Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 A certain memory from a few weeks ago suddenly flooded into my mind. In the old antique shop, the photo album on the counter clearly appeared in front of my eyes.

"this is......"

　　 Daddy only showed Jenkins a few of these photos, and in one of the photos with blurred background, the boy's face was at least 80% similar to the young person in the photo. Even Jenkins can think that this is the same person.

　　 "Daddy actually knew Miss Stuart's great-grandfather?"

　　 He didn't expect that his and his friends had such an unknown connection, but after thinking about it, he found a new problem.

　　 "Miss Stuart, can you take the liberty to ask."

　　 He stretched out his finger to point to the painting, "Excuse me, in what year was your great-grandfather born in the general calendar?"

　　Miss Stuart was taken aback, and then replied: "The general calendar is 1753. The great-grandfather did not give birth to his grandfather until he was nearly 60 years old, so even his father did not have a deep impression of him."

　　 This is a big problem. If the person in the old man's photo is really this Encido Stuart, then his current age is definitely not in line with his actual appearance in his fifties.

　　 "It's the last month of 1865 in the General Calendar. In other words, Dad is at least 90 years old?"

　　 He scratched his hair, turned and walked towards Miss Stuart. While walking, the palm of his right hand was lifted upwards, and a book with the palm of his hand gradually became solid from illusion.

　　 Julia carefully covered her mouth. Based on the knowledge she learned around Dolores, this should be a gift. She was not surprised that Mr. Williams possessed such an item, but she did not expect that he would show it in front of everyone without scruples.

　　 The first page of the book in Jenkins's hands is automatically opened, and the black and white colors appear in the pages of the old parchment, which is naturally the photo in memory.

　　 "Miss Stuart, do you have any impression of this person?"

　　 He handed the [Book of Memories] to Miss Stuart, who took it over carefully, looked down for a few seconds, with a puzzled expression on his face.

　　 She looked up at the oil painting, then looked down at the photo printed on the parchment again, her doubts turned into shock.

"Mr. William, this should be the great-grandfather. Yes, look at the medal on his clothes. The great-grandfather gave it to his grandfather when he was 13 years old. I saw it before his grandfather died! Mr. William, you Does your friend know his great-grandfather?"

　　 "No, I'm not sure."

　　 Jenkins shook his head and put away the book of memories. He pulled out a piece of white paper from the desk, and the photo just now appeared again.

　　 "Sorry, Miss Stuart, can you please find a way to confirm it, maybe this is just a coincidence. Although this is not necessary, the other person in the picture is very important to me."

Chapter 601 Chapter 590

　　 In fact, Dolores herself did not know about her great-grandfather, because even her family rarely talked about this ancestor. He can be called a good king, but he does not seem to be a good father.

　　 Court rumors are what people like to talk about most, and there are many rumors about Encido Stuart. The most well-known story is that about a century ago before he became a king.

　　The chaotic court conspiracy, the rain of fire from the sky, the screams deep in the dungeon...

　　 "Of course there is no problem, this is not a troublesome thing."

　　 Dolores took the paper and handed it to Julia, who folded it and clamped it in the waist of the petticoat.

　　 Alexia has never seen Daddy, at least Jenkins thinks she has never seen him. But she believes that longevity is not a rare thing for a gifted person. Even if the father is not a high-level gifted person, he is likely to have the secret medicine or ability to prolong life.

　　 It is worth noting the relationship between the old man and the Stuart family.

　　 "Maybe Jenkins's teacher is a relative of Dolores."

　　 While she was talking, she looked at Miss Stuart, who blushed and lowered her head.

　　 But this conjecture is wrong. The old man mentioned that he came to Luen when he was young only for a long-term mission of the church.

　　Considering that Miss Stuart is not suitable for contact with those terrible things, the interrogation of the vampire was conducted by Jenkins and Alexia together in her residence.

　　Although there is no fascinating cooperation this time, which makes things a little more complicated, Alexia is completely different from when he left Nolan City.

　　 It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that Chocolate was sleeping peacefully in front of the fireplace, and Jenkins barely figured out what he wanted to know.

　　 "That mirror is indeed the omniscience treasure mirror, but I didn't expect that the vampire species would really have a short-term cooperation with the followers of the evil gods."

　　 He took the initiative to disclose the "Undead" incident to Alexia, and emphatically mentioned the attack under the tree. The woman listened to everything with a smile, but did not appear surprised.

　　 The vampire caught by them revealed that in a brief collaboration with another group, the mirror was briefly lent out and asked a question:

　　【What kind of action can be taken now to maximize the success rate of plan implementation? 】

　　 The answer is to find a way to go to an inexplicable place on an inexplicable date and assassinate an inexplicable person.

　　 But at least this time the mirror's answer is correct. If they succeed in killing the curious writer under the old trees in the evergreen forest, then there will be no psychic events in the wrong place afterwards.

　　 Although he has not inquired about the [real phantom] from the captured bloodsucking species, he has already explained the key to the "Savior Game" at the end of the era. And the most important information is how to obtain the ability. At the end of each epoch, this ability with a special nature will appear, and the winner will automatically become a candidate for the savior.

　　Most are natural gifts, and a small part can be learned through ability. But by the eighteenth era, most can learn.

　　It corresponds to the salvation ability of the red fighting system-such as twin demons, which is the only type of qualification that can be transferred. This emblem transfers the host by killing, which is why Jenkins gained the ability after killing the twin demon. But at that time, they had not completed the last step, so the [Twin Devil] did not show particularity at the beginning, and it didn't really take shape until Jenkins defeated another competitor head-on.

　　 The ability to save the world classified as the white basic system-such as the undead, if obtained through rituals rather than world gifts, then the rituals held must be recognized rituals. In other words, the reason for obtaining the emblem is to have the ability recognized by the world, not to obtain the emblem by obtaining the ability.

　　 These are two different causal relationships, which Jenkins has already vaguely understood.

　　 As for the magical abilities like [True Phantom], the process of ritual acquisition must be related to the gods. That mirror is very vague about this point, even the vampires don't know whether it knows everything.

　　 This is the current information, and when Jenkins wanted to know more about the other world [Blood Fortress] and even the corresponding great master, the person captured in front of him suddenly roared, and then the entire projected body quickly vaporized.

　　 Alexia was too late to stop Jenkins’s problem, so she could only pull him aside.

　　 "Don't ask such questions casually."

　　 she warned quietly.

　　 The strong wind made the curtains flutter up and fly freely, and a strange red light beam dropped from the void, shot into the window, wrapped the exposed soul, and then pushed it into powder little by little.

　　 Chocolate yawned with one eye open, twisted his waist and lay on his stomach. Jenkins and Alexia stayed there for a long time and did not dare to move.

　　 "Sorry, I was reckless...I think I finally understand why those who know the secret of [Master] always look like ‘I know but I dare not say’."

　　 Jenkins was terribly intimidated and had to return to Nolan City. He had a rather unpleasant dream again tonight, in which he silently saw Mr. Benz's figure gradually go away, and it was an acquaintance, Mr. Augustus, who led him to the darkness.

　　 He was wearing a shabby black robe with a hood, and his body was surrounded by a gray mist. But in the dream, the two people who went away seemed to be unable to see this bystander, bit by bit immersed in the darkness deep in the dream.

　　 "What is going crazy with me?"

　　 He woke up rubbing his painful temple, suspecting that he was under too much pressure recently. Wake up the cat on the side and prepare for a bad Wednesday.

　　 Even for Jenkins, sleeping only two hours at night will cause headaches and lack of energy the next day. But fortunately, Dad thought he was still affected by what happened last night, so it didn't feel strange.

　　 After being promoted to Level 2 a long time ago, Jenkins never felt uncomfortable when he copied the tadpole text on the stone tablet of black and white photos. Today, perhaps because of his poor mental state, he felt dizzy when he held the pen, and later the feeling of dizziness became more and more obvious.

　　 After finishing the copy, he packed up the pen and paper, put his arms on the counter, and fell asleep soon.

　　 The old man sitting in front of the fireplace and reading the newspaper looked up at him, then turned the newspaper to the next page. The chocolate ball of black and white hair also looked at Jenkins, got up and walked off the cushion, and then lay down next to his head again.

Chapter 602 Chapter 591: A Night in the Deep Winter

　　 People with strong souls can often get enlightenment from the future in their sleep, and Miss Audrey also agrees with this. Although Jenkins's divination study is not progressing smoothly, he can indeed be called a powerful soul.

　　 did not dream of the giant cat that often haunts dreams, nor did he dream of friends alive or dead. This time I saw the skilled coroner and Hathaway's strange cousin.

　　 When they appeared together at the same time, Jenkins realized that they all had an almost identical temperament. Even if he had only met a stranger once, he couldn't mention any ill feelings.

　　 "This is really interesting. Are Hathaway's cousin and coroner also relatives?"

　　 When he woke up with such doubts, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. He was a little hungry, and was wearing a heavy khaki cotton coat.

　　 The shop is very quiet, Jenkins can only hear the click of his pocket watch and the wall clock. He stood up and stretched out to make the two ladies who passed by the glass laugh with each other. Looking around, he found that Dad was not in the shop.

　　 "Meow~"

　　Chocolate lazily cried, indicating that it is still there.

　　 Jenkins found the message left by his father under the little chocolate paws, and a batch of goods coming from the wrong direction came from the port. Although the port area is closed due to freezing, smuggling can always find a way.

　　 He asked Jenkins to look at the store and leave when he came back.

　　 "So, are you watching the store all afternoon?"

　　 He patted the chocolate squatting nicely beside him.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 "Okay, no matter what fruit is taken out today, it belongs to you!"

　　 pushed the door open and wanted to go out to find some food, only to find snow falling in the sky. The snow is not dense, but it is enough to cover the earth. When Jenkins returned to the store with a paper bag of bread, the roof and street were completely white.

　　 He took off his gloves, scarf, and cotton cap, and threw it on the counter, and went to the fireplace with the chocolates to cook. The deep winter is finally here, and this will be the last difficult day of the year.

He didn’t make any business all afternoon, but there was a shivering woman begging outside the door. Jenkins found a piece of scrap iron and bent it into the shape of a dustpan, and gave her the remaining bread and some charcoal. .

　　 The freezing of the river means that most of the workers in the wharf area have lost their financial resources. If the family does not hoard food in advance like those wintering animals, then what awaits them will be catastrophic.

　　 The woman couldn't help but thank you after receiving those things. She wanted to grab Jenkins's hand, but she was worried that she would stain the man's hands. Seeing her leaving along the low wall of the street, Jenkins felt inexplicably sad.

　　 Daddy returned to the antique shop happily at 6:30. It was already completely dark at that time, and he probably made a satisfactory deal. He insisted on sending Jenkins back to the church, so the two of them each held a black umbrella and marched into the snowy night.

　　 The cold wind was violent, and there was a humid smell in the air. The wind and snow were a bit heavy, so neither of them spoke when they were on the way.

　　 There were no lights of kerosene lamps at the street corner where there were often carriages, and they could only walk along the Fifth Queen’s Road. The chocolate has gotten back into Jenkins' arms because of the cold, and it may also be a little hungry.

　　 They passed by number 431 very quickly, and Jenkins also raised his head and glanced at it. The place had been blocked again because of the woman who made a living by combing love.

　　 "I heard some news today."

　　 probably because of feeling dull, the old man took the initiative to bring up a topic. He had to increase his voice to prevent the wind and snow from obstructing the conversation between the two.

"Remember those gifters from the Church of Creation and Machinery? They helped the church inspect the B-08-02-8214 machine that was found last night. As a result, they made an amazing discovery—this special item has recently consumed its own poles. Too much energy has temporarily lost the ability to transfer space."

　　 "Oh, is that right?"

　　 This must have nothing to do with Jenkins. When he and Miss Audrey used it, they just tested some rubbish.

　　 "The church believes that if the power of this item can be continuously consumed, then it will be possible to seal it permanently. However, the specific situation is still being discussed, and the secretaries may have to work hard for a while."

　　 From a distance, I saw the lights at the intersection in front of Michel Quay Street. Two men with umbrellas walked forward quickly. It turned out to be a carriage.

　　 The coachman did not hide in the carriage, but was sitting trembling in the shelter and waiting. The fluff on the edge of his cotton hat has been dyed with a layer of frost, and the shoulders are also covered with snowflakes. Seeing two people approaching, the coachman quickly stood up and bowed to the two people, and then asked them to open the door of the car.

　　 "Go to the Church of the Sage."

　　 "Okay, gentlemen."

　　Although dangerous items such as carbon stoves cannot be used in the wooden compartment, the compartment that is insulated from wind and snow is at least more comfortable than the outside. The chocolate still didn't want to get out of the coat. Jenkins was worried that there was no air in it and squeezed it. He didn't even dare to fasten all the buttons of the coat.

　　 After getting in the car and chatting with the coachman, Jenkins was curious why he didn't hide in the car and wait for the guests.

　　 The coachman replied:

　　 "I hid in the carriage, and the guests who wanted to use the carriage could not see the coachman, and would mistake it for the carriage to be unusable now. And when I was sitting outside, they must know that I was waiting for the guests."

　　 Jenkins also wanted to ask why he didn’t hang the light outside as a reminder that the carriage can be used normally. But after thinking about it, doing so may still cause misunderstandings among passengers looking for the carriage. The coachman probably doesn't want to miss any business because of his laziness.

　　 Street lights have also been erected on Fifth Queen’s Road, but on such a blizzard night, the dim lights appear even more dim. It is better than nothing. After all, this is the only light on the earth after the moon is covered.

　　 Daddy and Jenkins chatted casually with the coachman on the road, and the coachman also agreed with the city to install street lighting facilities. For people like him who also work at night, light means safety, at least safer than total darkness.

　　 "Of course, the most important thing is that I don't need to dig out even a copper for these gas street lamps~ Praise the Church of the Sages! May the light of knowledge shine on the earth!"

　　 Obviously he is not a believer of the sage, but at least in the street lamp matter, sincere thanks to the church that paid a large sum of money. Of course, the admiration at the back may be to compliment the two passengers on the carriage. Going to the church on such a night must be related people in the church.

Section 603 Chapter 592 Fraud, Dragon and Mark

　　 Ride in the carriage with the old man, it must be Jenkins who paid the money. In addition to the normal fare, he gave the coachman a silver coin as a tip for Xueye. When the two entered the church from the main entrance, they could still see the coachman standing in the snow looking at them when they looked back.

　　 "Some emotions, right?"

　　 asked, while sweeping the snow on his hair and shoulders.

　　 "Yes, I think normal sympathetic people will sigh with emotion."

　　 Jenkins doesn't need to sweep the snow, because the nuns who came after hearing the news already took soft towels to do it for them.

"When I was young, I was just as emotional as you. I have witnessed many people's life changes over the years. Compared with the past, this era is generally good, but there are still areas that need to be changed. These are all you young people. Thing."

　　 He patted Jenkins on the shoulder and walked alone towards the back courtyard.

　　 Because of the blizzard weather tonight, fewer people came to the evening class than last time. The focus of the two or three new faces is not the content of the arithmetic class, but Jenkins's opinions on "Miss Fabry Investment".

　　 For them, the most knowledgeable person they can reach is Jenkins. Therefore, he must be consulted for this kind of things that may change the fate of the family.