Snowflakes fluttered down from the darkness, but none of them fell on Chocolate, whose amber cat eyes were full of mockery.
Whether it was the action of Mr. Alexander walking into the darkness, or the action of Jenkins suddenly fainting, it seemed that neither of them attracted the attention of those two people. Since they appeared, apart from mutual suspicion of each other's identities, they could only cry loudly. howl.
"Meow~"
After meowing softly, the cat gracefully lay on Jenkins' chest, resting its small head on its two front paws and looking into the darkness, while its tail waddled against Jenkins' chin.
The sound of wind and snow filled the world, and only a small bright spot could be seen in the direction of the train. The cat opened its mouth wide and yawned, exposing the tender meat in its mouth. It misses Jenkins' sofa in the living room, the cushion that belongs to it alone.
In fact, Jenkins is not sure whether the projection can be successful in this case. But it seems that this brand new ritual transformed from the God's Descending Ceremony is really powerful, and the whole process has not been hindered.
Here I want to emphasize that although the projection upgraded by Miss Magic can realize double-ended projection, only the party that holds the core of the ceremony—B-07-4-7711 can initiate the ceremony. Therefore, if Miss Miller wants to come to Jenkins Here, then she must inform Jenkins in advance of the time to start the ceremony.
He had no idea where Miss Miller's magnet would be placed at this moment, so when his body fell on the clean wooden floor, he saw Miss Miller sitting on an upholstered chair with a teacup, and Miss Stuart in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror , trying on clothes with Julia's help, he wasn't surprised at all.
Of course, he was a little surprised when he was chased out by Julia yelling afterwards, after all, there was not much time left for him.
"I encountered A-11-02-3046, there are two victims, is there a way?"
He didn't care to explain the reason for his sudden appearance to the other two ladies, and asked Miss Miller directly to make a long story short.
"A-11-02-3046? Why do you always encounter weird things?"
She got up from her chair. "Sorry, Dolores, we have to occupy this room for a while."
"But… "
"Do you have any companions?"
She couldn't help but interrupt Miss Stuart, who was hesitant to speak, and hurriedly asked Jenkins.
"There was a level 6 one, but he's dead. Oh, and the chocolate is still with me."
"Do you have any special items on you?"
"Only my cane, and a necklace that creates black mist. Oh, and that painting..."
The two of you said one sentence to another, exchanging information quickly.
"Then there is no way, pull me over."
"In this way you will be in danger, right?"
Some hesitation.
"Stop wasting time, Jenkins, your time is running out."
"OK."
He hurriedly nodded to Miss Stuart and Julia, as a greeting, and then disappeared into the air as soon as he turned around, while Miss Miller nodded seriously to Miss Stuart, and then her body turned away. Limp to the ground.
"Jenkins?"
Julia froze for a long time before remembering to help the short lady to the chair. She stood up straight and repeated in disbelief. Turning her head to look at her princess again, she thought she would have the same doubts, but she didn't expect an expression of uncontrollable ecstasy on her face.
"Julia, did Alexia just say 'Jenkins'?"
Dolores Stuart walked to the window and looked at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance. She wants to be elegant at all times, so she must not let her maid see her expression at this time.
"Yes."
The maid looked very troubled: "I knew that Poirot must not be his real name, but I didn't expect him to be that William of Norland City. Miss Miller's identity must also be problematic. Your Highness, keeping too close to her, really It is too dangerous. Our previous policy needs to be changed...”
Julia raised her head, only to realize that the third princess was facing away from her. She turned around suddenly, with a smile on her face. Just this word is not enough to describe her current expression.
"Your Highness, you will not..."
Julia stood aside, rubbing her apron with her hands, and asked tentatively: "Even if Mr. Williamette's talent is indeed extraordinary, we must not let our guard down. You just told me a few days ago that the world of the Giver is Very brutal and complicated."
"Yes, but he is Mr. Williams! I knew, yes, you see, just like in those stories, 'he' will always appear by my side inadvertently."
The princess retorted excitedly. Seeing that Julia was still unhappy, she turned around and walked to her side, and pushed her hair behind the ears for the little maid: "Please rest assured, I will naturally have the vigilance that I should have. Regarding their concealment of identity I have to ask about things, but like all the judgments I have made in the past, this time I must still be right."
"But… "
"Don't worry, help me choose a piece of clothing. After a while, Mr. Williams will come back after solving the trick. No, no, I need to be more reserved..."
"I think you should still be sensible enough to know that those two people are probably dangerous people."
The tone of the maid was a little weak, she couldn't deal with a princess in such a state.
"Yes, yes. I understand!"
Dolores slammed open the window and waved her hands towards the deserted courtyard. The snow was carried by the sudden wind and flew into the sky, and was shaped bit by bit by invisible hands. became a statue of a man.
Facing the wind, Miss Stuart looked at the face blushing, and with a wave of her hand, it returned to its original appearance.
"I want to find a good way, which can not only show that I am very angry, but also quietly close the distance between each other."
"You should be angry!"
Julia reminded, and Her Royal Highness pretended not to hear.
"I want to stay sane to understand everything about Mr. William, and let him know that I care about him!"
"Your Highness!"
Julia could only helplessly remind:
"Perhaps the key now is how that gentleman can get rid of that weird thing."
"That's not a problem."
Miss Stuart waved her hand indifferently:
"They must be able to think that as long as they use any mysterious special flame to destroy the snowfield environment on a large scale, they can temporarily disperse A-11-02-3046. After that, they only need to find the bestower who can distinguish the spirit body or Props, this matter is settled. Quickly help me to think about how we should handle our relationship with Mr. Williamette and Miss Miller, which is very important... "