Jenkins is the only man in the elegant study, and Queen Windsor must be talking about him. He tilted his head and looked at the very beautiful brass statuette on the desk, which was in the shape of a throne and was placed here as a pen holder. It is on the desk, facing the light of the gas lamp that looks like the little angel is holding it up, it seems to be shining. This small decoration will probably be very expensive.
"The derailment of the train was arranged by Queen Isabella?"
Although unwilling to participate in this conversation, Jenkins still opened his mouth to give his guess. Miss Magic shook her head and supported Miss Windsor, which was actually her guess.
"You see, that's what I thought too. I found out the truth after that, even though people were standing in the way. Can you imagine how I felt, ma'am?"
Queen Windsor asked the pale Miss Windsor:
"My respected elder killed my family, and I killed that respected elder with my own hands. Now I have no ties to me. I am the king of this country, and I should also be called king."
She said to Miss Windsor that both ladies looked a little crazy now. The former is because of this unbearable story, and the latter is because of the truth she learned:
If there is no revelation from the William family, the queen she respects will kill her whole family to make her a qualified king.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Miss Windsor's whole body was trembling. The strong mental pressure in the treacherous realm and the basic rules of this treacherous realm were all affecting her spirit. Coupled with the sudden discovery of something that she had never thought of, even though she knew it would never happen, it still made her unacceptable.
Miss Magic comforted Miss Windsor, who bit her lip and closed her eyes. Jenkins looked at Queen Windsor, worried that she would suddenly make an unimaginable move.
"I know that as someone who has nothing to do with this matter, it may not be useful to say these words. But I want to say, you are a strong girl."
This was said to Queen Windsor, who looked at Jenkins with red eyes. Jenkins hesitated, then removed the disguise on his face, revealing Jenkins Williams, which he thought might be more relatable.
Obviously, Queen Windsor had no impression of the wanted man William, so she didn't express doubts about this face. She looked into Jenkins' eyes:
"Sir, what do you mean by that?"
"I have always admired brave people, especially an independent lady like you. You have the right to see my face, which shows your appreciation and trust."
Saying this did not appease Queen Windsor, she was still agitated. On Miss Windsor's side, Miss Magic's consolation also had no effect. Miss Windsor covered her chest and closed her eyes. Although her body no longer trembled, Jenkins saw the abnormality of the Dark Soul in her soul.
"No way."
he thought.
"Now, can you understand my actions?"
Queen Windsor asked Miss Windsor with red eyes, and Miss Windsor remained silent for a long time before asking:
"How did you feel when you pushed her down?"
Jenkins thought that this sentence was for revenge, because after Miss Windsor asked, Queen Windsor, who was wearing a luxurious dress, couldn't control her emotions again. In order to prevent others from seeing her ugliness and to maintain her own image, she pulled Jenkins over and buried her head in his chest in a very rude manner.
This is highly disrespectful and does not fit the image of a reserved lady. Jenkins wanted to push her away immediately, but when he felt her trembling and slight sobs, he was forced to stop again.
The Windsor in this world, like the Miss Windsor he knew, was a kind person in essence, seemingly strong on the outside, but that was only because he hadn't been touched by the pain. Jenkins admired such a strong and brave girl, so he couldn't push her away at this time.
Of course, he can now be sure that the question Miss Windsor asked was to avenge Queen Windsor.
"You said that I don't understand you, no, I understand you very well. Jessica Windsor, ask yourself in your heart, did you really do all this to avenge His Majesty? Didn't, of course, the moment you pushed her down? Are you secretly happy that you are about to succeed to the throne?"
Miss Windsor, who was clutching her chest, asked again.
"you know me?"
Queen Windsor raised her head, and the tears streaming down her face were seen by the three for the first time. She asked Miss Windsor:
"Then do you know how many lovers your revered Queen Isabella has?"
Miss Windsor never considered the question.
"Did you know she was still involved with two lovers until her death?"
Jenkins pretended not to hear anything, Miss Magic's face was flushed, she seemed to want to laugh, but tried her best to hold back, Jenkins thought such perseverance was not easy.
"Do you really understand her? Or is she just a lighthouse in your heart, which shines extremely brightly from a distance and can guide the direction; but when you look closer, she is already dilapidated?"
These words directly pierced Miss Windsor's inner defense, and her face suddenly turned purple, as if she couldn't breathe:
"And what about you, you murderer?"
This might be called self-injury, in short, the two women hovered on the edge of hysteria. Queen Windsor continued to bury her face on Jenkins' chest. Jenkins felt that his clothes were getting wet on his chest. He wanted to make a helpless expression, and then saw Miss Windsor walking over in a hurry, and buried her face in him the other side of the chest.
Jenkins now very much believes that if it wasn't for the fact that this place is a strange place, the Miss Magic who saw this scene over there would probably laugh out loud.
At the same time, he was also very glad that the chocolate didn't follow this time. If the cat with a strong sense of territory saw this scene, it would definitely throw a tantrum on the spot.
It took a long time for the two ladies to recover, leaning against Jenkins, inexplicably giving them a sense of peace and tranquility, and Jenkins smelled very good.
Queen Windsor pushed Jenkins away, stumbled to the chair behind the desk and sat down, Miss Windsor did not look at Jenkins' face, walked back to the chair next to Miss Magic and sat down.
"I think we can go."
Jenkins said that the door of the study was closed, but the door frame was emitting light. This was the passage out of this unreal world of possibility. They collected enough differences and it was time to go back.
"Are you leaving?"
Queen Windsor asked.
"Yes, ma'am."
Miss Magic said, looking at her curiously, as if looking at some precious animals. The red-eyed Queen Windsor didn't care about this offensive look, she looked at Miss Windsor and asked:
"So lady, can I know who you are? I don't want to revenge you, just want to know who you are."
Miss Windsor, whose face was still a little pale, looked at Jenkins. After seeing Jenkins nodding, she temporarily took the charm presented by Miss Magic out of her pocket and put it on the table. Immediately, her face also changed back to its original appearance.
Queen Windsor looked at her, and Miss Windsor looked at her. The two looked at each other for half a minute, but neither of them spoke.
"I'm not an illegitimate child, nor your sister. I come from another world, a slightly different world. In my place, I live very well. Your Majesty has also found Middleton's real successor. I am Help that person become king. I am free, and I even become a gifter, and I can follow my friends to see the world. Yes, Middleton's successor is him."
Miss Windsor pointed to Jenkins, and Jenkins nodded seriously when he saw that everyone was looking over, although he didn't know what meaning the nod could express at this time.
"We should go."
He spoke softly to the two ladies.
After that, the world will disappear. The three-handed bald old man who guards the strange land said that the timeline of the material world is extremely stable, and there is no possibility of splitting. Everything here is false, just an illusion based on possibility. Without observers, naturally will collapse.
"I see."
Miss Windsor walked towards Jenkins and Miss Magic who had already walked to the door. When she was about to join the two, she heard the man behind the desk whisper, as if sighing:
"Are you satisfied with all this?"
"Yes."
"Then, be happy."
Miss Windsor's footsteps paused, she didn't turn her head, but continued to move forward. After joining the two, the three of them pushed open the door and walked out together.
Jenkins turned his head immediately after going out, and at this time he had returned to the corridor full of doors. The door the three had just walked out of closed again after they all returned.
But he saw a very faint light, which flew out before the door was closed, and directly entered Miss Windsor's body. Wanted to make some comments, but Miss Magic spoke faster than him:
"It's outrageous, why did you become like that?"
She supported Miss Windsor and asked Jenkins.
"I'm also very curious. There are still traces of Miss Windsor's changes, but my changes are really big."
He said jokingly, and Miss Magic looked him up and down:
"When you were dealing with yourself just now, the iron-gray book you used was very interesting. Why do I feel that the power of that book and..."
"Don't worry, I am indeed on the side of justice."
He said this, without giving Miss Magic a chance to ask questions, and looked at Miss Windsor again. Probably because of what he said after confessing his identity to Queen Windsor at the end, so his complexion looked better at this time.
He was sober that Leaving the road appeared in time and didn't make that conversation more in-depth, otherwise something might not have happened.
"Is your chest still hurting?"
he asked concerned.
"A few more, but nothing serious."
Miss Windsor forced a smile. Jenkins couldn't stare at her chest for a long time, because it would be impolite, so he looked at her face and said:
"Everything that happened here is fake. After that, if we encounter a similar situation again, communicate more with Miss Magic and me. You still have friends. A few more conversations will always help."