Dominate the Treacherous Realm

Chapter 941 Chapter 924 The Stage of Destiny (End of this volume)

　　 In a dark environment, the stage with two lights is the most conspicuous place. In contrast, Jenkins stood up and raised his hand in the darkness, and only people nearby could notice.

　　 As he stood up, he looked at the box in the middle of the second floor, which was the largest box. Miss Bevanna, Miss Broniance, and three other demigods of the Orthodox Church were among them. In order to celebrate the victory over the Skeleton Sword, and to express their gratitude to Jenkins, they will collectively appear here.

　　 "I am here. Antak, I am here!"

　　 Because of the deterrence of those steam bombs on Antak, there were only intermittent sobbing in the theater. Jenkins' voice was exceptionally loud at this moment, and everyone around immediately looked at the sound as the source, but because the theater was too dark, it was impossible to see who was speaking.

　　 "I am here, please don't hurt these innocent people. You coward, if you want to fight with me, you don't have to use this method, I am here!"

　　 Jenkins said loudly again, wanting to leave his seat and head to the stage. Britney's hand firmly grasped Jenkins's shirt hem, forcing him to take off his coat and leave with his shirt.

　　 Hathaway didn't say a word. She originally wanted to grab Jenkins' arm, but she felt the man's toughness. As for the cat originally wanted to go with it, Jenkins left it directly on the seat.

　　 probably heard the footsteps of Jenkins walking onto the stage, and an uproar sounded in the theater. If the lighting is restored at this time, you should be able to see the various expressions of life. Unfortunately, only Jenkins wearing a monocle can see all of this at this time. Obviously he was on the stage, but at this moment, he felt that the people under the stage were real actors, and he was just a bystander.

　　 When the Duke of Antak arrived on the stage from the second floor of the blast, almost all the lighting fixtures directly above the stage were damaged, and only two were left intact.

　　The Duke was standing under one of the lamps, holding a sword in one hand and pulling off his shirt; Jenkins took a deep breath and went to the other lamp, then bent down and picked up the ordinary sword.

"Williamt, long time no see~Listen, I am an honest person. No matter what the result of the duel, I will not detonate the bomb on my body. But tonight, I and you, there must be someone who will fight for this honorable duel. Die, I think you should be ready."

　　 The Duke said loudly, his voice was extremely upright, he just wanted to make the people in the audience doubt the truth of the matter a few days ago.

　　 "Of course, this is a duel of honor. You coward, if you still have the honor of this nobleman, you shouldn't threaten me with the lives of so many people!"

　　 Jenkins responded, swiping the sword twice with his right hand, trying to adapt to the weight and center of gravity of the weapon. In terms of pretending to be honest and innocent, the young duke is far worse than the young writer.

　　 Antak should have realized this too, and he was reluctant to talk nonsense with Jenkins, and said straightforwardly:

　　 "The rules are very simple. You can't leave the confines of the stage. This duel will not end until one of us dies."

　　 The sword in his hand has a red aura, but Jenkins cannot tell what kind of ritual treatment it has undergone. But when the two swords fought for the first time, the sword in Jenkins's hand would be broken for the first time.

　　 "Well, there are a lot of swords that have been broken in my hand recently..."

　　 Thinking wildly in his mind, Jenkins shook his head slightly. Although the two are equally young, the more confident, handsome and simple Jenkins looks more dazzling.

　　 "Antak, you should know that no matter what the outcome is tonight, you can't escape from here. I thought you would choose to leave Nolan as soon as possible. Are you crazy to choose to do this kind of thing?"

　　 The dazzling light vented down from the top of the head, making the metal blade flash. It's just that it's a little hot under the light, even if it's just wearing a shirt, it feels a little hot.

　　 "Williamt, you won't understand. I am the protagonist of the stage tonight, and the stars of tonight shine for me!"

　　 Antak's voice was steady and powerful, and he didn't feel panicked. He glanced at the audience again, and the strange look in the audience made the audience in an uproar again.

　　 The audience under the stage has adapted to the current situation, at least now many people are really looking forward to the result of the duel. Wanted criminals, nobles, beautiful girls, young writers and God's favors (common people's views on Jenkins), all these are like scripts on stage.

　　 "You are so sure, must you be the winner?"

　　 Jenkins took his sword and paced counterclockwise to the side, Antak followed his footsteps and left the light, the two always maintained an angle of 180 degrees. Although there are no lights in other places on the stage, the audience can barely see the two of them because of the influence of the two remaining lights.

　　 "Yes, the winner must be me, because I am the protagonist. There is nothing wrong with this."

　　 Both holding swords circled the stage, staring at each other closely looking for flaws, and they would reappear in the light every tens of seconds. Jenkins doesn't know whether the duke on the opposite side has systematically studied swordsmanship, but he hasn't had such experience.

　　 "The protagonist of the stage? This is the first time I heard someone say that he is the protagonist in public...Don't you feel ashamed?"

　　 Jenkins swears that he heard a slight laughter from the stage.

"Shame? No, Williams, although you and I are standing on this stage at the moment, there is a world of difference between us. I have a noble birth and have been the center of everything since I was a child. If this world is a stage, then I Must be the most important person on this stage, yes, just like this moment, I am the protagonist of the stage."

　　 The two stopped tacitly under the bright lights, and raised their swords respectively.

　　 "The most important person on the stage..."

　　 Jenkins felt that some power was about to come out, just waiting for him to say the answer. He has experienced a lot since the Vampire event more than a month, and his dramatic fate has been constantly experienced by him during this time.

　　 Some things are like the deliberate arrangement of the stage, but everything is Jenkins's own choice. He knows what he wants and knows what he understands.

　　 The light spot of Duke Antak’s ability is shining, he has already arranged everything, and at this time [Stage Fan Lock] is guaranteeing his ultimate victory.

　　 "The most important person on the stage is the audience!"

　　 At the same time, the two raised their swords and rushed out of the light, and they met in the darkest position in the center of the stage. Fate collided at this moment, and the audience remembered the sound of one after another. But in fact it was just a simple metal clash, and it was all over.

　　 The two stumblingly appeared under each other's lights, Jenkins staggered to a halt and knelt down on one knee. Duke Antak turned his back to him and held his sword against the ground. No one could see his expression at the moment.

　　 The darkness in the theater further brings out the brightness of the two lamps. The two people under the light are the most shining people at the moment, but one person is destined to become a stepping stone for the other after tens of seconds.

　　 "This is a bit wrong, who are you?"

　　 Antak asked, the black coat on his body contrasted sharply with Jenkins' white shirt.

　　 "This is Jenkins Williams."

　　 Jenkins, who had fastened his shoelaces (note) stood up, and with the movement of his getting up, the first drop of blood from the Duke’s chest dripped on the wooden floor of the stage.

　　 The young writer turned around, holding the broken sword in his hand.

Duke 　　 also reluctantly turned around, the blood under his feet has stained the ground.

　　 "This is so interesting, this is different from my arrangement."

　　 As he spoke, he kept the hand in his arms ready to detonate the steam bomb and took out the pistol from his pocket. The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Jenkins, and the dark gun body actually flashed under the lights of the stage.

　　 "Oh~ my god~"

　　 The screams of the audience kept coming, and being able to take out a pistol in such a regular duel, Antak didn't care about anything anymore.

　　 "Yes, this is really fun."

　　 Jenkins nodded in agreement, he took the initiative to throw away the truncated sword, and the weapon fell on the floor of the stage with a clear cry.

　　 "Do you believe it, Antak, I am righteous. The gods will always bless the righteous and kind-hearted people. William will bet with you that there are no bullets in your gun."

　　 I said this sentence to explain what happened later. Of course, the church should also issue a statement to help Jenkins cover up his identity.

　　 chanted the sage’s proverbs loudly. The young writer didn’t care about aiming at his muzzle, but raised his hand to draw the holy emblem on his chest, and said in a suitable volume:

　　 "Praise the sage, may your brilliance illuminate the way I move forward at this moment."

　　嘭~

　　 The trigger was pulled by the Duke, and the sound of that moment seemed to break through everyone's eardrums.

　　 At that moment, the grim-faced Antak, the Jenkins who closed his eyes and prayed, the worried girls, the surprised gentlemen and ladies, and the cat watching the play with wide-eyed eyes all seemed eternal.

　　 The blasted pistol completely knocked down the owner of the gun, and the gunshot spread to all parts of the theater and to everyone's ears.

　　 As the gunshot ended, the Duke fell back and lay on his back on the ground. In the silent theater, the muffled noise was exceptionally loud.

In front of Jenkins, the purple [Observer] and the bleak [Stage] lock are combined together. The six shining light spots constitute a brand new soul emblem, which is in harmony with [The Origin of Life] [Unknown Road] [Twin Demons] [Undead] [Real Phantoms] are located at the core to support Jenkins' soul. .

　　 On the second floor, Miss Bevanna completely knocked down the demigod in the tree house.

　　 There are only two lights on the stage, one standing and the other falling.

　　 Under the stage, there was thunderous applause.

　　PS: Chapter 920 mentioned that Jenkins's leather shoes today are laced.

　　 The volume is over. The volume of Destiny is full of drama, including the defeat of Pompeii, the Bone Sword and the final scene. I hope I can write that kind of ritual sense of the stage.

　　 3K chapter, if half of the 2K is issued, it is a bit inappropriate.

　　 ask for everything.

Chapter 942 Chapter 925 Conversation Under the Moon

　　 Jenkins guessed that tonight’s performance would be the headline news in tomorrow’s newspapers, but he did not expect that the content of the news would be a terrifying robbery.

　　 The death of Duke Antak is actually not unexpected. Even without the clever "lucky" formed by [Destiny Stage], he is definitely not Jenkins's opponent.

　　 But the people off the stage, including Britney, don't think so. When the lights in the theater were restored, Goldilocks ran onto the stage and hugged Jenkins.

　　 This scene was seen by many people, but no one could see the smile on the face of the Marquis Mihaier in the box on the second floor.

The police and army from the 　　 brigade arrived twenty minutes later, but no one prevented Jenkins from leaving. What happened tonight is enough to circulate in Nolan City for hundreds of years, and the protagonist of the story has gone away in the company of the female companions.

　　 Brian had invited Jenkins to her as a guest in the evening, and it is right to go there now. Although Jenkins still wants to go back to his home, and then test whether the [Destiny Stage] chain is the same as I imagined, the girls think that they should not go home so late.

　　Britney's house outside the city is not actually a suburb, it happens to be in a dense fog area outside the city. The driver dare not drive too fast in the thick fog, and it is difficult to provide illumination whether it is street lights or moonlight.

　　 Now the coachmen are accustomed to hanging multiple kerosene lamps on their carriages when passing through dense fog. This is a waste of money, of course, but it is a very necessary measure for safety.

　　Bryney’s house is located in a quiet neighborhood, not far from Miss Audrey’s residence.

　　 Different from Hathaway, who is a gifter, has other incomes. Britney's house was bought the year before last with the pocket money she saved from her childhood.

　　 Originally, the money was to be saved and used for other purposes after being married, but Hathaway believes that housing prices in Nolan City will rise rapidly in recent years. In fact, she thinks it is correct.

　　 The rise of the steam industry has attracted a large number of rural people into the cities. This is not only the impact of a large number of employment opportunities, but also the contradiction between factories and pastures and agricultural land.

　　The increase in urban population will inevitably lead to the result of rising housing prices, which is fully reflected in the current Nolan.

　　Bryney didn't seem to be relieved by what happened just now. After entering the house, she went back to her room with the excuse of being uncomfortable. So Hathaway can only entertain Jenkins and arrange the room for him and the cat to stay tonight.

"what is the problem?"

　　 asked the maid to prepare supper. Just as Jenkins walked into the room, the girl behind him asked aggressively.

　　Although so far, most of Nolan's benefactors don't know the role of Duke Antak in the Skeleton Sword incident, and only think that this is a scapegoat who was caught. But Hathaway knows everything about Briney very well, knowing that although the Duke has proposed a marriage contract, it is absolutely impossible to propose a duel to Jenkins because of the blond girl. This incident has revealed weirdness from beginning to end.

　　 "It's very simple."

　　 Jenkins turned his back to her, looking at the silent night outside the window. The moonlight shining through the foggy area **** him, he was ready.

　　 "The Duke of Antak is a gifter, and he wants to avenge the Church of the Sage. The reason should be clear to you. The Antak family is probably going to be removed."

　　 To some extent, this is not a lie.

　　 "Why is he looking for you, Jenkins? Because you are Nolan's big celebrity?"

　　 I could hear Hathaway being angry, but she didn't know who to be angry with. Jenkins looked right, and Britney was even more right, and the only Duke Antak who was at fault had died under the blasted gun in full view.

　　 "Because..."

　　 Jenkins is hesitating whether he should tell part of the truth at this time. Although he has the priesthood of [lie], he is not a person who likes to lie and enjoys it...

"Meow?"

　　 Although he does use lying as a means of survival and foothold, he doesn't mind letting people around him know some of his unimportant secrets at the appropriate time.

　　 "Because..."

　　 He intends to reveal his identity as a scribe.

　　 "Because of God?"

　　 Hathaway added softly.

"Ok?"

　　 Now it's Jenkins' turn to wonder.

　　 "Sorry, what did you say?"

　　 He turned his head, he no longer had the composure that he had just now.

　　 "Actually, I also concealed some things...Screw Pompe and Skeleton Sword, my lord also participated..."

　　 Jenkins has no idea what the current conversation is about.

　　 "Although the Orthodox Church eventually defeated the sword, in fact my lord participated in some plans...The music box you sent..."

　　 This is indeed a fact, but Jenkins believes that the facts Hathaway conjectured are very different from the facts he personally experienced.

"...I can guess the disgraceful role played by the Duke of Antak in this matter. He probably learned about your role in this matter from other means, and you helped my lord. ...But I can't avenge my lord or the Orthodox Church, so I can only use you to vent my anger..."

　　 Chocolate is smiling patiently, and so is Jenkins.

"......Ok......"

　　 He turned around and looked at the dense fog outside the window again, really patience not to laugh, even if he didn't know why he laughed.

　　 "Sorry, Jenkins."

　　 The woman stretched out her hand and hugged Jenkins from behind. Except for the dream world, this is probably a rare close contact between the two.