The Master of the Strange Realm

"The current view is that the witches hope to get the revelation of becoming a god in this way. I think you should not have forgotten what they believe in."

Jenkins took a breath of cold air. He never expected that the group of women would have such courage.

"We also found this."

Miss Bevanna said, picking up a dagger with a leather scabbard on a white cloth from the table behind her. The scabbard is inlaid with a beautiful red gem, and the gem is surrounded by a regular hexagonal pattern outlined with gold wire.

"This is B-02-2-9032, the scalpel of the decomposer, which is the one that Shelley Howell lost."

Miss Bevanna did not pull out the dagger because everyone could feel the weird feeling emanating from the dagger. It is obviously a regular dagger, but in the perception of the naked eye, it looks like an extremely chaotic pattern, which makes people feel uncomfortable from the heart.

Jenkins is very familiar with this chaotic and crazy feeling. There was such an atmosphere in the neighbor's house last night.

"The scabbard is also a special item. We borrowed it from the [Church of Starry Sky and Balance]. It is B-03-5-2931, the Sealer's Scabbard, which is specially used to seal special items in the shape of daggers or swords. This dagger should be used to cut the umbilical cord. It is stained with the blood of the son of the evil god, and it has also changed, and it is an ominous change."

Section 537 Chapter 528 The Curse of the Love Comb

Miss Befanna did not let Jenkins look at the knife up close, and of course she would not pull the knife out of the scabbard. This is for safety.

Jenkins sighed. Since the son of the evil god was born again by borrowing the body of a mortal, the necessary birth process is still needed. It is hard for him to imagine that ordinary scissors can cut the umbilical cord of a divine object, so it is indeed necessary to kill a powerful gifter and seize this knife that can cut the flesh.

"In addition to this dagger, we also found some traces of special items that have been missing in the past six months. Obviously, those people have made sufficient preparations to make the Son of God born as a human."

"Then New Truman City..."

Jenkins was stunned. Obviously, something went wrong a few months ago.

"That was a trap, which made us mistakenly believe that the Son of God failed to come to the world and could only flee. In fact, their original goal was to let Him be born again in Nolan. I think you should still remember A-12-4-6701, [Fragment of the Cloak of the God of Death]."

"Yes."

This item was originally held by the Church of the End of Death in this city, but was taken away a few months ago.

"This item is very likely to be used as a wrap for the Son of God after his birth. They had such a plan a long time ago, so they failed in a weird way in New Truman City."

Just like the devil summoning and the mystery of the undead, this is obviously something that has been planned for a long time. It's just that it's very unfortunate that these "bombs" exploded at the same time and place.

"Can they be found?"

"Still in Nolan... The Church of the True God is ready to call the gods to the world at any time."

The keeper who had been silent said this at this time. It seems that everyone has made the worst plan.

At least on the surface, Jenkins just happened to live next door to the widow.

Current investigations show that the house and basement of Lady Margaret's family, and even the soil underground, have been processed by extraordinary forces to form the most suitable environment for the Son of God to come to the world. Jenkins moved to St. George Street only a few months ago, and the plan had already started at that time, so he was really just unlucky.

In addition, there was no battle last night, and the biggest loss was that the glass was broken by stones. Therefore, the church did not associate the occurrence of this incident with Jenkins, after all, he always encountered such bad luck.

The night's incident was considered to be fooled, but the matter on Sunday afternoon still had to be dealt with.

Earl Hesha's proposal was written into a report by Jenkins and submitted directly to Bishop Palod. As for John's matter, his father informed him directly.

This incident was described as an unexpected illegal sacrifice, and the biggest surprise was the appearance of the New God believers - the twin demons.

"John is fine, he went home this morning. I told Robert and Mary that you have important things to deal with in the church, so you can't go home for the time being."

Dad said so.

"Is he okay?"

Although he asked this, Jenkins knew very well that the biggest misfortune John could suffer was to catch a cold.

"He is fine, but the church is not good... The New God believers and the evil god's son happened at the same time, and we already feel a little overwhelmed. The latter is more serious, so we can only relax the investigation of the New God believers recently. May the sage bless Nolan City!"

Dad finally shouted, but Jenkins was very pessimistic about this.

Unlike the New God believers who are invisible and intangible, like shadows, the strange scene that happened on St. George Street last night was discovered by many citizens. The subsequent appeasement work will not bother Jenkins, but for safety reasons, the entire street was temporarily closed, and the residents were forced to move out temporarily. Even Jenkins could only take out his things and temporarily live in the church.

Trapped in the church on this Monday, he suddenly realized that he had been away from the antique store a lot recently. Even today is the same. Dad decided to temporarily close the shop for a day and supervise Jenkins to rest in the church. But in fact, he was probably afraid that he would wander around and accidentally encounter something bad that would destroy the city.

There's something wrong with the logic of this thing, because even if Jenkins can't touch them, the things that should exist still exist. But Dad is not a person who likes to reason with Jenkins. His angry look is indeed very scary.

Chocolate actually enjoys it, and it still takes care of the seeds of fantasy flowers every day. Now even some nuns know that a small area in the garden belongs to Mr. William's cat, so they work more diligently in watering and weeding.

But the flower bones in the house showed no sign of growing, so Jenkins felt that the chocolate was just doing a useless job, and those seeds would never grow and bloom.

It was a really boring day. Jenkins, who was confined to the church, spent the whole afternoon doing the last proofreading of "Frozen" with his father, and then was called to help assemble a spare steam engine.

Jenkins didn't know why he suddenly called him, but the process of assembling the parts was indeed interesting. But after the interesting things ended, he fell into an even more boring time.

Seeing Jenkins sitting on the bench in the corridor, watching Chocolate playing with beads not far away, Dad took the initiative to lean over and sit next to him, and then handed over a comb.

"Um...is my hair messed up?"

"Don't be stupid, this is the trophy from the incident you reported last week, have you forgotten? Love Comb! I just finished naming B-10-02-3491 today, the Curse of Love Comb!"

Blinking, it turned out to be the comb with blue aura. Its style is very ordinary, thick in the middle and slightly thinner on both sides, but the spacing of the comb teeth is very fine, and there is a red rune-like symbol above the comb teeth.

It didn't feel like a wooden product, but Jenkins couldn't guess what material it was made of.

"This is bone stock."

Dad answered the question and looked at the comb in Jenkins' hand with a sigh of relief on his face:

"This comb is made from 10 percent elderberry, 63 percent lovebird skulls, 15 percent human bones, and 12 percent the bones of an unknown creature. Oh, you Maybe you don’t know about lovebirds. That kind of biological bird is a kind of bird that has become extinct in the material world. Their only extraordinary ability is to bless love. It’s hard for me to imagine the circumstances under which this comb was created. , but you should understand that this item is no longer a blessing, but a curse."

Chapter 538 Chapter 529 Trivia in Life

"Curse? Sorry, Dad, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Seeing that Jenkins was still a little confused, his father seemed to dislike his stupidity, shook his head, and added:

"Only those who love each other are qualified to be blessed. Forcing people who don't love each other to have feelings is the most vicious curse."

Jenkins nodded suddenly, so the blue he saw should represent the alien lovebirds. This is indeed very interesting.

Since the comb was mentioned, it was natural to talk about the second-hand store. So far, Jenkins already knew that three items were related to there.

Even though the investigation in the past few days focused on vampires, the matters in the store were not put aside. But nothing has come of it so far, the store has not been open since November and the owner has never been seen again.

The policemen at Carfax Yard, under the pretext of "suspecting the owner of the store to be involved in an arms smuggling case," checked all the items stored in the store and found no other special items.

The owner of Kamel's thrift store is Mr. Kamel, 41 years old. All who knew him considered him an upright and enthusiastic store owner. But similarly, no one knew where this man lived before he came to Nolan City in 1862.

The investigation into the thrift store can only go so far and can only be continued if new clues emerge.

"Speaking of which, another special item I held was damaged."

Thinking of last night's Ouija board made me feel a little heartbroken, but after all, it absorbed a drop of the evil god's son's divinity for himself, and caused the other party's unexpected early birth, which can be regarded as the most valuable way to destroy it.

But Jenkins was certain that the Son of God must have known through the aura leaked when he sealed his divinity that he was not human either. Although he is not worried that this will be spread everywhere by cultists, and the church will not believe it after all, Jenkins still wants to deal with them as soon as possible.

In fact, even if the church does not require him, he will no longer live on St. George Street in a short period of time to prevent him from being killed by an exploding spell thrown into the room one night.

Today is Monday, so as usual, we have to continue training in fighting classes with Miss Bevanna. Jenkins asked her curiously about the abandoned church in the forest farm, but even the Church of the Sage could not tell which deity it belonged to.

There is no record of the existence of buildings there in any documents in Nolan City. Only the villagers near the forest farm and the previous owner of the forest farm can reluctantly recall that the legend about the treasure arose about 34 years ago, but No one can tell the specific time.

The Madison family who owns the forest farm will suffer the most serious punishment. Even if accurate divination cannot be performed in that area due to the activities of New God believers, at least based on the situation on the scene, it can be determined that the cause of the accident was the attempt of the owner of the forest farm. Use bloody sacrifices to call out the former owner of the church.

The current investigation is not yet in-depth, but the letters recovered can prove that the Madison family has a very close connection with the Galvin family in the royal capital of Belduran.

Traces of human sacrifice rituals were also found underground in the Galvin family. Therefore, this made the Orthodox Church begin to suspect that the two events were intrinsically related.

All these things made Jenkins wonder how many of the nobles of the Kingdom of Fidictry were clean in private. Combined with the current situation revealed by Earl Hesha that the queen's life is not long, the fate of the kingdom is really worrying.

Normal work resumed on Tuesday, and Dad threatened that because he had given Jenkins so much time off in the past few weeks, he did not plan to give him any more time off before the end of this month.

Jenkins knew that his father was worried that something bad would happen to him again. But that’s okay, after all, safety comes first. But this also meant that his plan to go to the abandoned cemetery to find the gift was delayed again.

Business was still so sluggish. Throughout the morning, Dad sat in the rocking chair in front of the fireplace and read the newspaper with glasses on. The cat lay quietly playing with the Pearl of Life and the metal block. After Jenkins finished copying the tadpole essay, he began to turn the pages. Check out the books you need to read this week.

The store was very quiet, and this situation continued until lunch time. Chocolate suddenly ran out of Jenkins' arms because he wanted to touch the food on the table, and then accidentally stepped on the thick soup in front of him with his right hind paw. .

The soup was so hot that the cat immediately let out a heart-wrenching cry. Although Jenkins found nothing unusual after examination and treatment, the cat seemed to have found a reason and stayed in Jenkins' arms unwilling to leave, which made all his ideas of practicing some rituals come to nothing.

Mr. Bro, the bookseller, arrived promptly at three o'clock in the afternoon, when Dad was receiving a gentleman who wanted to buy an antique record player. This was a big deal. Although Jenkins didn't know the purchase price of the record player, judging from his father's enthusiastic sales, it seemed that this deal was done and he no longer had to worry about the store's expenses this month.

The purpose of Mr. Bro's coming here is for the manuscript of "Frozen". Jenkins began to conceive and write this book in late autumn. During this period, he experienced various incredible events and the work of writing the book was repeatedly delayed. However, in the last month of this year, he finally completed the final part perfectly.

The last time the two met was in Beldiran City. After half a month of absence, the businessman seemed to be getting richer and richer. There was a mustache on his oily face, and he was wearing a dark yellow woolen coat and a black hat on his head. When he met Jenkins, he even wanted to reach out and hug him, but Jenkins refused to hold him. Traces of it escaped.

Because of the Ritter Prize title, the book is almost certain to fail even if it has not yet gone into print. For Mr. Bro, this is equivalent to a 100% profitable business. If it were anyone else, it would be understandable for him to have such an exaggerated attitude.

He had read the unedited version before, so he was very familiar with the story in the book. For the last version, the added description of the scenery of the land of ice and snow made him highly praise it. He believed that even a writer born and raised in the Kingdom of Hampavo could not write such a poetic scene.

When he took away the manuscript and stood up to say goodbye, he proudly said that the church had already arranged the ISBNs for the books, so he promised to urge the printing house to print the first batch of books before the end of this year.

Chapter 539 Chapter 530: Dad’s photo album and John’s worries

Mr. Blow is full of confidence in this "Frozen" and plans to print the first batch of copies to five figures. Even if the worst happens and the book is not sold out, it can be shipped to surrounding areas for continued sales.

"Speaking of which, have you ever thought about taking a short trip to the Kingdom of Hampavo?"

Jenkins was still looking at Mr. Broe's figure boarding the carriage, and his father suddenly asked.

He was shocked, thinking that his illegal crossing of the border without permission had been exposed, but then he thought about it and it was unlikely.

"I don't have such an idea. Dad, I heard that the Kingdom of Hampavo in winter, from Feniel County to the north, is not a place suitable for human habitation."

"Will you soon be able to wear a few more layers of clothing? There are many big cities in the far north. The permanently frozen glaciers and hot springs on the snowfields are all wonders that cannot be seen in other places."

He took off his glasses, put them back under the counter, wiped the ruby ​​in his hand with the rag used to clean the table, and said in a relaxed tone:

"There is a batch of goods to be sent from there. If you are not interested, then I will find someone else to escort it. I heard that you have never left the Kingdom of Fidictri so far. In fact, young people should travel more ”

"What you said is very similar to what the Traveler Sect said."

Jenkins said, but thought this statement was rude, so he asked again before his father could react:

"So, have you been to the north of the mainland?"

"Of course, I even lived in Loen for two years when I was young. It was such an interesting city. Just wait a minute..."

With that said, he put down the gem in his hand, walked up the stairs to the second floor, and came back a few minutes later with a photo album.

The cover of the album was made of brown leather, but it felt very smooth. Dad didn't let Jenkins look at the front, but flipped to the middle.

In the large album, there were six severely yellowed black and white photos. The protagonist of the photos was the same middle-aged man with a serious expression. Jenkins couldn't tell the order in which these photos were taken, because the old man in the six photos looked no different.

"You looked really handsome when you were young."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Dad rarely smiled, and he looked at the photos with some nostalgia, as if he was reminiscing about the past:

"This was taken a long time ago, and the photography technology at that time was much worse than it is now, otherwise it should be better preserved."

He pointed his finger at the one in the middle on the left, with a very tall clock tower in the background. Compared with the one in Nolan City, the one with a spire in the photo looks more historical and heavy, and it should have existed for more than a hundred years.

"This is the famous Helfite Clock Tower in Loen City. It is a landmark building that symbolizes freedom and peace. In the summer of 871 of the General Calendar, in order to commemorate the 500th anniversary of human immigrants settling here, Emperor Rodfels III of the ancient Hikari Empire allocated funds from the treasury to build it."

The clock tower still exists today, but it is no longer open to the public. Miss Miller and Jenkins saw it from afar when they were sightseeing in Loen together. Miss Miller also suggested that they could take advantage of the night to fly up and take a look, but because it was too late, Jenkins refused.

The backgrounds of these six photos are actually almost blurry to the point of being unclear. Jenkins can only rely on the introduction of his father to recognize where these are.

The only photo is on the upper right half. Standing with the old man is a young man with a bright smile. He is wearing a decent suit and pretending to lean on a cane with both hands. He looks about the same age as Jenkins.

The old man did not introduce who this is, and Jenkins did not ask much, but he always felt that he had seen that face somewhere else.

After work, Jenkins went back to Privet Drive to visit John, who had almost died.

While chatting downstairs, Mary, who looked worried, said that she had asked for a week's leave for John from school, hoping that he could rest at home for a few days. In fact, John was not injured, but considering that the young people who died yesterday afternoon were all John's classmates at Nolan Private Third Preparatory College. Mary hoped that John could stay away from school temporarily. After all, according to Jenkins' understanding, there were only three classes in John's grade, and more than 20 people died this time, which was a big blow to everyone.

John lay in his room. He looked good, but he was a little depressed. Although the girl he secretly loved also survived, most of his friends closed their eyes forever.

Thinking that most of them died due to the aftermath of the explosion of [Twin Demons], Jenkins didn't know how to comfort his brother.

Putting the 5-pound 3-shilling pen that he had selected in advance as a gift on the bedside table, the two brothers had a brief conversation, and Jenkins withdrew from the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Chocolate standing on the handrail of the stairs looking at him, and Jenkins felt a little relieved.

Before leaving Privet Drive, Mary quietly asked if he needed to come home to live this week. She had learned from the newspaper that St. George Street was going to undergo a large-scale renovation of the underground pipeline, and the residents had temporarily moved out. Mary was worried that Jenkins could not find a place to live.

"It's okay, Bishop Parod has prepared a small room for me in the church."