Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "I am a junior member of the Quill Club, a life member of the Firearms Lovers Association in Yorktown, Nolan, a silver card holder of the Jinbaique auction house, and a deputy of the Edward Dry Cleaner..."

　　 "What sect do you belong to?"

　　 Jenkins changed his questioning method to prevent him from continuing to say those boring things.

　　 "I belong to [The Whip of the Dead], and I believe in the great [Lord of Slaughter]."

　　 This answer is not surprising. After all, few people would be bored and imprint the emblem of the cult organization on their skin.

　　 "What are you here for?"

　　 "It is to find Bruce Siam Nord, and the chief priest hopes to find him."

　　 "Why do you want to find him?"

　　 "I don't know, the chief priest just hopes that if I can find him, I will give him the letter."

　　 "Letter?"

　　 Jenkins asked, and then together with the old elf looked at the pile of things on the desk that belonged to Justin Coland Edworth. In order to prevent accidents, Jenkins confiscated all his belongings, and there was indeed a letter in it.

　　 After blinking and confirming that it was just ordinary letter paper, Jenkins stood up and took the letter and handed it to the old elf. The elf lowered his head and read it quickly, and then returned the letter to Jenkins:

　　 "It's a little surprised, they actually hoped that I would also carry a [Alien Frenzy] tattoo, but I didn't expect anyone to remember me as an old man who was about to die."

　　 The letter is indeed written like this. Although the tone is very polite, there are also some imperative vocabulary. Finally, the chief priest, who did not want to disclose his name, greeted the old elf's health and reminded him that he could find his next address at any time if [Dead's Whip] was willing.

　　 "It looks like we are going to move."

　　 The elf said with a bitter face, and sat up on the bed with one hand, leaning forward slightly while Jenkins was reading the letter, and then asked the captive:

　　 "Do you know anything about [Alien Frenzy]?"

　　 "The church hopes to gain great power, and then to create a real killer, with the power of killing to prove to the world the greatness of our Lord and our strength."

　　 "Is it just that?"

　　 If only doing this kind of thing, there is no need to come to Nolan, which is so dangerous. The wisest choice is to hold the ceremony quietly in the country where the church and kingdom are weakened.

　　 "This is what the chief priest told us."

　　 the captive answered honestly.

　　 "Do you have any other guesses?"

　　 The old elf asked, the long age didn't just make him closer to death.

"The chief priest has concealed a very important thing. I noticed that the church has been collecting materials for blood sacrifices in recent months, and earlier last week, a trick broke into the church’s secret sacrificial ground. The trick was made. The chaos caused a rebellion in the church. The betrayers stole the core materials of the blood sacrifice ceremony. The trick was furious because it failed to find what he wanted, and the church suffered heavy losses."

　　 The old elf did not understand this piece of information. Although he was well informed, he did not know everything. But Jenkins caught the point. He raised his head and made sure:

　　 "Does that crook have bronze skin, and looks like two large tanks stacked on top of each other, and has twelve fingers?"

　　 "Yes, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, your description is consistent with the description of the survivors."

　　 The captive replied, and Jenkins showed such an expression as expected.

"It's A-05-1-4490 [Lucky Doom]. I knew it had been planning to hit the umbilical cord. The deception had been premeditated. It found the Betrayal of the Cthulhu Church and took the umbilical cord away. It’s just that for some reason you can’t directly touch the umbilical cord in the material world, and you will take pains to use the eccentricity in violation of the rules.”

　　 This kind of explanation is much more reasonable, and it connects all the things that happened some time ago. After the Cthulhu Divine Son was born, its umbilical cord was divided into several parts and left in the material world. After the organization that planned the Divine Son incident failed, the four umbilical cords fell into the hands of [The Whip of the Dead].

　　 Since Fini's cousin's house was wiped out, A-05-1-4490, who lost the gambling, has not left Nolan. He noticed the umbilical cord with the power of the **** son and tried to obtain it, so he attacked the cult organization's sacrificial ground, but did not get what he was looking for. It then ventured to use the power of the deception, and then met Jenkins again, and only then did the thing of the deception last time.

　　 "Umbilical cord, what umbilical cord?"

　　 The old elf really didn't know about this, he asked blankly, but his face was stagnant and realized that he was asking this, and he simply took the initiative to participate in the trouble. But it was too late, and Jenkins quickly told about the umbilical cord last week.

Chapter 1072 The Moving Spirit

　　 "The umbilical cord of the son of God, you should know what happened at the end of last year."

　　 In the old elf's home, Jenkins undertook to explain the events of last week. Looking up from the letter paper, he did not see the shocked expression on the old elf's face, but saw a deep regret.

　　 "The umbilical cord of the son of God? Oh, blooming... Nowadays, mortals are really getting bolder and bolder."

　　 He scolded while showing regret, and he didn't know what kind of emotion was dominant.

　　 But the two captives didn't know anything about the umbilical cord. They just guessed that the stolen thing should be related to the blood sacrifice.

　　 In other words, now [Alien Frenzy] [God's Umbilical Cord] [Blood Sacrifice Ceremony] are linked together. Although I don't know what the whip of the dead is going to do, it is definitely not a good thing to come.

　　 After that, Jenkins asked on Friday night last week whether there was a secret operation in [The Whip of the Dead], and then got the news that the chief priest and Captain O'Rourke acted without authorization, which caused heavy losses to the organization.

　　 This is what happened when Jenkins went to the store at night last week, when he got his second umbilical cord.

　　 "It is still unsure where the remaining two umbilical cords are, but the whip of the dead has a good chance of knowing some news...what are they going to do with the umbilical cord? Oh, it's really hard to understand."

　　The prisoner knew only so much, and after asking the question, Jenkins wanted to deal with him. After learning that he had killed many innocent people, Jenkins directly lit him without hesitation, so the middle-aged man was silently turned into ashes in the flame.

　　 "I thought you would prevent me from doing this now. After all, this is the bedroom you live in."

　　 Jenkins said to the old elf.

　　 "I plan to move in a while. I can't live here anymore. Even if you have a mess* party here, I don't mind."

　　 The old elf said without caring.

　　 The location here has been known by [The Whip of the Dead]. After burning the captives, Jenkins helped the old elves move. He has a lot of things, even the furniture here has to be taken away. But the two did not need to move companies. The old elves who had changed their clothes took out a bag of seeds from the drawer and threw them around the house. The seeds germinated quickly and grew into lush young trees in a very short time.

　　 These small trees almost took up all the space in the room. Jenkins and the cat had to stand in the corner, but fortunately the small trees did not squeeze their final space.

The roots of the small tree are planted on all the furniture and objects to be taken away. When the tree has grown, the old elf stands in the middle of the bedroom and chants a short mantra in elf language, while reciting it in four directions: east, west, south, and north. Different gestures.

　　His fingers are very flexible, and the bends can be combined into a wizard rune style. With the appearance of the gestures and the chanting of the mantra, the surface of the little tree emits a little green fluorescence. The fluorescence became stronger and stronger, and in the end Jenkins even had to close his eyes to avoid the flash.

　　 After the light disappeared, only two people standing and a place of dust remained in the empty room. The cat curiously climbed Jenkins's shoulder and saw a maple leaf tattoo on the back of the old elf's hand.

　　 "How about it, doesn't it look good?"

　　He showed Jenkins the tattoo on the back of his hand in a bragging tone:

　　 "This is the yellow spell ability [virtual tree space]. As far as I know, the material world has no inheritance of this ability. Want to learn it? I can teach it to you."

　　 "Oh, thank you very much, but I don't want to learn it yet. I am still planning my own ability system."

　　 This ability is indeed very useful, but Jenkins only has two bubbles left. He appreciates this ability, but has no plans to own it for the time being.

After finishing the house, the old elf Bruce Siamold claimed that the rent deposit he stayed here was enough to pay the rent for this month, so he did not bother the grumpy landlady anymore, but took Jenkins out of the kitchen. The window jumped directly into the alley behind the house.

　　 The elf's movements are very agile. Even if it is now on the third floor, he can easily land. It is hard to see that this was an old man lying in bed waiting for death half an hour ago.

　　 The old elves have a backup place to stay. Although there are also rental apartments, at least the environment is much better than the previous one. This time the rental apartment is in the city center, even two blocks away from the Church of the Sage.

　　 "This is the safest place. I don't think anyone would dare to do something to me in this kind of place unless it is a madman."

　　 He said while wiping the rain from his hair with a towel, the rain outside is still falling, and the two of them ran over under the rain just now.

　　 took out the furniture from the leaves on the back of his hand while explaining the safety of this place to Jenkins. Jenkins nodded and listened absently. He stood at the window and looked out, looking out the empty rainy street, only to see Miss Capet walking eastward along the street holding a paper bag full of bread.

　　 The high-end hotel where she lives is also in the city center. Standing at the current window, you can even see the fourth and fifth floors and the top floor of the hotel in the distance. The woman below was keenly aware that someone was observing her, but after turning around, she only saw a strange young man holding a tabby cat looking at the street view from the kitchen window. Jenkins is still disguised in black robe, so Miss Capet only thought it was an ordinary person.

"What are you looking at?"

　　 The old elf saw Jenkins standing still, and leaned to the window, and then happened to see the background of Miss Cape leaving the street.

　　 "It's nothing, I met an acquaintance."

　　 Jenkins did not want to explain more, and walked away from the window after saying this. The old elf stood motionless, squinting at the disappearing back of the woman.

"what?"

　　 He uttered an interjection that represented a question, turned around and looked at Jenkins, who was wiping his head with a towel, his eyes rolled but said nothing.

　　 After confirming the old elf's new address, Jenkins planned to leave. The elf's attitude was very firm, and he would definitely not answer as long as the bloodline issue was involved. Jenkins thought that he should not be able to change his mind today, so he wanted to come back another day.

　　 Before leaving, the elf promised him that he would not move in the name of the World Tree. Even if he moved, he would leave him with a new address. This was one of the reasons why he was able to leave with peace of mind.

　　 Before bidding farewell, Jenkins wanted to give him his mailing address in the black market bar so that they could communicate with each other. But after thinking about it, he turned around and drew the curtains, retracted the black robe, and revealed the face that belonged to Jenkins Williams.

Chapter 1073 The One Thousand and Fifth Chapter Hesha Mansion

　　 "My name is Jenkins Williams, and the address is written on the paper. If the people from [The Whip of the Dead] come again, you can contact me through this address and I will help you."

　　 Jenkins in front of the window said with a serious face, and the handsome face and slightly pointed ears were directly reflected in the eyes of the old elf. In the eyes of the elves, the facial features of noble blood are very obvious. Although humans can't see it, in the eyes of elves, Jenkins's face and ordinary elves' faces are as big as the difference between the sun and the moon.

　　 The moment he saw Jenkins face up, the old elf took a step back subconsciously, and his heart thumped. But in the end, he plucked up the courage to be calm, pretended that nothing happened, and shook hands with Jenkins at the door to say goodbye.

　　 In fact, the left hand behind her was trembling all the time.

　　 After Jenkins left, the old elf quickly returned to his room on the second floor. Looking at the back of Jenkins disappearing in the rain from the kitchen window, he didn't know how to express his emotions.

　　 Maybe it was an illusion. He felt that the cat on the man's back was a bit like the calamity that appeared in the legend.

　　 "Oh, Fanhua~ May you bless me so that I can understand my role in destiny."

　　 He could only say that in the end, and sincerely hope that Jenkins will come to him as little as possible.

　　 Although there was a delay in the old elf's house, it was not even eleven o'clock when he left the apartment. Jenkins finally dared to reveal his true face because he trusted the old elves so much.

　　 This kind of trust is quite unfounded, but Jenkins feels this way.

　　 Before lunch, Jenkins went to the black market and first checked Mr. Black Cat’s reply. He actually found out the manor that Mr. Corpse owned in Turin. The current owner is a well-known local nobleman who seems to be a viscount. He and his family moved in earlier this year. I lived there and lived my normal life till now.

　　 Mr. Black Cat did not investigate anything related to supernatural power from them, but the transaction time of the house was indeed carried out a week after Nolan’s transaction.

　　 "Mr. Black Cat has just arrived in Turin after all. It is good to be able to investigate this clearly."

Thinking in this way, I asked the owner of the bar and wrote a thank you letter with pen and paper and planned to send it to Mr. Black Cat in a while. At the same time, I thought about going to the post office to send him a sum of money, and then entrusting him to help investigate Stevie. Miss Er, that is, the apprentice the old man used to be.

　　 Jenkins also recounted what happened to Nolan in his letter. Although Mr. Black Cat left Nolan because he was afraid of the turmoil here, he was actually very concerned about what happened here.

　　 After writing the letter, he found the huntress through the middleman clown. Now Jenkins already knows that her true identity is Miss Warfir, a believer of the Lord of God [Warlord].

Since the end of the adventure in the mirror world, Jenkins has not seen her a second time, but the huntress looks pretty good, at least she has not faced the indescribable evil in the mirror world like Jenkins and Miss Cape. .

　　 This time the commission is to pass on more than 5 pieces of [Alien Frenzy] tattoos to the Orthodox Church, no matter what the local church in Nolan is.

　　 When Jenkins said the content of the commission, the huntress thought he was crazy. But for the sake of the golden pound, she did not refuse the commission.

　　 "This is very simple, I will do it in the evening."

　　 "I hope the sooner the better, this is an urgent matter."

　　 wanted to get up from the sofa and leave, but remembered about the mirror world, so he asked tentatively:

　　 "Oh, I also want to find some information about the mirror world. I heard that Nolan has appeared about it."

　　 Since Miss Knight has signs of blood awakening, Miss Walfil, the huntress who left the team early in the mirror world like her, should have some extraordinary gains. Jenkins just wanted to test it briefly. He didn't expect the huntress to sell such information.

　　 "I'm only responsible for picking up tasks. If you want to buy intelligence, please go to the middleman, the clown."

　　 This is indeed the result. Although disappointed, it is not unexpected.

　　 then went to the post office and sent the money to Mr. Black Cat as a thank you. It was time for lunch when I left the post office. Jenkins solved the lunch problem at the nearby restaurant and chocolate. When I left the restaurant, the drizzle that had lasted all morning finally stopped.

　　 It’s just that the sky is still gloomy, and there is a great possibility that it will continue to rain in the afternoon.

　　 Jenkins found a carriage at the end of the street and took him back to St. George Street. He took the box of potions that old Jack gave when he left Shire, and asked the coachman to take him to the house of Count Hesha.

　　 After ringing the bell outside the fence, the servant quickly came to open the door. After learning that Jenkins was visiting, Earl Hesha, who happened to be at home, personally received him.

　　 "I just want to ask Hathaway to go out for afternoon tea."

　　 Jenkins's warm attitude towards the earl feels strange, but since others entertained him, he would not make impolite actions such as leaving immediately.

　　 Because of the bad weather today, Hathaway was also at home, and immediately came out of her room to see him after hearing that Jenkins was visiting. Jenkins was nervous in his heart, but on the outside he explained his intentions very generously. There was joy on Hathaway's face, but he still looked at her father reluctantly, who nodded insignificantly.

　　 "Okay, I have time in the afternoon, can you wait for me? I'm going to change a suit."

　　 "Of course, this is totally fine."

　　 The preparation process for ladies before going out has always been long, even if they are not aware of it themselves. In order to prevent boredom, the earl invited Jenkins to sit in his study. Of course, Jenkins knew he had something to talk about.

　　 The last time the two talked in the study was last year. At that time, Jenkins threatened the Earl with a bunch of sensitive letters seized from the illegal organization [Witch’s House]. After that, the two had never had a formal conversation.

　　 Jenkins thought that today’s conversation would be awkward, but everything was natural. When Jenkins raised his teacup and squinted his eyes to recall what happened in the study last time, the earl was already sitting on the magnificent leather chair behind the desk.

　　 "Long time no see, Baron Williams."

　　 "Long time no see, Earl Hesha, good afternoon."