Unless there are special circumstances, such as Miss Lindsay who actively channeled psychics, ordinary people cannot see evil spirits. Therefore, Mr. Nellie couldn't fully feel what was around him. After the incident, he just told Jenkins that he suddenly felt relieved, but he couldn't tell what was going on.
He needs a few days to find out if Jenkins' method works. But again and again:
"Baron William, please don't say what happened today..."
"Assure God, sir."
Jenkins raised a hand and said.
It was almost evening when we left the hotel. With nothing to do, Jenkins went to the dessert shop to buy a small cake to celebrate his lucky day, and Chocolate welcomed it. And when he returned to St. George's Avenue with the small box, and was wary of the chocolate that wanted to crawl down his arm from time to time, he looked up and found a carriage parked in front of his house.
This is not a public carriage, but a private carriage with horses and luxurious carriages. The surface of the carriage was painted with a beautiful glossy white paint, and the coat of arms representing the family was painted under the windows.
"The Hesha family? Hathaway came to see me... Why did she take such a carriage? Didn't she always mind being in contact with me on the surface?"
Walking forward quickly, it turned out that Hathaway had come to visit him.
Following the carriage were two maids and a coachman hired by Hesha's family. He belonged to the kind of person with a fierce face, and Jenkins even suspected that he was a veteran that Earl Hessa got directly from the army.
"Sorry, it took me so long to discuss business with my friend just now."
"It's okay, it didn't take long."
As she spoke, she signaled Jenkins with her eyes to speak carefully, and Jenkins nodded slightly.
This time, it was Hathaway Hessa, the daughter of the earl, who appeared in Jenkins' home, not the illegal gifter or the lover of a noble girl. All her actions are so decent, and her smile is perfect.
This was a formal visit, and the reason for the visit was to invite Jenkins to attend a dinner at the earl's house on Sunday night.
"A family dinner, isn't it the kind where you invite a lot of friends?"
Jenkins asked.
Hathaway blinked, and her beautiful eyelashes were shaking: "Yes, can I?"
The man stroked the invitation with his hand, "Of course, it's my honor, of course it's no problem."
He didn't realize what this meant, but at least he believed that Hathaway would not murder him.
The noble girl who came to visit left quickly, and the maid hired by Jenkins arrived almost immediately. He ate his supper and struggled with the chocolate for a while before giving it a quarter of the cake, and then the cat went to play with the Life Orb in front of the fire while Jenkins sat on the couch looking at the earrings he'd gotten in the afternoon.
At eight o'clock, the bell hanging on the fence gate outside the yard rang.
"I just guessed that you would definitely come again in the evening. It should be inconvenient to say some things in the afternoon."
Pushing open the door to let the red-haired lady in, she looked a bit embarrassed:
"Sorry, I came to visit rashly just now."
"It's okay, I've already said, you can visit me anytime."
There are some messy things on the small table in front of the fireplace, among them are the straw paper with mathematical formulas written on it, and there are half cat paw prints printed on the chocolate because of accidentally stepping on the ink. On the wooden tray was a bunch of grapes, taken from Mr. Hunter's fruit bowl today.
"You can sit wherever you want, without restraint."
He hung Hathaway's coat and hat on the hooks in the hall, and then went to the kitchen to prepare tea.
"Don't bother."
Hathaway stopped him, and the two sat down together.
"The clothes are beautiful."
"While I tell you it works, it's not necessary to say it every time."
As Hathaway spoke, she caught a glimpse of Chocolate in front of the fireplace staring at her. The cat's eyes didn't look like cats, but more like humans with extremely high intelligence.
"Has chocolate been smart again lately?"
She also knew that Jenkins' cat drank the extraordinary potion, so it was still growing rapidly.
"Yes, that's true. It can find the food I hide in the kitchen every time, and its sense of smell is obviously more obvious than the growth of wisdom."
The cat's paws scraped the carpet.
"What were you doing just now?"
Before the formal topic begins, there are customary pleasantries.
"I got a special item in the afternoon, and I'm studying its specific function."
As he said that, he picked up the diamond earrings that were casually placed on the table just now, and handed them to Hathaway.
"This is it."
Hathaway looked like Jenkins met a ghost.
"Are you sure this is a special item of the ABC series, not an item blessed through rituals?"
"Of course, I'm sure it's a B-type [Supernatural]! Because I know its origin, I can be sure that it's not very malicious towards human beings. I tried to put it on my ear just now, but it didn't have any effect... Could it be that kind of thing?" Items that are only effective for special groups of people?"
Listening to Jenkins' words, Hathaway looked down at the earrings lying in her palm.
"Would you like to try it?"
he suggested.
"May I?"
"I think we can omit these unnutritious conversations."
The woman in front of the fireplace immediately cast a reproachful look, but she knew Jenkins' character, so it was not surprising that he would say such a thing.
"very beautiful."
After the woman put it on, Jenkins commented.
"As I said just now, you don't have to..."
"No, Hathaway, this is not polite, I am indeed expressing my opinion."
Hearing this, the red-haired lady blushed a little. She raised her hand to touch the ornaments on her ears, and at the same time covered half of her face.
Chocolate, wagging her tail, lay on Jenkins' lap and let him stroke her. Occasionally, he opened his eyes to look at Hathaway, but he didn't express anything.
"I think I see what it does."
"What is it?"
"Maybe you didn't notice, but when you wear the studs, once you focus, the sound of the direction of the mental focus will become extraordinarily clear."
With a sideways delicate face, he took off the jewelry and handed it back to Jenkins, but Jenkins didn't take it.
"Then, let's keep this item with you first, I won't go out with such conspicuous earrings, it's really shameful!"
Jenkins just put the thing next to his ear just now, because he has never had his ears pierced and does not plan to do so, which is probably why he did not find the correct usage.