The cold and dampness of the night was heavy, and Mr. Augustus, who had been weak, soon became overwhelmed.
He continued the topic just now, and added: "But the family should have nothing to do with the great [End of Death], I can be sure of that. Those are all legends, maybe in a certain era, our family also appeared Holy Son, it took a long time to form these ridiculous stories."
Nodding, Jenkins watched the Viscount being helped into the carriage by his servants, and the carriage disappeared into the night.
"The god of death is not just the twelfth righteous god."
The man at the door of the church was wearing a black trench coat with a gloomy expression. The night wind blew, and the collar fluttered.
"Master..."
Jenkins thought that he was probably the most idle person in the church at this time. He wanted to join the combat team and go out on missions with them, but was opposed by everyone.
Because of this proposal, he was even monitored by Miss Bevanna.
"Jenkins, please believe this is for your own good."
Due to the increase in the number of patients, the church urgently purchased quilts and thermal supplies in the city, opened the side hall and removed the chairs, and let the fainted people lie on the ground.
Although due to the emergence of "specific drugs", they themselves did not show abnormalities other than coma, but it is not a solution for a long time.
In the early morning of Wednesday, Jenkins, who woke up from bed, stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a long time, stretched his hands forward and touched his cat.
After sitting up, I saw the other side of the room, two young nuns came in at some point, with a plate in one hand, a hot water basin in the other, and a towel on their arm.
"I'll do it myself."
The tone was very embarrassing, and the nuns and ladies also laughed.
After breakfast, I changed into an ordinary gray priest robe and got busy. If you're looking for something to do, there's never a shortage of things to do in the church.
Temporarily assigned the porting job, the chocolate stayed in the dining room and refused to come out, so he could only walk towards the side hall alone with a pot of gruel.
Tilting his head and looking at the oil paintings on the wall, the decoration style of the church tends to be serious, and most of the paintings are religious in nature.
But walking without looking ahead is a very dangerous behavior. As soon as I came to the corner, I heard a scream, and then I felt that I had bumped into someone.
"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry, sir."
The girl was even more flustered than Jenkins. The stack of towels she was holding fell on the floor. She didn't even dare to look at Jenkins' face, and just apologized blindly.
The little flower girl looks much better than the last time she met. The clothes on him were obviously the wrong size, but at least they looked warm without the patches.
On the right sleeve, a holy emblem was embroidered crookedly, which should have been done by herself.
"Oh, it's you, it's okay."
Trying to put on a kind expression, the girl raised her head when she heard the voice. There was a few seconds of confusion in the eyes, and then it turned into surprise:
"Oh, sir, it's you! Good morning!"
"Good morning!"
Smiling and nodding, I felt that I was not suitable for this kind of expression.
"It's such an honor to meet you here. Thank you sir... oh sir..."
The immature voice combined with the incoherent appearance is indeed a bit funny.
The girl has a deep memory of the man in the priest's gown, not only because of the purse sent by the cat, but also because since meeting him, life has miraculously moved towards a better direction.
He was accidentally rescued by the Church of the Sages, received preferential treatment in the church, was even recommended to join the choir, and got permission to continue living in the church after the winter...
The life in the slums made her understand more things, and the occasional hearing in the church also let the girl know that her current life is helped by a kind gentleman.
"Go to work, these days are really busy."
The girl wanted to say something more, but Jenkins cut her off.
"Yes, sir, may the sages bless you."
She strangely drew a holy emblem on her chest.
"May the sage bless you too."
Jenkins, who was holding something, couldn't draw a holy emblem to respond to her, so he could only smile again.
Regardless of the girl's current mood, at least Jenkins believes that being able to talk to her without any psychological barriers has already shown that his "flower girl mental sensitivity" is about to be cured.
Thinking of this, the pace of walking became much lighter.
The girl squatted on the ground, rearranged the scattered white towels, and turned her head to watch the man's figure disappear at the end of the corridor.
"Sir, may God bless you and protect you; may your soul live forever, may you..."
A girl born in a slum is naturally illiterate, and these words were spoken by priests and priests when she lived in the church.
While whispering these words, just as she was about to move forward, she saw a black and white kitten squatting in the middle of the corridor, looking at her with amber eyes.
The face was a little red, and the shy girl was ashamed of what she said just now. But I immediately thought, how could a cat understand human speech
At noon, Miss Bevanna called Jenkins over. This time, she had something important to discuss.
"Get ready, we're going out."
"Oh, ok... where are we going?"
"The baptism ceremony is an ancient tradition. The scribes of the Church of the Sages will undergo a special baptism within half a year of their employment. Your baptism ceremony was originally arranged in the church, but the location was temporarily changed last week. "
She pulled Jenkins out involuntarily, and the carriage was ready.
"Why change..."
"You may have heard about the Penton Winery from Dad. It has now become an evergreen forest overflowing with the spirit of life. This kind of place is the most suitable place for baptism, especially for us I found an excellent location in the forest. Mr. William, you have to understand that the baptism ceremony is not only a symbolic ceremony, but also a transformation of the body. It is the best arrangement to baptize you there. Rest assured, the guards going out are adequate."
There was no room for negotiation on this matter. After Miss Bevanna notified Jenkins, she stuffed him into the carriage parked in the courtyard. The Orb of Life was also taken out of the water, and it was safer to carry the gift on him.
I thought the guard was Miss Bevanna, but when the carriage arrived on the avenue, four more carriages immediately surrounded it. The vision of the Eye of Reality told Jenkins that all of these four carriages were gifted, and the lowest level was 4 class.