"Is that a halo of fear? It's really rare. Not many gifted people are willing to learn such an ability now."
When leaving the small room behind the tavern, Miss Magic said something in surprise. Jenkins looked down at the notebook in his hand, which recorded what Mr. Joyce said just now. Mr. Joyce will "live" here for a few hours until the huntress informs the church and takes him away.
"I didn't learn it on my own initiative. It appeared after I came into contact with the abyss."
"Abyssal? Your life is more interesting than I imagined."
The woman touched her chin and said again.
Leaving the bar, the two returned to the street. According to the clues provided by Mr. Joyce, it is enough to place the name of the culprit on Queen Isabella. The murder of the royal heir was carried out by Mr. Joyce with other followers of the Queen whom he did not know, and Mr. Joyce still has several letters written to him by Queen Isabella.
It is enough to have those letters and evidence chains, and the reason why Joyce left the letters without destroying them is that he wants to store them up.
"I don't have many chances to get items that belong to His Majesty."
This was said by the man who was crying because of the extreme panic.
But until now, Jenkins and Miss Magic still don't know what Queen Isabella wants to do. Fortunately, this is the last step. Mr. Joyce revealed the location of the suspected ceremony. As long as the gifter's ceremony was actually held at that location, Miss Magic has enough information to infer the general function of the ceremony from the remaining traces.
She's quite proud of her abilities.
The so-called ceremony was held in a large warehouse in the east of the city near the mining area. According to Mr. Joyce, this piece of land is the property of the royal family. Some warehouses have been used as some of Her Majesty's private goods since they were built. the transfer location.
After arriving at that warehouse and trying to sneak in, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. The summer is hot, even if they come by carriage, Jenkins and Miss Magic are already a little impatient.
Therefore, the means they used when they broke into the warehouse were a little too aggressive. Of course, they didn't kill anyone.
The ceremony was held at midnight the day before yesterday, and now entering the warehouse, you can only see the empty warehouse, the ground covered with dust, and the cargo separation area drawn with pencils on the ground.
Jenkins picked up the dust and observed:
"It appears to be flour."
"It doesn't matter. The warehouse itself is closed, and it seems that not many people have entered since then. This is enough to preserve some traces that cannot be observed by the naked eye and the spirit formed by the ritual itself. As long as it is mysterious, traces will be left. The situation It's more optimistic than I thought."
Miss Magic said, and then kicked Jenkins out. It's not that she wants him to watch the wind, but Miss Magic thinks that Jenkins is like a giant shaking his body in a wave of uneven ocean. His existence will interfere with the progress of some rituals that require harsh conditions and precise operations.
Jenkins, who was driven out of the warehouse, looked at his cat with an innocent expression. Chocolate, which is very well-behaved today, was yawning. Seeing Jenkins looking at it, he let out a "meow~" and rubbed his furry face against it. Rubbed Jenkins' face.
"You rescued me from the lake, and I haven't thanked you yet."
Jenkins stood in the shade under the eaves of the warehouse to enjoy the coolness, raised his right index finger slightly bent, and scratched Chocolate's chin. The cat immediately squinted its eyes and let out a softer cry.
"Since it's my birthday tomorrow, let's prepare something you like to eat."
He said with a smile, and then took the initiative to reveal his secret in a very soft voice:
"Actually, I don't really care about that birthday, but since they want to celebrate for me, I have to be serious. I don't know what gifts will be given to me. I don't lack anything now..."
"Meow~"
Chocolate wags her tail, wondering whether to give Jenkins a gift too.
Outside the warehouse is a yard for temporary storage of goods. Outside the yard is facing a road paved with gravel, and on both sides are other warehouses.
Jenkins was talking to the cat when he looked up suddenly to notice a man in a hat approaching at the other end of the road.
His footsteps are very light, and his walking posture seems to be skewed to the right, but every step is precisely in a straight line, as if he is suffering from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Wearing black boots on his feet, with his right hand in his pocket, his face is heavy, and his eyes are looking directly at the stranger standing at the warehouse door.
"coming."
Thinking in his mind, Jenkins slowly took the cat off his shoulders and put it on the ground, then instead of leaning against the wall, he stood up straight and walked towards the gate of the yard.
The man walking from the gravel road at the door was at the highest level of vigilance at this moment. He didn't slow down his pace, but the right hand in his pocket held the object more tightly, almost holding his breath, and moved forward step by step.
"Who are you? Where is the guard here?"
The man who came from a distance was the first to ask, and stood not far from the gate of the warehouse compound and stopped moving. His speaking voice was neutral but powerful and deep.
"I am the guard here."
Jenkins said, then looked at the man's right hand:
"What's there?"
Seeing Jenkins' question, the man stretched out his clenched hand:
"Do you really want to know what this is?"
The hand didn't let go so Jenkins couldn't see what was in the palm, but the black aura couldn't be faked. The stranger in front of him is only level 3, not a high level, but if you look carefully, there is a very subtle and imperceptible aura in his body.
"Another reformer from the Gear Craftsman Association? But what does this have to do with you?"
Before he finished speaking, the strange man had already thrown the thing in his hand towards him.
It was impossible for Jenkins to take it hard, and waved his hand forward to condense a layer of ice in the mist. His original intention was to change the flight trajectory of the black aura object, but he didn't expect that object to go straight through the ice board and fly towards Jenkins' chest.
Eyes narrowed, dynamic vision caught brass-colored gears swirling in flight. With a flick of the fingertip, while dodging sideways, the stone flew out of the fingertip and flew horizontally towards the gear. To ensure rigidity, Jenkins even added some metal to it when he "painted" it.
This time it worked, the cog was skewed by a pebble hit through the air. But before falling to the ground, it suddenly flew up again, flying towards Jenkins again like a fly chasing dirt.
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