"The shipping method... we report to the Orthodox Church, let the church confiscate them, and then give us a reward?"
In fact, he can contact Earl Hesha and sell these things to him. Jenkins still had some deadly letters in his hand, and it was impossible for the Earl to disagree. But it's hard to say what the consequences will be, and he doesn't want to get close to Hathaway's house for any reason now.
"No, please don't joke now."
Now Jenkins really began to wonder what kind of situation this friend who was introduced to the party by Miss Magic faced so short of money.
Since Jenkins really had no other choice, and he had already shown a dangerous idea—to directly report these sensitive items to the church or Stillwell Yard (only responsible for the case in the dock area), Miss Silver Flute could only find her own way.
She admitted that she might be able to find a suitable buyer, but that buyer might not necessarily be in Norland. She hoped that Jenkins could take a trip with her and properly dispose of their property.
"I have to remind you that neither you nor I have plans to completely leave the city in the near future. Once this batch of goods falls into the hands of dangerous elements, it will be very disadvantageous to us."
"I know."
Saying this, the woman stretched out a hand towards the sky:
"In the name of the great [God of Nobility and Order], this batch of munitions will not flow into Nolan's gang through my channel; the buyer I introduced is not someone who has bad intentions for Nolan City."
After finishing speaking, she asked Jenkins again: "Is this enough?"
"Of course, that's enough."
[God of Nobility and Order] is a very powerful false god. Among all false gods, the number of his followers can definitely rank among the top ten. The power of this god does not lie in the core priesthood [Nobility], but in [Order].
This is the cornerstone of human civilization and even any civilization, and it is an important reason why intelligent races can survive forever. And the god of nobility does not regard such an important priesthood as the core, probably because he is worried about being "treated differently" by other false gods or even righteous gods.
Although there are quite a few humans who believe in the God of Nobles, this is indeed the first believer of the God of Nobles that Jenkins has encountered. He suddenly wondered how Miss Magic and this lady met, after all, the beliefs of the two are not only completely different, but even somewhat contradictory—
The "Religious Law" stipulates that the illegal contact and research of occultism by the nobles is one more crime than that of the common people.
The buyer contacted by Miss Silverpipe lived a block away from St. George's Street, where Jenkins is located. But the residents there are the real wealthy class, very different from the middle class in St. George's Street.
She made Jenkins wait in the shade out of the streetlights, and rang the bell alone. Taking off the hood to reveal his face to talk to the servants, Jenkins can only see the long brown hair.
"She is indeed a woman."
Jenkins thought boredly, while the white cat Vanilla, which had already climbed onto his shoulder, yawned, it was really sleepy.
"Sorry, we'll be home shortly after the deal is done, how about getting you something nice to eat tomorrow?"
As he spoke, he rubbed the cat's chin with the pad of his index finger. The cat meowed softly, "Meow~", probably in agreement.
The sky cleared, and the snow on the street reflected the magical moonlight. After waiting for a while, the owner of the house came out with his bodyguards and nodded to Miss Silver Flute. The latter also nodded in response and put on the hood again, and then everyone walked towards Jenkins.
"Miss Windsor?"
The owner of the house was an acquaintance of Jenkins. He did not expect that this noble lady would not be active in Windsor or the capital, but would own a house locally.
But at this time, he must not reveal his identity no matter what, he reminded himself while coming from the shadows to the streetlight. Miss Windsor's bodyguards subconsciously stood in front of her, but were immediately pushed back by the noble lady.
In fact, if Jenkins wants to do something, no one can stop him here. Except for the slightly higher-level silver flute, Miss Windsor's bodyguards only have two second-level gifters.
"Hello, Mister Wax/Candle."
Windsor took the initiative to show her favor. She was wearing a cool-colored lady's coat and a black velvet cape. Put on a very enthusiastic look, apparently Miss Yindi has told her that there is another partner in this transaction.
"Hello, Miss whose name I don't know."
He said this, and then turned away from looking at them: "Let's go, I hope this matter will end soon."
Jenkins didn't know what image he was in the eyes of this noble lady at this time, but he could clearly feel her fear. In addition, during the journey, the girl also implicitly expressed her intention to recruit Jenkins many times, but Jenkins just pretended not to understand.
Miss Silver Flute's knowledge of Jenkins comes from Miss Magic, and although Miss Magic won't reveal anything about the believers of the God of Lies, she will definitely mention that Mr. Wax/Candle is very dangerous.
For the nobles, it is very rare to be able to recruit a high-level benefactor. A transcendent person who can be promoted to such a level must either serve the great righteous gods or belong to the backbone of the church of false gods and evil gods.
Mortals who do not rely on the sect of the gods to gain great power are so rare that they can almost be ignored.
The group quickly returned to the warehouse, and during this period, Jenkins also told the transaction object that this is a "black eat black" business, so it can be cheaper, but the transaction must be fast.
Of course, Miss Windsor didn't care about the gold pound. After inspecting the goods, she readily gave the two suitcases to Jenkins and Miss Silver Flute. Neither of them opened it face to face, but they both thought that the other got more.
"Miss Windsor knows Miss Yindi after all, and the two will have more cooperation in the future, and it is reasonable to give more."
"Mr. Candle is a very powerful gifter after all, and must be worth more to Ms. Windsor than me. Although I don't want to admit it, it makes sense that he got more."
This is the general idea of the two now.
At the door of the warehouse, I parted from the others, and took the cat around, braving the cold wind, and headed towards the trestle of the pier instead of home. Not long after, I saw Miss Magic standing at the end of the trestle.
She faced the sea with her hands behind her back, the sound of the waves came and went, and the woman's long hair fluttered in the night wind, and the sound of the wind seemed to be cheering for her.
The sea level in the distance is dark and obscure, and the horizon is ambiguous at the boundary between night and sea.
The moonlight seemed to gather on the woman's body, and the red and blue rays of light were particularly clear around her. Starlight shone above her head, and the faint mist seemed to cover her with a white gauze.
The scene where the protagonist of the opera appears is obviously not a natural phenomenon. Miss Magic is probably experimenting with new abilities or rituals.
later at night
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