The Master of the Strange Realm

In general, her relationship with these blood relatives is not close. This family is very different from the Williamite family, and the royal family is probably like this.

Julia cannot participate in such occasions, so when Dolores came over, she just greeted her father like everyone else, and then asked for a cup of hot tea from the servant standing by, and then stood a little further away.

According to convention, she would not take the initiative to speak, nor would she be asked, so in fact, she didn't need to care about the conversation at all.

"I can see Mr. Williamite again in the evening. I hope Teacher Alexia can be more merciful. Those math problems are too difficult."

This is what she is thinking about now.

She finished reading "Frozen" the day before yesterday, and she can't wait to express her opinion to Mr. Williamite.

But today Dolores' plan was completely unsuccessful. Maybe it was because she found the photo of her great-grandfather after the end of the year, which left a deep impression on His Majesty the King, or maybe it was just a whim. In general, at the beginning of the conversation, he always likes to ask about the recent situation of his sons who have already started to get involved in government affairs, but this time he took the initiative to talk to Dolores who was obviously absent-minded.

"Dolores, what have you been doing recently?"

"Huh? Oh, yes, father."

She was at a loss for a moment, and then reacted immediately. She handed the teacup to the servant, then tidied her clothes and walked to the front, and the brothers and sisters consciously made way.

Today, His Majesty Bryer Salce Stuart was only wearing simple casual clothes with the royal seal on his body. His top was mainly red, with golden decorations and tassels, which looked extremely noble. The lace edges can be seen on the cuffs, which is a popular fashion now, and it is also the dressing style that Jenkins hates the most.

"Father, I've been studying hard recently. I've made great progress in dance class, but I've encountered some difficulties in math class. Mrs. Hester, who teaches literature, thinks I'm very talented. I'm reading the poems of the poet Poetry. As for etiquette courses, I think I've already become a qualified royal lady."

These topics must be boring for the king, but he still listened carefully and even expressed his views on the poets just mentioned. After the topic of daily life ended, it was naturally time for more sensitive topics.

"Do you like reading newspapers, Dolores?"

"Yes, father, I ask the servants to deliver the latest Kingdom Morning Post every morning. I prefer the Loon Times and the Estrella River Newspaper to the Allen Daily, but I have to admit that sometimes it's fun to read some gossip in the Crazy Talk."

In fact, Dolores is not only interested in domestic newspapers, but also in news from neighboring countries. But there's no need to say it. She doesn't want her father to know that she has the ability to get newspapers issued in other countries that day as soon as possible.

"It is a good habit to like reading newspapers. I have had this hobby since I was young. Although most of the words in the newspaper cannot be believed, those who are interested can always find interesting news from the small part. Did you hear it too?"

The King asked everyone the last question, and the Stuarts responded immediately, regardless of whether they were really listening carefully just now.

The one standing closest to Dolores now is her eldest brother, Sallotte Stuart, who is the most favorable contender for the throne. Although the Stuart royal family does not have the eldest son inheritance system, the ability shown by Sallotte Stuart in all aspects is enough to be called excellent - if there is no Dolores Stuart.

He knows this sister very well. She doesn't seem to deliberately fight for anything, but her own strength and influence are stronger than those who deliberately fight for it.

He knows some of the conspiracies of his other stupid brothers, and guessed that someone disappeared during the winter hunt, but he doesn't plan to do anything about it.

Looking at the silhouettes of Dolores and her father asking and answering, his throat slid up and down. Sixteen years old is the best age of life. What Jenkins can find, others can find too.

Sallot Stuart has typical aristocratic habits. He is arrogant and cold, does things in a very stylish way, and knows clearly what he wants. But at the same time, he naturally inherited those dirty traditions among the nobles.

Dolores felt like vomiting. The sharp intuition of the gifter made her know the disgusting eyes of the people around her. She just wanted to leave this place immediately and find someone to teach this brother who has become more and more presumptuous over the years.

"...Yes, I am also paying attention to the Fabry scam centered on Eldron in the Kingdom of Cheslan. Fidictelli's speech was very exciting. The speech manuscript can be seen in the newspaper. That William is indeed very talented."

This is still the hottest thing now. The Fabry scam has made more people aware of the risks and huge benefits of the emerging financial industry.

"Oh? How much do you know about this?"

Bryer Stuart asked, and at the same time motioned Dolores to sit down and talk. This was an important sign in family conversations, indicating that the king was in a good mood and that the conversation had found a topic that interested him.

"I don't know much, father, but I do have some opinions."

She thought that she could show off her knowledge now and win her father's favor, which would effectively avoid some troubles in the future. Although she had realized this long ago, she had always avoided getting involved in troublesome government affairs. But now it's different...

"Oh, I've grown up too."

The 16-year-old girl sighed slightly in her heart, then sat down in a very decent posture and started the topic with a simple question:

"I have always had a question for a long time: What is the meaning of money? As a relatively stable general equivalent, its own value does not lie in its actual value, but in the value given or recognized by people. In other words, what is meaningful can be paper or a string of numbers."

Whoever heard this passage, regardless of whether they could truly understand its connotation, was shocked by the thoughts in the words. Bryer Stuart reached out and touched the short beard on his chin. He did not express his opinion, but motioned his daughter to continue.

Now, he is really interested.

PS: Regarding finance and currency, the author's knowledge source is only shallow high school political courses. I am an engineer and don't have access to this kind of knowledge, so if there is something wrong, it can be considered that Jenkins, like the author, does not understand it very well, and deliberately does not explain things clearly, so as not to seriously undermine the historical process.

Section 759 Chapter 744 News of the promotion

On this Tuesday afternoon, the sky in Loen was rare to clear up. Large chunks of white clouds were under the blue sky, and under the clouds, the conversation in the palace garden continued.

"The emergence of banks was just a warehouse or safe for storing these numbers in the early days. But as the banking industry holds more and more numbers in its hands - even if they do not belong to them, as an invisible force, banks actually have the potential to cause great damage to national stability in a short period of time."

Dolores took a deep breath and planned to say something that she did not understand very well. Sometimes Dolores really envied her math teacher, because she could fully understand all the principles and things that Mr. William said.

"The relationship between the Fabry scam and the banking industry is very interesting. On a superficial level, she just used the bank as a means of secretly collecting funds; but from a deeper perspective, what the bank did was no different from what Miss Fabry did, or even better. If the bank did not charge any custody fees, but instead absorbed the public's funds in the form of 'interest on borrowed accounts', and then used this huge amount of money to invest in businesses like the mining business, then..."

"Then as long as the profit is appropriate, the Fabry scam will never go bankrupt. Moreover, the bank can rely on this 'borrowed' money to leverage any industry through qualitative changes and quantitative changes, thereby affecting politics and military affairs... And all of this depends on the promised 'return on investment'. Think about it, countless money is collected from the hands of the people to the hands of a certain group, and then the power formed by this money is used to influence the entire kingdom..."

Brieu Stuart suddenly took over the conversation, and the middle-aged king had a smile on his face that he had never shown before, and his eyes were chilling.

"I see, I've been thinking about this recently, and that's what it means. Oh, Dolores, you're right, keep talking, it's really interesting."

It was already seven in the evening when Jenkins saw Miss Stuart. He sat on a chair in the study, flipping through books taken from the bookshelf, and occasionally chatting with Alexia. The cat left various "prints" on the paper on the desk with its paws out of boredom, three on the left, four on the right, and one on the symmetrical position on the left side of the paper.

Julia pushed open the door of the study, and then Miss Stuart walked in with a tired face. She walked straight to the desk, pulled out the chair, and sat on it, looking like she never wanted to get up again.

"Your Highness."

Julia put the teacup on the saucer next to her hand, and Her Highness immediately reached out to drink, but remembered who else was in the room, and resisted the desire for water in her throat, and drank the tea very ladylike.

"You don't mind if I borrow some of your theories, do you?"

She asked after relieving her thirst. Jenkins had been here for quite a while, and had heard about what happened here from Julia.

As for why Julia didn't show up at the scene but knew about it, it was because there would be guards and servants in the royal family conversation, and the servants and guards would switch shifts...

"Of course I don't mind. I've said it before, these are just some very superficial theories, and some of them are even problematic. If you like, use them as much as possible!"

"No, I just proposed the simplest part of it. Your theory is too profound."

Her Royal Highness the Third Princess said with a red face:

"Performing too well at once may arouse suspicion. This level is enough now. I think my father will pay a little attention to me in the future, which should be helpful to do some things that were not convenient to do before."

The discussion about this matter did not last long, because except for Julia, no one here thought it was a very important matter.

The focus of the discussion tonight is the results of Stepe Stuart's interrogation, and they will make next arrangements based on the names of other people who were confessed. Jenkins hopes to help his friends get out of trouble, Alexia hopes to get closer to the tower in the process, Julia hopes to help Her Royal Highness remove obstacles to progress, and Miss Stuart... ..

She doesn't have so much hope, she just likes the feeling that her friends care about her. At least so far, all her actions were not taken on her own initiative, but started due to various coincidences.

Dolores is content with her current life. She thinks she already has everything she wants. And when a certain seed of desire quietly sprouts, this young girl will really stretch out her hand and run to solve the brothers and sisters in front of her.

From this perspective, a certain young writer is indeed guilty.

Miss Stuart has now read all of Jenkins' new books. After talking about the business, she and Jenkins excitedly talked about the interesting stories. Even though she knew that the idea for the book began before she met her, the sixteen-year-old girl still believed that the little princess in the book was her image.

She also has a high level of literary accomplishment. Whether she is talking about superficial stories or in-depth discussions about literary techniques, she can show her profound knowledge and admiration for Jenkins.

Julia and Alexia had obviously read Jenkins' new book, but neither of them intervened in the conversation and watched quietly as Jenkins and Dolores communicated.

The short lady had a faint smile on her face at this time, and her white fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of her seat. She'd pretty much figured it out about the power of Jenkins' name in a book. The truth may be far from her conclusion, but that doesn't matter.

She knew Jenkins, whatever Jenkins was she knew this simple man. Perhaps most people would think this was a phantom obscured by heavy curtains, but to Alexia, Jenkins was the lonely child standing in the center of the stage.

She liked this man and everything about him. Even though he was sometimes stupid and wanted to make people angry, Alexia swore that she still liked him.

The other, simpler Princess, is a real child in Alexia's eyes. She now wants to use the child for something, so give her some candy. But no one can monopolize that stupid candy jar, no one.

The real big news came to Jenkins when the party was about to end. I don’t know why I and Miss Stuart talked about the aristocratic system in the book. Then Julia coughed and she remembered that there was one more thing she hadn’t said:

"Yes, I remembered it. Mr. Willamt, my... friend told me that the Kingdom of Fidictry is now planning to promote you to viscount."

Jenkins thought that paused word was spy.

"Because of the second book?"

"No, why do you think so? Of course it's because of the Fabry scam."

PS: Didn’t anyone find out that the chapter in the morning was 3K?

Chapter 760 Chapter 745 Past and Present

Jenkins had never heard anything about the title from Bishop Parrod or anyone else. It seemed that the royal family had made such a decision very recently. After all, it had only been a month since Jenkins "exposed" Fabry's scam.

He fully believed in the conclusion drawn by Miss Stuart, but he did not show much concern about being promoted to a peerage. After all, he has no intention of developing in the mortal world. The blessing of the Sage Church is enough now.

On the contrary, excessive participation in mortal things will cause yourself a lot of trouble.

Peaceful Wednesday begins with new news from the church. The latest results indicate that the strangeness of the woman who killed and ate Mr. Stan did not come from external modifications, but from her own ancestors with magical blood.

"The church traced her family history upwards, and finally found out that her great-great-grandmother came from a small kingdom in the south called Hex. Her family was a well-known noble in the kingdom, and the investigation showed that their ancestors were related to alien species. There is a thin inhuman element mixed in the family’s bloodline.”

This is the news that Dad brought back from the church, and the further conclusion is that this accident was not man-made, but the awakening of the ancient bloodline caused by an accident.

Although the probability is very low, it has not never happened. Before alien species disappeared from the material world, it was common for humans to have hybrids for various reasons. This has led to the fact that until now, many people can still trace their bloodline and be connected with some strange creatures. And once those alien powers appear again, the fragile spirits of mortals cannot control them, and it will evolve into the current tragedy.

Jenkins has heard of such cases in the past, and his father has emphasized more than once that the past era still affects today. And this incident made Jenkins realize this personally.

As for the young lovers who attempted to elope, Jenkins would naturally not forget them. Garcia and Miss Rick are still under the supervision of the Sage Church. After work on Wednesday, Jenkins met the two people underground before the evening classes started.

It was not a small room as bad as a prison. In fact, except that the sun could not be seen and the range of activities was limited, it was no different from a small hotel. The church provided accommodation, food and even newspapers, and would not charge them gold pounds.

According to regulations, ordinary people who knew the other side of the world like this should be uniformly placed in another city for confidentiality training. The reason why the two stayed for one more day was because of Jenkins's face.

When I met Miss Rick and Garcia again, they looked a little haggard, but they were in good condition. The meeting place was a room on the ground floor of the white building behind the courtyard, which was very close to the place where Jenkins first met Captain Binsey and signed the agreement.

Jenkins had to admit that such a meeting was very embarrassing, especially on Sunday night. Although the accident was not caused by Jenkins, Jenkins still thought that he did something unkind, but he did not make any mistakes.

"Is it because I was supposed to send them to the train, but ended up sending them here?"

Jenkins could only think so.

"I..."

"Don't feel guilty, it's not your fault."

Garcia used honorifics and showed an attitude that was almost panic. The three people sat on both sides of the table. There should have been guards standing by to monitor the conversation, but Jenkins had privileges here.

"At least we did achieve our goal."

Garcia added.

He was right, but the goal was achieved, but the destination was wrong.

"No matter how you look at it, this matter is related to me."

Jenkins carefully considered his words and did not look at the faces of the two people opposite:

"I told Britney and Hathaway that you have boarded the train, but now... But don't worry, this is not the past era. The church will probably give you freedom in half a year and guarantee that you will never return to this city in your life."

The "freedom" here refers to "limited freedom", and Jenkins believes that they understand this.

"But Mr. William, we really can't imagine that this world is so... complicated."

Miss Rick did not show the same panic as Garcia, but her mood was obviously more complicated.

"Does Britney know about your affairs?"

She asked the key point at once. As a good friend of Britney Michael, she knew how obsessed her friend was with mystery.

"I don't know."

"Oh, so..."

Rick shook his head and said nothing more.

The meeting lasted only ten minutes, and the three of them could no longer find a topic to talk about. Jenkins repeatedly assured them that they would be safe, and hinted that they could mention his name if they had any trouble, before he got up and left.

He felt that this was a bit like visiting a prison, but the church was only supervising, not imprisoning, and he believed this.

Before Jenkins left, Miss Rick hesitantly asked him to send a letter to her home. Although Jenkins readily agreed, he immediately looked through the contents when he returned to the ground, and asked the young gatekeeper with the ability to detect to check whether there was any hidden content on the letter paper.

The content of the letter was very simple, just telling the family that everything was safe and there was no need to worry. Maybe Miss Rick originally planned to quietly send the letter back home after arriving in another city and settling down, but now there was no such opportunity. Knowing this, Jenkins felt even more uncomfortable.

Chocolate swept his tail back and forth behind the man's neck, but this did not have a comforting effect.

Thinking of the letter, Jenkins remembered that he still had to forge the letter from the two people to report their safety to Hathaway and Britney. This was also a very troublesome thing, but in order to prevent his lie from being exposed, he had to do it.

The moonlight emerged from behind the clouds, illuminating the city below. Some people were active in the silent night. After finishing the night class and Miss Bevanna's night class, Jenkins gave Finnie a basic grammar lesson.

After he came to this world, he had to learn a lot of knowledge in this area in order to adapt to the literary routines of this era, so it was no problem to give this girl who didn't even know all the words a lesson.

It was almost twelve o'clock when he finished this series of things. He sent Finnie back to the accommodation area for the choir children. Seeing that it was late at night, he planned to rest in the church and not go back to St. George Street.

Chocolate had no objection to this at all. The cat was very satisfied with the food in the church.