Probably because the power of the monster itself affected the space structure, causing the summoning from the different space to no longer work, but after it was kicked to death by the horseshoe, this was not a problem.
In short, after confirming that all the people who saw his face were dead, and checking that John was in good condition, Jenkins rode a unicorn and flew towards the horizon in the last ray of sunset. The mist in the black mist necklace filled the air The whole body blocks the line of sight from the ground, after all, it is necessary at night. He covered his right arm with his left hand, and the light green smoke kept oozing out. It was too tightly entangled with the monster just now, and the horse's hoof easily injured his body by mistake, but fortunately, with continuous repairs, the black monster died first.
After the head was trampled like a patty, its body scattered into black smoke and dust, and Jenkins only found a few tiny black crystals in the dust. He knew this thing, it was the crystallization of the shadow spirit, and it was called [Shadow Dust] in this era.
Fortunately, the reaction is quick, otherwise it will enter the cat's mouth of chocolate again.
Looking at the city border that appeared below, I feel a little heavy in my heart:
"I'm afraid that Mr. Twin Demon will take another big pot on his back."
(chocolate sleep... )
Hathaway was sitting in the carriage, quietly looking at the house belonging to Jenkins on St. George Street through the window. She got here a little early, but Jenkins wasn't home.
Suspecting that the work at Papa's antique shop might be delayed, she asked the driver to stop at the street corner and wait quietly. Seeing that the appointed time was coming, but Jenkins still did not show up, the girl tapped her fingers twice on the soft cushion, stepped on high heels, bent down with her skirt in her hand, got out of the carriage, and walked across the street towards Jenkins' house.
She passed the pregnant lady Margaret, not noticing that the lady was walking with her eyes closed. Standing in front of the gate, with no fire in the house and no sound from outside, the cat rushed out to claim his territory.
"Where did you go?"
In Hathaway's impression, Jenkins is not a person who is not punctual. On the contrary, before she arrived here, she thought that Jenkins would wait at home all afternoon.
"Why don't you go to Papa's antique shop?"
Thinking in my heart, I suddenly heard a voice from above my head. Before he raised his head to check the situation, he saw the man falling from the sky and landed in the yard. He was lying on the ground in a very indecent posture, just like a cat-like creature when it fell from a height. .
"you… "
"come on in!"
Jenkins patted the dirt on his body and stood up, released the chocolate in his arms, opened the fence door and stretched out his hand to pull Hathaway into the house.
Covering the unicorn with black mist is very effective against dark skies, but not so useful once you're low in the air. Jenkins could only rely on his undead body to jump from a suitable angle, and only halfway through the jump did he realize that he still had [The Grace of a Cat], and his body instinctively assumed the most suitable posture for landing.
He had to distance himself from the identity of the "twin devil", so he had to prove that after he left John, the order of action was going back to the city-banquet, instead of dueling with the monster in the sunset-going back to the city-banquet.
Therefore, we must find a way to make up for the lost time. Naturally, flying back on a unicorn is fast enough, and no one sees him coming back from outside the city. , I was afraid of being seen by ordinary people, so I took the path where there were no one.”
At this pace, just by going to the dinner party, there will be hundreds of people who can prove that he doesn't have time to blow up churches in the sunset.
But there is still a loophole.
"I didn't fall from the sky just now, but I kept changing clothes in the house, so I didn't notice you."
He pulled Hathaway closer to the hall, and then explained nervously.
"I see."
Although she didn't know what happened, the red-haired girl nodded. She noticed that Jenkins' black trench coat was covered in dirt and even some blood. His hair was disheveled as if blown by a typhoon in Nolan City in summer, and what was casually thrown on the shoe rack was a pistol and some shiny bullet casings.
She didn't ask the man if he could show up for the dinner because she knew Jenkins would say something incomprehensible.
The man explained a few words, then went down the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor to change, leaving only Chocolate and Hathaway in the living room.
"Did Jenkins tell you, I'm sorry I can't take you with me for a while."
She whispered, knowing that the creature in front of her could understand Common Tongue.
Chocolate glanced at her, ignored her, and returned to the soft cushion she used to sleep with graceful cat steps.
Jenkins quickly washed his hair and put on his best suit. After unskillfully arranging his bow tie in front of the mirror, he went down the stairs.
"How about it?"
he asked standing on the stairs.
"very handsome."
Hathaway looked up at him with a chuckle on her face: "Then, may I ask this handsome gentleman, if I have the honor to invite you to the dinner tonight."
"sure."
He tried his best to forget what happened just now, and told himself in his heart not to show anything.
Regarding the purpose of this invitation, Hathaway told Jenkins without any concealment. This is quite a smart approach, and it also shows that she knows Jenkins quite well.
"In other words, I just need to participate, without making any promises?"
As expected, Jenkins did not have any strange expression on his face. He had already guessed that such a day would be used as a shield by Hathaway or Miss Michael.
"Yes."
The woman couldn't describe how she felt because even she thought it was an extremely stupid idea.
Also, she doesn't know what she wants.
Looking at Jenkins who was sitting across from him, looking up at the lamppost erected on the street, Miss Mihail seemed to appear in front of her eyes.
"Am I a person who likes to cheat feelings?"
she asked herself.
Countless crazy people have been born in this crazy era, and there has always been very little loyalty among the nobles. But loyalty to feelings is Hathaway's principle. Even if she knows that her heart is swinging left and right, she will never cross a certain line.
"If I had met this man first..."
She felt that she was a little crazy tonight, so she raised her right hand and subconsciously touched her ear. There was a diamond stud earring that Jenkins had given her to keep temporarily.
The stud earrings flickered and reflected the faint light source in the car, and flickered alone with a not brilliant, but very firm light.