Only a few people saw the scene last night, and the church will not let the rumors that Jenkins can "rejuvenate" spread to the outside world.
And through observation, it seems that the bishop is only in better physical condition, and there is still some distance from the real reverse growth of the body.
"vitality?"
Suddenly, he had some miraculous ideas, so he asked the nun for some water, snatched the Orb of Life from the chocolate paw, soaked it in the water, and tried to feed it to the unconscious person.
Of course, there is a risk of water entering the trachea, but in this era, there is no saline or glucose, and there is no special intravenous injection tool. This is already the best method.
By the time the sun came up on Tuesday morning, those who had been fed water by Jenkins were significantly less aged than the others.
As a result, the problem that had plagued the church for a long time was finally resolved. Although people still haven't woken up, as long as aging can be suppressed, the citizens in the city will not panic, and the rumors of the so-called "plague" will continue.
With the current dangerous situation, at least before the christening ceremony, Jenkins will not be allowed to go out privately. Therefore, he stayed in the church to help throughout Tuesday, and the benefactors of the Orthodox Church who were unconscious one after another were also sent here to receive his treatment.
The family members of coma patients also expressed their joy after hearing that "the decline in physical function caused by strange bacterial infection" can be suppressed. In short, although the matter has not been resolved, at least the church is not facing the worst situation.
During the period, Jenkins also met Captain Bincy and Dad. The former hurried away with a tired face, and once brought a severely burned gifter to treat him; do what.
Miss Audrey was definitely fine, so the only thing that worried him was whether Hathaway was still healthy.
Some hoped to see her figure at the door of the church, but after thinking about it, how could Hathaway come here.
At ten o'clock on Tuesday night, the bored Jenkins was standing in the courtyard with chocolates in his arms, watching the stars, and traces of spirits were transmitted from the starry sky and merged into his body, although slowly but very steadily.
"Mr. Williams, someone is looking for you at the door."
A priest waited aside until Jenkins lowered his head while supporting his stiff neck.
The person who came to Jenkins was not a woman, but a man, to be precise, Viscount Augustus.
This guest was absolutely unexpected to Jenkins. After all, the Viscount's belief is not a sage, and the two of them have nothing to communicate recently.
When seeing him, Baron Augustus looked a little embarrassed, probably because of the night temperature, his face was also pale.
The servants were ordered to wait in the carriage, and Jenkins led Baron Augustus into a quiet room. The temperature in the room was high, but he still looked cold.
"Mr. Augustus, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, Mr. Williamette, it is indeed . . . "
He stumbled and his face turned red, not because of his body but because of the next words.
"I know it's rude to ask, but I have to come here. As head of Augustus, I can't watch my steward die in front of me. Yes, oh God, I've been No one else was asked.
Yes Yes… "
Repeating his own words incoherently, he took off the black leather gloves on his hands, and took off his hat:
"Yes, Mr. William. I hope you can give me some special medicine. My housekeeper unfortunately contracted the silver fainting disease at noon today. I can't watch him die. Since I was a child..."
bowed his head to Jenkins.
"Please do not do this."
He quickly supported Viscount Augustus, and the baron had a very complicated expression on his face:
"I'd love to help you, but...what's the cure?"
After asking, I found out that the water soaked in the Orb of Life is called a special medicine because it can effectively suppress the symptoms of the plague.
But it is not effective to put the orb in the water and then take it out. Subsequent inspections found that it did not affect much water in a short period of time. Even through the cooperation of the ceremony and Jenkins, it is impossible to produce the amount that can be distributed to all patients at once.
The water distributed by the Church of Knowledge and Books was uniformly dripped with blue dye, making it look more like a professional potion. Jenkins is not very clear about the whereabouts of the potion, but while giving priority to the supply of sage believers, Jenkins can also guess the distribution of other power and money.
Obviously, it was impossible for a down-and-out nobleman like Augustus to obtain the potion.
But since the Viscount had already asked to come here, and the old butler had left a good impression on Jenkins during the few meetings, he filled a bottle of water with an empty test tube and handed it to the Viscount.
"Oops, forgot to dye!"
I didn't think of this until I took it out, so I can only say that this is the puree of the potion, so the color may not be right.
Sending the viscount who kept saying thank you to the door of the church, Jenkins suddenly thought of something:
"Oh, Mr. Augustus, I want to ask you a question."
"Excuse me."
Judging by his expression, it seemed that even if Jenkins asked him what color underwear he was wearing today, he would be able to tell.
"A few days ago, I happened to see some strange records in an ancient book. This is an ancient book from the last era, and my father paid a lot of money to buy it. There is also an ancient book mentioned in it. The Stu family, and claim that this family has a deep connection with the god of death. I am interested in these ancient myths and legends."
Feigning embarrassment, he scratched his nose:
"So I want to ask you if your family is the ancient family I read in the book."
There was some surprise on the viscount's face, but it soon turned into thinking:
"The origin of the Augustus family can indeed be traced back to very ancient times. There are also some strange rumors related to gods in the family. But those were all told by my parents when I was very young. Now the family only I am the only one left, and I can't verify it.
If you're interested, we can talk about it when we have time, but most of them are bizarre and... profane, and I'm probably the only one who knows about them right now. In fact, I don’t remember very clearly, the man hanging upside down, the bizarre world, heh, they are all stories with metaphors stronger than content, ahem... "
He coughed violently a few times, not because he wanted to stop talking, but because his body really couldn't hold on anymore.