The Master of the Strange Realm

"You are Miss Audrey of the [Destiny and Law] Church. Oh, dad said you are going to visit me these days. Please come in."

He hurriedly opened the fence gate of the yard and let the young girl walk in, but suddenly he thought that Miss Audrey seemed to be older than him, why now...

"This is a disguise. You don't want me to show up at your door with my real face, right? This may cause you some trouble."

She answered the question as if she could read his mind, smiled gently at Jenkins, and walked to his door first.

"Meow~"

When Jenkins closed the fence door and returned to the living room, he happened to see the fried chocolate lying on the sofa, barking at Miss Audrey who was sitting on the chair.

Chocolat was too young, so instead of being cruel, he was unexpectedly cute, causing the woman who was already sitting to cover her mouth and chuckle.

The woman has now returned to her original appearance and does not look very old. But there was something special about him, as if he were sitting in Jenkins' living room, but not there.

Her attire is also very special. She has a buttoned light blue top with embroidered double-layered borders on the front. She wears a skirt with a hem that almost touches the ground, but her feet are exposed when she sits down. They are a pair of A very traditional women's pink shoe. There seems to be a ring of metal wire embedded on the edge of the shoe, and the upper is an exaggerated fake flower.

She showed Jenkins the pure white mask in her hand, indicating that the disguise just now relied on it, and then put it away.

Following the usual etiquette, some tea and snacks were prepared. Jenkins picked up Chocolate, who was still meowing, and sat on the sofa before starting to talk.

"Looking at women's feet is not a good habit."

The woman pointed out with a smile.

"Feel sorry."

Jenkins then looked away and blinked. There were 14 light spots, and one was purple.

"That's not right. A level 7 grantor has 13 abilities, and a level 8 grantor has 15 points of light. What's going on with the extra one? Does she also have a special experience similar to what I had when I first traveled through time?"

He thought silently, smiling shyly as usual.

"I wonder what you want to see me for today? What a coincidence. If dad hadn't been busy today, I wouldn't be at home."

"No, this is not a coincidence. I divined my schedule for today before coming here, and fate told me that I am very suitable to visit an important friend."

"friend?"

Jenkins felt that she seemed to be referring to something, "Sorry, this seems to be the first time we have met. Although I don't mind making friends with pagan gifters, there are some things we need to make clear."

The relationship between the Twelve Orthodox Churches is relatively harmonious, but it is not a good thing to have too close private interactions with pagan gifters.

"No, this isn't the first time we've met."

Her smile gradually brightened, she held the handle of the cup with her long fingers and took a sip.

"I once performed a divination for you, about marriage."

The smile on Jenkins' face gradually disappeared, and his right hand subconsciously wanted to grab his weapon, but then he remembered that he was at home. The pistol was placed under the pillow, the cane was beside the clothes hanger by the door, the charm and the disposable Ritual items are kept in the mezzanine of the shoe cabinet.

He remembered the experience that night very clearly, and he also understood the two results of the divination - choosing the left and the devil. The left refers to taking the left at the three-way intersection. Because Jenkins was unaware of this, he encountered the malicious coachman and the undead knights one after another. There is no need to say what the devil refers to.

"its not right."

Jenkins thought to himself and subconsciously narrowed his eyes. The color and number of the light spots in front of the fortune-telling woman I saw that day were different from the woman in front of me. But then I thought about it, maybe the white mask just now can even disguise this.

For the first time, he realized that his True Eye was not necessarily completely reliable. It was not because of lack of ability, but perhaps because of his limited level as a grantor.

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

The chocolate in his arms also understood its owner's meaning, and the cat, which had been quiet, began to make that threatening "meow" sound again.

"Going to the black market is not an illegal act, and I met you at the exit of the black market with no ill intentions. Mr. Williamson need not worry."

She said cautiously, blinking, Jenkins' nervous figure reflected in her seductive purple eyes.

"Purple?"

Jenkins was shocked. Although there are extraordinary powers in this world, the hair color and eye color of ordinary people are generally similar to those of white people in previous lives, and they have never seen purple eyes.

With a thought, he realized that his [Eye of Truth] was still open. When the ability is turned off, the color of the eyes changes to the common brown. Could it be that the eyes of the lady opposite also have the ability of fate, or that her eyes are special items?

But what she said just now is also very reasonable. When she met the fortune teller that night, Jenkins was in an ordinary state without disguise. Even if she was discovered, nothing would happen, but the fortune telling she made...

"Do you understand? I have no intention of exposing your secret. I took the liberty of visiting you today just to tell you something."

Although Jenkins was relieved, his vigilance remained unchanged.

The divination that night indicated that Jenkins would escort the monster through that intersection, and the other indicated that she had already known that Miss Michael would be in danger. None of these involve Jenkins' secrets, because these two things are also known to the church's companions. This shows that the woman in front of him has not shown that she knows his secret for the time being, but it does not mean that she really does not know.

"Thank you very much for your divination that night. It really helped me a lot."

He thanked him first and subconsciously looked at the decorative sword hanging above the fireplace, which was a symbol of his honorary baron status. To the left of the sword is a worthless oil painting. Jenkins originally wanted to find time to get rid of it, but he always forgot about it.

"This is just a small matter. I want to ask a question. I wonder if you have noticed that many dangerous incidents have occurred in Nolan City in the past six months. Judging from the records of the Zhengshen Church, the frequency of incidents is really too high. ”

The woman clearly didn't want Jenkins to take control of the conversation.

"I also discovered this. It's really strange."

PS: Why don't you guess the purpose of her coming here? No prizes for guessing, and no prizes for not guessing.

Chapter 161 Chapter 157 Rocky Language

Jenkins nodded. His father, Captain Binxi and others also said similar things.

"Actually, this kind of thing has been recorded in the most secret information of the [Destiny and Law] Church, but this can already be regarded as a myth and legend..."

"What's recorded?"

Lean forward slightly to show interest.

"I can't say, this is the most confidential information, I think you should understand."

Jenkins glanced at the corner of his mouth, hugged the cat, leaned back on the sofa again, and analyzed secretly in his mind.

"Judging from the current attitude of the conversation, she is not here to threaten me, but it is difficult to guess what she actually knows about divination."

The woman ignored Jenkins' attitude and continued to speak her own words:

"Did you know that it is easier for the gifted ones of the Righteous God Church to advance than the ordinary gifted ones? The church has a systematic way of accumulating spirits. Take the [Church of Destiny and Law] as an example. At the threshold of level 1 and level 8, believers in destiny must take the initiative to observe destiny and touch destiny to complete their closeness to the world. "

"so--"

Jenkins made a long note, and the woman covered her mouth and smiled, and continued: "You don't have to be wary of me. I just unexpectedly learned about some possible destiny directions during an important divination, so I came. "

"You mean me?"

"Yes, I think Mr. Willamt has the closest relationship to fate. I can put it another way, if our world is a knight's novel, then you are likely to be an important supporting role, or even the protagonist."

She picked up the tea cup again, but instead of drinking, she held it about ten centimeters in front of her chest and tilted it slightly. A fine stream of water flowed from the mouth of the cup, and it did not fall but was suspended in the air.

The index finger of his right hand stirred in the air, and the water flow slowly turned into a clockwise, not very standard ring.

"Although destiny changes all the time, just like the flowing tea, the overall trend can be seen. I believe that Mr. Williamte is in the ring of destiny, and in the most critical position, so I am here today. "

She pushed the air gently, and the flowing circle of tea floated closer to Jenkins. The latter glanced at the woman, raised his right hand that was stroking the chocolate just now, bent his index finger and flicked it, the tea froze and turned into a floating ice ring.

"Miss Audrey, I don't quite understand those wonderful views you said. So, just explain directly what you want to do."

Reaching out to take off the ice ring, Chocolate jumped out of his arms, snatched it away, and rubbed his nose on the floor. The cat shivered and immediately jumped on the sofa again.

"If Mr. Williamt encounters any difficulties in the future, you can seek help from me. I hope to participate in your destiny through you. You can come to me at any time. Of course, I will also be happy to answer some questions about the gifter. There are some things that you can’t talk to Father Oliver about, right?”

The woman said while looking out the window. A carriage came slowly from the street, passed the houses, and headed to the other end of the street. The coachman with wrinkles on his face sat on the carriage board and yawned, gently shaking the rusty copper bell in his hand to remind pedestrians on the street to pay attention.

If Miss Audrey's purpose is really as stated today, then this is like pie in the sky for Jenkins.

Moreover, when I met her last time when I left the black market, her divination did serve as a reminder to a certain extent. What's more important is that the woman in front of her doesn't seem to know her secret, and the help she gave her last time didn't involve those secret things.

But Jenkins had never believed in pie-in-the-sky pie, and was unwilling to befriend a skilled soothsayer.

"I'd be honored if that would help you."

Although I said this, I was looking for excuses to refuse.

"but--"

This time it was Miss Audrey who sounded the long note. Seeing Jenkins, she shook her head with a smile.

"But I want to know if you can actually help me."

He found an excuse quickly. If what the lady in front of him said was true, his behavior was indeed inappropriate and impolite. But safety comes first, so don't get so close to such a person who is good at fortune-telling.

"It may be offensive to say this, but I want to ask you a question. If you can answer it, I believe everything you just said, and I will also seek your help at the right time. I am really sorry to say this, but please forgive me. It is not a very appropriate thing to have too much contact with pagans..."

The man showed a shameful expression on his face, while the woman's face remained unchanged, as if she had expected this moment.

"Mr. William's request is indeed offensive, but I accept it. Please speak."

Jenkins scratched his hair and didn't see the cat in his arms raise its face and look at him curiously.

"Please tell me, who is the Lord of Flowers?"

It was still this question.

The woman continued to keep a slightly calm smile on her face. She put the teacup back on the table, held her hands together with her fingers crossed, and the back of her right hand rested on her chin.

The purple and luxurious gem on the finger was really beautiful.

"Ancient writing is also mysterious, some because of itself, and some because of the blessing of time. With the current common language of the kingdom, I can't explain your question, but... I wonder if you know the Rocky language?"

"Rocky? I've read some documents from my father, and this doesn't seem to be the writing of this era, right?"

Jenkins replied.

"Yes, language carries knowledge, and language itself is knowledge. Now I can tell you the answer--"

She opened her mouth, and the weird pronunciation formed a phrase, and there was a slight buzzing sound, and the focus of her eyes was dispersed. Something appeared in front of her, but it seemed that there was nothing. There was a whisper in the distance, and the surrounding environment kept changing and fading.

I vaguely saw a slender figure in the distance. Although it was disrespectful to describe it this way, it was a figure greater than the true god. Infinite light enveloped the figure, and the sound of air vibrations in my ears seemed to form a sublime music.

"Praise you!"

Jenkins shouted involuntarily, and before the darkness enveloped him, he understood the meaning of Miss Audrey's pronunciation--

The master of the strange world.

"Meow~"

Chocolate jumped up from the collapsed Jenkins' arms, nimbly jumped onto the table, and then barked at the woman with his claws and teeth, his whiskers trembling constantly.

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Section 162 Chapter 158 Wonderful Sermon

"Don't worry, your master is safe, he just encountered such knowledge for the first time. The phrase just now will make him understand the existence of the master, but it will not leave any hidden dangers, nor will it make him see any great figure. His soul is very strong, and this is not a burden."

Miss Audrey wanted to reach out and touch Chocolate, but was dodged.

"Meow~"

She still maintained her hostility, and Miss Audrey was not angry. Picked up Jenkins' paper and pen from the table, then wrote down her address, smiled at the cute kitten, put on the white mask on her face to restore the disguise when she entered the door, and then walked straight out of the door.

After Jenkins woke up, he first looked at the pocket watch on the side. It was only ten minutes.

Miss Audrey had left. Chocolate stood beside his head worriedly. Seeing Jenkins open his eyes, he called softly and rubbed Jenkins' arm with his soft face.

"You are still good to me. The more beautiful women are, the more..."

He sat up while speaking, picked up the note on the table and wrote down the address.

"The master of the strange world? It's exactly the same as what the conductor said in the strange world, but why do I think that the master is greater than the true god? 17 masters, 17 kinds of sin coins, 17 eras have passed... The false god corresponds to the sky, the true god corresponds to the moon, and the master corresponds to the era? If so, what is the catastrophe at the end of the era? Is it related to the master of the strange world?"

Jenkins felt that he had touched the secret of this world. Thinking carefully, the rules of this world are really strict, but the more he wanted to explore the truth, the more he could feel the weirdness hidden in the depths.

Summoning a candle and burning the note, Jenkins sighed. It seemed that Miss Audrey was sure that he would go to see her again.

Before lunch, Jenkins wrote for a while and did nothing else. The short coma did not bring lasting effects, but the so-called "Lodge language" would be investigated when he had time.

Now that he has the ability to [read and write], it should be easier to write books. But Jenkins sadly found that he could not think about the plot when he did not hold a pen. In other words, he was used to holding a pen to write, so the speed of writing that he thought would be accelerated was ruined.

After lunch, he took a nap and then took a carriage to the church with chocolate.

There were not many pedestrians on the street in the autumn afternoon. Judging from their clothes, most citizens could already feel the arrival of autumn. Except for the children playing in the alleys, few people were wearing single clothes. Even the poorest families would take out the heavy clothes with multiple patches at the bottom of the box.

After all, getting sick is a more terrible thing for these families.

The autumn heating season is about to start, and the smog hanging over the city is getting thicker. The best days of the year are mostly in the summer, but this year's best days are over.