The night was already very deep, and the moon finally poked its head out from behind the dark clouds, projecting red and blue moonlight onto this deserted cemetery where a strange event had just occurred.
After resolving these matters neatly, Miss Lindsay apologized to everyone again, and then everyone complained and prepared to go back to the city in a carriage.
When leaving the abandoned cemetery, Jenkins walked last and looked back. He is very clear that there are still many unsolved mysteries in this place. The souls of fifty years have been recruited, and the undead wearing nun clothes are all suspicious points. I am afraid I will come back here to see it again.
What happened in the gravekeeper's hut, the three benefactors outside did not notice at all. Jenkins was relieved, but also despised these three people.
As for the people in the house, they only knew that it was very cold after the stove was turned off, and Miss Lindsay's behavior today was very inappropriate. In addition, I also know that Mr. Williams is an extremely old-fashioned believer.
Although Jenkins' behavior just now was very rude, no one blamed him. Even his lady companion, Mademoiselle Michael, said nothing.
Seeing that the two were walking at the end, and the servants were far away, Jenkins lightly touched Miss Michael's arm:
"Feel sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry about."
She didn't care about cutting her hair and said, "It's Lindsay who should be really sorry. I thought something interesting would happen this time, but in the end it was some magic trick."
"Is my behavior today really okay?"
he asked, rubbing his nose.
"Aren't you that kind of person?"
she replied.
When we went back, we didn't have to walk any more. We all got into the carriage.
I don't know how to allocate the vehicles. Anyway, when Jenkins got in the car, he found that the five people in the car were all women except him.
Mademoiselle Michael sat beside him, rejoicing at the success of her plan. The first purpose of inviting Jenkins this time was not to experience psychic games.
Although it felt a little rude to just introduce the girl to Mr. Williams, but thinking of Hathaway's shy face, the woman strengthened her mind again.
"In front of love, there is no right or wrong!"
And she didn't notice that the girls in the carriage didn't all come for Jenkins' face.
The path is a bit bumpy, and the wheels will hit some stones and the like from time to time. At this time, the people in the carriage would always shake a few times unable to maintain their balance.
Jenkins was tired of dealing with the scratches of the women around him. Their sense of balance was so poor that it seemed as if they were deliberately jumping at him.
In such a small space, everyone's body and arms can easily touch other people's limbs. Jenkins was originally proud that he solved a troublesome matter without spending much effort today, but soon blushed because of the frequent accidents in the carriage, and could only lower his head and fondle the lovely chocolate.
Miss Mihail looked at this funny scene, the corners of her smooth mouth were slightly turned up, and she couldn't help showing a chuckle. She really appreciates the integrity and talent and kindness of Williamette, but sometimes he's just too... cute.
Miss Lindsay sat directly across from Jenkins, brushing his chest from time to time. She does not comment on the actions of the other unreserved ladies. Her focus was not on a certain part of her lower body, but on the place where the golden light erupted just now, where the small and delicate brooch was pinned.
"Excuse me, where did you buy this brooch?"
She still asked.
"oh?"
Jenkins, who was caressing the cat on his knee, raised his head and moved closer to Miss Michael, "Is this? This is a gift from the bishop, not bought. When Bishop Palod became a priest, his The teacher gave him the brooch, so it's an accessory with a lot of history."
Miss Lindsay showed an expression of sudden realization. In her opinion, the items used by the bishop of the archdiocese must have the effect of exorcism. The scene just now was like a common occurrence in novels and story books, where evil spirits tried to harm a devout and firm believer, but were hurt by the power of the religious artifacts carried by the believer.
Jenkins sat opposite and snickered. The truth is that this brooch is roughly the shape of a holy emblem, and it contains extremely high silver content. When he held divine magic ceremonies, he often used it to replace the holy emblem in order to simplify the ceremonies.
It is often contaminated with spirits of the same origin as divine arts, and it inevitably possesses an extremely weak aura. If Jenkins can use it for a hundred years, then there is even a very small possibility of becoming a permanently effective Class B extraordinary divine arts item .
As for the evil spirit just now, although it looked ugly, it was actually not very strong. This brooch is enough to solve it.
"Mr. Williams, do you think ghosts really exist in this world?"
Miss Lindsay asked tentatively, and upon hearing this question, Miss Michelle sighed unconsciously. She already knew what Jenkins would say.
"Of course not, I never think that there is any extraordinary power in this world other than the great gods! Only the gods are eternal, and only the gods are noble! Praise the sages!"
He explained softly, but the frenzied expression on his face almost made Miss Lindsay dare not look directly.
"Only such a mortal can repel evil spirits with his own body."
She thought in her heart, so far, she no longer doubted that Jenkins possessed those magical powers.
There is no scenery to see in the mountains in winter, let alone it is night, and there is only darkness from the carriage.
The weather was not very good, dark clouds covered the starry sky, only two full moons were faintly visible. Only then did Jenkins remember that when tracing the source of gear germs, the moon had only one round in the earliest history.
He planned to ask his father, although he might not know.
The women in the same car began to chat, and it could be seen that the others were still very angry with Miss Lindsay and didn't pay her much attention.
She stared out of the window for a while, then asked Jenkins:
"Do you think that since the gods have great power, does the church of the gods also have that kind of power?"
Miss Michel's eyes became sharper.
"As long as the faith is pious, the gods will naturally share the glory with his lamb!"
Jenkins has spent a lot of effort to integrate into this world. He has thought about this kind of question a long time ago, so the answer came from his mouth.
"Oh, that's how it is."
Miss Lindsay's voice sounded a little disappointed. She was probably also admiring exciting and interesting supernatural powers...or she was just worried about provoking those terrifying undead again.