Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins comforted, and then added:

"I can swear in my own name that there will be no big trouble in this matter. Miss Magic, in fact, we don't have to fear the power of kingship. We all know William. If he succeeds in sitting on the throne in a few months, Then everyone will become a hero to help him. At that time, you will probably get the title of a'Royal Occult Advisor'."

　　 "Forget it, he is a scribe in the Church of the Sages, so why would he let me be a royal consultant?"

　　 The woman muttered, and led Jenkins through the alley and walked towards another block diagonally forward.

Mr. Hood is a very successful businessman. Regarding how successful he is, Jenkins only heard a few words from the people at the party and the old elves. Even if he met Mr. Hood in Bel Dylan last time, There is not much idea of ​​how successful he is.

　　Until this time, Miss Magic took him into the magnificent marble building located at the corner of Wucha Road on the commercial street of Nolan City, he had a clear understanding of his friend's financial resources.

　　 "Is this a bank?"

　　 Stepping on the clean, almost reflective surface, Jenkins asked nervously. Going up the steps, passing by the marble pillars, after entering the front hall, they found that the inside was abnormally empty, only a few middle-aged men in uniforms sat behind a row of counters against the wall. When I look up, I see the magnificent dome, and above it is a delicate oil painting drawn by the painter with a brush.

　　 "Have you not been here?"

　　 "Why do you think I have been here?"

　　 Jenkins asked quietly.

　　 "It is very famous here, Carmel Counseling Center, Nolan's largest counseling office, and the largest chain of psychological counseling centers in the Kingdom of Fedictelli. It even has a cooperative relationship with the Kingdom Medical College."

　　 Miss Magic introduced, and then reached into her pocket to search for something.

　　 "Psychological Counseling Office?"

　　 He once again looked at the neat surrounding ground that people dare not step on, the expensive oil paintings on the walls, and the antique sword-wielding armor standing on both sides of the open door:

　　 "Is this business so profitable?"

　　 He and the cats who have never seen the world were amazed at this. One person and one cat looked around, thinking about how much the buildings here are worth.

　　 "Of course, Mr. Hood and I have known each other for a long time. I heard him say three years ago that his net income after tax for a year can almost reach this number."

　　 said, stretched out his finger and gestured to Jenkins. Jenkins interpreted the sign language according to the rules of black market trading, and the shocked expression on his face became even stronger:

　　 "This should be the so-called top big capitalist, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Hood can be regarded as a big capitalist according to any rules... But don’t look at his life well now. In fact, he was very desolate a long time ago. I remember Mr. Black Cat and Mr. Hood, who had left Nolan, were the first to know each other. Mr. Black Cat told me that Mr. Hood’s life was terrible more than 20 years ago, and he has only made a home in the last ten years. He is that An ordinary person who makes a fortune with hard work, hard work and a little bit of luck is worthy of owning this industry...Don’t tell me things like capital squeeze, I don’t understand this."

　　 said, finally found the business card in his pocket and handed it to the oncoming young woman with a business smile, who immediately led the two into the depths of the building. Along the corridor through the treatment area, in front of the second door, and greeted the uniformed guards before entering the back office area.

　　 Mr. Hood’s office is at the back. Before knocking on the door, Jenkins heard a voice inside, and the conversation stopped abruptly after knocking on the door.

Chapter 1745 Chapter 1718 The Returning Black Cat

"who is it?"

　　 When the conversation inside the door was young, Mr. Hood's voice sounded after a few seconds. Jenkins also took this opportunity to look behind the door with real eyes and saw two acquaintances.

　　 "Sir, the lady came to see you, and she also brought a guest... and a cat."

　　 said the woman who led the two over.

"Cat?"

　　 Mr. Hood was surprised, and then the sound of footsteps gradually approached the door. When the door was opened, he saw the familiar cat, so he recognized the familiar friend:

　　 "Oh, I didn't expect you to come to see me, please come in."

　　 He greeted the two of them to enter the door with surprise, and at this time another guest in the room had stood up and looked out. Jenkins greeted first:

　　 "Welcome back to Nolan, Mr. Black Cat."

　　 Inside the door is another friend, Mr. Black Cat, who went to a party in Turin, a southern country, as early as last year.

　　The four of them all know each other well and are very good friends. In addition, everyone hadn't seen Mr. Black Cat for a long time, so they eagerly sat down and asked Mr. Black Cat why he came back.

　　 Actually, Mr. Black Cat just got off the train. He came to greet Mr. Hood first, and retrieved the real estate he helped take care of. As for the reason for coming back--

　　 "It's not safe anywhere anymore. You never think of what I encountered in Turin recently-no, Mr. Candle, it has nothing to do with you. Although your entrustment caused me some trouble, it is not dangerous."

　　 He looked like a man in the dust, with his black suitcase leaning against the wall. Obviously Mr. Kuroma has just arrived. Taking the wine glass handed by Mr. Hood and taking a big sip, Mr. Black Cat seemed to be frightened by the memory again:

"Starting a month ago, I dreamed about something that I couldn't speak out every night, otherwise everyone might have mental problems. That nightmare left me nowhere to escape, and it was useless even if I left Turin. Mr. Candle last commissioned My business made me get to know a lady whose identity was a mystery. She introduced me to a high price and bought a holy artifact from the Church of the Sages, and then I completely lost the memory of that night."

　　 His expression was a little frightened, and a little lucky:

"But this is fine. I have never dreamed of that terrible thing since then, but I also understand that if a person is unlucky, it is not safe to go outside the material world. It just so happens that Nolan has been so lively recently. , I am coming back, to be honest, I am quite reluctant to be here."

　　 said he laughed and added:

"It’s not safe anymore. Haven’t you heard that the fire in the southern virgin forest has been burning for half a month? Now it’s the rainy season, and the obsidian ruins in the desert, the snowman army revived in the north, overseas Frequent occurrences of indescribable things in the deep sea...Now returning to Nolan, it’s no different from staying elsewhere."

　　 He looked at the three of them, the smile on his face was sincere:

"I'm so happy to see that you are all okay. I don't know how Mr. Bailing is? When I was in Turin, but I heard a lot of rumors about Nolan, you have not been involved in any dangerous things in the past six months. Great."

　　 Hearing this, the other three laughed awkwardly at the same time. Their lives in Nolan were not all smooth sailing.

　　 Jenkins has not forgotten the purpose of his coming here, Miss Magic also quickly described the experience of the two today. Mr. Hood held the same attitude of awe as Miss Magic for trying to "hijack" Queen Isabella, but could not withstand Jenkins's persuasion, and finally reluctantly agreed to go, but he would not hurt anyone.

　　 Mr. Black Cat also wanted to go with him, but was persuaded by the three. He had just returned to Nolan, and there was no reason to be involved in dangerous things immediately. Why not take advantage of the fact that the day has not passed, tidy up your residence and solve life problems. As for the queen's affairs, the other three can handle it.

　　 Although Jenkins's plan seems very sloppy, there seems to be no loopholes after careful consideration. Therefore, although Mr. Candle seems to be joking, he finally adopted his plan.

　　 After disguising, the three approached the city hall in the city center from the east of the city. After bypassing the blockade of the Civic Square, I soon noticed that there were more police officers patrolling nearby, and some people who looked like gifters were among the police.

"Don't worry, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the Three Kings meeting, the city hall and the church have strengthened security. Today's rigorous inspection is a special case. I heard that the main topic discussed recently is the regular restriction of exhaust gas from steam plants, so I came here. There are more nobles, and security will be strengthened."

　　 Jenkins whispered, and then walked forward with the two behind him. He can always avoid patrolling police officers in a reasonable position, and even completely avoid the patrol team with gifts on the way.

　　 It would be excusable if it was only one or two times, but when they saw the main entrance of the city hall from a distance, they had not been interrogated even once, which puzzled Mr. Hood, who had never guessed the identity of Mr. Candle.

　　 "Do you know their patrol route?"

　　 Mr. Hood asked when he thought of it.

　　 "Probably know some...come here!"

　　 said, walking quickly to the alley, first put the white cat vanilla on his shoulders on the ground, the cat yelled obediently, and then trot to the street light pole not far away. For the Three Kings meeting, the neighborhood will be cleaned every day, and the street light poles are cleaned daily, even brighter than the doorknob of Jenkins's house.

　　 The cat stood there for a while, and when no one was paying attention to him, he ran away happily and disappeared in the corner after a while. Jenkins looked at his pocket watch and counted a few silently. The carriage adorned with Middleton's family crest passed in front of him, and when he passed the alley behind the lamppost, vanilla jumped up, as if flying. He got in directly from the carriage window.

　　 Jenkins waited for a while, and saw that the cat had not been thrown out of the window, so he assured the person behind him:

　　 "The plan went well. Only the coachman was driving, and there was no one in the carriage. Sure enough, she asked the servant to wait in the city hall instead of leaving with the carriage."

　　 "How do you know that there is no one in the carriage? Maybe the people inside liked your cat so much, so you left it."

　　 Miss Magic guessed.

　　 "No, no no, coincidence, vanilla only recognizes me as a master, it will never be trapped by others. And ah..."

　　 He raised his head quite proudly:

　　 "My cat is not an ordinary cat. It has not only been fed by me with animal psychic enlightenment potions, but also rescued me from the lake when I was almost drowned a few days ago. This is a very powerful cat."

　　Neither Miss Magic nor Mr. Hood understood how proud of being saved by their pets. But seeing Mr. Candle's weird appearance, he didn't question him.

　　 But Miss Magic once again remembered that during a small chat, her employer, Miss Windsor, told of the strange relationship between Williams and Kitty Chocolate in a complaining tone. She remained silent again. After all, it was known that William was a church scribe, suspected to be a sage son; Mr. Candle was known to be a lie believer, and he was suspected to be a demigod-level false god. If these two are the same, then no matter who she tells this matter, she probably won't end well.

　　 The next development was the same as Jenkins planned, and it made Miss Magic and Mr. Hood both mistakenly thought that Mr. Candle had actually arranged all this a long time ago.

　　 The three of them have boarded Queen Isabella’s luxurious private carriage, and each slumped into a corner of the carriage under the blessing of the spell effect. Both Miss Magic and Mr. Hood came to such a place for the first time, and they expressed their admiration for the royal frame in their whispered conversations.

　　 Jenkins petted his cat, waiting patiently while thinking about things.

　　 "You said..."

　　 he suddenly said:

　　 "What should I do after I ask her the truth of the matter for a while?"

　　The "she" here is called Queen Isabella. Miss Magic has long noticed that Mr. Candle has never used the word "Your Majesty" to refer to the most prestigious woman in this country.

　　 "What else, of course, leave immediately."

　　Miss Magic said before Mr. Hood's opinion. She spoke quickly, as if afraid that Mr. Hood would **** her words:

"Since it is the task that Prince William gave you, of course you have to report the matter to him after completion, rather than make your own decision. After all, he is the most suitable person who can handle this matter. "

　　 "Don't use the name prince."

　　 Jenkins reminded, glanced at Miss Magic thoughtfully and nodded:

　　 "You're right, you should definitely use Williams to deal with this matter."

　　 Mr. Hood felt that the grammar of this sentence was a bit strange, and in the conversation between the two of them, there seemed to be some meanings that the two of them understood. This made him a little at a loss, but since they didn't want to kill, Mr. Hood had no objection to this, he was happy to see this situation.

　　 "Speaking of which, Mr. Hood, are your arms better? I noticed that the tulip seeds I planted in your arms are still working."

　　 Jenkins is concerned again.

"It’s much better. Although the mechanic of the Church of Creation and Machinery was not able to completely repair this arm. With his help, plus your flower seeds to help my arm’s flesh and blood heal at all times, I want to use it. It won’t take long for this arm to recover naturally. Look, now there is no problem with bending and stretching, except that you can’t lift heavy objects.”

　　 He said happily, Jenkins and Miss Magic are also very happy that their friend's injury will soon heal.

　　 Even Miss Magic even teased the tulip plant that Jenkins buried in Mr. Hood's right arm, laughing that that arm might be worth hundreds of pounds now, and it might be even more valuable in a few days.

Chapter 1746 The Forever Purity

　　 Because of the appearance of the black tower, Nolan’s clock tower is now destroyed, and the city has no bells to remind people of time, which is very unaccustomed. Mr. Hood in the carriage frequently checks his pocket watch to determine the time. Although he doesn't say anything, he also looks very nervous.

　　 The other two gradually disappeared. Even Jenkins, who was most confident in this plan, was also infected by the nervousness of his companions, and some doubted whether it was a bit too bold today.

　　 But they have already sneaked into the carriage no matter what, it is impossible to give up, so they can only wait quietly.

　　 When the time for the three people to pocket their watches finally came to five o'clock in the afternoon, the noise gradually rang outside the carriage, and the three understood that the meeting was over.

　　 They each pressed tightly to the side wall of the carriage, checked again and again that the spell was still working, then shut up and stopped speaking or even no longer acting. In order to prevent his cat from calling out suddenly, Jenkins even stuffed the white cat vanilla into his pocket regardless of the hot weather. But the cat didn't look angry, but seemed to be a little happy.

As usual, Queen Isabella will not come out with the other people who have left the meeting. She also needs to join the other two kings to participate in the simple reporter question and answer after the daily meeting, which can be regarded as telling the public about the progress of the daily meeting. And use this as the important content of the newspaper the next day.

　　 Now that the war is about to end, almost everyone knows. The latest big news is that the king of the North Kingdom has elected his heir, which means that the first queen will appear in the Kingdom of Hampawo. Therefore, Queen Isabella does not need to stay long after the daily meeting. Although the recent motion to limit exhaust emissions is important, it is still not as attractive as the North Royal family in people's minds.

　　 Around 5:30, the carriage that had been stopped for a long time began to move forward slowly. When it stopped again, all three people in the carriage heard the voice of the carriageman. Then a man in uniform entered the carriage first. After looking around, he got out of the carriage and said to the people outside the carriage. The servants helped Queen Isabella into the carriage.

　　 She is wearing a red and white dress today, because she is too old to talk about beauty. The old man’s face was full of exhaustion. After sitting down, he talked about the meeting arrangements for tomorrow with another man with a mustache in a black formal suit who got into the carriage. After he left, the carriage was allowed to go.

　　 It is very strange that Queen Isabella did not leave any servants in the carriage. Although this is beneficial to the three of them, it is not a normal situation, so Jenkins used very complicated gestures to signal his companions not to act rashly. But Miss Magic and Mr. Hood obviously couldn't read Jenkins' untrained sign language, but they probably guessed the meaning from his expression, so they kept quiet.

　　 As the carriage drove away from the gate of the city hall, and proceeded along the street towards the house where the queen was staying, the old man sitting alone in the carriage did not relax, but sat with a serious expression.

　　 About ten minutes later, the carriage slowed down abruptly, and then resumed its normal movement and moved on. From the perspective of pedestrians outside, it was just that the heavily guarded carriage slowed down at the laneway, presumably to prevent someone from rushing out; from the eyes of the four people in the carriage, it seemed that someone was taking advantage of the carriage. The opportunity to slow down entered the carriage.

This is a woman who still wears an elegant black plush long coat in the summer, wearing a velvet cap with a blue bow diagonally. The mole at the corner of her mouth looks like ink falling on soft parchment to Jenkins. point.

　　 "Bonus Level 4."

　　 he said in his heart, and then found that Queen Isabella was not surprised by her appearance.

　　 "Are you ready?"

　　 The woman sat across from the king, her face was plain and graceful, and she looked like she was from a noble family.

　　 The old man opposite her kept silent, silent with a trembling mouth, so that everyone present did not suspect that she must be in a lot of thoughts at the moment.

"The person has been killed, and the potion has been prepared. Only the last ritual core item is needed to hold the final ritual and completely activate the power in the blood of the'lucky' lady... This is a proven method. You probably didn't know that earlier this year, the user of a terrible weapon used the same method to expose an ordinary woman with the blood of a different mantis to the real mysterious world."

　　 "The core thing... must it be that?"

　　 The old man’s voice was even more tired than Jenkins thought.

　　 "Yes, it must be the life of the owner of the elven blood that has already appeared. After all, everything comes at a price. I think it's difficult, but it's not hard to find, right? William..."

　　 "No, although I don't choose him to inherit everything from me, I definitely can't harm the orthodox male descendants of the Middleton family."

　　 Upon hearing this, the young woman smiled, as if she had expected it a long time ago:

"Then just follow what we said, and then look for a chance to kidnap the girl named Cape. Although she is a reserve nun of the Nature Church, I think we can always find an opportunity. We have made a plan. She is now Every week, I go to the street with ordinary people in the church to sell flowers. That's a good opportunity... just have you made up your mind?"

　　 "Yes, it must be of Middleton blood to succeed the throne."

　　 The old man's voice is low, but very powerful.

　　 "But you don't want to cede the country you have run for half a century to the civilian kid who doesn't know where to jump out."

　　 The young woman said, this sentence made Queen Isabella's expression more ugly, as if every letter in this sentence jumped up and punched her.