"Something is wrong."
Turning his head to look at the empty **** restaurant, Jenkins seemed to be talking to himself, but he was actually talking to Miss Magic. Miss Magic nodded when she heard that, twisted out a pinch of powder from her small bag, and sprinkled the pinch of powder into the air while the three people at the table were silent.
The powder in the air did not produce any abnormalities, but after falling on the ground under Miss Magic's feet, several incomplete blue phosphorescent lines appeared on the clean and reflective floor tiles of the restaurant.
From Jenkins' angle, he couldn't see Miss Magic's feet, but he could see a sudden change in Miss Magic's expression. After that, he didn't care about hiding himself, he threw away the silence charm and shouted at several people:
"Go!"
But it was too late, and the aura followed the lines to cover the entire restaurant. Jenkins couldn't see anything just now, that's because the ritual hasn't been activated yet. But at this moment, with the flow of the spirit, he clearly saw the blue lines engraved on the walls, floor and ceiling of the restaurant.
Those lines have a strange sense of order, and while covering the wall, they outline some dense and illegible symbols. In the end, the lines converged to the center of the dining table, and Jenkins, ignoring the etiquette, lifted the white tablecloth, and saw the solidified black and red blood, and drew the terrifying symbol in the center of the lines of the ritual array.
"do not look."
He raised his hand to cover Miss Windsor's eyes, and ran over regardless of the hidden Miss Magic and Mr. Hood. Miss Magic took the lead in interpreting the meaning of the symbol:
"This is an ancient rune of the murloc tribe in the southern continent of the 16th century. It means imprisonment, torture, and calling."
"call?"
Jenkins wondered.
"Called something unfriendly."
Miss Magic simply explained that the three of them looked out of the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the same time. It was originally a scene of the setting sun, but after the ceremony was activated, dark clouds had unknowingly covered the sky.
"Actually, the outside is still the same. The outside of the window we see now is not the real outside."
she said.
"So it's impossible to leave here?"
Mr Hood asked.
"Yes, if the ceremony is not lifted, this place is equivalent to being temporarily imprisoned."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Hood picked up the chair next to him with his left hand and slammed it towards the glass, but after the two came into contact, only the wooden chair disintegrated, and the glass remained motionless.
"How is this going?"
Letting Miss Windsor stand behind him, Jenkins asked Queen Isabella, who was the only one sitting now. The atmosphere in the restaurant became a bit bad, and the vision in front of him became a layer of gray. It wasn't that there was fog in the room, but just that the color of the space changed. If you let Jenkins explain it, it's like a colorful oil painting turned gray and white.
He tried to touch the front, but felt that his body was a little stiff. A large shadow suddenly appeared under his feet, but before he could attack, it disappeared immediately.
He looked at the other people in the restaurant, and large shadows also appeared under their feet. Accompanied by the strange smell of rotten eggs, a group of strange black shadows appeared in the corner of the wall.
"May the sage bless me, and the light of knowledge will illuminate my way forward."
He said in a low voice, the magical power drawn from him made him emit a little brilliance in the world of gray shadows. This light quickly dispelled the shadows, and also dispelled the things that were about to form in the corner, but it did not dispel the depressing and cold weird atmosphere in the restaurant.
Everything around was gray and white. After resuming normal actions, Jenkins pulled Miss Windsor closer to Miss Magic and Mr. Hood. The three surrounded the only ordinary person in the middle, and Miss Magic put her hand on Miss Windsor's shoulder. .
"it's me."
She whispered in her own voice, Miss Windsor was in a daze for a moment, and then recognized the voice of the mystic consultant she had hired.
"How will you be here?"
Miss Windsor wanted to ask, but Miss Magic signaled her to keep silent.
"Don't tell me, this is another test of whether I am the bestower."
Turning around, Jenkins looked at Queen Isabella, but those shadows did not approach her, because there was an ornament on the old man's chest that emitted a strong green aura to protect her.
"No, it's not just a temptation. In fact, although there is no evidence, I have basically confirmed that you are the bestower."
She didn't look nervous, as if she didn't see everything around her:
"The layout here was originally planned to invite you to have dinner alone in a few days after Jessica's 'exchanging blood'. At that time, I will die here, and you will be the only person present..."
Speaking of this, Jenkins understood that even the poisoning last time may be attributed to him. In this way, Miss Windsor, who had been helping Jenkins prepare to take the throne from the beginning to the end, naturally became the best heir in a short time.
"Then what does it mean to activate the ceremony in advance? Miss Windsor is still here."
He noticed that Miss Windsor was holding his hand tightly, probably because of panic and nervousness, after all, he was just an ordinary person and had never seen such a weird thing.
"This is not activated by me."
The old man said in a low voice, she tried her best to raise her head to look at Jenkins, and then spit out a mouthful of abnormal blood due to the graying of the space under the gaze of the four. The blood stained the tablecloth that was not completely removed, and then the old man also fell on the table, his face sunk deeply in the bowl of mashed potatoes on the table.
Miss Windsor's hoarse voice almost screamed, she wanted to go forward to see the situation of Queen Isabella, but was stopped by Jenkins.
Signaling Miss Magic and Mr. Hood to protect Miss Windsor, Jenkins walked to the old man along the side of the dining table. When he walked, there was no sound at all, not because he deliberately tiptoed, but because not only the color was lost in this world, but also part of the sound was lost.
"There is no death."
Lifting the old man up to prevent her from suffocating in the mashed potatoes, Jenkins felt her neck for a pulse, then tested her breath, and finally put his finger on her forehead. Jenkins will not kill her, but will ensure that she gets the punishment she deserves, and she must not be allowed to just throw the mess over like this.
"It seems to be seriously damaged... What's the situation?"
"Probably related to the opening of the ceremony. It seems that she is the key to the opening of the ceremony, but this is not triggered by her, so it will definitely cause discomfort. If there is no pendant on her chest, it is estimated that she will not even be able to finish talking to you just now." if."
Miss Magic, who is proficient in rituals, said, and then introduced:
"Mr. Williams, this is Mr. Hood and a friend of Mr. Candle."
"Hello, he just told me about the situation here, thank you for your help."
Jenkins nodded in greeting.
"Hello, Viscount."
Mr. Hood was a little reserved, and he didn't recognize this as their friend at all.
"So what to do now? Will Mr. Candle be out there and get us out?"
Mr. Hood asked again, he knew Mr. Candle's power from Hathaway's dice game.
"Don't bother, I'll do it."
As he spoke, he asked Queen Isabella to lie on the table temporarily, and then turned her back to several people. He strode to the door and twisted the doorknob, but it didn't turn as a matter of course, and then he took the black iron key with cylindrical key teeth soaked in the spirit.
This is a gift found based on Miss Magic's clues. The only function that has been explored so far is to open the seal.
With his back to everyone, he pressed the key against the door, and then slowly turned it counterclockwise. It was obviously only in the air, but the process of turning made Jenkins feel that the key in his hand was linked with an invisible fine mechanical structure, and that kind of light resistance was genuine.
As he turned, the four awake people in the dining room heard a clear click~ sound. Along with the sound, the servants outside the restaurant walked, and the loud ambient noise of Xia Chan chirping came in.
The gray in front of me slowly fades away, revealing the colorful world hidden under the gray. Jenkins put away the keys and gripped the doorknob. With a slight turn, the door opened.
Hearing the sighs of Miss Magic and Mr. Hood behind him, a smile appeared on Jenkins' face. But he immediately opened the Eye of Reality to look around, but he didn't find the gifter who activated the ceremony.
"It should have already gone. From the time the ceremony was started to now, it is enough for him to run a long way."
Miss Magic said.
Jenkins nodded, but he also knew that the tree house had definitely planted spies around the queen, otherwise there would be no reason to activate the pre-prepared ceremony at such a time.
"During this time, you and Miss Yindi will protect Miss Windsor."
He whispered, and then turned his head to look at Mr. Hood who was a little at a loss:
"Thank you for your help. Mr. Candle's friends are indeed reliable."
He paused for a moment, wanting to tell the two that after Mr. Candle killed the gifter who was talking to the Queen in the carriage just now, he had found the Orthodox Church and wanted to use this to track down the trail of the tree house, so they needed to leave.
But at this moment, there was a loud rumbling sound from a direction further away from the city, and then the long dining table in the restaurant vibrated violently, even causing the silver tableware on the edge of the dining table to fall to the ground. And in this sound, several people also realized that it was an earthquake.
Just as Jenkins was about to greet Miss Magic and Mr. Hood to help him take Miss Windsor and Queen Isabella out of the house first, he heard Miss Magic calling him:
"Look!"
She pointed out the French windows.
Jenkins forced himself to calm down amidst the shaking of the ground, and after lifting Queen Isabella up, he melted the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows with flames. A group of people went out of the restaurant together, and Jenkins also signaled the servants not to panic.
He handed over the old man to the care of the maid who also ran out of the house, and then stood on the lawn of the garden with Mr. Hood and Miss Magic and looked up.