The Master of the Strange Realm

"Old Mr. Jack!"

He himself thought that such a title was very strange, but since he didn't know the gentleman's last name, he could only say hello in this way.

"Oh, Jenkins, that's great, I was hoping to run into you somewhere."

With that said, regardless of Jenkins' attitude, he directly pulled him to the nearest corner. After looking to both sides to see if there was no one, he asked in a low voice like a thief:

"Whenever do you have time? That potion needs to be refined as soon as possible. The plants transplanted into the pots will die soon."

"I have to work at my dad's place during the day. I can probably work at night, but please try to avoid Mondays and Wednesdays."

"But it must be during the day..."

He pondered for a moment and patted Jenkins on the shoulder, "I will discuss it with Oliver. But I will continue to make [Hemolytic Toxin] next week. May the goddess bless my nose! Now the plan is that our potion will start every other week. , you don’t need to prepare anything in advance, but please don’t drink alcohol during this time.”

"That's totally fine. I don't drink in the first place."

Although the two had only met once before, they had exchanged frequent letters, and they did not feel unfamiliar when they spoke.

Old Jack still held on to the idea of ​​​​letting Jenkins become his apprentice, especially after Jenkins recited the process of refining [Witch's Kiss].

"You are really talented, Jenkins. I am not belittling Oliver's job, but rather than learning to identify antiques, refining potions is the industry that is most suitable for you."

Jenkins smiled and rejected him again, but he agreed that when they meet next time, he will bring a bottle of the finished product he made and let Old Jack help check the specific effects. Although he didn't want to leave his father and Nolan City, he didn't mind having another skill.

Probably seeing what Jenkins was thinking, Old Jack slipped him another note before the two said goodbye. The content on the note is the materials and production process of the [Hemolytic Toxin] potion. This is not confidential information, but Jenkins is still finding this knowledge in the library.

"This...isn't it?"

There is nothing wrong with the material on the note. Although it is different from the name of the plant provided by the protoss Rakul due to the change of time, it should be the same kind of material. The difference is in the production process. According to LaCour's knowledge, the mixed solution in the penultimate step must be left under the moonlight for three hours and then stirred counterclockwise three times, but there is no such step in Old Jack's process.

Thinking of the church's experiments proving that the potion was effective, he became slightly interested in this difference:

"Is the stench caused by not putting the materials under the moonlight when handling them?"

Living in a church is much easier and cheaper than living alone. In addition to being occasionally called to talk by Bishop Parrod, he could also often see the figure of the girl Fini Faithful.

She is now determined to join the church choir. The girl has a good voice. This meant that Faithful could live in the church until he reached adulthood, and even receive a weekly pocket money of one shilling.

After she reaches adulthood, if she wishes, she can easily become a nun of the Church of the Sages. This at least means that she no longer has to worry about her livelihood in this life.

Chapter 564 Chapter 554 The Escaped Magician

At breakfast on Sunday morning, Feeney Faithful found Jenkins at the table and gave him a pen in a gift box.

She apparently bought it with money she had saved as a token of her gratitude to Jenkins. Jenkins had no reason not to accept it, and at the same time, he also remembered another thing.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to the two of them, he moved to the left on his chair, and then asked softly:

"I remember that last time you mentioned Miss Fabry from Eldron City."

"Yes, sir."

The girl answered abruptly, not understanding why Jenkins wanted to talk about this topic:

"Sir, do you need the serial number for that account?"

"No no no."

Jenkins shook his head quickly. No one knew the inside story of this matter better than him.

"I want to say that after you mentioned this matter, I did a little research, but...how should I put it, there is something wrong with this matter."

He couldn't make it too clear. Although he didn't want to hurt anyone, even he couldn't guarantee that everything would go smoothly.

"But Miss Fabry really remitted the profits."

The girl said, although she was questioning Jenkins' statement, she was shaken judging from the expression on her face.

"How to put it... Yes, but this is just my personal guess. The safest way is to get back the principal you invested in it. I think Miss Bree will not disagree. I don't want to I don’t want to slander anyone, but this matter is really weird in every aspect, and I will continue to investigate.”

"Okay, sir, I understand."

She really trusted Jenkins, even though Jenkins couldn't produce any evidence.

"So, do I need to remind my aunt's house?"

She was referring to the Strese family, the family who sold Dad the vase.

"This is up to you to decide, but we can't provide any evidence to prove that something is wrong. I think it will be difficult for others to believe it."

The girl nodded confusedly, not sure if she understood what Jenkins meant.

Ding dong~

Walking into the warm antique store from the foggy street, Dad sat in front of the fireplace and read the newspaper without even raising his head. He knew who was coming from the footsteps and the meowing of the cat.

After Jenkins hung up his coat and hat and placed the chocolates on the cushions on the counter, Dad spoke:

"Do you still remember the small shield from the day before yesterday? The church has successfully recovered it, but no previous information has been found yet. It is probably another unnumbered item."

"is that so?"

He thought for a while: "So, have other churches recovered any new special items recently? I remember that the Ouija board lost in the last channeling incident was also an unrecorded Class B extraordinary item."

In fact, the real purpose is to ask about the mirror from the night before yesterday.

"This should be just a coincidence. Last week, the gravekeepers of the Church of Death and the End of the World captured a group of body snatchers and found B-12-4-0166, which was also purchased from a thrift store, from their hands. It is highly toxic. Shovels. This shows that items sold in thrift stores should not be consistent in origin.”

As he spoke, he turned the newspaper in his hand to the next page. A huge photo of the Queen appeared in front of them. The news was about Her Majesty's meeting with a visiting delegation from the Kingdom of Chesland.

"Is this the only one?"

he asked again.

"The night before yesterday and the Hidden Church once again discovered traces of believers of the New God. The chaotic divination environment could only be caused by the believers of the New God. They found B-12-2-3456 at the scene, the corpse hidden in the shadow screen Mirror, this item has a clear origin and should have nothing to do with the thrift store. According to the information provided by the ordinary people who called the police, there should be a special item there, but if the church did not find it, it means it was taken away by New God believers. It seems that the believers of the New God have done another good thing. The night watchmen searched the deceased's residence and found that he was actually a descendant of an ancient family, and this family..."

What he mentioned later was similar to what the young circus magician mentioned, but with some additional descriptions of the alien species-the Abyssal Ones. But from beginning to end, Dad never talked about the fact that there was a person locked in the mirror.

It is impossible for the Dark Night and the Secret Church to hide this kind of thing, because it is completely unnecessary, and the ordinary people who escaped saw the mirror capturing the magician.

"Did the magician find a way to leave the mirror after I left?"

He could only guess this way at the moment.

Even though his father had said that he would not give Jenkins any more leave this month, when he heard that Jenkins wanted to visit the "Silver Jasmine Opera" with Hathaway, he happily agreed to give Jenkins a half-day holiday.

After boarding Hathaway's carriage, the first words Jenkins heard were:

"Have you heard? A unicorn actually appeared in Nolan City, on the day when the blood moon crossed the sky!"

Although the two met after that night, Hathaway had not heard of it at that time.

"Unicorn~"

This is a very exaggerated sound.

"Is it that legendary magical animal that only pure girls can ride?"

Jenkins believed that his performance this time was unqualified because he did not know how ordinary gifters of this era should behave when they heard about this kind of creature.

"Yes, it's a unicorn!"

Hathaway repeated it again extremely excitedly. Her expression at this moment was very similar to Miss Stuart's that day.

"The legendary unicorn has appeared again! It is said that its owner is the believer of the New God - the twin devils!"

"Oh, I see."

After subconsciously finishing this sentence, Jenkins realized that his image in Hathaway's eyes should be that of knowing all the believers of the New God.

"I mean, the twin demon seems to be a male, at least in my memory. Does he own a unicorn? I haven't heard the man in black mention it."

As he spoke, he touched his nose. Chocolate on the side raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head again and fell asleep.

"There are a lot of rumors now! I even heard that someone saw a middle-aged man riding a unicorn that night who looked disgusting and was obese. But how is this possible?"

Presumably most female benefactors are fascinated by unicorns, just like men are fascinated by money and wealth.

But they were destined to be unable to guess who the real owner of the unicorn was, and Hathaway would never know. Among the two people and the cat in the carriage, she was the only one who had never ridden the beautiful little beast.

Chapter 565 Chapter 555 Opera Troupe (seeking votes at the beginning of the month)

The last time we were talking on the second floor of Dad’s antique store, I forgot to ask about Hathaway’s eccentric cousin. But when Jenkins asked again, the red-haired woman was unwilling to answer.

She just said that the girl was not a bad person and was unwilling to reveal any information other than that.

Fortunately, Jenkins is not the kind of person who likes to pry into other people's privacy, so he quickly ignored the topic.

Today is Sunday, and the Silver Jasmine Opera Company is performing at the Royal Opera House in the evening, so Jenkins and Hathaway can meet them directly backstage.

Mr. Nellie had already given the pass to Jenkins in advance. After he and Hathaway got off the carriage, they entered the splendid Grand Opera House from the side. Then, under the guidance of the waiter who specially greeted them, they arrived at the lounge where the troupe was located.

In fact, Jenkins and Hathaway had been to this place together a few months ago, but it was to "take" a violin without telling them.

Quite coincidentally, the opera troupe still uses the same lounge and dressing room as it did a few months ago. This made Jenkins feel a little embarrassed, but Hathaway didn't seem to mind.

"Baron Williamt, what a pleasure it is to see you!"

Turning the corner, he saw Mr. Nellie standing alone at the end of the corridor with his hands behind his back looking at the oil painting opposite the lounge door. The oil painting showed the third actual owner of the Royal Opera House, the great King Salz II. Mr. Nellie was wearing a burgundy formal suit and a black top hat. A pocket watch chain protruded from the chest pocket and was tied to a button. He looked even richer.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head and saw Jenkins and his party, and an exaggerated smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Oh, is this Miss Hathaway Hertha? Nice to meet you, ma'am."

"Hello, I have heard your name from Jenkins a long time ago. I have to say that the opera company you run has really brought art and singing to Nolan City."

As a businessman, Mr. Nellie immediately recognized Hathaway's unusual name for Jenkins. He did not know the relationship between the young man and woman, but this did not prevent him from being attentive.

Opera is a very popular performing art in this era. Simply put, it is a drama that mainly or entirely uses singing and music to explain and express the plot. It is a drama that is sung rather than spoken.

Opera performances, like drama, rely on the typical elements of theater, such as backgrounds, costumes, and performances. Therefore, the composition of the opera troupe is not just actors.

Although Silver Jasmine Opera Company is one of the most popular opera companies on the mainland, it is not the largest, but even so, the number of main members exceeds a hundred.

In addition to the main actors, the troupe also includes props, directors, soundtracks, etc. That evening, the main people who met with Jenkins and Hathaway were the actors, director team, and soundtrack team.

The former is here to familiarize Jenkins and Hathaway with each person's performance characteristics so that they can write targeted scripts, while the latter two are to contact them about the production of opera scripts.

It can be seen that not everyone is satisfied with the arrival of Jenkins and Hathaway. They are just outsiders to the opera company. But Mr. Nellie was present, and no one dared to say anything. Although he was polite to Jenkins, this big businessman was definitely not a kind person.

The current deputy troupe leader, Mr. Dorok Haddix, is temporarily serving as the troupe leader. This was a man who was extremely serious about his work, and it was he who communicated with Jenkins in the days that followed.

Hathaway was very interested in the operation of the opera company and had good conversations with the young actresses. Although Jenkins has never heard her sing, Hathaway, as the giver of the false god [Wonderful Music] who has the priesthood of [Song], does have a good voice.

The more widely known name of the false god [Myriad Movements] is actually the [God of Music]. From this, we can see Hathaway's artistic attainments.

The two planned to leave before the troupe started to perform, but Mr. Nellie, who had gone somewhere just now, actually handed two tickets to Jenkins.

"These are tickets for the VIP box. Oh, Baron, please don't refuse. The show is about to begin. Even if you don't want it, these two tickets are of no other use."

What he said made sense, so in line with the principle of not wasting money, Jenkins declined once and then refused again.

But when the waiter led the two people up the spiral staircase next to the theater hall, Jenkins suddenly realized that he was actually watching the opera with an unmarried woman without invitation.

He touched the very well-behaved cat on his shoulder, then turned to look at Hathaway aside. She didn't look at Jenkins, but turned her head to look at the crowd downstairs.

Only for the upper class, weekends are holidays. On Sunday nights, gentlemen and ladies dress appropriately to listen to the opera. This is the noble lifestyle of the upper class.

Hathaway probably saw her friend among the people entering from downstairs, and she whispered:

"Look, Jenkins, that's Miss Jennifer Lawrence."

The girl she was talking about was the object of an obsession with the young student George Liverpool, a woman whose name Jenkins had only heard before.

He also held on to the railing of the stairs and looked down. Following the direction pointed by Hathaway's finger, he saw a girl in a blue dress. Next to her was Mrs. Lawrence who was wearing a gem necklace and a lady who was wearing a diamond tie clip. Mr. Lawrence.

Miss Lawrence has wavy yellow hair, a beautiful face and exquisite makeup. She is indeed a beautiful girl.

"It is very impolite to stare at an unknown lady for a long time."

Hathaway reminded from the side.

"No, that's what I'm looking at..."

Jenkins also extended his hand, and Hathaway followed the direction he pointed and saw a young man dressed in a somewhat shabby manner not far behind the Lawrence family.

"Is he... George Liverpool?"

Hathaway used a questioning tone. She had not met Mr. Liverpool.