The waves calmed down, the evening wind died away, like a curtain call on a stage. Only then did Jenkins deliberately make some footsteps to let Miss Magic realize that he had come.
"[Building the stage], very interesting ability, isn't it?"
she suddenly turned around and asked.
"I've never heard of it."
Jenkins came to the woman with his suitcase and shook his head.
"It's a conjuration ability that makes you shine as if you're in the center of the stage. Interesting, right? I just discovered this ability in a slate last week, and I have to admit, being able to perceive the world and create this kind of The ancient bestower of abilities is definitely a genius."
She sighed and took off her hood. The last time we met in the abandoned cemetery, Jenkins had already seen her face, so there was no need to hide it.
"But is it really okay to waste the ability position like this?"
"No problem. I bought a batch of B-12-4-4432 [Water of the Styx] three years ago. Due to poor preservation, there have been some signs of deterioration recently. This time I just used it up. Let's not talk about this, it seems You and Yindi have gained a lot."
She glanced at the suitcase.
"That friend of yours is lucky."
Jenkins shook his head, not wanting to share what had just happened. He took a deep breath, feeling the moist sea breeze. The waves slapped on the pillars of the trestle below, and the splashed water could fly to the face.
"You hinted that I came here to look for you and waited for so long. What exactly do you want to say? It's very late now, and I have to get up early tomorrow and have something to do."
"Going off on crazy projects with your buddies?"
The woman sarcastically said, but in fact Jenkins is going to work on time.
"It's not a big deal, but it's about you after all, so I'm here to tell you. Maybe you remember the first thing we worked together, which was to find the A-12-1 -0044 [Skull Sword of Revenant] tattoo."
"Of course I remember... eh? You found it?"
This is probably the most surprising thing tonight. Use [Eye of Reality] to scan the whole body of the woman, but there is no sword-shaped item.
"Of course not. If I found it, why should I tell you? I just discovered that the tattoo has not remained the same all the time, but is gradually losing its extraordinary properties. This means that the sword is very likely to have been obtained, So the tattoo loses its meaning."
"When did this happen?"
"If you're referring to when the sword was acquired, sorry, I don't know. It was already faulty when I got the tattoo, so the undead sword had found its owner at least before last fall. "
That's all she wanted to say, and when Jenkins was silently thinking about the cause and effect of this incident, she left voluntarily.
That dangerous sword finds its master again will no doubt have enormous ramifications for the physical world. But now no one can know the location of the sword and the current situation of the sword owner.
The best situation is that the sword owner can resist the intrusion of the sword and stay awake, and only regard it as a dangerous weapon; and the worst situation is that the sword owner has been completely beaten by the undead just like the man thirty years ago. Sword control. This means that the natural disaster of the undead may come again.
But no matter how worried Jenkins was, there was nothing he could do about it other than constant futile speculation.
On the pier he opened the suitcase, which contained bundles of £1, £2, £5 and £10 notes. A total of 8,000 pounds, the numbers on the banknotes are not consecutive, and there is no special mark.
This amount of money was a bit more than Jenkins had imagined, because Miss Silver Flute estimated the value of the batch of arms at around twelve thousand pounds.
But since Miss Windsor is willing to spend so much money, Jenkins will not take the initiative to return it. He used [read and write] to draw a new suitcase to hold the currency, and then put the original one with stones and threw it far into the sea.
Seeing the suitcase finally sank to the bottom of the sea, I felt a great deal of emotion in my heart:
"Sure enough, I still make a lot of money by cheating."
But it is enough to do this kind of thing once, and he only does it because it happens to happen. One can imagine the mood of the real owner of the arms tomorrow when he finds out that it has been stolen. I hope this will not cause more serious consequences.
No matter how late he went to bed at night, the chocolate woke up Jenkins on time the next morning. The man lazily finished the breakfast for the man and the cat, yawned and walked out of the house, not even realizing that he was wearing two different socks.
It wasn't until I passed by the bookstore that I remembered that today is Monday, which is the day when "Frozen" was released.
It is not yet eight o'clock, and the bookstore is not open. Jenkins stood in front of the glass window for a long time, imagining whether someone would take the initiative to pick up his book and happily pay for it in a few hours.
"Most definitely."
He told himself that even because of his name, the book would not fail.
"Meow~"
Chocolate reminded him that he was going to be late.
Walk forward again with your legs open, and welcome this Monday that doesn't know what the future holds.
Dad read the first draft of that book more than once, and even gave a wealth of guidance. And when Jenkins handed him his new book, what he noticed was not the text but the cover.
"This is... Rusker Snow Mountain?"
"Yes, this is a well-known snow mountain near Ruen. When I traveled to Beldyland last time, I saw many artists' descriptions of that mountain in the Beiguo area of the art museum. I have to admit that it is really beautiful. gone."
Jenkins has long thought of a coping strategy, and this cautious person will not let go of any details.
Even if he wasn't involved in the sale of the new book, the day was always spent wondering if the second book would be a success. Chocolate noticed this anxiety, so he deliberately knocked over the ink on the table for him to wipe, and used work to expel the bad mood.
But in fact, what replaced anxiety was dissatisfaction with the cat.
Friends got the book yesterday, so it will take at least three days to read and comment. Jenkins guessed that Britney would like the content of that book, because the subject matter of the book was inspired by this lady.
There were no customers in the store in the morning, and Jenkins pretended to lie down there to copy something after finishing the simple cleaning. In fact, copying is completely useless. Although there is more than one way for him to obtain the spirit, it always makes people very anxious.
The gift obtained after the Blizzard Villa can effectively explain Jenkins' level leap. But even so, he couldn't immediately declare that he had reached the fourth level.