The Master of the Strange Realm

Everyone is quite familiar with chocolate and has accepted her new appearance quite well. Chocolate is also familiar to the ladies in the family, so there is no conflict.

"The night before yesterday, the night I was with Hathaway and Jessica, Hathaway... suddenly 'meowed', and Jenkins seemed very angry at that time."

Alexia talked about this as a family matter, Sigrid covered her mouth and chuckled, Julia also rolled her eyes, only Dolores didn't understand:

"why are you mad?"

Everyone laughed even more happily now, making Her Royal Highness feel like she was being treated as a child.

"Of course he's not angry. Jenkins is using anger to cover up some of his feelings."

Finally it was the maid who explained. Dolores thought about it for a moment before she understood. She blushed and never asked again.

"However, I never thought that I would marry such a man."

Dolores expressed her emotions:

"He asked me a few days ago whether I would rather be the Holy Spirit or an angel."

The ladies in the Jenkins family, as long as Alexia has the possibility of becoming a god, has the possibility of immortality. The other ladies would turn into dust sooner or later if he didn't interfere, so Jenkins asked for advice early.

Of course, with his ability to control life force, it is not difficult to keep the girls in their current state for hundreds of years, but the decay of mortal souls must be considered, so Jenkins will start preparations now.

"Yes...Master."

Sigrid whispered that Jenkins did not keep his secrets and told the ladies what happened after everyone left on Miss Magic's Daybreak train that day. Therefore, they also know who they are about to marry, and they know that choosing to follow him is a blessing that is almost impossible for mortals to have.

Of course, Jenkins also revealed his origin, that is, his identity as a visitor from a foreign land. But this didn't cause any trouble. The ladies confirmed that he came to this world before he knew everyone, and they no longer cared.

They are in love with the same person from beginning to end. Being a stranger only adds a more magical background to their lover and has no impact on their relationship.

"It should be said that I am lucky. I don't have to pay any price to get the qualification for immortality."

Julia said softly.

"You paid a lot of price."

Dolores said angrily, the maid lady blinked and ignored the princess's little mood.

"Speaking of which, how will he deal with his relationship with that person?"

Dolores pointed to the sky again, and of course everyone knew who she was referring to.

"It's hard to say, but I think Jenkins will make his choice."

Alexia said in a relaxed tone:

"The number of marriages will not increase. He has promised this, so even if they do have an intimate relationship, it is just a relationship between lovers."

"Oh, stop it."

Sigrid covered her face. A nun from the church could not stand such "blasphemous" topics.

"It's just a possibility. Maybe they have nothing to do with each other and are just close friends."

Alexia added, but judging from Dolores's expression, at least Her Highness the Princess didn't believe it at all.

"A few days ago, on the night when Jenkins went out in the middle of the night and drank with Mr. Augustus, he also went to the star realm to visit the protoss, who seemed to be named Rakul. The beautiful protoss lady also has a relationship with Jenkins. Yes, but aren’t they just friends?”

Alexia asked again deliberately, and Dolores curled her lips:

"The star spirit is different from the one above. Teacher, I will not confuse such a concept."

"Really, where did Jenkins go?"

Sigrid complained again, tilting her head and looking at the photo frame placed on the decorative fireplace in the carriage, which was a photo of the family. In the center are Jenkins and Hathaway sitting together, and everyone else is smiling.

But Jenkins thought it would be best to find time to take another photo, not because the chocolate was in cat form, but because everyone was worried about the situation at the time, so the smile was not very happy.

But Sigrid is already very satisfied with this family photo. Only photos taken during special times can reflect the stability of the family.

"Maybe Jenkins went to see Professor Burns."

Dolores guessed again, then twisted a small snack and handed it to her maid. The maid took it after hesitating for a moment, carefully held it to her mouth, covered her mouth with her hand and chewed.

"Professor Burns seemed to want to stay in Nolan. Jenkins said he found the professor a better school position in Belduran, but the professor insisted on staying here."

Sigrid told what she knew.

"There will always be people who stay and people who will always leave, but as long as Jenkins remembers the professor, we will meet again one day."

The short lady said, tilting her head and looking at the good weather outside the window:

"It's time to leave."

She sighed softly. At this time, Hathaway, Britney, Jessica, Miss J and Miss Windsor also walked in together:

"Still haven't found Jenkins?"

Hathaway took Britney's arm and walked in the front. Several ladies in the carriage gave up their seats for them, so that the whole family, wearing all kinds of beautiful dresses and long skirts, could sit together on the sofa next to the coffee table.

"Not found yet. We were just talking about leaving."

Dolores said, and Her Royal Highness followed the teacher's gaze out the window with some melancholy:

"I always feel that if I leave Nolan this time, everything will be different."

"It would have been different. We all had a new identity."

The gentle Miss Windsor said with a smile.

"If you leave, you will come back."

Britney sat next to Hathaway.

"No, it should be said that I can come back at any time."

Sigrid corrected.

"Why do you feel so melancholy all of a sudden?"

Jessica asked strangely.

"Because I'm leaving."

Julia said again.

“The journey always continues, no one stays in the same place.”

Miss J said.

"I know this! The teacher said that a long journey will have a starting point and an end point. Now is both the beginning of a new journey and the end of the original journey!"

Dolores said, her face beaming with joy.

"You still say such things?"

Hathaway looked at the short lady sitting opposite, and Alexia also looked at her unceremoniously:

"You don't think I know how to do math, do you?"

The girls in the carriage were waiting for Jenkins to appear, and Jenkins was standing in front of Nolan Station in the early morning. Even though his photos have been spread all over the world, no one in the hurry recognized him.

Nobles, porters, church personnel, ordinary citizens, people flowed in front of the station, and Jenkins squatted there, looking at the flower girl in front of him. This was a strange thing that changed his life in this world, but now it is extraordinary. :

"Won't you come with me to Belduran?"

He squatted there and looked at the little girl, who had a bright smile on her face. Jenkins briefly dispersed the thick fog and dark clouds around Nolan, and the morning sun was exceptionally bright, warm on his back.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I also have my goals."

She patted her little basket:

"Sir, I'm still walking my own path."

The flower girl's path is to collect sins and become a god. She is temporarily unwilling to accept Jenkins' help, but plans to continue walking in the material world.

"But remember to come to Belduran and see me."

Jenkins patted her little head, gestured with his fingers in the air, and a golden ribbon was pulled out:

"With this, no one will be able to trouble you."

The little girl happily tied the ribbon in her hair. The color of the ribbon matched her hair color:

"Then sir, I will come to see you in the autumn."

It's late summer and fall isn't long around the corner.

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Jenkins stood up with a smile, and the flower girl smiled sweetly at him again before slowly disappearing into the air.

"Sorry, it took me some time to say goodbye to her."

After patting the chocolate close to his back, Jenkins turned around and said to the middle-aged man waiting aside:

"Mr. Barnard, how does it feel to be alive again?"

He left the station temporarily just to say goodbye to Mr. Barnard, but he met the little flower girl, which delayed him for some time.

I didn’t plan to bring anyone to meet this gentleman, but I was followed by Chocolate wearing a fish-shaped hairpin.

She was still wearing the black and white gauze dress that matched her hair color, and the pendant that sealed the difference machine hung around her neck. The pretty girl stood pouting beside Jenkins, holding his arms.

Chocolate thinks it's her fault for cheating on Jenkins, so she's trying her best to get Jenkins to "forgive" herself. So he has been very well-behaved these days, so well-behaved that Dolores said privately that she even suspected that Jenkins deliberately used this method to tame the disobedient cat.

But Chocolate didn't care what others said, Jenkins kept her by his side, and the cat was very satisfied. As for those pesky human women, just let them be.

"feel good."

The former night watchman of the Church of the Night, who guided Jenkins to become a gifter and led Mr. Barnard out of the first treacherous situation, stood in the sunshine in front of Nolan Station.

He had died, but was now resurrected because of Jenkins' final wish.

Wearing a black coat and a pair of long boots. The figure is the same as before, but the shape of the face is different. The face with stubble is exposed to the sun, and everything seems like another world.

It is Mr. Barnard's own request to resuscitate with another face. Even if Jenkins can explain his "resurrection from the dead," Mr. Barnard does not want to deceive with lies, nor does he want people to know that he relies on The power of God is resurrected, and he wants to make the future days more ordinary.

"Then, one last question, won't you follow me to Belduran?"

Jenkins asked again, willing to help Mr. Barnard start his life again.

"No need, I'm going to the country, find my wife and children... tell them everything, and then I'll start over."

The middle-aged smile is very shallow, but it does come from the heart:

"That's fine, let's make a complete break with the past and start a new life. Jenkins, I know you don't want to accept my thanks, but thank you very much."

"There is no need to be so polite between us. In fact, I should thank you more. Mr. Barnard, I will never forget you."

Jenkins shook his head:

"The next step is a new journey for you."

"Aren't you going to start a new journey of your own?"

Mr. Barnard asked, and Jenkins laughed:

"Yes, a new journey... If you encounter difficulties, remember to write to me, just the address of Cold Spring Palace... or just say my name silently."

The two men didn't say anything more, each stretched out their right hands and clasped them together. Then they each turned around and walked in their own direction.

Jenkins walked towards the entrance of the station with the chocolates, and the petite girl stuck next to Jenkins:

"Jenkins, do you forgive me?"

She asked cautiously, her voice soft and weak.

"I will never be angry with you, because my chocolate will always be my chocolate."

The girl blushed with embarrassment. Of course, she might have been pretending. After all, Jenkins knew her temper very well. Standing on tiptoes, he suddenly kissed Jenkins on the cheek. Jenkins stopped and turned around, watching the girl wearing a fish-shaped hairpin bathing in the dim light of the morning, bathing in the sunshine with him.

The blond young man and the black-haired girl looked at each other. The breeze was gentle and the years were quiet. A new journey is about to begin, and there are still people waiting for him to start with him, but Jenkins is willing to stay here for a while, looking at the chocolate at this moment, and is willing to enjoy a short period of peace here.

Whether she's a human or a cat, Jenkins just loves her chocolate.

Everything is over, but again, everything begins again.

Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name from behind. He turned around and saw Mr. Barnard standing there with a smile and waving a black silk ribbon across the crowd of people who were coming to see off the king's family. The yarmulke said goodbye to Jenkins:

"Goodbye, Jenkins! Goodbye, Jenkins!"

He shouted loudly, and the voice rang on the streets with endless crowds of people, in front of the sunny Nolan Station, and in Nolan where all the stories gathered.

"Goodbye, Jenkins~"

The sound of farewell echoed in the wind, and even if he was reluctant to part with it, Jenkins' new journey was about to start.