The Master of the Strange Realm

"No, it's okay. I think it's mainly my responsibility."

The cat was about to laugh. Fortunately, no one was paying attention to it at the moment. It was just a spectator.

"Do you want to talk about what happened in your dream that day?"

After hesitating for a while, the red-haired girl asked softly.

"I... I don't know how to deal with the relationship between me and Britney... Oh, God, yes, I like you very much, Hathaway."

"Then leave everything to me, I will take care of it all."

Hathaway said softly:

"Yes, believe me... I won't hurt anyone."

The last sentence was only said in his heart, so Jenkins didn't hear it.

This is Britney's house. Hathaway and Jenkins certainly won't do anything shameful. They still have such a bottom line. After the conversation, they went to rest separately. Jenkins and his cat were a little uncomfortable with the new bed because there was some flower scent on the quilt, which was very novel for both people and cats. .

Section 943 Chapter 926 Familiar Events

What happened on the stage was just an hour ago. Before leaving the opera house, Miss Bevanna used the means of telepathy to inform him to go to the church tomorrow morning to deal with this matter. So he has to get up early tomorrow.

While lying in bed, Jenkins was still thinking about everything that happened tonight.

The church also knew about the encounter and conflict between Duke Antak and him, so what happened tonight would not have a bad impact. Jenkins was just worried about the doomsday document that appeared with the fusion of [Destiny Stage]. Although it has not been found yet, Jenkins knows that it must be in the opera house.

"If that thing is discovered, the church will definitely associate it with the new savior emblem that appeared in the theater..."

It would be troublesome if this matter was not handled well. Obviously, the opera house must be surrounded by the church and the police. Jenkins can only pray that the slate can be hidden more secretly.

The appearance of [Fate Stage] is the same as what Hathaway once said. When Jenkins learned something from what happened recently and never activated [Observer] again, this fate ability merged with the [Stage] puzzle lock to form a new chain ability [Fate Stage].

This special chain ability has a price. When they gather together to enter the core position of the ability light point group and form a cycle with other cores, the six abilities that make up the chain completely lose their own effectiveness.

But this also means that Jenkins has gained more powerful power. This expensive chain that occupies six ability positions has the function of "triggering miracles within a certain range."

This is a rather vague effect. Jenkins only had such an understanding when he gained power. His current conclusion is that when he faces a probabilistic thing, the probability will tend to tilt in a direction that is favorable to Jenkins. And this is a passive chain ability, which is equivalent to Jenkins being within the range of the puzzle lock at all times.

Wherever he walks, it is the stage he controls.

[Fate Stage] does not consume as much spirit as [Mechanical Light], but it is very similar to the disappeared [Blessing of Flame].

"I erased an ability related to fate that could make me lucky, and then I got a similar but more powerful one... coincidence?"

Jenkins didn't know the answer, but just sighed at the coincidence of fate.

"Speaking of which, can this chain-ability savior emblem also be born with? Even if a born savior is favored by fate, it is impossible for him to have six abilities when he becomes a gifter, right?"

Jenkins thought of this question again, but then he regretted that there were no new things like lottery in this era, otherwise he could have made a fortune.

"Huh? I am a well-known writer and I have a mine, why do I still play gambling?"

He immediately realized this fact and smiled.

"Very good, this matter is perfectly solved."

Looking up at the ceiling, he reached out and touched the cat who was still choosing a suitable resting position beside the pillow. The cat rubbed the back of his hand with its side face, and then continued to use its claws to test the softness of the bed.

But Jenkins was destined to be restless tonight. Before Chocolate decided where to sleep tonight, someone knocked on the door again.

After opening the door, it was found that Britney was standing at the door in pajamas, holding a candle, looking mysterious.

"Please follow me, and be quiet."

Without waiting for Jenkins to ask, she pulled his wrist and walked in the other direction of the corridor, reminding the man not to make loud footsteps. The cat immediately jumped off the bed and chased after him. When the two walked into another room, it finally found an opportunity to jump onto the table and then onto Jenkins' shoulder.

This room is obviously not a guest room. Judging from the style of the chandelier, the color of the wallpaper, the specifications of the printed curtains, and the black and white photos on the desk, the room belongs to Britney.

"Go in quickly."

She pulled Jenkins to the closet door without saying anything, opened the closet door and pushed him in.

This scene looked familiar.

"No matter what happens in a while, please don't make any noise. Yes, absolutely don't~"

The blonde girl poked her head into the closet and said to Mr. Writer and his cat. Her golden hair hung down from her forehead, and some of it hung beside her delicate ears. Even if she didn't dress up, she was still a very beautiful blonde.

"I..."

Jenkins wanted to say something quickly to change the status quo.

"Oh, yes, I forgot something."

She suddenly kissed Jenkins on the side of his face:

"Thank you for what happened tonight, Jenkins, I will never forget it, you are my hero."

After saying that, as if to cover up her blushing face, she quickly retreated from the closet and closed the door. From the sound, it seemed that something heavy was hanging on the handle of the closet.

In a dark and narrow space, the cat and the man looked at each other. The only thing that was shining here was Chocolate's big eyes. Jenkins sincerely hoped that the women he knew would be as innocent as Chocolate.

"Meow~"

Chocolate wanted to call out to agree, but was immediately stopped by Jenkins. Although he didn't want to stay here, he must not be discovered. Once the matter was exposed, he would most likely be thrown out of the window by the angry woman.

Britney was obviously well prepared. Most of the clothes in the closet had been emptied, and there was a pile of old magazines in the corner, just enough for Jenkins to sit down. Jenkins took a fancy to the top book "Garden Renovation and Maintenance", so he picked up the cat squatting on it and picked up the magazine.

There were newly drilled holes on the side of the closet to prevent people and cats hiding inside from suffocation and coma. Jenkins even touched a big apple in it, and was almost scratched by Chocolate.

About two minutes later, Hathaway and Britney's footsteps appeared outside the door at the same time. The two talked about what happened in the theater tonight for a while. Hathaway kept comforting Britney and told her not to be too scared. Her voice was very gentle and nice.

Then came the sound that he had heard once in the closet a few weeks ago, but even though it was very familiar, Jenkins still felt that he could even hear the beating of his own heart.

He lowered his head and found that he was feeling the strong beating of Chocolate's heart in his arms.

Feeling his hands sweating, the upright and young writer hesitated for a moment, but still put his eyes close to the door of the closet...

Chapter 944 Chapter 927 The Choice of Three People

"I think you should say something now."

Brianne reminded softly. She was wearing a simple pajamas, and Jenkins knew exactly what was under the pajamas. She turned her back to the faint moonlight, like a goddess.

"I..."

He was now suspecting that an event similar to the "recurring 31st day" would happen again, otherwise this magical Sunday night could not be explained.

"Huh? Why does this happen every time on Sunday night?"

The first wardrobe incident, the meeting in the dream, and this time, all happened on Sunday night.

"Isn't it a bit too rude for you to focus on other things at this time?"

The blonde girl asked with her hands behind her back.

Because of the bad weather outside, the bedroom window was not opened. The winter heating has not ended yet, and the room is warm, combined with the fragrance of flowers and an indescribable smell, it really makes people drowsy.

"So, what does tonight mean?"

Jenkins asked cautiously, and then walked out of the closet. Britney did not stop him, and stepped aside to let the man and the cat out.

"Do you like me?"

Without looking at Jenkins' expression, Hathaway also asked this question.

"Yes."

Jenkins admitted it generously.

"Do you like Hathaway?"

Jenkins could not answer this question, and then realized that silence at this moment meant acquiescence.

"Jenkins, do you understand how I feel about you?"

"I..."

"If you are willing to marry Hathaway, I am willing to be your lover..."

The courage required to say this is far greater than the courage to put Jenkins into the closet. Britney Michael is not a bold person. In order to brew this sentence, she spent a whole winter.

If it weren't for what happened tonight, which made her know Jenkins' reliability again, she would not be so decisive at this moment.

But since it has been said, it is necessary to face it bravely. Beatrice's eyes stared at Jenkins' eyes, and the man's eyes were flickering.

After being in this world for so long, Jenkins finally came into contact with the characteristic culture of this era. It is not new for nobles to keep lovers and even let their spouses know publicly. There are similar news in bold tabloids every day to give bored citizens excitement and satisfaction, but in fact most people have already tacitly accepted that this is normal.

Although the relationship between men and women among nobles is indeed chaotic in some aspects, Jenkins is not a casual person. Of course, he did not desperately oppose it at this moment.

"Hathaway seems to know nothing about our affairs... As long as you are willing to marry her, I can swear not to tell her about our affairs for the rest of my life. I will only appear by your side as a good friend until one of you is tired of me."

This is the best answer the blonde girl gave to the multiple-choice question provided by her father. She did not want to hurt anyone, including herself, so she could only do this.

Jenkins still did not respond, because he did not know what to say, and was unwilling to oppose the proposal.

"I am so disgusting, I am a greedy person."

The thoughts of men and women were particularly consistent at this moment. Born in different worlds and times, Jenkins and Hathaway are both people who respect love very much, but reality and fate force them to choose a path they do not like. The times are changing human thinking. If Hathaway came to Jenkins' world, then at least the things about love would be less embarrassing and troublesome now.

"I..."

"I know it's a difficult choice. Jenkins, I'm sorry..."

She did not let Jenkins say the embarrassing words, and stood on tiptoe and kissed him. The cat on the windowsill made a fierce expression, but unfortunately no one cared.

"Don't tell Hathaway about what happened tonight, okay? I will give you time to think seriously. I know it's abrupt."

She asked softly.

"Okay."

Jenkins nodded, but he knew Hathaway already knew it, because the light representing the red-haired girl was moving slowly, which represented pacing. He didn't want to escape, but this was a matter between three people, and he vowed to give an answer after asking Hathaway's opinion.

"Please don't hurt us."

"... I know, I will seriously consider this matter."

Mr. Writer really didn't know what to say.

The blonde girl nodded gently, took a step back and looked at Jenkins' face under the gas lamp. The latter tilted his head slightly to one side embarrassedly, and the two were silent for a while before the man left with his cat.

After returning to the room, he sat obediently on the bed with the cat, but did not turn on the light. When he counted to 341, the red-haired girl pushed the door and walked in.

She was still wearing the nightgown just now, and Jenkins knew that underneath...

"Oh, what am I thinking."

He cursed himself in his heart, and then saw Hathaway pull a chair from the desk and sit in front of him. There was originally a cushion on the chair in front of the desk, but now it has been temporarily requisitioned as a cushion for chocolate, and it doesn't seem to be very satisfied with the hard cushion.

"I heard everything."

"Well..."

Jenkins hoped that he could be more decisive and let this annoying night end as soon as possible. He knew that this matter was not his fault, so he raised his head and said:

"So now we are going to find Britney and make things clear?"

He didn't know who Hathaway wanted to choose. If this matter was dragged on, it would only cause trouble to everyone.

"No, not at all. Just like she said, I don't know what happened tonight."

The red-haired girl said while combing her hair.

"Yes, I don't know anything."

She repeated it again.

"What game are you playing?"

Jenkins was a little tired of what happened tonight. He thought the best way to deal with it was to put the two girls together and talk about their respective ideas, rather than playing this game of hiding things from each other.

"This is not a game, this is life."

When she said this, it seemed that she was blaming Jenkins for being a child who didn't know anything.

"This kind of life is really too complicated."

The man's tone was a little dissatisfied.