"You probably have obtained the other three king souls, otherwise it would be impossible to make a request now. The action is really fast. Well, I admit that in the competition for the [Uncrowned King], the Sage Church is superior, and I can also represent other People, agree to trade with you."
A believer in lies is surprisingly easy to talk to, and Miss Bevanna was already ready to fight hard with the other party.
"You've already thought it would be... forget it, it doesn't matter. So what do you want?"
asked Miss Bevanna.
Jenkins doesn't want anything. In theory, all the knowledge and items taught by the sage now can be taken at will. Of course he can make requests to other churches, but in this way, it is tantamount to the church of the sages owed a lot of favors to other churches for the soul of the dragon.
Jenkins doesn't want to make such a big deal out of "getting what's his own".
"what do you want… "
He thought for a moment:
"Williamt withdrew from the race for the rescuer."
"This is impossible."
"Okay, let's make another request... These people go out first, and I will only talk to people from the Church of the Sages."
So only Mr. Gilbert and Miss Bevanna remained, and Jenkins also made a rather succinct request:
"When I came last time, I met that Mr. Oliver. After we went back, we investigated the old gentleman carefully and found some very interesting things. The transaction condition is the key, and the key is exchanged for the soul of the dragon. Only this requirements, no other conditions will be accepted.”
"What key are you talking about?"
Mr. Gilbert asked.
"Still playing dumb? It doesn't make sense."
Jenkins sat back down on the table.
"No, he really doesn't know. But I do...but..."
Ignoring Mr. Gilbert's puzzled expression, Miss Bevanna hesitated for a moment.
The key is indeed very dangerous and very important, but compared to the dragon soul that is directly related to the savior, that key may really be used as a trading object. But with such a dangerous thing falling into the hands of unknown believers of lies, no one can guarantee whether there will be more serious accidents in the future.
Of course, the soul of the dragon is not as important as the key, but the qualifications of the rescuer are far more important than the key.
"Do you really know what that key is? Are you sure you want to ask for that key? That key is very dangerous. It's not that I refuse on purpose, but for the good of everyone, let's change the request."
said Miss Bevanna.
"Of course we know what it is, and we also know the curse that the holder will bear. But only items of this level are eligible to be compared with the King Soul, which symbolizes the power of a human king.
We learn from a dragon that changing the owner of the key will cause the original owner to die within three days. So the key is not to ask for it now, but to change the owner at the right time. This time point is uncertain, so you have to make a contract with God. When we need the key, Mr. Oliver cannot refuse. "
"I can't decide this matter with me alone, can you wait for a while?"
"Understandable, then contact your Holy See now."
He took out... the pocket watch that his younger brother gave him. This watch broke after he didn't use it for a long time. Only the old man and Professor Burns had seen it. And unlike Alexia's custom-made ladies' pocket watch, the one presented by brother John was bought from a watch shop. Although the style is unique, it is not without identical products:
"It's twelve o'clock. I can stay here until three o'clock in the morning. After that, you have to give an answer. I know the time is tight, but we are all in a hurry, aren't we?"
"no problem."
Speaking of which, Mr. Gilbert was about to leave. He was a newly promoted demigod, and his strength was incomparable to that of Miss Bevanna, so Miss Bevanna was left here to "guard" Mr. Candle. Although he didn't know what his father's key referred to, it was no problem to simply pass on the information.
"It's too boring for us to sit here before three o'clock."
He got up again, stood behind the chair and pressed the upper edge of the back of the chair:
"Why don't we do something."
"what do you want to do?"
Miss Bevanna also stood up vigilantly:
"Don't think that everyone is a cooperative relationship, and we can meet all your requirements."
"Ma'am, I just want to sleep, can I have a quiet room?"
If the Dragon Soul deal can be reached, Jenkins must be present to transfer the Dragon Soul. Jenkins predicted that someone would go to St. George's Street to find him, so he had already left the spiritual magnet at home and asked for a quiet room, just to prevent the church from seeing something wrong with him in the projection state.
After confirming that the door of the room was closed, Jenkins asked the white cat Vanilla to help take care of his body, and then immediately returned to his bedroom on St. George's Avenue.
It was very late, and the lights at home had already been turned off. Jenkins tiptoed to the window and looked out. People from the church would definitely not arrive so soon, so of course there was no one outside.
Lying on the bed waiting for the bell outside the fence to be rang, but after lying down for half an hour, the outside of St. George Street was still quiet, and no sudden carriage broke the tranquility of the block.
"I started from the church on foot, and I probably just crossed the river, but how could I come to find me on foot? Even if a demigod flew over, I wouldn't be surprised. What's going on? Don't you need me to show up?"
He canceled the projection and returned to the church, opened his eyes, and immediately saw two amber objects. While being startled, he realized that they were the eyes of his own cat, so he hugged the cat with its head stretched out:
"Are you watching me?"
he asked.
"Meow~"
It closed its eyes and raised its hair and let out a melodious cry, not knowing what to express.
Pushing the door and walking out of the room, the seven-member scribe team who was leaning against the wall and closing their eyes to sleep in the corridor immediately stood up straight:
"Mr. Candle, would you like some tea?"
"No, why hasn't William come?"
He pretended to be impatient and asked, Miss Bevanna who came over to inquire, answered his doubts that he had been waiting for no one for more than half an hour after returning home:
"You probably know the relationship between Oliver's father and Jenkins. It was the father who didn't let us go to Jenkins. He said he didn't want Jenkins to be involved in the key."
An inexplicable sadness appeared in his heart, but Jenkins pretended to be calm and asked:
"Now that you have met that Mr. Oliver, can the key be used as a transaction condition?"
"Father is still thinking about it. If you feel bored, you can enter the Secret Library behind the Gate of Vientiane, which is temporarily open to you."
"Really?"
"But only the first floor can be opened to you."
The first floor of the library can be accessed when Jenkins is level 0, and there is no important information in it. But the next time was really boring, so I agreed to go to the library to have a look.
As a result, White Cat Vanilla gets the treatment that Chocolate doesn't get, and it can also follow Jenkins into the Vientiane Gate. When entering the library as Jenkins, the cat cannot enter anyway.
The shallow layer of the secret library is not without valuable information. At the beginning, Jenkins even found information about the metal block that sealed the divinity here, but unfortunately he couldn't find it anymore.
When he entered the library this time, he was just looking for something to pass the time, and he didn't expect any unexpected gains. He didn't really care about his father's reply. Dragon Soul would have "sent" anyway, all he lacked was an excuse.
If the father agrees, then the transfer of the king's soul will be carried out immediately. If the father disagrees, then just use another excuse. The only difference is when he can go home.
Strolling among the bookshelves, the little white cat grabbed his collar with its front paws and looked around. In order to prevent his cat from damaging the collection, Jenkins is always on guard against the cat jumping out suddenly.
Unexpectedly, before taking a few steps, Vanilla stretched out her small paws and pointed in the direction obliquely ahead.
"What did you see?"
he asked, and actually walked in the direction the cat pointed. The bookshelves over there are full of knowledge about the [Moon], and Jenkins is very clear about the rituals involved and the records of some special items.
He looked suspiciously at the cat on his shoulder:
"You don't really want to eat books, do you?"
At this time, the cat was no longer interested in the book in front of him, making Jenkins think that it was his own illusion.
"What's the meaning?"
He casually took out the thinnest thread-bound book in front of him, glanced at the title of "Old Legends: Moon", and flipped to the middle of the book.
The left and right pages record a strange legend, which is related to the cat that devoured the moon. The moon-swallowing civet is a very ancient myth, which can be found in most cultures, but the details will vary.
The stories recorded in this book are different from the myths about the moon-swallowing civet that have been spread around the world. According to the records in this book, the cat that devoured the moon did not actually digest the original moon. The moon-swallowing civet will spit out the moon intermittently at intervals of two months and 13 days in 2375, so that the original moon will appear in the sky of the material world, but it will only last for one night.
But this is just a legend, and this era is not as long as 2745, so there is no way to verify this statement.
At the end of the legend, a slightly crazy and funny ritual is recorded. It is said that using the ritual, there is a chance to summon the disaster that swallowed the moon. The ritual is named [Contacting the Moon Swallowing Civet]:
"Sugar and spice,
plus some nice things,
And don't forget about the mysterious Unknown J.
Cook with the utmost passion,
When the fire is just right,
Dangerous cats will appear in front of you. "
He read out the content of the ceremony, and then saw a simple ritual array below. Most of this type of ceremony were related to worshiping the moon, but this one was too simple, like graffiti drawn by hand.
Regarding the content of the ceremony, Jenkins thinks it is more like a nursery rhyme, or a recipe, because it actually mentions the word "cooking" instead of "compositing" or "making".
"I've heard a lot about rituals using sugar and spices as ingredients, but what are 'beautiful things' and 'unknowns J'?"
He thought for a while, then slapped his forehead fiercely:
"Oh, how stupid of me to believe this and think about it seriously."
As he spoke, he stuffed the book back into the bookshelf, but he didn't see the cat's eyes flickering on his shoulder.