The unexpected knock on the door made the old elf stop vigilantly, and Jenkins blinked at the door:
"Mr. Hood... oh, I mean, young Carmel."
Old Carmel is a friend of the old elf and the biological father of Mr. Hood, who was sacrificed by Jenkins to the first [Elf's Destruction Arrow] a few months ago to defeat the four fallen angels.
In this respect, Jenkins is completely Mr. Hood's father-killing enemy. So he has never mentioned this matter in front of Mr. Hood, and the old elf has never told Mr. Hood the truth about the death of old Carmel and the lifting of the family curse.
"Do you want to get out of the window?"
Genie asked Jenkins.
"No, it just so happens that I want to say goodbye to him too."
He's using Jenkins' face now, no disguise.
He walked down the stairs in two quick steps, took a breath to adjust his mood, and then opened the door directly.
The person standing outside the door is naturally Mr. Hood, but he didn't expect that the person who came to see the door was a stranger, but he immediately recognized who the person in front of him was:
"His Majesty William?"
During Hathaway's dice game, he knew exactly what Jenkins looked like.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Hood, please don't be surprised..."
As Jenkins said, he touched the black and white kitten on his shoulder. The cat stood up from Jenkins' left shoulder, jumped suddenly, and ran from the back of his head to his right shoulder.
It was originally black and white, but after reappearing from the back of the head, it has become a pure white color.
"Meow~"
White Cat Vanilla lay down again.
"Mr. Hood, this is probably the first time I have met you with my true self?"
The middle-aged man outside the door thought he had forgotten how to speak.
In the end, the elf on the stairs told Mr. Hood to come in quickly, and don't leave the door open and wait for the monster to appear. The elf pulled Mr. Hood, and the three went upstairs again, and each found a seat in the living room full of books.
Mr. Hood still can't believe that Mr. Candle's real identity is Jenkins Williams. After all, he has received the news that most of the believers of the God of Lies were killed and injured yesterday, and that King Jenkins Williams is actually the son of the sage. , and has been recognized by the Twelve Churches as the savior of this century.
Yesterday, I was sad for a while because I heard about Mr. Candle's death, but soon I thought that a cunning guy like Mr. Candle would not die so easily. Although the correctness of this idea has been proven now, and I am sure that I still have the opportunity to repay this gentleman, but a more impactful fact has emerged.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, Mr. Candle is Jenkins Williams. It seems that there are already clues, such as Miss Bailing's dice game, such as the cat, such as the detailed information he provided at parties in the past year.
It’s just that Mr. Hood still can’t believe it. A corner of his heart thinks that this is another ingenious plan by Mr. Candle. After all, as a member of the believers of lies, the tricks of people like Mr. Candle must not only see part of the truth I can guess it myself. That plan must be as complicated as a spider's web, and what I can see is at most just a thread.
But the old elf wouldn't joke about this kind of thing, and he helped Jenkins confirm it: the wise son and the new king were the elusive Mr. Candle.
For Mr. Hood, that is, the mysterious man who broke into his party last fall, is really the savior of this century.
"Should I congratulate you on your wedding with Miss Bailing?"
There were too many things on his mind, and Mr. Hood didn't expect that the first sentence that came out of his mouth was this.
"We plan to get married in Beldyland next summer, and your blessing can be said at that time."
Jenkins smiled, and the cat, who had continued to pretend to be cute on his shoulder, changed back to chocolate. The quiet white cat immediately became lively, and barely stopped moving until it was pulled onto Jenkins' lap:
"I know you have a lot of questions, but now I'm running out of time. I wanted to say goodbye to you, but now it's just right for me to meet you."
"Farewell? Where are you going..."
Mr. Hood frowned first, then pointed in the direction of the tower:
"Where is it? Why are you in such a hurry? I thought that after the real savior was determined, the church would organize a large-scale operation to test it out first. Why would it make you take risks right away... It's like pushing you out to die."
"Don't say that, this is also my own decision. The specific explanation is very, very complicated. But it can be simply said that if I don't enter that tower immediately, then the material world will face the birth of a materialized disaster. That is not something that mortals can fight against.
Moreover, all the disasters so far have originated from the machine hidden underground in this city. As long as it is solved, people can completely change the disaster that has begun to come through their own efforts. We made this world what it is, and we have a responsibility to make it what it is again. "
"That's it... Are you too anxious? Candles first... Jenkins, are you confident in yourself?"
He tried to get a positive answer, but Jenkins didn't give one:
"I really can't answer this kind of thing."
Mr. Hood seemed to be discouraged at once:
"I didn't expect such a thing to happen. My friend is the savior. Of course it is an honor, but it is so dangerous... Last time I said I would repay you. With the help of Mr. White Cat and Mr. Black Cat, I have found a good one. something, but it will take some time to get that thing, and it may be too late now."
"It doesn't matter. For the current situation, one or two weapons are not important anymore."
"But that's... it's okay, it's a pity."
Mr. Hood is very concerned about his friends, and when Mr. Birch died last year, he was sad for a while. At this time, I hoped that I could help my friend, but found that I was really powerless. He didn't care about the identity of Mr. Candle. As long as the other party was not a bad person, it would be a good thing that Mr. Candle was Jenkins Williams. This would be equivalent to losing a gift money for attending the wedding.
"The disasters at the end of the era are always like this. Everyone wants to participate, but only one or two people can play a decisive role."
The old elf spoke in a timely manner, and then asked:
"Speaking of which, what are you looking for me for?"
"Oh, sir, now that the outside has become like this, I want you to move in with me so that I can take care of you."
Only then did Mr. Hood talk about his purpose of coming here, but the old elf immediately waved his hand:
"No need, I like this place. Just now Jenkins even suggested that I move to the church, but I didn't agree. Don't worry, since I'm lucky enough to be able to live until now, I will naturally cherish my life. You don't have to care about me, I'm safe here."
Because this might be the final farewell, Jenkins didn't want to leave with any secrets, so he killed Mr. Hood's father, and told Mr. Hood the truth about the cursed Kamel.
Mr. Hood didn't show surprise or distress, but nodded with a very cold expression, and didn't even speak. This is not because he is angry with Jenkins, but the special relationship between Mr. Hood and the old Kamel father and son. The complicated love-hate relationship will not be hooded with the death of the old Kamel. Mr. forget.
He would never forgive his father, never forget him. It was an unforgettable hatred, but at the same time, there was also the incomprehension of his biological father doing such a thing, and the longing for the father's love that would not appear.
But anyway, he didn't want to mention that person again. Even when he tossed and turned in the middle of the night, he would return to the day when one of his arms was cut off countless times, but he didn't want to tell anyone, and he didn't want anyone to take the initiative to mention it.
Relatively speaking, it didn't matter to Mr. Hood that Jenkins killed old Kamel. Killing the old Kamel is also equivalent to liberating him from the curse. It is really difficult to tell whether this matter is right or wrong.
Before leaving the old elf's apartment, Jenkins asked Mr. Hood for the addresses of Mr. Black Cat and Mr. White Cat, intending to visit these two friends. At the same time, he also told Mr. Hood that Miss Magic and Miss Silver Flute are now in the Church of the Sages, so there is no need to worry about their safety.
"If something really terrible happens, you, Mr. Black Cat, and Mr. White Cat can also take your family members to the church for refuge. Even if I'm gone, you just need to say that you know Miss Bailing from the Music Church, Heather Wei also has a way to let you in."
Before parting, Jenkins said to his friends. Mr. Hood threw his arms around Jenkins:
"We'll definitely meet again, right?"
The middle-aged man looks a little sentimental.
"Yes, it will definitely be. I am also looking forward to the wedding gift you will give me and Hathaway."
Jenkins assured.
The old elf stood in front of the living room, watching Jenkins and Mr. Hood part ways downstairs through a crack in the curtains.
The elf sighed, sat back on the sofa, put his arms on his legs, separated his feet, drooped his head and sank for a while, then suddenly raised his right hand to press his ear:
"Yes, I understand."
He raised his head and said to the ceiling, then stood up again and looked at the elf books in the living room, muttering to himself:
"Although the attempt has never been successful, and I have long hoped that it will be successful, but this time the situation is special, so it will definitely succeed. This time, it is not for myself."