The Master of the Strange Realm

Chocolate was also brought out by Jenkins. The cat was very angry because he left it at home last night. If it is the same today, the cat will definitely not agree.

"...Augustus, Odin, Perric, Bruce..."

When I saw the professor, he was wearing a brown wool shirt and giving a lecture in a large classroom. There were more than 20 students sparsely sitting under the podium, taking notes seriously.

Seeing Jenkins being brought, the professor did not stop teaching, but pulled a hemp rope hanging next to the blackboard with his hand. Under the action of the machine, the position of the blackboard slowly dropped, so that a blank space deliberately left was flush with the professor's hand, which was convenient for writing.

In this process, the professor nodded imperceptibly, and Jenkins nodded in response, then went in from the back door and sat in the last row waiting for the end of the class.

This blackboard is very interesting. From the sound, it can be distinguished that this is another successful application of gear machinery. The rope connects the lever and the pulley, and it is really smart to move the blackboard by pulling the rope.

The book used by the professor for today's lecture is "Kingdom Chronicle", which is also the most orthodox modern history textbook. Today's class tells the historical event of the rebellion of five border dukes 400 years ago. The surnames Jenkins just heard are the surnames of those five dukes.

400 years ago, the kingdom had just experienced two generations of queens, and it happened to be at a time when the direct heir died and the throne was vacant. This is similar to the current situation, because the former and current kings are both women, and there are currently no direct blood relatives.

If the judgment is correct, the most likely heir to the throne is a 30-year-old nobleman with a thin blood relationship with the royal family. He is not a nobleman from the Kingdom of Fidictli, but a nobleman from the Kingdom of Cheslan.

But according to the royal inheritance law, the throne should indeed belong to him.

These have little to do with Jenkins, just a casual thought. As for the duke with the surname "Augustus" 400 years ago, he is the ancestor of Viscount Augustus, which Jenkins has heard from his father.

Professor Burns taught a large class, which did not end until ten o'clock. Jenkins originally thought that after the course was over, he would meet him with his students in his teaching group, but he didn't know that a group of people had already gathered outside the classroom.

Professor Burns had just announced the end of the get out of class, and before he put down the chalk, he was surrounded by male and female students rushing in from the door.

Needless to say, they must have heard the news and came to meet the great writer William. But fortunately, Carlson, who brought Jenkins in, noticed that something was wrong. While Professor Burns was surrounded, he took Jenkins out of the back door in advance, which avoided causing a bigger commotion.

Finally, the meeting was held in the conference room on the second floor of the school library. In addition to the professor's students, there were also five or six well-informed young people.

There were about thirty people present, and some drinks and snacks had been prepared in advance in simple wooden utensils, making it look like a party. Someone pulled a blackboard and wrote Jenkins' name on it, which was considered to be a clear theme.

The young people were very excited. In addition to asking about the details of the story collection, they were also asking about the plans for the next book. Jenkins revealed some unimportant details, which made them excited.

But he had things to do in the afternoon and couldn't spend too much time here. Apart from signing the book, he just chatted with them for a few words and left.

"They are so enthusiastic."

The professor sent Jenkins out of the school gate. The two walked around the flower bed quickly and the gate was in front.

PS: To celebrate the collection of 9,000, there is another chapter at 8 o'clock.

Chapter 240 Chapter 236 Prayer for Book Festival

"Yes, your book is indeed very famous, especially among young people."

The professor will not participate in the church activities in the afternoon. He has important things to do.

Before saying goodbye to each other, the professor reminded Jenkins that he heard from others that the illegal gift organization [Witch House] had committed several major cases in Nolan City. Most of these cases involved wealthy businessmen or nobles, so Jenkins was reminded to be careful.

"I don't have money."

He said sincerely. This is not a lie. Compared with the average assets of the upper class in Nolan, 8,000 pounds is not a lot of money.

He went home to pick up the chocolate and asked the driver to take him to the church. The believers waiting to enter had lined up to the corner of the street.

Jenkins could only enter from the back door, and then was grabbed by Captain Binsey:

"Hurry up, we're waiting for you!"

The two hurriedly walked down the spiral stone steps and came to the Gate of All Things, which was already filled with dense church benefactors, some of whom Jenkins had never seen before.

Before the secular activities began, all benefactors who had time to appear in the parish had to participate in the prayer activities here.

A huge circle was painted with purple fluorescent paint on the large open space between the Gate of All Things and the stairs. Common prayer terms and doctrines were written in the common language around the edge of the circle, and the ancient text on the inside could not be deciphered. I don't know when a row of golden candlesticks appeared on the wall, and white candles as thick as arms had been lit, and a strange smell filled the air.

Jenkins was pulled behind his father who was dressed formally, and they stood relatively forward. After waiting for another ten minutes, because Miss Bevanna was not in the city, the keeper took her place and led the solemn crowd to pray.

And in the low prayer, the huge holy emblem on the Gate of All Things bloomed with dazzling spiritual light.

In the spiritual light, a magnificent and solemn gaze swept across the crowd from a higher latitude. In the gaze, the keepers distributed a silver cup filled with liquid to each benefactor.

The flames of the candles on the wall were swaying, and the light was flickering. With the unstable light, Jenkins found that the silver cup contained blood-red liquid, emitting golden spiritual light. The silver cup itself was extremely cold, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator. This was caused by the nature of the liquid itself.

In the prayer, the benefactors drank the liquid in the cup one by one. When it was Jenkins' turn, his father patted him, and he reacted.

The cold liquid slid down his throat, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms. And as the liquid flowed to the stomach, there was a burning sensation. Just when he suspected that he was going to get a stomach disease because of drinking too cold liquid, the cold liquid turned into air flow and spread all over his body. This was spiritual.

He had thought long ago that since there was an item like A-01-2-0198's white flower that could increase the upper limit of the spirit out of thin air, the church must have other items with similar effects.

"It's a little sweet, and tastes good."

He thought to himself, bent down and placed the silver cup at his feet, and joined the prayer again.

As the gifted drank the blood-red liquid one by one, the flames of the candles on the wall became fainter. When the last person joined the prayer, the flames were completely extinguished.

But it was not pitch black here. The Gate of All Things facing everyone opened a gap in silence. As the voice of prayer continued to expand, the gap became larger and larger. Finally, when the voice reached its peak, the door opened completely.

B-10-5-0400, the Gate of All Things, opening at different angles corresponds to different spaces. Jenkins never knew what kind of place it would correspond to when it was fully opened.

Behind the Gate of All Things after it was fully opened, there was an endless white light similar to the entrance to the strange world. Jenkins' heart skipped a beat when he heard the sound of a familiar hymn.

"Is the sage coming?"

Of course not. Along with the sound of the hymn, a pure white palm-sized feather floated out from behind the door. Then, the Gate of All Things slowly closed, the candles on the wall automatically reignited, and the feather fell to the ground.

In the small space, everyone's breathing could be heard. The moment the door was opened, everyone felt the pressure of suffocation. This was just a breath leaked from the existence behind the door, but no one explained what was going on.

The ceremony was over, and several keepers surrounded the feather, while the others could disperse. If you have time, go to the church to participate in the celebration of the Reading Festival. If you don't have time, do your own thing.

The activities of the gifters in different parishes are completely different. In addition to the conventional prayers, other things can be arranged by yourself. Just like the Nolan Parish, the liquid that is drunk is called [Scarlet Wine], which is the most precious specialty of the Church of Knowledge and Books in the Nolan Parish. The Gate of All Things that was opened later directly connected to the great sage, who blessed the diocese directly.

Even in the Nolan Diocese, no more than ten people knew the truth of this matter. Jenkins was able to be informed because of his special status. In fact, it was not difficult for the false god Jenkins to think that no one else was qualified to bless in such an occasion except the sage.

What really surprised Jenkins was that the Gate of All Things could actually communicate directly with the gods. What on earth was this thing?

The last time the Son of God was canonized was also here, and the holy emblem was engraved on [Extraordinary]. It was hard to imagine where this item came from. But at least he understood why his father said that this thing was one of the most important items of the [Knowledge and Books] Church in the Nolan Diocese.

With a strong doubt, he walked up with the crowd, originally planning to listen to the bishop's sermon. This is not something that happens every day. He is too old and his body cannot support standing for a long time.

But Captain Binsey patted Jenkins from behind, so Jenkins had to stop and let his father go up first to see if Chocolate was still playing in the yard.

The Gate of All Things soon became empty, with only a few secret keepers still doing something in front of the gate.

Jenkins and Captain Binsey stood in front of the stone steps leading up, and he obviously had something to ask.

"Were you present when the murder happened at David's house?"

Binsey's expression was not very serious, so this should be just a routine inquiry.

"Yes, sir. Hasn't this matter been resolved? Detective Erwin Ignaz, who was present at the scene, had already discovered the truth of the murder before the police arrived. It was the maid Joyce who poisoned the lady."

"That's true."

He nodded, "But later it was discovered that the bottle of poison held by Joyce had the mark of an illegal benefactor of the [Witch House]. We believe that this is a provocation to the Orthodox Church in Nolan City."

Chapter 241 Chapter 237 Countless troubles have just begun

"At present, this case is almost closed. Mr. David, who passed away last week, had a habit of philandering during his lifetime. Of course, he would not let his maid go. Joyce, the murderer, had been having an affair with her male master for more than a year."

Having said this, Captain Binsi paused deliberately and looked at Jenkins. Jenkins immediately raised his right hand with his palm facing the direction of the Holy Emblem: "I am definitely not such a person."

"I also believe that William is not such a person. What I mean is that there are still many doubts about Mr. David's death after further investigation. We will talk about this matter later, let's talk about the case first."

He coughed and continued:

"After Mr. Davide passed away, Joyce originally wanted to use her identity to blackmail the hostess to get a share of the inheritance. Who knows, she unexpectedly learned that the hostess had other plans. There were many misunderstandings and misunderstandings. By chance, just like those cliché stories, we won't talk about it. In short, she lost her lover and lost her property. Because of this, she poisoned Mrs. David in desperation. "

"This is a very common murder case."

"Yes."

Captain Bincy nodded, took out a few pages from the outside pocket, and handed them to Jenkins for inspection.

"This is the material you said the detective provided. After Mr. Davide passed away, his wife knew what happened during his lifetime, so she commissioned the detective to investigate whether Mr. Davide had an illegitimate child. The results showed that there was indeed, and that is... ..."

"Maid Baxter?"

Looking at the survey results on the rough paper, Jenkins frowned. Best was the youngest maid who was checking antiques with him on the second floor.

"Yes, you can see for yourself what kind of story there is. This detective agency is indeed very responsible."

He nodded, held up a finger to signal Jenkins to pay attention, and then said:

"These secular cases have nothing to do with us, but the following are the issues involved in this simple murder case:

First, the [Witch's House] mentioned just now is an illegal organization of benefactors, worshiping an unknown existence called [The Shadow of the Hanging Mother Goddess]. We are still investigating why she or they came to Nolan City, and how the bottle of poison was obtained by ordinary people. "

Then, he stretched out his second finger:

"Second, the Howard Detective Agency where Detective Erwin Ignatz works is a legal detective agency in this city. But just at the end of last month, an incident occurred. A member of the detective agency An assistant stole some extramarital affairs information and coerced the clients to pay cash to redeem them. "

"Huh? This thing sounds familiar... Sir, you mean, the first man we found to be carrying the gear bacteria infection?"

Captain Binsi nodded, "Yes, there are no simple coincidences in this world. It always makes people feel uneasy when the case of [Witch's House] is connected with this matter. The preliminary investigation did not find anything about this firm." Question, so we hope that you can go to this office within a week and try it out with the client. There is no need to be very deliberate. Dad said that you are very sensitive to spiritual perceptions and can even rely on intuition to search for special items and see them. Just take a quick look, this is an additional assignment outside of your own job. After all, you have connections there, so going there rashly will not arouse any suspicion, and the church will pay you."

Jenkins nodded. This matter is very simple. When making a commission, just use the [Eye of Truth] to scan around.

Captain Binsi then extended a third finger. He deliberately left Jenkins behind. He certainly did not want to tell him the follow-up of the murder case:

"Third, Mr. David died of heart failure, which has been repeatedly confirmed. For insurance purposes, we conducted a more comprehensive examination of his body and found extremely rare amounts of silver in his remaining blood."

"Silver? Do you mean metallic silver?"

Jenkins twirled his fingers.

"Yes. Injecting silver powder or specially treated silver-like liquid into the blood is a method of immortality promoted by the church of the evil god [Lord of the Immortal]. Of course, the ridiculous method is completely false. The terrifying It seems that the evil god can steal the lives of mortals and lend them to others through this behavior... This is not the point. The point is that two months ago, the strange thing A-12-4 that stole [Death and the End] was -6701, the person with the [Fragment of Death's Cloak] is a believer of the [Immortal Lord]. There is reason to believe that the deceased Mr. David had contact with the believer of the evil god during his lifetime, and his family has a history of heart disease. We also spoke to his personal doctor, who confirmed that David knew about his illness before he died, so it was more likely that he performed this stupid life-extending ritual."

Captain Binsi's face was full of sarcasm: "The bestower has to pay a huge price if he wants to live forever, let alone ordinary people? Mr. Williams... I'll call you Jenkins."

Seeing that he had no objection, Captain Binsi continued: "Jenkins, the church is investigating the cultists who may have come into contact with Mr. David through his activities during his lifetime. Although this matter has nothing to do with you for the time being, Miss Bevanna came from A letter came from the city of New Truman and he asked me to tell you something."

"What's up?"

Seeing Captain Binsi's mysterious look, Jenkins immediately leaned over and the middle-aged man whispered, "Among the basic white abilities, some have quite unique functions, and only one person can have them in the same era. The white basic [Undead] is such an ability. The learning ceremony of this ability has never been recorded, and the name can only be found in very few materials. Some people even suspect that this is a completely fictitious ability, because except for the great gods, nothing is immortal. Miss Befanna sent a letter to remind me that the church of the [Undead Lord] may have a way to learn this ability."

Jenkins blinked, indicating that he should continue, but Captain Binsi also blinked, indicating that he had finished speaking.

"Well, why did you remind me specifically?"

"It has been almost two months since the arrival of the son of the evil god in New Truman City. Now that the matter is almost resolved, the Orthodox Church has discovered some letters of communication between the cultists. The letter was almost unrecognizable due to the fire, but only two words were found out [Son of God] [Immortal]."

Chapter 242 Chapter 238 Another Accident

Jenkins was startled and blinked blankly.

"So you reminded me specifically?"

Thinking carefully, this is really an unprovoked disaster. When people leave Nolan, disasters come from New Truman. But he soon thought of another thing:

"Wait, sir, this may not be about me. The 12 Orthodox Churches all have sons of God, and the secret church of the false god may also have one. This is just Miss Befanna's caution."

Thinking of this, he smiled again.

Captain Binsi didn't understand why, so he reached out and moved the candlestick on the wall to make the light of the flame shine on a larger area.

"Miss Befanna's letter and the silver in Mr. David's blood appear together. This is a very bad sign. In short, you should be more careful recently. Although this doesn't mean anything, it doesn't hurt to be cautious."

Jenkins was in a heavy mood, even gloomier than the weather outside. He sighed and took out the pocket watch from the chest pocket of his formal suit to check the time, but then he remembered that the pocket watch was broken when he "accidentally" found the [Doomsday Document], and he hadn't had time to repair it.

"Speaking of which evil god is the son of the evil god in New Truman City?"

"[Void Demon Eye], that is, the evil god believed by the illegal benefactors of the [Demon Eye Collection Association]. Things over there are about to end. After Miss Befanna returns to Nolan, the situation of the church will be better."

As he spoke, he stretched out his fourth finger. It's hard to imagine that a simple love murder case would involve so many things.

"Fourth, Mr. David's body is stored in the morgue hospital on the outskirts of the city at Carfax Field. You should know that the police department is not allowed to store a large number of bodies in the city. Only a small number of important ones will be temporarily stored in the autopsy room in the backyard of the police station. This is to prevent the disaster like the one thirty years ago from happening again... I'm getting off topic.

We unexpectedly discovered that Mr. David's eyes were dug out."

"Only his?"

Jenkins found the key point at once.

"No, all the twenty-three bodies stored in that room have lost their eyes. It is not yet confirmed whether this is the work of a mentally ill person among ordinary people, or a gifted person looking for ritual materials. This matter has nothing to do with you, just listen to it as something new."

Captain Binsey took a long breath, and then slowly exhaled: