In the end, Sheriff Bondy did not find a barbeque for Jason. Instead, he provided Jason with a metal pot as a replacement.
It was just like replacing the hotel that Jason previously resided in with a singles’ dormitory for constables.
The singles’ dormitory in front of him was obviously a more upscale one. There were no upper and lower bunks, unlike what he had imagined. Instead, the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom were all clearly separated into independent rooms. The study was incorporated into the bedroom, where the writing desk, accompanied by two chairs, were all placed by the bedside. Also, there was a dark-colored curtain shading the window that was adjacent to one side of the writing desk.
The room was not very big, but going by Jason’s standards, it was good enough.
Most importantly, the bedding was freshly changed. It was clean, and still bore the scent of being placed out in the sun.
Previously, when he was still living at the quarters provided by the Old Man, he also had a so-called individual room. But, the size of that room probably only had the space to accommodate a bed. And, of course, there was no bed in the room–only a worn mattress and a blanket that needed to be folded several times to cover up all the holes it had.
"My men will send your luggage here in a moment.”
"Don’t worry. They know what they should do, so they will definitely not touch any of your stuff.”
Bondy was speaking as Jason looked around to survey his surroundings.
He did not provide any specifics–just general references.
He did not have more information beforehand. So, if he wanted to get more information, he had to do what he was doing.
After all, he had not forgotten his mainline mission, which was to
“spend seven days on Cross Street”.
Though it was considered quite a close shave earlier on, Jason did not feel that the food that he was about to put into the pot to cook was the source of all the danger.
If that was the case, then the bunch of constables who were so well-equipped with their gunpowder weapons should not be feeling so frightened and helpless. Also, with an officer like Bondy, Jason believed that that food would not possibly have caused so much trouble.
So, there had to be even greater trouble.
In fact, the truth was also as such.
After hearing Jason’s questions, the sheriff frowned.
"It’s a little strange.”
"As you know, the damage previously caused by that monster was so great, that anyone will feel scared just by looking at it.”
"But today, what we see is nothing like the previous few times.”
"Of course, I have no doubts about you, Jason.”
Bondy’s opening words were as such. He thought through every sentence and word before speaking and tried his best to gain Jason’s understanding. At the same time, he was very careful while explaining, lest Jason should take offense.
"I need to hear something more specific.”
There were no fluctuations in Jason’s tone as he continued to ask questions.
"This description that I’m giving you is simply deprived of details. I will bring the painter’s art over right away.”
With that, Bondy got to his feet.
"Jason, do you need anything else?”
As he was about to leave, Bondy stopped to ask.
After giving this a moment of careful consideration, Jason replied,
“Oil, chili, salt, soy sauce, potatoes, onions, tomatoes…”
Bondy was in a daze, speechless, just like the first time he had to face the issue of finding Jason a barbeque. Bondy stood at the same spot for around two seconds before he quietly closed the door for Jason upon leaving the room.
Bondy was extremely pleased with this night watchman, Jason.
Young and strong, yet vigilant and sharp. He even had considerable shooting skills.
He had a slight tendency toward telling cold jokes.
And he would do it suddenly. And people around him would find it simply unbearable!
With such a sigh, Bondy walked in the direction of his own
Some very detailed information on attributes appeared before Jason’s eyes.
But more importantly, behind the two fields [Gunpowder weapon – Small arms (Novice)] and [Hand-to-hand combat (Novice)] found on the skills bar,
“+” signs were affixed.