Dad looked a little irritable, so Jenkins left the antique shop with his companions as agreed, and there was no valuable news here.
It was still raining outside, but luckily the umbrellas of the three dead men could be used.
"Why does the world where I don't exist have such a big impact on you?"
Walking on the street, Miss Magic asked Jenkins very curiously:
"Miss Windsor will not mention it for the time being. Although she has changed a bit, she has become the queen of her own country, but after thinking about it, it is still within a reasonable range. And you have degenerated from the holy son of the Orthodox Church to a wanted heretic. , Isn’t this change too big? Could it be that my fate plays a pivotal role in the world’s story?”
She probably thought too much, but Jenkins didn't refute Miss Magic's point of view, nor did she continue the conversation:
"We'll talk about this later. Now that 'I' is dead and you don't exist, we'll go see that 'His Majesty Windsor' next, and if we still don't meet the conditions to leave, we'll go to my home on Privet Drive Look for clues."
He said so, but he knew that the clue with a high probability was still on "His Majesty Windsor".
This proposal was for the two ladies. Miss Magic had no objections. She was very excited and satisfied with this treacherous land, especially since it seemed to be a very low-risk treacherous land. Miss Windsor walked behind the two with her head down, without speaking for a long time.
"Miss Windsor?"
He called out, but there was still no answer, so he changed his address:
"Jessica?"
Miss Windsor finally raised her head from under the umbrella as if she had just woken up, and Jenkins noticed that her eye sockets were red.
"It doesn't matter, everything here is false, it's just possibility. You see, when I killed myself, I didn't hesitate at all. Queen Isabella died here, not Queen Isabella; here Queen Windsor, and not the real Jessica Windsor, don't be sad about this kind of thing."
"She hasn't experienced so much like you, and you may not have discovered that this world is affecting us, making us unable to distinguish between the real and the fake."
Miss Magic walked a little slower, leveled with Miss Windsor, and said to her:
"Jenkins and I are both here. No matter what happens, there are two of us to support it. You don't need to pay attention to everything that happens here. Just treat it as a dream."
"No matter what, I will not kill her."
Miss Windsor muttered to herself as if she didn't hear Miss Magic's words. Miss Magic looked at Jenkins standing in the rain with some embarrassment:
"It seems that she has been more affected by the strange situation than the two of us. There is no other way now, you can give her some mental stimulation to wake her up, otherwise I am worried that after we meet the current queen, Miss Windsor will will collapse."
"What mental stimulation?"
Jenkins asked.
"You understand."
Miss Magic held the umbrella with one hand, covered her mouth with the other hand and smiled lightly, showing an ambiguous expression.
Jenkins opened his mouth to object, but knew it seemed to have to be done. Time was running out, so he didn't worry about it any more. He walked up to Miss Windsor, put his left hand on her shoulder, and looked down at her with his head down.
Miss Windsor, whose eyes were a little confused, also noticed the close stare with Jenkins at this moment, her face turned red, her eyes were full of panic, she bit her lip, and finally closed her eyes facing Jenkins.
"Feel sorry."
He said softly, and slowly closed his eyes. Then, two silver bands of light that only he could see flowed around him like rushing silver rivers.
Instead of flexing her fingers, she blew lightly. While feeling the warm air on Miss Windsor's forehead, some silver dust like stardust entered her mind.
Jenkins backed away slowly, watching Miss Windsor's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were blank for a few seconds, then he suddenly lost his umbrella in a very bad manner, lowered his head and covered his face with his hands.
Miss Magic hurried over and picked up an umbrella to cover her from the rain, and she didn't forget to turn around and ask Jenkins in doubt:
"what have you done."
And softly reminded in the rain:
"I mean let you kiss her."
"Of course I know what you mean, but am I such a person? As for what I did, have you heard of the ability [Given by Knowledge]?"
"I heard... What did you show her?"
Miss Magic thinks she has done her best to her employer.
"You'll never get an answer from me."
Jenkins shook his head quickly.
Miss Magic squinted at him for two seconds, then turned to Miss Windsor, trying to get an answer from her.
"With the reputation of the Windsor family, you are doomed to get nothing."
The flushed Miss Windsor grabbed the umbrella and walked out first, preventing anyone from seeing her expression at the moment. Seeing this, Jenkins immediately followed. Miss Magic was a little later, staring at Jenkins' back, wondering what she was thinking.
In this possible world, Beldyland is still the capital of the Kingdom of Fidetictli, but Queen Windsor happens to be visiting Norland at this point in time. Jenkins saw the news from the newspaper just now, so he wanted to meet her.
There is no shining star of destiny in the sky, and the arrival of the end is just a rumor, so at this time, there is no church gifter around the royal family to protect and monitor.
This made it easier for the three of Jenkins to sneak in. Now, Her Majesty Jessica Windsor is in the mansion where Queen Isabella stays in reality.
Nolan in the world of possibilities is experiencing an ordinary rainy afternoon. In the study room of the mansion belonging to the royal family, Jenkins gently closed the door, and then looked up to see Queen Windsor in a luxurious dress, standing in front of the window in panic.
The window was closed, and she couldn't open it no matter how much she knocked. Miss Magic and Miss Windsor stood side by side not far away. Miss Magic's right index finger and middle finger were crossed, which was using her spell ability to ensure that no one could disturb the place in a short time.
"who are you?"
Even though the trajectories of fate are different, Queen Windsor is still Miss Windsor, her character is still strong and brave, and there is not such a big contrast like the two "Jenkins".
Queen Windsor asked three strangers, her right hand drooping with the huge royal ring on it. The left hand rests on the window sill, which seems to be a normal posture, but in Miss Windsor's view, it is an obvious movement to cover up nervousness.
Looking at the stranger with such a familiar face, the three of them sighed in their hearts. This is different from the "Jenkins" just now. That Jenkins can tell at a glance that he is definitely not the same person as the Jenkins they know. But the Queen Windsor in front of her has many similarities with Miss Windsor.
"We are irrelevant people. We leave after asking a few questions. You can also see that we are all givers, so don't think that anyone can save you."
Jenkins said.
"Blesser? How dare you? The Tower Agreement..."
After she became queen, she actively contacted the church and informed the restrictions of the high tower agreement on all benefactors.
"The Tower Protocol? Oh, that does work, but we don't intend to hurt you, as long as you can answer our questions."
This isn't the real world, Jenkins said, and they won't be around for long, so don't worry about the Tower Protocol.
"What do you want to ask?"
Queen Windsor frowned and asked.
"let me see… "
Jenkins glanced at Miss Windsor, beckoning her to ask. Only he knows himself best, and he thinks that Miss Windsor's inquiry will be more effective.
"Why do you want to be the king of this country?"
Miss Windsor understood what Jenkins meant, so she asked.
"I am destined to be a king, I was born to be a king. Is there anyone here who is more qualified than me?"
She raised her neck, the snow-white neck is indeed very beautiful.
Jenkins was expressionless, while Miss Magic was smiling. What Queen Windsor said was really interesting to ordinary people.
"So, Your Majesty... how did Queen Isabella die?"
Miss Windsor asked again.
"Accidentally fell down the stairs and fell to his death."
She answered the question almost without a pause, which was consistent with the official information given by the old man. It's just that the posture was changed to clasping her hands in front of her chest. Miss Windsor thought this was a gesture of self-protection.
"lie."
Jenkins on the side said.
"You can choose not to believe it, but this is the answer I gave."
Queen Windsor, wearing a ball gown, made an indifferent expression.
"We don't want to use those cruel methods to deal with you, so please cooperate."
Seeing the situation, Miss Magic said this, and it was not considered a threat, she just wanted to play the role of ruthless words among the three of them.
"Oh, so what do you want to do with me?"
The young and beautiful king asked, folded his hands in front of his chest, and beat his left arm rhythmically with the ring-wearing slender right index finger. Her expression looked relaxed, like she was smiling, and she was generally calm.
"I know what you are afraid of, what you are worried about, and what you are most afraid of."
said Miss Windsor.
"Is that so? Could it be that you want this gentleman here to insult me?"
After speaking, he smiled at Jenkins.
Jenkins didn't speak, but Miss Windsor glanced at Jenkins, saw that he was still expressionless, as if there was no wave in his heart, and asked softly:
"Since you know that we are the bestowers, don't you worry that we will bring Herro Sufi back by summoning the dead?"
Miss Magic immediately looked at Jenkins, probably wanting to know who it was from him, but Jenkins didn't know, this was the first time he knew the name.