Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins pointed at the cat politely.

　　 "Of course it can, isn't it very cute?"

　　 "No, I mean hygiene...no, nothing."

　　 This is not that era anymore.

　　 The hospital is very quiet. The environment here is much better than Nolan Fifth Public Hospital. The walls of the corridor are painted with white paint, and portraits from different eras are neatly arranged.

　　 Occasionally there are gentlemen and ladies who walk out of the room. They are all dressed in serious and decent clothes, their chests straightened and their heads raised, and there is no joy or sorrow on their faces.

　　 "Baron Williams, good afternoon."

　　 She smiled and said hello, and re-read the word "baron".

　　 "Please don't call me that, the old man told me that the Honorable Baron is not a nobleman at all."

　　 he responded with embarrassment.

"But compared to me... don't say this, congratulations Jenkins. But according to the general social etiquette, you should bring a bunch of flowers when visiting patients, not fruits in ugly baskets. Although I have to admit, you put them very well. Pretty."

　　 The two were walking and talking, but she refused to stare at Jenkins.

　　 "Hesha small..."

　　 "Ahem."

"Hathaway, I'm allergic to flowers, yes, mentally allergic. I originally planned to bring some eggs and milk, but the egg seller said that my brain was broken. The coachman told me that if I don't want to buy flowers, buy some fruits. Yes."

　　 "Eggs and milk?"

　　 The red-haired girl covered her mouth and chuckled, "I believe now that you have never dated a girl of the same age. Otherwise, you should always know some basic social etiquette."

　　 The two walked inward along the long corridor. The girl pushed open the wooden door closest to the stairs, and Jenkins walked directly in.

　　 "Good afternoon, Mihai..."

　　 This is a utility room.

　　 Hathaway closed the door of the room behind her. As there were no windows, the room suddenly became dark.

"what are you going to do?"

　　 he asked in a panic.

　　 "Say something."

　　 She bent down and raised a brand new oil lamp behind the stacked damaged hospital beds. After twisting it a few times, the oil lamp turned on. It turned out to be well prepared.

　　 "Thank you again for saving me that night."

　　 stared at Jenkins and said calmly, his cheeks were a little red in the light yellow fire.

　　 "No thanks, you are my friend."

　　 put the fruit basket on the floor and sat on the chair with the broken back holding the chocolate.

　　 "But I want to remind you that your black-robed friend is not a good person, he is still on the most wanted list."

　　 "I know, but he is also my friend."

　　 Both of them fell silent, Jenkins has a talent for talking to death.

Hathaway raised her eyes to see the coquettish cat in Jenkins' arms, and then reminded: "You know, the saint also appeared that night. And he also has a cat, a pure black cat, which is very similar to the chocolate breed. ."

　　 "Is that so? But chocolate is not a very precious cat species, it doesn't matter if it looks like some."

　　 He chuckled.

"Jenkins, can you be more serious? We are discussing very important issues. You are really not suitable to be a gifter. How can a stupid person like you come into contact with the darkest darkness in the world? A sage should bless you. You, don't meet bad people for the rest of your life."

　　 The girl mentioned this question again, but Jenkins couldn't get serious, because the saint was him.

　　 "Thank you. But the identity of the giver is my glory."

　　 The girl tilted her face and looked at the broken iron pulley on the hospital bed.

　　 "If one day you are in danger, I will save you too."

　　 Although Jenkins usually has low EQ when facing ladies, the airtight environment seems to lock the lost EQ at the moment, and he also feels that the atmosphere is a bit wrong.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 It seems that the lock is not enough.

　　 Hathaway looked at Jenkins strangely, then sighed, took a spar from her arms and threw it to him.

"your."

　　 The spar is crystal clear, even if it is sold as a handicraft, it can be sold at a good price. At the center, a small black flame was burning quietly.

　　 "This is the fire of the demon flame left in place after you killed the demon that night."

　　 "Wait, haven't we been together all the time, how did you charge?"

　　 The spar itself is very warm, I don't know whether it is its own characteristics or the girl's body temperature.

　　 "Just leave it alone, in short, this is yours, I don't take other people's things."

　　 Actually, Jenkins also dropped a black flame when solving the first demon at the back door of the church, but no one paid attention to it at the time. I don't know which one was cheaper in the end. Maybe it was taken away by the church people.

Chapter 148 Chapter 144 Transformation

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate rolled over on Jenkins' leg and asked Jenkins to scratch his belly.

　　 "[Death and End] The undead knights of the church rely on this thing to hold rituals and transform into that special form?"

　　 looked at the black flame against the light of the oil lamp, there was indeed a different kind of charm.

　　 "How can it be so simple? This is just the material for the core blue alien ability in the chain ability. Oh, you haven't heard of it. The blue ability represents the alien species. This is very precious knowledge."

　　 Hathaway sighed softly: "White foundation, red fighting, yellow spells, golden magic, blue alien, and purple, the legendary destiny. I really don't know how many secrets the gifters have!"

　　 "Purple Destiny?"

　　 Asked knowingly again.

　　 "Yes, I know a gentleman with a purple soul emblem. He is very powerful, cruel, good at hiding, and very decisive in his actions. He will never smile foolishly when talking about God."

　　 "Why didn't I know that I was killing people like hell?"

　　 Jenkins sneered, his face showing admiration.

　　 "What's the use of this thing?"

　　 He shook the spar in his hand.

　　 "It is directly absorbed after being broken, and it is said that it can promote the evolution of flame-like abilities. I don't know about the others."

　　 She explained irresponsibly, reaching out to touch the chocolate, but she was immediately avoided.

　　 "It is said?"

"In this era, there are very few recorded demons appearing. I also found some clues after reading some ancient books that came from wrong sources. Those **** ancient words are really hard to understand. But there should be someone on the black market that would be interested in this thing. It's not common after all."

　　 "I know this. The brokers on the black market have mentioned this, but I think it may also be [Death and End] the church is buying..."

　　 He nodded lightly, exposing the incident, thinking in his heart.

　　 "How is Miss Mihail? I hope the devil didn't hurt her."

　　 "She is fine, she has no injuries. This is really a lucky gift from God, oh~ I will definitely persuade her to completely give up the search for the mysterious knowledge. To be honest, she does not have the potential to become a gifter."

　　 If two people come out of the utility room and be seen together, then it's not clear. Jenkins coughed first, and gently opened the door to reveal a gap for the chocolate to drill out. After two meows came from outside, the young gentleman walked out generously.

　　Ms. Mihaier’s ward is on the third floor. Hathaway asked Jenkins to wait outside the door. She went in to see the situation of her friend.

　　 "Mr. Sir!"

　　 Someone was pulling the corner of Jenkins's clothes. He looked down and saw that it was a little girl carrying a khaki satchel. No, although she is not tall, she is still mature and should be called a lady.

　　 The strap of her shoulder bag is so long that the bag almost hangs on the ground.

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 There is no black light on the girl's body, but there are 12 light spots.

　　 "Sir, can you lend me some money?"

　　 She looked up at Jenkins with a serious expression on her face.

　　 "A liar again?"

　　 This is Jenkins' first reaction.

"how much is it?"

　　 "5 pence."

　　 I can be sure that it is not a liar, because a level 6 gifter comes to swindle money, and he will definitely not only swindle 5p.

　　 He didn't ask the reason, he took out five copper plates from his pocket and put them in the girl's hand.

　　 "Thank you, I will pay you back!"

　　 While she was talking, she stepped on her little black leather shoes and ran down the stairs.

　　 "Strange."

　　 Jenkins muttered in his heart, and was called into the room by the red-haired girl.

　　 This is a room more spacious than Jenkins's living room, no, it's more like a bedroom. Opposite the door was a sleek floor-to-ceiling window, and a brass-colored gas lamp hung on the side wall.

　　Ms. Mihaier stood in front of the window wearing a short skirt, playing with a complicated mechanical creation with her head down.

　　 She turned a gear hard, and after a click, the original rectangular bronze box became a cross shape, with a sharp blade exposed at one end.

　　 "Mr. William, good afternoon!"

　　 She seemed to be in a good mood, but Hathaway returned to a weak appearance again, standing quietly beside her.

　　 "I'm relieved to see that you are okay, those **** cultists, the sage will punish them!"

　　 While talking, he put the fruit basket on the cupboard beside the bed. There was already a vase with white lilies, and a stack of pink envelopes.

　　 "My luck was very good. The gentlemen from the police station found the manor in time. I didn't expect Little Wellington to believe in evil gods."

　　 After finishing, she sighed again: "But my friends have no such good luck. If it weren't for being asked by my father to stay here and not allowed to go out, I should go to many funerals these days."

　　 While talking, she put her hands on her chest and prayed in a low voice, but Jenkins didn't speak.

　　 "I will be more cautious in the future."

　　 She looked at the object in her hand regretfully and threw it onto the bed. This is just an ordinary creation, but the craftsman's craftsmanship and ideas are very outstanding.

　　 "Britney, it's not your fault."

　　 Hathaway comforted softly.

　　 "Papa Oliver persuaded me a long time ago, maybe he was right."

　　 The girl’s mood is a bit lonely, but Jenkins thinks this is a good thing. For this noble lady, it is safe to stay away from the benefactor and away from the weird creations. Safe for everyone.

　　Miss Mihail also likes chocolate, but chocolate hates the touch of everyone except Jenkins. She smiled and shook her head, turned around and said to the quiet girl behind her:

　　 "Hathaway, can you help me get some tea? By the way, I need some goat's milk. Kitty can't drink milk."

　　 Jenkins frowned immediately: "But I..."

　　 "Meow~"

　　 "Oh, chocolate is a different kind of special cat, so it's okay to drink milk!"

　　 Miss Mihaier added.

　　 There are only two people and a cat left in the room, and Jenkins doesn't know what to talk about for a while.

　　 "Daddy recently bought a new batch of antiques, including a gold coin with no provenance. We all suspect that this is not an item from this era."

"Is that right?"

　　 She did not show any expression of interest, but gently moved her golden hair with her hands.