Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 asked a little bit about the Carmel family, but the old man didn't hide it, and said all the things he investigated today.

　　 "The woman named Chulen Carmel admitted that the rings belonged to the Carmel family and were cast to celebrate the birth of the future heir of the Carmel family before the divine punishment came."

　　 "You seem to have said this...so where should those rings be?"

"The youngest son of the Carmel family died in the third month after birth because of the failure of the family ritual. The ring and the corpse were buried in the tomb, and then he was punished by the gods. The humans of that era had a strange tradition. Children who died in less than a year could not be buried with the family, which would bring bad luck to the future descendants of the family. The place of the burial was chosen individually. I looked up the map at the time and asked Professor Burns and his Colleagues compared with the current map together, and finally calculated that the approximate location of the tomb was around Nolan. But no one knows where it is."

　　If you can find the tomb where you are buried, you can undoubtedly learn more. In normal days, the church will definitely send more people to assist in the investigation, but now the Cthulhu angels are the main issue involving the safety of the city. The recurrence of the divine punishment proposed by Dad and Jenkins did not attract enough attention.

　　 Therefore, the only clue about those rings is Mr. Lane Sam, the old elf's friend. There are also many problems with this person. Jenkins even suspected that the ring that Miss Silver Flute picked up in the tomb around the ruins was accidentally dropped by him.

　　 "But in my eyes he is indeed a human being. What is the reason for living so long?"

　　 (Chocolate is running...)

　　 The next day is Monday, which is also the 25th day of the month. As expected yesterday, when I woke up at six o'clock, I heard the sound of heavy rain outside. After opening the curtains, I saw that the water on the roof fell outside the windows like curtains.

　　 The city in the rain became more blurred. It was still dark at six o'clock, making the outside world seem like the deepest night.

　　 The violent wind swept across the city and washed the city with heavy rain. After breakfast, Jenkins hesitated for a while before deciding to go out. It doesn't make a big difference whether to use an umbrella under such heavy rain. Jenkins originally planned to take the luxury of a carriage to the old antique shop, but found that he could not find the carriage at all.

Section 1136 Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen Translation Text (7/10)

　　, pushing hard against the wind and rain, and when he opened the door of the antique shop, Jenkins was soaked all over. The chocolate came out of his pocket, and Jenkins saw that a small amount of hair on the cat's head was wet.

　　 The somewhat unhappy cat jumped onto the counter and lay on the mat while shaking the wet hair on the top of his head. It seemed that he didn't plan to go out again during this stormy day.

　　 Just like yesterday, the old man did not stop at the antique shop for long before leaving with an umbrella. Now the church has insufficient staff, so he can only do the investigation of those rings temporarily. Jenkins suggested that he is also very leisurely now, but he immediately got the answer from his father "I don't want to die today".

　　The meeting time with the old elf was in the afternoon, so Jenkins had nothing else to do on Monday morning. He finished copying the photo of the stele early, and while holding a pen to conceive a new book, he waited boredly for the guests to come.

　　 But judging from the apocalyptic weather outside, it is better to expect chocolate to become more diligent than expecting guests to come.

　　 The sound of rain covered most of the city’s sounds. Staying indoors, Jenkins was thankful that he could stay in the dry and warm antique shop, and had some worries about visiting the old elves in the afternoon and wondering what the outcome would be.

　　 A carriage stopped at the entrance of the antique shop at half past nine. After the carriage stopped steadily, Professor Burns protected his head with one hand and jumped from the carriage to under the rain canopy at the entrance of the antique shop. But no matter how fast he was, he would not be faster than raindrops like a line. When he opened the door and walked in, the professor's shoulders were all wet.

　　 The apprentice walked quickly to greet him and handed over a towel. Professor Burns thanked him while scrubbing his glasses with his shirt. Although I covered my head with my hands, my hair was still dampened by rain. In the current season, I can easily catch a cold if I get a little cold.

　　Professor came to see the old man. After learning from Jenkins that he had gone to church, he directly gave the kraft paper bag hidden in the clothes to prevent it from being soaked by rainwater, and asked Jenkins to pass it on to the old man.

"Oliver asked me to translate some texts from the Carmel period. It happened that my friend in Frankshire came to visit me recently. He is an expert in this field, so I entrusted him to translate it. He said these texts are from the Carmel Empire. The later text, but after special encryption, we translated a single line for a whole day to figure it out."

Professor 　　 put the kraft paper bag on the counter, and then blinked at Jenkins:

　　 "Although I don't know if Dad will allow you to view the translated results, I can tell you very seriously that this bag is not sealed and can be closed after opening."

　　 He waved his hat at Jenkins to say goodbye, and then rushed into the rain again. The carriage just now was still parked in front of the antique shop, so the professor didn't have to run to the next street to find the car at the risk of being soaked.

　　 "Ancient Kamel script? Dad found other clues but didn't tell me!"

　　 Jenkins watched the professor leave, then turned to look at the kraft paper bag. Because it was hidden in the arms of the professor, the bag was not wet by the rain. It was lying quietly on the counter now, with the lower left corner still slightly hanging in the air, as if it was tempting Jenkins to check it.

　　 "It is very impolite to look through other people's things without their consent!"

　　 Jenkins doesn't like to do impolite things, so for the next half an hour, he will still do his own thing in front of the counter, only occasionally looking at the bag secretly.

　　Of course, such important files must be kept away, but Jenkins is worried that when he picks up the bag, he will accidentally damage the surface and open it, so he keeps it in his sight.

　　 "Why should I be so curious? It's just a piece of translated text, and it's not necessarily related to the matter we are investigating. Even if it's relevant, it's okay for my father to investigate. I don't need to get involved at all."

　　 He thought in his heart, persuading himself to give up that unnecessary curiosity. But the more I think about it, the more I feel like a chocolate is constantly scratching in my heart, and the idea of ​​opening the file bag becomes more urgent.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 squinted his eyes and played with the chocolate that was sealed with the black stone ring and screamed softly. Jenkins's entangled attitude also annoyed it.

　　 So the cat stood up and came to Jenkins's hand, rubbed the back of the man's hand with his face, and then followed his gaze to the file bag.

　　 "Chocolate, do you think I should open it?"

　　 Jenkins murmured to himself, in fact, he didn't want to get the answer from the cat.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat responded immediately, and then stepped directly on the file bag before Jenkins reacted. With a wave of his small paw, the thin thread that tied the paper buckle broke.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 It looked at Jenkins triumphantly.

　　 "Chocolate, I didn't ask you to open it for me... well, you might not understand what I'm talking about."

　　 While talking, he stretched his hand to the paper bag, and now it was Chocolate opened it, not Jenkins opened it. Jenkins just wanted to check if the files inside were damaged by the cat.

　　 "I'm so shameless."

　　 he said in his heart.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate agrees too.

　　 Although the father only commissioned the professor to translate a short passage, the professor wrote down the entire translation and puzzle-solving process because of his rigorous scientific attitude.

　　 So even if the amount of translation is small, what Jenkins saw after opening the kraft paper bag was still a pile of papers. He turned the paper to the end and saw the Carmel text and the modern translation of the contrast:

　　【I woke up from my sleep, everything disappeared, God's punishment has come, and fate has not blessed me. 】

　　 The original text is a black-and-white photo, and the black-and-white photo is another photo taken by hand. The edges of the photos in the photos have been cracked, and the photos are all glued together again. The picture above was an old tree whose bark was impolitely engraved with such words by people with no ethics.

　　 "Who woke up? God's punishment? Is there anyone in the Carmel family who survived besides the pair of lovers?"

　　 Jenkins thought of it in surprise, but he also understood that there is a high probability that this guy who scribbled on the tree caused the ring that shouldn't exist to reappear, otherwise the old man would have no reason to investigate this line of text.

　　Although there are many longevity races in this world, it is rare that the race age can easily exceed a thousand years. If anyone really lived from the end of the 16th era when Carmel was destroyed to the present, using Jenkins's insights to think about it in a hurry, only elves, dragons and elemental spirits can do it. And these are the most powerful races at the top. If such alien species and divine punishment are mixed together, no matter how you think about it, you will know that there will be annoyance next.

Chapter 1137 The first thousand and eighteenth Chapter Stewell's Visit (8/10)

　　 Seeing this text that was commissioned to translate, Jenkins's first reaction was to think about whether this matter was related to the cult calling angels, but immediately realized that it was impossible. Now the three processes of calling angels: the umbilical cord bridge, the blood sacrifice call, and the connection of [Alien Frenzy] have been very clear, and there is no need for something that needs to be punished by God.

　　 He quickly restored the contents of the kraft paper bag to its original condition, and then solemnly took it back to the study on the second floor amidst the sound of the rainstorm.

When 　　 returned to the shop on the first floor with the cat, he suddenly found a young girl standing in the shop.

　　 She was wearing a brown coat and wrapped her whole body in. Jenkins could only see the legs in women's boots. She has glamorous long burgundy hair, which resembles purple under the light of a gas lamp. Wearing a delicate hair style similar to a silver crown on the front of her hair, she clearly looks like a girl, but she smiles with a mature and charming appearance that is not the age of appearance.

　　 Jenkins's eyes are still looking at the woman's well-shaped legs, not a sudden change of color, but a surprise that there is no muddy water on her shoes.

　　 Unless the woman changed a pair of shoes at the door just now, this would never be possible.

　　 "Bonder!"

　　 realized this as soon as he blinked his eyes, and shook his left shoulder lightly. The cat on his shoulder immediately jumped off, and then hopped to the counter mat. Jenkins' eyes narrowed, and without knowing whether it was a friend or an enemy, he had to prepare for the worst for the time being.

　　 The standing woman also saw Jenkins holding a bunch of keys. She smiled at Jenkins, but said nothing.

　　 The two of them froze for a while, and neither spoke nor moved. The antique shop is extremely quiet, standing here, you can clearly hear the violent wind and rain outside.

　　 The rain water flows down from the eaves like a water curtain, but Jenkins has no intention of watching this unexpected rainstorm. He was nervously prepared to deal with what might happen, and then tentatively asked:

　　 "Welcome to the old father antique shop, what do you need?"

　　 "Is Daddy Oliver here?"

　　 The woman asked immediately, and walked towards the counter as if nothing happened. Although her words are very short, it is easy to hear the strong Nolan accent, which is an accent that can only be acquired by living here for a long time.

　　 "Daddy is out on errands. Considering the current weather, I don't think he will be back before night."

　　 Jenkins walked into the counter, wondering what the level 7 gifter in front of him was going to do.

　　 "Since the old man is away, I can talk to you, Mr. William."

　　 "She knows me!"

　　 Jenkins said in his heart, then nodded gently:

　　 "May I ask what you want to talk about."

　　 He is ready to use [Profanity Production], and now the strange girl is within range of his ability. If the female creature in front of her dared to show any hostility, then he would surely let her be punished justly.

　　 "But why should I think she must be a bad person? She might really be an ordinary gifter passing by here."

　　 A corner of Jenkins's heart whispered, then looked up at the woman, waiting for her answer.

　　 "Before I talk about things, I think I need to introduce myself. My name is Lena Stewart."

"Ok?"

　　 Jenkins never knew a woman whose name was "Lena", but he happened to know a woman whose last name was "Stewart". This is not a very common surname, and combined with the warning letter sent by Mr. Black Cat, the young girl in front of him is most likely Miss Stevier, the former apprentice of the old man.

　　 "But why is she so young? She also has elf blood?"

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart, and then looked at Miss Stillwell in silence. The latter showed such an expression as expected, and stretched out his hand to call out a group of bright golden light. It was a certain magical ability, but it was not fully activated, only showing the effect of light and shadow.

　　 "It is the magic of the sage."

　　 Jenkins judged that the vigilance in his heart suddenly relaxed a little. He coughed to cover up his embarrassment, then pointed upstairs:

　　 "I think we can talk to the reception room on the second floor. Do you like black tea?"

From a long time ago...it can’t be said that long ago. After all, he came into this world only half a year ago. From half a year ago, Jenkins began to be curious about his father’s past and tried to inquire about him through various channels. An unknown secret.

　　 Although it is rude to do this, Jenkins at least thinks that he has done nothing wrong. It's just that the more investigation, the more it was discovered that those insiders were secretive, and even the older brothers and sisters who should have existed (the third died in the natural disaster of the undead 30 years ago) had no whereabouts.

　　 Now that this beautiful woman suddenly appeared in the antique shop, Jenkins himself didn't believe that she had such luck. While accompanying the woman upstairs, he had been secretly looking at the senior sister, but from the clothing and appearance, he really couldn't get any effective information.

　　 The two sat down, Jenkins also got tea and snacks, and calmed the sloppy cat, and the conversation officially began.

　　 The rain outside the window is getting heavier, and the raindrops hit the window with a terrifying sound. Even if the glass is broken in the next second, Jenkins thinks he will not be surprised. There was no such torrential rain at the end of summer and the whole autumn last year, and it would not rain anymore in winter. This should be regarded as the largest natural rainfall he has seen since he came to this world.

　　Because of the rain, there is some moisture even in the room without windows. This is inevitable, after all, this building is some years old.

　　 "I remember that the night I left Nolan, it was also the rainstorm. So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and nothing has changed here."

　　 The woman said sadly, looking at everything around her naturally.

　　 Jenkins was noncommittal, and then asked:

　　 "So, did you deliberately fail to keep the warning letter sent to me by my friend?"

"Yes, I want you to know that I will come to you, otherwise it would be too rude. Dad used to tell me that my etiquette class ended with unqualified grades. Now it seems that he really looked for A very polite new apprentice."

　　Miss Stillwell picked up the tea cup but did not drink. She just sniffed it and shook her head slightly.

　　 "You didn't embarrass my friend, did you?"

　　 Jenkins is very worried about Mr. Black Cat who is involved in the innocent.

　　 "Of course not, why should I embarrass him? But I really didn't expect you to know that I was in Turin, and I really didn't expect that your friend could easily find me."

Chapter 1138 Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen Disturbances (9/10)

　　 The woman who claimed to be Miss Stillwell put down the tea cup and sighed, and then took off the coat on her own initiative. The rain did not make the room cooler, but made the room more sultry.

　　Unexpectedly, Miss Stevier was wearing a nun's dress instead of a regular dress. In terms of style, it was definitely not the nun's dress of the Church of the Sage, and because there was no holy emblem on his chest, Jenkins couldn't tell which church this chic robe belonged to.

　　 "Is she on an undercover mission?"

　　 Jenkins absent-mindedly guessed that he originally had a lot of questions to ask, but now facing the person who has been looking for a long time, he finds that he does not know what to ask the first question.

"Jenkins, well, I call you that. Although we have never met, I have noticed you since your first edition book was released half a year ago. Daddy's apprentice, this is different. An ordinary identity. I don’t know what your chance of becoming an apprentice in an antique shop is, but it always reminds me of my past...Please don’t guess my age, young gentleman, your eyes are very rude ."

　　 She said this to Jenkins, and Jenkins sighed and turned to look out the window. He knew the answer was right in front of him:

"Then why did you come to Nolan to find me? Just because I wanted to find you, you went back to Nolan, who had been away for many years? To be honest, Miss Stevier, I am facing a lot of troubles. If you come to see me for something else, please say it as soon as possible, otherwise once you get involved with the things I am facing, you will not be able to explain it clearly."

　　 "Trouble?"

　　 The woman tilted her head slightly to observe Jenkins's expression, and only believed that it was not a lie after seeing his serious profile. Like Jenkins, turning his head to look at the water on the window and the strange and familiar Nolan in the distance, the woman with wine-red hair was also very emotional for a while.

"I didn’t come to you for anything. I just wanted to come and see you to find out what kind of apprentice my father found. I didn’t have a chance to see the young gentleman who was sacrificed in the undead natural disaster. It's been a pity for many years."

"Come to see me? After so many years, why have you not returned to Nolan or communicated with Dad? I found the bark you gave to Dad at the end of the year. I think if you still have contact afterwards , You should tell him about the bark instead of being discovered by me until last week."

　　 "That was years ago...Jenkins, what kind of person do you think Dad is?"