"have they gone?"
Jenkins, whose body was stiff, looked at the swaying fire in front of him, and sighed softly. The spirit of over-concentration just now relaxed, followed by a sense of sleepiness like a tide.
He didn't even have time to check the condition of the chocolate, he just turned back the fire in the fireplace, and he fell asleep with his head drooping.
A few seconds later, Chocolat stood up again, went to the window and looked out, and saw dozens of carriages from different churches coming quickly from the corner of the street before returning to the sofa. It sat comfortably on Jenkins' lap, opened its mouth to show its teeth, and yawned big.
The light outside the window shone on Chocolate's beautiful hair, showing a softer color.
When consciousness became clear again, Jenkins didn't open his eyes immediately. After coming to this world, he formed a bad habit, that is, whenever he wakes up from a coma or sleeping state, his first reaction is to recall what happened before he closed his eyes.
Those who live tremblingly must be careful in everything, this is very necessary.
"Yes, I remembered, the scary thing next door retreated on its own initiative."
Thinking of this, I opened my eyes naturally, and the voice of my father came to my ears immediately:
"Unfamiliar ceiling."
This is definitely revenge for the last time.
When I woke up, it was already the next day, which was noon on Monday. This time the ceiling is no stranger, as Jenkins has awakened here many times before.
Only Papa and Chocolate were in the room, and when the cat saw Jenkins wake up, it got up from the pillow, purred softly, jumped on the windowsill, and slipped out of the room.
The two did not rush to talk about things, but asked the nuns to prepare the lunch. During this period, Jenkins said nothing, seemingly with a heavy heart, but in fact he was weaving new lies.
"So, how much do you remember about last night?"
After lunch, Miss Bevanna also appeared in the room, accompanied by the Keeper. But the latter did not intend to participate in the conversation, but just sat at the table with a pen, as if acting as a recorder.
"When I woke up yesterday, it was already noon..."
The soft winter sun poured in from the window/, and fell on the profile of Jenkins. Today's weather is good, it is a suitable day for going out. After days of foggy days, even the temperature has warmed up a bit. The warm wind blowing on the face makes people feel itchy.
His narration started when he opened his eyes yesterday, and described in detail the meeting with John and Earl Hessa's dinner.
When talking about John, Miss Bevanna obviously wanted to interrupt him and say something, but was stopped by her father; and although the earl's agreement had nothing to do with the night's affairs, everyone still listened carefully.
The focus is on things after returning home at night. Jenkins lowered his eyes subconsciously, making it impossible to judge emotions from his eyes:
"When I got home I played with chocolate for a while, then sat on the couch to prepare for next Wednesday's evening class. Then..."
He tried hard to make an incomprehensible expression: "I feel it. I sensed a huge, weird and terrifying thing suddenly appeared outside the window behind me. Huge does not refer to volume, but an indescribable feeling. I I can't describe what it is, and I don't even dare to use my spirit to perceive it. It's like... It's like when human beings face the abyss, they will subconsciously have great fear, yes, that's it!"
Miss Bevanna turned her head to look at her father, but his father didn't show any expression.
"I sat there and didn't dare to move, and the thing behind me didn't want to move. Ten minutes passed like this. Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time. It disappeared suddenly, and I couldn't hold it anymore. past."
"The church noticed the strange situation there, and led a large number of givers to arrive. I think this is why he left."
Miss Bevanna explained.
"Him?"
This word specifically refers to some indescribable existences, which can refer to both gods and monsters that cannot even be mentioned by name.
"Yes, son of the evil god of New Truman City, you should still remember?"
asked Miss Bevanna.
"Yes."
It seems to be about the same as Jenkins guessed.
"After we found you, we searched the house next to you. There were very strong and chaotic energy fluctuations. We found a woman with her abdomen cut open in the bedroom on the second floor..."
"Is that Mrs. Margaret?"
Jenkins asked quietly.
"Yes, if the record is correct, then she should be your neighbor... Of course, she also belongs to the House of Witches. After verification by the two knights of the Church of the Sun and Justice, there will be nothing wrong with it."
Everyone in the room fell silent. Jenkins looked out of the window, and he could still see the thick black smoke column in the distance. The gray sky would return soon.
"So, the son of the false god Void Beholder was born into this world through the belly of the witch?"
"Yes."
Miss Bevanna agreed, glanced out of the window, and said in a low voice:
"The current view is that the witches hope to obtain the revelation of becoming a god through this method. I don't think you should have forgotten what they believe in."
Jenkins gasped, never expecting the group of women to have such guts.
"We also discovered this at the same time."
As Miss Bevanna said, she picked up a dagger with a leather sheath on a white cloth from the table behind her. A beautiful red gem is inlaid on the scabbard, and a regular hexagonal pattern is outlined with gold wire around the gem.
"This is B-02-2-9032, the Disintegrator's scalpel, the one that Shelley Howell lost."
Miss Bevanna didn't pull out the dagger, because everyone could feel the weird feeling emanating from the dagger. It is clearly a well-shaped dagger, but to the naked eye, it looks like an extremely chaotic pattern, which makes people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.
This feeling of chaos and madness was familiar to Jenkins, and it was in the neighbor's house last night.
"The scabbard is also a special item, which we borrowed from [Starry Sky and Equilibrium Church], B-03-5-2931, the scabbard of the sealer, which is specially used to seal special items in the shape of daggers or swords. This dagger should It was used to cut the umbilical cord, it was contaminated with the blood of the son of the evil god, and it also changed itself, and it was an ominous change."