The Master of the Strange Realm

"Miss Fabry, honesty is a quality a human being has."

"Viscount Willamette, lies are in the nature of man."

"Whether it's the banking industry or the kingdom's finances, I will prove to you that I am right."

“Whether it’s a mining business or tulips, we’ve proven that we are the ones leading the way.”

"I am willing to be your enemy for life, just to keep more people away from scams."

"We also hope to become your enemies, Viscount. Lies can never be eliminated."

Jenkins silently used [Ice Condensation] and carefully controlled the range. The flames of the kerosene lamp were swaying and trembling due to the suppression of the cold air.

The huge shadows of a man and a woman are reflected on the blackboard, and in the shaking shadows are dense charts and data.

"From the west coast of the continent to the east coast, wherever you go, I will know who you are."

"Then let's see, Viscount Williamt. I hope you will have such luck next time."

"So, do you admit your guilt in the Tulip incident?"

"No, I admit that I did it, but it's not guilt, it's a heroic feat."

The light of the kerosene lamp was affected again, and only the afterglow of the wick remained. Jenkins and Miss Fabry fell completely into darkness.

"Viscount Williamt, then let's say goodbye. The next time we meet, we will present a more sophisticated scam."

"No, there won't be another scam. The people listening to us here are most of the human elites of this era. The Tulip scam is enough to make them wary."

"Vigilance is never enough, as if there are always idiots in the world."

"But there is still me, I am still here. The Tulip scam made me see your tricks clearly. Next, I will take charge of the kingdom's finances, and I look forward to our next meeting, Miss Fabry."

At this moment, my heart palpitated. The final result of the Tulip Scam was not to defraud money. What Jenkins wanted was to use it to influence the direction of civilization.

It sounds like an exaggeration to say this, but for a civilization at the crossroads of the times, even the smallest glimpse into the future can have a long-term impact on the direction of civilization.

At this moment, standing in front of most of the political elites of human civilization in the material world, one person plays two roles, one person plays all the roles in the scam, and one flower finally rises to the torrent of the times.

Jenkins felt some kind of power gestating, and felt the priesthood of lies trembling in his soul. He still has one last step to go, the last small step.

In front of everyone, he took "Miss Fabry"'s hand, as if to restrain her actions:

"Madam, I know you are clever liars, so before you leave, can you tell me how you are going to disappear in front of me while I catch you?"

The only light source was dim and about to go out. In the swaying candle, the man and woman seemed to be close to each other. Hathaway rushed back from the club as soon as possible, as if walking in the dark in the opera house. After sitting down excitedly, he grabbed Britney's hand in her surprised eyes.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Brienne asked the red-haired girl in a low voice.

"The opera is great."

The latter replied, looking at the stage, no, the podium, as if his eyes were about to shine.

"What's the meaning?"

Brienne wondered.

"Oh, Bunnie, keep your voice down, it's exciting now."

"Soon the light will come back on here, and then neither you nor your companions will understand."

Jenkins said.

"Viscount, since we are confident that we will continue to compete with you for a long time in the future, we will definitely not fall down in this kind of place."

Everyone saw it, and she suddenly leaned forward as if to kiss Jenkins. Jenkins immediately dodged back, but at this opportunity, Miss Fabry "escaped" from Jenkins.

Britney felt that the girl next to her was about to explode with excitement. She wondered if Hathaway had awakened any bad interests.

The woman on the podium took a step back and waved at the huge window behind her. The curtains seemed to be split in the middle, and the windows opened in response.

The howling wind immediately poured in from the window, and the thick fog made the originally sunny sky look unusually dark. The curtains that were vertically divided into two parts were constantly flying around Miss Fabry under the influence of the wind. At the same time, the dim light outside the window also gave this lonely lady standing there an inexplicable feeling of sacredness. .

If she is exposed to the light like this, the painted dummy will definitely wear her clothes, so the person standing now is a real person, but the face is once again covered with a layer of fake skin using Nian script and the World Tree sapling, and the clothes are also freshly painted. from. Jenkins' own figure must be very different from that of a woman, so there are vines taking root in special places to support her.

The light was dim just now, so no one could see clearly what she looked like. Now fully exposed to the light, except for the fact that she was exactly the same height as Jenkins, Miss Fabry was impeccable.

As for the dummy, Jenkins kicked it to the side door and let the magic lady waiting outside the door handle it. He had explained this matter in advance.

"Everyone, I think it's time to say goodbye."

Jenkins, also known as Miss Fabry, said. Her hair was blown by the strong wind and fluttered along with the curtains in the dim sunlight. At the edge of the sunlight, the celebrities and dignitaries of the kingdom all looked at her, as if they were looking at a savior who had fallen from the sky.

Hathaway's body trembled in the dark. She hugged Britney and whispered in her ear while the latter blushed:

"Let's go to Jenkins's place tonight. Don't make excuses this time."

"What are you talking about, Hevi?"

Britney was really worried about Hathaway. The other party's mood at the moment was obviously very abnormal.

"Everyone, next time we meet, I think we will show a more outstanding game. I like this era, and I am really glad that I was born in this era and face the changes of the times with you.

Madam Isabella~"

She called out the old man's name, and the latter took the initiative to respond:

"Miss Fabry, your talent may be..."

"Next time we will still use Fidictli as the stage. The people here are so interesting, and the descendants of Middleton are so interesting. Only he can be called an opponent."

"Then let's wait and see."

The old man said very gently, as if talking to his juniors. Such an attitude is enough to reflect the tolerance of being a queen. Now Miss Fabry has proved her value in front of everyone. Although no matter from which aspect, this is a complete villain, but her personality charm has conquered everyone present.

The current situation is probably a very special romantic plot. Queen Isabella believes that among the people present now, except Jenkins, no one should want to catch this outstanding lady. Therefore, even though they were enemies of the kingdom, Queen Isabella was still able to treat them with courtesy, which was absolutely the most appropriate approach.

"His Majesty, King Salhi II."

"Miss Fabry" said to Dolores' father again. Salhi II's idea was similar to Queen Isabella's, and the other party had just made it clear that he would not cause trouble in the territory of the North Kingdom, so Salhi II also showed an excellent attitude:

"Miss Fabry, you are probably the best woman of this era. So are you interested in visiting Hampavo? Maybe you can become friends with my daughter."

As he said, he patted Dolores beside him. Dolores, who tried hard to hold back her smile and prevent herself from showing a strange expression, almost laughed because of the pat.

But she was a qualified princess who had received royal etiquette training since she was a child. In the end, she still held back her body's instincts and nodded to Jenkins very friendly at her father's signal.

"Maybe there will be a chance in the future, but I want to tell you that the storm we stir up may directly affect the whole world, and you also want to be prepared."

"Of course, the last "Fabry scam" also involved our own citizens. I agree with you, ma'am, some lessons are indeed necessary, but I also agree with William's view that if you want to guide the times, you still need to use other methods."

PS: The evening chapter is 4K, which ends this part of the plot. I wanted to divide it into two chapters and claim that I would add more chapters, but I thought it was unnecessary.

Chapter 1979 Chapter 1950 Grand Exit (Part 2)

Salhi II paused for a moment, his brows suddenly frowned and then stretched, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he thought of something interesting.

He smiled at the woman standing between two curtains in the dim sunlight:

"Jenkins is not only a descendant of the Middleton family and the heir of Fidictelli, he is also my daughter's fiancé..."

Although the lecture hall was still quiet as if a pin drop could be heard, people were definitely not so calm at this moment. This was the first time that the Northern Kingdom announced the marriage of the future heir, and the lucky man turned out to be the "prince" of Fidictli.

Even though many people had already heard the rumors, when this matter was said by Salhi II himself, people were still surprised and incredible. This means a lot of things, and also means the future direction of the human world. People with a little wisdom can think of many things that will happen next.

Royal marriages between the three kingdoms are not uncommon, but the marriage of two royal family members who are almost certain to inherit the throne is definitely the most significant political event in the material world since the fall of the ancient Hikari Empire.

In fact, Salhi II's words are not simple, because no one has announced that Jenkins is "the heir of Fidictli". He said this, which actually tacitly acknowledged this, which made Queen Isabella on the side couldn't help but squint her eyes.

"Maybe you will also deal with Hampavo."

Salhi II said.

"Then wait and see, Your Majesty, I wish your kingdom a successful reform of the Ministry of Finance."

Salhi II nodded and said nothing, so "Miss Fabry" finally looked at the uneasy Briar Aresio, the second son of Tarquin the Proud.

"Bril Aresio... Your Majesty."

Hearing her say this, the young heir almost jumped out of his chair. No matter what Miss Fabry said next, the young designated heir would agree 100%. On such a special occasion, a person of considerable weight directly called him "Your Majesty", and Briar Aresio was willing to pay any price to cater to the lady's next words.

Legally speaking, he is of course the next king of Cheslan, but in fact, Cheslan is in the hands of another group of people. He needs to be recognized, and a weighty recognition.

"I heard that your kingdom is suffering from a fire? I am sorry for this."

"Thank you for your kindness, ma'am."

Because of excessive excitement, his voice trembled unnaturally, and he was not as solemn and friendly as the two kings just now.

"But I believe Cheslan will survive this disaster. In fact, your kingdom is the most suitable for our activities. After all, your kingdom is the country with the richest mineral and natural resources among the three kingdoms, and it is also the country with the most bulk transactions. Maybe we can try futures in your country first..."

She looked at Jenkins Williamette in the shadows with fear, and she didn't continue.

"Future? What future?"

The young king's Fidictli language was not very good. Of course, even if it was very good, he couldn't hear the meaning of the word.

"No, nothing. I mean, although your country's steam industry is not as developed as Fidictli's, it still has great economic potential in the future."

Everyone could tell that this was just a perfunctory response to what he had just said, but the young heir of the Southern Kingdom still expressed his gratitude.

Jenkins finally looked at Jenkins:

"Williamette, do you want to catch me? You can spend your whole life chasing my back, this is the power I give you."

Jenkins in the shadow did not speak, in fact, he could not speak, because at this moment he was just an illusion, and the evidence was that the chocolate was not on his shoulders, but around the feet of "Miss Fabry".

The dim sunlight made the black and white kitten's fur look like it had a golden luster, occasionally raising its face, and its eyes were full of attachment and joy.

This should have been a very important doubt, but just as no one doubted that a cat would appear when a believer of lies appeared, no one doubted that Jenkins' cat was so close to strangers.

Miss Fabry stared at Jenkins while retreating to the window, and the wind became stronger, making the flying curtains make a loud noise. In fact, there was no wind outside. This was what Jenkins arranged for Miss Magic to do.

"Next time we meet, there will be a more exciting performance."

After saying that, she jumped to the window. And Jenkins seemed to deliberately want to let her go. After the woman disappeared, he paused for a few seconds before moving to the window:

"Gone."

He stretched his head to look outside, picked up the cat on the windowsill, and shook his head at the people.

This action seemed to turn on a switch, as if a steam cannon exploded from the lecture hall, and noisy discussions broke out instantly. People were talking loudly, and most people couldn't even hear their own voices clearly, but they were still expressing their opinions loudly.

Even the police had no intention of searching for Miss Fabri and her accomplices at this time. What happened just now was enough for them to think for a long time.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

The servants came in one by one, opened the curtains, and re-lit the gas lamp. The sudden light made the lecture hall, which didn't seem very bright, become "golden and magnificent".

Jenkins spoke loudly on the podium at the right time. He adjusted his bow tie and put the chocolate on his shoulder. Only when the cat appears on his shoulder does it mean that Jenkins is going to do something important. Chocolate seems to have become an important symbol of him.

"Everyone, I'm proposing here!"

His voice is high and powerful, and there seems to be a flame burning in his eyes. People's voices gradually became quieter, and everyone was looking at him:

"Since we are gathered here, gathered in Norland, it is because the three kingdoms are going to negotiate and jointly welcome the next new era, then why not put the banking and Treasury reforms mentioned by the believers of lies, and those new policies that are only planned on paper, on the negotiating table?"

The whispering seemed to indicate that everyone was very interested in this. A few people nodded, and most people wanted to know what Jenkins was going to say:

"As a descendant of the Middleton family, I have an obligation to help this country and all human beings living in this world. I am willing to do my best to participate in the three kingdoms' joint construction of the banking industry and the formulation of unified policies and regulations for the flow of financial capital. The believers of lies have issued a declaration of war to us, and I think people have no reason to be afraid of them.

That Miss Fabry is indeed charming, but a liar will always be just a liar. We need order, we need rules, we are the light of civilization, and we need to defeat them!"

He waited quietly, but even the people around Queen Isabella did not object to this proposal that was obviously very beneficial to Jenkins' participation in politics. After all, everyone was a participant in the incident just now. To deal with a high-IQ liar like Miss Fabry, there must be smarter people to act as opponents.

"Yes, we need to defeat the believers of lies."

After a few seconds of silence, someone shouted loudly, and immediately won a lot of praise. People looked at Jenkins and shouted loudly at him, and the applause was mixed in, indicating that the atmosphere would be raised to another climax.

"Then, since representatives of various kingdoms and duchies have gathered here, why not draft a common verbal contract. It is not mandatory, but just an initiative, symbolizing that we fight against the believers of lies and form an alliance to explore the direction of civilization."

"Viscount, what verbal contract do you want to draft?"

Someone asked loudly, and the noisy voices of the people gradually subsided, waiting for Jenkins' words.

Jenkins looked at the crowd below the stage:

"Together to fight against the financial and monetary traps of the believers of lies, countries must promise to provide assistance to the affected country when there is clear evidence that the believers of lies are using tricks. At the same time, allow me, Jenkins Redanput Williamette, to participate in all events involving the believers of lies as a private consultant, and provide policy guidance and assistance to countries."

"But Miss Fabry said that she is only interested in Fidictelli. This verbal contract is obviously only beneficial to Fidictelli!"

Someone pointed this out.