The seeds hidden in Jenkins' cuff germinated quickly after being stimulated by [Essence of Life], and then clung to his arm and stretched out the cuff. The plant gradually merged with the illusory sword. With the support of the huge spirit of nature, it gradually clung to the body of the undead, wrapping the undead like the tentacles of an octopus.
When the grave guard team arrived here, the undead at the entrance of the alley were completely wrapped in something like a cocoon, and Jenkins was watching over the bodyguards of the foreign duke.
As for the unlucky middle-aged man who gradually alienated into an inhuman form, he was directly burned to ashes by Jenkins' fire. Before he died, octopus-like tentacles had grown out of his body, and his body was wrapped in a sea-smelling robe.
And the moment the man died, the deafening sound of the building collapsing and the sound of rumbling water appeared in Jenkins' ears. But in fact, the surroundings were calm, and the sound seemed to be an illusion. And in the distance that Jenkins couldn't see, the Duke of Antak screamed and fell down in the dark alley.
The dagger left by the god of music has no special effect on the undead, so Jenkins still doesn't have a weapon that can confront the skull sword head-on. He can only use his own strength to think of a way, the power of the fusion of water, fire, and wood just now, coupled with the unprepared [Stone of Life], at least he will not be helpless when facing that sword .
After seeing the Duke of Antak today, he already had a premonition in his heart that the day of the decisive battle might be coming soon.
Jenkins was quickly brought back to the church by a team of scribes who heard the news, and the search for the Duke of Antak began immediately.
When chatting with Bishop Parode, the old man thought meaningfully that it was definitely not that simple to have a relationship between the Duke and the criminal. Behind this, there may be many ties to the politics of the Three Kingdoms.
Jenkins didn't think so much, he only knew that there was a secret transaction between his enemies. Of course, it would be great if he could follow the Duke to find Scruw Pompeii's hiding place, but I'm afraid things won't be so easy.
It wasn't that Jenkins wanted to waste Bishop Parode's time, but that after the father saw Jenkins, he forced him to sit in the bishop's luxurious office.
The old man couldn't stop talking, and the two of them spent the whole afternoon discussing recent political events.
The bishop hinted to Jenkins cryptically that Queen Feral III's health was about to fail, and it was questionable whether she could last until this autumn. And once the queen passes away, the issue of succession to the throne of the country may become a new fuse of disputes in the mainland.
"What about Miss Windsor? I think Miss Windsor's succession is a very good choice. She is very capable."
"But she is not a direct descendant of the Middleton family. There are many heirs ahead of her."
"So we're really going to have a foreigner as the new king."
"It's hard to say."
The bishop shook his head, opened the cap of the pure gold pen, signed his name on the document paper on the table, and then took off the power ring on his finger to seal it.
He looked up and saw that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, so he nodded secretly, and then pretended to remind casually:
"Jenkins, I remember you mentioning that there is one very important thing to do on the last day of the month. Have you done it yet?"
"matter… "
Jenkins looked down at the cat playing with the ball on his lap, and then his body trembled as if he was sick:
"Oh no!"
Robert had written in the morning that Jenkins could be on Privet Drive between five and six in the afternoon with his lady companion. Jenkins' original plan was to invite his girlfriends in the morning, and then he could do his hair and clothes in the afternoon, in case Mary thought he didn't value the family event.
But because of the unexpected situation at noon, he didn't even know who to invite so far.
"Is Miss Bevanna at church?"
Jenkins asked in a strange way, and then wanted to slap himself in the face.
"She went to the horse farm in the suburbs with Audrey. It seems that she is going to study some kind of mirror."
replied the old bishop.
"Well, the nuns of the church..."
"I know what you're trying to do, Jenkins. But you know, your mother knows about all the young, marriageable girls in the church, and you ain't going to get it right."
Hearing this, Jenkins' eyes widened. The bishop really knew that he had forgotten something.
Jenkins doesn't know many female friends. After all options have been ruled out, he can only turn to his cat for help again.
After leaving the bishop's office, Jenkins returned to his room with chocolates, hugged the squinting cat, and persuaded again:
"Chocolate, it's time for you to repay me. I really need your help. I know you can control that hair. Now, can you make a cute girl?"
He now only hopes that Chocolate can be like Cinderella's fairy godmother, who can transform pens, sheets or chairs into beautiful girls who can communicate. It sounds weird, but Jenkins believed that a ray of divinity was powerful enough for such a thing.
"Meow~"
Chocolate is ready to help Jenkins, but it needs to be reserved so that Jenkins knows its importance.
"Chocolate, we have experienced countless moments of life and death together, and slept on a bed for countless nights... At least for the sake of taking care of eating, drinking and excreting for you every day, please help me."
"Meow~"
The cat's paw viciously grabbed the back of Jenkins' hand that was being slapped. The man took a step back in pain and stood up. Instead of admitting his mistake for hurting him, Chocolate made a more fierce expression.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Jenkins was a little dazed, not knowing where Chocolate's anger came from.
"This is really bad, who should I invite?"
He turned around to heal the wound for himself, and the anger on the cat's face disappeared immediately, and it let out a little aggrieved cry.
"This time is really a major event in life. Although I am obsessed with finding the opportunity to become a god and fighting various evil organizations, life cannot be escaped."
The cat shook its fur, and it melted like a puddle of water. A pool of black shadows was printed on the carpet, densely packed granulation swarming in the shadows.
"Why do women have their own affairs today? Is fate playing tricks on me?"
From that pool of black shadows, a petite and pitch-black figure rose from it. Jenkins, who looked troubled, didn't notice that there was an inexplicable wind in the room, and the sky outside suddenly darkened. Because the evening was approaching, the two moons were already looming in the sky, but at this moment, the light was also covered by dark clouds floating from nowhere.
"Ah, what should I do? I am a man who wants to save the world, why am I forced to face such a thing?"
The small figure that emerged from the shadows was completely covered in black, like a monster. But as the figure completely escaped from the shadow, the bright colors also appeared little by little, adding luster to that figure.
"So, the best thing to do right now is..."
A little girl with loose clothes and cat ears stepped out of the shadow and stood behind Jenkins, ready to pat him on the shoulder. A sly smile appeared on the pretty and lovely face, and the playful long brown hair trembled on the back. It was the smile of a cat when it succeeded in a prank.
"...the best thing to do is to invite Julia! Don't you think, Chocolate?"
Jenkins turned his head and looked behind him, only to see the cat leaning against the foot of the bed with a melancholy and vicissitudes of life, stretching out a paw to scratch the carpet boredly. Hearing Jenkins' voice, he just looked up bored, as if being played by fate.
"Huh? How could I interpret Chocolate's expression like this?"
Jenkins patted himself on the head, seeing that Chocolate was unwilling to follow, he went to Loen alone.
He would never guess what he missed just now.
Things went even smoother than Jenkins thought. When they came to Loen, Miss Stuart happened to meet her father. Considering that Jenkins may appear at any time, the magnet is temporarily kept by Julia. After briefly describing the troubles she was facing, the expression on Julia's face was as if Jenkins had just confessed that he was the god of lies:
"Sorry, are you kidding me?"
"Absolutely not. Miss Minnewick, I know this is hasty and disrespectful, but you are the best candidate for this right now. Please help me!"
He really had no other choice.
"Why don't you invite..."
"You said that you can't let Miss Stuart know. I can take her to Nolan at any time. It just so happens that she is going to attend the royal banquet. If you accompany me to deal with things in Nolan and come back, she won't know. "
Jenkins knew that the maid wanted to give the "Dolores Stuart" option, but the option was wrong.
The young maid suddenly wanted to laugh. She knew how many people were coveting the qualification Jenkins just mentioned, but in the end, she had nothing to do with it and was actively invited.
She had nothing but ordinary respect for Jenkins Williams, even though his terms were indeed very good. But for the future of Her Royal Highness, Julia Minnevik finally agreed to the request.
But Julia swore that she would never let Dolores know about it, otherwise it would be hard to say what would happen after that.
The sun completely disappeared on the horizon, and the moon in the sky was completely exposed. There's always something interesting going on under the moon, but tonight seemed too much fun for Jenkins.
PS: The ones who can finally get the qualifications are those who have not actively fought for it... Such a result has been hinted at, so it should not be surprising.
Of course, he won't keep evading like this. Jenkins' character is not a person who likes to evade problems. He just hasn't figured out what he wants for the time being.
Another: Chapter 3K, ask for tickets.