Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Actually, Jenkins intends to project directly to Luen during the train ride and ask Miss Miller to help with basic etiquette training. He still remembered the Miss Stuart, since she was a prince, then this kind of thing shouldn't be a problem.

　　 Even if he had such a plan, Hathaway's active help still moved him very much. So much text, even if it is not easy to copy it again, she probably wrote it late at night.

"thank you very much."

　　 He thanked again in his heart and felt a strange warmth.

　　 "It's okay, I wish you a smooth journey, Jenkins."

　　 As the woman said, she turned her reddish face to the side, pretending to be interested in the decoration of the carriage.

　　 Saying goodbye to Hathaway, carrying the box and the cat and continuing to the station. This time there was finally no one blocking the road. After showing his ticket, he was immediately led from the dedicated passage to the front of the car, without having to mix with the passing passengers.

　　 Daddy, Robert, and Mary have been waiting for him here long ago.

　　 "I came a bit late. The next time I go out by train, I must be at least an hour in advance. Only God can accurately predict when the train will leave."

　　 Dad warned.

　　 This is actually a joke about steam trains, used to mock trains that are never on time.

　　 "It's...oh, it's just eight o'clock, I see."

　　 He took out his pocket watch from his coat pocket and took a look.

　　 Mary recognized that it was a lady's pocket watch at a glance, so she pulled Robert's sleeve with her hand. But Robert Williams's attention is now on the train, he is always interested in such large steam appliances.

　　 Four people stood in front of the car and checked Jenkins' next itinerary. During this time, another middle-aged gentleman, two noble ladies and a gray-haired elderly noble boarded the car.

　　The old man happened to know him in the end. He was named Giles Marlowe, a baron. But unlike the hapless people drowning in the trend of the times, his two sons both run large, lucrative factories. Therefore, this is a real rich and powerful old nobleman. He once bought antiques from his father, so he can be recognized.

　　 The departure time is coming soon, Jenkins’ luggage and cat were sent into his own box, and Mary still cried at the last minute.

　　 Jenkins, who was standing at the window, heard Robert comforting him, and his father was waving a book at him, which should also be a reminder not to forget to study this week.

　　 With a huge roar, white steam was blasted into the sky. The metal wheels moved slowly and firmly, and the connecting rod and potential energy drove the carriage to move slowly.

　　 woo~

　　 The train finally left the platform. Mary hugged Robert and cried loudly. The old man looked at them at a loss, then turned and waved his arms towards Jenkins who was poking his head out of the window.

　　Until I couldn't see the three people, Jenkins retracted his head into the carriage. He snorted, and the wind blowing for so long in this temperature is indeed bad for his health.

　　 turned around, the old gentleman I saw just now was standing on the other side of the car, watching him slowly while shaking his pipe.

　　 "I remembered the first time I went out when I was young, and my mother was like this too."

　　 He smiled at Jenkins, swiped his right hand skillfully on the car, and then moved the pipe over.

　　 "Do you want to play cards? I think, train travel is always fun."

　　 Train travel in this era is an extremely boring thing, especially Jenkins’ entertainment is only half a box of books. The train is expected to arrive at the destination early on Wednesday morning with two stops in the middle, so he will have to endure boredom for a long time.

　　 As for card games, he doesn't have that mood.

Chapter 420 Chapter 414 Fanatic Fans

　　 The VIP compartment where Jenkins is in has five compartments, and Jenkins is number one. Before and after this car, there are special restaurants, lounges and smoking rooms. Jenkins also met with other passengers at lunch, and their destinations are also Bel Dylan.

　　Because he knew in advance that there would be bodyguards with hidden identities around him, when he was eating lunch, he secretly looked at everyone and guessed which one of the two men and two women were.

　　 The furniture in the box is quite complete, a table, a low bed and a small wardrobe. Except for lunch and dinner, Jenkins reads in his box all day. Chocolate is very interested in steam trains, but Jenkins didn't release it because he was worried that it would be lost.

In the afternoon, the cat who gave up completely can only lie on the window sill boredly looking at the wilderness passing by, or occasionally turn his head and pick up the "Frozen" manuscript scattered on the low bed, actually peeking .

　　 It was time for dinner in a blink of an eye, and Jenkins once again declined the invitation of the two gentlemen to play cards, and walked back to his box with the tea cup.

　　 put the chocolate that he was satisfied with just now on his lap, leaned against the head of the bed in a comfortable way, and projected himself onto Nolan.

　　 is still the big scary living room, and it is still the original location, except that Luen's sky is completely dark.

　　 Seeing Jenkins appear, Miss Miller showed a slight smile, but immediately put her finger in front of her mouth again, beckoning Jenkins not to speak. Jenkins and Chocolate's ears quivered at the same time, and they heard footsteps outside the door.

　　 "Miss Miller...oh, Mr. Poirot is here too, why didn't I see you just now?"

　　 Miss Stuart walked in with the maid Julia. Both of them are wearing heavy winter clothes, and the maids have moved closer to help them change their clothes.

Julia is still the familiar maid dress, while Miss Stuart is wearing a very fashionable high-waisted skirt with lace and ruffles and a bow at the waist. The skirt is still There is a layer of tulle.

　　 Jenkins can’t understand how he wears it this season.

　　 But he still remembers the simple training Hathaway gave him. When meeting a lady, if you are unfamiliar with her and you have to talk to each other to prevent the atmosphere from becoming embarrassing, then the best course of action is:

　　 "Your skirt is really beautiful. I think it was sewn by a master, right?"

　　 "Is that so? This skirt is indeed made by Mrs. Stephanie from the Outerwear ready-to-wear store, but the petticoat here was added to me by Julia."

　　 She sat on another chair with a big smile, and Julia stood behind her with the back of the chair naturally.

　　 "Sure enough, as long as you praise the clothes, ladies will be happy."

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart and looked at Miss Miller again, waiting for her to start the conversation.

　　 The last time I hurriedly came to Ruen to inform that he was safe, Miss Miller also briefly said what happened here. She has now initially gained the trust of Miss Stuart, and has been invited to attend a local gathering of gifters.

　　 As for Mr. Poirot’s investigation, as expected, there has been no progress. Miss Miller could feel that someone was investigating the situation around her, so she played with them very cooperatively.

　　 "Since Mr. Poirot is Miss Miller's friend, do you also know Mr. Williams?"

　　The topic was started by Miss Stuart.

　　 "Yes, I know him well, a very talented person."

　　 This sentence is not a lie.

　　 "Then can you tell me what kind of person Mr. Williams is? I am his pen pal, but I don't know anything about this extremely talented gentleman."

　　E frowned, showing a troubled expression very appropriately.

　　 "Oh, of course it's okay."

　　 Seeing that Miss Miller was still smiling and watching the conversation between the two, Jenkins coughed and briefly introduced:

"I, I mean my friend Jenkins Williams, that is an extremely boring person, he is probably the kind of man without any romantic elements that ladies hate most. He works in an antique shop, yes, Be an apprentice. Although his status as a writer makes him a lot of money, that person still likes those old things.

　　In my impression, I met him at the end of summer this year, and his collection of stories has been written since then. Heh~ I also provided him with a lot of opinions and suggestions, but unfortunately that person always thinks that my opinions are one-sided, and he still needs someone to help revise the manuscript.

　　 This is an extremely old-fashioned and conservative person, who hates any changes in his life. He also has a cat like me..."

　　 Chocolate glanced up at Jenkins.

"But he, ladies, to be honest, I have never seen a person who keeps pets like this. It is not a torture, but he always thinks that his cat eats too much. Before I left Nolan for Ruen, he It seems that I am preparing to make a diet plan for my cat."

　　 If it weren't for Jenkins to press down on the chocolate, it must have sprang up by now. Even so, there was a threatening whirr in the cat's throat.

　　 "Is Mr. William married? I think that a gentleman with talent and pursuit like this should be pursued by many girls, right?"

　　 Miss Stuart looked curious, and she couldn't help but leaned forward.

　　 The corners of Julia's mouth trembled, and the hand holding the back of the chair stretched forward and nodded her back.

　　 "Ha~ How could that guy get married? He is the kind of person who doesn't care about anything except work and study."

　　 Now even the expression on Miss Miller's face is not right. She really wanted to say the phrase "Do you know?", but she had to hold it in her heart. This feeling was quite uncomfortable.

　　 Jenkins said while waving his right hand in the air:

　　 "Please don't get me wrong, he is not health or mentally problematic, but he hasn't met the right person yet. Working and studying hard now is just to make his life better in the future..."

　　 "A man who is very responsible for his family."

　　 Miss Stuart commented.

　　 "That's it."

　　 The man blinked, blushing at the comment.

　　 Even Jenkins could see that the young girl had a fanatical attitude towards pen pals in a foreign country. If you want to make an analogy, then this is very similar to the actors who worship the opera.

　　 He didn't know why the royal princess showed such an attitude just through a few letters, so he could only sigh the wonder of the world.

Chapter 421 Chapter 415 Women and Men

　　 Taking advantage of the conversation, Jenkins also said his request. Like Hathaway, Miss Stuart also thinks that it is difficult to find a professional etiquette teacher in a short time, so she decided to teach Jenkins herself.

　　And the price is that Jenkins and Miss Miller want to assist her in training Julia together. The maid has just stepped into the realm of the benefactor, although Miss Stuart will be her guide, but she believes that the path she walked is not suitable for other people.

　　 "There are some magical powers in the blood of the Kingsley family..."

　　 She just explained so vaguely.

　　 Although she was puzzled that Jenkins' request was "the etiquette for communicating with nobles and even the royal family", she did not ask other things too much. It wasn't until it was almost midnight that the Queen Mother left with her maid.

　　Miss Miller has been talking quietly tonight, and has been sitting there for several hours, which is very much like Julia standing opposite her.

　　 And the maid is very dissatisfied with Jenkins, because the communication between him and his princess is so close.

　　 "You should be on the train now? Can projection be performed during high-speed movement?"

　　 I didn't expect that she was most concerned about this issue.

　　 "Oh, I haven't thought about this, but it should be okay?"

　　 Jenkins rubbed his waist and sat back on the chair. When he was practicing bowing, he heard the bones in his waist bang.

　　 "How is the communication with the princess now?"

　　 "I have gained initial trust. My short-term goal is to become her personal teacher. This should not be difficult. I can see that this lady is also eager to communicate with different benefactors."

　　 "What are you going to teach?"

It was originally a question asked casually, but I didn’t expect Miss Miller to really think about it seriously: “I thought about dancing. When I was a child, I followed my teacher for many years. Painting and literature should be fine, although I can’t write like you. Produce a famous story book on the mainland, but the level of appreciation should be sufficient."

　　 "Have you considered being a math teacher?"

　　 Hearing this question, Miss Miller subconsciously stroked her hair:

　　 "I thought about it, but I have always resisted this profession. I, math teacher..."

　　 is not disgusting, but more like thinking of something in the past. It seems that everyone has their own story, and Jenkins didn't ask much.

　　 The charcoal burning in the fireplace made a slight crackling sound, and the chocolate curled up in the softest position on the carpet, quietly closing his eyes.

　　 turned his head and looked at the clock in the corner, it was almost early morning.

　　 "Do you have any plans for your relationship with the princess? To be honest, I don't really appreciate your ‘deceptive’ way of making friends. Of course, I’m not against it."

　　Miss Miller smiled at Jenkins, tilted her head and looked at him:

　　 "I appreciate you, Jenkins, I really appreciate it. If there are only people like you in the world, then life is too simple."

　　 "Is this irony?"

　　 "No, it's a compliment."

　　 She stood up and faced the fire, the long shadow almost pulled to the other side of the living room.

"I like to calculate everything, but it doesn't mean that I like to complicate life. If everyone is like you, as simple as 1+1=2, then my life will be more comfortable. Yes, Jenkins, I I like people like you..."

　　 Jenkins hadn't organized the language to answer, she turned around with a chuckle, and walked forward to the man's chair. Bowed his head and hugged his head, then kissed him...

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The fried chocolate stood up, then jumped up suddenly, but it happened to be caught by Jenkins's hands waving in the air.

　　 After a long time, the two people separated.

　　 Jenkins panted and tried to shrink into the chair, and blocked the chocolate in front of him, Miss Miller touched her lips with her finger:

　　 "Mr. William, if you are not married by the age of 30, then I will definitely propose to you."

　　 He didn't care about Miss Miller's next plan. He nodded awkwardly, and then disappeared into the chair with the cat.

　　Miss Miller kept a smiling face, turned and looked at the fire.

　　 set the time back to around eleven, the steam train was still driving in the wilderness. But no matter how loud the noise of the train is, it won't affect this quiet world.

　　 Under the double moon, a small black spot approached the last carriage of the train from the rear. It was a middle-aged man riding a skeleton horse and wearing a black trench coat. The horse was similar to the mount of the Undead Knights that Jenkins had encountered, except that there was no burning flame.

　　 He gradually approached the train and finally came to the penultimate quarter. This is a wagon, with some fresh straw inside.