The Master of the Strange Realm

While persuading the somewhat unhappy cat, he lifted Miss Silver Flute up again and walked out of the library side by side with Miss Magic.

Stepping into the rain, when he looked back, the door of the broken house turned into an exit, with endless white light shining in it. This is the color of survival for the gifters, and the two who stayed awake couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Can we leave?"

Jenkins asked tentatively, wondering if the guest he was about to entertain was "entertained" by the explosion to death in the end.

"Of course."

The weirdo replied indifferently, leaning against the wall of the broken house, and seemed not to care about the three people's stay. He waved the hands on the left side of his body, indicating that the three people could leave at any time.

Jenkins looked at Miss Magic's expression, and the latter had no intention of staying here. So he took a last look at the whole picture of the broken house, and the two of them carried Miss Silver Flute into the light door one after another, leaving the weirdo standing alone in the rain.

It sighed and shook its head, and stepped out from under the eaves. The rain washed over his body, and his body melted into the soil with the rain.

Soon the rain stopped and the sky cleared, leaving only the lonely broken house still standing in the center of the wasteland. The last rain on the ground flowed along the uneven ground into the light gate that had not disappeared.

For Jenkins, this strange adventure was just an accident. Although the encounter in the strange world made him confirm for the first time that the strange world was the fragment of the world, he did not expect to upgrade by relying on this strange world. He was not a greedy person, so when a huge amount of spirit flowed into his body, he thought about what kind of gift he could get this time.

When his body returned to the material world, he immediately found the bracelet wrapped around his wrist. It was not accurate to say it was a bracelet, because he had never seen a liquid and flowing bracelet.

Chocolate seemed to be very interested in this thing, and he was about to come down by grabbing Jenkins' sleeve. But the man knew the temper of this cat long ago, so he put it directly on his head and put on his hat. Chocolate's dissatisfied cry could be heard, and its voice sounded very healthy.

After returning to the material world, the three of them turned back into human form. The three items that served as identification returned to their original form, except that Miss Magic's rune pendant had been completely shattered.

Jenkins unexpectedly discovered that he had an extra ability:

[Thread Manipulator]

"Don't be surprised, I also retained an alien ability."

Miss Magic saw through Jenkins's thoughts as if she could read his mind.

Seeing the woman's pale face, the man then remembered to reach out to help her heal. After activating [Life Origin], there was no strange phenomenon of vines or other things piercing from the wrist. There was still some green breath seeping out of the body surface, but it looked more intense than before.

The effect of the treatment was immediate. Although it was useless for mental trauma, at least the physical damage had healed. But as for awakening Miss Silver Flute, Jenkins really had no way, and in the end he could only let Miss Magic deal with it herself.

He still remembered what the situation was now, so after saying goodbye to the women and hurriedly running out of the cave, he summoned the unicorn and flew into the evening sky.

Luckily, this trip to the strange land didn't take up too much time. When Jenkins flew from the north of the Shire to the valley in the south of the Shire, the lost butterflies were still flying there.

He jumped down from the sky, picked up his cloak and put it on again. When Old Jack came over from the other end of the canyon, Jenkins had already caught 16 butterflies.

"Very good, it looks like we're lucky this year."

Old Jack couldn't imagine what Jenkins had gone through in just half an hour. The two chatted and prepared to return with a box full of butterflies, and Chocolate, who was originally depressed because of the book, had completely forgotten about that incident and turned his attention to the butterflies.

Chapter 884 Chapter 867 Break

It was almost dawn when they returned to Old Jack's herbal shop. After eating some midnight snacks, the two returned to their rooms. Chocolate had originally wanted to go out for a walk at night, but just as he lay down beside the pillow and was about to pretend to sleep, Jenkins pinched his waist and pulled him into the quilt.

"Be good in the future, understand? I won't pursue the butterfly incident today, but you can't do this again in the future."

The curtains of the small bedroom were not drawn, and the moonlight outside the window shone directly into the house, making the cat's fur exude a magical color. The man and the cat looked into each other's eyes for a long time, and Chocolate "meowed" and raised his paw to lick it.

Early on Tuesday morning, Jenkins received a letter forwarded from Nolan City. This was an invitation letter from the Silver Jasmine Opera Company. The first performance of the opera was scheduled for this weekend. Mr. Nellie invited Jenkins and his friends to watch it.

This made Jenkins, who was still immersed in yesterday's weirdness, suddenly wake up and realize that the end of this month is coming.

"Why, are you going to return to Nolan?"

Old Jack also saw the letter.

"Go back tomorrow. The church is preparing to baptize me on Friday. Although everyone has been busy recently, no one has mentioned this matter during my week in Shire, but I think the time should not have changed."

"Is it so urgent?"

Old Jack nodded, but did not stop it.

"Nolan is in a mess right now... I'll prepare a few bottles of medicine for you, you can take them home and use them, they will definitely help."

"No need to be so troublesome."

This was a hypocritical answer. In his heart, Jenkins did not want to refuse the kindness, but this was an essential part of socializing.

Under the pretext of bringing some specialties and souvenirs from the Shire to his friends before returning to Nolan, Jenkins went out again after breakfast.

Like the previous few days, he put on a black robe and moved into a small hotel with his cat, and soon stood in the house on St. George Street.

"I have really adapted to the bad air in Nolan."

When he jumped from the second floor of the house to the back of the yard, Jenkins whispered.

A week away from Nolan is not a long time, but apart from the familiar air, it seems that the whole city has undergone strange changes.

It is Tuesday morning now, but there is not even a pedestrian on the street. Thick fog shrouds the city, and the occasional figure in the distance becomes blurred. In a week, not only the rumors of the plague have intensified, but even the air has become worse with people's emotions.

When walking on the street, there is an illusion of walking in a dream. Only the sound of the carriage rolling over the road and the sound of the steam pipes relieving air to balance the air pressure can give Jenkins some real feeling.

Strolling to Bode Street, there are few people here today, which is completely different from the bustle when I came last week. Jenkins pretended to be curious and looked at various cats in the pet store for a long time. He turned and walked towards the potted plant shop before the chocolate was about to explode.

He came out after five minutes in his hand, holding a slender black cloth bag with a rope tied at the mouth. Inside is the thousand-year-old wood heart of the elder tree. After all kinds of difficulties, Jenkins finally gathered all the ingredients of the elf potion.

"Very good, then just wait for the full moon night to prepare the potion!"

He still doesn't know what the formula given by the elves can make. But after such a long time of waiting and hard work, Jenkins's expectation has been pulled to the full value.

Even if it is a very boring thing, it will become interesting after such a long preparation. Jenkins couldn't wait to prepare the potion. Although he didn't necessarily drink it himself, he would feel a great sense of satisfaction as long as he prepared it.

With this idea in mind, he planned to return to St. George Street and buy some gifts for Hathaway and Britney in the Shire. Thinking of the two girls, Jenkins felt a headache again.

After turning out of the alley, there was a big road. Because there was the sound of a carriage in the fog in the distance, Jenkins stopped by the mailbox on the side of the road, and missed the days when he stuffed a large number of letters sent to Eldron into the mailbox in the middle of the night in autumn.

Boom~

A huge explosion sounded in the distance. Although Jenkins felt the ground under his feet vibrate, he was not surprised in his heart. He and the cat looked up and looked into the distance. The monocle appeared in the right eye frame and saw through the thick fog that blocked his vision.

"Undead?"

Three streets away, a team of gravekeepers were fighting a tall human skeleton. The rich black aura meant that this thing was definitely revived by the skeleton sword.

Jenkins patted his cat, then climbed the sewer pipe to the roof of the house next to him, and in a few jumps, he came to the place where the battle took place.

He didn't care about the gravekeeper's suspicious eyes, and directly summoned the black twin demons to pounce down. The splashing demon flames and smoke forced everyone around to retreat, and Jenkins took this opportunity to jump down, holding the toy dagger obtained from the tomb in his hand, and chopped it down fiercely.

Clang~

The wooden dagger collided with the tattered skeleton, and the huge momentum of Jenkins falling from above caused the dagger and the skeleton to have a head-on confrontation.

He felt something wrong with his wrist as soon as he loosened his wrist, and then he widened his eyes and saw that the dagger in his hand broke into two pieces. The blade part flew to the other side of the street due to the momentum before breaking, and then fell quietly to the ground...

"Broken?"

Jenkins now really began to doubt that he was dreaming, and in his dream he returned to the smoky Nolan. Regardless of whether this weapon has a special effect on the undead, it is a gift, and he has never heard that a gift can be damaged by physical impact.

"What's going on?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then hit the skeleton with a left hook, and the frost quickly spread from the place where the fist touched the whole body of the skeleton. Before the skeleton could fight back, it was temporarily frozen in the distance.

He bent down and trotted awkwardly, picked up the broken dagger that flew far away, and quickly used [True Phantom] to disappear in front of everyone while the gravekeepers had not reacted yet.

He returned to St. George Street with a red face, put the elderberry heart back into the basement, and returned to Shire with the dagger.

Chocolate seemed very interested in the two pieces of wood, and was eager to try to gnaw on them, but was stopped by Jenkins.

"So what's going on?"

Looking at the two pieces of wood in his hand, Jenkins was a little confused and puzzled.

Chapter 885 Chapter 868 Confused Problems

The dagger that was broken into two parts still had aura that did not weaken. In other words, it is still a gift, but the number has changed from 1 to 2. Jenkins was really embarrassed by his performance just now. He believed that soon after returning to Nolan, he would hear the big news that "the believers of the God of Lies used a toy dagger to attack the undead."

"So, how should this be used?"

He held the wood in his left and right hands and knocked it against each other, but it seemed that it really had no other special abilities except for the aura.

"Did I misunderstand the meaning of the God of Music? Saving the world does not mean defeating the Skeleton Sword?"

He began a new round of self-doubt, but there was no answer to this question.

Regarding the new gift he received yesterday, that is, the small stream of water in the form of a bracelet, Jenkins thought he had almost figured out the specific function.

Just like his [Eternal Fire], he could completely control this stream of water through his thoughts and intentions, shaping, stretching and moving it.

The power that the water can exert is related to Jenkins' own mental power. He can easily turn the bracelet on his right hand into a filament and then pull up all the furniture in the hotel room.

This is not difficult at all. Mental power is related to the soul, and Jenkins is very confident in his soul power.

He played with Chocolate for a while before leaving here. He spent the rest of the morning shopping and went to the Shire City Railway Station in the afternoon to check tomorrow's tickets.

He saw Miss Magic and Miss Silver Flute from a distance at the station. They looked healthy, at least on the surface. The two came to Shire just for the strange land. Now that their purpose has been achieved, they naturally have to return to Loen. Jenkins was very happy that he didn't have to buy a ticket for today, otherwise it would be embarrassing for both parties to meet acquaintances again.

"Speaking of which, there is no news about Mr. Hood's party this month. Is he in trouble?"

With this worry, Jenkins arrived at Loen City in the North on time after dinner.

It was still the familiar study room, and everything was the same as usual on Tuesdays.

The only abnormality was that Alexia had been looking at Jenkins with a scrutinizing look since he appeared, and she didn't even take the initiative to say hello.

"Sorry, is there something on my face?"

Jenkins raised his hand and touched his cheek.

"No, Mr. William, your face is normal."

Julia said on the side.

The party last Tuesday was not successfully held. Alexia and Miss Stuart had their own things to do. After not seeing them for a week, Jenkins had to admit that he missed them a little.

He nodded and looked at Miss Stuart beside him, hoping that she could give him a hint of what happened here. But the princess didn't know either. Everything was normal before Jenkins showed up.

"I think I understand..."

Alexia suddenly spoke, and then asked a question that embarrassed the four people in the room:

"Who did you sleep with?"

In an instant, it was as if a thunderbolt passed through Chocolate's little head, and it finally understood what Jenkins did in the dream of the human woman last weekend.

The strong feeling of being invaded made the cat feel humiliated, but before it started to get angry, Miss Stuart accidentally broke her teacup.

The princess's teacup was porcelain, and it didn't break even when it fell on the soft carpet. She refused Julia's help and bent down to pick up the teacup to cover up the blush on her cheeks.

"Hmm? Oh... I mean... that..."

There is no time to pay attention to Miss Stuart's little movements now. Jenkins wanted to say something incoherently, but every thought he had was rejected by reason when it came to his mouth.

Cat quietly thought about the impact this incident might have on his life. Miss Stuart bent down to pick up the teacup but did not get up for a long time. Only Alexia looked directly at Jenkins's evasive eyes. The man could not interpret the emotions contained in those beautiful eyes.

"Don't be so nervous, Jenkins, this is normal, isn't it?"

The woman said softly.

"I..."

"Dolores, come and explain to our writer what kind of life young and handsome unmarried noble men usually have."

"Hmm?"

Dolores didn't expect to be involved in the conversation. She looked at Julia for help, but the maid rarely said anything.

"Yes, I think most unmarried male nobles have a messy private life."

She spoke hesitantly, blushing and not looking into anyone's eyes.

"Father had many lovers before he got married... and after he got married."

She didn't know how she said the last sentence, but it was impossible to take it back. Dolores only hoped that no one present understood the metaphor of that sentence.

"Yes, Jenkins, you don't have to panic, it's not immoral. Let me guess which lucky lady it is...Brianne Michael? No, it's not."

She observed Jenkins' expression and interpreted the answer he was thinking about.

"I think Miss Michael is a good choice. Blondes are always popular...Is it Hathaway Hesha? Oh, it seems to be true. I guess it must be the charming noble lady who took the initiative. Jenkins, look at your face, this is probably what is called shyness..."

After saying that, she actually laughed softly. The voice was obviously very brisk, but it gave Jenkins a chilling illusion.

He sniffed and tried to reach out to tease Chocolate to bring up a new topic. But Chocolate refused to cooperate and even used her claws to push away the man's hand.