"But I have to remind you."
She added: "According to social etiquette, it is absolutely wrong to rashly invite an unmarried lady to live together at home."
Jenkins blinked, quickly realizing what he had just said.
It was almost twelve noon, and for some reason, the snow in the sky was getting bigger and bigger. It was not what Jenkins remembered, but Miss Miller believed that two large-scale spiritual disturbances were enough to change the sky. It is just a very lucky result that the weather is bad and no large-scale natural disasters have been triggered.
Worried Jenkins felt that this morning seemed like a whole year. Thinking of the plans for the afternoon and evening, he felt a dull pain in his temple again.
Very gentlemanly invited Miss Miller to an expensive restaurant, of course, both of them have a little make-up. Jenkins wanted to make amends by involving her in such a troublesome matter, but Miss Miller believed that she owed Jenkins a favor in this matter.
"Yes, I've found my way forward."
While holding down the steak with a fork, she cut along the texture of the meat with a silver table knife, "I don't think I will be confused until I reach level 8 at least."
"The meaning of this sentence is..."
"Yes, I have found the way to level 8, my path to demigod. I think, if nothing else happens, I should be able to reach this level within ten years."
Snowflakes are falling profusely outside the window, and the gas lamps emit a warm bright yellow light in the restaurant. Well-dressed gentlemen and ladies elegantly manipulated the knives and forks to handle the meager meals on the reflective porcelain plates. The band in red formal suits played soothing music following the movements of the aged conductor.
And at the dining table near the inner wall, the two continued to talk about extraordinary things.
"That's really congratulations."
Jenkins didn't know what to say. Since the lady in front of me dared to say the exact time of "ten years", based on Jenkins' understanding of her, the true error would not exceed two months.
In fact, he doesn't know much about the concept of level 8 bestowers, because the powerhouses of this level he has come into contact with have never shown their strength in the strongest period in front of him for various reasons.
But since it can be called a demigod walking in the world, it should be very powerful.
Although Miss Miller claims to respect everything is number, but fortunately, in her daily life, she does not show the image of Frankenstein in Jenkins' impression. This is a woman with a very high IQ and EQ, Jenkins occasionally very bad guesses, maybe her short height is because of this.
After lunch, Miss Miller temporarily stored her luggage at Jenkins' home, and then went to Ponton Winery in advance to make preparations.
Jenkins visited the church first. As for the reason, it was naturally disturbed by the two visions this morning, so I came to inquire about the situation.
As Jenkins, just go to Miss Bevanna directly. He politely declined the help of the nuns to guide him, and walked alone in the corridor.
"chocolate!"
He unbuttoned the collar, then patted his chest lightly, and a kitten's head came out from there immediately.
"Meow!"
"You pretend to play with snow in the courtyard for a while, and then go over there, yes, the nursery near the back door to steal a seed, you know?"
He stretched out his fingers to point in that direction, chocolate shook his ears, and with his paws, he pulled the man's clothes out of the collar of the coat, and soon disappeared.
Jenkins nodded secretly, just in case, the next plan needs a seed. Although these seedlings are not valued, it is impossible not to count them. In order to prevent that one day in the future, someone finds that a seed is missing, and he cannot do it himself to get the seed.
Chocolate is the best candidate, and who would doubt a poor and weak cat
Although two unexpected major events happened in the city this morning, Miss Bevanna did not go out, but continued to stay in the church. The more this kind of moment, the more she should stay here calmly as the highest combat power, especially now that there are no enemies that need a level 8 bestower to take action.
No one knew what was going on today better than Jenkins, so he just stayed with Miss Bevanna for half an hour, and prepared to go home under her suggestion.
It could be seen that everyone in the church was very busy. Even the bishop, who would always chatter with Jenkins when he saw Jenkins, only had time to say hello.
In order to prevent this visit to the church from being too deliberate, after finishing talking with Miss Bevanna, Jenkins deliberately played with Chocolate in the snow in the courtyard for a while.
The cat easily completed the task. When it turned into a snow-white cat and then crawled in the snow, almost no one could tell at a glance that there was another creature there.
Of course, Jenkins never imagined that in the soil around the nursery, there were some metal plates engraved with a single symbol, which together formed a ritual of protection and vigilance. But the cat can't control so much, it just stretches out its claws, and the seeds fly out by themselves.
Jenkins also ran into Captain Bincy in the church. This man looked a lot haggard today.
"Damn it, damn it!"
He has been cursing the culprit of the two incidents in the morning. Although the latter matter was better, only the gifted one could see it, but that kind of vision covered half of the continent, and the diocese had to send a large number of people to investigate and collect evidence, write a report, and wait for the Holy See to send more professional personnel to finish it. It is conceivable that the follow-up of this matter will be very troublesome.
And what happened in the morning can be seen by half of the ordinary citizens of the city. God knows how the nameless believer of the new god destroyed a gift.
It is still unclear whether this incident was done by the black-robed man, the twin demons, or other unseen believers, but it is definitely true that it is related to the new god.
Captain Bincy spent the whole morning running outside in the snow with his team, and only came back for half an hour at noon to recuperate, and continued to go out in the afternoon dressed as a patrolling policeman. The more this is the case, the more careful people with ulterior motives will make any big things happen.
"After the appearance of the new god, his believers never showed up in public, and there was no organization to promote the glory of this god. This is a very abnormal thing in itself, and the believers of this great one have some... It is not normal, we have to start to wonder, what is the priesthood of this god?"