The Master of the Strange Realm

"Yes, I have met him."

And not just once.

Compared with other spectators preparing to enter the venue, Mr. Liverpool's slightly wrinkled formal suit and slightly worn leather shoes were a bit eye-catching. But admission to the opera house was by ticket, and Mr. Liverpool did have a tie, formal suit, and leather shoes, so no one stopped him.

He was obviously not used to the environment here. He walked among the crowd with a thief-like attitude. From time to time he would turn his head and look around, but for a longer period of time he looked across the crowd at Miss Lawrence in front of him.

Chapter 566 Chapter 556 Weekend Night

“Aren’t the tickets here expensive?”

The two of them looked away from Mr. Liverpool and continued to walk up the stairs. The Lawrence family also disappeared from sight.

Jenkins came to the opera twice, but he did not buy the tickets himself.

"It is indeed very expensive. The direction they are going to should be towards the ordinary auditorium. The price is about..."

Hathaway was also stuck, because when she and Miss Michael came, they always bought private rooms.

"This season, general admission costs £1, 3 shillings and 10 pence."

The waiter who led the way replied.

Jenkins could not comment on Liverpool's behavior, but he believed that such a pursuit would have a low probability of success.

After entering the box with Hathaway, the two were very interested in using the brass telescope on the table to search for Miss Lawrence and Mr. Liverpool in the seats downstairs. They found that the two were very close, but because of Liverpool The husband was behind, so the Lawrences didn't notice him.

"I think you'd better find time to remind Miss Lawrence that such behavior should be considered illegal stalking."

Jenkins reminded him as he took off his hat and placed it on the hook behind the door.

"You are right, but it seems that Liverpool really likes Jennifer."

She sat on the sofa and answered, reaching out to touch the chocolate that had just walked over, but the cat dodged it again.

The last time he watched "Mr. Porter's Forever 31 Days", Jenkins fell asleep halfway through, but this time the play "Forever Stage" was very interesting.

The general story is about a group of young girls who pursue artistic dreams and compete and fight with each other in order to obtain the "stage of destiny" promised by the gods.

Not only are the actors great at singing, but their fighting moves are also quite professional. Jenkins was definitely not attracted by the scene of beautiful girls fighting each other, but at least this time he did not fall asleep. After all, there were other people in the box besides his cat, and it was very impolite to fall asleep.

As the opera progressed, Hathaway continued to explain to Jenkins the development of the story, the actors' singing techniques, and the origins of the score. Of course Jenkins didn't understand, but he still remembered to smile and nod in agreement, showing that he was listening carefully.

But compared to the writer, who has little musical talent, the cat he raised actually liked opera very much. Apart from occasionally playing with the apples and oranges on the table, Chocolate spent most of the time looking seriously at the stage downstairs. If Jenkins pays a little attention, he can also find that he will nod or shake his head as Hathaway explains.

Ordinary cats would never be interested in opera, and Chocolate is no ordinary cat. Therefore, even if Jenkins discovers an abnormality in the cat, he will habitually blame it on the chocolate's continued mutation.

The whole opera lasted for four hours and received warm applause from the audience at the end. The leading girls returned three times to appease the audience's dissatisfaction with the end of the opera.

This made Jenkins feel even more pressured. He was worried that the script he was going to write was not good enough, after all, the performances of the actors were so perfect.

It was already late at night when we left the opera house. The carriage sent by the church to pick up Jenkins was parked at the entrance of the Opera House. Because of the holy emblem painted on the carriage, no one dared to cause trouble.

In front of the Opera House is a gravel road, and street light poles have been erected along the road. Above the metal pole, three gas lamps with round lampshades hang like lanterns. But they have not been used yet. The news from the newspaper is that the mayor will invite the city's celebrities and nobles to light the city's first street lamp in person next week under their witness.

This will be an important moment in the history of Nolan City, announcing that Nolan City has entered an era of light and darkness.

As a gentleman, Jenkins of course had to take Hathaway home first, and when the carriage they were riding in just started, there was a noise outside the carriage.

Jenkins opened the curtains, leaned his head out of the car window a little, and saw the Lawrence family and Mr. Liverpool standing together not far ahead. Mr. Liverpool looked very embarrassed, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Sir, do you need me to solve it?"

asked the coachman in a deep voice.

"No, no need."

Jenkins shook his head, and when Hathaway did not express an opinion, he added:

"This has nothing to do with us."

The moonlight is very good tonight. In fact, since the blood moon crossed the sky that night, the moon has been very bright most nights.

Nolan City once again fell into the quietness unique to the night, but what was hidden under this quietness was by no means the peace imagined.

After sending Hathaway back, Jenkins returned to the church to prepare for a rest. After washing up, he planned to find a way to trick the chocolate into the sink, but his attempt was easily noticed by the cat.

Just when one person and one cat were confronting each other at the door, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Don't leave the bathroom, I'll be right back!"

He warned the cat, but as soon as he turned around, Chocolate slipped out along the wall.

The knock on the door was Professor Burns, whom Jenkins had seen for the first time since Mr. Corpse's party last month.

"Good evening, Professor Burns, is there anything you can do?"

With that said, he moved away from the door and signaled the professor to come in and talk.

"No, it's nothing serious."

The professor waved his hand, took out a letter from his coat pocket and handed it to Jenkins. The envelope was sealed with red sealing wax and stamped with many blue seals.

"Jenkins, it's like this. I wonder if you know that there is a [University Association] in Nolan City, which is a subordinate organization of the Kingdom's education department. Because you won the Rhett Award-this is the first time a Nolan City resident has won such a prize. It’s a major literary award, so the University Association wants to invite you to give a public lecture, and many young students will attend.”

The letter was indeed a strictly official document, and it clearly stated that this would be a paid lecture - 100 pounds.

"Originally, the secretarial department of the Federation should have handed this letter to you in person, but you are now living in the church. As an official member of the kingdom, it is inconvenient for them to enter, so they asked me to hand it to you."

The professor once invited Jenkins to visit the school where he worked, so most people knew that the two had a good relationship.

"the time is......"

He turned to the last page of the letter, "Are there three weeks left? Yes, it happens to be after the end of the exam season and before the New Year's Day, which is enough time. But I don't know if I should participate. Professor, please give me some advice. "

Chapter 567 Chapter 557 Blizzard Night in the North Country

"If you ask me to give my opinion...you can participate. Although it is officially invited, most of the committee members of the University Association are high-level officials in the local academic circle. Therefore, this invitation is more reflected in In terms of academic exchanges, there are very few official backgrounds. Not only that, Jenkins, I think you should also notice that famous writers not only have to be able to write excellent works, but they also have to meet with readers frequently. Whether it’s book signings or public speaking, these are very meaningful things.”

"What you said makes sense."

Jenkins said while looking through the letter:

"Then, I will ask Dad tomorrow if he can take leave. If so, I will send you a letter agreeing to the invitation directly and ask you to forward it to the organizer."

"No problem at all."

The professor nodded, then lowered his head and buttoned his coat:

"Goodbye Jenkins then, and sweet dreams."

"Have sweet dreams, Professor."

While Jenkins continued to struggle with chocolate over the matter of taking a bath, the snowstorm that lasted for two days in the far northern city of Loen still showed no signs of stopping. Dolores Stuart stood melancholy by the floor-to-ceiling window of her bedroom, looking at the snowy scene outside.

It was late at night, and there was no light in the princess's bedroom. A gold alloy gas lamp was hung on the wall next to Dolores. She stood quietly in the darkness, her gem hairpin reflecting the light outside the window.

"Julia, how long?"

"Sorry, Your Highness, you still need to wait for twelve minutes. I think it will be time for the patrolling guards to change shifts soon."

Julia stood in the corner and replied quietly.

"Really, why did father change the guards? It was obviously hard to bribe all the teams in the entire palace, and now he has to start over."

Talking about this, Dolores's words were filled with obvious displeasure.

Julia didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and looked at her toes. In fact, with only the last step left, Dolores Stuart can control the entire royal palace guard team. Of course, her purpose is just to sneak out easily.

But in Julia's view, this thing is also very useful for the future. Although His Highness has no desire for the crown now, there is no telling what will happen in the future.

Many of Dolores Stuart's large followers have the same idea as Julia, especially recently, Her Royal Highness the Third Princess has won over two very powerful benefactors.

In Julia's opinion, Mr. Williamson and Miss Miller should both be extremely powerful demigods. Although both of them have some minor personality problems, they are absolutely approachable to get along with each other, which is not easy. This is Dolores's unique luck.

Julia will not force her princess to do anything, but making friends like this will be useful no matter what situation she faces in the future.

She already possesses the ability of [Dark Vision] and can clearly see Dolores' figure even in the dark.

Unconsciously thinking of Mr. Williams, the little maid frowned subconsciously.

As the person closest to Dolores, she could naturally tell the princess's attitude towards that man. As a maid, she was not qualified to comment on such things, but the man with the cat did not seem to be a good marriage partner.

"He has a good temper and personality, and if that face is real, he looks good...but he looks a little poor."

In fact, it can be seen from Jenkins' daily speech. After all, this person is very serious about gold pounds.

"He is very capable, eloquent, talented in art, and even highly sensitive to political current affairs... but he is just a baron, not worthy of the status of Her Royal Highness."

Julia followed Dolores and met many so-called "young talents". But it must be admitted that Jenkins Williams is definitely the best one among them.

"He is dull when dealing with women, but it's good that way, at least he is not a playboy who likes to mess around... But such a man should have a lot of suitors, right? Miss Miller's attitude towards him is a bit wrong."

Julia stood in the corner, worrying about this matter that had not yet shown any signs, and almost missed today's big event.

The reason for going out in such a blizzard is that Dolores found out through secret channels that someone urgently needed a [Twenty-six-sided Extreme Cold Ice Crystal] and claimed to use a Class C [Gift] in exchange.

This is not a losing business, because the value of [Twenty-six-sided Extreme Cold Ice Crystal] is not less than the value of a gift that you don't know whether it is suitable for you to use.

It is a precious mineral that can only be found by leaving the mainland, sailing to the north, passing through the terrible storm zone, and reaching the ice cap. Generally speaking, unless you have ice-related abilities or your own level reaches level 7, you can't even touch this material directly with your skin. Most of the humans active on the ice cap in the far north are believers of the pseudo-gods of ice and snow, and only they have the ability to survive in extremely cold weather.

According to those people, it is a great fortune given by the gods to find 10 pieces of [Twenty-six-sided Extreme Cold Ice Crystal] every hundred years.

And Dolores happened to acquire one last year. Her original plan was to learn an ancient spell ability after being promoted to the next level, but the gift is obviously more precious.

The master and servant saw the right time and slipped out of the palace in the blizzard. The heavy snow that blocked their vision facilitated their actions, but the footprints left in the snow needed to be handled with care.

After returning to the ground from the exit of the sewer, the servant in charge immediately put on a black fur collar cloak for the two and led them to the carriage.

The carriage galloped on the street through the city and finally arrived at Posala Avenue in the west of the city. Julia walked in front, followed by Dolores, and the two walked into the alley next to the wall.

After avoiding the garbage pile on the side, they walked up the steps under the awning and knocked on the heavy iron door. With the gentle knocking, there was even rust falling down on the surface of the iron door, which made Julia frown.

The one who opened the door for them was a haggard middle-aged woman. Her withered hair was simply tied behind her head with a red hairband, and she was wearing a somewhat outdated dark blue coat.

This was the transaction object, who called herself Mrs. Wester.

Behind the iron door was not a corridor, but a warehouse smaller than the bathroom attached to Dolores' bedroom.

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There are some cardboard boxes and wooden boxes stacked against the wall of the warehouse. The white seal indicates that these are canned fish prepared for export to foreign countries. There are some gears, bearings and metal tools on the iron shelf next to the door. They should have been brushed with oil recently, which caused a strong smell of oil in the warehouse.

A rope hangs from the roof of the warehouse, and a mining lamp hangs under the rope. This is all the lighting tools.

"This is what you want."

After the door was closed, Dolores put on gloves and carefully took out a red wooden box. The moment it was opened, a white cold mist sprayed out from it. Dolores shivered violently, and the temperature in the room dropped a little.

A beautiful ice crystal lay safely in the box, and every facet of it reflected the light of the mining lamp. It had a charm that made women who loved jewelry crazy.

Mrs. Wester did not look at what Dolores was holding, but slowly retreated to the shelf.

"Sorry, but actually, I am not here to trade. Someone paid me 100,000 crowns to kill you here tonight."

The voice was very clear, and the gray eyes looked straight at Dolores and her servant.

"You should understand that since I dare to trade with strangers, I will definitely not be unprepared."

Dolores was startled and a little unbelievable. While warning, she retreated to the pair of old boxes with Julia. She had already anticipated all the situations before going out, and she was fully prepared.

"If you mean the six benefactors outside the door, sorry, they can't come in. Although I can't find items such as B-03-4-2283 and [Forbidden Room Candle], I can at least guarantee that my men can delay them for a while."