The Master of the Strange Realm

Dolores asked with a blushing face before leaving. Her sister looked at Jenkins expectantly from the side. Jenkins looked at Alexia with some confusion, and when she saw her subtle nod, he gave the answer that he could go.

Nolan is now busy in the morning. Except for idlers like Jenkins, most people living in this city have already breathed in the haze and started working under the dark sky.

Compared with the cold in Loen, Nolan in April was already a standard spring. It is a pity that Nolan City does not have the habit of planting street trees, otherwise this point would be better reflected.

Jenkins put on his black robe and stood under the professor's apartment. He looked up at the green ivy climbing on the outer wall and lamented how time flies.

Most of the apartments on this street were rented apartments provided by Nolan First College for teachers at low prices more than ten years ago. Later, the ownership changed several times, and most of the houses have nothing to do with the teachers of the college.

Professor Burns bought the apartment with full payment early. He was very wise in doing so, because since he bought it, the house prices in the nearby street have increased at least three times.

"James...James? Oh, come up quickly, you are here so early."

After knocking on the door, the professor quickly opened the door. Because he had agreed to appear in clothes and a hat when he appeared again, the professor recognized Jenkins immediately. He just looked at the chocolate held by Jenkins in confusion, wondering why the cat was here.

This four-story apartment including a loft belongs to the professor, and he lives alone in the empty house. Unlike his father, whose marital status is unknown, the professor has long been married and has children. However, his wife died young and the children all have decent jobs in other places, so the professor's life is considered leisurely.

"Have you had breakfast? Do you want some toast? I just bought a toaster recently. It has no other disadvantages except that it cannot be connected to the steam pipe and can only have a small external steam bladder."

The professor was talking about the brass-colored machine he placed on the kitchen table. Because it was newly purchased, the metal was very clean and reflected a soft halo under the gas lamp.

"I've eaten and I'm very full."

Jenkins politely declined.

"How is the food at Loon Church? A few years ago, I took my students to do rescue excavations near Loon. We all thought the food there was very greasy."

"I don't live at a church, I live at...a friend's house."

After thinking about it, they still didn't reveal Dolores's identity, because if they explained it, they wouldn't have to do anything else this morning.

"Female friend?"

The professor asked suddenly. Seeing Jenkins blushing immediately, the old man also had an ambiguous smile on his face.

After sitting down in the living room, they began to talk about what happened last night. Because of their identities as scribes, the professor and the old librarian immediately attracted the attention of the church when they arrived at Carfax Field.

The church clerk in the police station reported the situation, and then a team of scribes followed the professor to the backyard of the Nolan Public Library where the incident occurred to check the situation.

Because there have been so many catastrophic events in the city in the past six months, the church has been completely overwhelmed. Along with the team's departure, there was also an astrologer from the [Starry Sky and Equilibrium Church] who was temporarily invited. She deduced the whereabouts of the escaped mysterious man based on the stars, and then raided the night with the night watch team. In the early morning, they captured three illegal benefactors, destroyed their special stronghold, and seized...

"Wait a minute, you don't need to tell me these formulaic details. Are you saying that everything was settled last night?"

Jenkins asked in surprise while holding the teacup.

"Of course, this matter is just mortals participating in mortal planning and has nothing to do with monsters or evil gods. What trouble can there be?"

The professor shrugged his shoulders and then added:

"It's just that according to the correspondence that was searched, those three people belong to an organization called [Tree House]. I have never heard of this organization. Is it a sect affiliated with a certain evil god? But I have seen a 17 Ji’s slate seems to record an organization with the same name, it must be a coincidence.”

"tree house?"

Jenkins was even more surprised.

"Do you know this organization?"

The professor raised his eyebrows.

"I have no idea I have no idea."

He shook his head hastily. He didn't want the professor to be involved in the struggle of an organization like this lunatic. Since the church didn't tell the professor about the tree house, he'd better not tell him, otherwise he would definitely be asked about the origin of the information.

As for the stone slab with five circular depressions, it was identified as an ordinary item. Even if the mysterious treehouse organization hired people to snatch it, it was really an ordinary item, just like what Jenkins’ eyes had concluded.

Out of caution, the church did not draw a hasty conclusion, but asked the secret keeper to identify and differentiate more carefully. Eventually even the traces like cat claw scratches on it were deciphered, but the slate was really just a slate.

"Those carvings are indeed words, spelling out two words. The secret keeper doesn't know whether to understand it from left to right or from right to left, but when translated, they mean [poetry] and [disaster] respectively. ”

The professor said, and then told Jenkins that the stone slab was finally completely broken down and restored by the gifter who had the ability to control stones, confirming that this thing was really a stone. Now it is placed behind the [Gate of All Things]. According to the rules of the Sage Church, all items that may be numbered items but cannot be identified will be stored for a long period of time to ensure the accuracy of the identification.

"This is really an unforeseen disaster. Poor old Sifu was really frightened. After he signed the confidentiality agreement last night, he immediately packed up and prepared to leave Nolan. He already took the train this morning and his pile of belongings were all gone. Handled to me."

Originally, after ordinary people witnessed the supernatural, the confidentiality agreement signed stipulated that they could not leave the parish area for a period of time. But this time the situation was quite special, and with the professor as a guarantor, Old Man Seaver's "activity area" was changed to the city on the east coast of the mainland. He should be happy that there is a Sage Church there, otherwise the procedures would be more complicated.

"So, did the benefactors of the mysterious organization say why they were looking for that stone slab?"

Jenkins pressed on.

"No, they just received orders from their superiors. We can confirm this from the letters we found. As for the superiors of those three people, it seems that they are not in Nolan. According to them, the one named [Tree House] The organization suffered heavy losses in this city last year, and its current focus is on the Kingdom of Hampavo and the Kingdom of Chesland. For the sake of safety, there are only three of them lurking locally, and they have always maintained a single line of communication with their superiors... It is illegal now. Are all organizations so cautious? "

The professor murmured in confusion and did not see the complicated expression on Jenkins' face.

The slate matter has come to an end here, at least for now. After writing down the things related to the tree house and saying goodbye to the professor, Jenkins did not return to Loen because the girls had their own things to do during the day. Even if he went back, he would have nothing to do but face boring documents, so he thought I want to go to Privet Drive to see my family.

Across the entire city to the affluent area in the east of Nolan, Privet Drive is still so peaceful and peaceful. Because it was Thursday, the eldest brothers, Robert and Little William, went to work, the youngest went to school, and only Mary was at home.

Jenkins pretended to be a fat woman walking a cat, and when he followed the well-behaved Chocolate outside the house, Mary was instructing the servants to mow the lawn. Spring is here, the grass in the yard begins to grow wildly, and in the memory of the original owner, Mary would plant new flowers in the yard every spring, which is a good sign for the beginning of the new year.

Chapter 1290 Chapter 1269 William's Past (Three Brothers)

It was enough to take a look at Privet Drive from a distance. Jenkins planned to visit again after returning from Loen. He continued to pretend to be a fat woman, following his walking cat, planning to leave from the intersection in front, and then saw his father walking towards him.

He was just a little short of saying hello to his father, but luckily he responded in time. The moment the two passed by, Jenkins felt that his heart was about to jump out. After missing him, he was extremely worried that the father behind him would suddenly shout "Jenkins".

But fortunately, it didn't. The appearance of the fat woman now makes it difficult for people to think of the young writer.

Rather than just passing by, Jenkins was more willing to believe that his father was here to visit the Williams family. He was extremely curious about what his father wanted to say, so after turning the corner, he changed his image with the cat again. This time he became a salesman wearing a cheap suit and carrying a suitcase. He stood far away under the street light pole and pretended Looking at the road is actually looking at the two people inside and outside the fence.

It seemed that Dad was not here to see Mary, so he could only come to see Robert. In order to prevent being discovered by his father with sensitive senses, Jenkins stood a little far away, so he couldn't hear what they said clearly. I just saw my father and Mary talking for a few words. After Mary shook her head, my father took out a folded piece of paper and handed it to Mary, and then left.

"So what's on that piece of paper?"

Jenkins was extremely curious, but rashly broke into other people's houses...

"No, that's my home too. Although I moved out, I still have my room."

Throwing away the psychological baggage, he walked around the nearby neighborhood with peace of mind, then climbed into the yard from the backyard, opened the door with the key of the back door hidden in the flower bed, and entered the home.

There was no one in the house, the hostess and the servants were all in the front yard, and the piece of paper was casually placed on the corner of the dining table when Mary took off her gloves just now.

Bending over to prevent being seen by people outside the window, he crouched and walked furtively. The cat behind him followed him with small steps, observing Jenkins' ridiculous movements.

"Shh~"

The man suddenly turned his head and said to the cat. The cat looked around to confirm that it was talking to him, but it didn't make any sound at all.

It took some time to "move" it under the corner of the dining table. Maintaining a squatting posture, he quickly raised his right hand to touch the edge of the table, and after touching the page, he pulled it off. After opening it, I took a look and temporarily imprinted it in my mind like a painting, and then quickly appeared in the [Book of Memories].

Then he raised his hand to put the paper back in place, raised his left foot while still squatting, twisted his waist and turned around quickly with his right foot as the center of gravity, then turned over neatly towards the kitchen door and left the room.

After a few seconds, he poked his head out again and waved to the cat standing at the corner of the table. Chocolate, who was staring at the soft white bread on the stove in a daze, quickly followed him out.

All in all, the operation went very smoothly, and no one saw Jenkins. After he came out, he remembered that he should put a phantom outside in advance, so that he wouldn't have to run out so hard.

Far away from Privet Drive, Jenkins changed his image for an unknown number of times in the alley, then found a cafe to sit down and check the specific contents of the [Book of Memories].

The handwriting clearly belonged to my father, and the beginning also showed that the recipient of the letter was Robert. The letter was only half a page long. It started with the usual greetings, the second paragraph talked about Jenkins' business trip to work in Loon, and the last sentence mentioned Hathaway and Britney. The third paragraph is slightly longer:

[Regarding that matter, the big shots in Beldiran have not yet made a decision, but the day will not be far away. Robert, I think someone must have had more or less contact with you in recent months, and you will probably understand that that day is coming. I don't want to disturb your family's life, but this is not something our generation has decided. As for the attitude of the church that you are concerned about, His Majesty the Pope personally sent a letter. The original is kept by the bishop in the church. You can pick it up when you have time. But now that Willamette has four, have you made your decision? 】

"What do you mean? How come my father has contact with the Holy See? Is there anything important that he needs to consider the opinion of the Holy See? Moreover, the Pope actually wrote to him personally..."

He immediately suspected that the matter between himself and Dolores had been revealed to Nolan's relatives. If you think about it this way, something seems wrong.

Jenkins racked his brain and couldn't figure out what they were talking about. So I saved the contents of the letter in the [Book of Memories], and planned to ask Alexia for her opinion after returning, or to ask Robert personally after returning to Nolan.

Based on what he and the original owner knew about his father, Robert was not the kind of person who liked hiding secrets. If you don't ask, Robert will keep the secret on the grounds of "you didn't ask me, why should I tell you?" But if you do ask, he will usually tell it as long as it doesn't involve issues of principle.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the coffee that the waiter had just brought and took a sip. He is still not used to the taste of coffee. Even though people like this refreshing drink, Jenkins still prefers boiled water or tea.

It's only ten o'clock now, so far, his affairs in Nolan have been dealt with. Apart from keeping an eye on Hathaway's "Dice Game", Mr. White Cat's cousin-finding revelation next Monday, and Miss Magic's sweater pattern magazine, he basically doesn't need to care about Nolan's side of things.

"But I still have to come to see Hathaway frequently. I am currently in Loen. If I don't come to see her often, she may think that I am an unreliable person."

With this thought in mind, he patted away Chocolate's little paw. Of course he couldn't just order a drink when he came to the cafe, so the cat took a fancy to the small desserts on the table.

"I remember last month, your appetite was obviously very bad. Why has it become like this recently that you want to eat everything?"

He asked his cat, but of course the cat couldn't answer him.

In line with the principle of not wasting, I wanted to finish this cup of coffee and then go back to Loen to find something to do, but halfway through the drink I frowned and noticed that the woman at the table next to me looked familiar.

After thinking for a long time, I realized that it was Miss Capet. It was not that Jenkins suffered from amnesia, but that this woman had deliberately disguised herself. It was difficult to recognize her just by looking at her face. It was her silhouette that was so familiar to Jenkins, but he had forgotten where he had seen it, that exposed her identity.

"What a coincidence."

Jenkins murmured in his mind, picked up the knife and cut the delicate cake on the plate, then inserted a small piece with a fork and put it into his mouth. Listening to the sound of him chewing, the cat swallowed and was almost going crazy.

"The last time we met, I promised to go with her to inquire about Miss Knight's Dragon Vein Awakening. However, once we went to Loen, everything was delayed."

The culprit was of course chocolate. The paw that kicked over the bottle would be remembered by Jenkins for many years together with the memory of the humiliation when he turned into a Jenkins mouse.

The woman did not come to the cafe alone. When Jenkins finished handling the cake and was deciding whether to give up the coffee, the man who came in through the door sat down opposite Miss Capet.

That person is also an acquaintance, Mr. Greif, the Holy Son of the [Church of Creation and Mechanism]. He dressed equally low-key, and even when he sat down, he did not take off the hat on his head.

The two people spoke very softly, completely covered by the sound of the accordion in the corner of the cafe. Jenkins held the magazine and watched them with squinting eyes. At the end of the conversation, Mr. Greif pushed a metal box to Miss Cape, then got up and left.

"Strange, I thought Mr. Greif had left Nolan a long time ago. Aren't the Holy Sons whose identities are publicized like this usually very busy? And if he stays in Nolan, won't the local church protest?"

With doubts in her heart, she saw Miss Capet, who was alone again, looking at the metal box in front of her in a daze. Then he carefully pressed the square on top of the box. After a click, the sound of gears rapidly meshing and rotating came from inside the box. A few seconds later, a small drawer popped out from the side of the metal box, and Miss Cape took out the pendant from the drawer.

It was an irregular piece of metal, like an unprocessed industrial part, with mottled rust on the copper color. Jenkins couldn't tell what it was. A thin rope tied the piece of metal junk. Miss Cape picked it up very seriously, then lowered her head and tied it around her neck.

"Hmm... a little familiar... huh? This seems to be..."

He had never seen similar objects of the same shape, but he had seen things with similar materials, colors and volumes. Two months ago, he stayed in the city of Shire for a week in order to explore the cemetery in Shire that had obtained divinity. Many episodes happened during this period, and one of the small things was seeing the grave of "another Williamette".

The deceased old man actually had no blood relationship with Nolan's Williamette. He was just an adopted son. But among the relics that the landlord threw to Jenkins, there was a metal pendant that the old man cherished very much before his death. It was something passed down by the real Williamette.

Later, when I returned to Nolan, I learned from Robert that there were three similar pendants in total, which were divided among the three brothers by the great-grandfather of the three Jenkins brothers, that is, Robert's grandfather. Robert's piece was inherited by the youngest son, and William of Shire was the second brother.

As for Robert's uncle, the oldest of the three brothers, he took his family away from the city where William's family used to live long before the outbreak of the plague thirty years ago, and lost contact long before Robert fled to Nolan.

PS: The first two pieces of metal involve Chapters 850 and 879.

Chapter 1291 Chapter 1270 Decline of Nolan

"But how is this possible? How could the last piece of metal be in Miss Cape's hands?"

Jenkins looked at Miss Cape in surprise as she hung the piece of metal on her chest, and suspected that the coffee he drank had been added with hallucinogenic ingredients. He was very sure that the piece in Miss Cape's hand had the same source as the two pieces he owned. He was an apprentice in an antique shop and had a fairly thorough observation of the color and texture of the objects.

He was confused, and the more he looked at the woman's profile, the more familiar she looked. Soon, Jenkins finally figured it out. It was exactly the same as his profile in the mirror. The familiarity did not come from others, but from himself.

"Miss Cape... is she my cousin?"

Dad talked about Miss Cape's life experience. She was an orphan adopted by the [Church of All Things and Nature] and lived in the church since she was a child. She was somewhat similar to Finnie. If you exclude the possibility that the metal pendant was picked up from somewhere else, then the possibility that she is a relative of the Williamite family is very high.

It looks similar to the descendants of the second brother among the three brothers, and the descendants of the eldest brother also suffered an accident.

"But how could this be? Miss Cape..."

He couldn't help but press his forehead, and then suddenly let go:

"Wait, is she a relative of the Williamite family? What does it have to do with me?"

Thinking carefully, it seems that there is no relationship, except that you have to write an extra greeting card at the end of each year. So he turned the pages of the magazine in his hand and pretended to continue reading, thinking in his heart that Miss Cape's name would probably be on the booklet left by Miss Bronion.

"This is really interesting. When I come back from Loon, I must tell my family about this. They will definitely be very happy."

In such a good mood, he drank all the coffee in the cup in one breath, and then choked because the sugar at the bottom was not stirred.

He coughed several times, and even the guests behind him suspected that he had spring flu. Jenkins hurriedly apologized to the people around him, and then called the waiter to prepare for the bill.

Seeing that the sun was still early, he went to the Nolan Post Office before returning to Loon, wanting to see the wall where the stone slab "Doomsday Poem" was found. But because it was under repair recently, the wall had been demolished, and Jenkins could not see anything.

He was still curious about the stone slab, so after entering the alley, he used [Reading] to construct an identical stone slab, wanting to see if he could find some new clues.

It was just that this stone slab had just appeared, and Jenkins felt something was wrong. He stopped and frowned at the stone he held in one hand, trying to capture the different feeling he had just had.

That feeling was very strange. When the stone slab in his hand was shaped according to the original shape, he felt that he had "completed the manufacturing".

Just like the difference between painting on the canvas with a brush for ten minutes and painting a tree for ten minutes, Jenkins' feeling of making this stone slab was not "I made something meaningless", but "I made something unique".

"What is this strange feeling?"

He asked himself, then threw the stone upward and smashed it with a punch. Then he continued walking, and then [read] out the same stone slab again. Sure enough, after the stone slab was formed, that wonderful feeling appeared again.

"It's not an illusion."