Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　The old craftsman enthusiastically made suggestions. His gray beard made his face very kind, but Jenkins still thought it was not a good idea.

　　 "Because..."

　　 He couldn't answer this question, and the old craftsman with rich life experience could easily distinguish the complicated emotions from his face. The old man shook his head and stroked the stone surface in the suitcase with his big rough palm:

　　 "In this case, it's better than..."

　　 Before the words fell, the store door behind him was actually pushed open, and Jenkins turned around subconsciously——

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate exclaimed in dissatisfaction, because Jenkins' hand stroking it suddenly hardened.

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Chapter 795 Chapter Seven Hundred and Seventy-Nine War

　　 Jenkins believed that when he turned around, he must be full of horror, and Hathaway, who opened the door and walked in, looked surprised, but soon turned into unexpected joy:

　　 "Hi, Jenkins, I didn't expect to be able to meet you here."

　　 "I, I am also very happy."

　　 Jenkins would stutter when he knew that he was nervous for the first time.

　　 Of course, Hathaway did not come here to find Jenkins, she just came to pick up a piece of custom jewelry. Of course, Hathaway knew that this remote store was also introduced by his father, so Jenkins had to wonder whether his father just asked him to deal with his own affairs, whether he had other purposes.

　　 After receiving the order from Hathaway, the old craftsman turned around and went to the quiet room at the back of the shop to fetch the girl's earrings. Only Jenkins and Hathaway are left in the shop, which makes the man feel that this is a good opportunity. He knows that he can't go to the dance party to confirm who the dance partner is.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Standing on Jenkins's shoulder, looking around at the chocolate, thinking that he was ignored.

　　 "Thank you for inviting me to the dance party. It must be fun, isn't it?"

　　 This sentence made Jenkins feel a little embarrassed.

　　 "I think you will like it."

　　 The red-haired girl stared at Jenkins' eyes, as if she wanted to see her reflection in his eyes.

　　 "This shop is very interesting. Daddy introduced me to it."

　　 Jenkins still changed his mind, maybe he can't ask so directly.

　　 "I also came here after being introduced by my old man, Jenkins, what are you doing here? Are you fetching restored antiques for my old man?"

　　Some antique gems will fall off due to various reasons, such as time, and other accidents. At this time, professional gem craftsmen are required to repair them.

　　 "No, no, it's my own business."

　　 He touched the suitcase to the side and back, and when Hathaway came in, the old craftsman made it up again.

　　 "Maybe if I ask one question now, I can solve both troubles at the same time."

　　 He had a bold idea.

　　 Jenkins is not a timid man, but he is always very cautious when making decisions on key issues. After the idea appears, he will seriously think about the possible consequences of this choice, and think it is a good habit.

　　 eyes left Hathaway's face subconsciously, and casually scanned the narrow and crowded store. There are quite a lot of strange things here, not just chocolate curious, Jenkins is also quite curious. The craftsman who polishes gems probably also polishes lenses. Jenkins saw something that looked like a microscope.

　　 He conceived what he was about to say in his mind, and then suddenly noticed the five wooden soldier dolls in the corner of the wall in the golden empty birdcage.

　　 These dolls were obviously placed here, their workmanship is not good, and the edges and corners that have not been smoothed can be seen at the elbows and brim of the hat. The coloring has peeled off a bit, which is obviously a bargain, incomparable to Miss Stuart's dressable princess puppet that Jenkins has seen.

"what's happenin?"

　　 Hathaway noticed Jenkins's daze.

　　 "Someone once said that I am quite sensitive to the spirit... This cannot be said to be true, but it cannot be said to be a wrong conclusion."

　　 Jenkins didn't open the real eye, this time he really knew that it was something extraordinary just by intuition.

　　 Eyes blinked, and a dazzling red aura burst out from the doll. And as Jenkins raised his finger to them, the soldier dolls suddenly moved.

　　 "Alert! Humans have discovered us!"

　　 The only puppet with a military rank dealt with his throat, with a surprised expression on his face less than the size of a thumb.

　　 The puppets arranged in a team tacitly under its command and jumped out of the bird cage. Their bouncing power is quite amazing. After leaving the cage, they hop around like fleas, and then they are shot down one by one by the chocolate with faster bouncing power and reaction speed. The cat triumphantly pushes the puppets in front of Jenkins.

　　 The man stretched out his hand and patted twice on the little head of the cat sitting on the round table. Chocolate squinted his eyes and made an expression of enjoyment.

　　 "I thought you would only bully squirrels or pigeons."

　　 Jenkins said jokingly, and was immediately slapped by the cat's paw on the back of his hand.

　　 Those puppets are quite powerful, and the guns in their hands are actually real guns. But Hathaway knew this thing and warned Jenkins to be careful in advance, so it didn't take much effort to subdue them.

　　 "B-09-4-3927, Sharot Army."

　　 The red-haired girl is very interested in these small things **** with ropes. She is not the kind of "lucky guy" Jenkins who encounters numbered items almost every day.

"These little guys are very rare. Although they are puppets, they firmly believe that they are a legion of the ancient kingdom of the 13th era [Arthur Magus Empire]. The leader of the legion calls himself Shalot, so we will call them Shalot. Lott Corps. But in fact, these puppets were made later than the 15th era, and their perception is obviously different from the facts."

　　 She was very happy to watch Chocolate stretch out her paws and slap the puppet's head in turn, which reminded her of Jenkins's slap on the cat's head just now.

　　 "So, the characteristic of B-09-4-3927 is these puppets who misunderstand their own identity?"

　　 Jenkins didn't stop the chocolate movement, but wondered why the slapped soldiers didn't yell at them, but were tremblingly **** and dared not move.

　　 "Oh, you hurt me!"

　　 Finally, some soldiers couldn't help but began to complain, but it looked more like a hat that was distressed and torn by sharp cat's claws.

　　 "Meow~"

　　Chocolate continued his actions, seeming to have a lot of fun. The soldier mumbled a few words, and then he dared not speak again.

"Of course it’s not that simple. These puppets are signs of war. Where they appear, there are often fierce wars. From a long time ago, some stupid ordinary people who have heard the legend of B-09-4-3927 thought they were The pioneers of the great righteous **** [God of War Lord], but in fact these puppets are more likely to be the works of the false **** [God of Toys and Games]."

　　 As she said, she stretched out her hand to remove the inverted glass fish tank that was used as a prison, and untied the ropes that bound them in the nervous expressions of the puppets. Jenkins hurriedly picked up the cat in the fish tank.

　　 "There is no need to imprison them, they can exist for a short time, and they will disappear automatically when the time comes."

　　 "A harbinger of war? There will be war in the peaceful city of Nolan?"

　　 Jenkins doesn't care about the whereabouts of the puppets, he only cares about the safety of the city where he lives.

　　PS: Sorry, there are a lot of typos in the morning chapter, I have corrected it. For the repetitive paragraph (6/10), the repeated paragraphs were also deleted, and some new content was added. The chapter is still 2000 words, and the new content can be seen when refreshed.

　　 This is the apology chapter, and there will be a normal update in the evening.

Episode 796

　　 "The information about these little things is recorded in the materials I know."

　　 Hathaway nodded, but the puppets did not leave immediately after regaining their freedom.

　　 The five soldiers found a gap in the debris in the store and stood in a row. First, they glared at Jenkins and his cat, and then collectively took off their hats to pay tribute to Hathaway.

　　 "Thank you, beautiful lady, thank you for your rescue, you have gained the friendship of the Sharot Army."

　　 The leading officer said loudly, and then took a small object as big as sesame seeds from his pocket.

　　 "Please accept this little gift, and I hope you can have a nice day."

　　 Without waiting for Hathaway to refuse, she formed a long line and walked into the air. Obviously there was only air under their feet, but Jenkins still heard the neat sound of boots stepping on the ground.

　　 As the soldiers moved forward step by step, their figure gradually faded and finally disappeared completely.

　　 "Chocolate!"

　　 Jenkins called out suddenly, and hugged the cat who had almost rushed out to grab something. It obviously fell in love with the purple bottle the size of sesame seeds, but it was not Jenkins's thing, he couldn't allow chocolate to touch it.

　　 "It's okay, if chocolate likes..."

　　 Hathaway is very generous.

　　 "No, you can't let chocolate touch such a small thing. If you swallow it in your stomach, it will be troublesome."

　　 Jenkins was still very strict with his cat. Chocolate wriggled in Jenkins' arms a little unhappy, but didn't insist on jumping out again.

　　 The little bottle was put away by Hathaway, and she was going to go back and study it later. The two are still facing trouble now, that is, the missing five puppets in the store will definitely arouse the suspicion of the old craftsman.

　　 Although those things are not valuable, it is not easy to find exactly the same thing in a short time. When Hathaway was worrying, she saw Jenkins open her palm.

　　 A thin black line appeared and extended above his palm, and the rough shape was outlined in just a few seconds. As the man's brows wrinkled tightly, there seemed to be hands that could not be seen in the void to modify those lines to be more precise and condensed, and the color was filled in the gaps of the black lines little by little.

　　 Within half a minute, the first puppet appeared in Jenkins' hands. He weighed what he had fallen into his hands, as if he was evaluating the weight, and then put the puppet on the table aside with a look of indifference.

　　 The red-haired girl was stunned, and did not accept what she had just seen for a while.

　　 "This is...Void Creation?"

　　 Hathaway thought of the rumors about the demon event inexplicably, some people firmly believed that the new gods that appeared at that time used the means of void creation. This is nothing. After all, creating matter is said to be the authority that can only be possessed by gods, but now...

"what?"

　　 Jenkins is still concentrating on reminiscing about the specific appearance of those little guys just now, his brows are frowning, and he concentrates on using the creation pencil with the book of memories to construct those puppets with the help of reading and writing.

"Void creation? No, no, no, where do I have this ability? It's just... reading, yes, have you heard of this magical technique of the Church of the Sage? Although I am not a copy of the church Members, but this magical technique is not without other learning methods. Yes, reading and writing cooperate with some unique abilities to form a chain ability similar to the creation of matter, that's it."

　　 Such half-truths are generally useful. As expected, although Hathaway still looked at Jenkins's hand suspiciously, she didn't ask about it again.

　　 The appearance of B-09-4-3927 is just a trivial matter. Jenkins's major issue now is still to determine who his dance partner is in the afternoon. While reconstructing the puppets while looking sideways at the red-haired girl, Jenkins coughed and was about to say his own words.

　　 "Sorry to interrupt~"

　　 Before his first sound came out, the door of the shop behind him was actually pushed open again. The person who came in this time was Brian, and Jenkins suddenly wanted to laugh. This was really the hermit joking with him.

　　 "Oh, Jenkins, Hathaway!"

　　 The blonde girl didn't expect to meet two people here at the same time, just at this moment, the old craftsman who came back to fetch things also returned.

　　 Four people and a cat gathered in the narrow shop. Although the cat jumped on top of the plaster statue on the side, it was still very crowded.

　　 Jenkins can only develop a gentleman's demeanor, first take his suitcase to the door and wait, let Hathaway and Britney handle their own affairs first.

　　 The alley where this shop is located is extremely narrow, and it is impossible for a carriage to enter. Jenkins hugged the cat under the eaves and looked at the fog in the distance for a while, wondering whether he should go around and come back again.

　　 "Jenkins~"

　　 was thinking, the blonde girl opened the door and stood at the door to greet Jenkins.

　　 "Oh, Britney, are you done with your business?"

　　 As he spoke, he shook his arm and moved the cat he was holding up a little bit. Just now, he felt that the chocolate was going to slide down.

　　 "Not yet, I'm sorry to make you wait here. I also came to pick up the jewelry, the prom in the afternoon..."

　　 She tucked her hair together to let Jenkins understand the purpose of jewelry:

　　 "It's a coincidence that I was able to meet you here. Why not go to lunch together, and then go to the dance party together. Do you still need to go to see Papa Oliver?"

　　 "No, Dad gave me a day off."

　　 Jenkins shook his head and sniffed. It was not that he was infected with the flu, but the smell of the air was very uncomfortable.

　　 "I think you will like the prom, that's really fun."

　　 She looked into Jenkins' eyes with a smile, which reminded Jenkins somehow about the last night on the train, and the white one under the moonlight...

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Jenkins' arms drooped again, and the chocolate almost fell off, and it cried out in dissatisfaction.

　　 "Oh, I think I will enjoy this afternoon... I want to ask a question."

　　 He finally made up his mind to ask this question, which was definitely not a whim:

　　 "Who is my dancing partner...oh, I mean, you always have to have a partner for the dance..."

　　 I regretted this question halfway through, but it is impossible to stop now.

　　 "Your dancing partner?"

　　 Brian looked at Jenkins gently, with her hands behind her back, and then suddenly lowered her head, as if she suddenly became interested in the ground in front of the store:

　　 "Your dancing partner, of course it is me."