Jenkins had been very busy all day, from his father's business in the morning, to his first conversation with the difference engine in the mine, and then he was dealing with the flower girl business all afternoon.
When he got home, he sat on the sofa and didn't want to move anymore. While Julia was preparing dinner in the kitchen, the ladies of the family were waiting for Jenkins to come home to eat together. Britney was upstairs arranging clothes, and Hathaway came home almost later than Jenkins.
It wasn't until after dinner that Hathaway offered to talk to Jenkins alone. The two came to the study on the first floor together, and Jenkins opened the window. Although the air outside the window was a bit bad, it was really hot in the sweltering summer without opening the window.
"There is something I have to tell you that I have been thinking about for a long time."
Jenkins stood in front of the window, while Hathaway leaned sideways on the bookshelf, arms folded across her chest. This means that she is a little nervous, otherwise the normal movement would have been to drop her hands naturally, or to lift the book from behind her.
"Are you trying to say you're in love with Julia, too?"
Jenkins joked, and then from the red-haired lady's expression, he saw that the joke he was watching was very inappropriate. Chocolate lay on the window sill and looked at Jenkins, not understanding what the adverb "also" meant.
"Seriously, I really have something important to say. If I remember correctly, you know quite a few of the believers in lies?"
Hathaway asked.
"Of course, I also borrowed a unicorn and flew you once. I also let you see that unicorn when I went for a spring outing. My relationship with believers in lies is pretty good. Of course, I don't know every single one of them."
He replied cautiously, thinking about whether he would put too much pressure on her if he confessed his identity now.
"There is something I don't know whether I should tell you, but I think you should know better."
Hathaway pursed her lips, with a hesitant expression:
"Worshipers of lies are wooing us."
"Um?"
Jenkins was taken aback for a moment, then thought that he was the son of the sage, so he pretended to be serious:
"Go on."
"I mean, they are wooing musicians who believe in my Lord's [Wonderful Movement] like me. They hope to get our support, or more precisely, the support of more false god sects. In the negotiations of the Church of God, you can gain a more favorable position."
"This thing..."
Jenkins was thinking about what angle he should stand in to answer. He didn't intend to tell Hathaway that he was a believer in lies. It was unnecessary. After all, this identity would show a "complete defeat" during negotiations, and let Hathaway know , On the contrary, it is not conducive to the progress of the next plan.
He intends to explain these secrets of himself after this.
"I've heard about this incident, and the church has also received news. After all, believers of lies are trying to win over heretics with great fanfare. They have not concealed their purpose. Hathaway, are you considering your position? Yes, This is indeed necessary, but you don’t have to worry, I know there is a lady with outstanding ability in the Music Church, if you follow the sect, whether you support the Orthodox Church or believers who support lies, you will have no problem in the end. "
In this matter, only music believers stood in the position that they would never lose beforehand. After all, Miss Stillwell is there, and they support believers in lies. Everyone is happy if they win, and they have the credit for covering Miss Stillwell's actions if they lose.
"Isn't it okay for us believers who support lies?"
Hathaway asked suspiciously again, her eyes fixed on Jenkins' cat.
"It's okay, don't worry that this matter will hit your friends, I can guarantee that no matter what the result is afterwards, you will get your share of the benefits."
"Are you serious about this attitude?"
she asked again.
Jenkins nodded slowly. He didn't want to betray Miss Stillwell. His senior sister had been undercover for so many years. Jenkins didn't want her to be exposed because of his own reasons, so he could only barely explain:
"There are a lot of things I know, but there are some things... I can't say until the final moment. But I can assure you, Hathaway, whoever you support will have nothing to do with the final outcome." Influence, no matter who you support, it will not cause adverse consequences to you. Don't tell others about these things, just know it yourself.
I can assure you as the Holy Son, Hathaway, you will not be harmed. "
Hathaway nodded without continuing to ask. Jenkins was so pleased with his girl's understanding that he didn't notice that Hathaway was actually staring at his cat.
Today she met the "twin devil" riding a unicorn in the mining area. This believer in lies who was active last year but quiet this year has an orange cat on his shoulder. It was only then that Hathaway realized that it seemed that when every believer in lies appeared, there must be a cat by his side.
This is a very obvious feature. In fact, as long as people with no intellectual problems should have discovered it last year, but no one has pointed it out until now.
From this, Hathaway thought of Jenkins. Except for Jenkins, none of the people she knew who kept pet cats would be with their cats almost 24 hours a day.
If Jenkins had thought of this before confessing his identity as the son of the sage, Hathaway might think that Jenkins is actually a believer in lies, and bringing cats is a tradition of the sect of lies, which is similar to a keepsake and a status symbol. But knowing the identity of Jenkins, I understand that this kind of speculation is absolutely impossible. It would be ridiculous if the holy son of the righteous god is a believer of a false god.
So Hathaway thought of more things, and thought of all kinds of doubts:
"chocolate… "
She hesitated whether she should ask, thinking of the rumors that Nolan, the God of Lies, seemed to be accompanied by a black cat when he appeared.
Chocolate stood up at this moment, stretched her hind legs back, and looked at Hathaway with beautiful amber eyes. Those eyes were full of innocence, but they gave Hathaway a strange feeling of chills on her back.
"What happened to the chocolate?"
Jenkins asked, scratching the side of his face, then remembered what happened this morning, and couldn't help complaining:
"Are you asking me why I reduced the cat's food for dinner? It did something very excessive today, and it must be punished, otherwise it will do it again next time. Young cats must be disciplined, otherwise they will be punished in the future." Even more disobedient."
Due to his own face, Jenkins did not say that he became a mouse and was "hijacked and teased" by a cat.
"No, I didn't mean that."
The red-haired girl shook her head, thinking of the wonderful performance of Mr. Candle's white cat "Vanilla" in the last dice game. She wasn't sure if Jenkins knew about her cat's abnormality, so she decided not to ask now. Hathaway planned to ask Alexia, and she believed that she could get the answer from the lady.
The next day was Friday, the fifth day in July, and there was only one day left before the joint meeting of the twelve churches. Early this morning, Queen Isabella sent a letter asking Jenkins to attend today's meeting of the three kings.
Although the three kings are actually only two kings left, because Tarquin's second son, the heir actually chosen by the previous king, still stayed in Norland, and continued to attend meetings while communicating with the country, so the talks were still going on. continue.
Moreover, because of Tarquin's death, the second prince Brill Arecio directly stated during the negotiations on behalf of the kingdom that as long as Hampavo and Fidektli are willing to help him return to the throne, he can pay a certain price.
This turned the talks that had not made any progress for many days in a row, and made significant progress yesterday. The three kingdoms have finally reached a basic consensus on a bill to limit emissions and resolve some years-old territorial disputes.
In order to prevent long nights and dreams, and to prevent the second occurrence of the death of one of the participants who clearly signed the meeting memorandum but had not yet signed it, the two kings believed that the results of the meeting should be put on paper as soon as possible. Therefore, a very grand reception and reception will be held today, and under the witness of the representatives, the significant meeting documents will be signed.
As for that Brill Arecio, before he contacted the tree house that promised to help, he actually didn't have much status in Nolan. And now that his elder brother has declared himself king in Turin, he needs strong support from the other two countries.
As a member of the royal family of his country, Jenkins must attend this event. Even if he wanted to find an excuse to help the church, Bishop Parode would drive him to the reception. So Jenkins could only let the messenger take away the news of his acceptance of the invitation, and then consider who should be invited as a female companion.
He turned to look at the girls at home, knowing without thinking that Julia would never accept the invitation, and that she would probably follow Dolores.
"Want to go to the reception together?"
Instead of choosing one from Hathaway and Britney, he asked them directly, which was much easier than multiple-choice questions.
"Aren't you going to invite Alexia and Dolores?"
The blonde girl immediately asked, and Jenkins shook his head:
"You don't need to be invited, they will definitely appear at the reception."
"So you invited four beautiful girls to accompany you to the reception? No, it's five. Miss Windsor will definitely show up."
Hathaway questioned, Jenkins wanted to admit it but was a little embarrassed, so he could only keep his face sullen and silent.
Ladies spend the morning picking out the right clothes, but Jenkins has no such needs, so he's out after breakfast, he has other things to do. Of course, Jenkins also promised to be back before lunch.