The Master of the Strange Realm

Before he finished speaking, Jenkins and his father chased towards the kitchen. The chef originally blocked them from entering, but when Jenkins glared at him, his scalp went numb and he almost screamed.

The kitchen area is very large, and the noise of cooking can cover up the sound of footsteps. If you're lucky, it's indeed possible to pass through here without being discovered.

Jenkins and his father walked through the cooking fumes to the backyard. Kitchen garbage was piled in the corner, and construction waste materials were uniformly placed under the courtyard wall. The back door was locked, so Jenkins stepped on the bricks and climbed out.

"There are footprints!"

He reminded, and Dad also turned over at this time. Behind the restaurant is a narrow alley. Because few people pass by, the snow that fell in the past few days has been paved with a smooth silver carpet. But now there is a series of footprints on this "blanket" that extends into the distance and disappears around the corner in front.

"Don't open it. What's inside is..."

Jenkins said nervously, chasing forward with his father. Turning around the alley was another remote alley, and a figure could be vaguely seen lying on the snow in the distance.

"Oh, he opened it, may the wise bless him!"

Dad said quickly and drew the Holy Emblem, and walked forward cautiously with Jenkins covering his eyes. Then he reassembled the strange statue that fell on the snow according to the blurry image he just saw. Then he took his hand away and opened his eyes to look at what was happening in front of him.

"No, he saw A-12-2-6083, [the statue the deceased witnessed]!"

Jenkins knelt down, pressed his fingers on the man's neck, and then made a sad sound.

A-12-2-6083, [The statue witnessed by the deceased], is a strange object accidentally collected by an acquaintance of my father in the Kingdom of Hampavo. The man was an illegal benefactor, but had a very good relationship with Dad. Because I didn't know what to do with this dangerous thing, I sold it to my father at a discount.

As the name suggests, this item has only one function, which is to kill any creature that sees more than four-fifths of its size within three feet. As long as you don't open the box or watch it from a distance, there won't be any danger, so you take the risk of using the train transportation method. The effect of this statue on the benefactor is very limited. For example, Miss Bevanna will not be in danger even if she uses a magnifying glass to look at it. At the level of Jenkins and Dad, they may be dizzy for a while, but fragile ordinary people cannot bear it at all. This kind of thing.

The image of the statue is said to be the classic image of the philosopher, which is a very famous sculpture image spread in this era, similar to the thinker in Jenkin's memory. As for why it has such ability, no researchers have yet come to a conclusion.

Dad and Jenkins had no idea that such a tragedy would happen when Nolan was taken into their hands after everything was uneventful along the way.

The dead man was a middle-aged man about the same age as Jenkins' neighbor Mr. Goodman. He was wearing a decent formal suit and black leather shoes, but his hay-like hair was a little messy. This man's physique is somewhat thin, and judging from the calluses on his palms and his temperament, he must be a middle-class man with a small fortune.

I just don’t know why I was stealing from the restaurant, which directly led to this tragedy.

Chapter 741 Chapter 727 Kidnapping

The body was still lying in the alley, and Jenkins looked at it tangledly:

"What should we do now?"

Jenkins stood up and asked his father.

Dad squatted on the snow beside him and carefully and carefully sealed the wooden box again to prevent it from being seen again.

"This isn't any trouble. Oh, it's time to get off work now. You can go home by yourself. I'll handle the things here."

Dad's back was turned to Jenkins, so Jenkins couldn't see his expression.

"You don't want to destroy the body and eliminate all traces, do you?"

Jenkins was concerned and wanted to suggest using his own flames.

"What are you thinking about, brat? Of course, you need to notify the church to handle the matter here. Since this person has committed the crime of theft, he must bear responsibility for his actions. Since he died here because of this, then the responsibility must be fully It belongs to him... Of course, if he still has a family and the children are still small, then we can compensate a sum of money out of humanity and charity. I have dealt with this kind of thing many times.”

Seeing what his father said, Jenkins asked several times before preparing to leave. When I walked to the alley, I looked back. The child who helped them watch the train at noon today was walking over to accept the entrustment of his father to deliver the letter. The body was still lying in the snow, like a dead old dog. .

"Should I feel sad, or should I lament that I deserved it?"

"I think both ideas should exist, because you have an aversion to stealing but you also have compassion in general."

Alexia concluded, walking with him in the snowy forest.

It was already the Royal Hunting Ground on the outskirts of Loen, and Jenkins could not figure out the laws of the sun, moon, and stars in this world. However, it was already dark in Nolan City in the south, but the glorious sunset could still be seen in the Loen Hunting Ground in the north.

The two continued to move forward while talking about what happened today. A snow rabbit stood in the direction of the two, motionless like a fool, and seemed to be expecting Jenkins to come over. It wasn't until he was threatened by Chocolate's cry that he fled away as if waking up from a dream.

"Actually, I've always thought that I didn't have compassion."

But he felt a little sympathy for the rabbit that was scared away by the kitten. It almost hit the tree stump in front of it in a panic.

"No, Jenkins, you are the kindest benefactor I know. Just like you and I are going to kidnap Dolores's stupid brother now, but I still persuaded her to just chop off his head directly, and there is no need to torture him after getting the information."

Alexia also saw the snow rabbit and was very interested in its reaction just now.

"This probably has nothing to do with sympathy. I just don't want you to dirty your hands."

As he spoke, there was no road ahead. At the end of the snow forest was a cliff. Looking into the distance, sparse cold coniferous forests and low shrubs were scattered on the plains, and in the distance was a dazzling sunset.

Dolores Stuart's brother, Stepey Stuart's team was stationed under the cliff, and the two came here to capture him.

Dolores was finally tired of being threatened with her life. Before this, she had been on the defensive and could only passively deal with anyone who attacked her. This is actually because the young girl is not willing to get involved in the fight for the throne, so she has been showing weakness.

But in fact, she has already investigated the black hand behind it, and this Stipe Stuart, the fifth prince, is just a fool who is used as a gun.

Miss Stuart's idea of ​​fighting back appeared, in addition to the recent accumulation of resentment finally erupted, roughly influenced by Jenkins' new book. More importantly, no one knows that she has two high-level gifters around her, and it is definitely not surprising to lose one or two people in this sparsely populated hunting ground.

This happens every year, but Jenkins is not sure whether the nature of the previous disappearances is the same as this time.

"This is my first time as a kidnapper."

Jenkins said, but did not hear the female companion next to him answer "Me too". He immediately raised his eyebrows in surprise, and saw Alexia making a silent gesture to him, so he did not ask any more questions.

Compared with Dolores Stuart's slightly "shabby" team of less than ten people, Stipe Stuart's team is much more luxurious. Standing on the edge of the cliff, one can see the size of the camping team. There are about twenty busy followers, and the tall man riding a horse and walking around is obviously the target of this time.

"I don't understand, if so many people are brought to hunt, how to calculate the ownership of the prey in the end? They can let the servants do it for them."

Jenkins asked again, while looking at whether there are troublesome benefactors below.

"It's very simple. Salsi II will send a large number of recorders to each team participating in the hunt. Look, the two who are not working over there are them."

She pointed to the distance, Jenkins squinted for a while, and then nodded.

For this kind of hunting activity that does not have a rating function, the work of the recorder is dispensable. But for their own face, there are always people who try to bribe every year. This is also one of the traditions of hunting. People like Jenkins, who are of civilian origin, will not understand.

There are no benefactors in Stipe Stuart's team, which is also normal. After all, there are only a few extraordinary people who are willing to work for an unsuccessful prince. This facilitated the actions of Jenkins and Alexia, because they would not be discovered no matter what they did.

The specific plan was that Jenkins would blow up the cliff, and the falling rocks would cause panic among the people below. And taking advantage of the chaos, Alexia would kidnap the target this time.

The plan was implemented very smoothly, even more smoothly than expected. When the cliff collapsed with a loud noise, the white horse under Stipe Stuart was immediately frightened and ran away uncontrollably with his master. The owner of the horse did not look like a good rider. Before disappearing, the only thing he could do was not to fall off the horse.

The servants who were busy around wanted to chase, but all the horses in the camp were out of control because of excessive fright. They could only watch their master disappear in the distance of the snowfield. This was also the last time people saw him.

When the horse was appeased and chased forward along the horse hoof prints on the snow, Stipe Stuart had already gone very far. Just at this time, it started snowing again, and the traces were gradually covered up. From then on, the prince who disappeared in the royal hunting ground became a new horror legend.

Chapter 742 About Williamette

Don't worry, it's a free chapter.

There have been many hints and hints about the protagonist's elven blood and royal blood in the previous chapters, so why are people still surprised?

I will summarize a small part of it, no spoilers, only summary.

1. Chapter 342, after the outbreak of the breath of life, Miss Miller asked Jenkins: Have your ears become more pointed?

This is the first explicit hint.

2. Chapter 354, Miss Audrey and another person are talking in the Evergreen Forest. The key points are:

1. The giant tree in the center of the Evergreen Forest is suspected to be related to the World Tree;

2. The World Tree is related to the elves. The elves have withdrawn from the material world and believe in the Lord of Flowers;

3. There is also a bloodline of the World Tree guardian, the Lord of Flowers priest, and the elven royal family in the material world: the Middleton family (355);

4. The Middleton family is the royal family of Fidictelli, but the power in their blood has not been revealed for many generations.

3. Chapter 16 Jenkins is curious about the reason why the Williamette family was helped by Smith Mining, and plans to entrust the church to investigate;

Chapter 481: Dad talks with Miss Audrey and confirms that 1. the world tree is on Jenkins; 2. Robert knows the reason for the change in the family's economic conditions, but does not say it;

Chapter 703: the real owner of Smith Mining is a mysterious marquis in the capital.

These three points suggest that the Williamite family is related to the royal aristocracy.

4. Chapter 22: The first encounter with the flower girl shows great luck, and the flower girl treats Jenkins very well afterwards;

Chapter 46: The flower girl believes in the Lord of Flowers;

Chapter 354: The relationship between the elves and the Lord of Flowers.

5. Background introduction of chapters 1-10: Compared with his real age, Jenkins looks particularly young;

Chapter 192: The Queen's housekeeper and Miss Windsor sighed together: He is indeed very young;

Forgot which chapter: The kings of all dynasties look very young.

(I really can't find this, but it was mentioned once. If anyone remembers the chapter, please tell me.)

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There are many more besides this, such as the reaction of the elves when they first met, Miss Windsor's attitude, etc.

In short, the following is already clear:

1. One of Jenkins' ancestors is a royal illegitimate child (there is also a little in 514)

2. The royal family has elven blood.

Therefore, Jenkins has royal blood of the Kingdom of Fidictli, and also has elven blood. This is the content that has been made very clear in the past chapters, not thrown out abruptly.

It's really tiring to check the previous chapters, so here it is, please vote.

Chapter 743 Chapter 728 Thief?

"It's not difficult, I was prepared to face the unexpected."

This is still the hunting ground outside Loen. After handing the overly frightened young man to the servants under Miss Stuart, Jenkins and Alexia walked back to the camp, talking and laughing as if they were returning from a hike.

Everyone around Miss Stuart, including the recorder, is very reliable, so Jenkins doesn't have to worry about appearing here to arouse suspicion.

"What kind of surprises can there be? They are just ordinary people. Jenkins, you are now a level 4 gifter, which is considered a very high level among the extraordinary people. Some people can't see the scenery at this height even if they spend their entire lives. You just improved too quickly, so you haven't adapted to your identity as a 'strong man'."

"Strong man?"

Jenkins repeated the word, stretched out his hand and bent down to help Alexia push the dead branches in front of him aside.

"Maybe I really haven't adapted."

It took him only half a year to improve from an ordinary person to such a level. Although he understood the power he had, he still subconsciously thought of himself as an ordinary person.

But there are also benefits to this, at least he won't self-destruct due to excessive expansion.

While talking, Miss Stuart's camp was already seen from a distance. Jenkins had nothing to do tonight, so he planned to stay here until nine o'clock in the evening before returning to Nolan.

The owner of the camp was very happy because of Jenkins' arrival. Even though he couldn't eat a complete meal in this state, he still invited him to enjoy dinner by the campfire.

It took only half an hour for the sky to turn completely dark. The temperature became even colder at night, but it was still warm to sit around the fire. Miss Stuart asked the servants not to come near this place, leaving Julia to serve.

It seemed to have become a party of four again, but the place of the party was a little special.

"By the way, is there a cemetery nearby?"

Jenkins looked around and asked.

"This is an ancient battlefield hundreds of years ago. There may indeed be a lot of corpses under our feet. Why do you ask this?"

Miss Stuart said.

"On the way back just now, I saw many unconscious spirits floating around. This explanation is correct. The ancient battlefield a hundred years ago? Was it the kingdom rebellion war?"

The final growth of the fantasy flower still requires a large number of souls. Unfortunately, the number and quality of the souls here are not enough, otherwise Jenkins would have solved another problem. He really hopes to see the flower bloom, which should be beautiful.

"Meow~"

It tastes good too.

There is no special terrain nearby, and it will not be haunted even if there are many corpses. The three women around him are not afraid of ghosts, and they don't feel much about this news.

They talked about a lot of things together, and Miss Stuart also told Jenkins that Mr. J.W.'s name is now a household name in the kingdom's mathematical community. But she made a mistake in bringing up this topic. After all, one of the purposes of Alexia's coming here was to find J.W.

The short lady smiled and asked the princess if she had finished her homework, so there were two people sitting by the campfire in a bad mood.

Nothing big happened tonight, and Jenkins said goodbye to his friends and returned home on time at nine o'clock in the evening.

He didn't have anything to do now, and he wasn't going to write the third book yet, and the opera script was finished. He rarely didn't want to do anything at night. Seeing that the air outside was not good but the weather was good, he patted Chocolate's head and planned to go out for a walk.

He went out for a walk without encountering any trouble. When he came back, he was still thinking about whether to make some supper before going to bed to celebrate the peaceful night. He took out the key and prepared to open the gate, but his hand suddenly stopped.