He still remembered that this was a stronghold of the Church of [All Things and Nature], so he didn't return to the hall immediately, but walked around. After a while, he saw a familiar face. This was the person who had appeared when he tested the spear last time.
Not long after returning to the hall, Miss Michel and Hathaway walked over together.
"If you want to apologize, that's fine. Miss Hesha is already being modest."
He raised his hands to his chest and said with a smile.
"Given the chance, I'll throw another party."
Blonde girl touches her nose. She was wearing a fluffy golden cake skirt today, so this action is not only impolite, but also extraordinarily set off the charm of a lady.
Jenkins took the opportunity to inquire about Dimen Beryl, but unexpectedly both girls knew about him. He is 25 years old this year, and he is not a nobleman, but he is very famous in the upper class of Nolan City.
This seemed to be a very gregarious man, always agreeable, except for his ill-tempered eccentricities these days. He has his own fixed circle, and a group of teenagers and girls often gather around him.
"By the way, he also seems to be very interested in occultism, but Britney hates this man and thinks he is very weird, so he never talks to him."
Miss Hesha brought this up.
If Miss Miller hadn't lied to Jenkins a few days ago, then this Mr. Berrill is probably what the church is looking for. Miss Mihail turned to talk to your friend, Jenkins immediately lowered his voice, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, actually covered his mouth, and asked in a low voice:
"Is he the Giver? I mean, is he just a fan of the occult?"
The girl froze for a moment, then laughed:
"Jenkins, there are actually very, very few people in this world who can obtain the world's gift and become a gifter. But there are many lovers who yearn for mystery and pursue mystery. Not everyone can become a gifter, I think, you consider There are too many."
Jenkins nodded slightly, and Miss Miller's conclusion coincided with Beryl's.
The two girls also introduced some friends to Jenkins. His status as a writer is very useful, at least more useful than his status as an honorary baron. The young people gathered together talking and laughing, and Jenkins saw the girl who had been calm when she was telling the story just now.
"It's a beautiful lady, isn't it?"
Miss Michael touched Jenkins with her arm, and asked in a low voice. Hathaway maintained a gentle and weak expression on the side, but her eyes narrowed involuntarily.
"yes."
He speaks the truth.
"This is not an easy target. She is a distant relative of the Queen, Jessica Windsor. This time she came to Nolan with the Duke. Of course, it is just a little difficult. If you want to get in touch with her, I will How about starting a conversation with me, about music, or about literature?"
Miss Michel smiled and narrowed her eyes, feeling an urge to try.
"No no no."
Jenkins quickly waved his hand to evade, "A lady of this status is beyond my wishful thinking."
Miss Michel chuckled, and said nothing, while Hathaway curled her lips.
Jenkins was absent-mindedly talking to the two girls, not realizing that he was sitting between them. At the newly built stairs in the hall, Duke Gerald and Marquis Michael walked down the golden railing together.
The aged Duke looked at Jenkins, and then at the two girls beside him.
"Very young indeed."
A strange look appeared on his face, and Marquis Mihail's eyelids were lowered, so that no one could see his expression.
Jenkins accidentally remembered the letters sent by fans, so he picked out a few impressive long poems and said them out. The girls giggled, but refused to explain to Jenkins what it meant.
He looked helplessly at the two people whose faces were flushed with laughter, and he was sure in his heart that those poems did contain metaphors that he couldn't understand.
"There's been too much socializing lately, and I'm falling behind on grammar."
Real scholars and researchers must endure loneliness. Their success is because they can use other people's time on social media to read and study. Jenkins knows this well.
Taking advantage of Miss Mihail being called by a friend to talk, Hathaway and Jenkins, who got the chance to get along again, talked about the latest fresh topic, as the benefactor.
"I heard that there was a midnight murder case in Parcival City in the northeast of the kingdom."
Jenkins knew the news, had read it in the paper.
"Is it related to us?"
"I have a friend in Parcival. She sent a letter saying that the corpses of the innocent people who were killed were missing a part of brain tissue. This is probably a large-scale evil ceremony. I didn't expect that there would be such a ritual in this age." kind of thing."
"The police gentlemen will probably be busy for a long time. When it comes to the benefactor, it is difficult for the power of ordinary people to play a role. Do you think this is a crime committed by a single person, or a crime committed by a group of people?"
he asked again, raising his head and looking around. A young lady happened to meet his eyes. Jenkins smiled politely, and the latter turned his eyes away in a panic.
Hathaway frowned slightly as she watched Jenkins' behavior. But he shook his head again, trying to get rid of some inexplicable feeling.
"Are you talking about illegal associations or cult organizations? There are indeed many false gods with the priesthood of murder, and there are also many illegal organizations composed of bestowers of different beliefs. It is difficult to judge. Murder club? Pure alchemy Will? The Hand of the Curse? The Magic Eye Collection Association? The House of the Witch? The Light Chaser Club? God, there are too many possibilities. I don’t even know the exact name.”
She named six illegal organizations in one breath, but the odds are far from that. But luckily, at least it didn't happen to Nolan.
Hathaway doesn't know much about the believers of the "Prince of Lies" who have been making a lot of noise recently. These crooks don't even have a dedicated organization name, because it's easier to hide.
She also didn't know about the wishing tree that appeared in the city one night this week, but she was very aware of the [Gear Germ].
The gear germ was discovered, the day after Mr. Hood's party, and Jenkins had informed him of it the day the red-haired lady sent him an invitation.
Before he could say the warning again, Hathaway eagerly spoke out about this dangerous germ trick. She didn't know the characteristics of the monsters as well as Jenkins knew in detail in the church, and she didn't know that the church had developed items that could identify people infected with germs.