The matter of burials was inappropriate for such an occasion, Jenkins took the matter to heart and entered the dining room.
The Augustus family in the past was very grand. The size of the restaurant and the slightly old gold ornaments and tableware all showed how glorious the family's past was.
Jenkins found that, as Miss Mihail had said, the girls at the event were accompanied by a male companion. When young men and women gather together, it is inevitable to compare and show off each other.
But what is surprising is that most people seem to be able to know who Jenkins is from his face. Although he also participated in the conversation during the dinner, those aggressive sentences or temptations are all tacit Avoided Jenkins.
The only thing that intersects with him is the rich food in front of him. This is a city facing the sea, so he saw the dead fish sticking its head out of the thick soup.
He looked at his female partner suspiciously, wanting to know why everyone kept the confrontation away from him, but the latter just gave him a gentle and feminine smile.
Most of Miss Michel's friends are also descendants of great nobles. The source of the male partner is very complicated, the only thing in common is whether they are very good-looking.
Jenkins talked to a few of them, a young nobleman, the son of a low-inherited marquis, a young teacher at the Academy of Arts, and a violinist.
When he was touching the chocolate while eating, he also maliciously guessed how many of the men here would become "reserve lovers" in the future.
But then I realized that I was also one of the invited male companions, so I stopped thinking about this issue.
The ladies love Jenkins' cat, but Chocolate maintains her usual untouchable haughtiness.
So they asked Jenkins to describe what it was like to have a cat. Miss Mihail seemed a little unhappy watching Jenkins chat and laugh with other women. It was very rare for Jenkins to understand such emotions, so he maintained a cold image of not wanting to talk, just sitting there interacting with the cat and Miss Mihail.
After dinner, Viscount Augustus held a wine glass and said a few words of caution to everyone, and everyone got up to thank the Viscount for his hospitality, and then they left the manor together.
"Where are we going?"
Jenkins was still puzzled by this, and Miss Michael just smiled and did not answer.
There are 8 men and 8 women in this group, but walking in the suburbs at night does not look scary. After all, there are three times as many servants as they are carrying kerosene lamps and driving the carriage aside. This is more like an outing than an adventure.
Jenkins, cane in hand, walked beside Mademoiselle Michael. Her dress wasn't a good choice for the terrain, but she was wearing flats instead of heels.
After thinking about it for a while, Jenkins slowed down and came to her side, bending his arms and motioning for her to support him.
The woman glanced at him hesitantly, and then graciously held him.
This is the performance of Miss Mihail in Jenkins' eyes. If Hathaway is by his side now, there will be a lecture on proper etiquette.
This road is not difficult to walk, but it is covered with snow and requires servants to interview in front. The night wind in the suburbs was more piercing than in the city, and everyone walked with their necks hunched. It seems that most people, like Jenkins, don't know the destination, but Miss Lindsay said the mystery is the most interesting.
After walking for about half an hour, everyone finally saw the point.
"Here?"
Jenkins swallowed.
"Yes."
Miss Michel nodded with certainty.
"Ha~"
He really couldn't figure out what kind of courage it was to make these boring young people go to the cemetery to play psychic games with Ouija boards on winter nights.
What was in front of me was an abandoned cemetery, and there was a big hole in the roof of the gravekeeper's hut. But the fence surrounding the cemetery survived, allowing Jenkins to identify where it was.
Because it is a field where few people set foot, the entire cemetery in the pastoral area is covered with snow.
Jenkins couldn't judge where the tombs were based on the terrain, but this kind of place is definitely not a place where psychic rituals can be held casually.
The people who came together also made noises, and not everyone knew the location in advance like Miss Mihail.
In a world with a strong religious atmosphere, no matter how daring young people are, they must seriously consider the possible consequences before taking risks. Desecrating a corpse is an extremely serious crime.
Perhaps seeing everyone's hesitation, Miss Lindsay called a servant to lift up the kerosene lamp, and then said to everyone:
"Please rest assured that this public cemetery was abandoned 20 years ago. At that time, all the remains and coffins here were sent to the newly opened cemetery for re-burial. And this process, caused by the great death and final The church at the end of the day supervises the whole process. Although it looks scary now, in fact there is nothing underground!"
Jenkins curled his lips. Even so, coming here to play psychic games in the middle of the night is definitely not the right choice.
He looked around, and there was a vast expanse of wilderness around him. I heard that there used to be a village here, but then the village disappeared, leaving only this cemetery. Because there is really no population, only corpses that have no money to bury will be transported here, so after rigorous discussions, this cemetery has also come to an end.
It wasn't just servants who followed, guards and bodyguards were mixed in. Three of them were gifters. They were Miss Lindsay, Miss Mihail, and another bodyguard named Megan. This discovery made Jenkins a little more relaxed.
"It doesn't necessarily mean something will happen."
He laughed at himself, thinking that he had encountered too many incidents recently, so he always thought that something would happen. This is a manifestation of psychopathy.
His preparations for going out this time are not incomplete, the spirit strike cane in his hand, the pistol at his waist, the bullets he consecrated, and the spells near the chocolate. Ordinary evil spirits should be able to deal with them.
It's almost eight o'clock in the evening now, and there are still four hours left for the appointment with Miss Miller. He hoped the game would be over soon, and while attending such an event did make friends and broaden horizons, Jenkins still misses his fireplace.
Because it was winter, there were no weeds that grew wildly. After the servants confirmed the safety of the gravekeeper's hut, they cleaned it up a bit and lit candles. Afterwards, a dozen young people walked in one by one.
Shuangyue secretly hid behind the dark clouds.