The Master of the Strange Realm

"You mean, she can influence most of the palace guards?"

He pointed to a line of small words.

"Of course, if not, how can she come and go at will at night?"

Before returning to Nolan City, Miss Miller suddenly said that she recently recalled the situation when she accidentally obtained [Mathematical Principle], and used some "special" methods to summarize the ritual of learning this ability. If Jenkins needs it, she is willing to share this knowledge with him.

But Jenkins did not accept it, not because he thought their friendship was not worth the price, but because he only had the last position left. The promotion to level 4 is still a long way off, and he still misses the divine spell [Blessing of Books].

After returning to Nolan, since he now lives in the church, he did not take the risk of summoning the unicorn to pluck its hair. The incident that night delayed many things, such as the monthly potion trading was about to come, but he had no chance to configure it again.

The city was once again wrapped in thick fog on Wednesday morning. The sky, which had been clear for nearly a week, became gray again. This is the normal state of this industrially developed city.

Early in the morning, lawyer Raul Onis found Jenkins at Daddy's Antique Shop. When he visited Mr. Nellie with him last week, Jenkins mentioned that he needed a batch of old books to fill the bookshelves in the study. After half a week, he finally found a batch of books that met Jenkins' requirements from Mr. Augustus's estate.

But even if Jenkins was the heir to the estate, according to the arrangement of the will, he could only get gold pounds. So it was impossible to get these books for free.

But he could buy the books at a very cheap price. After all, Mr. Augustus did not state in his will who the relics should be sold to.

This is not a loophole, at least the lawyer said it was definitely not.

Now that St. George Street is completely closed, these books can only be temporarily stored in Daddy's Antique Shop. The lawyer found some cheap movers at the dock and moved the books in cartons to the warehouse behind the antique shop in the afternoon of that day.

Because they remembered that A-03-1-6660, a copy of the Demonic Document, had been found in Mr. Augustus's library, Jenkins and Dad checked it again even though the books had been checked more than once by the church.

But they did not find any banned books among them, and Dad was very interested in introducing the contents of some books he had read to Jenkins.

Most of these books are a hundred years old, and except for two or three classical novels that have been reprinted in this era, Jenkins has never even heard of the rest.

Dad valued them at 87 pounds 19 shillings and 3 pence, and the three most valuable single copies are worth 63 pounds. And the money Jenkins just paid was only 10 pounds 2 shillings.

Chocolate was not interested in books, nor did he like unheated warehouses, so he lay on the counter while the two men were sorting.

It yawned boredly, and then used its little paw to casually push the green bead next to it. A very light green smoke overflowed from the surface of the life orb and slowly floated into Chocolate's nostrils.

It yawned again, then stood up from the mat on the counter. It walked back and forth on the counter twice, then jumped to the ground and walked to the window with a cat's step.

The sun was about to set, and there were many pedestrians on Fifth Queen's Avenue outside the store, most of whom were ordinary people returning home from get off work. The newspaper boy selling the evening paper was shouting today's news loudly, and the fat housewife holding a paper bag of bread looked at the cat in front of the window curiously.

It squatted there obediently, raised its head slightly, and saw the double moons that had just appeared in the distant sky through the fog covering the city.

According to the season, tonight will be the brightest day of the red moon in the entire [End and Snowfall Moon]. In the earlier era, this day also had a very special meaning. But as the blood-sucking species withdrew from the material world, only the gifters who used the starry sky, the moon and the blood-sucking ability would pay special attention to such celestial phenomena.

Thinking that tonight was the time for Jenkins' second baptism, the cat felt a little troubled.

It turned and looked back. The sound of Dad and Jenkins talking was still in the warehouse.

"Meow~"

Chocolate called softly, and spit out the bright yellow bead with its mouth puffed up.

The size of this bead is about the same as Jenkins's life bead, but it is brighter than the life bead. If it is in a completely dark environment, you can even see some warm yellow light seeping out from the surface.

Chapter 543 Chapter 534 The Second Baptism

Chocolate's bead was pressed under its paw, and the two moons blocked outside the clouds were actually dimmed for a moment.

The cat squatted there, lowered its head and fiddled with the bead with its right front paw, and then looked up at the moon.

"Meow~"

Chocolate finally just called lazily and did nothing, then lowered its head and swallowed the bead, turned around and jumped back to the counter, and lay back on its own mat. When Jenkins and Dad returned to the front, they just opened one eye and looked at them boredly, as if nothing had happened.

The old books will be temporarily stored in Dad's warehouse until the blockade of St. George Street is lifted. Dad suggested that Jenkins sell the three unique books or donate them to the church. It is too dangerous to keep them in the house.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Befanna personally came to pick up Jenkins in a carriage, and the old man also came with him, but he sat in another carriage.

During the last silver vertigo incident, the Church sent people to support Nolan. Most of these people are still staying in the local area, and only a few of them took the second doomsday slab back to Beldiran with the airship.

Since the traces of vampires appeared in Nolan City shortly after the "plague", the Church extended their stay in the Nolan Diocese. The unexpected appearance of the son of the evil god who escaped from New Truman City last week made the Church consider sending more people to support Nolan.

In short, this time they were still guarding Jenkins' carriage on the road, and fortunately, they had a safe journey this time, without encountering any cultists, members of illegal organizations, or Jenkins' acquaintances.

The lush evergreen forest is particularly conspicuous in the desolate suburbs in winter, especially the towering tree extending from the highest point of the canyon, which can be seen from a long distance.

The natural spirit of the forest itself permeates outward, and some yellow grasslands have now appeared around the canyon. I believe that this will become the best place for an outing in the spring of next year.

Now Evergreen Forest is jointly governed by five churches, but it is obvious that today's matter has been arranged in advance, so when I got off the carriage and walked along the path opened by people towards the center of the forest, I only saw the priests and scribes of the Sage Church.

It snowed here a few days ago, but the accumulated snow quickly melted into water and mixed into the soil. Even though the stone slabs that can be stepped on have been laid on the opened path, the people walking forward are still tentatively moving forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Only Jenkins, who was walking in the middle of the crowd, felt relaxed for the first time in a long time. He kept taking deep breaths with a slight smile on his face. The boots stepped on the ground, just like walking on the carpet in his own living room, and the air was filled with a unique fragrance of plants.

He stretched his waist and his raised hand happened to touch the vines extending from the tree. Jenkins looked up and saw a squirrel holding a pine nut standing on a higher branch. It stood there staring at Jenkins until a cat made a threatening sound, and then the squirrel hurriedly climbed up the branch and fled, but before leaving, it did not forget to throw the pine nut to Jenkins.

Miss Bevanna was walking beside Jenkins and of course noticed this scene. She had a gentle smile on her face, but said nothing.

"I didn't expect to see squirrels in this season."

Jenkins sighed while playing with the pine nut in his hand.

"There is plenty of food here. Although there were no such small animals at the beginning, some migrated from afar after noticing the situation here."

Miss Bevanna explained on the side.

"But I remember that squirrels hibernate. Could it be that because there is enough food, their genetic characteristics have changed?"

"This forest is very unusual. The creatures that have lived here for a long time have all undergone some changes to a greater or lesser extent. Of course, relying solely on the huge natural spirit will not have such an effect. The believers of the new god must have caused some unrepeatable accident."

Listening to Miss Befanna's words, Jenkins nodded ignorantly. He also believed that the formation of this place was an unrepeatable accident. Although the [Breath of Life] ceremony can be held again, he can no longer find such a huge vitality as a hotbed for stimulation.

The path meanders through the dense forest, and the trees and grass block the view forward.

But soon, the end of the path suddenly became clear. A small hole was broken in the crown of the giant tree, allowing the sunset to project onto the entire silent grassland, and the sparkling pool reflected the orange-yellow light.

The time of the ceremony was set at the moment when the sun completely disappeared in the evening, so everyone still had some time to prepare.

The keeper and the apprentices in white priest robes stood by the grass, while the children in the choir were led by the nuns to sit aside.

There were many acquaintances, so Jenkins couldn't greet them one by one. He looked up at the pond in the distance, and then raised his head. The inverted human figure made of pure white light was still in the air.

It was not motionless, but spinning at a very slow speed. Although everyone said that they would feel an inexplicable sense of holiness when talking about this white light, Jenkins didn't feel it at all.

He didn't quite remember what happened at the time, and he only guessed the reason for the appearance of this shadow. According to the records of the church, believers prayed to the shadow of the saint, or performed rituals near it, and the effect could be greatly improved. But Jenkins had no believers at all, or people thought that the believers were all himself.

"Maybe I can try to pray to myself when I have time... No, I don't seem to have my own exclusive divine arts."

The large-scale guard team did not have the opportunity to play their role. When the keeper, who was holding his pocket watch to check the time, announced the start of the baptism, no accidents occurred.

The choir children stood in three rows and sang hymns in a low voice, and the priests stood in two rows in uniform white robes, forming a path on the grass leading to the pond.

Jenkins stood at the beginning of the path, watching the long shadows of the crowd under the magnificent sunset. He could hear the tender singing of children nearby, and the white figures hanging on the pond in the distance.

"Why does it look so much like a cult sacrifice?"

He felt that his thoughts were weird, so he shook his head to dispel those weird thoughts.

Place the chocolate on the grass and let it act on its own. Although the children in the choir looked at it expectantly while singing, the cat still did not choose that direction.

It stepped on the grass and walked towards Dad, then quickly climbed up the tree behind Dad, lay down in the bushes with its cat head exposed, and watched what happened next on the grass.

Chapter 544 Chapter 535 Ancient Moon

According to the previous explanations of Miss Bevanna and Mr. Smith, Jenkins walked along the path composed of white-robed priests towards the pond under the singing of the choir and the gaze of everyone.

Whenever he passed by, the priests would sprinkle water, flowers and other objects with holy meanings in their hands on him. So when I walked to the pond, my whole body was wet.

The next step was to take off his clothes and soak in the pond, and then Miss Bevanna would preside over the christening ceremony. He just had to wait.

But Jenkins really couldn't take off his clothes in front of so many people.

With pleading eyes, he looked at Miss Bevanna who had changed her clothes. She looked directly into Jenkins' eyes and pretended not to understand the meaning.

He turned his head and looked behind him. At least fifty people were looking at him.

"This is so..."

He had never hoped so much that an accident would happen, and when he raised his right hand and placed it on the button, God seemed to hear Jenkins' thoughts, because the accident actually happened.

First, Miss Bevanna, who was standing closest, softly said "Huh", and then the secret keeper who was standing at the front of the team raised his head unexpectedly.

Jenkins immediately raised his head to look at the sky following his gaze. The air in the suburbs was very good, and he could see the sun, moon and stars. And just after the last ray of light of the setting sun disappeared, the two moons on the horizon became clearer.

But at this moment, a small black spot appeared on the edge of the blue moon. After a few seconds, you can see that the black spot is getting bigger and bigger. The red moon has not changed and is still emitting a cold light.

"Lunar eclipse?"

Jenkins couldn't believe his luck. He knew that the last baptism was interrupted because of a solar eclipse, but he didn't expect that it would be for a similar reason the second time.

Real occult rituals have very strict requirements on time, celestial phenomena and environment, so in such a situation, the baptism will definitely not be able to continue.

While riding the carriage back to the church, he was still thinking about whether this lunar eclipse was a normal celestial phenomenon. But judging from Miss Bevanna's face, it's more likely that something is abnormal.

It's a red world outside.

When he first arrived in this world, Jenkins felt strange and uncomfortable with the red and blue moonlight at night, but after half a year, he gradually began to get used to it. But as the blue moon tonight disappears little by little, and the weather is unusually good, the light of the red moon can be projected directly to the ground. The city at night seems to be shrouded in blood light. Even if it is silent, it makes people feel Extraordinarily weird.

He hugged his cat and was escorted back to the church nervously by a group of people, and then was ordered not to go out. Afterwards, Miss Bevanna and the scribes of the fighting force disappeared, and even the silent father could not be found.

He didn't know what the lonely moon meant, but according to various knowledge and rumors about vampires, those who could manipulate blood might cause trouble.

It was not yet seven o'clock, and he didn't want to go to bed so early, so he found Bishop Parrod in the prayer room. When he saw the old man, he was kneeling on the mat alone, praying in front of the Holy Emblem with his eyes closed, which was what the bishop had to do every day.

"Come back? So soon? It seems that I am really old, even the sense of time has become so bad."

No extra items are allowed on the person when praying, and there is no clock in the prayer room, so the bishop does not know the current time.

"No, something happened again."

Jenkins himself felt embarrassed, although none of the accidents were caused by him.

The two of them walked outside together. Bishop Parrod raised his head and noticed the unusual celestial phenomenon tonight.

His eyes were a little dazed, and he stretched out his hand to signal Jenkins to stand next to him:

"This year, the stars, the sun and the moon have become more and more abnormal. Jenkins, you know, when the last lunar eclipse happened, I was about the same age as you."

That should have been half a century ago.

"Although I am not someone like you who can go deep into the world, I can still feel that the world is changing. This can be traced in history. Even though most of the pre-era history has been lost, there are ancient myths and legends that have been passed down. In religious legends, catastrophes and world turmoil always appear together.”

Bishop Parrod read a lot of books, especially in religious classics. Some of the books he read when he was young have been lost, but the bishop, using his own memory, can restore at least 60% of those books, which is quite a powerful memory.

"So does the moon have something to do with disaster?"

Jenkins asked following the topic just now, and he and the bishop raised their heads to look at the night sky.

"Yes, there are relevant records in both folk tales and the records of the Zhengshen Church. We even have sufficient reasons to believe that the end of the 12th Era was due to the mutation of the blue moon. Even in the new era In ancient and even more unverifiable mythology, there is a saying that in the most primitive starry sky, the moon was neither blue nor red. "

This was the first time Jenkins had heard of this statement. Whether it was his father or Professor Burns, the moon they knew could only be traced back to the monochrome blood moon. Even if they had read similar legends, they were not as sure as the bishop. Since the bishop could tell Jenkins this with a certain tone, he must have read this in a book that had been lost.

"So what is the record of the original starry sky?"

Jenkins asked. He did not want to explore the secrets this time, but just continued the conversation in the right scene and context.

The bishop shook his head, his tone was very relaxed: "It's hard to say, after all, they are all things that cannot be proven, and they may even be the nonsense written by a madman, which has been circulated for several eras and has become a myth in the records."

He sighed, not knowing what he thought of, and added:

"But the most credible record believes that the original moon was yellow."

Not far away, Chocolate lay beside the flower bed and spit out the bright yellow bead.

It squinted and looked up at the blood moon, then turned to look at the two men who were chatting. It opened its mouth and yawned, then swallowed the bead back into its stomach.

"Meow~"

The cat lay there, with its two little paws under its head, looking at the nursery in front of it.

The red moonlight seemed to be subconsciously avoiding the cat, and its figure was shrouded in large areas of shadow. But the cat's eyes were unexpectedly bright, a color that could rival the moonlight.

Chapter 545 Chapter 536 Under the Blood Moon

Jenkins felt like he was going crazy.

"Yellow moon?"