The Master of the Strange Realm

A loud and distant bell rang in his ears, and the continuous sound made the sleepy Jenkins regain some consciousness.

"Ah, I almost forgot that today is the end of the month!"

He thought so confusedly, feeling his body falling in a white mist.

There were slight whispers in the sky, and among the whispers and murmurs, there were also loud songs.

The faint songs were so sacred, so pure, and so ethereal, as if thousands of young children were singing together, or pure virgins were humming, so that Jenkins almost ignored other sounds.

It was still so messy and unreasonable, but the strange knowledge was inexplicably understood. As this process continued, the mood gradually became irritable, but the faint cold feeling on the forehead finally calmed the mood.

Two huge figures appeared in the sky. It was obvious that they were a man and a woman. The woman's figure was so...

He felt a little dizzy, sleepiness came again, and his consciousness slowly returned to chaos. He was in no mood to resist anymore. With those strange and weird sounds, all his thoughts disappeared again.

On the sofa, Chocolate looked up at the golden light flashing violently from the man's body.

The eye that was tightly wrapped by the tail was originally very arrogant with black tentacles climbing on Jenkins' body. But at the moment when the man's consciousness heard the strange murmur, the eyeball showed a look of fear as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

It wanted to leave Jenkins' skin, but Chocolate would not allow it. Millions of eyes in the void looked at this scene, and at the same time showed a pleading look, and the cat just pretended not to see it.

It only lasted for two seconds before it turned into stone, and the black eyeball and the illusion in the void dissipated bit by bit.

The kitten shook its tail, swept away the dust on Jenkins' body, and nodded with satisfaction.

He came to the cushion beside him and prepared to sleep, but he seemed to remember something, jumped onto the carpet, and then ran into the guest room beside him, biting a small blanket and coming back.

He covered Jenkins with it, and then he cried out with satisfaction, found the softest area on the sofa, scratched it with his claws twice, and then he lay down again and fell asleep.

When Jenkins opened his eyes again, it took him a few seconds to remember what happened before he fell asleep.

He touched the blanket on his body in surprise, and then looked at the kitten curled up in a ball and smiled.

"Chocolate has become a spirit."

Because the sleeping posture was extremely incorrect, after standing up, not only was his neck sore, but there were different degrees of pain and numbness all over his body. It was just that his spirit had inexplicably increased by a lot. Jenkins temporarily guessed that it was because he felt the world when he listened to the whispers last night.

There was a lady's pocket watch on the coffee table. It was Miss Miller's, and Jenkins forgot to return it. Although he could go directly to Miss Miller with the help of the Star Spirit Lakul, Jenkins thought it was a bit of an overreaction.

"My pocket watch just broke, so I'll use this one first."

He opened the cover of the watch and took a look. It was already seven o'clock.

If we go back a little, on the night of the 31st in the correct history, Miss Dolores Stuart in Loon was also looking at her pocket watch.

Loon City is the capital of the kingdom, located in the northern part of the entire continent. The special geographical location makes it cold all year round, so the population is not as large as the big cities in the southern kingdom.

But after all, it is the capital of one of the largest kingdoms on the continent, and it is still very lively even on winter nights.

The palace is located on a protruding hill in the center of the city. The holy double moons are already hanging on the zenith, but their light is still not comparable to the palace.

The Stuart family is not the kind of royal family that likes to be frugal. In fact, the light that can illuminate the entire palace mostly comes from expensive candles mixed with spices, rather than cheaper gas lamps.

The royal family believed that only in this way could the royal family's dignity be demonstrated to the public.

Compared with the women's watch used by the writer, the pocket watch of Her Royal Highness was much more luxurious. Through the dial carved from a whole piece of gemstone, the delicate gear structure could be clearly seen in operation.

But the transparency of the gemstone just prevented the owner from paying too much attention to the gears, so as not to steal the show and steal the leading role of the pointer.

Miss Stuart was anxiously paying attention to the time, and the maid's thin eyebrows, which she had spent a lot of effort to draw, were wrinkled.

She was sitting at the dining table at this time. For various reasons, she was the only family member who appeared here tonight.

When seven o'clock came, Her Royal Highness stood up and left the almost untouched dinner on the dining table.

The servants pushed open the door and bent down to salute the princess. She ignored all this and led a group of redundant maids to turn through the empty corridor, through the snow-covered courtyard, and regardless of the reminder of the nanny behind her, she lifted her skirt and climbed the stairs of the tower, and finally reached the top floor of the east tower of the castle.

Standing there, you can overlook the entire city.

Dolores refused to let her followers in, saying that she wanted to be alone and quiet. She looked out the window at the bustling city and the magnificent scenery of the frozen land in the distance, and let out a long breath.

"Did you get it?"

She asked softly.

The maid Julia walked out of the secret passage behind the bookshelf with a worried expression. In her hand she held a handkerchief with a blue border, and on top of the handkerchief was an inconspicuous wooden box.

"Your Highness, will doing this..."

"When there is no one, you can just call me...forget it. It doesn't matter, dear Julia, the entire operation was carried out by reliable people, who can know? Besides, this is what it is. Something that belongs to Stuart.”

As the young princess spoke, she turned around and opened the wooden box in the maid's hand.

A transparent light blue chess piece lay quietly inside. When the box was opened, an icy cold air and a light mist seeped out of it.

"Your Highness!"

The maid knelt down on one knee and brought the chess piece in front of Dolores. Her Royal Highness the Princess smiled very shyly, looked at the chess piece with obsessed eyes, and then twisted it up with her thin white hands.

The cool feeling extends along the arm towards the heart, and the chess piece disappears in the palm of the hand.

Dolores stretched out her hand to hold her maid up, then turned around and looked out the window at the night sky with a smile.

The stars hung upside down, the twin moons happened to be in the best direction for sight, and the cold night wind blew into the room, making Dolores' hair fly behind her.

A transparent body emerges from Dolores's back, and finally turns into a majestic archer holding a bow.

The body is entirely made of transparent ice, with complex ice-blue runes appearing on the inside. The archer's face was completely covered by an ice helmet, and the arrow basket on his back was empty, but the menacing bow in his hand left no doubt about the hero's strength.

PS: I originally planned to add an update to celebrate New Year's Day, but after counting the saved manuscripts, due to my serious illness last month, there are already very few additional updates. So I can only write a big chapter of 3000 words to celebrate, please vote.

Chapter 355 Chapter 350 The Princess and the Maid and the Traveler

It can be roughly seen that there is a woman's face under the ice helmet, but the specific appearance is not clear. Dolores thought about the origin of this gift and the somewhat sad story, and she could roughly guess where the image of the archer came from.

The maid Julia stood in the distance, carefully watching the archer appearing from behind her princess. After getting permission, she stepped forward step by step, stretched out her finger and tapped its armor, and then quickly retracted it. .

"how do you feel?"

Dolores asked, looking out the window.

"It's cold."

The maid answered honestly.

The corners of Dolores's mouth trembled, and she did not let the naive servant express any more opinions. She waved her hand to make the archer disappear, then leaned against the window to feel the cold night wind pouring into the tower, held her hands on the window frame and let out a long breath.

"My feeling is not wrong. The gifts used by the great ancestors will indeed favor his descendants."

She stared at the purple stars in the sky that represented destiny. As the daughter of the Stuart family, she had special access to certain information, so she naturally knew that the end of the era was coming.

Dolores doesn't care what the end of the era means. What she looks forward to is the opportunities that will appear in the prophecy and the savior who will appear. Everyone has a meaning in the world, but she does not think that she should spend the rest of her life in a castle like the princess in the fairy tales of Mr. Williamte.

Although those stories are really beautiful.

What she longs for is a broader world.

When she thought of the identity of the princess, she immediately thought of fairy tales, immediately thought of Mr. Williams, immediately thought of her pen pal, and immediately thought of the letter that had not arrived for a long time. Only in this aspect could Dolores' imagination jump like this.

"Don't forget to go tomorrow..."

"Check the mailbox at Morris House, I know you have to repeat it every day."

Julia said half-complainingly, putting the small box where the chess pieces were stored into the pocket of her apron. Before seeing "Stories from a Stranger", neither the master nor the servant expected that Mr. Williamte could actually excel in mathematics and have such profound attainments in literature.

Although there are no clear clues that the two "Jenkins R. Willamettes" are the same person, it is too coincidental that they both lived in Nolan and had the same name.

If Dolores hadn't been unable to contact Hampavo's spy organization in the Kingdom of Fidictry, she would have asked the spies to seriously investigate who Mr. Williamte was.

"But is it really okay to use fake chess pieces instead?"

Julia asked worriedly. She was in charge of the entire plan and there were no mistakes in every link, but she was still worried.

"Don't worry, it's very troublesome to open the royal family's secret vault. If it wasn't necessary, my father would only open it for inspection three times a year. The last inspection was yesterday!"

Although Dolores's thinking is a little out of the ordinary, she often has some unexpected ideas. But no one can deny that she is the smartest among the Stuart family of this generation.

If it weren't for the fact that the Kingdom of Hampavo had never had an example of a queen, and if it weren't for the fact that in the eyes of outsiders, she spent her whole day reading novels, salons, and boring classes, I'm afraid that the young man of the Stuart family would We won't let her live to this day.

Julia followed Dolores when she was very young. To be more precise, just like in those stories, the young princess went out and saw her favorite person among the children begging on the street at first sight.

Although Dolores was willful, casual, and hated rules, Julia still liked her. It was not a love mixed with special emotions, but just a love that was willing to give everything for her.

This is also the idea of ​​most of Dolores's many followers. It was not a deliberate calculation by the wise, but just that this innocent girl had a special personality charm.

In the early morning of November 1, Julia came to the familiar Morris Mansion under the pretext of going out to help the princess send letters to her girlfriends. This was the princess's secret property in the royal capital and would also serve as a general communication address.

There was a lot of snow in Rune in winter. In Julia's memory, snowflakes were floating every day after the winter.

But the snow here is difficult to melt, and there is no need to carry a troublesome umbrella when traveling on snowy days.

Compared with the kingdom in the south, the municipal construction of Rune City is not outstanding. Although the streets among the towering buildings were also paved with stone bricks, it was not known whether it was due to the poor craftsmanship of the craftsmen or the local geological problems, the ground always seemed high and low.

Even though she was not a gifter like Dolores, Julia had received professional training. She and her servants quickly merged into the early morning crowd. After a few turns, Julia disappeared from everyone's sight, while a woman of similar stature and the same clothes was surrounded by the crowd in the center.

The maid, wearing a scarf and a thick hat, boarded the carriage that had been waiting for a long time at the corner of the street in the snow. The driver looked at the maid secretly, then crossed the narrow alley and returned to the avenue from the other side.

There were also some servants responsible for cleaning in Morris's mansion, and of course they didn't know who their real master was.

The snow in front of the door had been cleared away. When Julia got off the carriage, she only saw a short lady with a suitcase and a package in her hand, checking the street sign of this road.

She looks very outstanding, and because of her height, she is easily liked by men with unique hobbies. But her eyes are not like those of ordinary women. If you have to say, they are somewhat similar to the expression of Her Royal Highness when she is not fooling around.

Miss Miller saw someone coming and roughly judged the identity of this woman at a glance. Although she was puzzled as to why the royal maid appeared here so early, she was just delivering a letter for someone, so she didn't want to delve into things that would cause trouble for herself.

"Hello, is this Arbat Street? Sorry, this road sign is broken."

Julia lowered her head slightly, blinked, and showed a puzzled look, wondering in her heart why this woman who used the common language of Fidictli appeared here so early.

Even if she was a spy, she shouldn't appear next to the third princess who was least likely to inherit the throne.

"Sorry."

Miss Miller realized that this was no longer Roland, smiled and shook her head, skillfully switched to the language of the Kingdom of Hampavo with a slight accent, and politely asked the previous question again.

Chapter 356 Chapter 351 Harvest at the end of the month

Hearing that the strange woman in front of her was looking for Morris Mansion, the maid became more vigilant.

She looked at her clothes and found them decent. Although the light gray windbreaker was not suitable for women, it was particularly elegant on the woman in front of her. Looking at Miss Miller's beautiful face, she felt that this lady was so kind and so friendly, and her insignificant vigilance disappeared in an instant.

For a woman who has found the way to demigod, it is very easy to charm an ordinary human.

"I work there. What can I do for you?"

Julia said while pointing in the direction of the house.

Miss Miller breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the package: "Hello, I came here from Nolan City in the Kingdom of Fidictli. My friend in Nolan, Mr. Jenkins William, asked me to deliver this package to the owner of Morris Mansion."

Julia took the package, glanced at the text on it, and confirmed that the handwriting of the address was indeed the mathematician that the princess missed. A smile immediately appeared on her face:

"Oh, it turns out that you are Mr. William's friend. What a coincidence. Please come in and sit down. You just arrived in Loon and came to deliver the letter. I think you haven't had breakfast yet. I can arrange for the servants to make some."

The two women walked into the courtyard of the mansion side by side, and the servant followed behind to take Miss Miller's suitcase.

Miss Miller had a gentle smile on her face. She just walked around a few times, coupled with her first impression of Julia and the furnishings in the house, she already knew very well who Jenkins' pen pal was.

This is not only the detective's intuition, but also depends on the help of ability.

"Jenkins, you always surprise me."

The smile on her face became brighter and brighter. In fact, in addition to looking for Mr. J.W., she also planned to visit the tower when she came to Loon. It just so happened that the princess who had not met yet should be a very good helper.

"Jenkins, I will thank you when I return to Nolan."

As she thought, she nodded to the maid Julia. The servants gathered from all over the house were making preparations nervously, and Miller had prepared a full set of plans for himself.

“Maybe, even a place to stay and sponsors have been found!”

Miss Miller will probably be very happy on the first day of the new month. Nolan's Jenkins, on the other hand, is a little troubled.

At seven o'clock in the morning, he tried to understand the first 31 days of burning divinity and the knowledge he got from listening to the whispers last night. Then, as expected, he bled from all seven orifices and stained the carpet.

Cleaning carpets is very expensive. The one Jenkins is using now is an antique carpet left by the previous owner of the house. It is very troublesome to clean this kind of carpet. Even my father can't do it. You have to find a professional shop.

When I think of this, I feel sorry for my wallet and my back of the head hurts.

I wiped the blood off my face and found a pen and paper to record the knowledge I got. Chocolate was originally standing on the other side of the table eating his breakfast, but he also glanced over secretly.

First of all, it is the knowledge obtained from divinity, because the original owner of divinity is a powerful alien demon, so most of the knowledge is also related to demons.