoms merge or who will become the king on the surface.
"But father might care a lot."
Britney said softly that it was the two choices given by Marquis Mihail that made the relationship between the three of them what it is now. Of course, Britney is also very satisfied with this ending.
"I will talk to the Marquis. You don't have to worry about this. Besides, it's hard to say what will happen in the future. The plan can't always keep up with the changes. You have to trust my arrangement."
Jenkins reassures that he will find an ending that everyone can accept, which is not difficult.
At this time, the three were sitting on the sofa talking, while Julia was in the kitchen, as if preparing a chocolate supper.
"It's late, go to rest, don't you guys have to go back to school for the exam tomorrow?"
He asked, stood up and greeted the cat standing on the back of the sofa, looking at the kitchen eagerly, and wanted to go back to rest:
"Don't worry about things that are too royal, I will take care of them. You just need to wait until I can marry you at the same time... Speaking of which, isn't it my birthday in a few days? I plan to arrange for Alexia and Dolores came over to celebrate my birthday, and we can see each other then."
He suggested that meeting the two ladies from the North Country was already arranged, so Hathaway and Britney both nodded in agreement.
"That's all right. I'll take you home later, I mean the house on Privet Drive. Mary will be very upset. I don't think she's ready to entertain so many people at once."
He yawned as he spoke, thinking about when he would go to see Sarhi II tomorrow. But before he could catch the cat, which was reluctant to go back because it was waiting for supper, Hathaway called him.
"There is something I must say."
She glanced at Britney, who hadn't realized what Hathaway was going to say.
"Although we are all living in your home now, and our relationship... But can you be more reserved."
Her voice was soft, but she looked at Britney sternly. Brienne immediately understood the meaning, and her cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I haven't been to Jenkins once in the week I've been here, but what about you?"
Hathaway was actually blushing too, but it wasn't obvious. Jenkins, who just knew her very well, saw that her earlobes were redder than Britney's face.
"I know everyone's relationship is weird, but some things have to be agreed."
The red-haired girl said in a soft voice.
"OK… "
Hathaway has always been weak in front of Britney, even after Britney knew everything, the relationship between the two of them is still like this. But this time Hathaway was a little stronger, and the blond girl actually felt a little irritated.
"It's not married yet, even if we move in, there are some things to watch out for. I don't hold that against you... just..."
Hathaway finally blushed and did not continue, but Britney understood, so she replied with a soft "um~".
Hathaway looked at Jenkins again. As expected, he lowered his head and pretended to check the cat's belly, preventing her from seeing his expression at all. The man's performance was completely in line with Hathaway's expectations.
"I'll go to your room tonight."
Hathaway said to Jenkins, and regardless of the expressions of the two behind her, and what Julia, who heard the conversation in the kitchen, would think, she walked towards the stairs first.
"Oh, Haiwei~"
Only Britney could be heard complaining softly.
The next day is Tuesday, and there is only one day until the Three Kings Talks. Considering that the three kings will definitely reach some agreement during the three-king talks, Jenkins plans to give an answer to Sarhi II today to see what Queen Isabella is doing.
He set off after having dinner with the girls at home in the morning. The place where Salhi II stayed was far away from St. George Street near the dock area, so he chose to take a carriage.
St. George's Avenue is a residential block, and carriages are not allowed to park in the block, but there will be empty carriages waiting for guests at general intersections. After going out, he first greeted his neighbor, Mr. Goodman, who was about to go to work, and the latter responded somewhat cautiously.
Then when he looked up, he saw a carriage parked at a distant crossroads. After walking quickly, he found that something was wrong with the driver. Wearing a hat and unfolding a newspaper, the coachman waiting leisurely is of course an ordinary person, but judging from his temperament, he seems to be from the army.
Jenkins raised his hand to touch the cat on his shoulder and slowed down.
"Mr. Williams, the master is waiting for you."
The driver heard Jenkins' footsteps slow down, put down the newspaper and said. He looks ordinary, and he doesn't look special, but his accent is quite strange, which is the strange stiffness that foreigners have when they speak Fidetictli language.
"Your master?"
Jenkins asked strangely, and tilted his head to look at the carriage. The carriage was also an ordinary person, but there was a faint yellow aura in his heart. If it is not wearing a self-defense item handled by the bestower, then it is cursed.
"Who is your master?"
He stopped and asked, but the coachman didn't answer, and the car door was opened with a small gap. Through the gap, Jenkins saw the King of the Southern Kingdom, Tarquin the Proud, whom he had only seen a few times.
"Why do kings like to wait for people like this?"
Thinking in his heart, he nodded and stepped into the carriage. Jenkins had nothing to do with the princesses of the southern kingdom, so he got into the carriage without any worries.
"Good day, Your Majesty Tarquin."
"Good day, Viscount Williamette."
After sitting down, while greeting each other, Jenkins observed the other person's face. Tarquin the Proud was the youngest of the three kings, not even forty years old this year. About twenty years ago, the former king of the Southern Kingdom was assassinated due to a scandal, and Tarquin, who was only 17 years old at the time, hurriedly succeeded.
This is a gentle-looking, rather shrewd and resolute person, tall and thin, wearing summer common unlined clothing. It's just that the king's face was pale at this time, and the side of his face was covered with sweat, and he seemed to have a bigger problem than the dying King Salhi II.