The Master of the Strange Realm

"vitality?"

Suddenly I had some magical ideas, so I asked the nun for some water, grabbed the life orb from under the chocolate paw, soaked it in the water, and tried to feed it to the unconscious person.

Of course, there is a risk of water entering the trachea, but in this era where normal saline or glucose is not available, and there are no special intravenous injection tools, this is already the best method.

When the sun rose on Tuesday morning, those people who were fed water by Jenkins were indeed much less aged than others.

As a result, the problem that had troubled the church for a long time was finally solved. Although people are still not awake, as long as aging can be suppressed, the citizens in the city will not panic, and the rumors of the so-called "plague" can be maintained.

Given the current dangerous situation, at least before the christening ceremony, Jenkins would not be allowed to go out privately. Therefore, he stayed in the church to help throughout Tuesday, and the benefactors of the Zhengshen Church who fell into coma were also sent here to receive his treatment.

Families of coma patients also expressed their joy after hearing that "the decline of body functions caused by strange bacterial infections" can be suppressed. In short, although the matter has not yet been resolved, at least the church is not facing the worst-case scenario.

During this period, Jenkins also met Captain Binsi and his father. The former was in a hurry with a tired face, and once brought a severely burned benefactor to him for treatment; the latter lived directly in the church and did not know where he was all day long. do what.

Miss Audrey would definitely be fine, so the only thing that worried him was whether Hathaway was still healthy.

I was somewhat looking forward to seeing her figure at the door of the church, but then I thought about how could Hathaway come here.

At ten o'clock on Tuesday night, the bored Jenkins stood in the courtyard holding chocolates and watching the stars. Bits of spirit filtered down from the starry sky and merged into his body, slowly but very steadily.

"Mr. Willamt, there is someone looking for you at the door."

A priest waited aside and reminded Jenkins until he lowered his head while holding his stiff neck.

The person who came to see Jenkins was not a woman, but a man, Viscount Augustus to be precise.

This guest was something Jenkins would never expect. After all, the Viscount's belief was not that of a sage, and the two of them had nothing to communicate with recently.

When he saw him, Baron Augustus looked a little embarrassed, probably because of the temperature at night, and his face turned pale.

The servants were ordered to wait in the carriage, and Jenkins led Baron Augustus into a quiet room. The temperature in the room was high, but he still looked cold.

"Mr. Augustus, what do you want from me?"

"Oh, Mr. Willamt, it is indeed..."

He spoke stumblingly and his face turned red, not because of his body but because of his next words.

"I know this request is rude, but I have to come here. As the head of the Augustus family, I can't watch my steward die in front of me. Yes, oh God, in my whole life No request from others.

Yes Yes......"

Repeating his own words incoherently, he took off the black leather gloves on his hands and took off his hat:

"Yes, Mr. Willamette. I hope you can give me some special medicine. Unfortunately, my housekeeper was infected with silver syncope syndrome at noon today. I can't watch him die, ever since I was a child... ..”

He bowed his head to Jenkins.

"Please do not do this."

He quickly supported Viscount Augustus, who had a very complicated expression on his face:

"I want to help you, but... what is the special medicine?"

After questioning, I learned that the water soaked in the Pearl of Life was called a special medicine because it could effectively suppress the symptoms of the plague.

But it doesn't mean that putting the orb in water and taking it out will be effective. Later inspection found that it could not affect much water in a short period of time. Even with the cooperation of Ritual and Jenkins, it is impossible to produce the amount that can be distributed to all patients at once.

The water distributed by the Church of Knowledge and Books was uniformly dripped with blue dye, making it look more like a professional potion. Jenkins was not sure where the potion was going, but while giving priority to the sage believers, he could also guess the various other distributions made due to power and money.

Obviously, it was impossible for a down-and-out nobleman like Augustus to obtain the potion.

But since the Viscount had already asked for it, and the old butler had left a good impression on Jenkins during the few meetings, he took the empty test tube and filled a bottle of water with it and handed it to the Viscount.

"Oops, I forgot to dye it!"

I didn't think of this until I took it out, so I can only say that this is the original syrup, so the color may not be right.

After sending the Viscount, who kept saying thanks, to the door of the church, Jenkins suddenly thought of something:

"Oh, Mr. Augustus, I want to ask you a question."

"Excuse me."

From the look on his face, it seemed that even if Jenkins asked him what color underwear he was wearing today, he would definitely be able to tell him.

"I happened to see some strange records in an ancient book a few days ago. This is an ancient book from the previous era, and my father spent a lot of money to buy it. It also mentioned an ancient book. The Sto family claims that this family has a deep connection with the God of Death. I am interested in these ancient myths.”

Pretending to be embarrassed, he scratched his nose:

"So I want to ask you, is your family the ancient family I saw in the book?"

The Viscount had a look of surprise on his face, but soon turned into thinking:

"The origin of the Augustus family can indeed be traced back to a very ancient time, and there are some strange rumors about gods in the family. But those were all told by my parents when I was very young. Now I am the only one left in the family, and I can't verify it.

If you are interested, we can talk about it in our spare time, but most of them are bizarre and...blasphemous. Now I should be the only one who knows about them. In fact, I don't remember it very clearly, the upside-down man, the bizarre world, haha, all stories with metaphors stronger than content, cough cough..."

He coughed violently a few times, not to stop the topic, but his body really couldn't hold on.

Chapter 400 Chapter 395 Going out

The night was very cold and humid, and Mr. Augustus, who had always been weak, soon couldn't stand it.

He followed up on the previous topic and added: "But the family should have nothing to do with the great [End of Death], I am sure of that. Those are all legends. Maybe in a certain era, our family also had a son of God, and it took a long time to form these ridiculous stories."

Nodding, Jenkins watched the viscount being helped by the servants to the carriage, and the carriage disappeared into the night.

"Death is not just the twelfth god."

The man at the door of the church was wearing a black windbreaker and his face was gloomy. The night wind blew, and the collar fluttered.

"Lord..."

Jenkins thought that he was probably the most idle person in the church at this time. He wanted to join the combat team and go out with them to perform tasks, but was opposed by everyone.

Because of this proposal, he was even monitored by Miss Befanna.

"Jenkins, please believe that this is all for your own good."

Due to the increase in the number of patients, the church urgently purchased quilts and warm clothing in the city, opened the side hall and removed the chairs, and let the fainted people lie on the ground.

Although they themselves did not show any abnormalities other than coma due to the appearance of "special medicine", it was not a long-term solution.

On Wednesday morning, Jenkins woke up from the bed and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a long time. He stretched his hands forward and touched his cat.

After sitting up, he saw that two young nuns came in from the other side of the room at some point. One of them was holding a plate, and the other was holding a hot water basin, with a towel on her arm.

"I can do it myself."

The tone was very embarrassed, and the nuns also laughed.

After breakfast, he changed into an ordinary gray priest robe and got busy. If you want to find something to do, there is always something to do in the church.

He was temporarily assigned to carry work. Chocolate stayed in the restaurant and refused to come out. He could only carry a basin of porridge to the side hall alone.

He tilted his head and looked at the oil paintings on the wall. The decoration style of the church tended to be serious, and most of the paintings were religious.

But walking without looking ahead is very dangerous. As soon as he came to the corner, he heard a scream, and then he felt that he had bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry, sir."

The girl was even more flustered than Jenkins. The towel she was holding fell to the floor. She didn't even dare to look at Jenkins' face, but just kept apologizing.

The flower girl looked much better than the last time they met. The clothes on her body were obviously the wrong size, but at least there were no patches and it looked warm.

On the right sleeve, there was a crooked holy emblem embroidered on it, which she must have put on herself.

"Oh, it's you, it's okay."

Trying to put on a kind expression, the girl raised her head when she heard the voice. There was a few seconds of confusion in her eyes, and then it turned into surprise:

"Oh, sir, it's you! Good morning!"

"Good morning!"

Smiling and nodding, I felt that I was not suitable for this expression.

"It's an honor to meet you here. Sir, thank you... Oh, sir..."

The childish voice combined with the incoherent appearance was indeed a little funny.

The girl had a deep memory of the man in the priest's robe in front of her, not only because of the purse sent by the cat, but also because her life had really changed miraculously since she met him.

She was unexpectedly rescued by the Sage Church, and unexpectedly treated well in the church. She was even recommended to join the choir and was allowed to continue living in the church after the winter...

Life in the slums made her understand more things, and occasional hearing in the church also made the girl know that her current life came from the help of a kind gentleman.

"Go to work quickly, these days are really too busy."

The girl wanted to say something, but Jenkins interrupted her.

"Okay, sir, may the sage bless you."

She drew a holy emblem on her chest in a very unfamiliar way.

"May the sage bless you too."

Jenkins, who was holding something, could not draw the holy emblem to respond to her, so he could only smile again.

Not to mention the girl's current mood, at least Jenkins believed that being able to talk to her without any psychological barriers had already shown that his "flower girl's mental sensitivity" was about to be cured.

Thinking of this, my pace became much lighter.

The girl squatted on the ground, put the scattered white towels back in order, turned her head and watched the man disappear at the end of the corridor.

"Sir, may God bless you and protect you; may your soul live forever, may you..."

The girl who was born in the slums was naturally illiterate, and these words were also heard by priests and clergy when she lived in the church.

She whispered these words and just wanted to move forward, she saw a black and white kitten squatting in the middle of the corridor, looking at her with amber eyes.

Her face was a little red, and the shy girl felt shy for what she had just said. But she immediately thought, how could a cat understand human language?

At noon, Miss Bevanna called Jenkins over, this time there was something important to discuss.

"Get ready, we're going out."

"Oh, okay... where are we going?"

"The baptism ceremony is an ancient tradition. The scribes of the Sage Church will undergo a special baptism within six months of joining the job. Your baptism ceremony was originally scheduled in the church, but the location was temporarily changed last week."

She pulled Jenkins out without saying anything, and the carriage was ready.

"Why change..."

"You may have heard about the Bonton Winery from your father. It has now become an evergreen forest full of the spirit of life. This kind of place is the most suitable place for baptism, especially we found a great location in the forest. Mr. William, you have to understand that the baptism ceremony is not just a symbolic ceremony, but also a transformation of the body. Baptizing you there is the best arrangement. Don't worry, the guards outside are sufficient."

There was no room for negotiation on this matter. After Miss Bevanna notified Jenkins, she stuffed him into the carriage parked in the courtyard. The life orb was also taken out of the water. It was safer to carry the gift on the body.

The guard was originally thought to be Miss Bevanna, but when the carriage came to the avenue, four more carriages immediately surrounded it. The vision of the Eye of Truth told Jenkins that all the people in these four carriages were gifted, and the lowest level was level 4.

Section 401 Chapter 396 Bad Luck

Five carriages were running in the city, and Jenkins in the carriage was still puzzled.

Because the rotation and color matching of those light spots were very unfamiliar, it was speculated that this should be the first batch of reinforcements sent by the Holy See.

"They came here, didn't they just want to guard me?"

Miss Bevanna and Jenkins were sitting in a carriage. In addition to these two people, there was also Chocolate who slipped into the carriage at some point.

A special feeling always made Jenkins feel frightened, as if something big was going to happen. This was a reminder from the spirit, and he had to be cautious.

Since he had to live in the church for a long time, all of Jenkins's belongings were now on him, which made him feel safer. Fortunately, the clothes in winter were thick, and it was impossible to see how many messy things were stuffed inside.

The carriage bumped all the way to the outskirts of the city. The road in the suburbs of the city was not easy to walk on, and the five carriages could not maintain the original formation, so Jenkins' carriage could only go to the center.

On the way, Miss Bevanna also talked to Jenkins about the historical origins and functions of baptism. Its origin is contemporary with the emergence of the Church of Sages, and the specific principle is not complicated, that is, to use special materials and the power of God to strengthen the fragile body of mortals.

The baptism ceremony was created based on an ancient mysterious ritual that has been lost. In the era when the church had many enemies many epochs ago, the baptism ceremony was a necessary means to increase the survival rate. But in modern times, the religious significance of the ceremony is far greater than its practical significance.

Of course, depending on the materials used and the blessings of the gods, the ceremony will have different effects on different benefactors. This time, Miss Bevanna was obviously well prepared.

Things really didn't go so smoothly. When the lush valley could be seen from a distance, a loud noise suddenly came from the left side of the carriage.

"It has nothing to do with us."

Miss Bevanna held Jenkins' shoulder, "We are very close to our destination. The guards will handle the problem."