Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 The two chatted for a while, and the incredible things that happened in the city during the week when Dad left Nolan, they separated at the intersection of Fifth Queens Avenue.

　　 Dad left for the church, while Jenkins went to the club to meet his friends.

When 　　 opened the door of the room, only Hathaway was sitting inside, she rarely read a newspaper with her. Jenkins rarely saw Hathaway read the newspaper. This was not because she didn't care about current affairs, but Jenkins rarely saw her in the morning.

　　 "Miss Mihail hasn't arrived yet?"

　　 Because he was going to meet his father, Jenkins actually arrived here later than usual. According to the time of the day, Miss Mikhail should have ordered the servants to make a second pot of tea.

"Brieney sent a message just now. Her mother was infected with a cold. She probably won’t be able to come here in the afternoon. Recently Nolan did have a very strong flu. Although people like us rarely get sick, we have to Be careful."

　　 There are only two people in the room, so she speaks more casually. In fact, it is very inappropriate for single men and women to live in the same room, but for Jenkins, Miss Mikhail and Hathaway don't seem to care about this.

　　 "Did you hear about what happened last night?"

　　 She mentioned it as expected.

　　 "Yes, the meteorite crashed an entire block, I wonder if the church can find some meteorite iron and starry sky debris, that is casting..."

　　 Seeing that the girl's eyes were bad, Jenkins immediately stopped his acting stupid.

"I happened to sleep late last night, and happened to see the **** of lies and the monster before the blood moon from the window. To be honest, that scene was really shocking, although the abilities of the gifters will increase with the level of the user. And it has a stronger power, but I don’t think a mortal can do the same as the **** of lies, with one blow to seal the waterfall that falls from the sky."

　　 "No, a demigod can do it. But I don't think a mortal demigod can seal a river of blood, it's not an ordinary liquid at all."

　　 Hathaway seemed to know what happened last night, and in subsequent conversations, she could even describe what the gods that appeared last night did.

　　 She has nothing to do with the vampire thing, but if there is a connection, then only the George Liverpool can be mentioned.

Although no one but Jenkins had seen his face before the young man turned into a monster, the church easily found the deadly apartment in Hammerhead Street from the destroyed block and inferred it through some methods. What happened there, and thus discovered the role of George Liverpool in this matter.

　　 But that investigation report has not been written yet. Jenkins didn't know that the church had investigated so deeply, and Hathaway was able to say that Liverpool had something to do with last night.

　　 This is really incredible, and when Jenkins flew into the sky last night, he didn't even find Hathaway nearby. He immediately suspected that after the arrival of the [Wonderful Movement], Hathaway had given Hathaway new abilities or blessings, and this inference was quickly confirmed.

　　 "In the past, you told me about things related to the new god, but this time I understand it better."

　　 While smiling, she raised her hand and touched her right ear. There was the diamond earring that Jenkins had asked her not to keep. In fact, Jenkins gave this item to her. After all, he couldn't use it himself.

"Some time ago, a friend helped me strengthen the function of this earring. Now I can easily'pay attention' to the movement farther away...Well, you told me about the history of this item. However, it is actually related to the gods I believe in, so it can be easily strengthened."

　　 Having said that, he lowered his head and drew the holy emblem of the **** of music on his chest with slender fingers like white jade.

　　PS: The origin of the earrings is in Chapter 504.

Chapter 665 Chapter 653 Travel Preparation

　　 "This earring is related to that god?"

　　 The jewelry on Hathaway's ear was derived from a liberated pure soul. Before it disappeared, it even left precious teardrops that could increase the spirit of the benefactor. And that soul was an avid opera lover, and he would entangle Mr. Nellie, who occasionally passed by the cemetery after his death, because he was the master of a certain opera troupe. If inferred from this aspect, then the belief of that soul during his lifetime might indeed be exactly the same as Hathaway.

　　 And according to the performance of the soul ascending into the sky when it disappeared, her ultimate whereabouts is most likely related to God.

　　 "Coincidence?"

　　 He tilted his head and stroked the coquettish cat on his knees, thinking while listening to Hathaway's story of last night.

　　 The connection with the [Wonderful Movement], that is, the [God of Music], first began with that drop of divinity in the Shire. Except for the old lie **** who was halfway through, that **** should be the first among the six gods who descended to Nolan to participate in the Cthulhu Divine Son incident.

Jenkins still doesn’t know why he appeared in New Truman in the fall, and the corpse that appeared in the Shire’s cemetery is now extremely suspicious-on the last night of last year, except for the **** of flowers and celebrations. Except for the support, the other mortal bodies turned into light spots and left with the gods, leaving no corpses at all.

　　 Therefore, the divine body that appeared in the cemetery in Shire is a big problem no matter how you think about it.

　　 Thinking of the mysterious smile of the **** of music when the two gods met, Jenkins always had a creepy feeling.

　　 "He is not plotting a terrifying conspiracy like the God of Shadow and Stalking?"

　　 Jenkins thought with a sad face, planning to go to the Shire again after the winter trip. He wants to check the corpse in the cemetery again, hoping to find some details that he didn't notice last time.

　　 Hathaway mistaken Jenkins's sorrow for the city, so she whispered a few words of comfort. But Jenkins didn't think this at all, and could only answer vaguely.

　　 After having lunch in the club and the two were exchanging opinions on the opera soundtrack, Miss Mikhail finally arrived.

　　 There is a very important business of the Mikhail family near that ruined block, so the Marquis Mikhail has been very upset today. Even if Miss Mikhail's mother caught the wind, he only gave a few perfunctory greetings and went out.

　　 This makes Miss Mihail extremely dissatisfied, but this kind of dissatisfaction cannot be expressed at home, so she can only complain to her friends in the club.

　　 "I think my mother's illness is not serious, and this will not affect our winter travel. I hope I can relax my mood through travel. There are too many things that go wrong recently."

　　 This sentence has also entered Jenkins' heart, and he has encountered many unsatisfactory things recently. It just so happens that most of the threats facing Nolan City have been eliminated. Leaving the city and taking a one-week trip is the best way to relax.

　　Because I will leave early on Wednesday morning, the packing of my luggage has started last week. Even though the two ladies thought it would be fine to just bring some change of clothes, Jenkins still made serious preparations.

　　 Hathaway and Miss Mihail have been going there every winter in recent years. They were very excited in the afternoon of that day and described the general appearance of the villa in the mountains with Jenkins.

　　 It sounds very comfortable. The supporting facilities in the villa are complete, and the surrounding snow-capped mountains are also very pleasant. The fact that there is only one way to get in and out is very worrying for Jenkins.

　　 "If the bridge that crosses the mountain stream you mentioned is damaged, wouldn't we be trapped in the mountain?"

　　 He even uttered this worry, but only the girls laughed in exchange.

　　 Adhering to the principle of "the vampire has nothing to do with me", Jenkins did not even go to church today to inquire about things related to last night. And Miss Bevana also suspended his fighting class because she wanted to heal the divine injury left by the son of God. Therefore, he must carefully prepare for the upcoming trip. As for the city, the church will have a headache.

　　 Chocolate should be based on Jenkins’s actions of packing up clothes, and seeing that they are about to leave home for a long time, so they showed some anxiety.

　　 Jenkins forgot what he had heard from. Cats seem to be reluctant to leave a familiar place like dogs, so they understand this behavior of chocolate.

　　 It is natural to bring all of my belongings when I travel for a long time, and considering that I am away from home for a week, those horrible things will naturally be brought with me. Needless to say the remaining drop of divinity, the remaining handy items should be carried around just in case.

　　 Early on Tuesday morning, Jenkins fell into an inexplicable state of excitement. Even he didn't know where the excitement came from. He guessed that this might be because of the upcoming trip, far away from Nolan City, which gave him an extremely relaxed feeling.

　　 The morning paper mentioned a little bit about the air protection bill, but the larger space was used to report the amazing meteorite shower. Jenkins looked at the fabricated news that looked good. Maybe it was the power of lies of the **** of lies that really played a role. At least from the black and white photo taken on site, the traces really seemed to be hit by heavy objects falling from the sky.

　　 Even though [Mechanical Light] was used that night with the ability to recognize it, because no one dared to look up and look at the two creatures in the sky. In addition, all the scattered parts were burned by Jenkins with flames, so he didn't have to worry about what people would see.

　　 In fact, the most likely to see is the only Miss Magic who has seen that ability, but she was not there at the time.

　　 The morning sky has been gloomy, and the snow of the year before has not cleared, so the coachman did not dare to drive the carriage too fast. When I arrived at the old antique shop in the dangling carriage, there was no one in the shop, and even the fireplace was not lit. It seemed that old father was not there.

　　 Jenkins held his cat in one hand, opened the lock with the key and pushed the door in. At a glance, he saw the picture frame covered with gray canvas on the counter.

　　 There is a note left by the old man for Jenkins on the desktop, which probably means that he is going to work in the church today and ask Jenkins to give the picture to the woman, and then he can leave. Before Jenkins leaves for the train station tomorrow morning, he will go to St. George Street to send Jenkins and explain some things by the way.

　　PS: This volume will end soon, and the next volume is Intermission: Trip to Snow Mountain Villa. Thesis defense next week, I have been very busy recently! Ask for a ticket for a reward.

Chapter 666 Chapter 654 Women and Paintings

The words on the 　　 note are the same as the two discussed yesterday, so Jenkins was not too surprised after reading it. He put the chocolate on the table, and the cat neatly ran to the soft cushion that belonged to it. I walked up gracefully and wanted to lie down, but I probably haven't used it for a long time. The cushion was obviously not soft enough. It walked down and slapped the center of the cushion with its paws, and then lay down satisfied.

　　 Even though the old man is away today, Jenkins still gets clean water to clean the store according to his usual habits. It's just that he can no longer rely on copying those tadpoles to accumulate spirit, after all, he has already reached the fourth level.

　　 But the good news is that he now has five blank bubbles. Jenkins has already planned to apply to the church to learn [the blessing of knowledge] after returning from the trip. Divine art learning requires complicated conditions, but this is not a problem for large diocese like Nolan City.

　　 Thinking of ability, I naturally thought of [Real Phantom]. In the turmoil that lasted for a month, every force seemed to be very close to it, but in the end all the dust settled, and no one really got it.

　　 Maybe the Protoss was right, and the deliberate suitor eventually got nothing. Fate has long appointed its owner, and everything others have done is in vain.

　　 "But anyway, at least that ability won't bother me anymore. After all, I have to travel tomorrow, and today there are only less than 16 hours left."

　　 Jenkins currently knows some information, such as the need for the help of a **** with a specific priesthood, such as the need for the shadowless lamp, but this information is not enough to trigger [unknown road ahead] to guide the direction.

　　 He took that lamp with him when he went out today, and planned to send it to the church for safekeeping in a while. There is no need to take this thing to occupy the luggage compartment when traveling, and it is not easy to stay at home.

　　 "What's the use of this lamp? You can't just write the information on the bottom of the lamp holder, right?"

　　 He was thinking wildly, so scared that the cat almost exploded his hair.

　　 The cat fiddled with the Orb of Life paused and looked at Jenkins's busy back. But soon it withdrew its gaze from the man, and turned to look at the painting on the counter.

　　 "Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten to ask if the chef in that mountain village will prepare cat food."

　　 Jenkins muttered to himself, and the chocolate's attention was immediately removed from the inedible painting.

　　 The Mrs. Scollet did not come to the antique shop until almost nine o'clock. She came on foot and did not ride in a carriage. Pushing open the door of the store and seeing the painting on the counter, tears of sorrow immediately overflowed in his eyes.

　　 Jenkins thinks she is thinking of her husband who passed away ten years ago, so it doesn't feel strange.

　　 "Hello, my dad is out temporarily, let me give you the painting for him. Thank you for your trust in the antique shop. Over the past ten years, this painting has helped us a lot."

　　 "It's nothing, and I thank Mr. Oliver for keeping this painting so good."

　　 While she was talking, she had already walked to the counter and stretched out her hand to press on the canvas. The sentimental and sorrowful mood almost infected Jenkins on the side.

　　 "It's been ten years and still love each other like this. This must be a very loving couple."

　　 Jenkins appreciates such a long-lasting love.

　　Before the handover, the woman needs to check whether the oil painting is defective one last time. After tearing off the canvas, Jenkins saw that the oil painting was a man sitting on a chair.

　　 He looked very depressed. Although his clothes were neatly dressed and his hair was straight, the artist gave him a pair of light blue eyes with a superb technique. That pair of eyes raised the artistic value of this painting to an astonishing level, and that's why it was regarded as a treasure of the town by the old man.

　　 The age of the man in the picture is about the same as the current Mrs. Scolett, but he is definitely not Mr. Scolett. The age of this painting is close to three digits, and the man in the painting lives in a more distant era.

　　 The most unusual thing about this painting is that, except for the man, the entire canvas is painted black. It's like a man living in a small and dark space, which better brings out his godless eyes.

　　 I don't know if it was an illusion, Jenkins even observed the man sighing at a certain moment.

　　 He admired the artist's amazing skills, but unfortunately the artist did not leave his name in the painting. Even the old man doesn't know who the creator of this painting is. According to common sense, a painter who can create such a work should not be easily submerged in the trend of history.

　　 "No problem, this is indeed my painting. You have kept it very well, Mr. Oliver is really a trustworthy person."

　　 Mrs. Scollet whispered, and she reached out a little nostalgic and touched the man's face in the picture.

　　 But after a layer of picture frame, all she touched was the cold glass plate. Jenkins suddenly felt a little awkward, no matter how she looked at the attitude of the woman, there was something wrong.

　　 The last time she came, she had already confirmed that this was an ordinary person, but to be cautious, Jenkins opened the [Eye of Reality] again.

　　 Seeing the result startled Jenkins, and saw that the painting and the woman all had the same brightness of magical auras.

"Ok?"

　　 Before he could react, the sad woman removed her hand from the frame and asked softly:

　　 "Can I take it away?"

　　 As her hand leaves the painting, the aura of the woman disappears, but the aura of the painting still exists.

　　 "Um...oh, please wait a second, the old man said that in order to thank you for your trust for so many years, he would give you a gift, and I will give it to you now."

　　 "Is that so? Thank you very much Mr. Oliver."

　　 She thanked her softly, and she touched the man in the painting with her finger again, and she felt aura again.

"what's going on?"

　　 Jenkins still hasn't figured out what happened.

　　 What he said just now was naturally false, he just wanted to delay some time to figure out the secrets of the woman. Before that, he hadn't felt the slightest thing wrong with Mrs. Scollet, she was obviously an ordinary person.

　　 With this thought, he tiptoes to pull the cardboard box on the container, trying to find something that can be given away at will. But his luck was so bad that the carton he pulled down contained the ornaments used at the end of the year. Obviously it was the old man who got them here, and Jenkins thought it was some dinner plates.

　　 Just when Jenkins was considering whether to use the power of a lie, the woman who had been observing his actions took the initiative to speak:

　　 "You are a gifter, are you?"

　　 "Huh? Oh? I mean, what is the gifter?"

　　 He turned around with an awkward smile, deliberately pretending to be clumsy.

Chapter 667 Chapter 655 Cursed Cycle

　　 "Young sir, you don't need to lie to me, I won't reveal your secrets. But you still have to be careful in the future. Not all people have evil intentions."

　　 Mrs. Scollet seemed to affirm that Jenkins was the benefactor, but she only pointed out this point. After that, the woman nodded to Jenkins, picked up the frame and was about to leave, but Jenkins stopped her:

"Sorry. About the gifter... we can talk about it later. But in fact, I really want to know about this painting. Since you think I am the gifter, you should also know that most of the gifters have Some unique abilities. I can feel this painting is extraordinary, but I don’t know where this feeling comes from. Could you tell me the story behind this painting? To be honest, I’m a very Famous writers are really curious about the stories behind such extraordinary works of art."

　　 The woman did not have any malicious intent towards Jenkins, and Jenkins did not want to conflict with her, so she adopted this peaceful way. Of course, he is also ready to resolve it violently. Now that all his belongings, including metal blocks, are in the box under the counter, he is confident to solve all the troubles.

　　His luck is obviously not bad, the woman hesitated for a moment, and did not refuse the request. She put the painting on the table again, but her hand did not leave:

"You are not the first person who wants to know the story between us, but the last person who wanted to explore the story passed away 49 years ago. I am always willing to share our story with an audience who is willing to listen. He is the opposite...This is not a story with a good ending. I hope you can prepare in advance."

　　 Jenkins nodded, he can accept any kind of story, especially one that can be heard without spending any money.

　　 "My name is Chulen Carmel, and his name is Speed ​​Foote. We were originally a pair of lovers who lived in a long time ago."