There were not only Miss Bevanna but also Dad in the carriage, and they all came to welcome Jenkins. Pop moved a little inward to make room for Jenkins who stooped in.
"I heard you had a wonderful vacation and I look forward to seeing your report."
Pop quips as the wagon starts to move.
"interesting… "
He covered his head and rested his head on the carriage, then took out a document bag from the suitcase and handed it to Miss Bevanna. The file bag is very thick, and it contains the whole story of this incident and most of the valuable information collected.
As for the remaining scattered documents, materials, and relics of the perpetrators, they are still in the mountain villa covered by the avalanche, and I believe the church will deal with them.
Miss Bevanna did not open them immediately, but put them aside. She looked at Jenkins and asked, "You seem more tired. Why, is train travel so tiring?"
"Yes, I encountered an extraordinary thing... Sage~"
He closed his eyes and groaned, and then took the initiative to tell about the weird dream and the new ability he acquired afterwards.
Miss Bevanna listened quietly and suddenly realized what it was, but Dad started to explain before she could speak.
"Jenkins, don't worry. That's B-01-5-0002, the Emerald Dream, a vast illusory world constructed by the ancient xenomorphs. After the xenomorphs recede from the physical world, there will still be occasional misunderstandings by some benefactors. Enter it, and if you are lucky, you can get a gift of a different species in it. Look, have you been lucky enough to get an ability recently?"
"Is that so? The bartender who appeared in the restaurant car before the dream and that drink..."
The place where the story took place was clearly in the train just now, at least Jenkins now believes that.
"It's all an illusion. The Emerald Dream is not a place suitable for human beings after all. Before entering there, you were already in the gap between reality and illusion. It was all an illusion. I think you need to take a good rest."
"is that so?"
Jenkins asked in a daze, he was out of spirits now, and since this was what the old man said, he believed it.
The carriage sent Jenkins back to the intersection of St. George Street, and the father gave him the key to the newly changed lock after renovation, and then, together with Miss Bevanna, watched Jenkins walk towards his house.
"You should know..."
Miss Bevanna carefully considered her words, what her father said just now was indeed true, but not complete.
"Of course I know that the conditions for opening the Emerald Dream must be guided by elves. What happened to Jenkins means that those sharp ears who live in the flower forest have finally come to him."
Dad had a normal expression, as if he was discussing tomorrow's breakfast with a woman.
"But… "
Miss Bevanna wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.
"It's normal, Bevanna. After all, it's the bloodline of the master's priest. Who would have thought that the offspring of the illegitimate son of the Middleton family would have such an obvious atavism? The grace of the Orthodox Church is the protection of all things from the great ruler and righteous god, and we should accept all of this with a normal state of mind.”
Dad was still very calm. Although the carriage had started again, he was still looking at the direction Jenkins left. The curtains of the carriage shook to cover the house, and the wheels creaked and crushed the snow on the ground, so he turned his head:
"No matter what the reason for the elf's appearance this time, it will not have a negative impact on Jenkins. All we can do is wait for the world tree seedlings on him to fully grow, and other things are not important. Forget about it, now You need to go back to church and get some rest and deal with what happened to Jenkins on this trip tomorrow morning."
He pointed to the document bag, and Miss Bevanna nodded silently. But she didn't think that the appearance of elves should not be concerned. Those pointed ears hadn't appeared in the material world for many years, and the old man obviously ignored one thing: in Jenkins' narration, he suddenly understood the elf language.
This is very unusual, because there is no way to learn such abilities through the Emerald Dream. This can only show that the power of the Emerald Dream resonates with Jenkins' own power, further activating the great power manifested in the bloodline.
Maybe it won't take long for World Tree to fully awaken in Jenkins, and the church is obviously not ready yet.
She will not disobey her father's words, after all, her father is also her teacher in name. But not interfering with the elf's affairs does not mean not interfering with Jenkins' affairs.
The Son is the spokesperson of the gods in the material world, so dedicating everything to Jenkins is the same as dedicating everything to the sage. This is not a woman's crazy idea. It is a matter of course that there are such descriptions in the religious scriptures of all churches.
She will seriously investigate the matter of [Zuan Zhe], and it may be good to follow the development of fate, but Bevanna is definitely not someone who just sits and waits to die.
(Chocolate snoring... )
When I wake up, my body and mind feel comfortable, as if none of the melancholy things happened last night. He was still sleeping on the rug in front of the fireplace, while the radiant Chocolate had already woken up and was standing on the window sill looking out.
It is snowing outside, but it is not the kind of blizzard in the snow mountain, but light snow for viewing. Spring in Nolan begins about mid-March each year, and it is still the coldest day of winter.
Because I bought the widow's house next door, I arranged for construction workers to erect an air bridge on the second floor to connect the two houses before the start of the vacation.
But they didn't follow the requirements at all. Instead, they broke the wall facing each other on the first floors of the two houses, completely connected their first floors, and moved the door to the center.
The second floor did not do this, but opened windows and doors on the facing walls, so that the extra part of the roof on the first floor became a rooftop-like location.
But according to Jenkins' understanding, the destroyed walls are load-bearing walls that cannot be easily moved. Since the house is still safe and sound, it means that the church has mobilized extraordinary power to help.
This kind of reconstruction is better, and the usable area has been greatly increased.
Excitedly, he and the cat had an "expedition" in the new house before breakfast, and each of them had a great time. While stepping on slippers to go out to get newspaper and milk, Jenkins ran into Mr. Goodman, a neighbor who happened to be out.
Although today is Saturday, he still has to work. As a newcomer who has just joined the company, hard work can ensure his survival.