"Give."
Instead of handing over the coins, Jenkins reached into his pocket again and produced a blue ten-shilling note.
"Gift."
He tried hard to squeeze a smile on his face.
The little girl looked at Jenkins and then at the coin. Like a frightened cub, she stepped back a few steps into the shadow of the alley with the little basket in her arms, with a vigilant look on her face.
Jenkins shrugged with a smile on his shoulders, bent down and put the banknote on the ground, then turned around stiffly, and ran quickly in the direction of Papa's antique shop.
He really didn't dare to look back.
jingle~
"Forgot something?"
The old man who was lying in front of the counter and writing something raised his head and asked suspiciously.
Jenkins didn't dare to speak, he closed the door and walked to the counter along the path full of antiques.
"Is there anything behind me?"
He asked in a low voice, afraid that the answer would be that there was a little girl behind him.
The old man frowned. He put down the pen in his hand, took off his glasses, leaned on the table and looked sideways behind Jenkins.
"Nothing."
Jenkins let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head carefully, and then smiled happily.
"I seem to have encountered something unclean just now."
he explained.
"That's it, then wait a minute, I remember I still have a few requiem charms here, of course, you'd better go to church..."
Dad nodded calmly, but was interrupted by Jenkins before he could speak.
"No, not ghosts or anything like that."
He said hesitantly, in fact, he wanted to delay the time to find a good excuse for himself to discover the strange thing.
"Walking on the main road just now, a little flower seller sold flowers like me. It was nothing at all, but the moment I took the money, I suddenly felt dizzy in front of that big octopus..."
He faltered as he explained, trying to confuse his "accidental" discovery that there was a problem with that thing.
"Selling flowers?"
The old man frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, "It sounds familiar, I seem to have read this information."
"That's great, I don't need to continue to explain, I really can't make it up."
Jenkins was secretly delighted.
"If that's the case... did you buy the flowers?"
The old man's face showed a little nervous expression, which suddenly made Jenkins' heart rise to his throat again.
"Then... should I buy it?"
he asked carefully.
"If it's that thing, you have to buy it, otherwise..."
The old man didn't finish his sentence, but looked straight at Jenkins' waist. Jenkins looked down and saw three fresh white flowers pinned to the bottom button of his coat.
Without saying anything more, Father Oliver quickly closed the store door, and led Jenkins towards the church in the city center.
They hired a carriage, and no one spoke along the way. Jenkins worriedly took the three flowers and followed his father, walked into the church through a remote back door, and walked into a strange room in the courtyard. office.
In the room, a well-dressed middle-aged gentleman was reading a newspaper, but there was no one at the leader's desk.
"Papa Oliver?"
The man stood up in surprise, "Why are you here at this time? Is there something wrong? You received something amazing?"
"No, James." The father's expression was serious, which gave Jenkins the illusion that he was about to die, "This is my new apprentice. In the evening, he met a little flower girl. We suspect that It's A-01-2-0198."
"Strange thing, first discovered by the Church of [All Things and Nature], cannot be touched by gifters below level 8, random number 0198."
Jenkins recalled what he had learned in the past few days in his heart, and immediately realized that he might have really encountered a big problem.
The gentleman in the black suit told him not to panic, squinting at Jenkins and the flower in his hand.
"I see."
He asked the two to sit down here, while he strode out the door.
Later, through the introduction of Oliver's father, Jenkins learned that the middle-aged man just now was Mr. James Hurt, who belonged to the [Special Items and Events Handling] Office of Nolan Diocese.
Not long after, three middle-aged men with dignified faces walked in. In addition to Mr. Hurt and Mr. Bincy, whom Jenkins already knew, there was also an old man wearing a funny top hat. He has a bushy white beard and very small eyes.
"Oliver."
The old man nodded to Dad, who called him Smith.
Bincy, who was the last to walk, turned and closed the door, then took out a silver knife, and drew a line on the thick bronze door. Mr. Hurt was not idle either. He walked to the desk, took out a small wooden block from the drawer, muttered a few words in a low voice, and threw it directly in front of the wall beside him.
Nothing happened to the naked eye, but in another view of Jenkins, a faint film of light enveloped the entire room, and at the door was a shining holy emblem of [Sage of Inheritance].
After finishing their work, several people sat down, listened to Jenkins tell his experience, and asked the little girl about her clothes in detail, and then looked at each other a few times.
Among them, Smith, the oldest, carefully checked a flower in Jenkins' hand, and when he returned it to him, his face was full of joy and annoyance.
"It can be confirmed that what Mr. Williams encountered was indeed A-01-2-0198, [Little Girl Selling Flowers], also known as [Death Flower Girl]."
The word death made Jenkins jump in his heart.
Seeing Jenkins' expression, Mr. Smith smiled at him in an attempt to calm him down, then took out a document from his pocket and read it to everyone.
"A-01-2-0198, because of a large-scale urban population death event in 1078, was first confirmed and numbered by the Church of [All Things and Nature].
Its appearance is that of a 9-year-old female human dressed in the poor clothes of the ancient Hitley Kingdom, with blond hair and a basket made of unknown plant materials in her right hand. "
He looked up from the file and looked at Jenkins.
"The time and location of A-01-2-0198 appear irregularly. The last time it was recorded was in Thorn Town, a small border town in the Kingdom of Hampavo ten years ago. Mr. Williamett, you are very lucky."
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Jenkins was taken aback, am I lucky to meet this thing
"Currently known characteristics, the numbered target has strength above level 8, but as long as you talk in a normal way, the target will only appear as a normal human girl."
Level 8 seems to be the strongest strength of the [Knowledge and Books] church in Nolan City, and can be called a demigod walking in the world. But that person has gone out to sea with the fleet to solve the problem, and is not in this city now.