For a man who does not have a lot of life experience, inquiring about the real aristocratic life from the two ladies is also a necessary step to perfect the script. The cooperation of the three is very happy, at least on the surface for the time being.
The funeral of Mr. Benz was held in the early morning of Sunday. There is a special cemetery for the benefactors of the church. Facing the first ray of rising sun, Jenkins and Mr. Benz’s friends each grabbed a handful of soil and threw it into the graveyard. Put it on the coffin in the deep pit.
The pit was filled bit by bit, and while the coffin disappeared from sight, the determination to avenge this gentleman also appeared in his heart.
For whatever reason, no matter who he was, Jenkins had to kill the remaining two vampires and take the mirror.
Because of the recent busy work, most people left without staying after the funeral. Only idlers like Jenkins are still wandering around the cemetery. Dad just met an acquaintance he hadn't seen for a long time to chat aside, and told Jenkins to wait a while, and they will return to the city together.
The last time I attended a funeral was the funeral of Mr. Augustus, and going back further up was the funeral of Mr. Pisco.
Jenkins has always suspected that the life-span businessman he met at Mr. Pisco's funeral was also arranged by the gentleman before his death. Even the many chances of the ability of [Undead] may have a connection with him.
But Mr. Pisco is dead, and those questions will never be answered.
The air outside the city is always better than that in the city. Although it is difficult to hear the birdsong in the early morning of winter, it is also a pleasant thing to look at the distant scenery while stepping on the snow.
A dead wood branch protruded from the snow. Jenkins wanted to direct Chocolate to break it off, but the cat would never leave Jenkins' shoulder.
He didn't mind either, he stepped forward and gently slid the surface of the wooden branch with his palm filled with green breath. A few seconds later, the dead tree is in spring, buds emerge, and flowers bloom.
After hesitating for a while, he still picked off the flower that looked like it was about to drip. Before he could put it under his nose and sniff it, he heard a brisk laughter behind him.
Turning his head, a brunette girl who was not as tall as Jenkins' waist was wearing a thick cotton coat like a penguin, and looked at him not far away with her hands behind her back.
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"Level 0 Gifter... Is this a child in the church?"
Although I didn't know the girl, but there were more than 20 scribes not far away, so no matter how I thought about it, they couldn't be heretics who sneaked here. Moreover, Jenkins has an inexplicable intimacy with the girl in front of him, which makes him unable to bring up the slightest malice.
"Sir, the flowers in your hand are very beautiful!"
The girl said with a smile, she is not very beautiful, but she has an indescribable noble temperament when she smiles.
"Yeah?"
He glanced at the flower, but didn't notice that the cat on his shoulder narrowed his eyes slightly.
"If you like it, then give it to you."
As he spoke, he stepped on the snow and walked up to the girl. The girl was a little surprised, but she happily reached out and took the flowers.
"Thank you, Mr. Williamette."
Knowing Jenkins' name, he is indeed a child in the church.
In order to welcome the end of the year, Dad decided to seriously decorate the shop before the end of the month. The items from the book festival are still usable, but still need some new ornaments.
In fact, there was such a store next door to the antique store, but it took Dad three blocks to get it back. Together with Jenkins, he moved the cardboard boxes to the back warehouse, and joked that maybe next year's Book Festival would not need to buy new decorations.
When I left the antique shop around three o'clock in the afternoon, there were snowflakes in the sky again. Because today is Sunday, Jenkins is going back to Privet Drive to see his family.
Except for the eldest brother who is out on a study trip, the whole family is in the living room, and Jenkins' unexpected arrival adds another warmth to the family.
John's end-of-year exams are due next week, and Mary wants Jenkins to accompany John to school on the day of the exam. John, of course, was reluctant and claimed that he no longer needed to be picked up and dropped off from school. But at least until he was able to move out like Jenkins, he couldn't disobey anything his mother asked.
Before dinner, John motioned for Jenkins to have a chat with him alone. So the two brothers hid in the bathroom under the pretext of going to the toilet.
The mirror in the bathroom reflected the faces of the two of them. Jenkins was obviously older, but he looked more like the youngest son of the family, which also made John feel uncomfortable.
"Jenkins, I think you should be able to give me some advice."
The boy said nervously.
"Of course, now that Robert is not at home, I should play such a role. As long as it is not related to that Miss Hoover, I can give advice on anything."
He nodded against the wall, anticipating John's question.
"It's nothing to do with Jennifer..."
He muttered timidly, then raised his head and asked seriously:
"Some of my friends told me that if you open an account with the traveler's bank now and remit the gold pounds to the designated person, you will be rewarded soon. This seems to be an investment made by a local mining magnate. business, but my father never mentioned such a thing, so I want you to give me some advice."
"Are you short of gold pounds now?"
"No, but I am also 16 years old this year, I should have some income of my own..."
He blushed and said.
The original owner Jenkins also had such an idea when he was 16 years old, but unfortunately his action was far behind his ideological awareness.
"My advice is, don't get involved in this matter."
Facing John, he no longer needed to be vague.
"Since even my father is not aware of this matter, it means that it is likely to be a scam. There is no need to take risks for that little gold pound. I think you should also understand."
John nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words, "Okay, I understand, this matter is indeed a bit weird. If you can earn gold pounds so easily, then there won't be so many poor people."
Jenkins has had some ominous premonition recently, and he found that more and more people are paying attention to the mining business of "Miss Fabbri". Although the balance can still be barely maintained, the increase in attention means that the probability of being discovered is greater.
But fortunately, there has been news that Eldron is preparing to close the net. Jenkins plans to return the principal based on those complicated accounts and proceeds after the arrest of the cultist, and refund more and make up less. This will certainly not be completely fair, the bank's custody fee is a huge loss, but at least on average, everyone's loss will be minimized.
"I didn't benefit from it."
This is one of the reasons why he identified himself as the justice camp.