The Master of the Strange Realm

It made a humming sound in its throat, probably trying to imitate the pitiful sound of humans, but Chocolate has never had sympathy in the general sense.

It loosened its claws that were holding down the parrot, looked down at the poor bird, and then patted its cheek with its furry cat claws, which was considered a warning.

It jumped off the counter with its tail shaking, and gently scratched the old man who was standing still. Immediately, all kinds of strange things fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Chocolate licked his lips, not greedy, and wanted all. It squinted its eyes and observed for a few seconds, then used its furry claws to scratch for a while, first scratched the sin coins paid by Jenkins to its side, and then picked up some broken gems and bone products, and then ate them one by one.

After doing this, regardless of the old parrot lying on the counter, tears falling like a string of large pearls, it jumped to the back door that had just been opened. The door opened a gap again, but this time it was silent, revealing the white light behind.

"Meow~"

It also strolled in, and its tail shook at the door for the last time, and then its body disappeared.

Chapter 479 Chapter 472 Story

It was still the familiar dizziness. Sometimes Jenkins wondered if he had a disease like "space transfer dizziness". After asking his father for confirmation, he found out that the strange feeling was very normal. When the number of space transfers increased, he would be able to adapt to it.

Of course, the premise is that he never encountered space disasters or subspace evil things or other messy things in the process.

Sitting on the cold ground, closing his eyes to adapt for a long time, the hand on the ground actually grabbed a handful of wet grass.

Opening his eyes, it was a desolate grassland, but the black fog in the distance blocked the original appearance. In addition to Mr. Black Cat, there were two strangers he had never seen before. The younger woman was holding the ground and vomiting, and the man who was about the same age as Mr. Black Cat was covering his mouth, looking like he was about to vomit.

Looking up, the strange fog also covered the sky, without the sun, moon and stars. But the visibility nearby was good, because there was a bonfire burning about 50 feet (15.24 meters) ahead.

The old man holding the book sat cross-legged by the bonfire, wearing a monocle, but his face was expressionless.

"Success, it's really a strange place!"

Even though he believed that the bookstore owner would not lie, he still had doubts about the white light. This was his first time entering a strange place with excitement.

Jenkins also sincerely hoped that this would be the last time.

Mr. Black Cat recovered quickly, grabbed Jenkins's hand and stood up, then patted his dirty clothes. Chocolate squinted his eyes and lay in Jenkins' arms. Seeing that everyone was normal, he pretended to meow, and also rubbed Jenkins' clothes and raised his head.

The other two strangers were obviously together, which could be seen from their eye contact and standing positions. But this is not a place for intrigue, because if you are not careful, everyone will encounter misfortune.

After a brief self-introduction, the young woman's name was Celt Knight, the middle-aged man was Slang Kreider; and Jenkins was still Hercule Poirot, and Mr. Black Cat used the pseudonym Kate Black.

The four of them temporarily formed an alliance, and then verbally recognized the principle of not hurting each other and helping each other, and then walked to the campfire.

Seeing that the old man who was reading the book still didn't speak, and his attention was focused on the book, the four looked at each other, imitated it and sat down.

In this way, five people, or five creatures that looked like people, sat around the campfire. Being too close to the flames, when looking back, the black fog that covered the sky and the distance seemed closer. Of course, this is most likely not an illusion.

"Let's tell a story?"

The reader put down the book in his hand stiffly, and everyone could see the age spots on his wrist during the process.

Although the sentence above was a question, the four gifters knew that they had no choice at all.

"How can we leave here?"

Seeing that no one answered, Jenkins took the initiative to ask. Mr. Black Cat on the side quickly pulled his sleeves, and Miss Knight and Mr. Kreider also looked surprised.

Jenkins was not worried at all. This was the sixth strange place he had experienced. He knew very well that in the early stage of the strange place, as long as he did not deliberately provoke the host and did not deliberately observe it, the danger was basically small.

"It's very simple. As long as the story I told is over, you can leave."

The old man observed the four people in turn through his monocle, closed his book with a snap, and then put it on his lap.

The thickness of the book is like an ordinary notebook, and the size is also of ordinary specifications. It's just that the cover material seems to be leather, so it doesn't look flat.

Half of the body of Chocolate, who has a low sense of presence, is hidden in the shadow of Jenkins reflected by the campfire. Although it has just eaten a lot, it doesn't mind eating more.

Ignoring the expressions of the four people, the old man turned the first page of the book with his stubby fingers. Mr. Kreider, who was closer to him, seemed to want to take a look at the content on the page, but he spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

The blood was sprayed into the bonfire, causing the flames to tremble violently. The darkness behind him seemed to be even deeper.

"The story happened a long, long time ago, in an ancient era."

His tone was emotionless when he introduced the rules, but it was completely the opposite when he told the story. Even Jenkins had to admit that even a professional storyteller couldn't tell it better.

"It was a kingdom near the sea, and the people in the kingdom lived a happy and happy life..."

"A Williamite fairy tale..."

Mr. Creed whispered to his companions.

The so-called "Williamt-style fairy tales" refer to the fact that most of Jenkins' fairy tales in "Tales from a Stranger" begin with such a sentence. This has now become a major point of attack for his critics, who have also begun to use the term "Williamtian fairy tale" to describe new fairy tales that are very similar to what Jenkins wrote.

"The king and queen of the kingdom are a loving couple who gave birth to three lovely children, and the protagonist of our story is the kind and innocent little princess, Sophia.

It was a weekend morning, and the princess was woken up by her little maid as usual. She has long, shiny golden hair and dark, bright eyes. Of course, like all little girls of this age, Sophia also has some willful and bad habits, such as..."

The four people who were forced to listen to the story swallowed their saliva neatly.

"For example, she likes to eat a fresh apple when she wakes up."

The scholar stopped talking, and what followed was a strange sound coming from the darkness behind everyone.

Gulu~Gulu~Gulu~

A dozen fresh and plump apples rolled out of the darkness to the campfire. The light of the flames reflected the attractive red luster of the apples.

"So, which one should she choose from the fruit bowl on the bedside?"

He said no more words here, but held the book and looked at the four people.

"We need to let the story continue to reach the end..."

Mr. Black Cat said: "So, this is..."

"It's about choosing. Obviously, these apples are not just apples."

Miss Knight took over. Her hair was also blond, but not as pure as Jenkins's. It is said that some people can judge whether a person's ancestor is a noble based on slight differences in hair color. I don't know who is so boring to develop such a skill.

Chapter 480 Chapter 473 Sophia’s Mount

"I'll go first!"

Seeing that the other three people were still hesitating, Jenkins took the initiative to speak.

After speaking, he did not observe carefully, but casually picked up the apple closest to him. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he stopped again:

"The princess chose this one and ate it."

After saying that, he opened his mouth and took a bite. Plenty of juice and pulp are put into your mouth. This is indeed a good apple.

As he thought, he raised his hand and wiped it in front of his nose, and then saw red blood stains.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mr. Black Cat's face full of horror, and he knew what was going on. Before the undead ability is activated, fire follows the blood and overflows from the seven orifices in the head.

After the purifying flame disappeared, Jenkins stared blankly at the poisonous apple with a missing bite, wondering whether he should eat it all. But taking one bite to purify it is a bit too troublesome.

"Sofia chose the biggest and plump one on the fruit plate and ate it happily. This made the maid in an apron very unhappy, because there was still a sumptuous breakfast waiting for Sofia in the splendid restaurant."

It seems that there is no need to eat it all.

"When Sofia came to the dining room in the castle, which was large enough for half the kingdom to dine together, the old king and the young queen were already sitting at the table.

'Oh, my daughter, you are as beautiful as the flowers in the garden! ’

‘Oh, my daughter, not even the elves in the forest are as lovely as you! ’

The king and queen praised together.

But Sophia also has a secret of her own, which often makes her miserable, but she still has to keep it.

After breakfast it was time for a pleasant riding lesson, but Sofia's lovely pony Albert became ill and she had to choose a new one from among the mounts brought by the maid..."

The old man stopped, and at the same time, a strange sound came from the black fog behind everyone, and it didn't sound like the sound of horse hooves.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that as the black mist dissipated, the astonishing roar almost penetrated everyone's eardrums. At the same time, the ground seemed to be shaking.

"Oh, God~"

Miss Knight began to pray, and the holy symbol she subconsciously wanted to draw was immediately recognized by Jenkins: Eternal Blazing Sun!

"Are they the knights of the Church of the Sun and Justice?"

He thought in surprise, but was immediately drawn to Mr. Black Cat's screams. What came out of the black mist was a mountain-like monster.

It was a creature with a strong body, a long and thick neck, a horned or frilled head, sharp teeth, and a long tail; it walked on four powerful legs, It flies with a pair of giant wings like bat wings. Its body is covered with scales to protect it; its eyes have four layers of eyelids, the inner three layers of which are transparent to protect the eyes from damage. The pupils are like teeth. Like a snake, the teeth are pointed and sharp, curved inward.

"It's a dragon! A pure-blooded dragon!"

All four people recognized it. Although the dragon had disappeared in the material world, this terrible alien species was recorded in almost all mystical materials.

"Meow?"

While Jenkins stood up, Chocolate retreated behind his boots, revealing only a cat head.

"How did I offend fate that the hermit arranged for me to encounter such a thing!!!"

Mr. Black Cat covered his chest and moaned softly.

It was a black dragon, standing far away at the edge of the black fog and looking at the bonfire. The look in his eyes made people realize that this was definitely an intelligent creature no less than them. The huge body and the unique mental oppression of the dragon race made people feel unable to breathe smoothly.

"We are going to ride this?"

Miss Knight asked in disbelief.

"No, there should be another choice, look over there!"

Following Mr. Kreider's finger, you can see two black spots under the feet of the dragon moving towards this side.

The horse-like creature walking in the front has pure white fluffy hair, and it seems to be radiating soft white light in the dark grassland.

On its head was a magnificent golden horn with runes carved on it. Anyone who saw it would not doubt the purity of this creature.

"Unicorn!"

This time it was Miss Knight who moaned. Her throat seemed to be blocked and her voice was trembling with excitement.

Behind the unicorn was a black horse with a red mane and tail that fluttered like flames. Its four hooves floated in the air and trampled, leaving a trail of footprints with black flames. The pair of eyes tilted upwards were extremely terrifying. When looking into their eyes, the uncontrollable fear was definitely not something that ordinary people could endure.

"Dream..."

"Nightmare beast! You don't have to explain one after another. I think the most important thing we should do is to choose one to tame."

Jenkins interrupted Mr. Korede rudely, then turned to look at the storyteller:

"It won't give us too much time. According to my understanding of the strange world, the longer the delay, the more likely it is that something will happen. Who will come this time? We'd better hurry up!"

"I'll do it!"

Mr. Korede frowned and raised his hand, nodding seriously to Jenkins and Mr. Black Cat.

He could also see that the two were companions. Since Jenkins had been in danger just now, they had to come this time.

"Uncle Korede..."

The young woman shouted worriedly, reaching out to pull his sleeve.

"It's okay."

The middle-aged man shook his head, then said loudly: "The brave Princess Sofia decided to try to tame the nightmare beast."

As he said that, he walked out of the range covered by the campfire.

His choice was quite correct, because only a madman would try to tame a strange dragon, and the legendary unicorn was more inclined to a pure and flawless girl, so for him, this was not a choice at all.

He had no better way, so he used a highly recognizable golden divine power - [Mount Taming].

This ability, with a very straightforward name, is the exclusive divine power of the Church of the Sun and Justice, and is generally only mastered by believers of the Great Sun.

But he failed and was almost burned by the hellfire spewed out by the nightmare beast. The origin of this powerful alien species is unknown, but some people, including Dad, believe that they have some demon blood.

The second attempt was Miss Knight. Her level was lower than Mr. Kreider, so she did not overestimate her own ability to provoke the nightmare beast that was kicking forward with its front hooves and was obviously in a bad mood, but tried to walk towards the beautiful unicorn.

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