"Any ritual? Mr. Candle, do you think I'm a god?"
Miss Magic made a few sneering voices, seeing that Jenkins still had that expression, she added:
"It is still possible to restore most of the modern rituals, but after several eras of change, some subtle changes have taken place in the principles and rules of ancient rituals and modern rituals. If I need to restore the incomplete rituals, then you must at least Provide a mutilated sample for me to identify, the more detailed the better."
"Yes, but you must swear to your gods that you will not divulge any information about this matter to any being with intelligence, without intelligence, sometimes with intelligence and sometimes without intelligence."
Jenkins added that this is to prevent the church from finding out that the "gem party" has revived. Although the people who know the details of the party are almost dead now, there is no harm in being cautious.
"You are really cautious."
The woman made another sarcastic comment, which Jenkins suspected was revenge for his intransigence the previous night when they met.
"Swear to my lord, [Lady of Mysteries and Rituals]..."
Still, she raised her right hand, palm toward Jenkins, and said the oath.
After swearing, she paused, and asked again:
"I want to remind you that it is very difficult to restore the incomplete ceremony. My fees are very high. Even if I fail, I still have to collect money."
"Materials or special items are not accepted."
"certainly."
The woman nodded and held out her hand to Jenkins. With his right hand behind his back, Jenkins drew a piece of paper out of thin air. On the paper was the appearance of Constantine's basement. He had carefully observed it more than once when he was carrying out the mission of the church, and there was a ritual effect written beside it. specific text description.
Miss Miller is leaving Nolan soon, and if she wants to contact her again in the future, she can only rely on letters. But this kind of efficiency is too low, and Jenkins is still thinking about the "savior" that she and Miss Audrey mentioned. Now that we have become familiar friends, the possibility of successfully obtaining information has also increased. How can we disconnect now
And this is one of the few friends who can talk about mathematics with him, and he can be regarded as a half-confidant.
"The painting is good, wait a minute, this is..."
Miss Magic raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, "B-07-4-7711, "The Gathering in the Forest"? I've only heard the name before, so that's how it works. Since it involves the use of special items, the price is even higher." More expensive. Do you have B-07-4-7711? I need to take a look."
"Can."
Jenkins nodded. He folded the painting into squares and sewed it on his underwear. When he left Hathaway's bedroom just now, he brought it out.
"Why is it wet..."
The woman complained softly, and unfolded the painting with her hands in white lace gloves, ready to check it out.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jenkins glanced back. Hathaway was discussing matters with Mr. White Cat with her head down, and didn't pay attention to this side.
"I probably guessed what kind of ceremony this is. You should be lucky. This ceremony is not complicated. The gifter who designed it is not very accomplished in ritual studies, but it is indeed a little clever. This is the change made , um, obviously. I can even help you change some details to make the final effect more perfect. But the price... "
The light spot of ability is slightly brightening, the woman probably already has a plan. She handed B-07-4-7711 back to Jenkins, then stretched out her white hand, twisted her thumb and forefinger together, and continued in a sweet, greasy voice that was deliberately pretended.
"The price is not cheap."
Jenkins smiled with the corner of his mouth curled up, supported the tree beside him, and whispered:
"Miss, please quote."
The trunk is rough and chilly, but still alive.
"Ten thousand pounds, yes, gold pounds."
"..."
Fortunately, I held onto the tree just now, otherwise I might fall down.
"Although business talks start from the ground up, this is a bit too much. I know it will be expensive, but it shouldn't be so expensive. Do you know what you can buy with 10,000 pounds? Even in Nolan, A large manor with a farm and a horse farm is about the same price. It’s cheaper, and we are also acquaintances.”
This is already an astronomical figure. Chocolate and Jenkins are worth about the same. Even in the upper class, there are only a few families who can come up with so much cash at once.
"But to restore the ceremony, the cost is indeed not cheap. We are not businessmen, and I don't say anything about cost prices. But you have to be clear, the whole Nolan, I am the only one who can help you."
The words were full of confidence, and Jenkins didn't think he could find anyone else.
"Is it worth it?"
he asked himself.
"After all, I just want to contact friends who are away. Although the letters are a bit slower, it is not impossible to communicate."
There is already some reluctance in my heart.
"After I came to this world, the scope of my activities has been limited to Nolan. It is also a good thing to expand my vision."
The balance in my heart wobbled again.
"But I don't have that much money..."
He thought again, looking down at the grass beneath his feet. The grass leaves are yellow and drooping, and I think it won't last for a few days.
He struggled back and forth, and the magic lady standing under the tree didn't bother, just quietly watching the man with his head down and thinking.
The cat opened its mouth in boredom and yawned. The tail swayed slightly, the pupils of the eyes tightened and looked towards the future. Then, when no one was paying attention, there was a tap on the back of Jenkins' head. It is already very sleepy and wants to sleep.
"one thousand!"
"Twenty thousand!"
Jenkins looked at the woman across from him and knew that he had met his opponent when negotiating the price this time. Before he could change his words again, the woman spoke first.
"Hmph~, Mr. Candle, we are not buying vegetables at the vegetable market in the countryside, please show your dignity as a benefactor. Nine thousand."
Jenkins curled his lips, Jenkins Williams' dignity is worth some price, but Mr. Candle's dignity is not as good as a hair of white cat vanilla.
"Let's make another step, I'm not a rich man, two thousand pounds."
"Mr. Candle, according to the few exchanges we have had, I think it is impossible for a gifter like you who is powerful, mysterious, and well-informed to be short of gold pounds. And who can feed a real magical creature, such a person How can I be short of money? I always have to earn some, and restoring the incomplete ceremony requires a lot of preparation, and I need cash to buy materials... 8,500 pounds."
PS: Add changes at the end of the month, ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets, ask for blades, and ask for rewards.