The Master of the Strange Realm

Jenkins's cold sweat slid down his forehead.

His eyes moved to the black metal block on the table beside him. Among the six sides, one side was the holy emblem of the [Inherited Sage]. In addition to this thing that cannot be stored in the pocket, most of the items, including the sin coin, are in the pockets or crevices of clothes.

Fortunately, with his identity, no one would search his belongings. Moreover, he did not have those dangerous weird things now.

"Praise the Sage."

He prayed subconsciously, and then looked at the ceiling carefully. There were colorful murals with strong religious colors on it, depicting fables handed down from the last century.

The gap between the eras caused a lot of information to be lost, but at least most of the history of the 17th century can be vaguely restored. Gods are high outside the world, and weird things lurk in the shadows and spy. This world has never been peaceful.

It goes without saying that both the true gods and the false gods must have their own ways to condense divinity. Jenkins is a false god... a false god who is often offline, but he has not found any means to condense divinity.

"Faith?"

This is the most instinctive guess, but the gods and churches in this world do not have the kind of crazy preaching behavior to convert believers. Therefore, this guess is pending.

"Priesthood?"

Priesthood is not really there just because you claim to have it. Different believers of different gods have corresponding different divine arts, which is the embodiment of priesthood. And Jenkins obviously does not have such high-end things. He thought of the rune that flew out after the demon's arm broke last night, but he did not have any specific feeling at that time.

Divinity is at hand. After absorbing it, you will definitely gain some knowledge related to God. But this kind of thing cannot be wasted like this. Jenkins is reluctant to absorb it simply for knowledge.

His current state of god is not complete, and he has never heard of any great existence who fell into mortals because of the lack of divinity. Therefore, he is now an incomplete false god, which can be seen from the fact that there is only one day more in four years. This is the world's feedback on the appearance of gods.

It is already evening now. Dad and Jenkins chatted for a while and then went back. But Jenkins will not be alone. He will stay in the church tonight. If he remains healthy, he can leave the next day. During the rest of the day, people kept visiting him. Some were fellow gifted people in the church, and some were gifted people above the captain level from other churches of the Orthodox God.

Because the biggest contributor, the stranger code-named Twin Demon, could not be found, Jenkins was the biggest contributor in the report of this incident. People need to know the whole story from Jenkins, so the visit is actually for official business.

But when it comes to the biggest contributor, no matter what standard is used, Jenkins will definitely be found in the end.

PS: I don’t want to be watered, these are all things that must be explained. I also want to continue the plot, but if some things are not explained clearly, the plot will not be coherent.

Section 204 Chapter 200 "Demon Document"

There are many things, such as the incident last night, which was also written into a report and submitted. When the shadow of the arm appeared, the gifted people present more or less got some extremely terrible knowledge from the strange whispers that sounded in their ears.

This knowledge should be copied and stored in the church.

On the one hand, it is to find things related to the devil and the Asyash family from these terrible knowledge; on the other hand, it can also be passed on to the future to prepare for the reappearance of the devil.

Most of the fragmented knowledge Jenkins obtained was incomplete and had no specific meaning. He searched in his mind for a long time with a pen, and finally found a complete blasphemous ritual: the body of the immortal maggot demon.

The process of this ritual is extremely disgusting, and it is related to some yellow excrement and living maggots. In addition, it also involves many bloody processes of sacrificing creatures. The result is that the organizer of the ritual will obtain the immortality of a demon called "maggot demon" in a short period of time.

It's just a short time, not permanent. Therefore, this can only be regarded as a special ritual, not the learning of ability.

After writing these words with nausea, Jenkins touched his stomach. Then he put on his shoes and walked out of the room with chocolate.

Although the church is not open to the public at night, the work in the church will not be interrupted. Jenkins greeted the priests and nuns passing by and came to the Theological Research Hall. For ordinary believers, this is a solemn place for priests to study theology. For the gifted, this is the department of the church that controls the knowledge of occultism.

The Theological Research Hall occupies a total of one floor. He knocked on the wooden door closest to the hall, and a voice of permission came from inside the door.

Walking into the door, the gas lamp on the wall has been lit, and the dim flame illuminates this windowless room. In addition to Mr. Pierre Rodney, the director of the research hall, Mr. Coppola Bellini, the director of the Special Item Management Office, is also there.

The two gentlemen were obviously talking about something just now, and they stopped talking after Jenkins came in.

"Mr. Rodney, this lamp on the wall should be changed. This level of light is harmful to the eyes."

He waved the paper in his hand, indicating what he was here for, and reminded.

"Mr. Williamt, why did you come here by yourself? Go back and rest quickly. Your health is much more important than these reports." He said while taking the report and ritual materials. After taking a look, a twisted expression immediately appeared on his face.

Obviously, he also saw the disgusting ritual process.

"This is really...I originally planned to go home and have dinner. Forget it, let's work overtime."

He put the report aside and the paper recording the ceremony was placed in the drawer.

The corners of Jenkins' eyes twitched, and the entire desk was filled with an extremely dim golden aura. He got close enough and could even see a ghost image of the Holy Emblem imprinted on the table. Needless to say, it goes without saying that in order to keep this table secret, extremely complex ritual magic must have been set up.

During the whole process of the two people handing over work, Mr. Bellini kept looking aside, pretending to be very interested in the dying potted plant. This is to avoid suspicion. He does not belong to this department, so he cannot know the secrets here.

"Is Mr. Bellini here too?"

Jenkins greeted him politely, and after receiving the response, he thought about Miss Miller again:

"If it's convenient, I would like to ask if there is any recent news about A-11-2-3301, the malicious coachman. Has he left Nolan City?"

"Don't worry, this is not a secret."

Mr. Bellini leaned against the sofa and shook his head slightly. After thinking for a few seconds, he replied: "I remember you encountered it too... Yes, the latest sighting happened last week. Friday. The location of the sighting was at the fork in front of the Bonton Winery outside the city. Another road leads to the Obelis Manor. An astrologer from the [Starry Sky and Balance] Church was ordered to recover an ancient astrological journal. , saw it at the intersection.”

"I haven't read the information of A-11-2-3301 carefully. How long does it usually stay?

Jenkins asked again, curious as to what Miss Miller was looking for, or where she was going.

"This is not necessarily the case. But fortunately, as long as you don't take the initiative to take the bus, there will be no danger. The city hall has issued a warning to residents of the city. Hey, a murderer disguised as a coachman recently appeared in the city. He The characteristic is that he often appears at intersections and half of his face is severely burned, which is enough. "

Jenkins nodded, this arrangement is indeed appropriate. Unlike the little girl selling flowers, this time the monster is obviously less dangerous.

He shivered, held the chocolate in his arms, and decided not to think about it anymore.

"Speaking of which, the matter I'm dealing with right now happens to be related to Mr. William Trump."

Before Mr. Bellini finished speaking, he pointed to the black-covered book on the table. The book has no name, and the corners are all rolled up, revealing yellowed pages. There are also some small holes on the edges, probably marks of insect infestation. But, this is just an ordinary item.

"This is an old book recovered from the Augustus estate."

Mr. Rodney also introduced: "Just a few days ago, Father Oliver went to the Augustus Manor to buy antiques. Mr. Viscount said that he found some old books in the old library that had not been opened for a long time. Father After checking, I found that some books talked about dangerous knowledge, so I bought them all. This was just one of them. I originally planned to check again in a few days. Oh, Goddess, the gear germ thing has troubled us a lot. . But someone mentioned the legend of the Asyash family last night, and it happened that some of these books talked about those ancient families, and we looked through them."

He shook his head, scratched his big nose covered with black spots, and frowned:

"This book is probably the manuscript of "Devil's Document". "Devil's Document" A-03-1-6660 is a dangerous and mysterious object, and its characteristics have nothing to do with us for the time being. It exists in the form of a book , there is no knowledge on it, but it records many twisted fables and ancient and weird stories spread in ancient times. Its owners have tried to translate and copy those words, so they still exist in the world. I have obtained many versions of the "Devil's Document" manuscript."

PS: The next chapter ends this volume

Chapter 205 Chapter 201 Demon Story (Part 2) (End of this volume)

Due to the importance of this office, it is located in the very center of the building and therefore has no windows. The dim flame of the kerosene lamp illuminated the room and also illuminated Jenkins' puzzled face.

Mr. Rodney sighed: "This version of the book records several stories that have never been seen before, and these stories happen to record the matter of the 'Twin Demons'. Fate or coincidence?"

He smiled bitterly and looked at Jenkins, who also showed a confused expression.

"Can you tell me these things?"

Jenkins asked while touching the chocolate, who squinted at the old book on the table.

"No problem, your confidentiality level is sufficient, and this matter is all about you, and you are not considered an outsider."

Mr. Bellini took over the words: "The origin of these books in the Augustus Manor was easily found. They were the names of the current generation of Viscount Augustus about fifty years ago. Grandpa, I bought it from a second-hand bookstore, and the inventory is still here. Since the Augustus family has no problem, the bookstore that has closed down long ago is the target of the investigation now, but it has been so long, I think. , and probably can’t find the specific origin of this manuscript.”

Seeing that the two gentlemen had no objection, Jenkins took the book in his hand and looked through it. The cover feels terrible, like holding a peeled corn on the cob in your hand. The common writing used here is copied with dark red ink...or blood. The paper pages feel smooth, like specially treated parchment or other leather.

The book was probably translated from a copy of one version, and that copy was probably not a literal translation of the original. Therefore, after translating and copying so many times, even if you read the descriptions carefully, you will not feel mentally uncomfortable as long as the time is not long.

In addition to the text, there are occasionally strange symbols marked on the page. I don’t know if this is something that originally existed in the "Devil's Document" or if it was a mark drawn by the scribe himself.

After reading the previous stories, Jenkins couldn't help but press his temple. It does not have any supernatural power, but just relying on the stories themselves, those evil, disgusting and contrary to normal thinking narratives, can make people feel seriously uncomfortable.

"Mr. Willamt, page 44."

Mr. Bellini kindly reminded him. Jenkins counted the pages and turned back carefully, and sure enough he found the short article:

[The twin demons killed their older brothers, and through abnormal relationships and...(indistinct, unintelligible)...eventually succeeded in inheriting the power from it. Then, under the guidance of the great third master, he returned to the magma hell...(indistinct, unintelligible)...but the devil of fate did not die, all this was its plan . He lurks in the souls of the twins, waiting...(unintelligible)...The Lord is in a high position, tasting the painful soul residue, smiling at this funny scene... ..(unintelligible)...ancient legends...inheritance...pain...jealousy...attempts to escape... The opportunity is at the end of the 18th era, where there is a vacant savior position... The twin demons are growing in hell, and the lurking brother is always ready to harvest the two pigs he has cultivated. This is much faster than growing up alone... (large blur)... Following the ancient rituals, the soul marks of the twin demons have almost been formed. As long as they return to the material world, they will... ...Asyash is also spying on the position of the savior, and he attempts to compete for this position using the (unclear) demon arms that have signed contracts with several bodies. The performances of the Twin Demons, the Destiny Demon and the mortal Asyash deeply pleased the great third master - the King of Sins. No matter what the final result was, this great being had already had enough fun. 】

The story ends here. It is too incomplete and has a very poor sense of logic.

"If we use mortal thinking to make a bold guess."

Seeing Jenkins finish reading, Mr. Bellini pointed to his head: "This probably describes two high-ranking demons that were destroyed by an unknown saint. I personally think so. They are because of a story related to this era. Fables, or legends, came to our world, and the descendants of the Asyash family who summoned them also knew and believed in this fable. After various accidents, all the contenders failed. Probably the New God and his followers, there is reason to believe that they also know the fable. "

"No, neither I nor I know."

Jenkins was sure of this in his heart, and he then asked:

"A savior? Sir, is there really a savior?"

"I'm not an expert on this."

Mr. Bellini shrugged, picked up the teacup on the side and played with it, "Maybe friends from the Church of Destiny and Law will know something. I remember that Miss Audrey still seems to be staying in this city. Maybe we can ask her for advice. . But there probably won’t be any clues. The truth of the story itself is enough to make people doubt it, and the key points are always vague, as if they were intentional.”

As he spoke, he bent down and pointed to the location where words such as "Third Lord" and "King of Sins" were located.

Jenkins raised his eyebrows and fiddled with his buttons to hide his surprise:

"Can't they see that?"

Like previous versions of the devil's story, the authenticity of this story is equally questionable. But this epic long story that spanned several eras and even involved the Lord has really come to an end now.

The reason for the end is not the heroic ending of the great adventurer as imagined, but just the unlucky time traveler who was recognized as an ordinary person because he disguised himself so well.

Maybe this is fate.

Bellini was still talking: "That's our guess, but we need to look at it further. Sometimes, there is not much difference between demons and humans. Just look at the man in the Asyash family, and the scammers who have recently caused many people to lose their homes. How should this kind of thing be described..."

He exhaled and loosened the collar of his shirt. The room was indeed too hot.

"Hell is empty, and the demons are in the world."

Jenkins added, and then realized that the first half of the sentence was not appropriate.

Mr. Rodney closed the book and looked at Jenkins strangely: "Mr. William, the demons are indeed in the world, but hell is probably not peaceful either."

Chapter 206 Chapter 202 Evening

The reason why Mr. Bellini appeared in the Theological Research Hall was not because he was too idle at work to chat. This handwritten copy of "Demon's Document" needs to be transferred to the Special Items Handling Office for more stringent inspection.

Jenkins chatted with the two gentlemen for a while and then got up and said goodbye with the cat in his arms. Although no one would stop him if he wanted to go home, Mr. Bishop would definitely be unhappy.

Dinner was eaten with Bishop Palod and the priests and nuns living in the church. Compared with eating dinner at home, a complex prayer ceremony is required before eating in the church.

This is a large hall, with oil paintings of bishops of the diocese hanging on both sides, and colorful murals with religious meanings on the ceiling. Jenkins believes that this describes the story of Saint Dibisis.

In the center of the room is a long table covered with a white tablecloth. The old bishop and several priests in important positions in the church sit at the front, and there is no seat requirement for other people. Silver utensils filled with soup and vegetables are placed on the table. Although there are gas lamps on the wall, there are still gold candlesticks in the center of the table. The firelight illuminated Jenkins. He sat in the middle of the long table holding Chocolate and whispered to several nuns who took the initiative to sit around him. They liked this kitten very much.

Speaking of which, it has been a while since he adopted Chocolate. Jenkins has never treated it badly in meals, and meets its reasonable eating requirements while ensuring the cat's health. For the health of Chocolate, he even looked up some information in the library and consulted the Goodman couple next door. They also raised a cat, but it was already very old.

But even so, Chocolate's size has never changed, as if it has been fixed at this age forever. Jenkins suspected that this was because of the [Animal Spiritual Revelation] potion, so he sent a letter to Mr. Jack in Shire City.

He also put three leaves of A-01-2-2221, the unfortunate wishing tree, in the envelope, and specifically noted that he got it "accidentally" and felt that it contained extremely strong vitality, so he gave it to him as a gift for the Book Festival.

Now the reply has not been received, but according to the date, it should be in the next few days.

The nuns are very enthusiastic about Chocolate. While keeping a low voice and not disturbing others' meals, they have been asking about the details of Jenkins and Chocolate at home.

Bishop Palod sat at the front of the long table, under the goddess's holy emblem, looking at Jenkins surrounded by nuns with satisfaction, prayed briefly, then smiled and nodded to the young priest beside him who was using a wooden spoon to divide the soup. The latter showed a puzzled expression.

"Chocolate is indeed the most attractive cat."

Jenkins talked to the nuns while watching his cat lying on the table to eat. I don't know who ordered it, but there was food specially prepared for cats on the table.

"Chocolate, are you overweight?"

He pressed the fish head facing up to the bottom of the thick soup, then held the knife in his right hand and the fork in his left hand, gently grasped the tail end with his hand, pressed the index finger on the handle, and carefully cut the large piece of meat on the plate, joking with his cat: "Did you steal something?"

The cat, who was licking milk with his back to Jenkins, froze. It turned around and took small steps to Jenkins' right hand. It lowered its head and rubbed his hand with its furry head, making a slow meow~ sound.

"You didn't really steal anything, did you?"

Jenkins asked suspiciously, putting down the knife in his hand and wiping his mouth with a tablecloth folded into a triangle. Chocolate stood on the table and looked up at him, his eyes watery because of the angle.

"You didn't really bite someone else's book in the church, did you?"

He was joking at first, but now he really suspected that Chocolate had done something bad.

The cat immediately stopped its original action, glanced at him, and turned to continue eating. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jenkins always felt that there was a sense of disgust in the cat's amber vertical pupils.

After dinner, Jenkins followed the priests and sat around the neatly tidy table for a short theological discussion, then helped to tidy up the library, and then went back to rest.

Originally, Bishop Palod wanted to talk to Jenkins about something, but someone sent a letter that a new baby was born in the family of a count who believed in sages in the city. The bishop and several accompanying clergy went to bless him together. Jenkins didn't want to join in the fun, and it wasn't his turn to go, so he went back to rest.

The books he wanted to read were all in the church. He only lit the candlestick at the bedside and read the book "The Book of Rojeel" word by word by the candlelight. This is a forbidden book not open to ordinary believers. It records some stories about alien life from the 14th era. Because of the demon incident, Dad moved up the time for Jenkins to learn alien knowledge. Most of the books he read recently are related to this.

The red and blue moonlight shone into the room through the window. In addition to Jenkins on the bed, another life in the room was squatting on an independent balcony extending out of the room, looking up at the moon blankly.