Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　The ritual had no effect at all. The chocolate trot all the way from the far left end of the wooden box maze to the far right end very easily. It was not affected by the ceremony, and did not even enter any fork in the road.

　　 This announced the complete and complete failure of the first attempt, and Jenkins felt a great frustration.

Chapter 521 Chapter 513 Mutual Aid Group for Spiritual Events

The 　　 practice ceremony lasted until the evening, because the reward food for the wild cats in the afternoon was too rich. When Jenkins wanted to drive them away, the wild cats had quite the intention of staying here.

　　 Jenkins can only bring chocolate to them. Before the kittens even started, the three cats fled with their tails sandwiched between them.

　　 "Sure enough, all cats are afraid of chocolate!"

　　 After today's work, Jenkins first paid the steam bill for the antique shop for his father this month. After being entangled for a long time by the receptionist who tried to promote the annual package, he escaped from the management center.

Seeing that the time for dinner was getting closer and closer, he hurriedly went back to St. George Street to change his clothes, locked the fence door, and just wanted to find a free carriage to rush to Privet Road, Mr. Nellie rode on himself The carriage turned around from the steam valve erected on the corner of the street.

　　 "Mr. William, where are you going?"

　　 He seems to want to visit Jenkins.

　　 "I have something tonight..."

　　 opened the pocket watch cover and glanced at it, suggesting that he has no time now.

　　 "Is that so? I don't know if I have the honor to see you off. I think you are planning to take a carriage."

　　 said, the fat businessman asked the coachman to park the carriage on the side of the road, and then personally opened the door of the carriage, and his short hand with a large jewel ring pressed the side of the door.

　　 "Well then, I'll go to Privet Road in Sabine District."

　　 He did not refuse, so he boarded the carriage.

　　Mr. Nellie really has the mind to say things on the road. He looks very good today, and he looks like he is ten years younger.

　　 "Baron Williams, I think your exorcism that day really worked! May God bless me, I haven't dreamed of those terrible things in these two days!"

　　 He said excitedly, Jenkins even worried that the button on his chest would collapse.

　　 "Maybe this is because you have a good rest these days. I heard from a doctor that whether you will have nightmares is related to your fatigue and mood during the day."

　　 He said with a smile, still the attitude of not believing in evil spirits.

Mr. 　　 Nellie saw this, so he didn't get entangled in this issue anymore, he leaned against the soft cushion with a smile on his face:

　　 "Anyway, thank you very much for this matter. My friends have also suggested that I go to a professional psychologist for consultation. I think what you have done should be regarded as a kind of psychological intervention."

　　 "Oh, is that right?"

　　 "Of course, that noun is called...oh, what kind of hint is it, that's it."

　　 He clenched his fist and patted his palm, then as if thinking of something, he took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Jenkins:

　　 "This is a check from the Traveler's Bank. I think you should know how to use it."

　　 There is an extremely exaggerated figure on the check.

　　 "No, I won't accept it, please put it away."

　　 "But..."

　　 "If you want to continue our cooperation, please take it back."

　　 Jenkins knew in his heart that this big businessman who was new to Nolan should have finally heard of his "identity" in the upper class, otherwise the number on the check should be a few zeros less.

"Well."

　　 He smirked: "But this matter..."

　　 "I won't tell others, after all, exorcism without permission is also illegal."

　　 Both were extremely satisfied with the outcome of this incident. Mr. Nellie got rid of his troubles, and Jenkins learned new information in the process of purifying the evil spirits. This is a win-win situation.

There is also that earring and those transparent pearl-like things. The former is temporarily kept by Hathaway, and the latter is a kind of food that can be eaten to increase the spirit of the gifter. It can only be made of extremely pure food. The spirit body is produced.

　　 Jenkins has eaten them, and the taste is a bit bitter, he guessed that this is the original taste of tears. He restrained himself from inquiring about the value of this material, because he was afraid that he would be uncontrollably angry with the cat.

　　 "Speaking of which, thank you very much. I have already found some people in Nolan who claim to be capable of expelling evil spirits. I think they are all liars."

　　 The businessman said cheerfully.

　　 But Jenkins believes that at this point in Nolan City, the probability of encountering a gift who wants to make some money is much greater than that of encountering a liar.

"I even signed up for a mutual assistance group for supernatural events. Everyone there has their own story. I think you should know what a mutual assistance group is? Everyone sits in a chair and gathers in a circle to share their stories.. ...."

　　 "I know, of course, this is very common."

　　 Jenkins nodded, soothing the impatience chocolate. Mr. Nellie’s carriage had a strong and terrible fragrance, and even Jenkins had to breathe only with his mouth, which made the voice very dull, not to mention the cat whose nose has always been very sensitive.

　　 "You shouldn't need to join the group now. Although I have never believed in the existence of evil spirits, too much dealing with people who are very lucky will also affect my mood and luck."

"Baron Williams, you are right, and I think so...that group of people should not be serious people either. The people who introduced me to join claim that they have a magical mirror, which can help....."

　　 "Mirror?"

　　 Jenkins is very sensitive to this word. He blinked, but still looks uninterested:

　　 "What kind of mirror is it? Antique?"

　　 "That person didn't elaborate, who knows? It's probably a trick of a magician."

　　 Jenkins smiled:

　　 "If this is the case, I would be very interested in this matter. You know, writers like me often feel annoyed by lack of inspiration, maybe those interesting stories..."

"I see."

The businessman nodded wittily: "If you are interested, then go to participate for me. Don’t worry about your identity. It’s always shameful for people like me to attend such gatherings, so I used my friend as an excuse at the time. Something went wrong, but your photos have appeared in newspapers. This may cause some trouble."

　　 "You don't need to worry, I only need those stories. Maybe I need to hire private investigators or other people. This is really a convenient era. As long as there is a golden pound, most things can be done."

　　 "You are so thoughtful."

　　 The businessman praised, he twisted his body, tore off the notepad hanging on the side of the car, and began to write about the situation of the mutual assistance group for the supernatural event.

Chapter 522 Chapter 514 The Past of William

　　 Thanks to Mr. Nellie's help, Jenkins finally appeared on Privum Road on time. Although today is Saturday, Robert Williams is still working, and John is preparing for the exam. According to Mary, he and his classmates organized a study group.

　　 It is ridiculous, the original owner Jenkins used this reason to avoid studying when he was studying. So even though John's credibility at home is much higher than that of Jenkins six months ago, Mary still remains skeptical about this matter.

　　 But recent exams have shown that John’s extracurricular study group is still very effective, so Mary let him go out with schoolbags on weekends.

　　 As for Newman Williams, the eldest son of the Williams family, he once again went out to study with the professor. This is a person who is really learning, and the person with the highest education in the family.

　　 On the contrary, a certain well-known writer and mathematics lover only had a diploma from a poor secondary school.

　　 Anyway, when Jenkins came home, only Mary was the only one in the house besides the cooking maid. He has adapted to being with his current family for such a long time, but he still occasionally feels a little awkward when speaking.

　　 There is no big news in the Williams family. There are no relatives in the family, and the five members of the family have their own relatively fixed lives. And Mary's topic is still entangled in Jenkins's private life. He has been prepared for this and can barely respond to it.

　　 There is no fireplace in the home, but the heating pipes of the steam company are used. So the indoor temperature is much higher than in Jenkins's house. He has been squeezing chocolate, and the hostess of this house is very dissatisfied with the appearance of pets.

　　 Above the sealed fireplace, there are some family photos. Because photography is expensive, most of the photos were only taken in recent years. Near the center, Jenkins was smiling silly with an ugly hat two years ago.

　　 He suddenly felt a sense of strangeness, even though the face in the photo can be seen in the bathroom every day when he washes.

His eyes moved aside subconsciously. In another frame, a very healthy-looking old man was hugging a young man. The background was a three-story dirt house in the countryside. The clothes line passed over their heads and an old hen. A yellow dog appeared on the edge of the photo.

　　 The old man looks very much like Robert now, and the young man looks like Jenkins seven to eight. But he has no impression of this photo.

　　 "This is your grandfather and your father."

　　 Seeing Jenkins looking inquisitively there, Mary explained quietly:

"Last week when the workers cleaned up the basement, they found out a pile of rotten clothes that Robert brought when he came to Nolan. We found this photo in the pocket of a coat. Robert thought it was thrown on the smuggling boat. ."

　　 "Grandfather?"

　　 This old man passed away 20 years ago before the outbreak of the plague. One day when he was repairing the warehouse, he was hit in the head by falling debris. When this happened, Robert Williams was only a teenager, and none of the three children in his generation would know him.

　　 "The appearance of my grandfather is really similar to that of my father..."

　　 He stood up and picked up the photo frame, walked back to the sofa and sat down again.

"Yes it is."

　　Mary puts her arms around Jenkins' neck naturally:

　　 "You are also very similar to your father, so Robert will spoil you and indulge you the most. Thank you to the sage for allowing you to go back to the right path again."

　　 Jenkins was a little uncomfortable with such intimacy, but he knew it was a proper interaction, so he just nodded to show that he understood what she was saying.

　　 "My father has no particular preference for me, and his love for John and Newman is the same."

"you are right."

　　Mary shook her head and said, looking at her little fool, she missed the time when the three brothers were young.

　　 She herself is a girl from the slums of Nolan City, and she has the same life experience as the former flower girl Fini Faithful who Jenkins met. But she accepted the help of the Church of the Sage not because of the help of the nobles, but because of her own luck.

　　Mary Williams’s original name was Mary Hunter, and the Hunters had no decent relatives. The grandfathers and grandmothers of John, Jenkins and Newman died in a severe winter, but Mary rarely talks about it at home, but every year at the end of the year in December, the whole family will put a bunch on the tomb. flower.

"Actually, I have always been curious, why is my middle name Redampute? In lingua franca, this seems to have the meaning of savior. John’s middle name comes from his grandfather’s name, and Newman’s middle name comes from a person whom Robert worships. A writer, what about Redampote?"

　　 he asked, this question has been puzzled for a long time.

　　 The cat, who was caught by his hand, could only close his eyes and calmly open one eye with interest, and his ears flicked to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

　　 "There is no reason, Jenkins, this is a request left by your grandfather. He asked, your father's second son, the middle name must be Redamput."

　　 "Then why did grandfather leave such a request?"

　　 Jenkins asked again. He had guessed whether it was because Robert had a strange dream or encountered a strange fortune-teller.

"I don’t know, it’s been a long time ago. Robert had already forgotten it, but miraculously remembered it on the day you were born. He, he has always thought that it was the death of his father to him. Urge~"

　　 As she said, Mary chuckled lightly, recalling the distant past.

　　 Jenkins is still confused, he feels that he needs to investigate the past of the Williams family.

　　 Robert and John also went home soon. John was holding a black leather bag that looked very dry. Although Jenkins doubted how many books could be in it, since Mary believed him, Jenkins couldn't say much.

　　 This is a perfect family dinner, the whole family is smiling. Robert has repeatedly asked Jenkins to give a detailed account of the meeting with the Queen, and compare his dinner at Cold Spring Palace with the meal tonight.

But Jenkins believes that he just wants to take advantage of Mary's distraction and add some drinks to his glass. The family's drink configuration is completely controlled by the hostess. She strongly opposes the excessive intake of men under her jurisdiction. Those dangerous liquids.

　　 Robert made a big deal for Smith United Mining Company this fall, so he was promoted last week. He is now a senior in the Nolan branch of a mining company. After hearing that Jenkins had some cash on hand, he suggested that he try to invest in the mine.

　　PS: In Europe, it is very common for family members to call by name directly. This should not need to be emphasized by me.

Chapter 523 Chapter 515 Water-absorbing Bones

　　 "Mining has the intention?"

　　 Jenkins heard this phrase, and his first reaction was Miss Fabry, who he was operating. But then I remembered that Robert was unlikely to be exposed to this incident, and with his knowledge of the industry, even if he heard about it, he could find that it was a scam.

　　 Seeing that Jenkins was still thinking, Robert persuaded:

　　 "I think you should also understand that only the gold pounds in circulation are valuable gold pounds, otherwise it is just a pile of good-looking pieces of paper."

　　 His words are very profound.

　　 "I have some ‘very valuable’ investment projects in my hands, and the bidding will soon be open. If you are interested, I can think of something."

　　 Robert is making it clear that he can influence the decision-making of mining companies to a certain extent.

　　 "And you are a nobleman, this background is very useful, just tax relief, can give you a lot of points in the partners."

　　 Jenkins is also considering this matter recently, but he is still waiting for the realization of the legacy left to him by Mr. Augustus. After thinking about it for a moment, I thought it was indeed a good idea, and then nodded:

　　 "This is good. But I have to wait a little longer for this. I will have a large sum of money at the end of the year, and it will not be too late to invest."

　　 "You can decide for yourself, and adults must have their own plans."

　　 said mature words, but the hands on the bottom of the table were secretly filling the amber liquid from the wine bottle into the glass. Mary's attention is still in the conversation between the two, so she did not find her husband's childish behavior.

　　 Jenkins knows very well that after the end of this conversation, once there is a cold spot at the dinner table, Mary will definitely start a conversation on the topic of marriage. So after denying the new topic of chocolate, he decided to steer the fire in other directions.