Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 She was right, this is an empirical study.

　　 "But don't there still exist gods in our world?"

　　 Jessica whispered again, Queen Isabella did not speak for a long time, so Jessica continued to ask:

　　 "I have always insisted that Jenkins is the most suitable candidate."

　　 "......"

　　 The old man sighed deeply:

　　 "Jessica, you must be watching my joke right now?"

　　 "How is this possible? But I believe that my point of view is proven."

"you are right."

　　 Jessica smiled at ease when she heard these words. She raised her head and wanted to continue looking at Jenkins, but Queen Isabella said again:

　　 "It is indeed the best choice to make him a king. But... I'm really curious, Jessica, have you really never thought of becoming a queen by yourself?"

　　 Jessica smiled at her:

　　 "To be honest, of course there has been, and it has been for a long time."

　　 "But why should I give it to Jenkins, I now admit that I was wrong in the past, he is really the best candidate, but what is your cause? Love?"

　　 "Of course not, love is the next thing. At first, it just feels like you are tired."

"I am very tired?"

　　 "So I don't want to be so tired."

　　Queen Isabella nodded, there was no more words.

　　 At four o'clock in the afternoon, Jenkins finally finished the last topic about traffic. Feeling in a daze that it's time, so he dropped the file in his hand:

"The next decade or so is destined to be a decade of turbulent times. Anything can happen, foreseeable and unexpected... I would like to issue an initiative here... No, the request is made in my personal capacity."

　　 He is already a little tired, so he speaks very directly:

"In the next ten years, mankind, I mean the human race, whether it is an extraordinary force or a mundane kingdom, must unite with me, take me as the core, and jointly face what will happen next. "

　　 There was no sound below, he raised his head, glanced at people from left to right, took a deep breath, and the majestic power that had been suppressed for several hours came out. Those golden colors gradually covered the surroundings and eventually enveloped the entire lecture venue.

　　He is the golden center, and the suppressing effect formed by the power makes people unable to look at him directly. Not to mention, the smallest effort [Fear Aura] also has a certain effect, and the combined effect is amazing.

　　 "Who agrees? Who opposes?"

　　 After scanning a circle, he was silent for a few seconds, and he asked loudly. Of course no one is talking now. In this way, even if people object in their hearts, they definitely dare not say it alone.

"Well, those who oppose can now raise their hands. Oh, everyone, if anyone opposes the proposal I just put forward, please raise your hands. I can count your identity information one by one, and I will never miss every vote. "

　　 He said again, and of course he didn't see anyone daring to raise his hand. If someone really dared to raise their hand now, then either a lunatic or a fool.

　　 "I can personally represent Fitiktelli and agree to the request just now. Speaking of which, although I am now the king, I still don't have executive power...Your Majesty Isabella."

　　 he said, the latter nodded and stood up with Jessica's help:

　　 "No problem, Fedictelli will always follow you, Jenkins."

　　 She will only disagree when she is crazy.

　　 "Then, Your Majesty Salhi II."

　　 He looked at the old king who was sitting with Dolores again. The latter shook his head and smiled, and refused to help Dolores stand up alone:

　　 "No problem, Jenkins, your promises are credible."

　　 This is a reminder to Jenkins that he had promised not to let Fedextley annex Chesland.

Chapter 2087 Chapter 2056 Chapter Eighth Emblem

　　 "So, what about Your Majesty Arecio?"

　　 Finally, I asked Xiangnan’s young king. Of course he did not want to agree. After all, Jenkins was neither the King of Chesland nor the husband of the future King of Chesland. But he knew that of the three kingdoms present, he had the least influence, not to mention that even the reluctant "recovery" was completed with the help of other countries.

　　 But he just doesn't want to agree. Once he agrees, it is equivalent to letting himself accept the fact that the other party is higher than his own status. This is actually Cheslan bowing to Fedictelli and admitting that Cheslan is attached to Fedictelli.

　　 If it is an ordinary age, just based on the opinions of the domestic people, you can justly reprimand the other party's whimsical.

　　 But now, it is estimated that many people in China are eager to become a member of the relatively stable Fedictelli.

　　 Jenkins didn't urge him, just stared at him. The latter was panicked, and the cold sweat gradually shed. Of course he did not dare to look at Jenkins, just by being looked at, he could feel the terrible pressure in his eyes.

"Ok, no problem."

　　 The reality coerced the young king and had to agree to it. This is the case when he is subject to others. If the country can be stabilized, he might be able to come up with some favorable conditions for his country’s trade before agreeing.

　　 "So it's not my fault."

　　Thinking about this, the young descendants of the Arecio family feel much better.

　　 "So what about the opinions of the church?"

"no problem."

　　 Pope Pontef IV gave his answer almost incessantly, and the other churches couldn't help but roll their eyes. But this is something that was negotiated before this negotiation. If Jenkins Redampout Williams can surpass the lie believer, the Orthodox Church can briefly serve as a virtuous person for the rest of the Eighteenth Era. The church is the main one.

"no problem."

　　 The Orthodox Church gave answers one after another. After getting eleven new answers, Jenkins nodded, and then looked in the direction of the false gods. There are also a lot of these people, except for a few who are extremely well informed, because they have not received the news in advance, they are temporarily in a situation where they don't know how to answer.

　　 "Do you have any opinions?"

　　 He asked, and when no one answered, he added:

　　 "In the remaining decades or even hundreds of years of the Eighteenth Era, temporarily take orders from me... take orders from the church to help civilization overcome difficulties. Do you have any opinions?"

　　 Seeing that there was still no one to speak, she looked in the direction of the music church. Of course, Miss Bernrete, who was in charge of the church in name, knew the current affairs:

　　 "No problem, of course no problem."

　　 Jenkins is the fiancé of Hathaway Hesha, one of the leaders of the cult. This kind of thing promises to be profitable and harmless.

　　 With the beginning of the Music Order, and with the follow-up of other pseudo-god groups that the church contacted in advance, everyone also gave their concurring opinions one after another.

　　 As for the small principalities in the middle of the three kingdoms, although they are actually independent, they are all canonized by the three kingdoms in name, so their opinions can be ignored:

　　 "Then, I will ask one last time."

　　 He put his hands on the table in front of him, and asked loudly:

　　 "I want to be the leader of human civilization in the next few decades. Who agrees and who opposes?"

　　 The scene was silent, so he repeated the request just now, but this time the statement changed slightly:

　　 "If you agree, please raise your hand."

　　 After a brief silence, as I don’t know who raised his hand first, his hands were raised to the sky. The gold all over the interior of the venue gradually shrinks. At the same time, the golden beam of light shines down from the extremely high sky and shines directly on Jenkins through the transparent ceiling.

　　 In this light, Jenkins sighed, raised his right hand and raised his head, as if to touch the invisible thing:

"right now."

　　 He said softly, there was not much joy in his heart, he had already anticipated this moment. This is not worthy of joy, at least, at this moment, he has only infinite melancholy:

　　 "I am the king of mankind."

　　【The Uncrowned King (yellow spell)】 takes shape.

　　 (Chocolate is running...)

　　 Although every time the identity of the savior is truly formed, it must mean that a brand new [Doomsday Document] can be found very close nearby. But this time Jenkins didn’t have time to find the slate engraved with the fate of the present and the past. After the eighth savior status [Uncrowned King] really appeared, in addition to the great power and spiritual improvement brought by the appearance of ability, An unspeakable feeling appeared in my heart.

　　 This is not a sense of fulfillment brought about by power, nor is it the satisfaction of completing a major event again. He felt that something had happened to him, and he felt as if he had finally reached the end of the journey after going through all kinds of difficulties.

　　 But the problem is that even if the metal tower on the ninth floor is regarded as the end of the journey, he still has at least a few hours to reach.

Except for the emergence of new abilities at this moment, neither body nor soul has changed much. He didn't understand what the strange feeling at this moment was all about, so he hurriedly left after finishing his speech and asked the church to do it for him. Systematic physical examination.

　　 Of course, he couldn't find out anything, only the conclusion that he was healthy was abnormal. Even at the level of the benefactor, his health is beyond imagination. To put it simply, his physical examination did not reveal any symptoms or injuries, as if this body was just born and no organs had been used.

　　 Of course, this is the effect of [World Tree Seedlings], and has nothing to do with Jenkins's feelings after obtaining [Uncrowned King]. He was still puzzled, but at this time the church informed him that the full-time photographer responsible for taking pictures had already waited for more than an hour because of the long speech, so he wanted to know whether he was going to take pictures before dinner or after dinner:

　　 "Take it now."

　　 His remaining time is running out.

　　 hurried to inform the ladies everywhere in the church, and then took the chocolates to his room in the church, and changed into the black dress that Britney and Dolores chose for him.

　　 In addition to the coat, hats, shoes and even ornaments were also prepared, and even a note was left to make Jenkins remember to wear the ring that symbolizes the power of the king. Last time Queen Isabella stuffed him at the horse farm villa on the outskirts, and never asked for it back. Jenkins kept it with him, but never put it on.

　　 As for chocolate, of course it doesn't like wearing bells, and it refuses to hang a bow slanting beside its ears. In the end, Jenkins held down the cat and used a comb to help it comb the hair. Chocolate looked quite unhappy. Until Jenkins approached the empty room for taking pictures, he looked unwilling to take care of Jenkins.

Section 2088, Chapter 2057, Family Photo

　　 When Jenkins walked into the room for the photo with chocolates, Hathaway, Britney, Alexia, Dolores, Julia, Sigrid and Jessica had all arrived. They wore dresses and dresses of different colors, with various hair accessories on their well-groomed hair, each with light makeup, and lace gloves on their arms. It's not too jewel-like, but it must be prepared carefully.

　　 They probably discussed each person's dressing style, so that they match each other when they stand together.

　　 "I probably know why they didn't show up during the speech."

　　 I saw Jenkins walking in with the cat. The girls stopped talking and looked at Jenkins and smiled at him.

　　 The original furniture in the room has now been removed, and even the oil painting on the wall has been taken off and cleaned carefully. The curtains were closed tightly, only the chandelier above the head was shining.

　　 The room is carpeted, and there is a short fabric sofa in the center. Only two people can sit there. In addition, the elderly photographer and assistant have set up the camera and flashlight directly opposite the short sofa, and are bending over to do the final adjustment.

　　 Papa, Mary, and Bishop Parrod also all came over and instructed the nuns to choose the decorative oil paintings hanging on the wall behind the chairs.

　　 "Why is there only one sofa? This can't seat everyone"

　　 he questioned.

"A sofa that is too long is not conducive to framing. Too many sofas and seats will make the picture very strange. After discussing it, we decided to put only one sofa. After all, not everyone has to sit and take pictures. "

　　 Dad replied, mother Mary Williams deliberately asked Jenkins’ reaction, and asked a terrible question:

　　 "You are sitting with a girl and others are standing around. This will make the picture fuller and more appropriate, and more like a family photo."

　　 Jenkins imagined the effect of taking photos of himself in formal clothes and girls in dresses in this way, and thought it was pretty good. But the fatal point is that he can only choose one person to sit next to him.

　　 And, if he dares to say, let the chocolate lie on the sofa next to him, one-third of the people here will definitely "tear" him.

　　 "Here, move to the right."

　　 Only Bishop Parrod did not participate in the conversation, and the elderly bishop looked very energetic at the moment. Since taking pictures, it is impossible to take only one family. After taking a family picture, Jenkins also wants to take this opportunity to take a few more pictures. Of course, a separate picture with Bishop Parrod is also planned.

　　 Although there is no natural light, the light of the gas lamp combined with the candle is enough to make the picture come alive. Soon the photographer prepared the location of the old and heavy metal camera, and made a gesture to indicate that His Majesty the King could take a seat.

　　 "You choose yourself."

　　 As soon as Jenkins raised his head to speak, Alexia spoke first. Everyone looked at him, even the cat on their shoulders, gloating at Jenkins in a hurry.

　　 He smiled reluctantly, looking at the girls in front of him who liked him:

　　 "So..."

　　 He did not hesitate, and directly reached out his hand and pointed forward:

　　 "Let Hathaway sit by my side."

　　 did not explain, and no one else asked him to explain. The red-haired girl seemed to want to push herself off, but she was immediately pressed by Britney on the right side of the sofa-with Hathaway's strength, it is normally impossible for her to be pressed down by Britney.

　　 "This is the first group photo of our family, why don't you pay attention to it at all."

　　 pressed Hathaway, Britney stepped forward to straighten the somewhat skewed bow tie for Jenkins.

　　 "He always does this. I bet that the time he spent on himself just now is definitely shorter than the time spent on chocolate."

　　 Alexia laughed.

　　 "I knew, I should have asked Julia to change Jenkins' clothes just now."

　　Dolores complained.

　　 "Actually, I had already gone before I came back, but after knocking on the door Jenkins said I didn't need me."

　　 Julia explained.