The Master of the Strange Realm

Miss Silver Flute repeated, almost screaming.

"Yes, a batch."

Mr. White Cat nodded:

"Some time ago, my soothsayer friend had a premonition that there would be a catastrophe in Nolan, so he and I went to the sea to take refuge. Therefore, I was actually not in the city on the day the angel fell. We originally wanted to go on vacation for a while. , but we encountered some... very strange things at sea. It was a wonderful story. In short, we found an ancient shipwreck and gained something from it. "

Seeing that no one spoke, he continued to ask:

"I think you also know the value of [Magic Conch]. I guarantee you here that no matter whether the final operation goes smoothly or not, as long as you participate, you will get a conch."

This is a very tempting condition, but no one can make an immediate decision when facing a mutant whose situation is not well understood.

In the end, Mr. White Cat could only suggest that he could wait for everyone for a while, and on Monday next week, he would place an advertisement in the newspaper looking for his cousin. If anyone present at that time would like to attend, they can send a letter to the address on the advertisement.

"If you don't participate, I can only risk hiring people on the black market. To be honest, although those people are cheap enough, it's really hard to find someone who is completely trustworthy."

Jenkins almost blurted out to introduce Huntress to him, but then stopped himself. He also knew the value of [Magic Conch], but he always had an ominous premonition about it, as if it would definitely cause a terrible disaster.

"Is this an illusion, or have I finally made progress in divination?"

Next up is Miss Silverflute, Jenkins' affable neighbor. As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone was shocked:

"I discovered an entrance to a strange land in the city last week. Is anyone interested in going and taking a look?"

"City?"

"Yes, and the entrance is relatively stable. I think it can still exist for at least a week or two. I'm going to explore by myself, worried that something will go wrong. How about it? Is anyone willing to participate in the operation?"

This is a more dangerous action than Mr. Hood's. Although Jenkins has frequently appeared in the strange world at a frequency of once every half a month in the past six months, in fact, most gifters may not have this many times in their lives.

Of course, no one had any reason to participate in the operation, and even Jenkins gave up after just a moment of thought. But he once again suggested that Miss Yindi could sell this news to the Zhengshen Church, so that she would not have to worry about the weird things inside coming to the material world after the strange world collapsed, and could still make a steady profit.

"Mr. Candle, you haven't joined the church recently, have you? I discovered that this is the second time today that you have proposed selling information to church forces."

Miss Yindi joked.

"This is just for safety. This city is already under too much pressure. I don't want Nolan to suffer another disaster because of our actions. To be honest, this place is already dangerous enough, and there is no need for anything more dangerous to happen. ”

What he said made sense. Miss Yindi nodded and stopped dwelling on the issue. Of course, compared with the intelligence provided by others, her information was a little too thin, so she talked about another thing:

"I have information from Beldiran. My friend told me that the two countries will go to war next Friday, when the Kingdom of Fidictry will officially submit a declaration of war."

"Huh? Sorry, you said..."

Mr. Hood asked incredulously.

"Yes, the Kingdom of Fidictry and the Kingdom of Cheslan will officially start war next Friday. If you have relatives or friends living on the eastern border of the kingdom, it is best to persuade them to move as soon as possible. Once this war starts, no one knows what will happen. The time will end."

"Why is it next week? I thought it would be delayed until at least the summer. After all, neither country is currently ready for war."

This was Jenkins' question. He did not doubt Miss Yindi's intelligence. After all, he knew that Miss Yindi was connected to Miss Windsor, and the latter's information about this country was completely trustworthy.

"There are many reasons, and I can't tell you very specific things. This is probably related to the queen's health, the civil strife in Chesland, and the unrest that broke out in Loen City, the northern Kingdom of Hampavo. Now the entire continent is in chaos. , Maybe the nobles of the kingdom think that if it is delayed, they don’t know what else will happen.”

Miss Yindi said nonchalantly, she had no opinion on whether there would be a war or not.

"But it really doesn't matter if you tell us this news like this?"

Miss Magic asked hesitantly. Among everyone present, she had the closest relationship with Miss Silver Flute.

"It doesn't matter, no one will believe it anyway. If you care about current affairs, you know that people publish comments in newspapers every day, saying that they have inside information and know the specific date of the war. In fact, this is all sensationalism. .....”

"There are also some sent by the kingdom to confuse the public."

Hathaway added.

Her father, Earl Hesha, was an important member of the navy and had some knowledge of this aspect.

"Right, that is it."

Miss Yindi nodded. Of course, because she was wearing a hood, this action was not obvious:

"So I tell you this news without worrying that you will tell it everywhere. Because I believe that many of you are even doubting the specific date I provided."

She shrugged, indicating that that was all her news.

"I believe it anyway."

Jenkins thought silently in his heart, and then thought about how the war between the two countries might affect him.

"Maybe it will be more difficult for smuggling ships to come to Nolan? So the prices on the black market are going to rise again."

This was the most troublesome thing he could think of right now.

Finally it was Hathaway's turn. Before he could speak, Miss Magic asked:

"You're not going to summon us to do something, are you?"

".......Yes."

Hathaway admitted, then said before Miss Magic spoke again:

"I don't know why it is such a coincidence that everyone has such a thing. But my matter is neither dangerous nor difficult, yes, that's it."

After speaking, he asked:

"Do you know B-11-1-0299? It's [the story within the story]."

Everyone, including Jenkins, shook their heads. Jenkins really didn't know, but he didn't know what was going on with the others.

"Yes, the type B extraordinary event corresponding to this number is quite rare. To be more precise, this kind of event only occurs at the end of each era."

Chapter 1251 Chapter 1230 Hathaway’s Dice Game

Before others could refuse, Hathaway added at a very fast speed:

"But don't worry, this is not dangerous, even if the danger level is 1... Please listen to me explain. I found the information about this extraordinary event from the book. The reason why it is this danger level is not itself. Danger, but because its appearance means that the end of the era will definitely appear within three hundred years, so the church sets the danger level as 1... I cannot provide you with the ancient book I saw. , but you can use your channels to look up this number to determine whether what I said is true."

Seeing that the others no longer wanted to refuse immediately, she continued:

"This kind of incident belongs to category B rather than A, so it has a lot of detailed description. According to the records in the book, the performance of [the story within the story] is to put a lightless room with an area of ​​less than 20 feet by 20 feet (6 , transformed into a quiet room with only a wooden round table.

When this transformation occurs, no ordinary person except the Giver will have the ability to discover this room. In addition to the inability to see and touch the specific manifestations, there is also the inability to 'remember'.

After the room is transformed, an event will occur whenever 3 to 10 Gifters are present in the room at the same time and the door is closed. During this period, no one is allowed to enter or leave the room, and the grantors need to play a role-playing game in the room by throwing dice.

The specific rules of the game are only available in the room and can only be announced in the room. There will not be any danger in the game, but those who do not reach the end of the game will be forcibly removed from one ability. The giver who reaches the end of the game will be rewarded with at least two additional blank bubbles and a new ability, which is the basic reward. "

Jenkins was already hesitant. He originally planned to persuade Hathaway to give up such a dangerous game, but if this was really the case, it was well worth participating.

"I came across a game room like this and determined that it was indeed B-11-1-0299 [Story within a Story]. After the game is over, the room returns to normal, so there is only one chance. The format of the game is and participation Participants work together rather than compete with each other, so I hope to find trustworthy friends to participate. Are you interested?”

This incident numbered B-11-1-0299 sounds very interesting, and the rewards should be great. But again, no one took the initiative to join the action before confirming the authenticity and correctness of this number.

Although Jenkins wanted to agree to Hathaway immediately, doing so rashly would only make Hathaway more wary of Mr. Candle. So he kept his mouth shut and listened to the communication method Hathaway provided to everyone. Once the people involved were gathered, she would immediately start the [story within the story].

"I won't wait too long. It's risky to let a Class B extraordinary event stay in your hands."

Everyone expressed their understanding, but everyone had their own plans.

The next step was supposed to be the transaction, but Mr. Hood did not announce the start immediately, but asked Jenkins:

"Mr. Candle, do you have something you want to summon us to do? If so, why not bring it up now."

Obviously this sentence is making fun of other people's practices.

Jenkins shook his head quickly:

"No, although you have all made similar calls, I have been very free recently. I don't have anything important to do except feeding the cat on time every day."

He's not even in Nolan now.

Hearing these words, Hathaway thought of Jenkins again.

"That's fine."

Mr. Hood nodded:

"In this case, let's start the trading session. Oh, before that, I want to add that our information exchange session is definitely not for you to recruit people to take risks, so next time, please don't use similar summons as a Exchange of information. Let me emphasize again that the purpose of our gathering is to let everyone know more information, not to serve as a task release board!”

"Don't you want us to take part in the operation?"

More than one person thought this way, but out of concern for Mr. Hood's face, no one mentioned this fact.

The following item trading session also saw a situation that was different from the past. The first was Miss Magic. This time she took out a thin book wrapped in cardboard without a blank cover. This book was actually a catalog, which recorded rituals that she could trade.

"I've been short of gold pounds lately, and this is knowledge that can be sold."

she said.

Jenkins also looked at it with interest, and unexpectedly discovered that Miss Magic had quite a collection. Like everyone else, he selected some rituals that interested him. Among them, Hathaway was the most generous, spending 78 pounds in one go.

"Why does she bring so much cash with her when she goes out? This is very dangerous."

Jenkins thought anxiously, wishing he could tell Hathaway loudly now that this was an extremely imprudent approach.

Mr. Hood brought out a golden egg during the transaction, a solid gold egg. This does not mean that it is made of gold, but it means that the shell of this living egg is made of gold.

"Don't ask me where I got this from. I'd love to tell you what I've learned, but I have to keep it a secret from my friends. Is anyone interested? This egg can hatch a chick, and the chick will be born if It's a hen, and there is a certain chance that it can also lay golden eggs... Of course, my asking price will be very high. After all, just the pure gold shell of a golden egg is worth a lot of money. The war is coming, The price of gold has risen rapidly recently.”

Jenkins was very interested and even had the idea of ​​buying it and trying it out. But it was his cat that dissuaded him from this idea. It was absolutely impossible for Chocolate to agree to the appearance of a second pet in the house, even if the pet's function was only to lay eggs.

In the end, Mr. White Cat bought it, but he didn't have that much cash, so he could only propose to pay for it in other ways. The two of them walked from the branch road not far away to the mine tunnel on the other side and muttered for a while before returning. They didn't know what Mr. White Cat said.

After that, Hathaway offered to buy some [Witch's Kiss].

At the beginning of last winter, when Alexia first left Nolan, Jenkins traded a large batch of goods. Now even if those goods have not been used up, they should be about to expire, so there are such rewards even in the black market. Jenkins, who left Nolan a week ago, also knows this.

Chapter 1252 Chapter 1231 Confession (Part 1)

"I also want to find the original seller of [Witch's Kiss]. I have collected some information. All the [Witch's Kiss] that appeared in Nolan's winter were originally sold by a man late at night, and they were very cheap. The high-end red wine was still cheap, but the expensive ones were sold by black-hearted dealers. I thought the master who made those potions didn't care about money... but he never appeared again. I don’t know if he left Nolan or died in the disasters in the winter.”

After hearing Hathaway mention [Witch's Kiss], Miss Yindi also said with regret. Of course, the woman who lives alone uses [Witch's Kiss] not as a magic potion to make her happy, but because the potion can have a certain skin care effect.

Jenkins remained silent throughout the whole process. He would never let others know that he had sold those potions. He was a person who cared more about his reputation.

Before the party ended, Mr. Hood warned everyone to pay attention to safety recently. After the angel fell, as has been the norm in the past six months, a new cult organization will appear in the city and plan to cause big things.

Nolan's resident benefactors all know this, and because of this, people speculate that Nolan is the most important stage at the end of the era.

When Jenkins and Hathaway arrived at the mine, it could still be considered early morning. By the time everyone left in batches, the sun was already shining on the earth. Nolan in the middle of the continent has now fully entered spring. Compared with Loen in the north, the temperature is very different.

Jenkins calculated Hathaway's possible route into the city. After leaving the mine, he asked the unicorn to take him to the city first. Then he hired a carriage and waited at the street corner, while using the Eye of Truth to see from a distance. Watching Hathaway's route of action, he asked the driver to drive him to the appropriate location.

In the end, Jenkins successfully "encountered" Hathaway, which was in the middle of St. Roderick Street in the east of the city. When Hathaway passed an alley where a carriage was parked, she saw a familiar face stepping out of the carriage. Zhong looked at him.

The first reaction was of course disbelief, but then anger came to the fore.

She put her handbag in her arm, picked up her skirt and got into the car angrily. After Jenkins ordered the coachman to move towards the restaurant in the city and throw down the silencing spell, the red-haired lady finally couldn't help but ask:

"Jenkins, now, tell me, where have you been?"

She almost yelled, not caring about her ladylike image at all. Jenkins knew he was in the wrong, so he boldly hugged her, and waited until she had vented her anger before he began to explain his whereabouts these days.

Of course, everything can be traced back to the cat's paw of chocolate, and the same can be said for the subsequent Strange Land and Daybreak. When it came to Ruen, Jenkins hesitated for a moment and did not continue. Instead, he let go of Hathaway and looked into her eyes.

Her eyes were beautiful, but Jenkins’ face reflected in her eyes was distorting and shaking:

"I've hidden a lot of things from you."

"I know you've always been mysterious."

Hathaway said angrily, but after listening to Jenkins' explanation, she was not as angry as before.

"First of all, I want to make it clear that I am not an unregistered gifter. I am a scribe of the Church of the Sage..."

After saying this, she paused for a while, but there was no surprise on Hathaway's face.

"So? Is this important?"

The red-haired lady asked.

"Well, I'm sorry I lied to you before."

Jenkins's rhythm of speaking was disrupted, and he couldn't think of the right words for a while.

"Jenkins, I don't care how many secrets you have concealed, but at least, don't always lie to me, okay?"

Seeing Jenkins's tangled face, Hathaway snorted coldly. But in fact, her heart was not as calm as her face. She remembered what Mr. Candle mentioned half an hour ago, and the Williamite family. Now, Jenkins really has a church background. And the bishop of the diocese cannot be a gifter, which means that all the speculation about Jenkins' "bishop successor" in the past six months is false.