Chapter 1761 The first thousand seven hundred and thirty-three chapters regret

　　 Then the three of them talked about the Queen Isabella and the throne. This development is still unexpected. Jenkins knew that the queen would have a plan, but he didn't expect it to be so simple that he would break it.

　　 Although this is related to his superb mobility, suddenly he didn't know what cards his opponent had, which made Jenkins a little uncomfortable.

　　Miss Windsor thought that Queen Isabella had no more moves. Although she recently felt that she did not understand the old man as she thought, Miss Windsor was confident that this time she would not go wrong again.

　　 Now that we have talked about this matter, Miss Windsor deliberately or unintentionally talked about the cause and course of yesterday. She once again expressed to Jenkins that she is now wholeheartedly helping Jenkins to become the king and will never repent of the oath she made.

　　 Jenkins believed her.

　　 Today is his birthday, because it seems that the whole world knows this, so Miss Windsor and Sigrid have already prepared gifts. The two did not expect to meet him at Queen Isabella, so they didn't bring the gift with them.

　　 Miss Windsor then tentatively asked how many people would attend the birthday party held at Jenkins's house tonight. Of course Jenkins understood the meaning of this and gave the answer frankly.

"Oh, that's how it is."

　　Miss Windsor understood her, and her complexion darkened a bit, but because she had asked similar questions a long time ago, she was not surprised to get such a reply.

　　 She answered rather plainly, with little emotional ups and downs. This is the girl Jenkins admires most. She will not easily express her emotions and anger on the outside, but she has her own independent ideas, pursuits and hard work.

　　 Because of this problem, suddenly no one in the room spoke. For a while, an awkward atmosphere enveloped the room. Jenkins regretted the wrong conversation direction he had chosen, and felt guilty for rejecting the lady’s kindness. Of course, he doesn't regret doing this. If he really invited Miss Windsor, he wouldn't say what the ladies at home would think, he himself would think he is not him now.

　　 The three of them were silent for a while, and it was Miss Windsor who found the topic again. She apologized to Sigrid with some sorrow, because the misfortune that Sigrid almost suffered was caused by her. The empathetic nun said it was okay, she would not attribute the fault to someone who didn't know.

　　 To ease the atmosphere, Jenkins also thought of another topic. He pretended to talk about the choice made by Queen Isabella before the two entered the study room just now. Sigrid was not interested in this, so he did not comment, but persuaded Jenkins to see clearly the way he was going.

　　 Miss Windsor opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the sentence stopped in her mouth for at least tens of seconds before she thought of a suitable way of expression:

　　 "On this matter, you'd better talk to the princess of Stuart or the Miss Miller. As a party, I should not express my opinion on this sensitive topic."

　　 She tucked the hair in front of her ears and pinned it behind her ears. Alexia often does this kind of action, which in Jenkins's opinion is a very tempting action.

"Meow?"

　　 The squinting cat shook its tail.

　　 "I believe you very much, there is no doubt about that."

　　 As long as the relationship is not discussed, Jenkins is confident to handle everything.

　　 "Because of your trust, I can't express any opinions on this matter."

　　 She emphasized again, with a very serious tone:

"I’m not the kind of person who doesn’t understand what is important and what is not. I don’t give you advice, not because you refused to invite me, but because I really shouldn’t have an opinion on this matter. This is quite serious. Question...Of course, I don’t really care if you refuse to invite me."

　　 When Miss Windsor said the last half of the sentence, she deliberately turned her face away.

　　 Jenkins felt very admired for her being able to mention her own thoughts without shy, and Sigrid on the side also looked at Miss Windsor with a surprised look.

　　 But at the same time, Jenkins is also uncomfortable with this situation. Obviously, the last intentional turning around was to tell him on purpose that she actually cared very much, and Jenkins understood this now.

　　 In this way, the three people have been talking in the club and talked about five o'clock in the afternoon. Because the summer day is relatively long, so even at this time, there is still no sign of the setting sun outside. But Jenkins has to go. He has to pick up Dolores and Alexia first, and arrange for the church to arrange a birthday dinner at home by the way.

After 　　 expressed their desire to leave, the two ladies did not stop it either. They politely sent Jenkins downstairs, and then watched him take the cat away along the street.

　　 "Are you very sorry in your heart?"

After 　　 sent away Jenkins, the two turned around and returned to the room just now. In fact, Sigrid and Miss Windsor were not very familiar before, but after this incident, the two can be regarded as friends.

　　The question was asked by Miss Windsor to Sigrid.

　　 "Sorry? It was you, not me, who wanted to be invited just now, and..."

　　 There was a smile on the corner of the blond girl's mouth, she shook her head quietly:

"Why regret it? This shows that he is not a playboy, but a very principled person... I am not you, why should I regret it? I'm just his cousin, and you don't just want to be Jenkins. Followers of, this sentence should be asked by me. Miss Windsor, do you feel sorry for it?"

　　 "Just call my name Jessica...sorry..."

　　 Miss Windsor did not deny her thoughts about Jenkins, nor would she deny:

　　 "He is indeed better than I thought. He is not a playboy."

　　 nodded thoughtfully while talking.

　　 "Then what did you give Jenkins?"

　　 This time, Sigrid asked instead. Before waiting for the answer from the other party, he said in advance:

　　 "I gave a very interesting leaf, I think he will like it."

"The gift I chose was a pen. To be honest, Jenkins is a strange person. If you investigate his life in detail, you can find that he is almost undesirable. This is really a very strange person. I can't choose a better gift. ."

　　 "No desire, no desire?"

　　 The topic shifted to the topic of gifts, as if the initial conversation did not exist at all.

Sigrid repeated what Miss Windsor had said about Jenkins. At this time, the two of them walked from the corner of the stairs to the third floor. Their steps were very slow, because they had nothing to do this night, so they didn’t care about the conversation. Speed ​​up.

　　PS: Again, if you are dissatisfied with Miss Windsor's arrangement but want to know the follow-up plot, you can directly chat with me and ask for spoilers. In short, after writing such a long story, will I have an unpleasant plot for everyone at the end?

Chapter 1762 Chapter 1734 The Mystery of the Agreement

　　 The girls walked slowly, crossed the stairs and turned into the corridor, the conversation continued:

"Yes, I never expected to meet such a person. He has no desire for money, and even more disdain for power, lest he be burdened with responsibilities. For beautiful girls, oh, to be honest, I once told Ya Miss Lixia Miller has inquired about it, and now the people around him seem to take the initiative to lean on instead of pursuing him. For such a person, the adjective'no desire without desire' is not the best An adjective?"

　　 Miss Windsor was saying things that praised Jenkins, which she had never said to Jenkins.

"No, people must have desires in life, otherwise the whole person will be very empty. Jenkins is in a very good state of mind, unlike an ascetic monk, he must have his own pursuit. And it is because that pursuit is extremely important, so he will Dismissive of other things in life."

　　 Sigrid said, which surprised Miss Windsor:

　　 "Nature Church will teach you these things? And, Jenkins's pursuit... Is it his cat?"

　　 She proposed an answer that seems to be the most likely so far, and then the two ladies laughed at the same time because of this answer.

　　 and the two noble ladies who passed by nodded, Miss Windsor raised her head again, and happened to see the church landscape oil painting hanging in the corridor. She hesitated and asked Sigrid hesitantly:

"Actually, I have always had a problem. I don’t understand. I’m sorry. After all, I’m not from a church and I’m not very familiar with the giver... But judging from what your Majesty has done this time, the secular king , It seems like I know very little about the mysterious world. In other words, I found that there is really no protection from the gifted person around your Majesty.

　　 I thought I hired two women of unknown origins as mysticism consultants because they were too small and I had to reluctantly seek second place, but I did not expect that your Majesty, like me, had no contact with the benefactor at all. "

　　 "Yes, the "Tower Agreement" stipulates that the royal power and the nobles cannot use the supernatural at will."

　　 Sigrid answered naturally, this is a question of common sense for her.

　　 "But isn't it weird? The world is so dangerous, but as a king, he doesn't have any means of protecting himself. It seems that just a benefactor can subvert the whole country..."

　　 Miss Windsor frowned, this is absolutely unreasonable.

　　 "The church must ensure the safety of the royal family. This is also the content of the "Tower Agreement."

　　 Sigrid continued, and then saw Miss Windsor's expression even more confused. The two stopped before a painting of a knight slashing the devil together, and Miss Windsor asked in a more suspicious tone:

　　 "Rely on the church to protect the royal family? Sorry, I heard Jenkins talk about what happened in Roon the other day. If he and Miss Miller hadn't arrived, the Stuart royal family would have almost become history."

"In fact, if Jenkins did not show up in the end, the church would mobilize some people from the front line against the yeti army to rescue them. In fact, this has already happened, but the way Miss Miller and Jenkins appeared was too sudden, so the church The arrangement is useless... Haven’t you thought about it, this era has been more than one thousand eight hundred years, but there has never been a case of royal family members being murdered by the benefactor, or the benefactor Intervene in the secular regime. At least not in the history books. Even in the war and chaotic years of the split of the ancient Hikkali Empire, this has never happened."

　　Miss Windsor was asked by this question. She only thought of the severe separation of royal power and religious power, the lack of extraordinary power of the royal family, and the comical fact that the queen did not understand the benefactor, but ignored the most intuitive content.

　　 "Why?"

　　 She asked Sigrid, and the nun smiled at her:

"In fact, you can ask the princess of the Stuart family, or Miss Miller, or Jenkins... well, Jenkins may not know, he rarely cares about such issues. And he became a gifter There is only one year, and there is a lack of basic common sense questions. I should ask Mr. Oliver... You are an ally of Jenkins. You can get answers to many things as long as you are willing to ask. One of your doubts is very simple. Answer, because B-03-5-9999 [Tower Agreement]."

"what?"

　　 Miss Windsor was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized that she also learned some basic common sense during this period, so she was not completely ignorant. She knew what the numbered items meant.

"The Tower Agreement, the destiny type B is extraordinary. It is not just an agreement. Although there have been many revisions, the content was finally determined, but it is indeed notarized by the gods, and it is determined in the sense of fate and reality. Sex. From the first year of the Eighteenth Era to the Eighteenth Era of 1865, this agreement guaranteed history, the separation of religious and royal power, their independence, and the safety of the mortal royal family. ..... But since 1865, that is, last year, the power of the agreement is waning, because the effective date of the agreement notarized by the gods flashes as of the purple star of destiny."

　　 Sigrid shook his head suddenly, and looked at Miss Windsor seriously:

"God to God, man to man. The basic rule of this epoch is that the mysterious world must not invade the secular order, and the secular must not be involved in the transcendence. This is a rule, so the irrationality that you think will appear. But it is actually very reasonable. , Isn't it?"

　　 "So, the recent things about the royal family are all because the tower agreement is gradually disintegrating?"

　　 Miss Windsor understood, raising her right hand, unconsciously wrapping her fingers around her hair.

　　 "Yes, otherwise the tree house and Jenkins and the church would not dare to associate the mysterious power with the royal family."

　　 The two continued to walk towards the room, Sigrid was in front, and Miss Windsor was slightly behind because of contemplation. She thought about it for a while, and then she clarified the logic, and then said:

"This is really...a near-perfect order, God to God, man to man, mysteriously rampant in the city, but incompatible with the mundane; the kingship rules the country, but it has nothing to do with the transcendence close at hand. It is clearly unreasonable. , But almost perfect."

　　 From her own perspective, from the perspective of a noble family, she sighed like this.

　　 "Yes, our world really has God, God in the true sense, that's why it becomes like this. Praise God, praise the spirit of nature, all things return to nature..."

　　 Sigrid said, and while praying in a low voice, he drew the holy emblem of the righteous **** [Nature's Spirit] on his chest. Finally, he sighed:

"If it were not for the arrival of the end of the epoch, the order between the ordinary and the transcendence would be maintained very well. But the end of the epoch would have meant the collapse of all order, so the recent events can actually be regarded as the coming of the epoch. Omens and symbols of the end. I have read some history, and from the past records, every time the epoch is about to end, there will be similar things...May everything be peaceful."

　　 Miss Windsor nodded, feeling that she had a deeper understanding of the world. A sense of transparency that seemed to penetrate a layer of water film made her feel a little surprised. She felt that after listening to the words just now, she seemed to have some inexplicable gains and changes. But she didn't understand this feeling, and couldn't understand what was happening to her.

　　 After all, the transition from ordinary people to benefactors is never achieved overnight. The secret of listening to the world is just barely opening a small hole in the thick brick wall.

　　Because Jenkins was only sent downstairs just now, the door was not locked when I went out. When the two of them finished the topic, they opened the door again and returned to the spacious room, only to find that there was one more person in front of the closed curtains.

　　Because he was walking in the front, Miss Windsor was haunted behind by the unconsciousness. Sigrid looked at the strange man:

　　 "Sorry sir, who are you?"

　　 His height is a little short, and he wears a hat with a wide brim in a darkened room, so he can't see the specific face.

　　 "Miss Sigrid Capet, I want to invite you to a place with me."

　　 "Are you from the tree house?"

　　 Sigrid immediately became alert, and the other party exclaimed in surprise:

　　 "Very smart. So we are already so famous?"

　　 "Your Majesty no longer wants to cooperate with you, do you still target her now?"

　　 Miss Windsor pulled her thoughts out of the question and answer just now, and asked.

"Do we want to invite this girl just because of the cooperation with that majesty? No, of course not...but it's not the right place to talk now. Those **** believers of lies can always get from me Unexpected corners jump out. Then leave with me, Miss Cape. I don’t want to threaten you, but you have to know that there are more than 100 people in this house where we are, and I don’t mind letting you know that I have a one-off The ability to kill everyone."

　　 Sigrid pursed her mouth and did not speak, while Miss Windsor behind her tightly pulled her clothes to prevent her from leaving.

　　 "There is not much time now, so I will give you five seconds to think about it."

　　 The stranger in the room said that he was really worried that the believer of the lie would suddenly appear, so he was not verbose and started the countdown directly:

　　 "5."

　　 "Meow~" I don't know where I heard a meow, but outside the room is the street, so it's normal to have such a sound.

　　 "4."

　　 There was a loud noise on the street outside, and the man who was counting down immediately turned his head nervously, for fear that a stranger would suddenly appear behind him. But fortunately, there was no one behind him, and the imaginary believer in the lie did not appear.

　　 "3."

　　 But still worried, he walked quickly to the curtain and opened a gap with his fingers to look out. This of course would expose his back to the two ladies, but he didn't worry about their strength.

"2."

From the gap of the curtains, you can see that under the towering street lamp pole, two middle-aged women with baskets are arguing, surrounded by idlers watching the lively, the newspaper boy behind the crowd even because they can’t see the excitement. Kicking stones and getting angry. This was obviously not a sign of the presence of lie believers, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"1."

　　 turned around as he spoke, but the first thing he saw was not a woman, but a fist that was smaller than a sandbag rushing toward his face. This was too sudden, and it happened to launch the attack at the moment when he just let go of his vigilance, and the man was caught off guard by this punch. He staggered back two steps, feeling that the bridge of his nose must be broken.

　　 "You...so mean."

　　 The blood flowed down the nostrils. While trying to block the blood flow with the back of his hand, he raised his head and saw Jenkins returning. Jenkins could actually smash his skull directly with his fist, but considering that there were Miss Windsor and Sigrid behind him, he did not do such a **** thing.

　　 "Where am I mean?"

　　 He rubbed his fist and asked suspiciously.

　　 The man with the back of his nose in his hand wanted to talk, but found that he couldn't open his mouth anymore. Only then did I feel cold on my face, and even the back of my hands "sticky" to my nose. This is the cold air that had frozen my skin just when my fist was in contact.

　　 "You don't need to speak anymore."