"Mr. Candle, are you all right?"
The night wind on the shoal was very strong. Seeing that Jenkins was trembling constantly, Mr. Hood asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's just a little cold, it will be fine soon."
As he spoke, a faint red flame could be seen burning at the neckline and cuffs. The corner of Mr. Hood's mouth trembled, but he didn't continue to ask.
Flying high in such weather proved to be far from a reliable option. Unicorns and chocolates are hardy, but Jenkins doesn't have that knack. Although relying on the unquenchable fire to survive, Jenkins vowed that he would never do such a thing to save time in the future.
Before the others appeared, Jenkins walked over to Mr. Hood and had a chat with him. Mr. Hood was very moved by the lights on the other side of the river, and he praised in an admiring tone:
"Although gas lamps have been invented, I didn't realize the greatness of steam power until I saw this scene. Mr. Candle, I think there will be a day in the future when the city will be lit all night, and there will be no difference between night and day."
"I also think there will be such a day... I just don't know if the great Godless Moon with the priesthood of [Dark Night] will accept that day. Oh, I see, I won't talk about things related to gods anymore."
With the departure of Mr. Black Cat, only Mr. Hood's party was left with himself, Jenkins, Miss Magic, Hathaway and Mr. White Cat. On a summer night, Jenkins, who was ignorant and terrified of everything, accidentally broke into it and became the sixth person at the party. On a winter night, the new sixth person was introduced by Miss Magic, who said she was someone she had known for a long time. friend.
It was a fifth-level benefactor who used a female voice and was somewhat thin. He called himself "Mr. Silver Flute" according to the convention of not distinguishing between men and women at gatherings. Her soul emblem is actually the same as Jenkins himself, a rare life-based green color. It is a soaring bird, which looks very similar to the shape of a peace dove.
"I'd take the liberty to ask, are you proficient in healing abilities?"
Mr. Hood asked cautiously.
"Yes."
The woman answered simply.
This caused excitement among all, and no one would refuse to make such a friend.
After everyone arrived, everyone moved to the side of the bridge to start the party. Both Miss Magic and Jenkins summoned light ball lighting, and the road on the river beach was not easy to walk on.
Jenkins was worried that homeless people would spend the night in the bridge opening, but in fact there was no one there. This probably has something to do with the location of the bridge hole. The biting cold wind howls through here, and the weaker body can't stand for a long time.
There was a noise in the distance, and I don't know what happened. The six people stood in a circle, and it was still Mr. Hood who made the opening remarks.
"Hi everyone, long time no see, and welcome our new friends. A lot of things have really happened in Nolan City this month. I noticed that I seemed to say something similar when we met last time. Ha, no more Waste of everyone's time, this damn weather is terrible."
He coughed and signaled everyone to listen carefully.
"There are so many dangerous things that have happened recently, I don't even know which one to start with. Then let's talk about some things that may endanger our safety. There is a new alien crisis in Nolan City, and the legendary vampire The race has reappeared in the physical world."
Seeing that no one else responded, I probably guessed that everyone has heard of this event that caused a storm in the city, so I added:
"Do you remember the night of the blood moon? I got quite reliable news. It was a strange celestial phenomenon caused by three pure-blooded vampires in order to launch a myth. That night, the Orthodox Church had a fierce battle with them." , I even heard that believers of the new gods have appeared."
"Which New God believer appeared?"
Apparently, Miss Magic hasn't heard about it yet.
"The twin demon, he defeated a vampire head-on, and... Uncertain information shows that he was riding a unicorn."
Mr. Hood said and shrugged: "It's interesting, isn't it?"
"Him? A unicorn?"
The new Miss Silver Flute asked that in the common language, men and women pronounce titles differently. This new friend noticed that Mr. Hood used the male third person.
"Yeah, that's what's coming out of the church. I don't really know how much of it is true, but at least unicorns definitely exist."
Jenkins felt the masked Miss Magic looking at him secretly, wondering if it was an illusion.
"That's my news. Recently, everyone must be careful with strangers, especially strangers without shadows."
They looked at the new Miss Yindi in unanimous eyes, and her shadow was clearly visible under the light of the ball of light.
A laugh came from under the hood of Miss Silver Flute:
"Being cautious is also necessary. I don't mind this. In fact, I also grew up in Nolan City, and I know very well the habits of the bestowers living in this city."
Just listen to this kind of words, someone in the party still claims that he is from a distant city and is a foreigner... This does not seem to be a lie.
"Then it's up to me for the second piece of news. Well, my news is that the recent closure of St George's Street near the Docklands is definitely not about a simple plumbing fault."
The appearance of the son of the evil god in the city was too frightening, so the church did not disclose the slightest news. It is already quite astonishing that Miss Yindi can know this.
"I've heard that St. George's Street is blocked, but what exactly is the reason?"
Hathaway, code-named Bailing, asked.
"Sorry, I didn't know. In fact, my friend discovered that a large number of Orthodox Church combat teams had gone there one night, and the entire street was blocked the next day, and even the residents had to temporarily relocate go elsewhere."
Miss Yindi paused and added:
"I'm also curious about what the church discovered during the dangerous period when vampires were infested, so that it mobilized so many people. If anyone has specific information, I can spend money to buy it."
But no one spoke, and Jenkins wouldn't say anything about it over there. Not only worried about causing panic, but also worried that Hathaway, who knew the truth, would go to the antique shop early tomorrow morning to ask about his safety.
"My friend who lives on St. George's Street is also a giver."
Hathaway said with some concern: "But he told me that it is indeed normal pipeline maintenance, and the city hall has issued a considerable amount of compensation to each household, which is enough for any household in the urban area. Location to rent an apartment for the winter.”
PS: The inter-post function will be restored, looking forward to it.