Miss Glasses enthusiastically invited Jenkins to the hot spring town, and Jenkins also had this intention. So the two cut down some nearby dead trees to make a stretcher, carried Mr. Stone and set off.

　　 On the way, Jenkins revealed some of his origins, but only said that he had just experienced a terrible space transfer accident. And Miss Glasses and Mr. Stone are locals, that is, people in Hot Spring Town. They knew in advance that there was a silly situation here. For various reasons, they did not report to the church, but chose to take risks on their own.

　　 Jenkins' harvest in this eccentric landscape is a painting. When he was vomiting, he noticed that the cat was squirming. Only then did he notice that there was a rolled up canvas in his clothes.

　　 Before his companions woke up, he had checked the content of the painting, and it was the killing angel who was defeated this week.

　　 Just as before, this is also a gift, but like the resurrection feather, it is a rare one-time gift. According to the information obtained when Jenkins' spirit touched the canvas, he could tear up the painting to summon the creatures in the painting.

　　 As for the strength of the summoned object, it is related to the strength of the prototype and the summoner. Of course, although the summons exist for a limited time, they are controllable.

The location of the entrance to 　　 Deception is an uninhabited valley about ten miles (about 16.09km) outside of the hot spring town. The snowfield Jenkins thought was only because of wind and snow obstructing his vision.

　　 After walking out of the valley, follow the railroad tracks along the line to find the town.

　　 Although the journey is far away, both Jenkins and Miss Glasses are benefactors. In addition, they were lucky to run into a passing train with the whistle, and after getting on the train, the speed of travel suddenly became faster.

　　 Just as Miss Glasses said, although Hot Spring Town is just a town, its status is quite extraordinary. After the train entered the station, Jenkins noticed that there were too many people in the station, and after leaving the station, he was even more shocked by the prosperity here.

　　 He had seen the capital of the Kingdom of Hampawo, so he realized how commendable the degree of vaporization and prosperity of the hot spring town is in the icy northern country.

　　 Seeing Jenkins look curious, Miss Glasses invites Jenkins to visit her. But Jenkins hesitated and refused. He is going to the Sage Church in Hot Spring Town, and as non-registered gifts, Miss Glasses and Mr. Stone had better not get involved with him.

　　 The woman did not insist, after all, her first task now is to wake up Mr. Stone. After the separation, Jenkins stood at the station and looked out for a while, instead of wandering around the town, he chose to go directly to the church.

　　 As an important town in the Northland, 7 of the Twelve Orthodox Churches have set up churches here, even more than Nolan.

　　 Today is Saturday, and there is an endless stream of believers who go to the church to pray. When Jenkins passed the main entrance with the curious cat, the guards of the church didn't pay much attention to him. Jenkins's youthful appearance and steady expression didn't look like a troublemaker either.

　　 Except for the church in Shire, Jenkins has never visited churches in other parishes. So after following the faithful into the church, they didn't know who to look for.

　　 He followed the crowd into the auditorium in the southern part of the complex, and when he realized where he was, he was already sitting on the bench and began to listen to the old priest's lecture.

　　 Very good luck. Judging from the costumes, the old priest in front of him should be a more important person in the church. Jenkins sat there listening for half an hour, and when the priest stepped down to go to rest, he left early and stopped him in the corridor outside the auditorium.

　　 "Sir, do you have anything to do?"

　　 The priest was very polite, with a kind expression on his face, and was not angry because of Jenkins' impolite obstruction.

"I......"

Jenkins hesitated as soon as he opened his mouth. If he directly said "I am the Son of God", the other party would not know if he could believe it. On the contrary, he would be more likely to treat him as a lunatic. Ordinary people may not understand.

　　 "I have some trouble, Father."

　　 "Child, everyone will have trouble, this is life, but mortals..."

　　 "Father, this is actually the case."

　　 He looked around sneakily, and after confirming that there was no one else, he reached out and grabbed the priest's arm. The old priest's expression was very alert, probably because he had misunderstood Jenkins' actions.

　　 The young writer put his right hand on his chest to block possible sight, and then activated his only divine ability [read writing], but did not completely shape the ability, but only showed the nature of the spirit and the effect of light and shadow.

　　 The old priest was taken aback. Although he was a mortal, he could also experience the unique characteristics of sage magic, and immediately understood that Jenkins was a scribe.

　　 The next thing is much easier, because the gentleman in charge of the gifter matters in the diocese of Hot Springs is not in the diocese at present, so the priest took Jenkins to find the secret guard of the diocese.

　　 The secret guard and Jenkins talked a few words, and after confirming the truth of the matter, they contacted the Holy See by special means.

Chapter 1188 Chapter 1168 The Journey to Luen

　　 Hot Spring Town Sage Church, after the old secretman burned the letter sent to Berdylan, he sat on the sofa in the reception room and chatted with Jenkins. But before the two even left the boring weather topic, the reply came back.

　　 With a sharp sound, the light flashed above the desk not far from the sofa, and the letter paper appeared out of thin air and automatically floated in front of the secret guard.

　　 "I got a reply so soon? This time so soon?"

　　 The old man murmured, then opened the letter paper. Seeing the first line of words, his hands trembled, and he almost broke the letter.

　　 He crossed the letter paper to look at Jenkins's face, then at the letter; then at Jenkins's face, and then at the letter again.

　　 took a few breaths and calmed down, then folded the letter paper neatly and sandwiched it in the book aside. The secret guard adjusted his posture and looked at the young man on the sofa feeding the cat with fruit again.

　　 "Mr. Williams?"

　　 "Huh? Oh, yes, it's me, what did the Holy See say? Do you want me to go back by steam train? God, that's a journey across half a continent~"

　　 "It's really you~ I mean, it's an honor to meet. I didn't expect a living saint to visit the diocese of Hot Spring Town. I don't know what I should say..."

　　 can see that the old man wants to show welcome with warm words, but he is worried that it will be overly artificial. Simply gave up the words of welcome, and said the words of the Holy See:

"St. William, the Holy See has just sent instructions. They are very happy that you have not encountered any trouble and can successfully find the nearest church of the sage. Your disappearance has been reported to Beldiran by the Diocese of Nolan this morning. You appear in time, otherwise it will definitely cause greater commotion.

　　 The Holy See instructed that you don’t need to take the steam train to return to Nolan. The Holy See will arrange a steam airship to pick you up in the Kingdom of Hampavo. But you need to go to the city of Ruen and wait. After all, the steam airship cannot fly in the extreme climate near the hot spring town. The temperature here is not suitable for the operation of special models of steam ovens... This is a letter, you can check a bit. "

　　 The convenience brought by the identity of the Son is unimaginable. After checking the soul emblem, Jenkins’s identity was officially confirmed. In order to avoid causing commotion, Jenkins did not let the church members disclose his identity, but only talked with the local bishop.

　　 By convention, most of the bishops of the diocese are elderly people. The Diocese of Wenquan Town is no exception. Even though this diocese covers only a small area of ​​Wenquan Town, although the sparrow is small and well-equipped, there are still some rules.

　　 There was a train from Hot Spring Town to Ruen City today. After Jenkins explained that he wanted to leave immediately, someone immediately helped him get a ticket at 6 o'clock in the evening.

　　 The diocese of Wenquan Town can only use very costly correspondence to contact the Holy See, but the diocese of Ruen is different. Once he reaches Ruen, maybe he can contact Nolan through any other method.

　　 Originally, the Diocese of Hot Spring Town wanted to send a few people to **** Jenkins to Ruen, but Jenkins politely refused. He said that he is a Level 4 bestower and has rich combat experience. Although this place is a bit strange to him, no one locally knows him, and no one plans to harm him.

　　 Instead of bringing the guards to attract attention, it is better to travel alone. From the hot spring town to Ruen, it only takes two nights a day to travel. This is not a big deal.

　　 "But this is not in compliance with the rules, you arrive at us, we must pay attention to it after all."

　　 The old bishop said embarrassingly. After confirming the identity of Jenkins, he has been with Jenkins, and even proposed to organize a small lecture, allowing Jenkins to explain the teachings of the sages to the local priests and priests.

　　 "It's okay, don't care about me too much, you can treat me as an ordinary believer who travels here. And I'm always peaceful around me, and there won't be too many problems."

　　 In this way, Jenkins bid farewell to the group of people who escorted him to the station in the afternoon of the same day, and boarded the train to Ruen to start a new journey. It is a pity not to travel in the bustling hot spring town, so he bought some tourist souvenirs near the station, and plans to give it to his friends when he returns to Nolan.

　　 After confirming that the luggage was delivered to the box, Jenkins sat on the soft bed. Knowing that now, he began to wonder about the magical experience of this day. This morning it was obviously still so... In the evening, it was really hard to imagine that I crossed half of the continent and prepared for a train trip in the icy and snowy northern country.

　　 Thinking of the root of all this, I lowered my head and saw the cat lying comfortably on the pillow.

　　'S eyes narrowed subconsciously, because the cat's mistakes hadn't had time to be punished because he encountered a treacherous situation just after the transfer. So he reached out and poked at the cat who was squinting and wondering if it was asleep. The latter lazily replied:

　　 "Meow~"

　　 It waved its front paws and pulled Jenkins' fingers away, and at the same time it made a lazy cry, but it was more like a yawn.

　　 "I feel that you deliberately kicked over the glass bottle in the morning. To be honest, what do you want to do?"

　　 Jenkins asked, and then felt a bit silly to talk to the cat.

　　 Of course, the cat ignored the man’s question, and still lay down comfortably on the pillow. Although it doesn't like traveling away from home for too long, at least it can make cats comfortable with comfortable cushions.

　　 As for butterflies, that kind of thing is not important at all.

　　 "You won't be allowed to play with butterflies anymore."

　　 Jenkins is still talking, feeling more and more that he is acting stupid now. It was not that he suspected that the cat with a high IQ was pretending to be stupid, but looking at the silly look of chocolate, he felt that it was not that kind of cat.

　　 And since Shire, Jenkins knew that this cat hated stray butterflies, and what happened in the morning was actually surprised but not very unexpected.

　　 In the end, he didn't realize the warning about chocolate, and Jenkins couldn't bear to teach it. So he could only threaten to deduct its rations. After a while, the cat got angry and fell down again, giving Jenkins the illusion of being comforted by the cat.

　　 "Forget it, wait until you return to Nolan and punish it. You must not let it develop the habit of wanton destruction!"

　　 Now that both humans and cats are in the Kingdom of Hampawo, it can be regarded as "smuggling". Jenkins originally had the habit of leaving the Phantom in the closet at home, but when he was in the cemetery on Friday morning, in order to prevent unnecessary fighting, he temporarily cancelled the shadow in the closet and set up a new Phantom in the cemetery instead.

When leaving the cemetery, in order to prevent the haunted rumors from appearing in the cemetery, the phantom was cancelled. After that, he did not go home and stayed with Hathaway all night, so now even if he wants to actively return to Nolan, he can’t do it. .

Chapter 1189 Chapter One 169 Special Hospitality

　　 Listening to the huge noise of the train running in my ear, I can't help but feel a little melancholy at the thought of now being thousands of miles away from Nolan. Sitting at the desk in the box, Jenkins looked at the rolling snow-capped mountains and snowy fields with his face folded, lamenting his misfortune today.

　　 "Is this to compensate for the luck of last night, so the bad luck came so right?"

　　 He originally planned to ask Hathaway to go to the theater with Hathaway tomorrow, but now all his plans have fallen through.

　　 The cat's big eyes stared at Jenkins, and it took a while to look away.

　　 Soon after the train started, before Jenkins opened the "Hampavo Travel Guide (1865 Edition borrowed from the church, someone knocked on the box door.

I thought it was a waiter or a car manager, but after opening the door, I saw a group of young women dressed as maids standing respectfully. The leader was a well-dressed middle-aged housekeeper with meticulous hair. At least Jenkins thought he was sure. The noble housekeeper, that kind of temperament is beyond doubt.

　　 "May I ask you something?"

　　 Jenkins thinks they may have knocked on the wrong door. Although their ticket is the most expensive one, it is impossible to have such a service.

　　 "Is it Mr. Jenkins Williams?"

The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper led by 　　 asked politely. He spoke with a unique charm, which matched the Hampawo language and was very accented.

　　 "Yes, I don't know if you are..."

　　 Jenkins glanced at the young maids in the hallway and confirmed that they were all ordinary people. Then he immediately suspected that these young maids would suddenly take out pistols from under the skirt and shoot, but this seemed impossible.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. William. This is Great Reliant. Someone has ordered a better carriage for you. If you don’t mind, you don’t have to stay here. As for us, the host is worried about you. The journey will be boring, so we have arranged to serve you."

　　 He bends down slightly to show his respect, and the maids automatically split into two rows, and they said neatly "Mr. Williams," while guiding him to the door on the back of the carriage.

"Ok......"

　　The box of this size currently in is the best room on this train. After all, the church will not be stingy with the ticket to Jenkins' ordinary car, so there is no "better car" as the middle-aged housekeeper said. But Jenkins thought for a while, probably guessed what happened, nodded lightly, made everyone outside the door wait for a while, and then walked into the house and picked up his cat.

　　 As for the luggage the church prepared for him, naturally someone would help him take it.

　　 Turning the handle, the door is not outside the car. The junction of the two cars is decorated with wooden boards to form a narrow but not crowded aisle. Pushing the door on the other side of the aisle again, the whole picture of the next carriage came into view.

　　 The walls of the carriages are uniformly covered with golden wallpaper, and the wallpaper is painted with stripes like mountains and rivers. There are no rows of chairs in the carriages and no compartments. Instead, they are all opened up and decorated like a neat and comfortable living room. There is even a fireplace made of stone and bricks on one side, and there is a real fire inside.

　　The beautiful maids were busy stepping on the soft white plush carpet. When they heard the door opening, they immediately put down their work and greeted Jenkins.

　　 The sofa has also been covered with a soft blanket, and the fruit plate and hot tea are also ready on the coffee table. There are an amazing number of books on the bookshelf on the left side wall, and there are even a few pet cats playing with vases on the tidy table. Jenkins immediately felt that the chocolate was a little angry.

　　 "I'm satisfied, just a little curious, Dolo... how did Miss Stuart know that I am here?"

　　 He took a breath and was surprised by the environment here, and then asked Mr. Butler behind him.

　　The middle-aged butler heard Jenkins mention the royal family's surname, and subconsciously bent down again, his voice respectful and humble:

"Your Royal Highness's informant went on an interesting adventure with you. After you separated from them, because of the particularity of that adventure, your relevant news and appearance characteristics were immediately passed on to Luen by special means. Today At about three in the afternoon, His Royal Highness’s order was sent back to Wenquan Town through a special channel, and we immediately began to prepare to welcome you. Sorry, we couldn’t find a better way to travel in a hurry, but we had to hang three cars behind the train as it is now. , I hope you can be satisfied."

　　 "Satisfied, I am very satisfied."

　　 Jenkins said slowly, touched his cat to calm it down, and then motioned to the maid to take the other cats away on the table. He knew in his heart that the next day and a half of travel should not be very boring.

　　 Although Mr. Butler claims that everything here was prepared "in a hurry", he can actually find almost anything Jenkins wants to use.

　　 He even found a cradle next to the sofa, and later put the cat in it, only to realize that it was almost tailor-made for chocolate. But chocolate doesn't like cradles. It still prefers to lie on the mat or Jenkins' lap.

Jenkins didn’t know how Dolores’ servants contacted her in just half a day and received instructions from Roon, but it wouldn’t be a letter, because Dolores didn’t let these people pass the letter. give him.

　　 But the temporary butler Gret Reliant conveyed Dolores’ message that Her Royal Highness the Three Queens warmly invited Jenkins to stay in Ruendo for a few days, and she was ready for a warm welcome ceremony.

　　 "But I don't know what the church arrangements are."

　　 He thought distressedly, and then recalled that when we met on Tuesday night, Alexia mentioned that Luen was about to start the Snow Festival.

　　 "But I can at least take a look at the so-called ice and snow festival, hope it will be interesting."

　　 The day-and-a-half-long train journey became interesting because of the exquisite travel conditions. Jenkins found some detective novels on the bookshelf. It just so happened that he was planning his third book now, so he took two at random to pass the afternoon before dinner.

　　 The maids prepared some desserts for Jenkins and the cat. Jenkins didn't get it because he was focused on reading. When he recovered, the plate was empty, and only a lazy cat was lying on the side.

　　 Supper was held in the carriage behind the living room, and the entire carriage was decorated in the form of a luxurious dining room. Although only Jenkins and the cat were the guests who ate the meal, the meal process was still very pleasant.

　　 The content of the dinner is a meal with strong northern characteristics. Although Jenkins has eaten some of the projections, but because of the special nature of the projection, he could not fully appreciate the taste of food in the past.

Chapter 1190 The First Thousand Seventy

　　 The most commendable content of the dinner is the sturgeon roe caviar stored in a special cylindrical ice tube. After being delivered by the dining car, they are packed in a crystal clear crystal dish and delivered to Jenkins.

　　 Jenkins chose to take out some with a shell spoon and serve it with whipped cream and freshly baked white bread. The moment the mouth is closed, not only can you feel the soft bread and butter, you can also feel the strange sound of the teeth biting the fish eggs gently, and then taste it carefully with your tongue, and you can touch the very strange taste.

　　 Champagne and wine are paired with the meal. Many of them are products from the General Calendar before 1836, which means that they have been cellared for at least 30 years.

　　 But unfortunately, Jenkins has never been interested in alcoholic beverages, so he can't fully appreciate the endless aftertaste when a sip of red wine enters the mouth.

　　 But the cat seems to be interested in red wine. When Jenkins tried to take a sip and decided not to touch the wine, he circled the opened wine bottle on the table. But Jenkins will never let it drink. Even if chocolate shows an edible attitude towards most human foods, Jenkins still can't make a kitten drink.