Jenkins had wanted to find soone to discuss his complicated feelings with, but after thinking it over, he couldn't decide who to turn to. If he spoke to Papa Oliver, the old man would surely offer so valuable advice, but Jenkins couldn't bear the thought of soone close to him knowing about his indecisiveness in love.
"It's written all over your face that you're preoccupied," Alexia remarked.
"Yes. I've suddenly realized that I'm a very greedy person. Although I may appear to lead a simple life..."
There was no point in hiding anything from Alexia; it was impossible anyway.
"In reality, you want far more than the average person," Alexia finished his sentence, capturing his thoughts precisely.
"You and I are the sa kind of person, Jenkins."
She tried sitting a little closer to him, which clearly displeased Chocolate.
"We are in pursuit of sothing greater, which is why we seem to have no worldly desires. The ignorant and the crude simply cannot see what we seek, because most people in this world are rely mortal."
"You're right," Jenkins agreed simply.
"Jenkins, if you want sothing, the most critical thing isn't to consider what others think. You should first asure whether you can obtain what you desire, whether you can control it."
The values and morals behind such a statent were questionable, but it perfectly matched Jenkins's own way of doing things. Generally, he didn't care if he was breaking the law, only if he could get caught, and whether he could still sleep at night after reflecting on his day.
"So, do you know what you want?" the woman asked softly, her tone carrying a hint of hypnotic skill.
"Of course!"
Jenkins wanted to beco a true god. That had been his goal from the very beginning.
"Then go and pursue it," Alexia encouraged at once.
"Yes, you're absolutely right."
He nodded vigorously, failing to see Chocolate raise a paw to cover its tiny face.
He hadn't co here just to talk about the 28th. Jenkins wanted to show Alexia the new weapon he had acquired.
Thinking back on what happened early yesterday morning, there was a heavy sense of it all being orchestrated. Chocolate had played an important role, and in hindsight, it must have also been bewitched by so unseen force.
Jenkins had initially leaned toward the idea that it was connected to that strange forest, but after the white holy sword was born, he began to suspect the handiwork of a deity.
"Why do you call it a holy sword?"
The summoned blade hovered in mid-air on its own. Alexia didn't reach out to touch it, observing it with cautious fascination. She seed completely captivated by it; Jenkins had rarely seen her so interested in an object.
"I don't know, but it certainly looks sacred, doesn't it?"
Jenkins reached out and flicked the blade lightly, a feeling of deep connection rippling through his heart. The sword seed to be made of a combination of bone and wood, yet it had the subtle feel of tal.
"It is indeed sacred. I would say this is the most powerful weapon I have ever seen."
She followed his example and reached out to touch the blade. A faint ripple spread across the surface of the white holy sword.
"Death and life, so harmoniously fused. It's nothing short of a miracle... Have you used this weapon? It looks incredibly sharp."
"Not yet. I can sense its power, and I'm worried that testing it would draw unwanted attention," Jenkins explained.
He could clearly feel the power contained within the white holy sword, and he could sense that Life and Death coexisted within it in perfect balance.
It was incredible, but it was the truth.
After obtaining the sword last night, he had thought about trying a few swings. Even without infusing it with his spirit, it was an unbelievably sharp weapon. Every test object had been cleaved apart without exception.
Alexia was intensely curious about the weapon. After hearing the entire story of its creation, she remained silent for a long while before asking, "When you pulled out the sword, besides the disturbance in the forest, was there anything else unusual?"
"I didn't notice. I was a bit dizzy at the ti," Jenkins admitted sheepishly.
He hadn't even heard the forest's whisper on the wind, let alone noticed anything else.
"When you have the chance, go back and check that tree hollow. This won't be as simple as it seems."
"Alright. Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten about the Draconic Cypher Box. But that dragon was also seriously injured in last night's battle, so it won't be leaving the Evergreen Forest anyti soon. I can find an excuse to go and ask it about it in the near future."
It was Saturday afternoon, and Miss Stuart had been very busy lately. Due to her unique insights into financial developnt, the king had now allowed her to participate in the kingdom's new finance and banking policies.
This was an excellent opportunity for the third princess. Due to her status, her influence in the military was limited. Her brothers, who had long since co of age and been involved in governnt affairs, already had intricate connections with the military factions.
Of course, all of this was conducted under their father's watchful eye.
So, the third princess's involvent in the kingdom's new policies was a great opportunity. After all, armies and Crowns—the currency of the Hamparvo Kingdom—were both indispensable tools on the path to the throne.
"Dolores misses you very much."
"Oh? Does she?"
Jenkins pretended not to understand the aning behind her words and turned to look at the snow falling outside the window. But in his peripheral vision, he could see the faint smile on Alexia's face. She knew exactly what this man was thinking.
"She already knows about Julia's situation, too. Although everyone has tacitly avoided ntioning it, I believe she has already guessed that you have the ability to bring her to Nolan whenever you wish."
The petite woman no longer looked at Jenkins, who was pretending to watch the snow, but reached for her wine glass. She rarely drank, but she wasn't a teetotaler like Jenkins.
In fact, for people of this era, not touching alcohol was a very strange thing. Only a visitor from another world would have such a habit.
"That was an oversight on my part, but I don't think Miss Stuart will be making such a request anyti soon."
"No, she won't. She has great respect for Julia's opinion. That's one of her many virtues."
The woman's eyes shifted to the kitten on Jenkins's lap. The cat, sensing it was being watched, raised its right front paw in what it probably thought was a nacing gesture. It was, however, rely adorable, lacking any real threat.
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