The Master of the Strange Realm

She turned around and pulled out a long, gleaming knife from the shelf, which was used by hunters to kill large prey.

"What two beautiful faces. I have the materials for my new mask."

Hearing such words, Dolores couldn't help but trembled:

"Since you accepted the commission, you should also know who I am. Do you think the only security measures around me are those bodyguards?"

"No, I spent three months dealing with this warehouse. Space movement is prohibited in this area. The item on your body will not be useful."

Julia's pupils shrank sharply. There were no more than five people who knew that Dolores had that thing on her body, including her and the princess herself.

Mrs. Weisdell slowly stroked the back of the knife with her fingers, as if she was interacting with a close lover:

"I know you two are not married, and that's fine. After all, I'm mysophobic and don't like making masks out of skin that men have touched."

"Twenty thousand crowns, give up your mission. You know, even if there is a fight, you may not be the final winner."

Dolores didn't even know how much money she had. Although she was not the most favored child in the royal family, the princess never lacked pocket money.

"The killer must have credibility, Your Highness Princess. Moreover, I am confident that I can win. We can give it a try."

While speaking, there was only a loud bang, and the iron door smoked and flew to the opposite wall as if it had been blown open by a steam bomb.

The moonlight shines through the clouds to the ground. Standing at the door is Miss Miller. Behind her are some strangers lying in a mess, while Dolores's guards are waiting further away.

"I have also considered this situation."

Mrs. Weisdell did not panic, but looked at Miss Miller's face seriously:

"This face is also very beautiful. Are all the beauties in Loen City going out together tonight?"

A sickly smile appeared on her face, and the long knife she held in her right hand pointed at the miner's lamp that was extinguished due to the wind and snow blowing in.

"This is B-06-4-2291, the light of justice that shows mercy to the weak. Although it is only one-time, when it goes out, the bestower with the highest level present will reduce the coercion to the same level as the bestower with the lowest level present. Power level. And unfortunately..."

She looked at the box behind Dolores and Julia:

"There lies a Level 0 Gifter who was knocked unconscious by me. So, please go die!"

A silver-white and transparent archer appeared behind Dolores, but Mrs. Wisdell seemed to teleport, waving her knife and coming to Dolores before the archer's arrow was shot.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Julia pulled Dolores to the side and hid. Ice splashed everywhere, and the woman's machete hit the ice archer.

It gave up shooting and instead clamped the arm of the woman in front of it with both hands. Where the two touched, frost spread along the sleeves towards the woman's shoulders.

Bang~

A dull explosion like fireworks sounded in the room, and a puff of light yellow smoke rose out of thin air where Mrs. Wisdel was.

When the smoke cleared, the woman was gone.

"Careful, I can feel her still nearby!"

Dolores warned loudly.

At this time, it was only 10 seconds before Miss Miller blew open the door. She was still standing in that position, and Dolores's guards behind her were still running towards here.

If analyzed from normal logic, then the best choice for Mrs. Wisdell should be to quickly kill Dolores Stuart and escape quickly to prevent causing trouble, so Julia's attention Still on the princess.

By the time she noticed something strange in the air around Miss Miller, it was too late to warn her.

Mrs. Wisdell raised her machete high and struck at Miss Miller. At least for this second, she thought she had succeeded.

As agile as a cat, Miss Miller ducked slightly sideways to avoid the blade. Before Mrs. Wisdel suddenly slashed in the air with force, she squatted slightly and then jumped up suddenly, jumping at least 10 feet (approximately 3.048m). ).

She twisted her body in the air, and at the moment she started to fall, she used the inertia to kick forward quickly, kicking Mrs. Wisdell back into the warehouse.

She landed gracefully on the ground, also using [Cat's Elegance]. Miss Miller's usage was much more effective than Jenkins's.

"This is impossible, why..."

"You have weakened my strength, but I can draw on the strength of others."

The card with Jenkins' face on it had turned into powder. She took a deep breath, and a dark shadow appeared on her back.

Of course, what Miss Miller borrowed was only the power itself, not the identity of the savior. She found many interesting things in Jenkins' ability, which showed that her previous speculation was correct.

"Then please say goodbye to this world."

Chapter 570 Chapter 559 Invitation from City Hall

Jenkins' sleep quality has been very poor recently, and what happened during the night is giving her a headache.

When I woke up at 1:30 in the morning, my first reaction was that I had been attacked, but I quickly remembered that there could be no enemies in the church where I lived now.

Chocolate breathed evenly and curled up into a black and white fur ball next to the pillow. Jenkins carefully sat up from the bed, and then felt that his spirit was slowly draining away.

He subconsciously looked to the north, and then remembered that on the last 31st, Miss Miller and he had signed a contract to borrow strength.

"Did something happen to Luen?"

He thought doubtfully, stood on tiptoe and found the painting and the magnet, then lay down again and projected himself to the royal capital in the far north.

Chocolate opened one eye, looked at the man unconscious on the bed, meowed, then closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Jenkins was glad that he had changed into his coat and put on his thickest trench coat before leaving Nolan. When they saw Miss Miller, she and Miss Stuart were standing in the snow, watching a group of people handling the bodies.

There was a lot of wind and snow, but the women didn't pay any attention to it.

"What happened here?"

He asked tremblingly, the flames seeping out of his pores and wrapping his body to keep him warm.

Dolores on the side felt that this scene looked familiar.

"Our friend was attacked. I happened to learn about it using my divination ability, so I rushed over..."

This was obviously a long-premeditated attack plan. It took Miss Stuart nearly half a year to learn about the transaction through her own channels.

Miss Miller did not use her full strength when using [Twin Demons], so Mrs. Wisdell is not dead yet. Although the interrogation has not yet begun, it can be known from Julia's introduction that this is probably another conspiracy related to the fight for the throne.

Miss Stuart was a little disappointed, but she still thanked Jenkins and Miss Miller and arranged for a carriage to send them back.

After returning indoors and making sure no one was eavesdropping, Jenkins stood in front of the fireplace and folded his arms and asked:

"Is what happened today really so dangerous? I was really scared before I saw you."

"Sorry, Jenkins."

Miss Miller walked to Jenkins naturally and stood side by side with him looking at the fire in the fireplace.

"Actually, [mathematical principles] were not suppressed at that time, but the phenomenon in the sky on October 31st could also be seen in Loen City, so I must be more cautious."

"I can understand..."

He was a little worried about what was happening here:

"But what happened to Miss Stuart will definitely not end so easily. I think you can also imagine that everyone will do whatever it takes to get that crown."

"But instead of worrying about our friends, we should worry about you. Jenkins, haven't you noticed that the things around you are more dangerous than what Dolores encountered."

She looked into Jenkins' eyes, "I'm worried about you."

Jenkins felt his ears turning red, and he took the initiative to look away:

"I have been living in the Sage's church recently. I think it is very safe. The church has already made some plans about the son of the evil god. There is no need to worry about me, Miller... Alexia."

This was the first time he had addressed Miss Miller by her first name rather than her surname, and on the occasion, Jenkins thought it was the right thing to do.

The corners of Miss Miller's mouth were slightly raised, showing a slight smile, but she covered it up well so that the dull man didn't notice:

"If necessary, I can reach Nolan at any time. Although I am not a demigod yet, my meager power can still help you."

Jenkins didn't say thank you in words, the great friendship between the two didn't need these. He looked at the crackling fire in the fireplace, the flames dancing in his eyes.

Miss Miller stood beside Jenkins and wanted to put her hand on his shoulder, but she lowered her arm after it was raised.

She tilted her head and looked at the man's figure, with a gentle expression on her face.

The long shadows of the two people met on the other side of the room, shaking slightly with the flames.

It has entered the third week of the last month of the Universal Calendar 1865, and the cloudy weather that lasted for many days continues.

Early Monday morning there was a small commotion outside the church. It was not someone who boldly made trouble in front of the Zhengshen Church, but an old woman who came to pray. Unfortunately, she collapsed on the steps in front of the church due to heart disease.

The guards at the church door hurriedly carried her indoors and called over Jenkins who was brushing his teeth. It was too late by then, and the doctors in the church could barely hear the believer's heartbeat, but she was still forcibly revived by Jenkins.

Half an hour later, this incident was reported as a "miracle" by believers. After all, she looked like she was dead when she fell in front of the door. The Sage Church did not refute the rumors, but allowed them to spread.

Of course, "miracles" are fundamentally miraculous.

When he came to the antique store, Jenkins found an invitation letter from the city hall forwarded from St. George Street among the huge number of letters from readers.

The mayor of this city, Mr. Saxe Ruto, plans to light up the first gas street lamp on Wednesday evening, so he has invited celebrities to participate.

There should be a lot of people invited, because Jenkins read the formal atmosphere from the invitation letter.

"Dad, should I go?"

He couldn't make up his mind, so he asked his father, who had more experience, for advice.

"Do you have anything else going on Wednesday night?"

asked Dad, who was currently flipping through a book on the counter. The book was extremely thick, almost twice as thick as an old account book from an antique store.

"I'm going to give a lecture in church on Wednesday night, and this week I'm going to talk about simple multiplication...these two things don't conflict, and the street lighting event starts at 6 p.m."

"Then go ahead. You can leave the antique store earlier."

Dad is very supportive of Jenkins participating in normal social activities.

"Okay, I hope the event can end as soon as possible, otherwise we won't be able to make it in time for the church dinner."

He muttered under his breath, put the invitation on the counter, and then turned to pack the antiques on the shelf.

A certain cat near the invitation lazily stood up and scratched the envelope with its paws. Feeling a little bored, it lay back on the mat.

In front of his father, it was impossible for Jenkins to give the cat the piece of metal to play with, so its only toy now was the Orb of Life. Dad, who was reading a book, raised his eyes and saw Chocolate looking at his two paws pushing the ball back and forth with lazy eyes, and couldn't help but laugh.

PS: The author has something to say about the successful resurrection of the function! The sensitive word system of Hedgehog Cat has been having trouble recently. If this book is not updated on time one day, it may be that the chapter of the sensitive word system was accidentally touched and was locked up in a dark room. Please wait patiently.

Chapter 571 Chapter 560 Peaceful Monday

The two most serious problems currently facing Nolan City are vampires and the birth of the evil god's son.

The latter was regarded as a disaster that could destroy the city, while the former caused the Blood Moon incident, which caused quite a stir on the entire continent.

The Orthodox Church in Nolan City mobilized almost all combat troops to participate in day and night patrols, but even so, very few clues were obtained.

As for the investigation of vampires, what is currently clear is that there are three purebred vampires, which are the hosts of the three mystery chains that night.

The church believes that their intention is to start a large-scale ceremony and collect blood through a mysterious lock, otherwise there is no need to reveal their identity.

On the night of the blood moon, two of the three vampires were seriously injured. The church used large-scale divination to determine that they were currently staying at a certain location in the east of the city, but the area covered was extremely large and they still could not find the target.

Dad has warned Jenkins not to go to the east of the city recently. A curfew has been officially implemented in that area. What the church is worried about now is not to alert others, but to hide them and continue to weave the conspiracy.

As for the Son of the Evil God, there has been no trace of him since he was forced to give birth prematurely that night. However, the church confirmed that when Jenkins was baptized for the first time, the person who took advantage of the lax defense to sneak under the giant tree in the Evergreen Forest and attempted to assassinate him was inextricably linked to the followers of the Evil Son of God.

Although he is the son of the evil god [Void Beholder], during the process of his birth, more than one cult organization was exposed. In fact, the believers of the Void Beholder did not appear. Instead, the investigation revealed believers of other evil gods, including the [Prince of Lies] and the [Thousand-Change Demon].

The church still doesn't know the purpose of the Son of God being born in Nolan, and the current slow progress of the investigation is also very troublesome.

Work in Dad's antique store was peaceful and quiet during the day on Monday, except that the store didn't make a single transaction all day long.

In the afternoon, John came to the antique store alone to meet with Jenkins. He took a week off and was ready to go back to school.

Mary had already learned from other channels that John went out that day because there was a girl among his classmates who he liked, so she wanted John to talk to Jenkins about it.

"You have grown up, it is not convenient for me to ask about this kind of thing."

But both Jenkins and John knew that Mary's purpose was not to talk about John at all, but to warn Jenkins that she must not marry behind John.

Regarding the remaining three materials for the elf potion, the water of life was easily purchased from the church. It was not difficult; the unicorn's hair was not a problem either, but the pure little beast looked at him with hurt eyes. At this time, Jenkins really felt his heart trembling.

The trouble is that those three tree cores that are over a thousand years old are definitely not on the church’s purchase list. When Jenkins asked his father, he replied:

"More than a thousand years old? What do you want this thing for? The last time I heard about this kind of material was twenty years ago."

This means that it is almost impossible for Jenkins to get what he needs through normal channels, but that doesn't matter. Mr. Hood's party is about to begin this Thursday, and Sunday is Mr. Corpse's party. He believes that he should have I was lucky enough to find out information among the partygoers.