The conversation in the study continued, and the chocolate tail unconsciously slapped the back of Jenkins' hand. Queen Isabella questioned Miss Windsor's view that "Jenkins is a king, not a bureaucrat":
"So is this answer based on your sensibility or your rationality?"
"Of course it's rational."
Miss Windsor gave the answer naturally.
"It's a lie...huh?"
Jenkins thought to himself, then realized what it meant. He tensed his face, feeling a little overwhelmed, before realizing that he was still holding Sigrid's hand. The latter also held his hand tightly, not giving Jenkins a chance to withdraw his hand at all.
"Since you think it's rational, then go ahead. Jessica, although you haven't grown up by my side all the time, I understand you better than you think, but sometimes... you don't have to give or pay. reward."
Jenkins believed he understood the sentence, and he also noticed that everyone seemed to be watching his expression. He was inexperienced in this situation and didn't know what he should do, so he took the initiative to say:
"You don't need to ask about this matter, and your current position is not qualified to tell us these things."
He didn't understand why the other party was able to calmly and calmly give them "guidance" as an elder, even though they had done bad things and thus involved the lives of innocent people. He didn't understand that Queen Isabella didn't feel even the slightest bit of guilt towards the three people in front of her. In Jenkins' view, this kind of guilt was common to normal people.
"That's all for today. Although the church will definitely not let you die, please remember that seven innocent people died because of you, and Sigrid almost lost her life because of you."
When he said this, he looked into Queen Isabella's eyes, but the old man still had a calm face, because there was not even a trace of emotional fluctuations in his old and cloudy eyes.
Sensing the meaning of saying goodbye in Jenkins' words, Miss Windsor and Sigrid also stood up and prepared to leave with Jenkins, but before he picked up the cat on the back of the chair, the old man spoke again:
"Almost forgot... happy birthday, Jenkins."
A burst of anger suddenly surged into his heart, but Jenkins couldn't tell the reason for this emotion. He could only nod his head to show that he heard it, but he didn't expect that the other party took out a slender wooden box from under the coffee table.
The blood-red wooden box was made of exquisite materials and exquisite workmanship. Jenkins could see the brass-colored metal snaps from the eight long sides. At the same time, on the upward side of the wooden box, a craftsman with superb craftsmanship specially engraved the appearance of a cute kitten in a delicate way, which looks really similar to chocolate.
The wooden box was tied with colorful ribbons, and it was obvious that it was going to be given as a gift. Considering that the two ladies just now were unwilling to accept the inheritance that the old man intended to present, Jenkins felt that he could not lose face, so he did not reach out to accept it at this moment. But unexpectedly, Miss Windsor pushed him gently, and at the same time Sigrid held his hand and squeezed it hard, as if to imply that he should not stand still.
The corner of Jenkins' mouth trembled, he understood that no matter how dissatisfied he was, some things still had to be accepted. The other was the beloved queen of the country, who had ruled Fideticelli for nearly fifty years. How the important transfer of power will be carried out next has a lot to do with the other party. Even if he is the Holy Son and has the support of the church, if he really wants complete peace and takes over power without any chaos, the coercion of the church and his power alone are not enough.
The church and he can suppress a country by force, but what's the point of that, especially when Jenkins just heard a very interesting deal.
And even telling Queen Elizabeth all her identities now and having a so-called showdown is not enough to intimidate the other party, because this world is not a world where theocracy is supreme. At this moment, Jenkins suddenly thought that there was nothing wrong with the supremacy of theocracy, and then realized that it was only because of his current perspective. The current miraculous system of peaceful coexistence of theocracy and kingship was the best choice at present.
"So, I want the next gift, which means that although I am angry with her, I don't want to tear my face completely."
Thinking in his heart, he took the box with a straight face, but did not thank him.
The three turned around to leave, but at this moment they heard Queen Isabella calling Sigrid Capet's name.
"I am really sorry."
The old man said again, Jenkins seemed to have heard the girl beside him snorted coldly, no one paid attention to this sentence, and left the study together.
According to the information received by Jenkins, the church does not intend to strictly deal with Queen Isabella's contact and cooperation with the tree house. Tomorrow, the first day of July, she can return to participate in the Three Kings Talks.
This is quite unfair. If an ordinary person with no power cooperated with an illegal organization and murdered seven innocent people, then his fate would definitely not be so simple.
But Queen Isabella is right, the world is not always fair. Even if most people think that Queen Isabella's punishment does not match the crime she committed, she didn't get what she deserved after all.
At least a lot of people have remembered this incident, which may lead to more misfortunes in the future.
All three of them were in a bad mood when they left the house. It was 3:30 in the afternoon. Jenkins has solved the main thing of the day, except for picking up Alexia and Dolores in the evening, there is nothing else to do.
Seeing that the companions were not very happy, he took the initiative to invite them to take a stroll in the city. But Jenkins overestimated his skill in choosing recreational activities, and after Miss Windsor and Sigrid both agreed, he didn't know where to go.
It happened that I had to book tickets for the family to go to the theater at night, so I asked the carriage to take them to the theater together. Tickets for the evening have been bought, but the theater during the day is not open today.
So he frowned and thought about being invited by Hathaway to a concert, but that club required a membership to enter, and he himself could not invite others in alone.
"I have a familiar club in Nolan, why don't you go and have a sit, now that the weather is hot, there is no need to go outdoors."
Miss Windsor offered to propose, and Jenkins glanced at Sigrid, and she agreed without objecting.
Before getting acquainted with Jenkins, Miss Windsor's active range of activities was the city of Beldyland, after all, that was the power and political center of the Fidic Tri Kingdom. As for Nolan, she only came here occasionally, so the club she called "familiar" was actually the club under her own name.
The club whose name has the meaning of "golden rose" was opened by Miss Windsor herself, and it was used by Nolan's aristocratic ladies as a place to meet and meet. Compared with the ladies' clubs that Jenkins visited many times with Hathaway and Britney, Miss Windsor's club was more like a high-end social place than a relaxing entertainment venue.
Taking Jenkins and Sigrid into the room prepared for him, the entire wall directly opposite the door is actually a complete glass curtain wall. Jenkins never thought that he could see this architectural style in this era of architecture.
The interior decoration is also simple, the walls are painted in a very gentle warm yellow, and then hung with simple landscape oil paintings as embellishments. On the left side of the room is a semi-circular solid wood desk that is larger than a single bed. On the desk are neatly arranged books, ink bottles, pen holders and other stationery.
There was a red floor mat at the door, followed by an expensive knitted rug. On the right side of the room is a set of sofas and matching coffee tables. Looking up, there is a crystal chandelier overhead, and a brass-colored gas lamp is fixed high on the wall.
"You don't seem surprised by this."
Seeing Jenkins glanced at the glass curtain wall calmly, then turned to look at the oil paintings with interest, Miss Windsor asked.
"Surprised? Oh, yes, surprised, it's the first time I've seen this kind of wall... But the street is outside, and this place is only on the third floor. Don't you worry about being seen by the outside?"
If you don't count supernatural power, there is no real practical single-sided glass in this era.
“Usually, the curtains are drawn here. It was nice when the money was spent, but it’s not until it’s built.”
Miss Windsor frowned and said, then let the servants outside the door come in, closed the curtains, and told them not to disturb the three of them.
After the curtains were drawn, the room immediately became dark. Because the curtains were made of yellow printed fabrics, the sunlight that finally penetrated the gray fog and entered the urban area became even more dim.
Three people were sitting on the sofa, and the gas lamps on the wall had been turned on, so the light was not bad. Jenkins opened the gift box he had just obtained in front of them. Inside was a very delicate seal. The main body of the seal was a squatting kitten. Under the base was the style of the family crest that Jenkins obtained when he obtained the title of Viscount .
Of course, this seal is an ordinary item and has no extraordinary power, but it is made of pure silver. Complete integration, without any connection or welding marks, just as a work of art, which is also invaluable.
"You don't seem to have a personal seal yet?"
Sigrid on the side asked, and Jenkins immediately understood, and put the seal back into the box:
"I won't use this as a seal, and I don't have a place where I need to use a seal. I think it's more formal to sign with my own hand."
This action obviously won the approval of the two ladies.
PS: Some posts expressed dissatisfaction with Jenkins' "compromise" to Queen Isabella. But all he wants is a peaceful transfer of power, and that he really gains power. Although he is very strong, is it necessary to use the power of the Holy Son to kill the entire city to force the opponent to abdicate? With power, can it be used without fear or awe? Or, as said in the plot, the face is completely torn apart, the two sides make the world fight for the throne before the end of the era, and the civil strife in the country uses war to complete the transfer of power
It's not a compromise, it's just choosing the best path based on facts.
With the Church and Humpawa backing him, he can pay the price for the throne and leave the queen alone. But it is impossible to achieve peace and gain the throne in a short period of time. There will be no bloodless change, especially when the other party is really loved by the people.
I just don't want the world to be in turmoil again, I don't want innocent people to sacrifice, I don't want to lose more power before the final decisive battle at the end of the era.
As for the end of the era, first of all, under this worldview, things involving world secrets cannot be tolerated by ordinary people. Even if it can be said, if telling the truth can make others obey, it would be good to just print newspapers and tell the whole world about the end of the era. Now what is the purpose of trying to make the Three Kings Talks and the Joint Conference of the Twelve Churches go ahead at this stage, Jenkins Apart from being slightly looked down upon by the queen, and her cousin being tricked verbally, there is no loss. Is such a plot unacceptable
Would anyone expect it? Jenkins grinned, and everyone shouted for the return of the Son.
In the end, the queen will definitely know that she has made a wrong decision, and this