"Thank you. I have purchased train tickets for all the trains in the last month. I will probably go to the Kingdom of Cheslan in the south. I hope there will be some peace there."
"Oh, this is my fake address, if you need it, you can send me a letter."
As he said that, Jenkins reached into the inside pocket of his coat, hurriedly tore off a piece of paper from his notebook, and wrote the delivery address provided by the Pig's Head Bar on it.
"To fill in Miss Fabbri."
"Okay, after I settle down in the south, I will also mail my mailing address."
He was not surprised that Jenkins was falsely identified as a woman. Taking off his hat like Jenkins, Mr. Black Cat took a step forward and stretched out his right hand:
"Farewell, my forever friend, Mr. Candle!"
Jenkins also smiled and stretched out his right hand, and shook it:
"Goodbye, I wish you a smooth journey, Mr. Black Cat!"
The two parted on the bridge, and Jenkins stood there with his hands folded, watching Mr. Black Cat walk down the bridge, and his figure disappeared into the distance.
"I hope to hear from him as soon as possible..."
He muttered in a low voice, ready to face his terrible life. Picking up the impatient chocolate that he had been waiting for for a long time, he took out the monocle he touched just now from his pocket. Now he is not surprised at all.
"What's the use of that?"
After playing with it for a while, put it in the body, let it quietly immerse in the spirit, now is not the time to study it.
Leaving from the opposite direction that Mr. Black Cat left, he hesitated at the next intersection. The three directions lead to his home, church and Papa's antique shop respectively.
"Go to the antique store, I hope daddy is there now."
Nolan City was extremely quiet tonight. The old newspapers in the alley were blown up by the wind, and Jenkins grabbed them.
Instead of reading the news, he glanced at the date at the top, which was still the Saturday he disappeared, November 24th.
"It's so new, it should be today's newspaper, right?"
He guessed in his heart, very fortunate that the time flow of that weird place was similar to that of the outside world.
I didn't meet many people on the road, except for avoiding two patrolling policemen in the shadow of the alley, the road was unimpeded. Although he realized later that there was no need for him to avoid the police, after all, he did not use any identity to engage in illegal activities tonight.
If the time of the pocket watch is still correct, then the time to arrive at the antique shop should be around 11:20. Of course, there were no lights in the shop, and back to the street, the old man's residence on the second floor was also dark.
"Isn't it impolite to shout loudly at this late hour?"
Thinking in his heart, he patted Chocolate on the head, and the latter meowed reluctantly:
"Climb there and call Dad out, okay? When I get back, I'll draw you ice cream, vanilla flavored!"
"Meow~"
The cat nodded, but didn't act immediately. It rubbed the tip of its tail against Jenkins' wrist, saw his hand stretched out again, hooked its soft tail with Jenkins' little finger, and jumped off his shoulder in satisfaction.
"Chocolate... is it really refined?"
The cat nimbly climbed the drainage pipe attached to the brick wall on one side of the antique shop to the second floor, and then climbed to the top of the building with the raised decoration on the side.
I don't know where it found the entrance. In short, after a few minutes, the cat's small face appeared behind the glass facing the street.
"Meow~"
It squealed, motioned Jenkins to look over, and shook its head again.
"Is father not there?"
"Meow~"
This probably means agreeing.
He guessed that his father might have reported his disappearance to the church, so he was waiting for news in the church, so he called out the chocolate and set off for the church.
It is very late now, although the time for receiving believers to pray has passed, but the church usually does not close. When he pressed his hat and walked in through the main entrance, the two guards on the side greeted him loudly.
"Doesn't look surprised... the church doesn't know I'm missing?"
He wondered suspiciously, and subconsciously quickened his pace. After passing through the long corridor, I was thinking about where I should look for Miss Bevanna. After all, she never mentioned where she lived. I didn't expect to see Captain Bincy when I turned the corner.
"Ah, great, Jenkins, we just happened to be going to your house to find you. Two knights from the Church of Sun and Justice just came to the church to ask for help. They said they had just encountered a strange situation and were attacked by a unicorn Ha~ I almost thought they were crazy!"
Captain Bincy, far from looking sad, smiled happily.
"Oh, yes. Do you know where Miss Bevanna is going?"
"She's watching the stars from the tower in the east. Last time, the disciples of the sun's reckless actions annoyed her, so I don't want to see them. I'm sorry to bother you so late, but you can treat it a little less thoroughly..."
Asking Captain Bincy to find Miss Bevanna, Jenkins trotted a few steps to the room where Miss Knight and Mr. Cradle were. Their speed is really fast, it seems that after coming out of the strange place, they came here directly.
"This is Mr. Williams, this is Miss Knight, Mr. Cradle, a believer in the great Blazing Sun."
The nun in charge of the reception introduced in a low voice, and Jenkins reached out and shook Mr. Cradle.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Williams, to bother you at such a late hour. You came so quickly."
"It's nothing. I just happened to be a little uneasy tonight, so I wanted to come to the church to pray. This should be a coincidence of fate."
He spoke casually restlessly, and then asked patiently: "Which one is injured, and where is the wound?"
If there is nothing else to do now, he doesn't mind inquiring about the reason why these two people stayed in Nolan during the treatment. But now he was really not in the mood, so he directly called out the Orb of Life to assist in the treatment, let the dense green/breath cover the small wound poked by the unicorn, and then hurriedly left.
The place where I met Miss Bevanna was in the garden behind the church complex. Chocolate still likes the seeds of those fantasy flowers so much, sometimes Jenkins feels that he regards these things as his own, and every time he comes, he is taking care of them.
"Did you see Dad today?"
"Papa Oliver? No, what happened, Jenkins?"
Miss Bevanna wore a slim-fitting women's bomber jacket. Although her age was unknown, this lady's attire was usually close to that of an intellectual adult woman.