It was time to leave. According to etiquette, Jenkins said goodbye to the members of the Hesha family one by one in the front hall. It was only then that I noticed that the young girl who had been sitting at the end of the table and had been silent all this time was also here.
No one told Jenkins who this was, presumably they were relatives or something.
She looked haggard and not in good spirits, and kept her head down when everyone was talking.
"Who is this… "
It was the girl's turn to shake hands with Jenkins, and Jenkins asked Hathaway with a smile.
The red-haired girl's face immediately showed surprise, as if she had suddenly discovered that Jenkins was actually a mature curly-haired baboon.
"You noticed her... I mean, it's my cousin. Jane... Marianna Francis."
Hathaway's expression was very strange, and it could even be said to be very frightened. Jenkins didn't understand what was going on, and looked at Countess Hesha again, she nodded in a daze:
"Yes, this is my sister's daughter, living here temporarily."
This appearance is basically controlled by extraordinary power.
Jenkins looked at Hathaway again, and she blinked in a panic, which should mean not to ask more questions.
"Who is this? Hathaway even wants to control her mother to admit her identity."
He suspected that Hathaway had been threatened, but the haggard girl who didn't say a word was just an ordinary person, and it was impossible for the Eye of Reality to be ineffective at such a close distance.
"I have already encountered the unlucky incident of illegal sacrifice today, and there should be no more unlucky... Speaking of which, the church should have found it there. I hope that John who is lying in the forest farm will not catch a cold."
Thinking of this, he stretched out his right hand to the girl, "Then goodbye, Miss Francis."
"Goodbye, Lord Williamette."
Her voice is crisp and clear, a voice that is naturally suitable for singing. Although his appearance was unremarkable, it unexpectedly made Jenkins feel kind. He felt more and more that this was just an ordinary girl, so he thanked the earl's family for the invitation, and made an appointment with Hathaway to discuss the creation of the opera, and then boarded the carriage and went back.
Seeing the back of the carriage leaving, Hathaway secretly glanced at Miss Francis, who shook her head slightly. She didn't open her mouth, the voice appeared directly in Hathaway's mind:
"A very interesting man indeed."
It was still cloudy when I talked with the count, but when I went out, I found two full moons hanging in the night sky, and the sky was clear for a long time. But even so, there are still some dark clouds in the distance, and I don't know when they will float over again.
The installation of the gas stove in Nolan City is progressing very quickly. When passing the intersection of Minnes Pedestrian Street, Jenkins even saw a row of street light poles that have been erected. Although it has not been used yet, it will not delay for a week at the latest.
The carriage sent Jenkins to the intersection of the street and left. When he took out the key to open the door, he was surprised to find a black carriage parked in front of the widow next door. The carriage completely blocked the fence gate leading to the garden, and I don't know what the coachman thought.
"Isn't today the expected date of delivery? No, when I saw it a few days ago, it was only about five months old."
After entering the door, he realized that his worries were unnecessary. The chocolate did not destroy the kitchen. When he opened the door, he was lying on the floor mat very well, next to Jenkins' slippers.
Seeing Jenkins looking down at it, the cat stood up and let out an obedient cry, then slipped behind its legs and gently rubbed its body against Jenkins' trousers.
"So cute?"
It is rare to see chocolate showing such an appearance. Jenkins squatted down suspiciously and scratched its chin with his right index finger. The cat immediately raised its head with narrowed eyes and made a meowing sound.
"What exactly did you do?"
The more this happened, the more worried Jenkins was. After putting his coat on the hanger, he hurried to the basement wearing slippers and a white shirt, and moved all the items hidden in the cubicle to the living room.
After careful inspection, nothing was missing, and there were no traces of cat teeth marks.
"Maybe I really think too much."
He sighed, leaned on the back of the sofa, swung the flame with his right hand, and lit the fireplace with a bang.
"Would you like something to eat?"
He asked his cat, who immediately started rubbing against his right hand, which meant sweets.
Jenkins didn't relax until Chocolate obediently stood on the table and licked the food in the bowl. He carefully recalled what happened this afternoon and this evening, confirmed that there were no loopholes, and began to prepare again, a speech after the church came.
If something happened to John, the church would definitely come to inform him, so tonight would probably be another sleepless night.
While weaving a lie, his eyes unconsciously looked at the items on the table. Swiping across the shadowless lamp, the Ouija board came into view, and Jenkins had an interesting idea:
"Will anyone die near this house before? Before I moved here, I didn't inquire about the neighborhood."
Thinking of this, I became curious, and happened to have nothing to do now, so I put those small statues in the groove, and then casually put my fingers on the plank.
Chocolate's eyes were aimed at the direction of the door, and the pocket watch chain in the coat pocket was vibrating at an astonishing frequency.
"Respond to my call, the soul floating in the void!"
He whispered, in the next second, he mistakenly thought that the street where he lived had never died, because nothing happened.
But after that moment, his heart started beating crazily as if he had received an electric shock, and a strong suction force emerged from his fingertips, absorbing almost half of Jenkins' spirit and throwing it into the Ouija board.
His arm bounced like a spring, and he shrank back, while the Ouija board on the table began to emit choking white smoke.
First of all, the four statues disintegrated into pieces under the high-frequency vibration, and then saw blood-like liquid flowing out from the cluster of decorative tombstones.
The densely packed names began to become blurred, and the two weird smiling and crying faces in the upper left and upper right corners of the Ouija board also changed into wailing horror faces.
The blood flowed over the table and onto the carpet, and then the board bounced quickly on the table. A few seconds later, cracks appeared from the very center and spread to the entire surface like a spider web.
It seemed to hear a sharp howl, and it shattered completely amidst a soft bang.
The man was squatting on the sofa, and the cat was squatting at the corner of the table. The former was breathing heavily, while the latter narrowed his eyes.
Jenkins felt his heart beating fast again, because a golden eye-like eye suddenly flew out from the pile of wood fragments whose original appearance could not be distinguished.