The moon was covered by a dark cloud that appeared at an unknown time, making the cat's eyes seem to be glowing.
"Meow~"
It meowed again, but the kitten's voice was very small, and the meow was a normal sound under the urban night sky.
After the chocolate was called, he walked a few steps along the street, and finally stopped at the house of Jenkins' neighbor, the widow Mrs. Margaret.
The pregnant widow hadn't lived here since Jenkins left Nolan, so there were no lights in the house late at night.
The cat blended into the night like a shadow, passed through the yard and the door and entered the house.
When it moved here, it had visited the house with Jenkins, but it just stood on the front steps and did not enter. But Chocolate is quite familiar with the structure of this kind of house, so he found his target, which is the basement of the house, without any effort.
Unlike Jenkins, who used the basement as a storage room and dispensing laboratory, the basement of Widow Margaret's house is much empty. Only the chocolate amber eyes glowed in the small dark space, and in its eyes, the basement was empty.
"Meow~"
He raised his right front paw and fiddled with the air, a group of black chains that looked like spider webs appeared in the air for a second, and then began to untie the blockage automatically.
After the rattling sound of chains moving, the environment in the basement completely changed. At the very center are some human bones framed together. Green flames are burning on the bones. A black cauldron is suspended directly above the flames with chains. The flames are shaking and licking the bottom of the pot. Brown/bubbles come out of the pot one by one. The surface of the body exploded.
Around the pot, a circle of glowing runes was carved on the flat ground. And in the gap between this circle of runes, a tormented white bone was chained to the ground, occasionally struggling suddenly.
"Meow~"
There seemed to be invisible steps in the air. Chocolate stepped on them and flew to the top of the black pot, and curiously poked his head towards the pot.
He took a sharp breath, then coughed frantically:
"Cough, click..."
It retreated to the wall in disgust, and waved its little paw again as before, everything in front of it disappeared.
Returning to the ground again, leaving some paw prints on the wall that were not easy to be found, and climbing up to the second floor through the stairs, stood by the bedroom window and glanced at Jenkins' house, and then returned to Jenkins's house without nostalgia. house. The man was still sleeping quietly on the carpet, with a slight smile on his face.
The cat gently stroked his face with its tail, and lay down on its own soft cushion. She squinted her eyes and looked at him secretly for a few seconds, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.
The world will continue without anyone, and the same goes for Nolan City. During the period when Jenkins left Nolan, the citizens of Nolan City were still carrying on their own lives, and the benefactors living in this city would not live a peaceful life because of the departure of a troublesome vortex.
It's the 22nd of this month when I return to the long-lost Thursday of Papa's antique shop, time always flies so fast.
"I'm back!"
He pushed open the door violently, and opened his arms with a smile on his face, wanting to surprise his father.
"Oh~"
Dad waved at him impatiently, meaning he heard it, but he didn't even lift his head.
"Hurry up and work when you come back, and tidy up the shelves over there."
"Yes, sir!"
Jenkins didn't care about his father's indifference, he was obviously busy with important things. Anyway, as long as he returns to his familiar environment, Jenkins is already very satisfied.
The fire in the fireplace was burning as before, and the rocking chair in front of the fireplace seemed to be in the same place, but the goods on the shelves looked a little strange. It seemed that the antique shop had made several big deals during the week of leaving.
It wasn't until near noon that the old man put down the ancient book that seemed to be falling apart in his hand, put it carefully in the box, and began to talk to Jenkins.
"Welcome back, Jenkins, you are my pride!"
His mood now is the same as Jenkins's a few hours ago: "How is the journey going?"
"It went well, and I also met a friend."
There's no need to talk to Papa about the monster and Mr. Alexander when he returned to the city, because he can't explain how he escaped.
luck? No, no, this kind of excuse has been used too much, and it will be difficult to explain it like this in the future. After all, the Fate Hermit doesn't always fall in love with the same person.
"You should still remember going to church in the afternoon. The bishop has been waiting for a long time. He is in good spirits recently, and I don't know what's wrong..."
"I remember, oh, here's a souvenir for you."
He walked from the shelf to the counter with a small brush, and pushed the package next to the chocolates to Dad.
The old man adjusted his glasses, picked up the small package and weighed it:
"Let me guess, socks? Or scarves?"
"It's a scarf."
"Oh, you are still the same as before."
Dad laughed.
Within a week of leaving this city, the most important thing that happened here was not the end of the incident on the 31st, nor was it the follow-up treatment of the Great Plague, but another matter that affected the entire continent.
This matter was also told by the father to Jenkins. The topic of the two started from the street lamps in Belduran City, and then moved to the rumor that the city also wanted to install gas street lights, and then the father brought up the gifter and the carriage that happened last night. husband's death.
Speaking of this, he just patted his head and thought of an important thing.
"Yes, there is something I want to tell you. It was only passed from the Holy See to the Diocese of Nolan on Tuesday afternoon, and you probably haven't heard of it yet."
As he spoke, he dropped the Silence Charm on the floor beside him.
"You should have heard of the frequent midnight murders in the past six months, right?"
"Yes."
It was also discussed with businessman Suarez Rodriguez when he was at Beldyran, but there was no firm conclusion at that time.
"So, is there really a lunatic attempting to perform a sacrificial ceremony involving the entire continent?"
"No, no, it's simpler than you think, it involves a weird thing."
Chocolate's cat ears wobbled.
"It was actually a night watchman from [Lightless Moon] who learned about this. He belongs to the Samor Parish of Chadgore County in the Kingdom of Cheslan. Earlier last week, the lucky man and his companion We found a midnight killer operating in the area. The killer is very powerful...”
"What is the level of the bestower?"
"Oh, don't interrupt Dad at will!"