The Master of the Strange Realm

She seemed to be telling a story:

"But I have understood from before - I can't tell when it started. These memories are not mine at all. This world does not have such a long history, and I do not have that long age. Everything is false. "

Jenkins didn't stop combing his hair this time. He had already guessed that this was the case. In a world without one's own, such wonderful events would indeed occur.

This shows that both the original owner Jenkins in the past and the current stranger Jenkins are crucial to the stability of the world. No matter which soul dominates "Jenkins Willamt", no matter what direction the individual named "Redemption" will make the material world go, the existence of Jenkins Redemption Willamt, All are of great significance to the entire world.

"So when did you realize that?"

Jenkins asked, following her words.

"Judging from my recollections, this idea has always existed since I can remember. But strictly speaking, this world and the current me have only existed for less than an hour, so this idea is probably an hour It just appeared in my memory with my appearance.”

Because the logic was not particularly smooth, Jenkins finally figured it out after thinking about it for a while.

"Sounds amazing, doesn't it? Even when I realize that this world is false, it's all false memories that bring me knowledge."

Queen Windsor said, and then complained softly:

"Have you never had the experience of combing girls' hair? Even if you comb it one at a time, can't you just hold on to that small handful of hair?"

"Feel sorry."

"I have never met you, but I know you. I am able to realize the falseness of this world in my memories because I realize that there is a missing person named Jenkins Willamette. Likewise, this understanding , it was also given to me by false memories.”

What this sentence means is that Windsor, who is speaking in front of him, seems to really know everything.

"What do you know?"

"Knowing that this world is false, knowing that someone will show up here and make it real for a short time, and then after they leave, everything will disappear."

She suddenly reached back and grabbed Jenkins' hand that was combing her hair in a very awkward posture. Of course Jenkins wanted to break away, but he didn't expect that the other party was sitting on the chair, turned around and grabbed his hand forcefully:

"I also know that if you existed, everything here should be yours."

"You're right...huh?"

This place should have been his home, but something was wrong. It was a stranger's home, not the original owner's home. The first two worlds have proven (note) that without the strangers coming, the home on St. George Street has been rented out all year round, and it cannot be rented out at all because of rumors of being haunted. It has nothing to do with the original owner, Jenkins.

However, the Lie Priest judged that this was all the truth, so Jenkins judged that the Jenkins that the other party knew should exist was most likely not the wanted criminal Jenkins.

"But why is this? Why does she know not the original owner, but me?"

He was a little confused at first, but he immediately thought that possibilities exist based on reality. Maybe when he entered and exited the first two possible worlds, the world of wonder had already discovered something wrong, so he made a correction. mechanism.

This idealistic world is not a world where old-fashioned large computers evolve. Changes based on reality seem to be acceptable.

"Including me, it should also be yours."

Because Queen Windsor was sitting and Jenkins was standing, the other person had to raise his head to look at him.

"Sorry, what do you mean?"

"If you exist, everything here should be yours. I think the meaning of this sentence is not profound."

"What exactly do you want to do? Where are my friends?"

"They are safe."

Queen Windsor smiled, turned back to the mirror, and motioned for Jenkins to comb her hair. Unlike Jessica Windsor in the first two worlds, the Windsor in this world is a genuine demigod-level benefactor. It shouldn't be difficult for her to subdue Miss Magic, but Jenkins wasn't sure what the outcome would be if he fought with her.

"My memory tells me that in order to wait for your appearance, I prepared a lot of things, including buying this house three years ago. But in fact we all know that this world was only formed in an hour, Everything I know is what I should know, not what I have actually done. This is a wonderful thing, and it represents the importance of your existence to me."

Jenkins did not answer. He held the comb in his right hand and gently stroked the other person's hair with his left hand. His hand is very close to the opponent's neck, and his hand is almost on the opponent's head. Whether it is [Profane Production] or [Knowledge Grant], it can be used almost instantly.

PS: I got the rental information from the newspaper.

PS2: The author forgot that he used the transformation technique once when dealing with the big snake, so the plot of turning into a mouse in the first few chapters has been changed. It will be visible after refreshing, and it will not affect the direction of the story.

To express my apologies, there will be three updates tomorrow.

Chapter 1919 Chapter 1890 Two-way Conditions

"Want to know what my life would be like in a world without you?"

Queen Windsor asked, looking at Jenkins through the mirror again. Seeing that Jenkins didn't speak, she chuckled and said to herself:

"My life is very miserable. Queen Isabella killed my parents and raised me as her successor. Because without you, for some reason, this world would have encountered the big guys in the Nolan underground early. Wake up, so as to cause the disaster to happen earlier. Last fall, Queen Isabella died tragically due to the riot of strange creatures. I also got clues from this and met with the "Great Wisdom" in Nolan's underground, and then I died."

Jenkins held the ivory comb and continued to comb her hair. He could feel the other person's body temperature and vitality. Queen Windsor was definitely alive at least now. But after this reminder, he also felt something strange in the other person's heart.

"The great wisdom thought that I was very useful, so it used the tainted gift 'Mechanical Heart' to resurrect me. But it didn't expect that I was the only person who knew the secrets of this world, so instead I used the 'Mechanical Heart' 'Limited it to a certain extent. After returning to the surface, I inherited the throne and became queen, but I was tortured by heart pain day and night..."

She reached out and covered her left breast. Although Jenkins was behind her, because he was taller, his view would not be blocked when he was condescending.

"The above are all from my memory, so although I have complete memories and feelings, in reality, they are just illusory events with the same story background. What do you think I will think about this?"

"Are you in pain?"

Jenkins asked, really not knowing what to say.

Queen Windsor rubbed the front of her heart:

"To this day, I still feel pain in my chest. Pain? Yes, I have no reason not to be in pain. Whether it is reality or memories at this time, my spirit and body have suffered a major blow, and of course I am in pain."

"So you kidnapped my friends to meet me in this brief 'reality' so that I could bring you back to the real reality?"

For the first time since the conversation began, Queen Windsor did not immediately answer Jenkins' question. She was still looking at Jenkins through the mirror in front of her, with a look in her eyes that made Jenkins a little scared.

It's not that the other party is fierce, but the other party's eyes seem to be condemning a heartless person. So he recalled the conversation just now very carefully, and didn't find that he said anything wrong.

"You will take me away, not because I am asking you, but because you will invite me to go with you."

"Why?"

"Because the Dark Soul needs to awaken."

The other party said what Jenkins had never told anyone:

"I don't know what kind of relationship you have with the real Jessica Windsor, husband and wife? Lover? Or maybe you don't know each other at all, but as long as Jessica Windsor exists, she must be the host of the Dark Soul, which belongs to My destiny. The awakening of the dark soul requires the host to put his own evil thoughts and dark thoughts into the king's soul as fuel, and finally burn the black flame of the king's soul, but Windsor definitely cannot do it. , you won’t let her suffer this kind of thing.”

"Do you know what I am?"

"Of course I don't know. My memory only tells me that I know you are missing here, but it doesn't let me know what kind of person the missing person is. But I think you must be a good person, otherwise you wouldn't be here now. Brushed my hair, but strangled me to death."

Jenkins doesn’t consider himself a good person, but agrees with her statement:

"What does taking you away have to do with Dark Souls?"

"Since you will not bear to let Windsor suffer unimaginable pain, the awakening of the dark soul cannot be fueled by the host's own dark thoughts. But there is another way, a way that no one has thought of."

"any solution?"

"The fusion of multiple dark souls can also make the black flames burn blazingly. In this way, as long as the host itself provides a few evil thoughts, the king's soul will be truly conceived. It just so happens that I think my evil thoughts have already been Enough. The real Windsors don't have to suffer my fate."

Jenkins stopped combing his hair again because it sounded like it was possible.

"I haven't tried it, after all I can't find the second Dark Souls, but it's worth a try isn't it? Don't stop, keep combing my hair."

Queen Windsor said.

"So, I have to take you away?"

"It's not necessary. I won't force you. You can make your own choice. But I want to remind you first that I don't have to follow you. You need to do something for me before I can follow you."

"...You don't want to think about reality?"

"No, of course I do. But I'm not a clingy little woman. This is our cooperation, not me begging you, can you understand?"

She has exactly the same character as Miss Windsor, independent and strong, a type that Jenkins admires very much. He could understand what the other party was thinking. Jenkins Willamt was a complete stranger to the Queen Windsor in front of her, so it was normal for her to test Jenkins' determination.

Otherwise, this intimacy would be too weird.

"whats the matter?"

"Have you accepted the fact that I'm leaving with you?"

Jenkins didn't speak. Queen Windsor smiled and leaned back slightly, leaning against Jenkins, but this way she couldn't comb her hair.

"Your silver bracelet is beautiful."

Seeing that Jenkins didn't speak, Queen Windsor said again. That bracelet is an item that temporarily contains divinity. Jenkins didn't know whether the other party mentioned this intentionally or unintentionally.

"I think I'm a very rational person. Rationally speaking, it's really good to take you away."

Emotionally speaking, Jenkins also believed that he should take her away, but only if he confirmed that Miss Windsor and Miss Magic were not harmed, and that the lady leaning on him was not mentally controlled by the Difference Machine.

"Not only because of Dark Souls, I think what you know about the Difference Engine is also valuable to me."

he went on to add.

"I don't really know much."

"It doesn't matter, even just a little bit is of great value to me."

"So you are determined to take me away?"

Queen Windsor asked, and then said:

"Don't worry about the method. I have already thought about how to leave. I can also guarantee that even if I go to the real world, I will still obey your arrangements. For this, we can enter into a soul contract. ensure."

"Let me meet my friends and tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"Your friends are not safe. You need to do what I ask you to do before you see them."

"Say it."

Since the other party can really help him, Jenkins has no psychological burden on helping her. He respects fair transactions, especially since he seems to have taken advantage.

"I need to make sure that you won't abandon me. I need to make sure that I can always be by your side. I need to make sure that I am not trash that you will throw away when you have used it up and have no value."

"I'm not such a person... Well, I think you probably don't know me, so how do I gain your trust? Help you complete a very difficult task? Or, you want me to To kill a powerful enemy?"

"No, completing the mission doesn't mean anything. Killing the enemy can only mean that you are strong. I want you to promise me that you will marry the real Jessica Windsor."

Jenkins thought he should look surprised, but he wasn't. He smiled:

"Leaving aside the meaning of this, you may not know that I am already engaged to someone else, and I will not break my oath like this. Moreover, if I break my past oath for you, then the oath I have made with you now will , how can it be worthy of trust?”

He has almost become an emotional scumbag, so he can no longer do the wrong things.

"That makes sense, then I want Jessica Windsor to be your lover."

The frivolous tone seemed to be judging today's weather.

"This is impossible. I am a very upright person."

"Do you know Jessica Windsor?"

"know."

"What's your relationship with her?"

"Important partner and friend."

"Is that all?"

"yes......."

He remembered his conversation with Miss Windsor not long ago, and his tone hesitated.

"Jenkins, it seems you have a complicated love life."

Queen Windsor scoffed, leaning against Jenkins and raising her head to look up into his face. This was the first time he had looked at "Miss Windsor" from this angle, and Jenkins admitted that she was a very beautiful lady.

"I know myself well, so I can guess your story with her. That Windsor is so unfortunate."

Jenkins tried his best to control his expression. Queen Windsor smiled again, then left Jenkins and sat upright, holding his hand again and pulling it towards her chest.

"what are you up to?"

"Help you confirm that I am really me, not the 'great wisdom'. I believe that you must also be doubting this issue. I want you to touch my heart and hold the 'mechanical heart' with your own hands. It doesn't matter. Yes, as long as this heart is not damaged, even if your hand pierces my chest, it will not cause any harm to me."

"madman."

Jenkins shook off the other person's hand and snorted.

"What a gentle gentleman."

Jenkins ignored her and summoned the iron-gray book with a wave of his hand.

"oh?"

Queen Windsor said, and then saw Jenkins holding a book in her left hand in the mirror, and patted her shoulder with her right hand.