The Master of the Strange Realm

But the next day, early Tuesday morning, Daddy brought new news about the scammer.

"The missing Robert Kombu was found."

"So soon? It's only the next day."

"He was unlucky. The church and the police were investigating the citizens who had contact with the man who carried the source of the mechanical bacteria infection. When checking the home of a coachman, someone smelled the blood coming from the next room. But unfortunately, there was only a Level 4 Gifter of the [Starry Sky and Balance] Church in the team at that time. She was not good at fighting and tracking, so Kombu and his accomplices escaped."

Dad knew the details of this matter because the scammer Jenkins had once proposed might be a believer of the [Prince of Lies].

"So what's the bloody smell? Bloody sacrifice? So bold in the city?"

Jenkins asked while wiping the gold, thinking in his heart:

"Mr. Kunbu's luck is really bad. He was stabbed in the street, and then witnessed by the gift of the Orthodox Church, and finally found by a team of completely unrelated police. It turns out that there are people in this world who are more unlucky than me."

"No, Kunbu was taken away by his accomplices before his wounds healed. It was the smell of blood when he was treating the wound that attracted his attention. When the two escaped, they did use the unique divine power of the followers of the [Prince of Lies] to escape the pursuit. Your guess is correct, they are indeed followers of the evil god."

As the old man spoke, he handed a brass nut to Jenkins.

There was a faint golden aura on it.

"Carry this with you. Once it gets hot, it means you have encountered someone infected with the gear germs. This is a temporary divine item made with the technology shared by the Church of Creation and Machinery. It is effective within a month."

"Is the manufacturing cost high?"

"It's acceptable. One can be made for about 50 pounds."

The old man smiled as Jenkins took the heavy brass object and carefully put it in his pocket. This is a 100% chocolate: "Except for important civilian personnel like us who come into contact with many people every day, only patrols can have this thing."

"Okay, I'll carry it with me. So, the church is now dealing with the two issues of the Gear Craftsmen Association and the followers of the Prince of Lies?"

He felt that the city had returned to the way it was when he first crossed over, and danger was everywhere.

"No, not two things, but three things."

The old man looked very distressed. Today, he didn't even wear the red sleeveless sweater that he usually liked. "There are further developments in the matter of the demons. When searching Wellington's house in the city, we found some letters. We have reason to believe that the two demons of unknown origin did not appear by themselves, but were summoned."

"Sir, you mean the demon summoner? Just like the story says, the door to the other world is opened through evil rituals?"

Jenkins guessed.

"I'm afraid it's like this. At least a group is summoning demons, and the demons choose one of them as a container to appear in the world. Those demon summoners are also dangerous. We don't know if they have the ability to summon demons again. Remember the Asyash family I mentioned? It's very likely them. Oh, goddess, where are these damn blasphemers?"

The old man didn't know much about the progress of this matter. His mind was all on studying mechanical germs recently, because he was one of the few gifted people in the parish who had experienced the outbreak of [Mechanical Germs]. But Daddy reminded Jenkins that the church now has evidence to prove that most of those demon summoners should be local nobles or noble descendants, rather than foreign secret societies. This matter will involve many people, and the relationship between the church and the royal family has always been bad. To some extent, secular forces will also be an obstacle.

If the Pirate King-Destroyer Femmesho is also witnessed somewhere in Nolan City at this time, then the situation may become more complicated. In the case of insufficient manpower, civil servants like Daddy and Jenkins may have to join the patrol team.

But the good news is that this crazy gentleman with a bounty of over ten thousand pounds did not jump out at an inopportune time, but is still hiding. But the [Ocean and Exploration] Church has never stopped searching for him in the city. The gift of [Heart of the Ocean] is not just a special item. There are clear records to prove that it was given to believers by [Storm Lord] in an era that cannot be verified, so it is also regarded as a sacred object representing the power of the ocean. The believers of the Storm Lord must catch the bold robber at any cost.

PS: I plan to offer a bounty at the end of the month. Now this volume has been written in the manuscript, so it ended smoothly. The intermission is expected to be short, and then it will be the next volume.

Section 185 Chapter 181 Night Tour

Jenkins is troubled by the recent turmoil, and he is eager to improve his strength. But the study of mysticism and rituals will not have significant effects in a short time, and special items are even more difficult to find.

After reaching level 2, he can have a total of 6+1+2+4=13 abilities, and he has learned [Contact Healing], [Unknown Future], [Frost Fist], [Disease Curse], [Astral Perception], [Dream Soul Out of Body], [Profane Production], [Twin Demons], [Cat Grace], [Reading], a total of 10 abilities.

Jenkins can feel the spirit in his body. He is still a long way from being promoted to level 3, so he has to consider the remaining three abilities carefully.

He does not plan to learn the chain ability [My God is Here] obtained through the transaction with Miss Bailing for the time being, because the hidden danger is too serious. In order to avoid the bullets/bullets of [Ice Messenger], Dad used the divine ability [Blessing of Books], which is very interesting. This is an ability that determines the defense power according to the degree of piety, the number of books, and the capacity of the spirit.

How much piety he has for the sage is a question that Jenkins is unwilling to discuss - but he thinks he is qualified; as for the number of books, he is very confident that he will never lose to most of the gifted people after experiencing digital reading, so he decided to learn this ability.

But there is still a problem now. After Jenkins was promoted to level 2, the church already knew that he had learned [Astral Perception], so it is theoretically impossible for Jenkins, an "ordinary gifted person", to learn any ability.

This is the biggest problem now. The safe, reliable, and cheap channels for obtaining abilities cannot be used, because he has just been promoted, even if he wants to apply for the third-level ability first, it is impossible.

He could only hope that the black market or the few parties he attended could help him.

The great writer with 8,000 pounds in cash fell into deep trouble.

When he returned home in the evening, he had planned to spend the night reading the books sent by Miss Mary, but a vague sense of uneasiness always entangled Jenkins.

He summoned the light spot of ability and tried to activate the unknown future, but nothing happened.

The more he read, the more irritated he felt. Fortunately, Jenkins put the book aside, sorted out his belongings, and went out with chocolate.

Jenkins declined the inquiry of the coachman at the corner of the street, just wanting to take a walk. Although Chocolate has always been well-behaved, Jenkins is still worried that it will get lost, so he stopped the cat from jumping onto the street and struggling.

Quack~Quack~

The black crow flew over his head, and Jenkins only heard the sound. When he looked up, it had disappeared.

"I met a crow calling when I went out..."

He thought it was not a good sign, and he hesitated on the street, but decided to go home first.

Before he moved his feet, he heard the voices of police officers talking in the direction he was going back. The voices were getting closer and closer, and it was obvious that they were heading here.

Jenkins hadn't committed any crime tonight, but he didn't want to greet these police officers. There were almost no people on the streets at night, and they must have come back to question Jenkins.

Without hesitation, he walked a few steps forward and entered an alley. The owner of the low house on the side of the alley heard the sound outside and stuck his head out. He saw a man walking hurriedly into the distance and immediately closed his door.

Jenkins had never been to this alley before. He thought he would be able to return to the main road from the other end soon, but he didn't expect the alley to go deeper and deeper. After passing several forked intersections, he had to admit that he had lost his way.

"Chocolate, do you still know the way home?"

Jenkins asked the cat in his arms in a low voice, and the kitten looked at Jenkins blankly.

"Meow~"

The meaningless cry.

He didn't want to go any further in the alley, so he put the cat on the ground, and it immediately jumped onto a small tree with only branches left, and then jumped onto the roof of the house.

Instead of leaving, he looked at Jenkins in the two-color moonlight.

Jenkins immediately understood that his kitten was smart enough to know that he couldn't leave his owner.

With a little relief, he activated the ability of [Cat's Grace], and then climbed onto the roof along the path that Chocolate had just taken. Although not as light as a cat, at least he didn't alarm the people under the roof.

"No, if someone sees me walking on the roof so late at night, I will definitely be considered a dangerous person!"

Jenkins thought cautiously.

First, he hugged Chocolate to let it stop for a while, and then summoned the black robe soaked in spirituality. He carried a small mirror with him, and he could see that this time he was an ugly young man about the same age as Jenkins. Of course, this was just a superficial disguise, and his body was still the same.

The cat led the way obediently in front, and Jenkins thought it was taking care of him, because the cat's path could also be passed by humans.

Although this area is not a slum, there are rarely huge gaps between houses. Jenkins climbed onto someone else's balcony, kindly pushed the flower pot that was about to fall inward, jumped onto the low wall, and almost kicked the package that someone else had pressed under the stone bricks to the ground.

"Huh, package?"

Jenkins hesitated for a moment, blinked, and didn't have a clue.

He jumped over and ignored the thing.

The cat leading the way in front was sniffing something carefully, looking back at his owner, and seeing that he didn't pay attention to his movements, he made a lazy cry, scaring away the wild cats eager to try in the garbage dump.

A mischievous expression appeared on the cat's face, it looked up into the distance and adjusted its route slightly.

While following Chocolate forward, he looked around to find familiar buildings that might exist. The cat suddenly stopped, then jumped into Jenkins' arms, and the whole cat was shaking.

"What's wrong?"

Jenkins immediately hugged the cat and lay down, holding his breath. A few seconds later, the faint voice of a man talking came along the night wind.

The speaker's voice was not at his feet, but farther away.

Jenkins looked around, holding the chocolate in his left arm, and rubbed his arm against the roof below him to move forward. This is a two-story duplex white stone building, and the attic on the top floor is a triangular spire. In addition to the lightning rod and tiles at the highest point of the sloping roof, there are also several half-kneeling stone armored knight statues on the eaves at the lower part.

Hiding behind the statue, carefully sticking his head out to look down, he didn't expect to have come to the side of the road.

In the middle of the road, there is a very abrupt old tree with lush branches and leaves. The green thick vines hang down from the canopy that almost covers the entire street, and the dense leaves shake regularly in the evening breeze. Shaking together, there are also many red strips of cloth that are faintly visible in the branches and leaves.

Chapter 186 Chapter 182 Wishing Tree

Just a glance, Jenkins noticed something was wrong. Nolan definitely didn't have a street blocked by ancient trees. As a local, the original owner had never heard that the city hall would occupy the street to protect ancient trees.

An urge to say something came to his mind, but he immediately covered his mouth.

"Make a wish~ Tell us your truest desire!"

The voice of an indistinguishable gender came from the bottom of his heart, and the desire to say something was like the claws of chocolate, gently tickling Jenkins' heart. He blinked, and the whole tree exuded a black aura.

This was not surprising. Whether from the location where the tree grew or the fact that it was still so strong even in autumn, it could be judged that there was something wrong with it.

Jenkins' hiding place happened to be facing the ancient tree, and the three people in black robes who spoke were standing far away from the area covered by the tree canopy.

"No, this is definitely not normal. Why did A-01-2-2221 happen to be encountered by us? I never thought I had such luck."

The man said as he stepped back, "You all know the effect of the unfortunate wishing tree. I will never touch such a thing."

He retreated step by step into the darkness that could not be illuminated by the moonlight, and disappeared. The remaining two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably tense.

"Who can explain what it is?"

Jenkins was looking forward to it, carefully controlling his breathing, but the two people below obviously knew what it was, and no one came to explain it to each other.

"I need it."

The slightly taller man whispered, "I can give you a compensation."

"No, I need it too, and I can also give you a compensation."

The woman with a hoarse voice said so.

Jenkins felt that the voice was familiar, so he took the risk to look over there again.

"Let me think, this number of light spots and color matching, as well as the direction and speed of rotation, this is... Miss Magic?"

High-level gifters have more spirits and are closer to the world, so their perception is very sensitive. Jenkins did not continue to spy, but leaned against the statue and hugged the cat, looking at the sloping roof and continued to listen to the conversation between the two.

"I have some clues about the "Spiritual Manuscript" and the "Lost Document" handwritten by the Sage of the Tower that you have been looking for. And... I can give you a piece of my finger."

The man made the first offer, and he was willing to use a more civilized way to resolve the dispute. Because it is not wise to fight here, the patrol team of the Orthodox Church carrying special items may appear at any time.

But the man's bargaining chips are obviously not enough:

"Special ritual · Corpse Advent."

Her words are simple, but also very effective. The man did not raise the price immediately, but fell into a brief silence.

"If this is not enough, I can also send you a message about the devil."

Silence again, Jenkins looked at the night sky, and could not hear any sound. He waited for the conversation to start again, and this wait lasted for ten minutes.

The rustling sound of leaves came from the empty street, and the highest leaves seen in the corner of the eye slowly shrank downwards.

"Why did the tree disappear?"

Jenkins thought in confusion, and then realized that the transaction was over. The remaining conversation between the two was obviously conducted in a more secret way, so he did not hear it.

He was a little disappointed. He blew the night wind on the roof for nearly half an hour, but nothing was gained. Jenkins hammered his legs, and just as he wanted to get up, he heard the sound of the night wind being torn.

A figure floated up from the ground and then landed steadily on the eaves.

The gifter in a black hood took a step forward and crossed the level with the statue, and immediately froze - Jenkins was sitting there. Because of the hood's cover, the two of them at least did not fall into the embarrassing situation of looking at each other.

"Good evening, how did you find me?"

Jenkins stood up with the stone statue, and the chocolate in his arms jumped onto his shoulder, and it had turned into a pure white cat without knowing when.

"No, I didn't find you, I thought you were waiting for me here..."

Miss Magic said as she stepped back. The six-pointed star pendant hanging outside the black robe was flashing, and the air seemed to be a little more solemn. A blue light circle appeared under the woman's feet, and inside the circle were strange words that were wriggling like snakes.

"Don't be nervous, actually we know each other, at Mr. Hood's party."

Jenkins spread his hands to show that he had no ill intentions, but Miss Magic was startled and almost activated the pendant on her chest.

"You are..."

She looked at the white cat on Jenkins' shoulder, "Mr. White Cat?"

"No, I'm Mr. Candle."

Jenkins said as he summoned the pentagram mark. Miss Magic was obviously relieved, but still on guard.

"Okay, okay, your disguise is still so good."