The Master of the Strange Realm

He steeled himself, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"I will keep the promise between us."

Jenkins said again. This time Salsi II did not speak anymore. Instead, he clenched his fists and put them to his mouth and coughed a few times. Then he called the attendants arranged by the church to help him to a side room.

Jenkins can only control one-half of the life, old age, illness and death of mortals. The god of death is calling Salhi II, which Jenkins cannot stop. He watched with some emotion as the old king disappeared around the corner of the corridor, and then he greeted everyone and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he smiled at Dolores, grabbed the chocolate in his little paws and shook it at her to say goodbye, but this did not make Dolores feel any better.

In just one night, the succession to the throne of the Northern Kingdom had come to an end. This happened much faster than Jenkins expected. Although he had already thought that Dolores must be the winner, no matter what, it ended with such an ending. It was not very good, but it was not bad either.

He left the buildings by the lake with a somewhat dull mood, and after playing with the cat on his shoulder for a while, his mood finally improved.

Looking towards the giant tree in the center of the forest, behind the light green spirit of life that filled the space, the light spots representing Miss Bevanna and Alexia still stayed in place. It seemed that the conversation was not over.

I had nothing to do, so I thought about looking for Sigrid, but I didn't know if she was in the forest today. He took a running start and then rushed upwards, hugging the trunk and climbing to the top of the tree with great effort. After finding a good viewing angle, we looked at the lush forest in front of us from the top of the tree.

But Jenkins didn't see his distant cousin. Instead, he actually saw Mr. Hood's light spot.

At this time, Mr. Hood is located in the swamp area in the west of the Evergreen Forest. Due to terrain reasons, the church has not established a group of buildings or settlements nearby.

A middle-aged man wearing a black robe that was extremely conspicuous in the daytime stood panting in the mud and leaned against the tree behind him. Although the tree is not big, together with the nearby tree canopy, it can also provide Mr. Hood with shade from the dazzling sun.

He was breathing heavily, and at the same time he did not forget to look around. Mr. Hood knew very well what the consequences would be if he was caught by the church and broke in privately.

Suddenly a green leaf fell in front of his eyes, but Mr. Hood didn't care. This was a forest, and it was normal to have fallen leaves. But then there was a soft meow above the head. The middle-aged man immediately raised his head and saw a young man sitting on a high branch smiling at him.

Mr. Hood froze, his heart throbbing with fear. But then he saw the cat standing on the branch of a tree wagging its tail. Even from a squinting perspective, Mr. Hood recognized the cat.

"Mr. Candle?"

He took two steps back to get further away from the tree in order to better distinguish the cat's appearance, and the voice contained the feeling of joy after being chased by a big octopus in the deep sea, and suddenly woke up and found that it was just a dream.

"It's me, long time no see~"

Jenkins, who was disguised, laughed, then grabbed the cat and jumped down from the tree. The soil under his feet was soft, and even with the bonus of [Cat's Elegance] landing skills, he still left two clear shoe prints on the spot.

"Long time no see, Mr. Hood. If Miss Magic hadn't asked my friend to tell me some time ago that you had suspended our party because of your right hand, I would have thought something had happened to you. The party has not been held for a long time. I even miss those days when we hung out together late at night.”

He said in a brisk tone.

"Long time no see, Mr. Candle."

The hood said hello, subconsciously covering his right arm, but looking around alertly:

"How did you appear above me? I've been looking around and didn't see anyone coming...Have you been sitting here all this time?"

"No, I jumped over from the tree next to it."

Jenkins stretched out his finger to show it to Mr. Hood, and then smiled:

"The forest was happy to protect me and help me disguise myself, so you didn't notice that I was normal."

Although Jenkins has never shown his true face so far, the two are very good friends, so there is no need to engage in tedious pleasantries and just get to the point of the conversation.

Jenkins was curious about the reason why Mr. Hood appeared here, and Mr. Hood did not hide this:

"Since you heard something from Miss Magic, you should also know that there is something wrong with my right hand."

Chapter 1729 Chapter 1702 Robotic Arm

Mr. Hood talked about his physical condition, and even took the initiative to expose his arms under his robe, and then rolled up the sleeves of his long-sleeved shirt so that Jenkins could directly see his arms.

From the appearance, there is nothing abnormal in the shape and size of this arm, except that the section from the elbow to the arm is blue, as if it is on the verge of necrosis due to insufficient blood supply. If you look closely, there seems to be a black line under the skin, but the elbow The skin color from the palms down to the palms is normal.

"Many years ago, my arm was cut off directly, and I almost died. An elder who was proficient in healing saved me, but the arm was separated for too long and I could not reattach it with the power of life. "

Mr. Hood said with a wry smile. He had taken off his hood, revealing his sweaty face. This kind of weather was not suitable for wearing such airtight clothes.

"But whether you are an ordinary person or a gifted person, it is very inconvenient to have no right arm. Later, I found a friend to use some special methods to deal with the amputated arm, and then achieved a certain degree of grafting of the severed limb. You see, it looks very good, and you can’t tell the difference from the original one. My wife and I have lived together for such a long time, and she has never noticed anything wrong with my right hand... But some time ago, I dealt with Mr. White Cat When the incident happened, wasn’t it because I was accidentally involved in a strange situation, so my arm was injured? I thought it wouldn’t be a big problem, but I didn’t expect it to turn out like this in the end.”

He tried to move his right arm with abnormal skin color, and Jenkins heard the abnormal sound of metal bending:

"Is this arm a robotic arm?"

he asked a little warily.

"No, it's not entirely a mechanical structure. Because my original arm was well preserved and not completely necrotic, so when preparing the new arm, I carried out a certain degree of mechanical modification on the original arm, adding thin steel cables, gears, The bearing and lever structure. It has not had any problems for so many years. The doctor who performed the surgery on me has already left Nolan. Now that it has problems, I can only find a way to solve it myself. "

Mr. Hood has been trying to figure out how to solve his arm problem since Jenkins was still at Loen. But instead of making any progress, the problem with his arm is getting worse. When Jenkins first returned to Nolan and met him and Mr. White Cat on the night of the dragon game, the arm was at least functional, but now it could barely bend.

Finally, after some detours, Mr. Hood's acquaintances in the black market contacted craftsmen from the Church of Creation and Mechanism who had recently arrived in Nolan, and spent a large amount of money to get one of them to agree to try treatment for Mr. Hood.

This is where they planned to meet, and Mr. Hood was just waiting for that person to come.

After understanding the cause and effect, Jenkins also tried to check Mr. Hood's right arm. According to Mr. Hood's description, that arm is not a purely mechanical structure, but an organic combination of machinery and flesh and blood.

But that's not using technology similar to that of the Gear Craftsmen Guild, using disgusting means to mix flesh and blood into gear bearings. Mr. Hood merely repaired some bones with mechanical parts and replaced the severed nerves with special alloys.

Neither of them could explain the principle clearly, but at least the arm was "alive" and not a dead thing that was simply manipulated.

"What is the origin of the doctor who treated you? Is it still possible to find him now?"

Jenkins asked pretending not to care while testing the condition of his arm with the Spirit of Life. He got the answer immediately. Mr. Hood still remembered that the doctor at that time was a believer in the "God of Nobles and Order" and had the same belief as Miss Silver Flute.

[The God of Nobles and Order] is a quite powerful pseudo-god, but its power lies not in the broad coverage of the core priesthood [Nobility], but in the [Order] priesthood. Order is the cornerstone of human civilization and even any civilization, and is an important reason for the longevity of intelligent races. Although many gods, including the [God of Destiny and Law] Hermit of Destiny, have priesthoods related to [Order], if we talk about the [God of Order], then it must be the false god [The God of Nobles and Order]. God], even believers in destiny do not object to this.

Jenkins was relieved to hear that the doctor from many years ago was a believer in this false god. The God of Order is an absolute good god. He is quite ancient and powerful, and his followers and sects have absolutely no connection with the Gear Craftsmen Guild.

So I safely conducted further inspections for Mr. Hood, but the detection of the Spirit of Life revealed that the situation was not optimistic. Due to the damage to the mechanical part, the normal flesh and blood tissue has also suffered a considerable degree of necrosis. If Mr. Hood hadn't often gone to his elder, the old elf, for treatment, I am afraid that the arm would have been unable to be saved by now.

"I can't deal with an injury of this magnitude. The problem with this arm is not the flesh and blood part. I'm afraid you still need someone who is proficient in mechanical repair to help."

After obtaining Mr. Hood's consent, Jenkins carefully cut a small opening in his arm and filled it with a large tulip seed (note).

After careful activation with life force, the flower seeds did not grow in the arm, but contained the life spirit input by Jenkins. Then Jenkins adjusted the vitality of the flower seeds to be consistent with the vitality of the arm, ensuring that when needed, Mr. Hood can always use the vitality in the seeds to prevent complete necrosis of the arm, and at the same time, the large seed will not affect the normal function of the arm. use.

"That's all I can do for the time being. I'm not proficient in mechanical repairs."

After doing this, Jenkins said regretfully, but Mr. Hood was already very satisfied. At least there was no pain in his right arm now, and he could bend it to a certain extent. Although it was not a cure, at least his adventure into the evergreen forest today was not completely fruitless.

After that, Mr. Hood had to meet the appointed craftsman. As a stranger, Jenkins couldn't stay long, so he left quickly. Before they separated, Mr. Hood also asked Jenkins to be careful. Now, it is not new news that believers of lies are interviewing the Orthodox Church. At this time, as a member of believers of lies, Mr. Hood thinks that it is very dangerous for Mr. Candle to break into this place.

"Don't worry, I have an appointment."

He said vaguely, then waved to his friend as a farewell, and then disappeared behind the jungle trees with his cat.

In the end, Jenkins still failed to find his distant cousin. Later, he asked the benefactors of the Church of Nature and learned that she went to the city to sell flowers with other nuns from the church today.

Sigrid and Jenkins mentioned this matter once, but they didn't expect it to happen this time. It was a pity that they didn't meet, but it was not a big deal.

In addition, Jenkins also saw that the Church of Nature seemed to be trying to cultivate its own tulip varieties in the Evergreen Forest. They also have the ability to promote plant growth, but it is not as convenient as Jenkins, and they can't achieve several generations of plant replacement in half an hour like he did without any burden.

Therefore, the cultivation work of the church was very difficult, but they did not give up. Jenkins pretended to be curious and asked about it, only to find out that the Church of Nature had also noticed the recent changes in the flower market in Nolan City. But they did not connect this matter with the financial scam at all, but instead saw the business opportunities in it, so they had the current idea.

Miss Befanna and Alexia's conversation lasted longer than Jenkins thought. He came to the forest with Alexia in the afternoon, but it was late at night when the conversation ended.

The two women talked for seven hours without even having dinner. But the conversation went smoothly, and that night the Twelve Orthodox Church issued a notice to accept Alexia Miller as a popular demigod. Alexia did not do anything bad, and she was recommended by Jenkins. In addition, the end of the era made the material world in urgent need of more power, so the demigod of unknown origin was easily accepted by the Orthodox Church.

Although she will need to report her position regularly in the future and obey the command of the church when necessary. But Alexia is definitely going to marry Jenkins, and these requirements are nothing, and the church is unlikely to actually execute them.

Alexia's problem is easy to solve, but the problem of the Northern Kingdom's royal family is huge. First of all, three demigods from the tree house appeared last night, and the [Snowman Legion] that was supposed to be destroyed by the God of Lies reappeared. In addition, Salshi II admitted very frankly that he was guided by ancestors who were suspected to be outside the world. Each of these things is a big trouble.

The church has been investigating the tree house. Now, according to the information from the Church of Destiny, they have learned the clues of [Uncrowned King] and King Soul, and they are not surprised that the tree house appeared in Loen City. But the problem is that Salshi II accepted the help of the tree house, and his eldest son has an unclear connection with that organization. If these two were ordinary people, it would be enough for them to be imprisoned by the church for life.

Regarding the Snowman Legion, the church cannot ask the [God of Lies], and the Snowman Legion cannot be found now. So for the time being, it is believed that this is a special situation at the end of the era, which caused some weird things that should have disappeared to reappear, and these weird things happened to be used by the tree house in unknown means.

In view of the fact that similar strange things have revived in the broken and mottled records of the past era, no one doubts that the Snowman Legion is a trap set by Jenkins and Alexia. But since the Snowman Legion can revive for the first time, it is possible to revive for the second time. Therefore, the situation in the North Country is not optimistic. Jenkins heard from the worried Miss Befanna that there is a shortage of manpower everywhere now, and the church is considering whether to continue to concentrate so many elites in Nolan in the future. After all, every corner of the material world is not peaceful now.

As for the ancestors mentioned by Salshi II, just like the king of the North Country believes, the church cannot use any means to prove that they really appeared. Now the mirror where the ancestors appeared is broken, and the chessboard where everyone played against each other last night has become a mortal object. The church can't guess who Salshi II saw.

So the current focus of the investigation of this matter is still on the tree house. The church believes that it can rely on the three corpses that are now being urgently transported from the North Country to Nolan to find new clues.

PS: I checked the tulip seeds, this thing is really big.

Chapter 1730 Chapter 1703 Death of the Heir

At the end of the 18th century, in the "Stormy Event" of Nolan, so far, the king of the Kingdom of Cheslan and the king of the Kingdom of Hampavo have clear evidence of contact with and use of the mystery. The former appeared in public on the second day of the church's investigation and unexpectedly announced that he had decided on his heir.

It was Friday morning in front of the City Hall. People attending the meeting came here in the morning haze and dew, and reporters stood behind the cordon with the curious citizens, waiting for the bigwigs to pass by here.

Salhi II, who appeared with Dolores, got off the carriage and walked up the steps in front of the City Hall under the guidance of the servants, but turned around at the end of the steps and did not enter the door.

He stood on the carpet of the steps of the City Hall with his daughter, and Queen Isabella and Tarquin the Proud, who arrived early, looked over here from the window on the second floor of the City Hall.

After coughing twice to quiet everyone down, the nobles and officials of the Kingdom of Hampavo who participated in the talks received the news in advance and stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting.

In this way, Salhi II unexpectedly announced his successor, which also meant that Dolores would become the first queen of the Kingdom of Hampavo.

Even the Nolan Daily, which never publishes supplements, urgently published the supplement of the day at ten o'clock in the morning, delivering the big news announced in the morning to all parts of the city. At the same time, people who took trains to all parts of the world also spread the news to the world. This was the second major event that happened in Nolan after the armistice between Fidictelli and Cheslan. No one expected that Salshi II would make such an abrupt decision.

But although it was abrupt, there were not many voices of opposition in Hampavo. Even the officials and nobles who accompanied him to Nolan did not oppose the king's decision. Salshi II's prestige and iron-blooded methods were enough to suppress his country. Dolores still had to learn a lot from her father.

Of course, these things had nothing to do with Jenkins for the time being. In this noisy morning, he received letters from his father and Carfax Field, and brought his three girls to his father's antique shop.

It was probably the first time that there were so many people in the antique shop in the early morning. In addition to the girls and the old man, the three police chiefs with stars on their shoulders from Carfax Field, the mayor of Nolan, Mr. Sax Ruto, Duke Douglas Gerold, Duke Rochester, Duke Madeline and others were waiting for Jenkins in the store.

Before he arrived at the door of the antique shop, Jenkins saw uniformed police officers and upright royal guards waiting at the door. After he took the girls in, he was even more shocked by the number of people inside.

Hesitantly greeted those who could not be named and those who could be named, and then at the signal of the old man, he met the three dukes and the police officers from Carfax Field in the reception room on the second floor. The lowest rank here was Detective Vivendi. Not long ago, after the unfortunate Wiktem died, it was he who went to the antique shop to inquire about Jenkins' whereabouts the night before.

"What happened? You are not here to ask me about Wiktem again, are you?"

The old man closed the door from the outside, and there were enough chairs in the room for everyone to sit down. Jenkins and the girls sat on the sofa, and they didn't quite understand what was going on.

"Viscount, something terrible has indeed happened."

The speaker was Duke Madeleine, the only duchess present. She was very old, and had not appeared at the dock to welcome the Cheslan fleet or the night the queen was poisoned, but at the Queen's ball long ago, she had sat at a round table under the grapevines with Queen Isabella to drink tea.

This old lady was a very traditional aristocrat who respected the bloodline of the Middleton family. Although Miss Windsor had not contacted her actively, she was also a potential supporter of Jenkins.

"Since last week, six heirs to the royal family have been killed in succession, and it should have been done by a group."

She explained slowly, telling the terrible truth. Seeing that Jenkins did not interrupt, he paused and said:

"We have no other intentions, but every living heir is a suspect, otherwise there is no way to explain this serial murder case. This matter is already very serious. After all, there are not many heirs to the royal family. According to Her Majesty the Queen, we have to conduct routine inquiries on all living heirs. I'm sorry to bother you so early, but please don't be nervous, just answer some questions."

"Is that so?"

Jenkins nodded, then looked at Detective Vivendi. Sure enough, he came to question, but the middle-aged man looked quite reluctant to do so.

"Then Viscount, what were you doing four days ago? Can anyone prove it?"

"Four days ago?"

Jenkins recalled that it was Monday, the day when the church destroyed the [Fragrance Appreciation Committee] with great force.

"I was at home that night, as for the proof..."

He looked at the red-haired girl, Hathaway blushed and did not speak, so Detective Vivendi nodded and wrote down the content in the notebook.

"Then what about the night three days ago?"

He asked again.

Jenkins fell into memories again. It was the Tuesday when the Metal Black Tower appeared. That night, he entered the Black Tower disguised as a believer of lies, but gained nothing. So he returned home worriedly and was comforted by Britney all night.

Then he looked at the blonde girl, her face was also slightly red, and Detective Vivendi understood again.

"What about two days ago?"

He continued to ask.

Jenkins remembered the events of two days ago quite clearly. Salshi II asked him to play chess all night, but he was not sure whether it was appropriate to tell this in front of so many people:

"That night I was with Princess Dolores Stuart... her maid Miss Julia can prove it."

Detective Vivendi opened his mouth slightly in surprise. He hesitated to look at the bigwigs around him, trying to get instructions on whether to write this down. But no one looked at him, pretending not to hear what he had just said.

"Well... what about last night?"

The detective asked with difficulty, staring at the blank page of his notebook with his head down, as if the letters Jenkins said would explode if he looked up.

Jenkins also remembered what happened last night very clearly. He was waiting in Evergreen Forest for the short lady to talk to Miss Bevanna.

"I was not at home last night. I was with Miss Alexia Miller... She is Princess Dolores's governess, and we often play together. But she is not here. I just brought the girls from home who can prove my whereabouts as you requested."

Chapter 1731 Chapter 1704 Water Divination Ceremony