The Master of the Strange Realm

Dad gave an honest answer and then added:

"A very ancient ring."

The cause of this incident is related to Jenkins, and the twists and turns are difficult to explain in one sentence. The story started when Jenkins bought the ring from Mr. Lane Sam last week.

Dad, who had experienced the big explosion at the pier at night, continued to take care of business in the antique store while Jenkins and the girls went for an outing in the countryside. Then he saw on the account book the only business that Jenkins made while visiting the store at night.

The ring was indeed an antique, and the price Jenkins paid for it was also right. Dad could resell it for three times the price. But when he examined it with a magnifying glass, he discovered some unusual patterns.

"Here, look!"

He held a magnifying glass and asked Jenkins to observe a small circle of patterns engraved on the inside of the ring. The inside originally had fine patterns deliberately made to increase friction, but Dad found that a small section of it was unusual.

"This is......"

The magnifying glasses of this era were not as good as the high-precision optical microscopes used in the laboratories that Jenkin remembered, but the magnifying glass his father had was enough for him to see the strange place clearly.

"Carmelite writing?"

"Yes, it's the Carmelite script."

The Kamael Empire was the most important human empire in the 16th Era. From its emergence in the middle of the 16th Era to the end of the 16th Era, it occupied most of the land of the human world. Even though the 16th century has disappeared and even history has become mottled, due to its important historical status and with the excavation of ancient ruins, the contemporary era can still barely piece together the writing used by human society at that time.

In contemporary times, the surname "Camel" is very common, also because in the 16th century, people were willing to change their surnames to "Camel", and the real royal members were very happy for commoners to do this, and regarded this as A symbol of the family's love from the people.

"Kamel lives forever... nobility and elegance..."

That's what the passage meant, and Jenkins could barely translate it.

"The name of the Kamel Empire is a straightforward use of the surname of the imperial royal family, Kamel, so this ring is most likely owned by the ancient Kamel family. But the problem is that there are extremely clear documents showing that, The fall of the Kamael Empire has nothing to do with the end of the 16th century. The Kamael family offended the gods 300 years before the end of the 16th century and was punished by the gods. All the blood of the family, their residences, and the items they used, etc. Wait, it's all gone. We shouldn't see rings with these words directly engraved on them. The origin of these rings is questionable."

This was the explanation Dad gave to Jenkins. Jenkins immediately understood the seriousness of the matter and asked again:

"Here we are praising Kamel. Is it just praising the Kamel Empire, or other families who changed their surname to Kamel? It is not the royal family that was punished by God, so these rings can survive."

"No, this ring is indeed the property of the Kamel family. We are 100% sure of this."

Dad said with certainty.

"Huh? Why?"

"People from the Camel royal family personally admitted it."

"Aren't they all punished by God, so they all died?"

"No, there was one person who did not die. She and her husband were punished more severely than death under the influence of divine punishment, and this punishment has continued to this day. Think about it, Jenkins, think about it, Have you met another Kamel?"

Dad guided Jenkins through his memories step by step.

"Kamael Grocery Store, the shopkeeper who sells special items?"

Jenkins said uncertainly.

"No, although his surname is Kamel, it has nothing to do with the royal family of the 16th century. Think about it again, although this surname is common, you must have encountered it before..."

"Oh, I thought of that!"

He had a flash of inspiration and finally found the answer in his memory:

"It's January of this year, the first Tuesday of January! Cullen Camel comes to the store to pick up a painting, and his husband, Spud Ford, is imprisoned in the painting. The two of them have been cursed by the gods. The cycle of curses continues. The church has not yet decided whether to help them. That woman, Qiulun Kamel, lives under the church! "

PS: I will update it tomorrow, not today, I remember correctly.

Chapter 1128 Chapter 1109 Turin’s Warning

The answer is this, and Jenkins is absolutely right.

When the Kamel lady went to the church for help, she revealed her identity before she was cursed with "eternal life." Therefore, after the father discovered something was wrong with the ring last week, he immediately contacted the church and had a conversation with the woman. After a long period of recollection, the woman finally found this kind of ring in the vague corner of her memory.

"This is a ring made before the Kamel family was exterminated by the gods to celebrate the birth of the next generation of the family. There are 10 in the set. And that heir is the love bird that the Kamel family killed and was blessed by the gods. , a candidate who is trying to gain extraordinary power. A ring like this that is closely connected to the Camel royal family should never escape divine punishment, so there is a problem with this matter, and it is a big problem."

Dad nodded and said, putting the ring away with a serious expression.

"But no matter what, Jenkins, this matter has nothing to do with you. You stay here to watch the store. I think I have to go to the church again. Although Miss Bevanna and the others have a heavy task now, I think the problem of these rings is more serious!"

Dad acted very quickly and soon left the store with the box containing the rings and returned to the church. He did not arrange any activities for Jenkins today, so in fact Jenkins could do whatever he wanted.

"If I leave, the antique shop will not have any business for a day, which is a big loss..."

He thought in his heart and glanced at his cat again. Although this cat can watch the store to prevent thieves, it is impossible to let it talk to customers and negotiate prices because it cannot speak.

As if seeing what Jenkins was thinking, Chocolate stood up from the mat, barked at him a few times with his teeth and claws, and then licked his paws by himself.

"Well, let's close the store for a day. It is unlikely that Dad will come back today."

After making a decision, he left the store and then headed towards home with the lazy cat. Of course, he didn't want to spend the whole day at home, but wanted to find his neighbor Miss Silver Flute to ask about the details of the ring she tried to sell last week.

He tried to observe the aura from a distance, but unfortunately Miss Silver Flute was not at home, and there was no trace of the gifter in the house. Jenkins wanted to go in directly to find clues, but immediately felt that it was very impolite to rashly invade the neighbor's house.

In fact, he could find the old elf and then contact his friend Mr. Harama Leansam, but Jenkins was not sure whether he really wanted to get involved in this matter.

He remembered that he had gained new abilities, so he wanted to reserve a batch of bone powder to carry with him, so he temporarily gave up looking for Miss Silver Flute who had disappeared, and turned to the direction of the black market entrance.

With the defeat of Skru Pompeii by the church, the originally deserted black market has returned to its former bustle. Jenkins received a message from the bartender at the entrance bar and knew that someone had sent a letter to his fake address.

He was very curious about who would contact this address, and after getting the envelope, he found that it was Mr. Black Cat.

"He just told me about the manor in Turin that belonged to Mr. Corpse last week. Is there any new news so soon?"

Jenkins was very surprised, but after opening the letter, he found that it was not about the Turin Manor, but about Mr. Black Cat investigating Miss Stiver last week.

The content of the letter was simple, but it looked very scary:

[Mr. Candle:

Run, I was discovered by the woman you commissioned to investigate! She didn't embarrass me, but took the letter you sent me! Run, she seems to be going to Nolan to find you, that woman is too strong! She must be at the demigod level! She didn't embarrass me, I'm fine, you run, find a safe hiding place and send me a letter! ]

Seeing this letter, Jenkins subconsciously looked around the bar, fearing that a strange woman would smile at him at this time. But there were almost no idle people in the bar on Sunday morning. Even if someone walked in, they would probably be like Jenkins, just using this place as a secret entrance to the underground black market.

Jenkins looked down at the letter again, feeling a strong sense of disbelief in his heart:

"Mr. Black Cat actually found Miss Stiver so easily? This..."

He couldn't describe how he felt now. It was like trying hard to give Chocolate a bath but couldn't do it, and finally found that it didn't need to be so troublesome. Just put some delicious snacks in the bathroom.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. With Chocolate's wisdom, this black and white kitten would not fall into such a low-level trap.

"Could it be that Miss Stiver has been paying attention to the movements from Nolan, so she immediately noticed something wrong? But what is the conflict between her and Dad? Why is everyone reluctant to mention Dad's past apprentices?"

These questions cannot be answered by just thinking. Although Mr. Black Cat in the letter repeatedly warned Jenkins to run, Jenkins was not worried that Miss Stiver would find him.

On the contrary, he was very much looking forward to meeting the strange lady and understanding some past events that Dad didn't want to tell.

Wrote a reply to Mr. Black Cat, telling him not to worry about this matter, and also apologized for his somewhat dangerous commission. Mr. Black Cat left Nolan to avoid danger, but now he is in trouble because of Jenkins' commission. Jenkins feels very guilty about this.

After writing the letter, he went to the underground black market. Bone powder is a common material. If he didn't want the church to know his undead ability, Jenkins would directly purchase it in the church, which is cheaper and more convenient than the black market.

Other materials were also supplemented by the way, and at the same time he was looking forward to the opportunity to "pick up a bargain", but unfortunately this opportunity still did not favor Jenkins.

After appeasing the cat who was dissatisfied with the smell of the sewer, he wanted to take a turn and leave, and return to the antique shop before lunch to create the illusion that he had been watching the shop all morning. When he stretched his head to check a batch of old porcelain fragments, the cat in his pocket actually called softly.

Jenkins was startled, and then immediately thought that it was Chocolate's nose that smelled an unusual smell. After repeatedly using the [Eye of Truth] to check and still not find any precious items, he finally noticed that it was just the sleep talk of the sleeping kitten.

"I actually fell asleep again..."

He rubbed the cat's little face with his fingertips exposed, and the cat stretched out his paw to subconsciously move Jenkins' fingers aside.

Chapter 1129 Chapter 1110 Miss Silver Flute and the Ancient Tomb

He turned around and prepared to leave the underground black market. After taking a few steps, he saw a woman wearing a black robe walking past. This is a very common dress. After all, except for people like Jenkins who use props or abilities to disguise themselves, most of the benefactors here dress like this.

But because Jenkins didn't have time to close the Eye of Reality just now, he immediately discovered that the person walking in front of him was his neighbor Miss Yindi.

"Oh, luck came."

He chuckled and said in his heart, gave up the idea of ​​returning to the antique shop now, and quietly followed Miss Yindi.

Jenkins' tracking techniques were quite poor, after all, he had never been trained in this area. In order not to make any mistakes this time, he kept Miss Yindi out of sight, and occasionally used the Eye of Truth to observe the aura to determine her location.

In this way, even if Miss Yindi turned around with some thoughts, she would never be able to find Jenkins. It's just that there are too many benefactors here, and Jenkins must always be careful not to lose the light that represents Miss Silver Flute's position.

The entrance she entered into the black market was indeed different from the one Jenkins entered. When he saw the woman turning towards an empty pipe, Jenkins immediately realized that she was going to return to the ground.

Following quietly, I found that the woman crossed the abandoned sewer pipe twice in a row through a hidden door on the pipe wall that was difficult to observe, and finally left the underground via a rusty iron escalator.

Jenkins didn't know where the exit led, so he didn't dare to follow it rashly. He immediately turned his head back to the ground through the bar, and then moved towards the exit used by Miss Silver Flute while searching for auras with his eyes.

I thought I would get lost, but I didn't expect that the woman didn't move far away from the entrance after leaving the black market, but started eating at a nearby restaurant. She is now using her true appearance, that is, the appearance of Mrs. Mistalla Forlant, who is in her forties. When Jenkins entered with the cat, he spotted her at a glance.

"Very good, but if I go there now, she will definitely be scared. After all, I am a stranger now..."

But even so, after ordering the meal, Jenkins still signaled the waiter to deliver the food to Mrs. Forlant's location in a moment. The waiter was of course confused, but Jenkins explained that the two were friends, and when he returned the order, he put a bill inside. The young waiter immediately nodded knowingly and thanked Jenkins.

"Sorry sir, I guess I didn't invite you, and I'm not used to sharing tables with others."

When Jenkins sat generously opposite Miss Yindi, the middle-aged woman said very rudely. Fortunately, the disguise this time was that of a decent, tall, thin, middle-aged gentleman wearing a tasteful formal suit, otherwise the woman would have probably shouted to the waiter in the restaurant to kick Jenkins out.

"I have something to do with you."

"I do not know you."

As the woman spoke, she subconsciously grabbed her lady's satchel. Jenkins could see that it contained items she had just purchased on the black market, and thinking optimistically, there might be a pistol inside.

"You really don't know me?"

Jenkins said cheerfully, and then petted his lovely white cat Vanilla. Vanilla was very considerate and made a cute noise that could only be made by a noble family pet. Then she stretched out her little head and gently rubbed Jenkins' hand.

"Mr. Candle?!"

Miss Yindi was stunned for a moment, and then said in shock, but she still remembered deliberately suppressing her voice.

After saying this, she looked at Jenkins' face again, and then realized that she was not disguised now:

"Are you investigating me?"

"No, no, no, I'm not investigating you, I just know your true identity occasionally. Oh, madam, please don't be so panicked. I have no ill intentions, and during our party, I didn't just know your identity. It’s just an identity. You were introduced to the party by Miss Magic, maybe you should ask her, because I also know her identity, but I have never done anything because of it... To be honest, I am a good person.”

In line with his words, Jenkins made a smile that he thought was friendly. Unexpectedly, the woman sitting across the table immediately became more vigilant and even reached into her small bag.

"I have to warn you, this is a downtown area. If you take out a pistol or something like that, it will be difficult for us to escape."

He leaned back slightly and held the cat in his arms. Chocolate...Vanilla is happy for men to do this, because it can lie better in Jenkins' arms.

"What on earth are you going to do, Mr. Candle?"

There was irrepressible anger and fear in the woman's tone.

"I was looking for something. During the investigation, I found that you had owned it, and then I accidentally discovered that you were Miss Yindi. So it's not really me who was investigating you, but you were too careless and had bad luck."

As she said that, she took out the photo. This was of course not Miss Yindi's ring. Taking out the photo of the ring would only make her suspicious of her father's antique shop. Among the photos that Jenkins took out was a photo of the ring that his father asked him to pick up from Yorktown the day before yesterday.

"This is it. There are 10 pieces in the whole set. You don't need to care what I want to do with it. I just want to know where you got something similar. This is very important to me. I found a similar ring that you sold, so I found you..."

The ring has been secretly recovered by Dad. This is one of his church work, so there will be no clues. Even if Miss Silver Flute reversely investigates the person who bought the ring, it is impossible to find out that Jenkins Williams or Dad's antique shop are related to this matter.

The man took money out of his pocket while talking, and finally took out ten one-pound bills and photos and pushed them to the woman.

"This is the cost of intelligence and compensation for scaring you."

The middle-aged woman sitting opposite silently put the banknotes into her bag, looked at the man sitting opposite with awe, hesitated a little, and then looked at the photo again.

"What do you want to know specifically?"

She has regained her usual calmness.

"You once owned a ring similar to the one in the photo. What's its origin?"

"I think you know that it may be a relic from the ancient Kamil era, with a history of at least 4,000 years. Last week, I went with a friend to excavate an ancient...ancient ruins..."

"Ancient tomb."

Jenkins corrected her statement, and the latter looked at him but did not refute.

Chapter 1130 Chapter 1111 The Origin of the Ring (1/10)

A middle-aged woman and a middle-aged gentleman sat opposite each other in the restaurant, chatting with a relaxed look. People who couldn't hear their conversation might think that the two were talking about boring topics such as the weather, but in fact the topic was more interesting: