Regarding the bishop's question, Jenkins laughed awkwardly. This kind of thing was getting darker and darker, so he didn't answer. Although this somewhat damages the reputation of the two ladies, the bishop and the old man are not the kind of people who like to talk about privacy with others.
"Regardless of the reason, etiquette courses are very necessary. When you were named the Holy Son, your performance was very rigid, and you should behave accordingly when you bear the honor. This can also be regarded as promoting the glory of the sage.
I discussed this matter with your father, and the original plan was to have the etiquette teacher in the church be your teacher. But after talking to Oliver just now, I changed my mind. "
Looking at the bishop's face and the smile on his mouth, Jenkins suddenly had a very bad premonition.
"The etiquette class is different from fighting and firearms. Even if you find someone to learn it at random, it will not arouse any suspicion, let alone you are going to meet the king in a few days, which is more reasonable. Jenkins, the teacher of the etiquette class, It’s up to you to find it yourself. Yes, you come by yourself, I don’t care who you find in the end, as long as it can teach you the most basic aristocratic etiquette, religious etiquette habits and knowledge.”
Teachers who can really teach etiquette courses are not easy to find. With Jenkins' social circle, Hathaway is the only person he is most likely to seek help from.
Maybe begging Miss Audrey, she can find a suitable candidate, but Jenkins doesn't want to bother this fortune teller all the time.
"Aren't you forcing it?"
He said half complaining.
"It's just forcing you."
Bishop nodded and looked down at the chocolate on Jenkins' knee: "Your life cannot be limited to Oliver and your cat. It is very important for young people to learn to communicate."
"But I think that it is enough to continue to advance on the path of my own choice. Communication will only distract me and make me go astray on the path of looking up to the sage."
The old man sighed deeply, and looked at the young man he had grown up with complicated eyes:
"Sometimes I really think that you have the same tough character and spirit as those legendary ascetics. But the times are different now, child. The power of steam allows mortals to walk more freely in this world, gift Researchers are also gradually recovering the lost power of ancient times; ancient heterogeneous species appear in the world, and modern reforming systems and ideas are also crushing the ancient system like wheels.
I hope you will always be religious, but don't forget that you are still human. The sage taught us to learn to be in awe. This kind of awe is not only the awe of the unknown, but also the awe of new things.
This era has changed a lot compared to when I was young. At your age, steam trains are still unimaginable. See it with your eyes, feel it with your heart, Jenkins, it's also getting close to the world. "
The old man's voice became louder and louder, and finally he even shouted. Jenkins's words are held in awe, and Bishop Parode's said a lot, these are indeed times of great change for humanity.
Although I agree with this point, for the travelers from other worlds, the most important thing is to continue on the path of gods.
Originally, he planned to go back to the antique shop with his father, but the church recently took care of a difficult item, and he needed to stay and help, so he didn't plan to go back today. So, once again, Jenkins gets a vacation.
He didn't leave the church right away, but entered the Vientiane Gate to look for some information.
The first is the content about the savior.
This is not the first time he has searched for this kind of information, but at least up to the second floor of the secret library, there is no systematic information about it.
This does not mean that no clues can be found. On the contrary, the term "savior" frequently appears in materials related to the end of the era, but most of them are mentioned in passing.
He has no plans to ask his father for the time being, and he still needs to find a better excuse, but maybe he can ask Professor Burns. Since he devoted himself to the research of this aspect, it is impossible not to know these contents.
"It's actually not too intense for nine people to compete for a god position. The most important thing is to get the qualification to enter."
Thinking of this, he began to think about what special abilities he might have besides the [Twin Demon] and the [Undead] who was suspected of being the savior.
The second thing to look for is naturally the content about the moon. But it is a pity that there is no information to record the information in it, and the things about the moon can be found, and they only describe the important position of Shuangyue in occultism.
In the first fragment of information obtained on the 31st, there was only one round of moon history in the sky, which should be very long ago, and perhaps the long time has completely obliterated the information in it. But Jenkins hasn't given up yet. He thinks that the church of [Night and Secret] may have such content. After all, the priesthood of Ms. [Dark Moon] includes the moon.
For the bestowers, the red and blue double moons are very important natural landscapes. The waxing and waning of the double moon will affect the effect of many rituals. At the same time, there is a saying that the double moon itself is a manifestation of the spirit of the world.
According to the old man, the way the newcomers of the [Night and Secret] church accumulate their spirits is related to worshiping the moon.
After spending an hour and a half in the library, when I returned to the ground again, it happened to be lunch time in the church.
Without anyone's invitation, Jenkins sat down at the dining table with chocolates. The kitten got angry again, of course because Jenkins threw it out the door and went to the library by himself.
But it only took half an hour for him to lose his temper. As long as he kept stroking, Chocolate quickly forgave him.
The church in winter is more lively than in the past, and the orphans adopted by the church hardly walk out of the church gate. They have rooms dedicated to meals, but sometimes with the clergy, like this one.
Jenkins sat next to the bishop, and the old man took this opportunity to talk to him about some profound topics, and then "accidentally" talked about his social life.
Jenkins could only listen patiently, nodding and smiling in agreement from time to time, but in fact he didn't remember what the old man was saying at all.
His eyes unconsciously flicked across everyone's faces, and then he saw a somewhat familiar face at the end of the long table.
It took a few seconds to recall, before I remembered that it was the little flower girl I met twice on the street.