Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 He picked up the riding whip that was set aside, glanced at it, and put it down, and then shook the rein like a coachman. The boring horse, which was eating the grass by the roadside, started to move by himself. Although the speed is not fast, but it does start to walk along the road.

　　 "It's great...no, it's not in that direction, turn around!"

　　 Although the process had some twists and turns, Jenkins finally returned to the church before the arithmetic class started. The horse was more docile than Jenkins imagined. Although sometimes he couldn't understand Jenkins' intentions correctly, at least he didn't run wildly.

　　 This made Jenkins more deeply understand the difference between chocolate and ordinary animals in terms of intelligence.

　　 The horse was not hostile or dissatisfied with the writer who had stunned his former owner. In the end, the man, the corpse and the cat were sent to the church smoothly.

　　 asked the guard at the entrance of the church to introduce the carriage into the stable behind the church, and then ran to Miss Bevana's office quickly. Because there was Jenkins' fighting class tonight, she was still there, and Jenkins was a little surprised when he knocked on the door and went in:

　　 "Good evening, Jenkins. Did I remember the time wrong? Our course should start in two and a half hours."

Chapter 981 Chapter 963: Alien Species with Strange Origins (8/10)

　　 "No, you remembered the time correctly. I have something to do. There is a corpse and a comatose person in the carriage I just got back. Please deal with it first. I am anxious to go to class. And this..."

　　 Jenkins also put the envelope containing the report and the box given by the old man on Miss Bevana's desk, "Please send me to the special items processing office, which is collected by the antique shop today!"

　　 After speaking, she ran to the classroom with her cat and her notebook in her arms, leaving Miss Bevana looking down at the crumpled file bag.

　　 Early spring is a good season for learning, at least Jenkins thinks so. Although the revival of everything means that the poor can find more jobs in this city shrouded in steam and dense fog, believers who are eager for progress will not miss the church’s evening classes.

　　 Compared with the cat who likes to sleep in the first row, Fini by his side is more serious. One winter passed, and the thin girl at least looked healthy.

　　 The church does not arrange too much work for the children in winter, so Fini spends most of her time studying. Although I haven't mastered the familiar writing skills until now, at least simply taking class notes is no problem.

　　The heating in winter is not over yet, and Fini, who is sitting a little closer to the heater, will not feel cold in a thin sweater. The heating system of the church has its own steam equipment, which is not the same line as the city heating, so the heating temperature is very sufficient.

　　 Jenkins wore the thin sweater Mary knit for him, put a jacket on the outside, and explained aloud while writing on the blackboard with chalk.

Occasionally, I looked at the audience under the podium, but found that only a few people had an expression of "so", one-third had "what is this", and the rest were nothing in front of them, with a dull look. Holding the blackboard and Jenkins.

　　 But no matter what, the evening class must be continued, even if there is only one person listening, the road to popularization of knowledge is rugged and difficult, and you cannot give up moving forward because of setbacks.

　　 This is one of the reasons why Jenkins can be favored by sages. Although he considers himself not a qualified believer, his own opinions, beliefs and behaviors are highly coincident with sages’ dogma.

　　Occasionally, when I visit Fini at church, I can always find that the little girl is making rapid progress. After a winter of lectures, she is very proficient in the knowledge of Jenkins' arithmetic classes.

　　 This is a great achievement for a girl who can't write all the words. Her attitude is more serious than most of the believers who go to night classes.

　　 No interesting things happened in one class. During the course, Chocolate woke up three times. Once she fell asleep again after changing her posture. Once she looked out the window for 12 seconds, and once walked to Fini to see what she had remembered.

　　 But from the beginning to the end, the cat didn't look at his owner or the blackboard. This made Jenkins very sad to know that the cat has a certain degree of wisdom.

　　 "Chocolate is not a cat who likes to learn."

　　 When leaving the classroom with the notebook and the cat, Jenkins came to this conclusion and was accidentally scratched by the chocolate.

　　 Fei Ni greeted Jenkins with a sweet voice, and hurried back to the bedroom. The children in the choir have strict and precise schedules for work and rest, and it is time for the mother of the church to check their sleeping time.

　　 Jenkins dealt with personal issues in the public bathroom, and went directly to Ms. Bevana's office.

　　 Fortunately, she is in the office, with Miss Pangfors, the director of the [Heterogeneous Processing Office], and her deputy.

　　 Jenkins knocked on the door and got permission and pushed in. The three people in the door stopped their work. They were originally standing at their desks, each holding a document, and now they have put down the document.

　　 "Jenkins, please wait a while, we are still processing the Balrog corpse you brought back."

　　 "Oh, yes, don't worry."

　　 He nodded, and then walked on the sofa by himself. Allowing the chocolate to stare at the fruits on the coffee table that are more meaningful than edible decorations, Jenkins took out the pen that was attached to the notebook and prepared to write the evening report.

　　 This incident is completely unwarranted, and there is nothing to hide in it. Honestly recorded the process, and used [Reading] and [Book of Memories] to make two scenes, and glued them to the last page of the report as a summary.

　　 By the time Jenkins was done, the chocolate was almost finished with half a red apple. Hearing the sound of a pen on the coffee table, he immediately stretched out his paw to kick the remaining apple off the coffee table, and then pretended that nothing happened. The apple was picked up by Jenkins before it landed.

　　 "You can't litter the garbage."

　　 He warned softly, the cat yelled softly, then cleverly jumped onto the sofa, lying on Jenkins’s lap, dozing.

　　Ms. Bevanna and the three of them quickly finished the discussion. The focus of the discussion was the treatment of the Balrog's corpse and the tracking of the origin of the Balrog.

　　 The corpse disposal finally decided to directly cremate without doing research. The Skeleton Sword matter just ended, there is no need to risk keeping the suspicious corpse. It is very difficult to trace the origin of the Balrog. Ms. Pangfors said that they had never received any news that the Balrog had come to Nolan, let alone the purpose of the Balrog.

　　 "The Balrog is not a group that likes to move in groups. At least we don't have to worry that it will have a large number of companions of the same race."

　　 That's what she said, and Miss Bevanna also agreed.

　　 As for the tattoo on the coachman who called the Balrog the "master", it has been confirmed that it is indeed a unique mark of the [Dead's Whip] subordinate church of the Cthulhu [Lord of the Slaughter]. This should be considered good news. It is much easier to track a group of mortals of varying strengths than to track powerful evil creatures of unknown origin.

　　 The opportunity for the discovery of the Green Fire Balrog, which was the unlucky opportunity for Jenkins this evening, was the nut purchased by the old antique shop. The nut has now been matched with the number, B-11-2-3381 [Molten Ring].

　　 In fact, although the shape is very similar, it is not a nut, but a bracelet that can be changed in size at will after activation. The bracelet can allow the user's body to slowly and irreversibly change to the element of fire. Legend has it that the origin of this bracelet has an important relationship with the Balo Flame Demon.

　　 "So it can track the location of the bracelet."

　　 "Yes, that's it."

　　 Miss Bevanna said, asked Jenkins to pull over the chair and sit on the side of the desk, and then handed him the open file bag that had not been sealed.

Chapter 982 Chapter 964 About Doomsday (9/10)

　　 The file bag is the result of the preliminary autopsy of the Balrog's corpse, with a large number of scary tattoos tattooed on his body.

　　Most of these tattoos are made up of runes and unknown languages, and reading them can be stressful. Although the Balrog is dead, the black tattoos still seem to float on the surface of the body.

"These words and runes can help us determine its origin. The church now suspects that it is related to the demons of last fall. We plan to interrogate the young nobles caught last year. Maybe they will provide valuable clues, but I want to go further. I'm afraid the investigation will not be easy."

　　 Although there is no evidence, Jenkins believes that the two should not be related. But he didn't say it, after all, guessing is bad behavior.

　　 As for where this Balrog came from, he had no interest at all. Miss Bevanna only engraved a part of the tattoo on Balrog's body, and Tor Jenkins brought her to help her interpreter.

　　 As for the rest, it has nothing to do with Jenkins.

　　 I haven't seriously trained in a fighting course for a long time, but Miss Bevana still showed no mercy during the training.

　　 Jenkins has now completely learned the weird set of moves, he just needs to practice hard. After that is the training of fighting skills. This is not something you can learn by reading a book. It takes a long period of actual combat to get a sense of it.

　　 When Jenkins first met Miss Bevana, he thought she was a gifted master similar to Jenkin's memory, but later learned that Miss Bevana's fighting skills were the most powerful.

　　 It’s just that the demigods don’t usually engage in close combat anymore, so spells and various strange abilities are the focus.

　　Because he got the handle of the bone holy sword, Jenkins also wanted to try to learn swordsmanship. He vaguely hinted, the reason was that fighting with a sword would be more graceful.

　　 But it’s a pity that Miss Bevanna is not very good at using swords. The church does not have similar talents in the Diocese of Nolan, but she pointed out a way for Jenkins:

"Knights are always good at using weapons. Some ancient swordsmanship is usually mastered by them. Maybe you can ask Miss Knight from [The Church of the Sun and Justice] for help. After returning from the mirror world, she still lives in Evergreen Forest, you can always find her near the lair of the dragon Nidholgen... To be honest, her plan to reproduce the history of the dragon knight will probably not work."

　　Miss Knight’s plan has nothing to do with Jenkins, but learning swordsmanship through her is indeed a good suggestion. The development of the steam industry and the popularization of gunpowder weapons have gradually brought to an end the era of cold weapons.

　　 Unless those swordsmanship inherited with corresponding extraordinary abilities, most of the mortal swordsmanship inheritance is now difficult to find whereabouts. Maybe there are corresponding materials in the library of the church, but it is obvious that this technique cannot be fully mastered by reading a book.

　　 Jenkins plans to go to Evergreen Forest to talk to Miss Knight during the weekend. He doesn't want to use his sword as a sharp blade.

　　 As for the doomsday slate, Jenkins and Miss Bevanna talked about it when they returned to the ground from the underground training ground after the fighting class.

　　 The beginning of the topic is about believers in the **** of lies, which is also one of the focus of the church's recent investigation. Talking about these people, the woman mentioned that a guy riding a unicorn bombed the mouth of the Westminster River last night and sank a cargo ship by strange means.

　　 This incident was originally under the jurisdiction of the [Church of Ocean and Exploration], but in the Skeleton Sword incident, they accidentally discovered that there were other active pirate kings in the open sea. Now that there is a shortage of manpower, I commissioned the Church of the Sage to investigate first, and then pulled up the doomsday document from the bottom of the water.

　　 "Oh, this is really incredible!"

　　 Jenkins sighed and stroked the chocolate lightly, but the cat stood on the shoulder of the man not to let him touch it. He didn't take a shower after exercising. The clean cat disliked Jenkins' hand.

　　 "So, what exactly is the doomsday essay? I noticed that since last fall, the church has found this strange thing many times."

　　 Jenkins has asked this question before, but no one else is willing to introduce it in detail. I thought it was still the case this time, but it was probably because of Jenkins's rapid growth that Miss Bevana did not refuse:

"B-12-5-0001 [The Doomsday Document], just like the rumors of the illegal gifters, is a sign that the era has ended. Since the emergence of the new gods, purple stars representing destiny have been hanging high in the night sky, and they have been discovered one after another Those slates have become something that will definitely happen, and the Church of the Twelve Orthodox Gods has long understood this."

　　 greeted the gatekeeper, and the two walked out of the building to the courtyard behind the temple complex. With the arrival of spring, everything recovers. Most of the plants and flowers planted in the courtyard have sprouts, but now it is very late, and no one has that Yaxing to enjoy the moon in the courtyard.

　　 After all, although the two moons still enveloped Nolan, the starry sky was not very clear because of the mist.

　　 "Some people believe that there will be a catastrophe that will destroy the world at the end of the era. Now it is the 18th era. The loss of history before the era is probably related to the so-called cataclysms."

　　Ms. Bevana considered the language. In fact, as Jenkins's saint son, most of the confidential information would be known as long as he wanted to know. But he also has the identity of the "World Tree Sapling". Based on past experience, it is not appropriate for the saviors to know the trajectory of their destiny before the last moment.

　　 And in order not to cause panic, the Orthodox Church of the Ancient Era has signed a confidentiality agreement. Under the demigod, no mortal is allowed to know all the secrets about the end of the Era.

　　 "Cataclysm? I also heard some news that the world will be destroyed at the end of the era."

　　 Jenkins added, then put the chocolate down and walked by himself. The cat lazily followed the corridor on the side of the courtyard, leading the way in front of the two of them. It doesn't seem to be fat from the back, and it doesn't know where all the food has gone.

　　 "The destruction of the world? Oh, that's just a possibility."

The woman said softly, but she had some Miss Audrey's temperament: "Destiny is fair, and it will not only leave the world with a ruinous future. The way to defeat destruction is on the doomsday slab, although the name contains'doomsday'. This affix, but in fact, these slates will lead us to find a way to overcome disasters."

　　 "Do you mean the text on the slate?"

　　 "Yes, those words point to those who save the world..."

Section 983 Chapter 965 Peace (10/10)

　　 Speaking of "the one who saves the world", Miss Bevana glanced at Jenkins quietly, but he focused on observing the cat's walking posture and the dangling tail, and did not notice this.

"Different stone tablets point to different possibilities, but it is a pity that none of the four stone slabs discovered so far have been deciphered for specific meaning... but they all point to the new great man and his followers. The new god, the black-robed man, the girl of lies, this is obviously what he is talking about."

　　 "That's it~"

　　 Jenkins lowered his head and continued to look at the chocolate's tail, talking with his expression unchanged.

　　 "So, the purpose of the doomsday slate is to find a savior...This is also reasonable. Fortunately, the language is extremely obscure and obscure, otherwise I will be exposed."

　　 He thought in his heart, and opened the door in front of him to let Chocolate and Miss Bevana in.

　　 This large L-shaped building is located at the back of the temple complex. It is the processing center for most of the diocese's gifts, including Miss Bevanna's office.

　　 "So is there any other use for the doomsday slabs? I heard the old man mention that those slabs also have extraordinary powers."

"Yes, according to the group of fortune-tellers in the [Fate and Lawful Church], [Doomsday Tablets] are the residue of condensed fate, a concrete fate. Using those tablets for divination or prediction can reduce the necessary process. The consumption of spirit is reduced, and the success rate is also greatly increased."

　　 When walking up the stairs, a group of middle-aged people in robes hurried down from the stairs. Seeing Jenkins and Miss Bevana, he immediately stopped to salute, and then set off in a hurry.

　　 "The plague in East Nolan is a bit troublesome and requires the assistance of the secret guardians. The plague has mutated, which may be related to Nolan's air."

　　 Seeing Jenkins's doubts, Miss Bevanna prompted, and the two continued to walk upwards.

"In short, the data about the end of the epoch is very scarce, and according to the signs that have appeared so far, the catastrophe should not occur until 100 to 300 years later. I think most people in this era cannot see it. That day, so there is no point in paying attention to it now."

　　 Turning into the corridor where the office is located, Jenkins found that the paintings on the corridor had been replaced. He remembered that the one closest to the stairs was the "Sage and Victory" painted by a painter a hundred years ago, describing a war in which a wise man came to the world in lost history.

　　 But now the painting has been moved closer to the stairs, replacing the portrait of the eight-winged archangel. The original position of "Sage and Victory" has become a heroic painting of Jenkins swinging a sword to the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain. Although the face is blurred, it is based on the clothes, the sense of religious rituals and the cat on the upper left corner of the frame. Judging from it, this is indeed the scene of the decisive battle in the Evergreen Forest.

　　 "I just painted it yesterday. There will be such a painting in all the parishes of the whole continent. Are you satisfied? Time is too tight. I hope you like this painting."

　　 "It's okay, I have no opinion..."

　　 The two stopped for a while from under the painting before moving on. Jenkins hesitated for a while and said:

　　 "But I think you painted the chocolate too slim. Although it matches well with the flames and smoke in the background, it is actually fatter."

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat's paw licking stopped for a while, and he squinted at Jenkins, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 That night, Jenkins saw in his dream the black cat who likes to be scary. There is a saying that human dreams are the deepest thoughts in the heart, but Jenkins does not think he has such a big cat in his heart.

　　 He still prefers his black and white kitten, and of course he doesn't like the cat in his dream.

　　 tried to use the power of the dream to fight back, fighting against the giant cat all night in the dream. When I woke up the next day, I had a headache because I didn't get a good rest. Chocolate also looked like he was not awake. When Jenkins rubbed his head, he made a dissatisfied "Woo~" sound.

　　 Jenkins has encountered that cat in his dream more than once. He had doubted that it was some kind of trick or strange ability a long time ago, and even prayed to the sage about it.

　　 But in fact, his spirit and soul are very healthy, and he is not entangled by the evil spirits of the black cat.

　　 Breakfast time was spent in a sleepy atmosphere, one person and one cat. Jenkins opened up some letters from his readers, and then found that starting this week, letters from businessmen’s daughters or aristocratic girls have increased inexplicably.

This reminds me of the incident at the Opera House last weekend. Although Jenkins was forced to enter the mirror world to start an interesting and thrilling adventure, the legendary duel in the Opera House has spread to people. Everywhere on the continent.

　　 Jenkins’s address is not disclosed, so the best way to find him is to pretend to be a book fan and send a letter.

　　 The letters of the girls always have a strange fragrance. Even if you don't open Jenkins, you can know who are readers and admirers.

　　Of course, there are also some ladies who speak appropriate languages ​​who wish to establish a relationship with Jenkins similar to pen pals. But based on the current busy work and the more complicated emotional life recently, Jenkins does not intend to have inexplicable contact with young girls.