The Master of the Strange Realm

"Today was pretty good. We set off smoothly and set up camp smoothly. Dolores said that the hunting location chosen this year is very good, and the winter scenery in this area is the best."

"She really thinks this is camping? I will remind her to be careful later."

"That's good. She listens to you very much."

Alexia said something with a hint of meaning, but unfortunately Jenkins didn't notice the meaning.

The two didn't talk for long, and Miss Stuart and Julia walked out of the camp together. Compared with Alexia's elegant winter clothes, the dress of the Third Princess is really noble. The front of the top with red as the main color and white as the auxiliary color is a complicated button, with layers of ruffles on the chest. Behind her, she wore a windbreaker with gold threads, and the women's boots on her feet set off her perfect legs.

Seeing Jenkins stand up to greet her, she subconsciously took off her hat and gathered her beautiful long hair. He handed the hat to Julia behind him, put his arms naturally at his sides, bent his elbows slightly, clasped his hands together and placed them below his chest and above his navel, leaned forward and smiled at Jenkins.

Even Alexia signaled Jenkins to say something quickly, and the latter was stunned, "Very beautiful. Oh, yes, Miss Stuart, you are really beautiful tonight."

The clumsy compliment caused Alexia and Julia to laugh, but the 16-year-old girl was already very satisfied with it.

Seeing that everything was fine here, Jenkins chatted with his friends casually for a few words and returned to his home. It was already very late. Alexia and Stuart, the master and servant, saw that it was already very late, and they all returned to their tents to rest.

Because they were friends invited to participate in the hunt, the two tents were very close, which also ensured safety to a certain extent.

Her Royal Highness's tent was very magnificent. Except for the lack of a fireplace in the enclosed space, it was almost like a small living room. The maid and the princess slept here. After a simple wash, Julia saw her highness get into the sleeping bag, and then she giggled and took out Jenkins' book.

Simple folding beds have appeared in this era, but His Majesty Salsi II forbade them to carry such things in order to hone his children.

"Your Highness, don't sleep too late. You should know that we have plans tomorrow, so don't miss the trip because of sleeping in."

"I know Julia, but this book is really interesting, more interesting than "The Stranger's Tales"! I must read a few more pages tonight before I can fall asleep."

Julia thought that the author of the book should be the real interesting one, but she wisely did not point it out. After meeting Jenkins in the tavern on a snowy night last week, the two chatted for nearly an hour, and she learned a lot of things that she didn't see at the party.

PS: The author and his roommates are traveling, as a graduation commemoration, the chapters are posted regularly. It is estimated that it will be difficult to read the news during the day these days. If there are plot bugs or other things, please leave a message in the comment area.

Chapter 736 Chapter 722 Shadow Seam Monster

Julia had to admit that perhaps her Highness and William were really a good match. Although the man's status was a little low (she was not present when Alexia mentioned the Son of God), it was impossible to find a better man in other aspects.

She couldn't expose her Highness's thoughts now, but Julia had already prepared her own plan.

The lights in the tent finally went out at half past eleven, and Dolores tilted her head to one side and fell asleep steadily. Jenkins' book was next to her, and in the open pages, another princess stretched out her hands and played magic happily.

Although it was embarrassing to say this, Dolores always believed that the little princess in the book was created based on herself.

Of course, she knew through various channels that Mr. William had two good "female friends" in Nolan City, and even knew that the inspiration for this book came from them.

But what does it matter? Young girls like to fantasize, and young girls never admit defeat. Sixteen years old is the most innocent age, and an old man like Jenkins will not understand.

The night gradually deepened, and except for the night watch guards, everyone in the camp fell into a deep sleep. Dark clouds floated in, quietly covering the full moon; the night wind whistled, and the campfire gradually weakened its light.

No one noticed that there was a black shadow in the darkness in the distance. It was obviously not an ordinary human, or even an extraordinary human. It made discontinuous space transfers through the shadows under the dim moonlight, deliberately avoiding Alexia's tent, and approached the one in the center of the camp from the other end.

All this went very smoothly, and the night watch guards and entourage did not notice the uninvited guest. It finally successfully entered Miss Stuart's tent and saw its target.

This is a monster with a thin and long figure, a pointed head, a dark body, and black particles constantly spreading outward. Although it is less than half the height of Jenkins, the oppressive feeling brought by the weird shape is not comparable to that of the kind writer.

There are warning spells scattered in the tent, and a counter-spell rune made by Alexia is hung next to the sleeping bag. The monster stood at the entrance of the tent and hesitated for a while. Its intelligence was obviously not enough to solve such a complex problem, so it decided not to solve these problems.

It took a step forward, and the warning rune sounded immediately. Julia, who was awakened, sat up suddenly and immediately warned Dolores, who was still a little confused.

The attacking monster, ignoring the damage caused by the various spells that were triggered, even withstood the blow of Alexia's rune, and the sharp claws had already reached the girl.

The ice layer suddenly appeared in the air, blocking the claws' advance for a moment. Dolores, who understood what happened, struggled out of the sleeping bag in a hurry and subconsciously clenched the book in her hand. The monster was now seriously injured, but still used the last of its strength to stretch out its claws towards the girl in pajamas.

The claws accidentally touched the book in Dolores's hand, or more accurately, the place where Jenkins signed.

In an instant, a huge golden light burst out from the princess's hand, like a small sun, illuminating the tent as if it were daytime. Even the people who were startled outside the tent could see the dazzling light, and after the light dissipated, the tent returned to peace again.

Dolores kept holding the book out to protect her chest and opened one eye to check the situation in front of her. The monster had disappeared, and Julia's frightened expression could only be seen fading away in the distance.

"What happened just now? Is it safe?"

Dolores asked cautiously.

"It's safe, the 'Shadow Seam Monster' has been destroyed."

A woman's hand opened the door of the tent, and then Alexia walked in and answered. She looked at everything in the tent vigilantly, and then looked at the book.

"Just now, did you save me?"

The princess asked again, and at the same time let out a long sigh.

"No, in fact, I don't understand what happened."

Alexia's eyes stayed on Jenkins' signature. Although the man's handwriting was not as ugly as when he first came to this world, it was not beautiful either.

"Very interesting."

Alexia muttered softly, then comforted the frightened Dolores, and told them to rest.

"But just now..."

Julia couldn't help but say.

"It seems that someone wants to be a fool again. Judging from this clumsy assassination method, it should be the same group of people as the previous ones. Rest quickly, I don't think there will be a second time tonight."

After saying that, he looked at the signature on the page again and left the tent.

Julia looked at Dolores uncomfortably, and the latter shook her head at her:

"Teacher is right, this one time tonight is enough. Rest quickly, we have plans tomorrow morning."

"Will this be another..."

"Of course, we all know who wants to kill me again and again."

The princess stroked her smooth and white neck with her hand. It was difficult to quantify how tempting this action was, but unfortunately no lucky man could see this scene.

"They have angered me, Julia, fate is always fair. What you want to get is always equal to what you pay, and if someone wants to play tricks, then I will give them a thunderbolt on behalf of fate!"

(Chocolate sleeping...)

Early on Thursday morning, Jenkins was still washing in the bathroom when he heard the bell outside the fence ring. He thought it was someone's mistake, after all, no one would visit so early, but the bell continued to ring.

He put on his pajamas and coat and opened the door, and then he saw Hathaway standing in the snow. The girl was wearing a plain winter coat and smiled at him when she saw Jenkins.

He invited Hathaway into the house and learned that she had not eaten breakfast, so he invited the girl to have breakfast together. Hathaway was surprised that Jenkins cooked by himself. She thought Jenkins would hire a cook or a maid.

"I do have a maid, but she is only responsible for dinner, cleaning the room, and tidying the lawn."

Jenkins shrugged his shoulders and put the hot milk, fried eggs and bread on the dining table. Chocolate immediately rushed from the fireplace to the dining table and looked at Jenkins with a vigilant look.

"Although there are guests, your share will not be less."

This time, the cat lay on the table with satisfaction, waiting for Jenkins to put its breakfast in front of it.

Chapter 737 Chapter 723 Hathaway's Road (Part 1)

"Why are you here so early? It's cold this morning. You can come to the antique shop later to find me. I'll be there all day. Oh, Hathaway, you know, there's really no business in winter. Working in an antique shop is really boring."

A man, a woman and a cat were all eating at the table. Jenkins was very happy to be able to enjoy the not-so-delicious food with his friends on this boring morning.

"I haven't seen you alone since I came back from the trip, so I came early in the morning. You wouldn't mind having breakfast with me, would you?"

The red-haired girl asked.

"Of course not."

Jenkins shook his head, wiped his hands with a towel and sat down.

Across from him was Hathaway, and on his left was his cat. It was a peaceful and harmonious breakfast. This was the peaceful life that Jenkins pursued.

"Actually, I have something to tell you, so I came here to find you."

Hathaway took a sip from the glass of milk and felt that the taste was a little too sweet.

"Because we didn't report Quick's case, everyone now thinks Quick is one of the victims. Now Earl Quick is threatening revenge, which is ridiculous."

"Who does he want to take revenge on?"

"The old count has gone crazy. It's hard for us to imagine what he will do. But that's not the point. You once told me that Franklin Quick is related to demons and vampires, so I did a little research... ..."

Jenkins put down the knife in his hand and looked at her. In fact, he still liked chopsticks, but since someone was coming to visit, he had to pretend to use such tableware.

"On the day we returned, I sneaked into Franklin Quick's usual quarters and found some horrific information on the ceiling of the bedroom. I now have those things hidden, but I don't know what to do with them. ”

"Burn it."

Jenkins gave the quickest way to deal with it, "Human beings had better not have inexplicable connections with alien species. I recently heard a saying that the complete withdrawal of alien species from the material world is deeply related to the major events at the end of the era. And vampires and demons are not good races, so burn them."

"fair enough."

Hathaway nodded thoughtfully, and then said:

"The second thing is that Garcia and Rick are eloping."

"Oh...huh?"

The unchewed bread in Jenkins' mouth almost spit out. He coughed loudly and took a sip of milk:

"You mean Alan Garcia and Yura Rick?"

His face was full of surprise. He knew about the feelings between the two people and the conflicts between their families, but he didn't expect them to have such courage.

"Yes, Yula told me that after the vacation, they all understood the preciousness of life. Therefore, they wanted to pursue the life they wanted and be with the people they loved. The elopement was done the day before yesterday After making the decision, Garcia still has a large amount of cash in hand, which should be enough for them to settle in the Chesland Kingdom in the south. "

Judging from Hathaway's tone, she quite admired and approved of the decision made by the young man and woman.

"This is really a very courageous move. Although it is a shame for the family and parents, they did seize their own happiness. Oh, I will not judge this matter, but I still wish them well."

Jenkins scratched the cat's fleshy back, and the cat looked up at the man with some dissatisfaction, blaming him for interrupting it and continuing to listen to the story.

"They plan to leave from Nolan Station on Sunday night, and I think we can give them a ride. It just so happens that we are all going to watch the first preview of the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe that day. Let's go to the train station after that."

"Will Bryony go?"

"Um?"

The interjection of this question is Hathaway's question about Jenkins caring about Britney, and also her question about Jenkins changing his name and no longer using the surname "Mihail". On the last night on the train, Hathaway went to bed very early. She didn't hear the conversation between the two and didn't know about the outrageous things that happened afterward.

But the sensitive girl immediately realized from Jenkins' simple question that something unknown to her had happened. In just a few seconds, she even roughly guessed what happened. After all, she thought she knew both Jenkins and Briony too well.

Jenkins regretted it after saying this, but Hathaway didn't show any strange expression, which made him feel relieved.

"I mean, there better not be too many people dropping them off on Sunday. Yeah, that's what I mean."

"It's just the three of us."

She said looking into Jenkins' eyes.

"That's good."

Jenkins felt that his tone at this time was inexplicably guilty.

The two continued to eat breakfast in silence, and Jenkins kept thinking about whether there was anything inappropriate in what he just said. Eventually, he decided that all the words were handled well.

This is of course wrong judgment.

After thinking about it for a while, Jenkins remembered that he still had something to ask Hathaway. He once obtained an unknown white basic ability [Player] in B-01-5-0002, [Emerald Dream]. This ability is not an active triggering ability, and until now, he doesn't know its specific use.

"I unexpectedly acquired an interesting ability a few days ago. I acquired it in... a dream. I had a strange dream, and it appeared after I woke up. I think it's possible for you Know something."

It wasn't a lie, because it was indeed a dream.

As he spoke, he gave a rough summary of the situation at that time. Except for not mentioning that the location of the dream was in Loen, he told almost everything.

When "Druid Chocolate" was mentioned, the cat lying on the side raised its head warily. Although it is far from the truth, as Jenkins' soul and personality gradually become stronger, he is really getting closer to the truth bit by bit.

"Player? Are you sure it's white's basic ability?"

"Of course, I'm sure of it."

The young writer wonders why this should be established.

"Oh, God, I never thought I would see something like this in my life."

Hathaway put down her knife and fork, wiped her palms clean with a napkin, then closed her eyes piously and drew the holy symbol of the God of Music in front of her.

After doing all this, she explained to Jenkins:

"Although this is not one of those precious and unique abilities, it is normal for it not to appear once for hundreds of years. According to the legend of the sect I believe in, I am the first to listen to the vibration of the earth, the call of the breeze, and the loud sound of the sky. A human being, he perceived music from the sounds of the world, and he was the first person to master [Player (White Base)].

We won’t discuss the credibility of the legend, but according to my understanding, every generation of players in my sect are the holy sons appointed by the great [Wonderful Music]. Jenkins, I really don’t know what to say. ”