Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　Although he only left Nolan for a week, spring has already arrived here.

　　 The thick fog envelops the city in early spring. It should be a sunny Thursday morning, but I can’t see any sunlight when I walk on the street.

　　 There are few pedestrians, and most of them are in a hurry. The carriage broke through the fog and drove out of the thick fog behind it, and then quickly drove into the more distant fog.

　　 Jenkins raised his hand and pressed his hat, and walked slowly behind the strolling chocolate. Today, the rare cat is willing to move by himself. Jenkins feels very relieved. Therefore, even though St. George Avenue and the old craftsman’s shop are far away, he did not choose a carriage.

　　 "I'm going to eat in the evening, I'm going to inform Hathaway now, is it a bit late?"

　　 He muttered in his heart, and suddenly an unknown premonition appeared in his heart.

　　 This premonition is so sudden that it makes Jenkins firmly believe that this is not an illusion but a hint of inspiration.

　　 "Don't have any problems, I will be in trouble if there are problems."

　　 Thinking in his heart, he stretched out his hand and fished it in the air. Of course he couldn't catch anything. After all, the mist was not solid or liquid.

　　 But in such a low visibility situation, suddenly reaching out to the side is quite a dangerous action. Jenkins didn't notice someone running hurriedly behind him, so he raised his hand and hit that person on the shoulder.

　　 The pedestrians who passed by didn't care, and ran away in a hurry without even hearing Jenkins' apology.

　　 "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

　　 He muttered and continued to walk forward, and the cat flicked his tail to lead the way. Jenkins believes that this cat knows the road completely, and its ability to recognize the road is much better than that of humans.

　　 "After visiting Hathaway in a while, let's go to the church to take a look. Maybe we can meet the old man, he probably doesn't know that I have returned."

　　 "Meow~"

　　Chocolate means it doesn’t matter.

　　 One person, one cat, one step after another, step by step, when they came to the block near the river bank, there were almost no pedestrians on the road.

　　 bypassed the steam valve jetting out on the side of the wall, and suddenly heard a noise coming from in front of him, and when he approached, he found that two men were pushing each other on the street. Judging by his clothes, one of them should be the man who was passing by Jenkins accidentally just now, and the other middle-aged man, who was older, said "late", "performance", "fired" and so on, with an angry expression on his face. .

　　 "It seems that I'm still late."

　　 Jenkins muttered in his heart, then bypassed the two of them and continued to walk through the thick fog.

　　PS: There is one more chapter, turn it back.

Section 891 Chapter 874 Road (Part 2)

　　 When approaching the river bank and preparing to cross the river, the dazed flower seller caught Jenkins's attention. She was dressed in shabby clothes, carrying her little basket with a desperate expression. Whenever pedestrians pass by, they will lean forward timidly, but no one chooses to buy her flowers.

　　 "I'm going to invite others to dinner. It seems impolite empty-handed. It is very suitable to bring some flowers as a gift."

　　 He found a suitable reason for himself, and then beckoned Chocolate not to move on. They temporarily deviated from the correct way forward and crossed the street to the other side of the intersection. Jenkins began to search for change in his pocket.

　　 He never gave large amounts of money to these poor children, those things are very likely to cause disaster.

　　It took a lot of time to talk with the flower girl. The little girl was afraid of Jenkins' kindness at first, and seemed to treat him as a terrible character like a trafficker. Fortunately, the appearance of chocolate is cute enough. Seeing that such a cat is willing to get close to Jenkins, the girl slightly relaxes her vigilance and allows Jenkins to get close.

　　 By the time he set off again with a bunch of flowers, nearly twenty minutes had passed. So Jenkins was not surprised when he saw the desperate man appear by the bridge ahead.

　　 "It looks like I was really fired."

　　The desperate expression cannot be disguised. The man holds his black briefcase and looks at the river under the bridge. He can feel his bad mood at the moment just by looking at the back.

　　 "Isn't it because you want to commit suicide?"

　　 Jenkins guessed.

　　 He held the flower in his left hand, and took out his pocket watch with his right hand and looked at it. Seeing that the time was still early, he walked along the bridge to the man's side and stood beside him pretending to be casual.

　　 "The weather today is still so bad. I haven't seen such a spring in many years."

　　 Chat is a good way to start a topic. Jenkins hopes that the way he speaks can be more natural.

　　 Unsurprisingly, the man next to him ignored him, still staring at the river under the bridge in a daze.

　　 Chocolate rubbed Jenkins's boots against his feet. In order to deal with the dinner party, it now has a good idea.

　　 "Life is still very good, isn't it. Look at the river, no matter what kind of stones are obstructing it, the river is still flowing forward."

　　 Jenkins is not a persuasive person, his speaking skills are actually very low...probably.

　　 The man still ignored him.

"We met just now, do you know, I happened to bump into you on the road, oh, man, you run so fast. What's wrong now? Be happy, even if you don’t have a job, you can still find a new one. My neighbor lost his job before the winter, but soon found a new one and earned more pounds."

　　 The man still didn't speak, his face was desperate and terrifying. The coat he was wearing looked cheap, and the cuffs were patched. It's just that the tinker's needlework is a bit poor, and the stitches are very messy.

　　 "I'll stop here. By the way, by the way, the ice on the river has not completely melted. If you accidentally fall, the chance of death is very small."

　　 He stretched out his hand and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, and then led the cat to continue walking along the bridge. This was enough. Jenkins did everything he could, and judging from the surprised expression at the end, the man's willingness to commit suicide was not very strong.

　　 "The air is getting worse and worse."

　　 Jenkins was still thinking this way when he walked off the bridge. He slowly followed behind the kitten who was in a particularly good mood for some reason, feeling like a servant following the king.

　　 "If I can become a king, I must enact laws to limit illegal emissions as soon as possible. However, the development of the steam industry cannot be stagnated because of this. Now it is an era of great changes, and it is not good to violate the laws of the times."

　　 was thinking of something inexplicable, and while waiting for the carriage to pass by at the intersection, she thought of Miss Windsor for some reason.

　　 "It seems better for Miss Windsor to become the new queen of the Kingdom of Fedictelli than to let a strange foreigner succeed as the king."

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The meaning of the cat's call is unknown.

"The last time I fought with Scroo Pompeii, the soul storm of that sword was really troublesome. Next time I go out, remember to bring my fantasy flower. It only takes a huge number of souls to complete its final growth. ."

　　 Thinking of the picture of himself holding the flowerpot and taking the cat out, Jenkins suddenly felt a little funny.

　　 The old craftsman’s shop is in an alley not far from the river bank. When I turned into the alley, I saw the shop’s door wide open.

　　 After walking around the unknown excrement in the middle of the alley, he walked into the shop. The old craftsman was wearing a piece of high-end-looking monocle, while spinning the brass pinion next to his eyes, he was struggling to observe the necklace in his hand.

　　 There is a blue gemstone in the middle of the necklace, but the reflection color is a bit wrong.

　　 "Please wait a minute, Mr. William, I'll get your set of jewelry right away."

　　 "Did you hear my footsteps?"

　　 The old craftsman knew that Jenkins came in without looking up.

　　 "No, I heard your cat's barking."

　　 The rough stone that Robert gave to Jenkins is indeed a good material. According to the old craftsman, after grinding away the surface of the stone skin, it is almost full of gems.

　　Because the material is more than expected, the jewelry made has also increased. The original plan was to create a complete set of jewelry, including hairpins, a pair of earrings, necklaces, rings, brooches, five buttons and so on. This sounds a lot, but in fact the precious metal used is the point, and gems are just an embellishment.

　　 After discovering that there was too much material, the old craftsman simply made two sets of jewelry with careful calculation, and the styles of these two sets were all carefully designed. The wages paid to him are commensurate with the craftsmanship, and the shops recommended by the old man are absolutely reliable.

　　 The two sets of jewellery were placed in a black suitcase. The inside of the box had a sponge groove designed according to the shape of the jewelry. The sponge was decorated with black velvet cloth, allowing the gems to shine quietly in the cloth.

　　 "The two sets are too much, I don't know if Hathaway is willing to accept so many."

　　 After leaving the store politely, he turned out of the alley and walked along the street. Across the thick fog, I saw a carriage parked at the intersection in front of me from a distance, and quickly walked over to find Hathaway.

　　 The pleasure of wandering around the chocolate has almost been consumed, and it has been squatting on Jenkins' shoulders since it left the store. This requires a strong sense of balance, and only this smart kitten can do it.

Chapter 892 Chapter 875

"As long as I get through today’s difficulties, I will have the energy to clean up the sword... and tomorrow’s baptism. The secret guard seemed to mention it last night. The ritual of learning [Books of Blessing] will also take place. It will be held there together. As long as I master this magical technique, I think I really have nothing to fear."

　　 Jenkins was still thinking about it as he walked to the carriage.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat responded to Jenkins's self-talk, but knew in his heart that he couldn't do it.

　　 The driver also saw the young man and his cat who were walking. His professional sensitivity made him see that Jenkins was a guest who was going to take the car. Just standing up to say hello, a person suddenly appeared behind him, and the driver was startled.

　　 "I want to take a car to the Malfoy Bookstore."

　　 The person here is wet, like a water ghost crawling out of the river. He was shivering all over, holding his hands on his chest and curling his neck, his face pale and even pitiful.

　　 "So he still jumped down..."

　　 The man who greeted the coachman was the desperate man who had just been fired, and Jenkins was happy that he was not dead.

　　 "Let's take this gentleman away first, he seems to need this carriage more. God, this kind of weather falling into the water is really terrible."

　　 Jenkins said to the coachman graciously. Seeing him with a flower in one hand and a suitcase in the other hand, the coachman was full of spirits, and he knew that the man was in a good mood today.

　　 Sorry smiled at Jenkins, and helped the drenched middle-aged man get into the car.

　　 "What a coincidence, is this the first time I met him today?"

　　While walking down the street looking for the next carriage, Jenkins muttered in his heart. A wonderful feeling penetrated into his heart, this kind of "coincidence" seemed too coincidental.

"Ok......"

　　 True Eye looked around, but found no additional colors. It's just that the aura of chocolate is stronger, which means that this cat is becoming stronger.

　　 Although I don’t know how ordinary transcendent animals strengthen themselves, they probably won’t be so lazy every day like chocolate.

　　 I have never seen a cat concentrate on doing something for half a year of adopting this cat. It has been interested in the seeds of fantasy flowers for the longest time, but lost interest in them at the end of winter.

　　 found another carriage and hurried to the house of Earl Hesha. It is very unfortunate that Earl Hesha is at home. In the morning of such a worker, he did not go to the naval headquarters or the city hall, but stayed at home to supervise his younger son's homework, which is really surprising.

　　 What’s even more embarrassing is that Jenkins once threatened this middle-aged man. From that time on, the relationship between the two people became very delicate.

　　Earl Hesha, with extremely powerful eyes, looked at the visiting young man with a kind of scrutiny, and the reception room was embarrassed for a while. Both of them have a serious expression on the surface, even the action of holding up the tea cup is impeccable, but in fact they are both annoyed because they can't find the topic to talk about.

　　 "Is Hathaway at home?"

　　 Finally, Jenkins spoke first.

　　 "She went to visit her aunt in Mainz and will be back tomorrow."

　　 "......"

　　 appeared near the mansion of the Marquis of Mihail, it happened to be eleven o'clock in the morning. Jenkins met the man who attempted suicide because he was fired at the intersection again.

　　 He was standing on the second floor of an apartment building, arguing with a woman with a loud voice. The content of the quarrel seemed to be because the man brought a weird and obstructive thing back home.

　　 The voice of middle-aged people is a bit hoarse, and it is inevitable to catch a cold when falling into the water this season. I just hope that he has not caught up with the tail of the winter flu. Now that the plague is about to break out, it is absolutely impossible for people who are sick to find work.

　　 "Why did you meet him again?"

　　 Jenkins was secretly alert, but opened his eyes again to check the neighborhood, and found no suspicious people or objects there. But the thing that the middle-aged man picked up home was very unusual. Judging from the dim golden aura color and shape, it was probably the construction waste discarded by the church.

　　 exists in the church all the year round, giving those building materials some magical powers, but I don’t know why they were thrown into the river.

　　 "Could it be that when the carriage carrying garbage passed the bridge, because the wheels were pressed against the repaired joints of the bridge, the things accumulated on the car fell into the water?"

　　 He felt that he had found the truth.

　　 When the housekeeper of Mihaier led Jenkins in, the Marquis Mihaier was not at home. Because the visit as Jenkins Williams was regarded as a visit between the nobles, Miss Mikhail's mother and the second son who happened to be at home temporarily received Jenkins and his cat.

　　 "Is Briney at home now?"

　　 "She and her friends went to the Hams Manor in the south of the city. I heard that Miss Hams brought a new style of grass ball game from the Kingdom of Chesland."

　　 "......"

　　 In the remote Northland of Ruen, when I met Miss Stuart, it was noon Noon time. For some reason, Alexia's spiritual magnet is in the hands of the princess, and the princess and her maid are in the carriage.

　　 Judging from the sound from outside the car, they were walking through the bustling city, and the women did not expect Jenkins to appear suddenly.

　　 "Good morning, Miss Stuart, good morning, Miss Minnevik...Where is Alexia now?"

　　 "Good afternoon, Mr. William. The teacher has just set off to the tower. I applied for a half-day visit for her, and she won't be back until midnight today."

Her Royal Highness Princess 　　 kept a dignified smile, pulling her skirt with her hands and asked in a low voice:

　　 "Do you have anything to find Teacher Miller?"

"I......"

　　 In fact, it is also possible to invite Miss Stuart, Jenkins thinks she will not refuse. But it suddenly occurred to me that the three princes were only sixteen years old, and bringing the sixteen-year-old girl home might cause big trouble. And her identity is sensitive. Even if Jenkins doesn't mind letting Nolan's church know that he and Ruen are involved, he definitely can't involve a princess.

　　 "It's okay, I just want to talk to her about the tree house..."

　　 Such an important banquet invitation should have been sent out a week or even a month in advance. But Jenkins was so busy this month that he reached the last day of the month without paying attention.

　　 He had thought of the difficulties he would encounter, such as not knowing which lady to invite. But never thought that he couldn't find anyone who could take it home.