Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "So, that face..."

　　 Jenkins can only ask actively.

　　 "Be patient, and patience is also a precious quality."

　　 The old man expected Jenkins would not help asking, so he smiled when he taught him:

　　 "After comparing the recovered face, it is the thief Shelley Howell who has been missing for almost 30 years. This is a thief who was rampant on the mainland before you were born."

Chapter 359 Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Four

"Shelley Howell is a believer of the false god-[Five-Handed Stalker]. This is not an evil god, but his believer is addicted to stealing. In those years, Howell made several Major cases, these cases almost run through the entire continent. But then he disappeared without any warning. The church once suspected that he was killed by an enemy, but there is no evidence. He did not expect to die in the end. We are here."

　　 While talking about the legend of the thief Howell, the old man sighed for the passing of time. But in the end, I remembered the reason for telling Jenkins:

"Howell's cause of death has not yet been completed, nor can we know the murderer who killed him through divination, nor can we know the reason why he lives as he is now. But what is certain is that this person and dozens of missing pieces Strongly numbered items are related, and there is sufficient evidence to prove that those items were stolen by him, and of course these items will not be hidden in the luggage of the opera troupe."

　　 Jenkins nodded in surprise, saying that he fully understood what the old man said:

　　 "The thief's corpse sewer, who has been missing for decades, is indeed very shocking news. Is it because the people who killed him were also for those items?"

　　 "I can't answer this, but I think the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe can't leave Nolan at all."

　　 What the old man said is reasonable. In order to track down the stolen property of the thief Howell, the Orthodox Church will definitely ask the people who know him best about his experience over the years. The people of Eldron may still be waiting for the visit of the opera troupe, but the church will never let them leave Nolan for at least a year. This is also to protect their safety.

　　 "Eldron? Oh, I'm going to check my account again recently."

　　 Thinking like this, he started his quiet and peaceful day as an apprentice.

　　 Last month, Mr. Bellini once talked to Jenkins about the courses he needs to learn as a newbie gifter. Among the five courses of fighting, firearms, astronomy, arithmetic and etiquette, astronomy is taught by Miss Audrey, while the old man is in charge of arithmetic and firearms courses.

　　 But he thinks that Jenkins' arithmetic does not need to be taught by others, and guns have already been trained in Mr. Ink Club. After lunch and simply asked Jenkins some questions, Dad became more convinced that extra teaching was a waste of time.

　　 "Then, the arithmetic and firearms courses are taught by me in name, but in fact we still study rituals and semiotics as usual. Is there a problem?"

　　 he asked casually.

　　 "No problem, sir!"

　　 Jenkins replied.

"Very well, your progress is a bit behind. My original plan was to at least get to the content of the Seven-Star Ceremony base array before starting in November. This will help us better explore the field of occultism. Now, please answer me. , What are the seven basic elements corresponding to the seven stars in the traditional sense of the old age? If your answer still contains elements such as geomantic omen, water, fire and rusticity, then the task on the weekend will be heavier."

　　 For the time being, I will not mention whether Jenkins can answer the old man’s question. At the same time, at the site of the Ponton Winery, Miss Bevanna raised her head and looked up at the scary giant tree.

　　The forest is not covered by continuous falling snow, and the temperature here maintains the most suitable range. The snow has long since turned into water and is absorbed by the abundant roots buried deep in the soil.

　　 Came with Miss Bevanna, and there was a woman who was also young. She was wearing a white scholar's robe, and there was a starry sky in the middle of her chest.

　　 "It's really amazing."

　　 The woman sighed softly and stretched out her hand to press on the tree trunk beside her. A faint green light spot emerged from the tree trunk and was absorbed by the woman.

　　 "What is going on here? Those cultists who believe in [The Undead Lord] suddenly changed their minds and turned to [The Spirit of All Things]?"

　　 "It is still impossible to divination. It is not just the cause of the energy riot. The whole thing seems to be shrouded in a layer of mist, blocking some of the most critical things."

　　 Miss Bevanna said, looking up at the crown of the giant tree, the lush branches and leaves rustled in the wind. Fortunately, I found that the sparrows here are ready to settle here, and those creatures with insufficient intelligence are more likely to be attracted to this kind of location.

　　 "It's like everything else related to the new **** believer."

　　 A woman from the [Starry Sky and Balance] Church added that she is Carter Frida, the local demigod gifter of the church, and she is in the same position as Miss Bevana. What happened in the city involved too many manpower, so two 8th-level gifters came here to investigate the situation.

　　 "The explosion of the spirit of life can indeed give birth to plants, but this tree does not form naturally."

The believer of 　　 Xingkong squinted his eyes and concluded, "The special trees I know do not seem to contain this species."

　　 "I can't make out what kind of tree this is."

　　 Miss Bevanna also admitted.

　　 The two women took a deep breath together, and the powerful perception made them clearly perceive that the spirit of life in the air simply enters the lungs and then diffuses throughout the body. This is unimaginable anywhere else.

　　 "There is another possibility..."

　　 Miss Bevanna reminded.

　　 "I know, but how can the world tree appear here? The world tree and the elves have already left with the great ninth lord, do the long ears want to return to this world?"

　　 Miss Frida feels ridiculous as she speaks, but when it comes to dominance, her tone still maintains great respect.

"It doesn’t have to be the main trunk of the World Tree. Don’t forget that there are also many branches that shed outside. Moreover, the sacrificial offerings of the Great Flower Lord, the guardian of the World Tree, the patron of the Spirit of Life, and the Elf Royal Family Rachino. The thin blood is in this world."

　　 Miss Bevanna continued to guess.

"That family has no male descendants anymore? And they have almost no elven bloodline. How many epochs is that? If it weren't for a period of time in the frozen tower when I was young, I wouldn't even know it. There is this history."

"Right."

　　 Miss Bevanna nodded, and reached out to catch the leaves falling from above.

　　 "This incident is defined as the battle between the believers of the new **** and the believers of the [immortal lord], which caused an incident with a degree of damage of 2-5. Next, we will arrange for personnel to track down the wanted cultists, and at the same time step up contact with the believers of the new god."

　　 "This is very good. As for this area, everyone is divided equally, and the starry sky takes 2 shares."

　　 "Books account for 2 copies. It just so happens that there are newcomers in the church, and the ceremony has not been completed yet."

Chapter 360 Chapter 355 Psychic Game

　　Ms. Frida didn't ask what "the ceremony" was. Stepping on the green leaves and young grass, she sighed and walked out of the vibrant forest with Miss Bevana.

　　 There is a clear boundary between the forest and the outside world, and the snow and grassland do not interfere with each other with the valley as the boundary.

　　 "The Middleton family will be extinct, and another ancient family will disappear forever. I think the bloodline of the elves' sacrifices may never appear in humans again."

　　 This is what she sighs.

　　 "It's not just that. From a secular point of view, the disappearance of the orthodox royal family of Fidiktelli may not cause any trouble. The king has already decided to give the throne to the lucky foreigner."

　　 Speaking of this, Miss Bevanna clearly paused:

　　 "Maybe the royal family has illegitimate children who are still living outside."

　　 "At least this generation and the previous generation do not. This can be confirmed from the turmoil 12 years ago."

　　 Miss Bevanna nodded when she heard this, and stopped further discussion on this topic. She remembered a conversation two months ago. The protagonists of the conversation were Bishop Parrod and Robert Williams. The cause of the conversation was Jenkins's request for the church to help investigate the cause of the fortune of Williams.

　　 The results have long been found out, but Robert insisted not to tell his children after learning the truth.

　　 "Only a sage can come up with such an interesting script, this is really..."

　　 She smiled and shook her head, waiting for fate to arrange a scene for the protagonists on the stage.

　　 (Chocolate sleep...)

　　 Although the study and work in the antique shop made Jenkins tired, he still did not forget that tonight, he promised Miss Mihail to participate in the psychic game.

　　 When Dad heard Jenkins talk about this, his eyes were a little weird. He also specifically asked whether Hesha would go with him, and according to Miss Mihail, Hathaway strongly opposed her participation in such an event, so she had no idea about it.

　　 Hearing this, the look in the eyes of the old man when he looked at Jenkins was even more strange. That feeling is like observing some rare animal.

　　 Although it was only last week, due to the constant repetition on the 31st, when I recalled it again, I always felt that half a month had passed. When holding chocolates and boarding the carriage waiting at the entrance of the antique shop, Miss Mikhail's beautiful face always makes him feel calm again.

　　 After all, this is the only ordinary person among his few friends who is not a gifter.

　　Chocolate is naturally accompanied by it. Maybe the cat was too young when it was adopted. In addition, at that time, the cat was not very good at caring for the cat. The relationship between the two was a bit too close, so that the chocolate is now sticking to people.

　　 Although Jenkins doesn't hate this.

　　 "Long time no see, your clothes today are really beautiful."

　　 Even in the early winter season, Miss Mihail still wears a skirt. But this kind of skirt is deliberately thickened, and you can see with the naked eye how thick the skirt is decorated with blue lace.

　　 is also wearing a long trench coat for warmth. Inside is a woolen coat and a white embroidered sweater. You can still vaguely see the fashionable collar of the shirt from the unfastened neckline.

"thank you."

　　Miss Mihaier said with a smile, no lady would hate such words.

　　 And in this case, Hathaway taught him bit by bit in the constant relationship with Jenkins.

　　Neither of them had dinner, because before the start of the game, there will be a special evening to entertain everyone. In the carriage, Miss Mihail also briefly introduced what happened today.

　　 In fact, the organizer of the game is not her, but a friend of hers whose surname is Lindsay.

　　 "Lin Sai? This is not a common surname. The only thing I know about Lindsay is Mr. Speaker of the House of Lords of the Kingdom."

　　 "Yes, Lola Lindsay is the third granddaughter of Mr. Speaker. Although his father is only a humble viscount, Lola is very much loved by the Duke of Lindsay."

　　 In the eyes of a true nobleman like Miss Mihail, the viscountry title is just "insignificant", especially the kind of nobleman who has no value and can only rely on the title.

　　 Miss Lola Lindsay’s psychic board was introduced by Miss Mihail and bought exactly the same goods in a thrift store. In fact, many of their friends bought the same goods there.

　　 Then Miss Lindsay didn't know if she was very boring or she was purely curious about it, so she organized this psychic game. Miss Mihail was naturally invited as a good friend, while Jenkins was a male companion.

　　In parties and salons held by unmarried ladies, male partners are just as important as beautiful jewelry.

　　 This is not just a naive comparison, it sometimes involves more complex issues.

　　 All of the above knowledge was learned by Jenkins when he was reading court novels recently. Thinking of this, he felt that it was absolutely correct for the church to make the course of aristocratic etiquette one of the first batch of compulsory courses.

　　 "It seems that I have to go to the bishop earlier and ask when the class will start."

　　Because I just finished work, Jenkins is still wearing his very stain-resistant black clothes.

　　 He explained his request to go home and change a costume, but Miss Mihail just smiled and said to Jenkins:

　　 "It's okay, this time the game venue will be very special. We don't need cumbersome clothes, just regular clothes. I have to say that Mr. William's clothes really make you look younger."

　　 Jenkins stopped talking immediately, for fear that she could see that the so-called "young" was really true.

　　 Because of yesterday’s heavy snow, the whole city was covered in silver. But this is only November, and this is the coastal city of Nolan, not the northern city of Ruen. In the evening, the snow already has some signs of melting.

　　 Looking at the snow outside, Jenkins took the initiative to propose a new topic, which is the new book "Frozen" by the great author.

　　He has a new idea. Since the advent ceremony is two-way, he takes the initiative to go to Luen, and he can directly observe the appearance of the ice and snow country.

　　 And that book, in fact, has been completed, and only after Jenkins fixes the details, it can be given to the publisher. This is also his plan to make the last big investment this year.

　　The price of food in winter is very expensive, and it is very difficult to eat some meat in this season. Although at the end of the fall, Jenkins stored a large number of vegetables at home that were easy to preserve for a long time, according to Mary Williams’ account, but he really didn’t want to spend the whole winter by eating vegetables.

　　 In the past few months, he has fully realized the inconvenience of this era, but only recently did he realize that winter food is the most intolerable thing.

Chapter 361 Chapter Three Hundred and Sixth

　　 Jenkins has fully realized the inconvenience of this era. For example, according to people's habits, a whole roast goose is the most important meal on the New Year's Eve dinner table. But in fact, very few families can do this.

Not to mention, the price of live goose this season is enough to scare off a large number of middle-class people. Even if you have money, you must join an organization called [Goose Club]. After paying a full year membership fee, it is possible to get one at the end of the year. Goose.

　　 Yes, it is only possible.

　　 These things sound absurd, but they are the norm in this era. Jenkins has already thought about it. If you can't get good food on New Year's Eve, he will go to the church and spend it with the bishop. There can be no geese.

　　 It's not that I don't want to go home, but that an adult man like him who has moved out and lived in, generally won't go home at that time.

　　Ms. Mihaier listened intently to the general content of Jenkins's new book. Although many syllables in the doubtful words sounded like "goose", she was attracted by the content of the story and would not easily interrupt it.

This story is completely in line with the preferences of Miss Mikhail, the secrets of the palace, the magic of ice and snow, and the innocent feelings between the sisters, and the strong Princess Aisha...Although this is just a coincidence, all of this book The elements all met her requirements extremely accurately.

　　 "Please stop talking."

　　 As soon as the story was about 1/2, Miss Mihail reached out and interrupted Jenkins.

　　 She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, opening her beautiful green eyes and looking at the man sitting opposite:

"Mr. Williams, sorry, I don't have to go on. I thought this would be a warm fairy tale again, but I didn't expect it to be so... sorry, I can't find an adjective. It's great. ! I will slowly taste the story after your new book is released, so please stop telling it."

　　 "Oh yes, I shouldn't disclose the content of the story in advance."

　　 He smiled apologetically, "I don't think we need to wait for a long time. The story is basically completed and it will be published at the end of the year."

"That's great. I hope that the new book will be as popular as "Stories of Foreigners". I don't know if Mr. William has read the latest newspaper? Your storybook has gained a lot from the entire continent. Welcome, and high praise."

　　 "I haven't read the newspaper, but there are a lot of letters from readers. To be honest, I was really wrong when I bought firewood last month. These letters are enough for me to survive the cold winter."

　　 "It's a humorous statement, but don't you need to store those letters? It's all..."