When the battle ended on Jenkins' side, it was also over on Dad's side. In the end, the old man didn't catch the trace of the invisible guy, but when the other party tried to attack with a spell, it seemed that a layer of elastic air film that was also invisible suddenly appeared in front of the old man.
The ability to conjure does not originally have a substance, but is essentially a mode of action of the spirit. But after the spiritual fluctuations approached the membrane, the enemy's spell was actually rebounded.
Dad stood there without moving, letting the enemy be attacked by his own ability. The cultist's spell is an ability that can irreversibly lighten a person's body, but the rebounded spell did not hit the vital point, but only eliminated the user's own right arm and a layer of skin on the body, but It has also made him lose the ability to fight with his father.
After capturing the two captives, they found out without much interrogation that they were indeed members of the [Light Chaser Club], and they were already prepared to come and go before they came out to perform the mission.
"We got the exact news, William, we know that you are the candidate for the savior. This time, we didn't plan to go back alive. But so what? It's not just the two of us who came to intercept you, but also It's not just our organization. There's still a long way to go, so have fun."
Although they had sensed from the words that the two were determined to die, Jenkins and the old man had no time to stop them before their smiles turned into light. The pursuit of [Light Chaser Club] is to transform from a physical state into complete light just like the gods they believe in, although their methods are often irreversible, and they do not exist in the form of light but are really broken down up. But it is really difficult to prevent this method from being used for suicide.
"How many things will we encounter next? I think the church is right, this road will indeed not be safe."
Confirming that the cultists had really committed suicide, Jenkins asked while walking towards the carriage with his father.
"Of course, more and more dangerous things are happening in places we can't see. We are just bait on the surface. And, I don't know if you have noticed, they actually know that you are a seedling of the World Tree , this is only known to treehouses and gear craftsmen."
"Are you saying that those two organizations planned today's operation behind the scenes?"
The two were talking, and before they even re-boarded the carriage, they heard a loud bang from a distance.
Turning his head, the four-story gray-black building standing in the distance on the other side of the river collapsed to one side amidst the firelight and people's exclamations. Even the heavy rain did not completely suppress the smoke and dust from the collapsed buildings.
"You see, that's what I mean."
As the old man spoke, he prepared the ceremony and used the triangular charm to inform the church of what had just happened here.
Jenkins dried his whole body with the flames, and touched the cat that was left on the carriage just now:
"It's horrible, don't know who was attacked this time, but it doesn't look like that's the route we're going to go. Britney and Julia are going to church in a while, or we'll go back the same way now and pick them up go together?"
He was especially worried about the girls in his family.
"The church knows that your place is the focus of the attack, so it deliberately arranged for them not to go with you. Don't worry Jenkins, Miss Bevanna will pick them up in person in a while. They are much safer than us."
"That's good... the church arranged for the demigod to pick them up, how can I arrange for you to pick me up?"
"Are you despising me?"
asked Dad.
"No, oh, father, how can I have such a terrible idea?"
Jenkins immediately denied it.
"Also, do you need the protection of the Church's demigod?"
The old man asked again, and this time Jenkins shook his head decisively in denial again.
"Look, so the church just arranged for me to pick you up in the end. To be honest, the most troublesome thing today is not that the cultists will cause riots around the city, nor that they will attack our participants. At last The troublesome thing is whether the followers of the lie will come at all."
"Didn't they already agree?"
The carriage started slowly, and Jenkins defended the believers in lies.
"You want us to believe a bunch of liars?"
"But there must be evidence, right?"
"It was Stewell who brought up this possibility. She seemed to think... believers of lies don't pay much attention to this negotiation, as if it doesn't matter whether they participate or not."
The old man stroked his chin, wondering if it might be another trap this time. Jenkins looked at the river view outside the window:
"They will come."
The cultists did not go crazy and directly installed explosives at the bottom of the bridge, blowing Jenkins and the carriage into the sky together, so the group crossed the bridge safely.
After getting off the bridge, because the collapsed building was not on their way, there was no need to detour.
Jenkins was still wondering what kind of accident he would encounter next, but his father had an expression of no need to worry. He was concerned about whether Jenkins would perform poorly due to the exhaustion on the road during the negotiation for a while.
Immediately after crossing the bridge, you enter the gentle downhill area connected to the bridge deck. This area used to be flooded every five years in the rainy season. Later, due to municipal planning and upstream water storage, it became a place that would be flooded every five years. It will be submerged only once in heavy rains that are rare in more than ten years.
Most of the nearby residents are poor, and the houses are old and dilapidated. The steam pipes on the walls are covered with mottled rust, which is completely different from the bustling scene a few streets away. In the gloomy and rainy weather, you can feel the taste of "poverty" and "desolation" that seems to permeate the air. This is also one of the bottom-level portrayals of Nolan, a bustling industrial and commercial city.
"Now that I'm king, maybe I can fix things here."
Jenkins looked at the swear words on the low wall on the side of the street outside the window, and suddenly spoke.
Because Jenkins refused to continue talking about the topic of negotiations, the old man who picked up the newspaper said without looking up:
"Oh, Your Majesty William, there will always be poor people in any era, and you can't change that."
Honorifics are definitely used for sarcastic purposes.
"I know that there will always be poor people. After all, if there are no poor people, there will be no rich people. This is a relative concept, unless it is done... But poverty can also be divided into many degrees. I think, at least I can make people not live in This kind of place."
"You'd be a good king, Jenkins."
This is a sincere compliment, Jenkins smiled and nodded:
"I hope so too. Speaking of which, Dad, are you interested in..."
"not interested."