"Loyalty? So how do you do it? Just kneel down on one knee and swear to be loyal to you like in the knight novels?"
Sigrid said softly, and did not object.
"You... agreed?"
Jenkins blinked and asked hesitantly.
"Why don't you agree?"
She tilted her head and asked, not looking at Jenkins, but at the kitten on the small table in front of the sofa, sniffing the apples:
"Maybe the identity of the savior is very important, but I don't think I can shoulder this responsibility, so even if I know about it, I don't plan to get involved."
It's as if Jenkins in the past thought that he didn't want to and couldn't afford to shoulder the responsibility of the king, so he didn't want to be the king. Although it is very powerful, for some people, no matter how big the desire is, it is just a burden.
"Since you need it, take it. Maybe you should have said it earlier, and you don't have to invite me here. I'm not as strict as you think."
Seeing her say this, Jenkins was a little embarrassed, but he still emphasized:
"I won't take your things for nothing. I must compensate you. I never take advantage of others."
"But I'm not someone else."
Sigrid said this, and Jenkins was about to say something more to show his attitude. But at this moment, an astonishing roar suddenly came from above his head.
It's not meowing, or the sound of an opera stage. The heart-pounding roar came from above, more precisely, from the higher sky.
It wasn't just Jenkins who could hear it. People in the neighborhood who didn't have serious ear problems could certainly hear it. Even the high-pitched music on the stage below the front of the box stopped for a moment, and after confirming that the sound did not sound a second time, the performance resumed on the stage.
But there has been a riot in the nearby boxes, and people obviously don't think it's safe here. Jenkins looked at Sigrid suspiciously:
"That was the dragon's roar just now? Why does it sound like the red dragon that lives in the Evergreen Forest?"
"Sorry, I'm not familiar with that dragon, and I can't distinguish the roar of the dragon, but I can be sure that the sound just now is definitely not any ordinary animal."
Speaking of the two standing up from the sofa, Jenkins grabbed the chocolate and put it on his shoulders. Sigrid wanted to go out, but Jenkins stopped him:
"First solve the matter of the soul of the tree. I don't want to delay any longer. If the people in the tree house really take you away, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Jenkins put aside the matter of the dragon outside. Although he didn't know what the so-called "loyalty" meant, he still let Sigrid kneel on one knee in front of him according to the etiquette he heard from operas and stories. Then he took the script book on the coffee table and read the lines in it.
During this period, the dragon's roar sounded again, but at a farther position, it was hardly audible. Jenkins and Sigrid ignored it and concentrated on finishing what they were doing first.
The big set of words before those lines didn't work very well, and the appearance of the soul of the tree began with the most important question and answer:
"Sigrid Christian Capet, are you willing to swear allegiance to me in this life, besides God, will I be your most loyal object?"
Jenkins asked.
This line is a bit bad. After all, the line he took was originally a romantic drama. The so-called knight's allegiance refers to the protagonist in the opera who is a knight and is loyal to the princess. The script writers ingeniously changed some of the phrasing, and Jenkins didn't realize it was bad until he read it.
"I would."
Sigrid, who knelt in front of him on one knee, said, and then it was her turn to ask:
"Jenkins Redamput Williams, will you accept my allegiance and swear that you will never be ashamed of this oath?"
There are also some strange lines, but Jenkins still nodded:
"Swear to the sage."
As soon as the words fell, emerald green light bloomed from Sigrid's chest. Even though he knew it was extremely immoral and impolite to stare at women's chests, Jenkins couldn't help but look over.
Sigrid's expression showed something similar to angina. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her left chest, and gathered the emerald green light in her palm. Although her hands were clasped together, the brilliance still radiated from the gap between her fingers.
She didn't stand up, she kept this posture, and handed her folded hands to Jenkins. Sweat could be seen faintly on her forehead, as if she was holding a heavy object in her hands.
Jenkins immediately stretched out his hand to hold Sigrid's fist, and when his right hand covered the brilliance between his fingers, the emerald green light ran along his elbow to the heart of his left chest.
Jenkins also felt angina, but only for a moment, and then the dragon soul that had been staying at the heart beat violently, and beside the fiery red flame that seemed to be burning, emerald green slender flames appeared little by little. But the two don't blend together, they just resonate with each other.
Anastasia, the silver dragon lord, once said that the fusion of the four king souls requires a method, and the Protoss knows this method. Even if the acquisition of the ability of the savior cannot be actively sought, the gathering of the other two souls has already been put on the agenda, and Jenkins plans to ask Rakul in the near future.
"Are you okay?"
He stretched out his hand to pull Sigri up, and the blond nun shook her head:
"It's just that I feel suddenly empty in my heart. It's a strange feeling, but I'm fine... What is this glowing?"
Through the somewhat thin top, Jenkins can still see the green light. I thought it was the power of the soul of the tree that had not stabilized, but when I looked down, I found that the two parts of the world tree seed were glowing.
Take them out, two black seeds that look like metal, have changed color at some time. The black on the surface has completely faded away, revealing an uneven khaki-yellow surface that looks very much like a walnut. It can be seen from the shape of the two parts, one large and one small, that when pieced together they form an irregular oval.
It finally has the texture of wood, and the green light is emitted from the "two-petal walnut". The light lasted for a long time, and Jenkins and Sigrid stared at it for at least two minutes before seeing that it gradually stopped shining.
"The soul of the tree is related to the seeds of the world tree? Or is it that similar forces resonate? No, let's go and see the situation outside first. I think my elder can probably give the answer to this matter."
Walking out of the opera house to the street outside, everything looks very ordinary, ordinary pedestrians on the ordinary street. Looking up at the sky shrouded in gray mist, the sun was a little yellow because it was isolated behind the fog layer, but there were no traces of any other large creatures.
But the cry just now was definitely not a hallucination, which Jenkins can be sure of.
"I'm going back to the Church of the Sage to inquire about the situation. Are you going with me, or are you going back to the flower shop?"
He asked Sigrid, who thought about it:
"I'd better go back to the flower shop. If it was really Long Roar just now, I'm afraid there was another accident. Maybe the church needs me."
Both of them are neat people, and they didn't talk about other things. It’s just that Jenkins emphasized again that he would not take other people’s things for nothing, and then declared that he would definitely find time to take Sigrid to visit Privet Drive next week:
"There must be no other delays this time."
It was already 9:50 in the morning when he arrived at the church in a carriage. Jenkins still remembered that he was going to attend the reception in the afternoon, so he was still undecided whether to participate in the incident related to the dragon roar.
Miss Bevanna was in church today, so Jenkins asked her directly about the situation. Then it really confirmed the guess at the opera house. The two terrifying roars that sounded over Nolan thirty minutes ago were from the red dragon temporarily living in the evergreen forest.
"I can tell you what happened, but this matter has nothing to do with you, Jenkins, don't even think about getting involved, this is not something you can intervene in."
"Why?"
Jenkins immediately asked, even if Miss Bevanna objected to Jenkins' participation in certain events, she would not use this statement.
"Because you can't fly."
She gave an answer with a very simple answer.
What happened today is still a monster riot. The monster that appeared inexplicably this time is A-03-5-2737 [The Wandering Soul of the Dragon Hunter]. Among the monsters, this is a rare monster with the lowest danger level of "5", because this monster event will only appear around creatures with a dragon blood concentration higher than 82%, and it only occurs with a probability, which is almost the same as that of ordinary monsters. It's as if a person walks at night and encounters a monster specially aimed at human beings.
According to the records, before the 15th century, when there were still many mixed-blood dragons in the material world, [The Wandering Soul of the Dragon Hunter] was a strange creature with a danger level of 2. But as these dragons have been reduced from generation to generation, until this era, they are basically nowhere to be found, and the danger level of weird things has been lowered again and again, down to the lowest level. While it's dangerous enough in itself, it's not dangerous as long as humans stay away from the pure-blooded dragons that are almost impossible to see.
[The Wandering Soul of the Dragon Hunter] is generally considered to be an event-like monster. When an event occurs, the first sign is an abnormal thick fog around the target dragon, and then the temperature will drop sharply close to freezing point in a short time. Two to three hours after the fog and abnormal temperature occur, a group of wandering spirits with a number between 17 and 98 will emerge from the fog and start hunting the dragon.
These wandering spirits all have mounts that can move on any terrain—including but not limited to water, land, and rock walls. The mounts look like skeleton horses, covered with bronze metal armor, and have the ability to fly for a long time. Leaves white frost flowers.
Each wandering soul is dressed in black full-body armor made of bone-like material, equipped with standard weapons such as swords, daggers, bows, and thrown black powder bombs made of special alloy materials, and is proficient in one or two types specially used to hunt giant dragons. The ice and water elemental spell ability.
PS: It seems to be cold very early this year, but why is the heating not advanced...