Julia had to admit that maybe her Highness and William Te were really a good match. Although the status of the man is a little lower (when Alexia spoke about the Son, she was not present), but in other respects it is impossible to find a better man.
It is impossible to break His Highness's mind now, but Julia has already prepared her own plan.
The tent lights finally went out at half past eleven, and Dolores fell asleep peacefully with her head tilted to one side. Jenkins' book was beside her, and in the pages that were spread out, another princess stretched out her hands and played with magic happily.
Although it is embarrassing to say so, Dolores always believed that the little princess in the book was created based on herself.
Of course, she knew through various channels that Mr. Williamt had two good "female friends" in Nolan City, and even knew that the inspiration for this book came from them.
But so what, young girls like to fantasize, and young girls never give up. The age of sixteen is the most innocent age, and an old pumpkin like Jenkins will not understand it.
The night was getting dark, and except for the night guards, everyone in the camp fell into a deep sleep. Dark clouds drifted over, quietly covering the full moon; the night wind howled, and the light of the bonfire weakened little by little.
No one noticed that there was a dark figure in the darkness in the distance. That's obviously not an ordinary human, or even an extraordinary human. It carried out discontinuous space transfers through the shadows under the dim moonlit night, deliberately avoiding Alexia's tent, and approached the most central one in the camp from the other end.
All this went so smoothly that none of the night watch guards and attendants noticed the uninvited guest. It finally managed to get into Miss Stuart's tent, and saw its target.
This is a monster with a long and thin body, a pointed head, a dark body, and black particles constantly spreading outward. Although the height is less than half of Jenkins, the sense of oppression brought by that weird shape is not comparable to that of a kind writer.
Warning spells were scattered in the tent, and there was a counter-spell rune made by Alexia hanging beside the sleeping bag. Standing at the entrance of the tent, the monster hesitated for a while. Its intelligence was obviously not enough to solve such complicated problems, so it decided not to solve these problems.
Taking a step forward, the warning rune sounded immediately. Julia, who was alerted, sat up suddenly, and immediately issued a warning to Dolores who was still a little confused.
And the attacking monster, completely ignoring the damage caused by the various triggered spells, even resisted the blow from the Alexia rune, and the pair of sharp claws had already stretched out in front of the girl.
The ice suddenly appeared in the air, blocking the advance of the claws for a moment. Dolores, who understood what happened, struggled out of the sleeping bag in a hurry, and subconsciously clenched the book in her hand. The monster was badly injured now, but with the last of its strength it stretched out its claws at the girl in pajamas.
Unfortunately, the paw touched the book in Dolores' hand, more precisely, it touched the position of Jenkins' signature.
In an instant, a huge golden light burst out from the hands of the princess, like a small sun, illuminating the tent like daytime. Even the startled people outside the tent could see the dazzling light, and after the light dissipated, tranquility was restored in the tent again.
Dolores kept stretching out the book to protect her chest, and opened one eye to check the situation in front of her. The monster had disappeared, and only Julia's frightened expression in the distance gradually faded away.
"What happened just now? Is it safe?"
Dolores asked cautiously.
"It's safe now, that 'Shadow Seam Monster' has been wiped out."
A woman's hand opened the door of the tent, and Alexia came in and answered. She looked at everything in the tent vigilantly, and then looked at the book.
"Did you save me just now?"
The princess asked again, and at the same time let out a long sigh.
"No, actually, I didn't figure out what happened."
Alexia's eyes stayed on Jenkins' signature. Although the man's handwriting was not as ugly as when he first came to this world, it was not beautiful either.
"very funny."
Alexia murmured softly, then comforted the frightened Dolores, and told them to rest.
"But just now..."
Julia couldn't help but said.
"It seems that someone wants to be a fool again. Judging from this clumsy assassination method, it should be the same group of people as the previous few times. Take a rest, I don't think there will be a second time tonight."
Saying that, he glanced at the signature on the page again, and exited the tent.
Julia looked at Dolores uneasily, who shook her head at her:
"The teacher is right. Tonight is enough. Let's rest. We have plans tomorrow morning."
"Will this be..."
"Of course, we all know who is trying to kill me over and over again."
The queen caressed her smooth and fair neck with her hands. It was difficult to quantify how attractive this action was, but it was a pity that no lucky man could see this scene.
"They've pissed me off, Julia, and fate is always fair. What you want is always what you give, and if anyone wants to play tricks, then I will give them a thunderbolt in Fate's behalf! "
(chocolate sleep... )
Early Thursday morning, while Jenkins was still washing up in the bathroom, he heard a bell ringing outside the fence. He thought it was touched by mistake, after all, no one would visit so early, but then the bell continued to ring.
He put on his pajamas and opened the door, only to see Hathaway standing in the snow. The girl was wearing a plain winter coat, and she couldn't help smiling at Jenkins when she saw him.
Invite Hathaway into the house, and after learning that she didn't have breakfast, invite the girl to have breakfast together. Hathaway was surprised that Jenkins cooked by himself, she thought Jenkins would hire a cook or maid.
"I do have a maid, but she only does dinner and cleans the house and does the lawn."
Jenkins shrugged, and put warm milk, fried eggs and bread on the table. Chocolate immediately rushed from the fireplace to the dining table, looking at Jenkins with vigilant eyes.
"Although there are guests, your share will not be missing."
The cat sat on the table in satisfaction this time, waiting for Jenkins to put its breakfast in front of it.