Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 He said so, and then turned away from looking at them: "Come on, I hope this will end soon."

　　 Jenkins doesn't know what image he is in the eyes of this lady at this time, but he can obviously feel her fear. In addition, on the way, the girl also vaguely expressed her intention to solicit Jenkins many times, but Jenkins only regarded it as ignorant.

　　Ms. Silver Flute’s knowledge of Jenkins comes from Miss Magic. Although Miss Magic will not disclose the things of the believers of the **** of lies, she will definitely mention that Mr. Wax/Candle is very dangerous.

　　 For nobles, it is very rare to be able to recruit a high-level gift. Transcendents who can rise to this level are either loyal to the great righteous gods or belong to the backbone of the false gods and evil gods.

　　 Mortals who do not rely on the sect of gods to gain powerful power are so rare that they can be ignored.

　　 The group quickly returned to the warehouse, and during this period, Jenkins also told the target of the transaction that this is a "black eating black" business, so it can be cheaper, but the transaction must be fast.

　　Miss Windsor certainly didn't care about the gold pound question. After the inspection, she readily gave the two suitcases to Jenkins and Miss Yindi. Neither of them opened it in person, but in their hearts they thought that the other party would get more.

　　 "Miss Windsor knows Miss Yindi after all, and the two will have more cooperation in the future, and it makes sense to give more."

　　 "Mr. Wax/Candle is a very powerful gifter after all, and it must be of higher value to Miss Windsor than me. Although he does not want to admit it, he has gotten more and it can be said in the past."

　　 This is how the two of them think now.

　　 separated from the others at the door of the warehouse, took the cat around in a circle, against the cold wind, and headed toward the pier instead of home. Not long after, I saw Miss Magic standing at the end of the trestle bridge.

　　 She was facing the sea with her back hand, the sound of the waves one after another, and the woman’s long hair was flying in the night wind, and the sound of the wind seemed to cheer her.

　　 The sea level in the distance is dark and obscure, and the boundary between the horizon and the sea is ambiguous at night.

　　 The moonlight seems to have gathered on the woman, and the red and blue light is particularly clear all over her. The starlight shone on her head, and the faint mist seemed to cover her with a white gauze.

　　 The appearance of the protagonist of the opera is obviously not a natural phenomenon, and Miss Magic is probably experimenting with new abilities or rituals.

Episode 723

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Chapter 724 Chapter 710 News of the Sword

　　 The waves subsided, and the evening breeze disappeared, as if the stage was curtain call. Only then did Jenkins deliberately make some footsteps, so that Miss Magic found that he had arrived.

　　 "[Building a stage], very interesting ability, isn't it?"

　　 she suddenly turned around and asked.

　　 "I have never heard of it."

　　 Jenkins came to the woman with a suitcase and said, shaking his head.

"This is the ability of spells. The effect is to make yourself dazzling as if you are in the middle of the stage. It's interesting, right? I only discovered this ability in a slate last week. I have to admit that I can feel the world and create this. The ancient gifter of abilities is definitely a genius."

　　 She sighed and took the initiative to take off her hood. When we met in the abandoned cemetery last time, Jenkins had already seen her face, so there was no need to hide it.

　　 "But is it really okay to waste power and position so much?"

"No problem, I bought a batch of B-12-4-4432 [Stay Water] three years ago, because of poor preservation, there have been some signs of deterioration recently, this time it just happened to be used. Let alone this, it seems You and Yindi have gained a lot."

　　 She glanced at the suitcase.

　　 "Your friend has good luck."

　　 Jenkins shook his head, not wanting to share what happened just now. He took a deep breath and felt the moist sea breeze. The waves slapped on the pillars of the trestle bridge below the feet, and the splashes could fly to the face.

　　 "You hinted that I came here to find you and waited so long. What do you want to say? It's late now, and I have to get up early tomorrow to have something to do."

　　 "Go and make crazy plans with your buddies?"

　　 the woman sarcastically, but in fact Jenkins has to go to work on time.

"It's not a big deal, but after all it is related to you, I will tell you. Maybe you still remember the first thing we worked together, which is to be able to find A-12-1 from the pirate. -0044 [Dead Soul's Skull Sword] tattoo."

　　 "Of course...Hmm? Did you find it?"

　　 This is probably the most surprising thing tonight. I scanned the woman's body with [Eye of Reality], but no sword-shaped objects were found.

"Of course not. If I find it, why should I tell you? I just found that the tattoo has not remained the same, but is gradually losing its extraordinary characteristics. This means that the sword is very likely to have been obtained. So the tattoo loses its meaning."

　　 "When is this happening?"

"If you mean the time when the sword was acquired, I'm sorry, I don't know. When I got the tattoo, it had a problem, so the sword of the undead had found its owner before at least last fall. "

　　 That's all she had to say. When Jenkins was silently thinking about the causes and consequences of this matter, she took the initiative to leave.

　　 That dangerous sword finds its owner again, and it will undoubtedly have a huge impact on the material world. But now no one can know the location of the sword and the current situation of the sword master.

The best case is that the sword owner can resist the intrusion of the sword and stay awake, only treating it as a dangerous weapon; and the worst case is that the sword owner has been completely destroyed by the undead like the man thirty years ago. Sword control. This means that the undead natural disasters may come again.

　　 But no matter how worried Jenkins is, there is nothing he can do about it, all he can do is constant futile speculation.

　　He opened the suitcase on the trestle bridge, which contained bundles of 1 pound, 2 pound, 5 pound and 10 pound banknotes. A total of eight thousand pounds, the serial numbers on the banknotes are not continuous, and there are no special marks.

　　 The money is more than Jenkins thought, because Miss Yindi's estimate of that batch of arms is about 12,000 pounds.

　　 But since Miss Windsor is willing to spend so much money, Jenkins will not voluntarily return it. He used [Reading] and drew a new suitcase to hold currency, and then put the original one on stones and threw it into the sea.

　　 Seeing that the suitcase finally sank to the bottom of the sea, she was deeply moved:

　　 "Sure enough, I still make more money by eating black."

　　 But doing this kind of thing once is enough, and he did it only because he happened to meet him. I can imagine how the real owner of tomorrow's arms will feel after discovering that it has been stolen, and hope that this will not cause more serious consequences.

　　 Even if I went to bed late at night, the chocolate woke up Jenkins on time the next morning. The man lazily made up the breakfast for the man and the cat, and walked out of the house yawning, without even realizing that he was wearing two different socks.

　　 I didn't think of it until I passed the bookstore. Today is Monday, which is the day when "Frozen" is on sale.

　　 It is less than eight o'clock, and the bookstore is not open. Jenkins stopped in front of the glass window for a long time, imagining whether someone would pick up his book and pay happily after a few hours.

"Most definitely."

　　 He told himself that he believed that even because of his name, this book would not fail.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate reminded him that he was about to be late.

　　 stepped forward again, greeted the Monday that I don’t know what the future holds.

　　 Dad has read the first draft of that book more than once, and even gave a wealth of guidance. When Jenkins gave him his new book, he paid attention not to the text but the cover.

　　 "This is... Ruskol Snow Mountain?"

"Yes, this is a well-known snow mountain near Ruen. When I traveled to Berduran last time, I saw many artists' depictions of that mountain in the Northland area of ​​the Art Museum. I have to admit that it is really beautiful. Up."

　　 Jenkins has already figured out a coping strategy, this cautious person will not let go of any details.

　　 Even if he does not participate in the sale of the new book, he is always wondering whether the second book will be successful this day. Chocolati noticed this anxiety, so he deliberately knocked over the ink on the table and asked him to wipe it, to drive away the bad mood with work.

　　 But in fact, what replaces anxiety is dissatisfaction with cats.

　　 My friends got the book yesterday, so it will take at least three days to finish reading and comment. Jenkins guessed that Britney would like the content of the book, because this book was inspired by this lady when she chose this subject matter.

　　 There were no customers in the shop in the morning. After doing a simple cleaning job, Jenkins pretended to scribble there. In fact, copying is completely useless. Although he has more than one way to gain spirituality, it always makes people very anxious.

　　 The gift that he got from Blizzard Mountain Villa can effectively explain Jenkins' level leap. But even so, he couldn't immediately declare that he had reached level 4.

Chapter 725 Chapter 711 Peaceful Daily Life in Antique Shops

　　 "Maybe it is a good time to announce the promotion in the middle of next month. I heard that they are also arranging my next baptism."

　　 Jenkins calculated the date, absently writing those tadpoles on paper, while his eyes wandered back and forth on the black and white photos unconsciously.

　　 "Speaking of which, I still don't know what this broken stele is."

　　 There is only one stone monument that left him a deep impression in this world, and that was the one that he saw in the whisper of Yu Zhengshen at the beginning of the new year.

　　 He had guessed the connection between that thing and the thing in the photo, but the two must be different. If you really use a camera to record that sacred and weird thing, then the camera will definitely explode in the first place.

　　 "Stop rubbing the ink bottle with your tail."

　　 Suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed the chocolate tail. The latter made a aggrieved "Woo~" and then crawled back to the mat pitifully.

　　 Even if I think I’m doing it right, the cat’s actions still make Jenkins a little guilty. So he stretched out his hand and stroked his back twice, thinking that he could go to a dessert shop not far away to buy some expensive food for him at noon.

　　 The eight thousand pounds last night is now being placed by Jenkins in his basement cubicle. He has not yet figured out what to do with the money. But getting this money means that after Jenkins invested in the mine, the temporary wallet dryness has been well alleviated, and the profit of the mine will only be dividends every quarter.

　　Because there is no business, the two have been chatting with each other in the morning. Dad told Jenkins some interesting things that happened in the church during the week he left the local area.

　　 "Do you remember the cursed couple? It's about love combing."

　　 "Of course I remember, how? Has the church agreed to help them?"

"According to them, the Holy See found some clues in the library database. It can basically be concluded that they did not lie. But whether they should help them or not has not yet made a decision. I think you should understand that this matter involves another A god, we must be cautious."

　　 "I understand. It's just that I found that we all have memories of this matter now, and the curse itself does not allow irrelevant people to know this matter."

　　 "The focus of the curse is not to interfere with memory, but the cycle of painting inside and outside painting. Even the power of mortals can affect the change of memory, which is not difficult."

　　 The old man said, turning the book in his hand to the next page.

　　 "This matter involves a lot of things. I guess it may not be resolved in three months. However, the woman and the painting are still in the church. If you are still curious, you can apply to see her."

　　 "No, I am not curious."

　　 instinctively told Jenkins that it is better not to participate in such troublesome things.

　　 He thought about it again, and then asked:

　　 "Since that woman has lived for such a long time, does it mean that she knows many secret things about the pre-Era? We may be able to rely on a little bit to supplement the church's database."

"It's not that easy, Jenkins. You may have overlooked an obvious thing: some secrets cannot be spread everywhere, otherwise the spreader and the gainer will be punished. For things that are not secret, the Holy See actually has information, but Will not open up easily. So, that woman has some value, but not much value."

When 　　 said this, the old man sighed again:

"Actually, what I am most curious about is how they offend the gods to be punished like this. In fact, in the past I have also heard that great men punish mortals, but I have never known such evil d.. ...Cough cough, I mean, but I have never known such a severe punishment."

　　You can't criticize the gods casually, and no mortal can violate this. The words used by the old man were obviously inappropriate, so both of them avoided discussing this topic afterwards.

　　 After copying the tadpoles, the old man temporarily put down the book in his hand and instructed Jenkins to study some black powder.

　　 I didn’t say what material is this, and Jenkins’ task is to find its name and function within two days.

　　 "As long as you are not asking others, you can use any other method. I don't care about the process, the important thing is the result."

　　 Jenkins can only see the aura color and strength of this material, and judge its general price by this point. This is very important, because price has a lot to do with the degree of cherishment, and the degree of cherishment will affect the books Jenkins chooses to read.

　　 At lunch, he bought a small piece of cake for his cat. The chocolate was very satisfied, so he lay on the counter peacefully throughout the afternoon without making trouble.

　　 Three golden hairs swayed behind the ears. Seeing Chocolate dozing with his eyes closed, Jenkins stretched out his hand and stroked the three hairs with his fingers, and found that there was no difference in the feel of the other hairs.

　　 "Chocolate, you have the ability to change the color of your own coat, so you didn't change these three hairs yourself, right?"

　　 asked jokingly, the cat didn't even open his eyes, so he didn't bother to talk to him.

　　 When he said this, Dad was looking for something behind the warehouse. An old customer visited the antique shop at noon and chose a copper-colored metal tea tray. In fact, the thing is made of ferroalloy. According to my father, it has a history of 300 years.

Now Dad is looking for cups that match the tea tray. Originally, Jenkins should do this kind of heavy work, but Dad kept the cups separately. If Jenkins were asked to find them, he might not be able to find them this evening. all.

　　 was teasing the cat, jingle~ the door of the shop was pushed open. The one who walked in was a woman wearing a thick cotton-padded coat. Her sharp eyes looked very mean, but this was just the first impression of stupidity and insecurity.

　　 "Hello, guest, can I help you?"

　　 He immediately gave up teasing the cat and asked with a smile. In the blink of an eye, ordinary people, there is nothing suspicious about them, they are indeed ordinary guests.

　　 This is a very outgoing customer. After walking around the store twice, he found the item he liked. Before Dad returned from the warehouse, he made a deal with Jenkins.

　　 This fully proves that Jenkins is now a fairly mature apprentice in an antique shop. After half a year, whether it is a gifter or an ordinary person's work, he has already done a good job.