Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins opened his mouth, not knowing how to catch this passage. The cat's chin on his knee was resting on Jenkins's leg, and his small ears stood up to listen to the conversation between the two. This is nothing new in the eyes of cats. It is a lie that the gods can pamper everyone equally.

　　 "You don't have to be so surprised."

　　Mr. Brocade patted Jenkins on the shoulder:

"In fact, before this, I did have some doubts about why the sage would do this. But after I saw you, I understood that you and we are destined to be different. I have reached the peak of mortal power, so in Only in the eyes of a mortal can you barely find your difference."

　　 "How am I different?"

　　 Jenkins still doesn't understand.

　　 "I don't understand either. Maybe when I understand, I will be qualified to meet the sage."

　　 He patted Jenkins on the shoulder again, got up and left here, and ended this inexplicable conversation. Sitting alone on the bench, Jenkins thought for a long time but didn't figure out what the other party wanted to express.

　　 But Jenkins has a hunch that the gentleman just now will probably not see him again for a long time.

Chapter 1511 The first thousand four hundred and eighty-eight

　　 Jenkins still remembers that another mission he had when he came to Beldiran was to see the queen. At first he really believed that Earl Biden's remarks, but now that he knows the secret of Williams, it is also clear that it may only be partially true.

　　 If you want to see the queen, it's not that Jenkins can just knock on the door of Cold Spring Palace. He needs to wait for the queen to summon him instead of going on his own.

　　He didn't hide his whereabouts after he came to Bel Dylan. Anyone with a heart can find him as long as he investigates. So if the debilitating queen really wants to see him, she might send someone there at any time, and Jenkins is paying attention to it these days.

　　 But before he was called up, Jenkins met his father in Bel Dylan. Two months later, after the "accidental" collision between the chocolate and the bottle, Jenkins finally saw his father again.

"long time no see!"

　　 He gave the old man a big hug, and then saw that the old man hadn't changed much, even the clothes on his body were still the same, not very old fashioned but definitely not fashionable. The long-lost reunion made Jenkins extremely moved. He enthusiastically took the box in his father's hand and looked at him happily when he saw him.

　　 "Why are you coming to Berdyland? You should tell me earlier, I can pick you up at the train station."

　　 He still remembered that he shouldn't have known about the old man coming here.

"There is a big business that requires my personal participation. The Holy See also hopes that I will come here soon to identify a batch of dangerous goods. I just know that you are coming back too, so I took the train and took the time. Unexpectedly, it was still too late. Two days, I originally thought we would arrive on the same day, so let the old man see how are you doing? Look, you, like your cat, don’t look fat. I originally thought that The food at the princess's house in the North will make you fatter."

　　 Daddy looked at Jenkins enthusiastically, and even said witty words. It's just that Jenkins is not very concerned with weight, but chocolate likes to hear others praise its weight.

　　Because of the secrecy of his work, he must not live in the Holy See like Jenkins. It’s just that this time there is a business trip, so all the accommodation expenses can be reimbursed. Dad chose to live in a hotel in the center of Beldira, which is very close to Antique Street.

　　 Jenkins doesn't know if his father knows about his family, but he thinks he should probably know. But he didn't mention this matter with his father, but kept talking about his experiences in the Northland, the magnificent scenery of the snow-capped mountains, and the girls in exotic costumes.

"During your absence in Nolan, a lot of important things happened in this city. You may not believe it. Some days ago someone mailed the slate with the [Doctor of the End] to the church. , You can’t even think of the expression of Binsi who was in charge of patrolling at the time when he found the slate...So what happened to you and the princess? I remember that you have a good relationship with Hesha and Mihail, young People should be snacks and don't fall into the trap of feelings."

　　 After Jenkins finished speaking, the old man turned to ask.

　　 "Dolores and I have similar interests. I think if possible, I will move to Luen to live in the future."

　　 He said this deliberately.

　　 "What? This can't do it! You...are you reluctant to work at Dad's place in the future? And the Diocese of Nolan also needs you."

　　 Sure enough, the old man’s reaction fully proved that he knew the inside story.

　　 "You know it, too."

"what do you know?"

　　 "Knowing about Williams, our family actually has royal blood, right?"

　　 Dad was stunned for a while, seeing that Jenkins’s expression didn’t seem to be cheating him, and it took a long time to slowly nod his head:

　　 "Although I thought that you would know in advance, but I didn't expect it to be in this situation."

　　 "I guessed it myself. I also talked to the Pope this morning. I suddenly found out that all of you except me seem to know this."

　　 The old man smiled awkwardly, took out the key he had just obtained from the first floor, and opened the door to let Jenkins in. Jenkins pulled the heavy suitcase and placed it in the corner, then saw his father close the door with his backhand and walked to the window to open the curtain.

　　 There are lively streets outside. The population density of Berdylan is close to that of Nolan. In addition, it is the royal capital. Everything seems to be more prosperous than Nolan.

"Now that you know it, there is no need to hide it. This incident was accidentally discovered during your background check. We told your father the first time that Robert chose not to tell you. He thought it would be better for you. So now, what are your plans?"

"I have no plans. I just watch the changes and wait for the queen to make a choice. I told Pontef IV this morning that if I had to go forward, I would not refuse, but it would be difficult for me to choose to go. Way."

　　 "This is great, you can always make the right choice."

　　 Dad turned around and shook his head, his wrinkled face was full of relief.

　　 "So you really don't need to come to Berduran specifically, I can do it myself to meet the queen."

　　 "You don't really think that I came to Bel Dylan just for your business, do you?"

　　 Dad laughed, then motioned to Jenkins to look at the box he brought.

At his gesture, Jenkins opened the heavy suitcase. After two clear noises, the buckle was broken by Jenkins. After opening, he saw that he was not the spare clothes and towels, but the old man. The appraisal equipment habitually used in antique shops. There are also some documents pressed at the bottom, which seem to be bills such as bank certificates of deposit.

"I came to Bel Dylan this time for business. If you can finish the work report as soon as possible, you can open your eyes with me. The goods shipped to Bel Dylan this time are really amazing. I can first reveal that it is an extraordinary event of type B that only happens once every one hundred years. This time I want to take you to a long time."

　　 Jenkins was naturally willing to follow his father to gain insights, and then talked to his father about the Northland experience and travel experience. As for the bloodline and throne, the two did not mention it tacitly.

　　 In addition to Dad, Hathaway, Briney and the Williams family are also on their way to Bel Dylan. If not surprisingly, Jenkins will be able to see them soon. While waiting for the queen's summons and the arrival of his family, the Holy See saw that Jenkins was free, so he gave him a small task, which can be regarded as letting his holy son play some role.

Chapter 1512 The first thousand four hundred and eighty-nine chapters small tasks

　　 "Recycle a mirror?"

　　 In the office of Pope Pontef IV, Jenkins asked in surprise and reached out to take over the information.

"I see that you have nothing to do recently. The debriefing will only start next week, so I helped you find something to do. The church received information and suspected that the mirror in the Viscount’s collection was a prohibited item, so it must be recycled. The money has been prepared. Well, you can communicate in your own name and buy it. After recycling, you can directly hand it to the special items processing office. You should know where the building is. This is a special task arranged for you, so I will Come to arrange it for you, but the activity funding is still based on your level when you were in Nolan."

"I see......"

　　 Jenkins is also happy to do some things, so as to pass the boring things. He looked at the information in the mirror, not realizing what he was going to face.

　　Because it was a task assigned to Jenkins to kill time, the task itself was not difficult. The Holy See did not send any helper to Jenkins, but gave him a lot of money for the operation.

　　 Jenkins visited his father early on Saturday morning to discuss the time to go out together, and then he took the note with the address of the viscount and prepared to buy the mirror.

　　 According to the church information, it was a long-handled silver-frame makeup mirror, and it was also a double-sided mirror with some broken gems dotted on it. The way the mirror flows into the hands of the Viscount is unknown. It is currently known that the front side of the mirror (defined according to the pattern) can absorb curses and diseases from the reflected characters, and the back side can absorb the spiritual power of the person in the form of illusion.

　　 This mirror once appeared briefly in the long river of history and was recorded. It is currently numbered B-10-04-3977 [Mirror of Good and Evil]. Its degree of danger is not high, as long as it is not confused by the illusion on the reverse side of the mirror, it is even a rare category B [superior] item with no side effects.

The surname of 　　 Viscount is Gurus. This is not a long-standing noble surname. According to Jenkins' investigation, the old viscount was awarded the title by fighting on the border when he was young.

　　 He thought that this mission would not last long, and probably the time-consuming step was just to convince the Viscount to sell the mirror. Unexpectedly, after knocking on the door to explain his intentions, the servant asked Jenkins to enter the door and wait, then Jenkins followed the male servant and saw the other three gentlemen in the study.

　　 "These are all customers who are going to buy mirrors. Mr. Gurus is still upstairs and will see you soon."

　　 The servant introduced it, and then signaled that Jenkins could find a place to sit at will.

The study of Viscount Gurus is not large. The three well-dressed gentlemen who walked in by Jenkins first, the older one stood at the window and looked at the street outside, and the man with a small beard was interested. Looking at the bookshelf, the only one who hadn't picked up his hat was sitting on a chair by the small table against the wall and drinking tea.

　　 Seeing Jenkins enter the door, all three of them looked at him, not much friendly in their eyes.

　　 "No way, so many people want to buy that mirror?"

　　 He wondered in his heart whether the money he had brought was enough, but then he suspected that the mirror was an extraordinary item had been exposed. Blinking his eyes and looking at the three people who looked bad, confirming that they were all ordinary people.

　　 All four people came for the same goal, but obviously the mirror would not be sold to four people at once. So they didn't have any good feelings with each other. After the servants left, they stood or sat separately, and they didn't mean to chat. After waiting for a long time, Viscount Gurus hadn't come, and finally someone couldn't help but speak.

　　 "Today is a coincidence, but I don't think that mirror will fall into the hands of other people. I forgot to introduce myself. I am an employee of the auction house at Owl Cross Street. This is a business card."

The man who was talking was the man with a mustache. Although he only said it was the auction house on Owl Crossing Street, everyone knows that the auction house beside the bustling street in the city center has shares in the royal family, and even the city hall. The stolen property collected by the auction with the police station or the pledged private property will all choose to be there.

　　 Jenkins took the business card politely, then took a look at it politely and put it in his pocket. The opponent is his own competitor, and he doesn't need to be too close. The other two thoughts the same way, so they all just took the business card and nodded, without thinking about anything.

　　 "I don't know where the three are high?"

　　 The bearded man was a little embarrassed, so he asked actively.

　　 Although it is a competitor, it is necessary to have basic courtesy. After all, they are allowed to enter the door, and they are all people with identities. It is not good not to answer if they ask.

　　 "I work for Earl Paramount, and the Earl wants to prepare a birthday present for the young lady."

　　 The most aging man said, in fact, the previous few people have seen from the temperament that this is a role such as a high-level servant or a housekeeper.

　　 "I am a teacher of the History Department of Berduran College of Higher Education, and the school has recently allocated a large sum of money to us."

　　 said the man in the black hat.

　　 Jenkins understands what he said. Professor Burns said that every time the school allocates funds to the History Department, the first thing they think of is to get some "teaching aids" to enrich the collection.

　　 "I am a collector. I heard that the Viscount has collections here, so I want to try my luck."

　　 Jenkins said, seeing everyone else looking at him, he added:

　　 "If you want, you can call me a baron, although few people call me that, but I will not forget my noble status."

　　 Of course there is something to show off, but combined with Jenkins's face is very young, even if he is just a baron, such an identity is enough to make others in awe.

　　 Jenkins smiled at them, took the cat out of his pocket and put it on his lap to play. Chocolate, of course, is not the kind of cat that can be slaughtered. He quickly won the "fight" with Jenkins' right hand, happily wagging his tail and jumped to his shoulder, scratching the back of Jenkins's neck with the tip of his tail.

　　 After waiting for an hour, the four people saw Viscount Gurus in his study. I am afraid he is already 60 years old. Although he is not enough to be supported and walked, he also makes people worry that he will fall at any time when he walks.

　　 After sitting slowly behind the big desk, he looked up at the standing four people. Jenkins believes that other people are just as dissatisfied as him. Although it is correct to respect the owner of the house, it is a bit too much for them to wait for an hour.

　　 "You can wait for me patiently. I think it's worth it to give that mirror to one of you."

Viscount Viscount 　　's voice made him appear older than he looks. His voice was hoarse as if he was squeezing out the breath from his lungs while speaking, and he had to pause for a while and breathe every sentence.

　　PS: I don't know how many people have watched "Dream of Red Mansions" and know Fengyue Baojian.

Chapter 1513 The first thousand four hundred and ninety chapters are auctioned

　　 From Jenkins' eyes, the old man behind the desk has almost no vitality. Even if he died suddenly without a voice, Jenkins would not be surprised.

　　 "This is the mirror."

　　 Viscount pushed the box to the desk with difficulty. The lid of the wooden box was not opened, but it must be the mirror inside.

　　 "You ask, whoever pays more will take it away."

　　 He took two more breaths:

　　 "I only need cash and don't accept bartering. It doesn't matter who you work for. If you have more money, take it away."

　　 "10 pounds!"

　　 The gentleman from the auction house yelled first, wondering if the speed was related to his working environment.

　　 "15 pounds, I was sent by the Earl of Paramount."

　　 the servant of the earl said so.

　　 "20 pounds, although I don't have much money, if I have a chance, I can still give it a try."

　　 The teacher in the history department said that he seems to be the one who doesn't care if he can get a mirror.

　　 "30 pounds, meow~"

　　 Jenkins didn't say much, the meow was made by chocolate, but because the distance between him and him was too close, it might be misleading.

　　 Jenkins suspected that the cat was deliberately playing tricks on himself.

　　 He immediately increased the price by 10 pounds, in order to let others get rid of it. But the four people who came here have their own goals, and the price of 10 pounds is not enough to make anyone withdraw.

　　 "50 pounds"

　　 The mustache man said immediately, and then gave Jenkins a provocative look.

　　 "100 pounds."

　　 The history teacher raised his right hand and gave the price.

　　 "Are you crazy?"

　　 the servant of the earl asked in surprise, the mirror alone is definitely not worth that much money. In Jenkins’s estimate, if the mirror does not have any supernatural ability, then the reasonable price range for selling as an antique should be 40 to 60 pounds.

　　 "120!"

　　 The servant realized that the auction was not over yet, so he immediately raised the price.

　　 Jenkins and the husband of the auction house looked at him at the same time, and their eyes were similar to those of the servant who saw the history teacher just now.

　　 "130!"