Chapter 67, Chapter 64, Death?

　　 He was thinking in his heart, the balance in his heart was already biased towards rejection, but the father suddenly spoke.

　　 "No problem, there is not a lot of business in the store recently, I can let Jenkins leave work early."

　　 He patted Jenkins on the shoulder behind his back, and Jenkins immediately agreed:

　　 "Well, thank you for your invitation, do I need to prepare anything in advance?"

　　Miss Mihaier's face bloomed with a sweet smile again:

　　 "I hope you can prepare some stories in advance."

"Eh?"

　　 After the girl left, Jenkins looked at his father in confusion.

　　 "Are you going to refuse just now?"

　　 The old man said impatiently.

　　 "Yeah, didn't you say that I've been out of luck recently, don't you want to go out casually?"

　　 "That depends on the situation."

　　 With an expression of hatred for iron and steel, he motioned to Jenkins to sit down, and then explained to him:

"You should know that although the Kingdom of Fedictrie has followed the example of the other two countries and established a parliament, the power of the kingdom is still mostly concentrated in the hands of the nobles. Britney’s father, Marquis Mikhail, is only a marquis, but he is The powerful aristocrat in charge of most of the power of Nolan's navy! Even most of the dukes of the country, they should greet him politely.

　　 Therefore, all the friends Britney Mihail knows are the children of great kingdom nobles and big capitalists. Knowing more of this kind of people will be very good for your future. Unless they want to explore the Devil's Forest on the weekend, you must go too! "

Jenkins nodded ignorantly. He didn't know much about these worldly things. Most of the information he knew about was the Church of Orthodox God, false gods and evil spirits, or things related to occultism. Even if he took a break, he reads mathematics, Historical and grammatical information.

"And one more thing."

　　 The words of the old man did not finish.

　　 "You will be 21 years old soon. Although you are asked to work with me, you can't ask for leave, right? You stay with me every day and don't communicate with your peers outside. What about marriage?"

　　 Jenkins trembled in his heart, but he didn't expect his father to also talk about this issue.

　　 In a world where productivity is lagging behind, common people have a relatively early marriage age, and it is not uncommon for them to become mothers in their teens. For example, Robert Williams and Mary Williams were married at the age of 16. Although Jenkins's eldest brother was not married, he had already had a happy partner a long time ago, and now only has to discuss the wedding time.

　　 Therefore, after Jenkins "reformed and re-behaved", Mary Williams put his marriage first.

　　 Not only her, but even Jenkins went to church every week and occasionally met Bishop Parrod, he would also talk about it enthusiastically with Jenkins.

　　 "But you just said that Miss Mikhail knows all the children of the real upper class. I am a small antique shop apprentice..."

　　 Jenkins defended quietly.

　　 "Do you think that the identity of the old man is only the store owner and the honorary counselor of the university? Being an apprentice of the old man, don't lose your face..."

　　 Dad gave him a blank look.

"And you have sacrificed your divinity to the goddess, and you are destined to be recognized as the saint son of the church. As long as you are not a girl like a kingdom princess, don't you choose which marriage partner? You will not use it on weekends and during the day, so tidy up For yourself, communicate more with your peers, don’t be nervous about talking to girls, and don’t lose your dad’s face outside."

　　 "Unexpectedly, there will be a reminder of marriage after crossing."

　　 Jenkins muttered in his heart and could only agree.

　　 There is still some time before the next party, and the entrustment of the huntress to investigate is still going on. A report has also been submitted about the castle treacherous situation. Except that the professor promised to take him to another party, there is really nothing important recently.

　　 After returning home, Jenkins showed the "Fairy Tale of a Foreigner" to his family, and mentioned that he was going to attend a reading salon on the weekend night.

　　 He intended to say that he was going home late that night, but he did not expect that the keen Mary Williams suddenly grasped the most critical part of the matter:

　　 "Are there many girls?"

　　 So Jenkins got a brand new black dress, a pair of calfskin leather shoes worth 12 pounds, and several optional white shirts.

On Sunday evening, Jenkins was a little tired in a carriage and came to his father’s shop. His chest was pinned to the brooch given to him by Bishop Parrod, and there was a pocket watch given by his brother in his pocket. He has a smooth silk top hat and a solid wood walking stick in his hand.

　　 This outfit concealed his too immature face, making him look a lot more mature, like a real adult gentleman.

　　 Even the coachman's asking price today is 5 pence higher than in the past.

"looks good."

　　 The old man nodded, "I'm sure your mother chose this for you. To be honest, you have poor taste in clothes."

　　 Before Miss Mihail arrived, Dad did more than just verbally attack Jenkins, he also told Jenkins a piece of news.

　　 "[Death and End] A gift from the church was killed when he was out on a mission this morning, and a "trick" he was carrying was taken away by the murderer."

　　 "What level of gifter?"

　　 "Sixth-level gifter."

The old man's expression was a little solemn, "This matter will not affect us for the time being. The murderer has no means of resisting divination. The grave guard team has already found his whereabouts. It will be a matter of time before he will be caught. But that matter was robbed. The walking trick is the biggest hidden danger. Although its safety level is rated 4 and can be used after strict application review, the rating of the trick is the most inaccurate. To be honest, the sage is on top, I think all the tricks Nothing is trustworthy."

　　 "Which trick is it?"

　　 Jenkins asked again.

　　 "Because it is not something of our church, the [Death and End] church also feels embarrassed, so it has not been notified. Now I only know the serial number is A-12-4-6701, and the name is [Reaper's Cloak Fragment]."

"grim Reaper?"

　　 Jenkins was surprised that the churches in this world are very strict and rigorous in naming objects, and the word "god" is not easily involved, otherwise it would be blasphemy.

"Yes it is."

　　 Daddy closed his eyes and seemed to mutter to himself: "It seems that I have heard of this thing when I was young. It is very weird. It seems that as long as you pay a certain price, you will be able to kill a living creature..."

　　 He did not continue, but Jenkins believes that the so-called cost is definitely more serious than equivalent exchange. In the phrase treacherous, the treacherous word is not a joke.

　　PS: Excessive chapters, I hope I don’t feel bored.

Chapter 68 Chapter 65 The Socialization of Young People

　　According to the news received so far, the bold murderer has escaped from Nolan City, so this matter has not been implicated in Jenkins for the time being, and the father just notified him of such an incident.

　　 Jenkins is still thinking about whether the so-called "Reaper" refers to [End of Death], and the old man took out a red-brown cane from behind the counter.

　　 "This is for you."

　　 He handed the battle to Jenkins, and Jenkins took it. The style is very ordinary, but it feels more like metal.

　　 "I already have one, it still took 3..."

　　 "This is a [extraordinary] piece."

　　 Jenkins was taken aback, his eyes blinked and opened the [Eye of Reality], and the whole cane emitted a red light.

　　 "B-12-5-7102, [Spirit Strike Stick], it doesn't need any means, as long as it hits it can cause damage to the spirit, and ordinary people can use it."

　　 Daddy said to himself.

　　 "My birthday seems to have passed, right?"

　　 Jenkins was puzzled for a while.

　　 "Last time in the treacherous state."

　　 The old man sighed, "You saved me, didn't you give up a gold nugget that can be used for gold? This is compensation."

"no, I'm fine."

　　 Jenkins hurriedly pushed back. Father Oliver is sincere and sincere to himself, and he also taught himself a lot of knowledge, there is no need to count it so clearly.

　　 "Let you hold it and put it away. There are so many good things for my father."

　　He glared at Jenkins, "Its effect can easily disperse ordinary spirit bodies, and it can also cause damage to evil spirits, which is better than the effect of ordinary requiem spells."

　　 Jenkins can only accept it.

　　 The carriage sent by Miss Mihaier arrived on time at five thirty.

　　 This is a black ordinary carriage, and the coachman sitting in front wore a gray coat to greet Jenkins to come up.

　　 Holding a cane, I thought Miss Mihail would be waiting for herself at the salon's venue, but after getting in the car, she found that she and the red-haired Hathaway Hessa were both inside.

　　 "Long time no see, Miss Hesha. Good afternoon, Miss Mihail."

　　 "Hello, Mr. Williams."

　　 "Good day, Mr. Williams."

　　 After Jenkins sat down, the carriage moved forward slowly. The two girls sitting across from him were wearing blue skirts with very similar styles. They were tied with a wide white belt around their waists. They showed good figures. They had long blonde and red hair with jeweled hair on the left and the right. needle.

　　 "Couple costume?"

　　 Jenkins only dared to think about this sentence in his heart. Seeing that the atmosphere in the carriage was a little silent, he asked:

　　 "I don't know what activities are there today, do you share your reading experience?"

　　 He specially prepared in advance for this. Although it won't be very brilliant, it must not be ashamed.

"Do not."

　　Miss Hesha's eyes flowed, she was slung with her arm by Ms. Mihail, and her face was flushed because of her shyness.

　　 "Actually, everyone will invite some familiar writers to come to the party tonight. We couldn't find a suitable person for a while, so we asked you to come... I'm sorry."

　　 "It turned out that it was a group of wealthy children who had nothing to do with the party, and these two temporarily pulled themselves to charge."

　　 Jenkins just understood.

　　 "It's okay, but I still don't know what to do tonight."

　　 "Like those boring parties, everyone can talk about recent anecdotes and exchange interesting things."

　　Miss Mihaier said, she smiled softly:

　　 "Mr. William will probably not like such boring things. I think you are also the kind of person who hates social gatherings and loves work and writing."

　　 This boast made Jenkins a little embarrassed.

　　 "I'm sorry to invite you to such a boring party."

　　 She nodded slightly and apologized, "But our friends, some of you are fans of your book, I think you should be happy to communicate with them."

　　 The tone of her words is a little strange, with a smile that looks like a non-smiling face, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

　　 The carriage moved slowly, and the sky outside gradually darkened, and dim clouds and smoke enveloped the sky over the city. The off-work workers approached the alleys along the street, and the gentlemen and ladies gathered together, talking and laughing and walking on the stone road.

　　 A little flower girl almost ran into the carriage, the coachman shouted loudly, and Miss Hesha smiled apologetically at Jenkins.

　　 Originally, he was still wondering how the two noble ladies went out alone so late and got out of the carriage before Jenkins noticed that there was an identical black carriage behind. Four young women in maid outfits came down from it, one of them almost as big as Jenkins.

　　 "It's a bit spicy eyes."

Jenkins complained in his heart, tidyed up the hem of his clothes that had been wrinkled because of sitting for a long time, clicked the way under his feet with his cane, followed the two young ladies in front of them up the steps, and Miss Mihail reached out and knocked on the two-storey apartment. door.

After a while, a middle-aged maid wearing a hair accessory opened the door, respectfully greeted Britney Mihail and Hathaway Hertha, said hello to Jenkins, and then led The three walked into the house.

　　 As for the maids behind, they will come in later.

　　 Several young people have arrived in the living room of the apartment. They are about the same age as the two noble girls. They are all dressed up and stylishly. After a few greetings, they began to introduce each other.

　　 Jenkins had a smile on his face and shook hands with everyone. Everyone here seems to have seen a fairy tale written by him, and everyone can talk about a certain story when they talk. A young girl with too much whitewash on her face even scratched Jenkins's palm while shaking hands.

The great writers who were also invited are also very enthusiastic. Their common characteristics are that they are very young and handsome. Although Jenkins has never heard of all the books they have written, they also pretend to be "long admired". Expression, although he is not good at socializing, but he still understands the basic etiquette.

　　 Of course, he thinks that no one is younger than he looks.

After 　　 formulate mutual introduction, Jenkins noticed that most of the guests here are the children of nobles, even one of them is the third son of the duke; of course there are also merchants, only two.

　　 "Has the great aristocracy and the emerging bourgeois power split to such a degree? Or is it a pure coincidence?"

　　 Jenkins thought about this, and found a place to sit down. Then he found that the invited writers were sitting together, while Miss Mikhail and Miss Hesha were talking with their friends on the other side.

　　 "Are you Mr. William, the author of "A Foreigner's Fairy Tale"?"

　　 There were some fruits and snacks on the table. Jenkins thanked the maid for the black tea and heard the people around him ask.

　　PS: It is estimated that the book friend group will be opened when it is put on the shelves. It is the group that was on the book. There are still dozens of people left, including the pigeons who signed in to the luck party and the run group (the pigeons have been a long time).