Jenkins tried his best to be cryptic, but Miss Audrey still had an offended expression:
"What are you asking this for?"
"This... just curious."
"There are specific statements in the church's internal books. Those are public books, and you should be able to find them."
But Jenkins does not believe in the contents of public religious books, and those stories cannot be fully believed, so it is equivalent to not believing all of them:
"So let me put it another way, do you know a lady named 'Ovia'?"
"I know a lot, which one are you talking about?"
Jenkins was at a loss for words again, this is indeed not a very rare name:
"The most special one."
"my mother."
"Um, what? Oh no, then the second special one."
"Probably the fortune teller Ovia who was trained at the same time as me. Of course, you know that this is just the name of the fortune tellers, not their real name."
"Yes yes, so where is the lady now?"
"Jenkins, if you're expecting a pretty girl, you're about to miss out. There she is."
As she said that, Miss Audrey raised her finger to the middle-aged woman dressed as a nun not far away. She stood with other people from the Church of the Hermits, discussing in a low voice the vision that appeared in the divination ceremony just now, but this must be true. Not what Jenkins was looking for.
"How does she look... so old? Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have said that, but she's not..."
He waved his hand:
"Did you train at the same time as you?"
"Yes, but her talents are limited, so..."
Miss Audrey shrugged, and Jenkins showed a clear expression:
"So how old are you now?"
Afterwards he was driven away.
In the evening, he brought his family to have dinner with Yinlong and Princess Sophia. In order not to cause panic among the family, Jenkins did not say that Anastasia is a silver dragon, but only hinted that she is a demigod-level powerhouse and came to Nolan to help Jenkins.
Anastasia in her human form and Princess Sophia, both rare and beautiful ladies. Regarding the relationship between the two of them, Jenkins explained it very bluntly at the dinner table. This was blessed by Hathaway and Britney. Britney said sadly that if Jenkins hadn't appeared, she and Hathaway might have come to this point.
Jenkins agrees with this point, but without him, although Britney at that time didn't have to endure Jenkins' "flirting with flowers and grass", she had to endure Hathaway's "flirting with flowers and grass".
Thinking about it this way, Britney seems to have to endure the future of her partner's "infidelity" no matter what.
The two families got along very well. After dinner, they went to the Royal Opera House to watch the performance of the famous opera troupe Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe. Aside from the fact that Jenkins took a nap during the opera and almost tipped over on the couch and crushed the chocolate, it was a pretty good night.
Yinlong and the princess also heard more about this era from Jenkins, and Yinlong asked curiously:
"Since you think that machine will surely push the end to come earlier, and something that will affect the entire material world will happen on a large scale, then do you have any preparations? Is the church prepared?"
"No preparations. It should be said that we all foresee this, but no one can prevent it. After all, disasters are bound to come. Our current preparations are not to prevent disasters, but to stop the Difference Engine. It's the point."
"That's right."
Yinlong nodded, and asked in confusion:
"So, at present, your idea is to defeat the beast of disaster-the difference engine, and then use mortal means to try your best to resist the arrival of the doomsday?"
"Yes, without the difference engine, although disasters will come, the doomsday will not immediately cover the world. After defeating it, we will have time to use mortal means to control these dense fogs. Although it is difficult, at least it will not let Our civilization is thus lost."
"This sounds reasonable, but when Sophia and I were acting outside Nolan, we have already noticed that the changes in the world are only the last shred away from a 'world-scale disaster'. Any action of the Difference Engine may lead to , the world has become even more different, if you didn't find it at that time, would you still have to wait? Waiting for it to come to you?"
"It will definitely come to me."
"Why?"
"Because it wants to become a beast of disaster by promoting the end, rather than letting the world catalyze something like a 'steam beast' from the thick fog to become a beast of disaster. So, this is a duel, a doomed The showdown that happened. I could delay it, but it couldn't because the disaster had already begun.
If it wins, it will promote itself, incarnate as an immortal beast of disaster, let the end come, and let the dense fog cover the world for thousands of years; if I win, I will be the real savior, complete the final promotion, guide The world continues to advance towards the nineteenth century, continuing our civilization under thick fog and steam. "
"It seems that at the end of every era, it will become a situation where the savior completes some kind of challenge. It's really interesting."
Princess Sophia whispered that she rarely interjected when Jenkins and Anastasia were discussing serious matters.
"Sophia, there really is a destiny in our world, and the destiny of an entire era needs to be brought together at the end of this era. It is very reasonable to show that it is for those who bear destiny to face the power that bears sin. .. you can think of it as a natural phenomenon... that sounds really interesting."
Yinlong said, hugged the blushing Princess Sophia, leaned back on the sofa in the box of the Opera House, smiled relaxedly and said to Jenkins:
"So, Shwedanput (Savior), do you have faith?"
Jenkins put down the teacup in his hand:
"I will definitely win."
The gathering of the two families did not end until almost midnight. At twelve o'clock that night, after everyone returned to their residences, Jenkins slipped out of the house and came to the mansion where King Salhi II stayed, and jumped into Ariel from the window. Kia's room.
After he landed on the soft carpet, he turned and closed the window and drew the curtains. In the dim light, he saw a short lady in pajamas combing her hair in front of the dressing table. She had just finished bathing.
Alexia opened her mouth to speak, but Jenkins made a silent movement, first threw the cat to bed, then tiptoed to the closet and pulled it away:
"Would you like to help me choose clothes?"
Alexia looked at Jenkins in the mirror with her own face and asked, with long brown hair hanging behind her:
"I don't have a maid outfit like Julia's here."
"No, I thought Dolores would be in there."
He closed the closet door slightly.
"Is this... your new obsession? If you want, I can call Dolores..."
she laughed.
"No, of course not, because... forget it, it doesn't matter."
All in all, it was a pretty good night.