The Master of the Strange Realm

"A very special gift. All I have is a page of it. The time of its birth cannot be determined. Its function is just to record some important matters that affect the destiny of the world. Until someone discovers that a specific person holds a specific A pen on which words can be written to change history, or even create history. Of course, this comes at a considerable cost.”

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his pale white striped pajamas. The skin becomes transparent and the internal organs can be vaguely seen.

"There is a price to pay for using the epic of time, not to mention, what I have here is just a page."

"How many more times can you use it?"

"Two times, at most two times. Mr. Williams, you have two chances to come back to find the source of the incident that may have caused the disaster. We have no way of knowing whether the incident you solved is correct, so try your best to Try. But since the epic of time has chosen you, then don’t worry, it must be happening around you, all you need to do is look for it.”

"But why me?"

He finally asked the core question. At this moment, there was a slight explosion in the fireplace, but no one paid attention to it.

"Someone has to do something, like I have to be here to guide you and you have to go solve the problem."

He snorted helplessly and turned his head slightly to look at the glass. Due to the huge difference in brightness between indoors and outdoors, the glass was able to illuminate the faces of the two people and the flickering firelight. Only faint snowflakes fell from the sky and eventually disappeared.

"Go ahead, Mr. Williams, you can do whatever you want, things will always happen around you. I think you have encountered some unusual things in the past two times today. The next time will be in the early morning of the 31st You can also come to me and I will answer some of your questions, which can be considered a small help to you.”

This meant seeing off the guests, but Jenkins still had some things to ask. Even though I initially believe this middle-aged man, after all, the piece of paper cannot be fake, there are still many questions.

"In other words, I need to discover as much as possible the unusual things that happened on the 31st. After the last backtracking, solve them all at once?"

"Yes, and you have to fix it."

That would be bad. There is only a little bit of divinity, but there are two things in front of us that need to be solved by force.

"Are you going to die?"

"of course."

He said this very calmly, and then pointed at himself: "The moment I made this decision, I already understood that my whole life is for this. To successfully climb to a level that others cannot reach, It's just to burn more fully and leave you with more opportunities.

Oh, don't look at me like that, I don't resent this fate. As I said just now, my life is exciting enough and happy enough. Finally lighting yourself up like a firework is the best ending for me. "

He smiled again and shook his head: "You see, maybe my character has become like this because fate has arranged it for this moment. Mr. Williams, we are all writers, and we all like to think about what the general public likes to hear and see. All kinds of plots. But you and I know very well that reality is not a story. If fate really makes arrangements for a person, then this person will definitely face the end with a smile like me, because this is also the fate of mortals. Even I won’t make any exceptions.”

"But if you die like this, no one will know about your contribution and your honor will not be publicized."

Jenkins pointed this out, his eyes sharp.

"No, you know, that's enough."

Mr. Pisco's words speak volumes.

"who I am?"

"No, no, please don't ask this question again. This will destroy the trust we have built so hard. In the strange and magical events we have experienced, the only help I can provide is to keep looking back in time. . When we meet for the last time, if I can still speak, I will explain to you some questions that cannot be answered now, such as - what is a savior? I think you should also be looking for answers... .”

Jenkins nodded and stood up from his chair, as did Mr. Pisco. Jenkins retrieved his coat and hat from the coat rack at the door, and Mr. Pisco put on the coat again and sent him downstairs.

Although the landlady was still complaining, she still politely asked Jenkins if he needed an umbrella. He shook his head and refused, letting the chocolate stay on his chest obediently, and walked into the wind and snow with a serious face.

Mr. Pisco stood in the foyer for a while, then slowly and heavily walked back to his apartment upstairs. The black-and-white kitten was lying on the chair where Jenkins had been sitting just now, and its amber cat eyes carefully looked at the owner here. The middle-aged man was not surprised. He bowed to show respect, and then sat down again as before, except that the person opposite him became a cat.

Chapter 327 Chapter 322 The Soothsayer’s View

"Hello, great...well, I won't tell."

Mr. Pisco said in embarrassment.

"Meow."

"Thank you for your compliment. Even knowing Mr. William's special position at the end of this century, I am still surprised that someone like you would come into this world."

Once again, I would like to express my highest respect.

"Meow."

"Yes, what I just said to Mr. Williams is true. In order to make you trust me, I have also prepared a gift."

While talking to the lazy cat, he took out the page of the epic of time, pushed it gently, and the paper crossed the small wooden table and stopped in front of Chocolate.

It waved its paw, stretched out a black hand from the shadow of the armchair, and brought the paper to the cat's mouth. The chocolate was not polite. He opened his mouth and bit into it. He burped after eating 1/2 of the blank part of the page.

It stood up, barked again threateningly, and then jumped into the shadows and disappeared.

Mr. Pisco sighed, stood up and fiddled with the stove, then stood in front of the window and looked at the dark street outside the apartment. Jenkins happened to be turning at the intersection at this time, and his footprints extended there from an invisible position. Pisco could see the cat transform into a black line from the shadow of his feet and crawl back into his arms.

"Their story seems more interesting, but unfortunately, I can't see the ending..."

In order to ensure that he was energetic during the day, Jenkins went home with chocolates and slept for a while, and then walked out of the house when it was just getting light. At almost seven o'clock, we arrived at the door of Miss Audrey's house.

The snow that lasted all night covered the courtyard with silver. The flowers in the flower bed have long since faded, and now only some dead branches are still standing, but they are no match for the eloquent white elves.

Jenkins paced hesitantly at the fence gate, feeling that it was inappropriate to visit so early. He himself has many secrets, and he always feels unsafe to discuss the current situation with the church, so he came to this wise gifter.

If Jenkins had a smoking habit, he could light up a cigarette to kill time. But smoking will increase consumption and make cats feel uncomfortable, so he has never tried it.

But luck was very good. In less than ten minutes, the door of Miss Audrey's house was opened, and two maids wearing thick cotton clothes, scarves, and holding brooms in their cotton gloves came out one after another.

The maid walking in front immediately saw Jenkins and said something to the back. The latter immediately dropped the snow plowing tool in her hand and ran into the house.

In this way, Jenkins came indoors smoothly, holding a hot tea cup by the warm stove and looking at the sleepy woman opposite.

"Good morning."

He greeted awkwardly, but he came too early.

"Good morning, Mr. Willamette. Don't be like this. This is about the time I usually get up. Do you want to have breakfast together? Mrs. Stephen's craftsmanship is very good."

"No, actually I have some urgent matters to see you for."

He held the tea cup and took a sip. The warmth flowed down his esophagus to his stomach, and his whole body became warm.

"Do you know C-07-0-0001, [Epic of Time]?"

The woman's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"knew......"

He hesitated to speak, as if he was worried about something, "A very special gift."

"As long as you know, I want to know if there is a possibility that one of the pages falls off the body and is obtained by the benefactor."

Miss Audrey took a long breath and took a sip from the tea cup like Jenkins did, but Jenkins always felt that this was to hide her nervousness.

"Such things have happened before. Even if it is just a page of an epic, it has very powerful and magical power, but the cost of using it is equally huge. Have you encountered something?"

"Um...well, here's the thing..."

It is precisely because the 31st will still be backdated this time that Jenkins can safely explain what he encountered. Of course, the passage about divinity is not mentioned.

Miss Audrey sat opposite him and listened calmly to the story without saying a word. It wasn't until Jenkins finished speaking that he frowned nicely.

"please wait a while."

She made an apologetic expression, got up and walked out of the living room, and returned a short while later with a pair of fortune-telling cards.

But this time it was not just about drawing cards. The maid was called to close all the curtains and remove all the furniture in the living room, leaving only a carpet in the center.

Miss Audrey gave Jenkins a piece of ceremonial chalk and asked him to draw some eccentric symbols around the circular rug. The maids took out the gorgeous gold candlesticks from the basement and placed them around the two of them. The candle is also specially made. If you look closely, you can see that the wax is wrapped in gold wires, and the gold wires are carved into runes.

Miss Audrey knelt down alone on the round carpet and placed the cards in her hands on the carpet one by one with a serious expression.

After some arrangements were made, the maids quickly left and moved some screens to make this space a dark room. Jenkins also knelt on the carpet, face to face with the woman.

Between the two of them were the divination cards placed strictly according to rules.

The firelight lengthened the shadows of the two people. They closed their eyes at the same time and devoutly drew the holy symbol of their belief in the righteous god on their chests. This is a necessary step before the important ceremony begins.

"Mr. Williamt, I will lead you to conduct a very formal divination ceremony. Please follow my instructions."

"OK."

He nodded nervously. Being able to participate in a ceremony of this level was a reward in itself. In fact, such rituals are generally not allowed to be watched or participated at will. The diviners strictly keep their own secrets, which is also a requirement of the discipline of divination.

"Now, please release your soul emblem. Let the emblem respond to your own spirit and expand its scope to this carpet."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes and raised her head. His arms were slightly open, as if he were hugging someone invisible in mid-air. With this series of actions, a purple emblem appeared, with a spinning shuttle-like pattern in the center of the circle.

The emblem was generated from the top of the forehead. Miss Audrey kept doing this, and the area of ​​the emblem gradually expanded and decreased, and was finally printed on the snow-white plush carpet without patterns.

She opened her eyes and looked at Jenkins.

Jenkins nodded, but he was struggling in his mind: "Which one is better?"

Chapter 328 Chapter 323 Searching

Thinking that the events of this day would not be remembered anyway, Jenkins followed the woman's action just now and released the purple pentagram emblem and superimposed it on the carpet.

There was obvious surprise on Miss Audrey's face, but she did not ask. She just reminded: "Not everyone has the talent to learn divination. But if the soul emblem is the color of fate, you must have this talent. The Church of the Sage I have been notified that I will teach you astrology courses in the next six months, and we can discuss related matters again at that time."

The two purple emblems were finally fixed on the surface of the carpet where the two men were kneeling. As the spirit in the body slowly flowed, the complex patterns outlined with ritual chalk on the ground began to glow with purple light.

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the room, and the playing cards in front of them flew up, and then landed very coincidentally and evenly on the purple-lit patterns around the two of them.

Miss Audrey nodded, her long hair flying in the wind, and then the Wanxiang Impermanent Card [Arsonist] that she saw last time appeared in the center of the two of them.

"This is the core of divination rituals, serving as a guide to prevent us from getting lost in the torrent of fate."

"Then do I need..."

"This card is enough. We are doing card divination this time, so the risk is relatively small. But if we can use crystal balls or even more dangerous dreams in the future, then we must set up more signposts."

She seemed to have changed the scheduled astrology course into a divination teaching, but Jenkins did not object.

Following Miss Audrey's instructions to remain silent, the wind that had blown away the cards calmed down. The elegant woman opposite closed her eyes, and a strange ethereal aura emerged from her body.

The last time I watched Miss Audrey perform divination, she also exuded the same feeling.

The wind that had calmed down began to become wild again, but this time only three cards were blown up.

While they were still riding the wind, with a whoosh, all the cards burned. In the end, all that fell in front of the two of them was a pile of ashes, and even the Impermanence card between them trembled violently.

"Is this... normal?"

"No."

The woman opened her eyes, "But at least it means that everything you said is true."

After confirming this, Jenkins felt a lot more relieved. He asked Miss Audrey to perform another divination to confirm what the "disaster that destroyed 1/3 of the continent" that Mr. Pisco said was.

But Miss Audrey said she was powerless. She made it clear:

"Divination is not a panacea. What we can see are only some ambiguous appearances. In such a complex matter, even the most skilled diviners are not sure whether they can see the reality behind the fog. But you have to You know, I can do divination, but the end result may lead to a worse ending.”

Jenkins had no choice but to give up. Sure enough, there was no shortcut.

Since Mr. Pisco said that everything will happen around Jenkins, then the events that may lead to the so-called catastrophe should also be around him or his friends.

Miss Audrey had not encountered anything strange or troublesome recently, but she suggested that Jenkins go to Miss Miller's to have a look. She was entrusted by someone to look for some quite personal photos, but she didn't know if she had any results.

After thanking Miss Audrey again for her help and asking for her address, Jenkins borrowed an umbrella and set off again against the snow.

Miss Miller, who has no permanent residence in Nolan, recently rented an apartment that also served as her office as a detective.

Unfortunately, when Jenkins knocked on the door of the apartment downstairs and explained the purpose of his visit to the landlady, he learned that Miss Miller had left the house at about six o'clock this morning.

"Where did she go?"

He asked hopelessly, already preparing to leave.

The landlady looked suspiciously at the young man who shrank his head because of the cold. Perhaps she was confused by his young and handsome appearance, and replied slowly:

"Miss Miller is preparing to go on a long trip recently. She went out today to prepare winter clothes. She is going to the colder Kingdom of Hampavo. She is probably going to Mrs. Baxter's clothing store. She almost only goes there to buy clothes."

Mrs. Baxter's clothing store is not a well-known store in the business district. On the contrary, it is located at an inconspicuous corner of a street near the suburbs.

This intersection is a very rare five-way intersection, two of which lead to the city, and three directly out of the city. Due to the unreasonable design of the intersection, the clothing store stands out like a corner, but this also makes it easier for pedestrians to find it.

On snowy winter days, pedestrians are even more reluctant to stay outside. The floor of the clothing store is paved with red tiles, and a few round tables like dessert shops are specially placed at the door for people to rest, but now they are covered with snow.

Jenkins hurriedly got off the carriage, took out money from his pocket and counted it to the driver, then held up the black umbrella and walked towards the store.

Chocolate squeezed its furry head out of the collar restlessly, and it was unknown how it got out of such a narrow exit.

Opening the door of the store, the warm wind made the man breathe a sigh of relief. He looked around and didn't see the familiar short lady. There were only two young female employees in the store sorting the goods. The middle-aged female boss was wearing a black body-shaping fleece, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and a tape measure on her left shoulder. Her golden hair was deliberately curled, and she had a cross-shaped earring on her left ear.

"Hello, welcome."