The warm yellow light barely illuminated the terrace, probably seeing what he wanted to say from Jenkins' face, and before Jenkins opened his mouth to mention the names of the two girls, Marquis Mihail shook his head to stop him;
"This kind of thing can be discussed after all the dust settles. What we are doing now is a national event, and other things are not suitable for discussion now."
Earl Hesha also had the same attitude. It seemed that Jenkins would not go back on his promise after becoming king. In this case, Jenkins gave up talking about marriage now, but he was still a little curious about the attitude of these two middle-aged people when their daughter moved to Jenkins' house at the same time.
Although Miss Windsor has not been in contact with Jenkins for as long as other girls, she has almost figured out Jenkins' character in just a few months. She saw Jenkins' curiosity, so she secretly pulled the hem of his clothes to make him speak more cautiously.
"In short, everything is going well so far. Although the army has encountered some troubles, it is not impossible to solve. The church is..."
Jenkins hesitated, then raised his glass. The Marquis and Earl also toasted, and Miss Windsor took a step back.
"wish all the best."
The three men said together, the hazy moonlight was blocked by gray fog and clouds, unable to illuminate the appearance of the three of them. The dim floor-to-ceiling gas lamps on the terrace could not bring the three faces out of the shadows.
Everything will be fine, and change always happens at those important historical points. Jenkins, who had no intention of taking the throne, has been pushed to the throne by the people behind him. All the plots and lies woven are eroding the foundation of this not-so-old but extremely powerful kingdom.
The navy, the bureaucracy, the church, all the supporters unknown to Jenkins, are eating up everything in this kingdom like ants. The tentacles of lies have wrapped tightly around the kingdom of Fidgetly, and the shadow of conspiracy hovers over the kingdom. Above the clear sky, like a giant playing chess, wantonly changing the previous order...
"No, I'm a positive character!"
Jenkins, who raised his glass, leaned forward slightly to expose his face to the light. Although the light was weak, it still allowed the young foreign visitor to show his face to the whole world.
"It will be successful, for everything."
He whispered, then picked up the wine glass and drank the pear water in it. Marquis Mihail and Count Hessa also drank the wine in their glasses. They put down their glasses and looked at Jenkins and the unusual young man in front of them.
"For everything."
Jenkins repeated again, not caring whether the two people in front of him fully understood the sentence, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"It's time to confess some things to the two of you."
Put the cup on the saucer of the small table next to it, and then dipped his finger on some of the juice left on the side of the cup, and stretched out his finger to his cat. Chocolate clawed Jenkins' neck with two paws that didn't dislike him, and stretched out his head to lick Jenkins's finger:
"Actually, I am the bestower of the church... I hope you understand this word."
Count Hessa showed a surprised expression, while Marquis Michael laughed:
"I knew it."
He turned around and looked downstairs, looking at the city in the distance:
"Williamette, I'm actually very curious. Have you been planning to get the throne a long time ago? Although it's impossible, everyone is supporting you now. It doesn't seem like a coincidence."
"No, I was just chosen by fate."
Jenkins told the truth, but sounded very arrogant. The Marquis didn't care, just sighed:
"I hope everything goes well. After all, our queen is not someone who just sits and waits to die."
The reception ended at around 9:30 in the evening. With the help of Miss Windsor, Jenkins declined the invitation of the enthusiastic girls to "go home and read together", and then declined Miss Windsor halfway and sent him home directly.
Saying goodbye to the girl, Jenkins turned around and ran towards the Civic Square with the cat. He was worried about the black tower and the expedition team members, and he was restless because of anxiety all night.
The streets filled with fog at night seem to be covered with a layer of tulle. Although it sounds romantic, it actually poses a great threat to the safety of travel. Jenkins originally thought that he would be very unlucky, encountering monsters called "crawlers in the fog" by the [Smell Appreciation Committee], but nothing happened along the way, and he quickly rushed to Gao under the tower.
The warning line of the Carfax Field was drawn on the ground, and the roadblocks moved from nowhere blocked several passages entering the Civic Square. After verifying his identity, Jenkins entered the square and found that there were more benefactors here than when he left.
"Is this what happened?"
He thought in his heart that he wanted to find Miss Bevanna or other church demigods first. But after scanning around, he didn't find the target, and finally saw Professor Burns and Secret Keeper Smith in the temporary shelter under the tower. He walked quickly and found that there were three members of the Church of the Sages gathered here. The keeper, and dozens of keeper apprentices.
Miss Bevanna was not nearby, and the door of the black metal tower was tightly closed. There was a wooden baffle with a "No Entry" warning in front of it, and there was no one near the door. Obviously, the first expedition was over.
Noticing Jenkins walking quickly, Keeper Smith waved him.
"what's going on?"
Jenkins has determined that this was an accident:
"Where's Miss Bevanna? Where's Mr. Gilbert? I noticed that there aren't many demigods staying here."
He asked again, took out the women's pocket watch from his pocket, opened it with a snap, and looked at the time, it was not too late.
Professor Burns on the side brought him a glass of water, and everyone noticed that Jenkins ran over panting.
"The operation to explore the tower failed, and there was a big accident."
Smith, the Keeper of Secrets, replied, putting down his pencil and slamming it onto the unfinished sketch of the tower's exterior on the table.
"What accident? What's in the tower? Did something inside escape?"
Jenkins asked nervously, holding a cup.
"It's hard to give a 'yes' or 'no' answer to your question. Actually, we don't know what's going on inside, oh, don't get confused, our people did go in and they did come out, but There is a difference between those who come out and those who come in.”
Only the keeper of secrets, Smith, was speaking. Although the others were listening like Jenkins, they were all busy with their own affairs, and seemed to know what happened just now.
"About half past seven, the first team of five people entered the tower. The door was unlocked and opened as soon as it was pushed, but what was inside could not be seen from the outside. The five selected explorers The members of the team are the elite of the Twelve Churches, and they also have a lot of curse-avoiding accessories on their bodies. In the 32nd minute after they entered, all five of them came out. But soon we found out that something was wrong. Although the people who came out looked similar to The person who entered just now is the same, even the voice of speech, the way of thinking, and the emotions expressed are the same as the person who entered, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of gears turning from everyone's body... "
Jenkins took a breath, already guessing what was going on.
"It's horrific, horrific. It would be acceptable if it was just those five people being swapped, but in fact, the five things that we can't describe coming out of the tower all think they entered the tower 32 minutes ago. of myself."
"They were transformed?"
Jenkins asked.
"Yes, they were transformed. We don't know what happened after entering the tower, but they have indeed changed from flesh and blood creatures to 100% pure mechanical creatures, and even their souls have been distorted into terrifying appearances. We Subdued the other two on the spot, and among the other three, one blew himself up... "
Mr. Smith pointed to a dark piece of ground not far away, where the ground was sunken a little, but it didn't look very powerful.
"The other two lost their minds and attacked people around them. We had to remove their moving organs and vocal organs."
It was very difficult for him to describe what happened at that time, and when he talked about what happened after the "battle" at that time, he even frowned:
"In short, Bevanna and those strange creatures left here for the time being, and escorted those things for further inspection. As for the matter of exploring the tower, it has been put on hold for the time being. Before finding out how this transformation of the human body occurs, any No one is allowed to open that door."
As horrific as it was what happened that night under the tower, it was far better than the worst accident Jenkins could have imagined. For a while, Jenkins didn't know whether he should be happy or sad, so he asked again:
"So it doesn't matter if this tower is left like this? I always feel that it will cause big trouble."
Jenkins is not the only one who feels this way, but the structure and materials of this tower are special, and there is no way to eliminate it for a while. As for using methods such as mystic locks to temporarily isolate it from the space of the material world, it is also impossible. The volume of the tower is too large, and ordinary people cannot find a way to separate such a large space.
But Jenkins is also right, leaving it alone is of course the worst thing to do. Therefore, during the study of those mutant human bodies, the church must do something to ensure that even if new mutations occur, the church can cope with it.
"I heard from Bevanna that the joint meeting of the Twelve Churches has been brought forward. What I heard is that we don't have to wait for the meeting of the Three Kings before holding the meeting. The closer the meeting date is, the better. In this way, we can fight the lies believers to make a treaty and choose a true savior to lead us to face the terrible disaster."
Granny Rose, the keeper of secrets, said on the sidelines that this was one of the few pieces of good news.