The Master of the Strange Realm

"Have you known for a long time that William is actually the illegitimate son of the Middleton family, and that I am actually qualified to inherit the crown of Fidictle?"

Dolores stood there not knowing how to respond, so she could only let Julia take her sister away first. Alexia sat on the sofa and put down the book she was holding:

"Yes, I already knew it. What do you want?"

She looked at Jenkins.

"I......"

Although he sounded like he was asking for help, in fact there was really nothing Jenkins could do.

He stopped talking and sat on the sofa holding his cat. Alexia shook her head and said:

"This is so immature. You are like a angry child now."

"Don't you know whether I am mature or not?"

Jenkins spoke in a rare racy tone. Alexia did not answer, but judging from her expression, she was treating Jenkins as a child, which made the tone in Jenkins' heart even more unpleasant.

"Sit down and talk about it. We're hiding this because we just don't think it's a good time to let you know the truth."

"Why?"

"Obviously, you don't want to be the king, so even if I tell you, it will only make you more troubled. Moreover, we have no way of knowing what the queen of Fidictry thinks, nor do we know the teachings of the Sage Church. Intention, so I will tell you everything after everything comes to light.”

"Alexia, have you ever noticed that you are not good at lying."

Jenkins’ priesthood of lies isn’t entirely useless:

"Tell me, what did you and Dolores do during the period after you got the truth?"

Her Royal Highness the Princess sat quietly on the small sofa on the side without saying a word. At this time, it was enough to have her teacher speak. She knew the teacher's wisdom.

"We have decided to marry you, so we also have the right to choose our future living environment."

The short lady said seriously.

"You want to be queen?"

Jenkins asked.

"is it not OK?"

Alexia asked.

"......sure."

Jenkins paused and replied that since they want to live together in the future, the living environment must be negotiated together, and he cannot force the girls to accept his lifestyle. Marriage and love are different. When there are many people, he needs to compromise with everyone.

"So you and Dolores both want me to take over the crown?"

"Yes."

Alexia nodded without hesitation, then chuckled and said:

"According to my understanding of you, you are unwilling to become the king because you think it will be troublesome."

It has to be said that she really knows Jenkins.

"Even a minor girl like Dolores is willing to shoulder the responsibility of the king, why can't you?"

she asked, and Jenkins immediately retorted:

"This is different, and for me, there are more important things to do."

"No, you just don't want to leave your familiar living environment. Think about it, Jenkins, if you really have a chance to take over the crown, you will definitely have more free time than being an apprentice in an antique shop."

She said, hugging Jenkins' neck and leaning on his shoulder:

"You just hate change, Jenkins."

"Meow~"

The cat on the knee meowed softly. It thought that the human woman was right, and the cat also wanted to live a better life, such as having a softer mat.

Jenkins turned to look into Alexia's eyes, and Alexia looked back at her. When the two looked at each other quietly, Dolores on the side felt that she shouldn't be here. She turned to look at Julia, and Julia coughed cooperatively.

"I admit what you said makes sense..."

Jenkins couldn't find a flaw in her logic, but he still didn't think he was going to be king. He had never planned to do so.

"You must become a king. Think about it, the end of the era is coming, and as a savior, you must be able to lead the people. Is it really possible for a savior without a partner to succeed? Even in your story , the brave man who defeated the devil has many friends who follow him. Unless you immediately become one of those great ones, no matter how powerful you are, you cannot solve some things, but worldly rights can. Jenkins, you definitely know better than me. at this point."

Chapter 1509 Chapter 1486 Jenkins’ Rejection (Part 2)

Alexia's explanation slightly moved Jenkins. He thought about it and agreed with this statement. He still doesn't know what the cataclysm at the end of the era was.

Maybe it is a concrete monster, and if you defeat it, everything will be fine; but it may also be a plague or even a phenomenon that cannot be concreted into a physical object, which cannot be solved by him alone. For example, he has always wanted to solve the air and pollution problems caused by the development of the steam industry. Unless he becomes the king of the kingdom, it will be difficult for him to completely solve it even if he is the Son of God.

"You're impressed by me."

Seeing that Jenkins didn't speak, Alexia smiled and said:

"You are thinking about what I said. Although you are very reluctant, you also admit in your heart that it makes sense."

Jenkins looked at her and was about to open his mouth when he heard Alexia continue:

"You want to say that you will fully support Dolores to win the crown, so that you will have enough rights around you. But have you ever thought about it? The disaster that affects the entire world can only be resisted by the power of one country. According to what you once said, you should unite all the forces that can be united, unite all the friends that can be united, and face the unknown future together. I think it makes sense for you to become a savior. It is difficult to find out now. You are a person who is qualified to aspire to the top power in both religion and secular world."

The short lady completely guessed what Jenkins was thinking. Seeing Jenkins' thoughtful expression, she added:

"Actually, you don't have to think about this issue now. After all, whether you can really get the crown is still completely uncertain. In my opinion, instead of thinking about your crown, it is better to think about Dolores' crown. If If you don't come today, I will go find you. Dolores's father asked all the children to go to the palace on Monday to ask questions, and each one is allowed to bring one adjutant. I think this requires your presence. "

"Are you sure you want me to go? I don't know much about Dolores' government affairs."

Jenkins said, then looked to Dolores to ask her what she thought.

"It must be you. I can tell you everything I can do. You need to tell me what I can't."

Her Majesty the Princess said, seeing that Jenkins was still confused, Alexia reminded:

"It means that your usual 'fantastic ideas' are now useful. Maybe you haven't even noticed how important knowledge you have."

In this way, the matter about the throne of Fedicli was never mentioned again that night.

(Chocolate Run...)

After leaving Blacktown, Jenkins noticed that chocolate became strange. This doesn't mean that the cute cat has become unlovable, but that the cat has become more willing to be close to Jenkins.

In fact, Chocolate was already a model among domestic pets in the past, but for some reason, after Jenkins left Blacktown, he always felt that the relationship between Chocolate and himself had further improved.

"That's not right. I already have a fiancée that I have decided to marry for life. Why do I still have such an illusion?"

Jenkins thought this as he woke up from the bed in the church room. He tilted his head and looked at the cat lying next to the pillow, trying to read the cat's thoughts from its sleeping face.

Today is Friday, and at the invitation of the Pope, Jenkins will attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the dedication of the cemetery. Although it may sound strange to cut the ribbon for such a facility, it is also a very important thing. People in this world also pay attention to their own affairs.

When riding a carriage out of the city with Pontev IV, Jenkins, who was worried, thought of something. There was only the sound of turning books in the originally spacious carriage. A question from Jenkins completely broke the tranquility of this moment:

"Has the church... known for a long time that our family is actually related to the Middleton family?"

Jenkins was absolutely right. After he asked the question, the old Pope's hand holding the book suddenly shook, which was rare for this strong old man.

"You knew already?"

Pontev IV was silent for two seconds, put down the book and asked.

"Yesterday I figured it out for some reason. I figured out why I appeared in Belduran at this time. I thought you wouldn't admit it."

"Jenkins, you are the holy son of the sage. I can't lie to anyone. This is disrespectful to the sage. Yes, the relationship between the Williamt family and the Middleton family was actually not long after you joined the company last year. , we found out when we did the usual background check that you were not the Holy Son at that time, but this still surprised us, after all, the issue of the succession to the throne had already begun at that time. "

The old man's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was calm.

"So, what is the attitude of the church?"

The carriage jolted, but apart from making the cat meow in dissatisfaction, it only caused the light in the carriage to start shaking. Jenkins' face was bright and dark due to the shaking of the light.

"The cardinals have discussed this matter, and we have also written to your father, Robert William, who is, after all, the head of your family. Before you knew it, he had been to Belduran I had a confidential conversation and we got an answer that everyone was happy with.”

The old man closed the book, and his old eyes looked at Jenkins's bright and dark eyes. Both of them had a very firm will, and also had their own beliefs and determination:

"We all agree that if the royal family does not have a suitable successor, then letting William, who has legal blood, take a step forward is a choice that is beneficial to the country, the church and your family."

"So who did you choose?"

Jenkins asked.

"Saint William, is there a second candidate who is more suitable than you?"

Pottfu IV asked. Seeing that Jenkins didn't speak, he asked again:

"Or are you actually unwilling to take over the crown?"

If it were this time yesterday, Jenkins would probably admit without hesitation that he had no such idea. But after being enlightened by Alexia in Loen yesterday, he didn't know what kind of choice he made was the most correct one.

"Sure enough, when your father and I were talking, he said that you might object to this decision. He thinks that you are not a person who is keen on power. Even though your personality has changed a lot in half a year, from the bottom of your heart, you have never been Unwilling to take on any responsibilities beyond their daily lives.”

"He's right."

Jenkins nodded and admitted that the original owner and him were very different in personality, but they were very similar in this aspect.

"But we don't have to worry. Everything has not been finalized yet. What decision the queen of the royal family will make in the end is actually the most critical. But I think you should foresee one thing, Saint William, if the queen is willing If you are asked to take the crown, will you refuse her?"

Chapter 1510 Chapter 1487 The Conversation of the Sons

Ponteff IV's question was based on an assumption, so it seemed a little more tactful. Jenkins thought for a while before shaking his head:

"If it were yesterday, I would have refused without hesitation, but now...although I will not take the initiative to fight for it, if the crown really falls on my head, I will not refuse."

He agreed with Alexia's statement that although he had to bear additional responsibilities, perhaps worldly rights were really needed for salvation. But he will never take the initiative to fight for it. It is a rare slack and let fate decide this matter.

"Yes, this idea is very reasonable. The church itself does not want to take the initiative to intervene in the change of secular political power or the change of royal power. All of this is guided by the sages. We just need to wait patiently."

Although the old pope did not express it directly, Jenkins could easily feel that the church actually wanted him or someone in his family to take over the throne. It is not difficult to understand. The Williamt family are all devout believers in the sage, while among the other heirs, even the believers in the sage are just dispensable and shallow believers.

Cutting the ribbon for a small cemetery is not a big deal. Even if important figures like the Pope and the Holy Son appear, it is just a common event. Just the fact that Jenkins was publicly at the pope's side, picking up the scissors with him, said a lot in itself. It was not just the internal members of the Sage Church who were present. Many people saw this scene in their eyes. Jenkins understood that the church’s arrangement was to allow him to further come to the forefront. After all, he was already a fifth-level (claimed) gifter. , he will soon accept the full responsibility and power of the Son.

It was already noon after returning from the cemetery in the suburbs. When I returned to the Holy See, I learned that another holy son of the church, Mr. Rudolf Boko, who is not sure how old he is, also returned this morning. City of Belduran. Jenkins had heard about this gentleman for a long time, so he sent a letter specifically to meet him. The meeting between the two took place in the afternoon of that day, in the inconspicuous prayer hall in the side hall of the main square of the Holy See.

The sage's holy symbol is hung on the wall opposite the door. Below it is a circular platform. On the platform is a small table with sacred scriptures. The long wooden chairs arranged neatly from the platform to the door were empty, except for Mr. Jenkins and Mr. Boko sitting in the first row.

He was a slightly fat man who looked very kind. His temperament was more like Mr. Goodman, Jenkins' neighbor, than the holy son of the church. Wearing a black formal suit that looked like he was going to attend a major party, and a flat black top hat commonly used by magicians, Jenkins looked much more serious than wearing casual clothes.

"I heard your name a long time ago, Jenkins, and I think it's probably okay for me to call you that. Even if you don't come to see me this time, I will come to see you. I've always wanted to talk to you. "

Mr. Boko said, not looking at Jenkins as they talked, but looking up at the Holy Emblem.

"Talk to me? Why?"

Jenkins asked, then saw the other person with his eyes closed and his head lowered, drawing the shape of the Holy Symbol on his chest.

"Do you know at what age I became the Son?"

The middle-aged man did not answer Jenkins' question, but instead raised a new question.

"I remember Dad Oliver talking about...32 years old?"

"Yes, although it is much later than you, it is also an extremely rare young age in the history of the church. It was about thirty years ago. I studied the traditions of ancient missionaries, and I was alone with only one person. This holy scripture walked alone from the west coast of the road to the east coast of the mainland, that is..."

Jenkins has heard this story. In fact, every saint who can become a saint must have completed some great deeds that favored the gods. Except for "lucky people" like Jenkins, attracting God's attention and favor are all indispensable to luck, hard work, perseverance and talent.

"You are younger and stronger than me."

"No, I'm not better than you."

Holy Son Boko is a genuine demigod-level benefactor, and a rare ninth-level demigod. This is the pinnacle that humans can reach. At least Jenkins has never heard of a tenth-level demigod. Maybe it has happened in history, but definitely not in this era.

"I'm not referring to our own power. Far away from Beldiran, I discovered that there is an extra person in the Holy See who is as powerful as the sun."

"I do not quite understand you."

Jenkins suspected that he had seen something, but this was impossible. The ninth-level demigod was only a mortal after all. Unless he died on the spot and was promoted to an angel, he would never be able to see Jenkins' true nature.

"If the grace given to us by the sage is like a flame that never goes out in the darkness, allowing us to help the world light up a small part of the world; then the divine grace in you is like the sun, not only in the dark Illuminating yourself in the world also illuminates everyone who is willing to lean on you and everyone who is unwilling to get close to you.”

The middle-aged man explained slowly, still not looking at Jenkins' face.

"I still don't understand..."

"Even though we are all Sons of God, we are completely different. Maybe you haven't realized this yet, but you and I are as different as I am from ordinary believers. Even if the church never mentions the gods' role in specific There are preferences among believers, but this is the fact. Compared with any holy son I know, you are the true chosen one who walks the world on behalf of gods.”