The Master of the Strange Realm

It squinted at the two creatures that couldn't move on the ground, then came to Jenkins and scratched the mummy's terrible wrinkled skin with its little claws. In its eyes, the wrinkles on the skin were simply naturally formed runes.

"Meow~"

The cat said it was powerless.

In fact, if Jenkins was unconscious now, Chocolate could immediately crush any creature nearby into powder with one claw, but the great writer was very awake now, so Chocolate was just a weak kitten.

"Aren't you very smart? Use that!"

Jenkins reminded quickly, but before he could say what he was going to use, the black mummy's arm blocked his mouth.

Chocolate had understood, and it stretched its claws to Jenkins' neck, and took a lot of effort to take out the bone whistle. It clamped it with its claws, aimed its mouth at the whistle, and then blew hard, and the skeleton warhorse appeared from the black smoke.

The cat left the whistle on the ground and jumped on the horse's back nimbly. The skeleton horse rubbed its front hooves on the muddy ground, then walked to Jenkins' side and raised its hooves high towards the monster's head.

It's not that I didn't think of summoning a unicorn. In fact, the unicorn is the best choice to fight against this kind of shadow and dark creature. But in this space affected by the monster and without light, the ability to summon a unicorn cannot be used temporarily.

Chapter 530: Bounty!

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Chapter 531 Chapter 522 Falling from the sky

Probably because the monster's own power affected the spatial structure, causing the summoning from the alien space to no longer work, but after it was kicked to death by the horse's hoof, this was no longer a problem.

In short, after Jenkins confirmed that all the people who saw his face were dead and checked that John was in good condition, he rode the unicorn to the horizon in the last ray of sunset. The mist in the black mist necklace filled his body and blocked the view from the ground. After all, night was coming.

His left hand covered his right arm, and light green smoke continued to seep out. Just now, he was too tightly entangled with the monster, and the horse's hoof could easily hurt his body by mistake, but fortunately, with continuous repairs, the black monster was the first to die.

After the head was trampled like a meat pie, its body scattered into black smoke and dust and floated everywhere. Jenkins only found a few tiny black crystals in the dust. He knew this thing. It was the crystal of the shadow spirit, which was called [Shadow Dust] in this era.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise it would have gone into Chocolate's cat's mouth again.

Looking at the city line appearing below, he felt a little heavy in his heart:

"I'm afraid Mr. Twin Demon will have to bear another big pot."

(Chocolate is sleeping...)

Hathaway sat in the carriage and looked quietly at the house belonging to Jenkins on St. George Street through the window. She arrived here some time in advance, but Jenkins was not at home.

Suspecting that the work of her father's antique shop might be delayed, she asked the coachman to stop at the street corner and wait quietly. Seeing that the agreed time was coming, but Jenkins still did not appear, the girl tapped her fingers on the soft cushion twice, stepped on high heels, lifted her skirt and bent down to get off the carriage, crossed the street and walked towards Jenkins' house.

She passed by Lady Margaret, who was pregnant, and did not notice that the lady was walking with her eyes closed. Standing in front of the gate, there was no fire in the house, and no cats rushed out to announce that this was their territory.

"Where did you go?"

In Hathaway's impression, Jenkins was not a person who was not punctual. On the contrary, before she arrived here, she thought that Jenkins would wait at home for an afternoon.

"Why not go to Dad's antique shop to have a look?"

Thinking in her heart, she suddenly heard a voice from above her head. Before she looked up to check the situation, she saw the man falling from the sky into the yard. He was lying on the ground in a very indecent posture, just like a cat creature falling from a height.

"You..."

"Come in quickly!"

Jenkins patted the dirt on his body and stood up, put out the chocolate in his arms, opened the gate and reached out to pull Hathaway into the house.

With the dim sky, it is very effective to use black fog to cover the unicorn, but once it lands at a low altitude, this cover is not very useful. Jenkins could only rely on his immortal body to jump down from a suitable angle. Halfway through the jump, he remembered that he still had [Cat's Grace], and his body instinctively took the most suitable posture for landing.

He had to distance himself from the identity of "Twin Demons", so he had to prove that after leaving John, his actions were to return to the city-party, not to duel with monsters in the sunset-return to the city-party.

Therefore, we must find a way to make up for the lost time. Flying back on a unicorn is naturally fast enough. If no one sees him coming back from outside the city, it can be explained as "the carriage cannot be found, so we can only use the skeleton horse." , I was afraid of being seen by ordinary people, so I took the uninhabited path.”

At this rate, just attend the dinner and there will be hundreds of people who can prove that they don't have time to blow up the church at sunset.

But there is currently a loophole.

"I didn't fall from the sky just now. I was changing clothes in the house, so I didn't notice you."

He pulled Hathaway closer to the foyer and explained nervously.

"I see."

Although she didn't know what happened, the red-haired girl nodded. She noticed that Jenkins' black windbreaker was stained with dirt and even some blood. His hair was as messy as if it had been blown by a typhoon in Nolan City in summer. What was casually thrown on the shoe rack were a pistol and some shining bullet casings.

She didn't ask the man if he could show up to the dinner because she knew Jenkins would say something unflattering.

The man explained briefly and then went down the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor to change clothes, leaving only Chocolate and Hathaway in the living room.

"Did Jenkins tell you? I'm sorry that I can't take you with me for a while."

She whispered, knowing that the creature in front of her could understand Common Tongue.

Chocolate glanced at her, ignored her, and walked back to the soft cushion she used to sleep on with graceful cat steps.

Jenkins quickly washed his hair and put on his best formal suit. After unskillfully arranging his tie in front of the mirror, he walked down the stairs.

"How about it?"

he asked, standing on the stairs.

"very handsome."

Hathaway looked up at him with a chuckle on her face: "Then, may I ask this handsome gentleman, if I have the honor to invite you to the dinner tonight."

"sure."

He tried hard to forget what happened just now, and told himself in his heart not to show anything.

Regarding the purpose of this invitation, Hathaway told Jenkins without any concealment. This is a very smart move and shows that she knows Jenkins well.

"In other words, I just need to participate without making any promises?"

As expected, there was no strange expression on Jenkins' face. He had already guessed that one day he would be used as a shield by Hathaway or Miss Michael.

"Yes."

The woman couldn't describe her feelings at the moment, because even she thought this was an extremely stupid idea.

Moreover, she herself didn't know what she wanted.

Looking at Jenkins, who was sitting opposite, holding her face and looking at the lamppost erected on the street, Miss Mihail seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

"Am I a person who likes to deceive feelings?"

she asked herself.

This crazy era has given birth to countless crazy people, and there has always been very little loyalty among nobles. But loyalty to feelings is Hathaway's principle. Even if she knows that her heart is swinging, she will never cross a certain line.

"If I had met this man first..."

She felt that she was a little crazy tonight, so she raised her right hand and subconsciously touched her ear. There was a diamond stud earring that Jenkins had asked her to keep for now.

The earrings flickered and reflected the weak light source in the carriage, shining alone with a light that was not brilliant but very firm.

Chapter 532 Chapter 523 Cooperation and Letters

Nothing embarrassing happened during the dinner. Earl Hesha was warm and hospitable, and Jenkins behaved appropriately. Although his manners tended to be feminine and had some characteristics unique to the northern country, his unconcealed nobility still won the admiration of Count Hesha and his wife.

Except for Jenkins, the young people around the table were not qualified to participate in the conversation. After this pleasant and relaxed dinner, Earl Hesha invited Jenkins to the study to chat.

Hathaway's expression was very worried. She wanted to say something, but was stopped by her mother.

It wasn't until the two men disappeared behind the door that the countess said softly:

"Haiwei, at this time, you'd better not say anything. This is the most correct thing to do."

To show the importance of this dinner, the Countess wore the emerald necklace that her grandmother had given him when she got married. This necklace is only passed down to girls as a dowry and has a history of at least a thousand years.

"I hope this necklace can be left to you, not your sister. That little fool still thinks that the son of the caliphate really likes her."

She said meaningfully.

"Even the most avid gambler knows that hedging his bets never ends well."

After a long silence, the red-haired girl retorted in a low voice.

The boy who was eavesdropping shivered and covered his face as if he didn't see anything.

"This isn't hedging your bets, honey..."

The elegant smile on the countess's face did not change at all:

"He just saw the chaos in the kingdom, so in order to avoid the worst outcome, he had to make some preparations in advance."

"Prepare in advance? No, I'm sorry, please forgive me, but I may have heard you wrong. Did you just mean that the Queen is dying?"

Jenkins frowned and repeated the big news:

"You have a good sense of humor. When I saw Her Majesty in Beldiran a few weeks ago, she looked very healthy."

"This is not a very secret thing. In fact, many people know about it."

The Earl sat behind the desk with his hands clasped together on the table. Behind him was a huge portrait oil painting. The person in the painting was himself, holding a naval saber, and his entire chest was covered with medals.

Jenkins nodded and leaned forward, "So, why did you tell me this?"

"Young people nowadays speak so bluntly."

The Earl looked into Jenkins' eyes and said:

"I saw the chaos that might happen, so I wanted to prepare for the worst in advance. I think you should understand what I said."

"Of course."

He shrugged, then crossed one leg and leaned back comfortably:

"So what?"

"I hope you can protect at least one of my sons at some point."

"I feel you are more blunt than me."

He tapped the handle of the chair with his fingers, and as Miss Stuart said, he kept his speech slightly slow to show his control over the conversation.

"So what can I get?"

He suddenly realized that this might be an opportunity.

"You are not as simple as Hathaway imagined. How can someone who can be favored by the Orthodox Church be a pure blank sheet of paper?"

The Earl sighed, and before Jenkins continued to speak, he added:

"But this is what I value. If I didn't believe that you have the ability to let the church choose to bless my son at the most critical moment, how could I meet you at such a sensitive moment?"

He opened the drawer of the nearby desk and put a stack of documents on the table:

"These are some of my assets, including..."

"Mr. Earl, I think we should be more sincere to each other."

Jenkins doesn't care about gold pounds, and accepting these things is equivalent to giving others an excuse.

"I know it."

The Earl laughed without surprise and put those things back in the drawer.

"I can now confirm that tonight's dinner is indeed valuable. Then, I agree to marry Hathaway to you."

Jenkins felt his heart stop beating for a second, but he was not sure if it was an illusion. After all, he would not die even if it stopped beating.

The area of ​​the Earl's study was not as large as expected, and the only lighting tool used was the gas lamp on the wall. This gas lamp had obviously been used for quite a long time, so the light it emitted was a little dim.