The Master of the Strange Realm

Because of the blizzard, it was impossible for them to go very far. And with guards accompanying Hathaway, it was obvious that there would be no danger.

Jenkins didn't take this matter seriously and turned around to chat with Quick. Among the seven people traveling now, only he and Jenkins are still at the mountain villa. Quick got up very late today and did not have time to go out with his friends.

Twenty minutes later, Mr. Joel Bangus came to inform the two of them that they could go to have lunch, but the few people who went out at this time still did not come back.

Chapter 677 Chapter 665 The Missing Servant

Because people who had gone out had not returned, both men thought they should wait for everyone to come back and have dinner together. But this time, it was only half past twelve. They stood at the main entrance of the villa, looking worriedly at the snowstorm outside. The visibility was now very low, and there was only a vast expanse of white in the distance.

People who go out must carry pocket watches, and it is impossible to lose track of time. Seeing that they still didn't come back, Mr. Joel Mangos was ready to summon people to go out and search.

As a property of the Mandela family, this villa is rented as a tourist resort, so there are a lot of staff in the villa. For safety's sake, the sturdy servants were divided into groups of three and went out to search, while Jenkins and Quick could only stay in the villa and wait for news.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and the main entrance of the villa cannot even be fully opened, otherwise the strong wind rushing into the building will blow vases, oil paintings and various unstable decorations to the ground.

The first group of servants who went out to search came back from the snow half an hour later. They just walked around the main body of the villa, but found no trace of the missing people.

"The snow is really heavy!"

The people who came back had snowflakes on their hats and shoulders. They were shivering from the cold and could not even speak complete sentences:

"Well, Mr. Butler, we didn't find any trace of them where they were out watching the snow."

The second search team went to the bridge and brought back a piece of unfortunate news.

"What? The bridge is broken?"

Quick almost dropped the teacup he was holding on the carpet.

"It's okay, sir. This situation was considered at the beginning of the construction of this villa. Although the bridge is nominally the only way to go out, in fact, there is a slightly longer way to get out of the mountain. It’s just that the road is difficult to walk, and people can’t be sent out until the snow stops. Don’t worry, the broken bridge will not affect us.”

Mr. Joel Mangos, the administrator of the villa, assured the two of them, but he also looked worried.

The accident of the broken bridge cast a faint haze over the villa. At least people understood psychologically that they were now completely isolated from the world.

The heavy snow caused the footprints to be quickly covered, which greatly hindered the search. Even though the weather outside is extremely unsuitable for going out, Mr. Bangkos, who knew the identity of the missing person, still asked the servants to search for him over and over again. He knew very well that if even one person left his life in these mountains, he and his master would suffer extremely terrible punishment.

Hathaway had definitely left the vicinity of the Villa, and Jenkins could not see the aura that represented her. As time went by, he became a little restless. Seeing that Quick was the same, he suggested:

"Let's go out and take a look. Although it's dangerous, we can't just wait."

Quick hesitated only before agreeing to Jenkins' proposal. The two of them went to Mr. Bangus and explained their plan. Of course, Bangus did not agree. But they couldn't stand the repeated requests of the two people, and they promised to follow the team every step of the way, so they agreed to go out with them.

The mountains and forests in winter are full of dangers, and every team that goes out to search will carry a shotgun. This old-fashioned shotgun is very difficult to use, but at least it has no problem scaring away creatures like wild wolves at close range.

At 2:10 in the afternoon, Jenkins stepped out of the gate of the manor together with three other servants of the Villa. Everyone was wearing heavy cotton clothes and there was no point in using an umbrella in this weather as it would only be slowed down by the strong wind.

They planned to walk along the path outside the villa to the west for twenty minutes, and return on time regardless of whether they could find clues.

The weather outside was worse than Jenkins imagined, and the snow flakes were beaten in the face like pebbles by the strong wind. Even if you cover most of your face with a hat or scarf, you can't avoid this.

Everything around me was covered in white mist. I walked through the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, occasionally holding on to the cedar trees beside me to catch my breath. Jenkins would never go out in such weather unless necessary. He already missed the warmth indoors.

"What time is it now?"

He breathed heavily, then turned around loudly to ask his companions, but unexpectedly found that there was no one behind him.

"Quinn? Marple? Wren?"

He shouted the names of the servants again, but behind him there was only a row of his own footprints extending from the distance.

"Weren't you still here just now?"

That happened five minutes ago at most. The four of them discussed whether they were taking the right path.

"Hey~ is there anyone?"

He shouted again, then gave up and continued moving forward, turning around and walking backward along the footprints that had not been completely covered. He soon found some blood stains on the snow, and then found the shotgun abandoned in the snow.

The bloodstains were fresh, which meant that they were left by the injured companions. But Jenkins was blown by the wind and snow and couldn't raise his head. He didn't know where to look for the missing people.

"Is it a wild wolf following us? Or other carnivorous creatures?"

He tried to find footprints other than humans on the snow, but the wind and snow had covered all the subtle traces.

As a last resort, he unbuttoned his chest and pulled out the cat who followed him out but didn't want to walk on his own. Poor Chocolate had never seen such terrible weather. He struggled desperately to get inside by clinging to Jenkins' coat, but he didn't want to come out.

"I just borrowed your nose. Did you see that bloodstain? I want to know if there is a strange smell around here, and where did this smell go?"

"Meow~"

It took advantage of Jenkins's loose hand and shrank back into his clothes again.

"Okay, okay."

He decided to deal with this ignorant cat after returning home. He squatted down with difficulty and used his cotton-gloved hands to dig through the snow. It took him several minutes to find new bloodstains. Obviously, the direction of the bloodstains extended to the outside of the path. Although the road covered by snow could no longer be distinguished, Jenkins' sense of direction still told him that the direction was not the correct path.

He walked forward while checking the bloodstains, and soon saw some body parts. He walked forward quickly and saw dense footprints of wild animals, and then found a pack of wolves feasting in the open space.

Wild animals without wisdom obviously have higher sensitivity. They know that Jenkins is a dangerous monster, so they gave up attacking him after dragging away three companions.

Chapter 678 Chapter 666 Miss Lawrence and the Spider

Wild wolves are just wild wolves. Even if there are amazing numbers, they are no different from a group of chocolates in front of the angry Jenkins.

He did not search very fast, so the bodies of his companions could only be barely identified. He stood at the edge of the open space for a while with his hands behind his back. He took some items from each person as evidence, and then buried the body parts on the spot in the snow forest.

"Maybe they shouldn't have gone with me."

He felt a little sad, but he also knew that this boring emotion would only affect his thinking. He decided to give some compensation to the families of the three companions after the trip, and suddenly realized that the wolf pack that suddenly appeared here was a little unusual.

He did not have the ability to track, so he could only look for possible clues nearby. But the current weather was obviously not suitable for looking for those subtle clues. Just when Jenkins wanted to give up, he actually found a long hair under his footprints.

This was obviously a woman's long hair. Judging from the color and length, it should belong to Miss Lawrence.

"Why is it here?"

Jenkins' current location is off the path, and it is also different from the path they took when they went out to see the snow. But now it is more important to find his friends, so he can only try to ask Chocolate for help again.

This time Chocolate saw Jenkins's anxiety and obeyed. The little cat's head popped out from the middle of the coat, and the pink nose moved a few times to sniff.

It is obviously a cat, not a dog, but as a creature with extraordinary power, this cat's sense of smell is much stronger than Jenkins imagined. It guided Jenkins all the way to the deeper part of the snow forest, and found the target in just half an hour.

In fact, due to the snowfall blocking his sight, Jenkins had no idea what was ahead, so he almost jumped off the edge of the cliff. Miss Lawrence was lying in the snow pile on the edge of the cliff. The snow had almost buried her. In addition, the color of her coat was light. If it weren't for Chocolate leading the way, Jenkins would probably not have been able to find that there was another person in the snow.

"Miss Lawrence? I actually found her. Chocolate, what did you smell?"

He tried to call and helped the girl up at the same time. She was still breathing weakly, and Jenkins didn't smell blood. If she wasn't knocked out, then she was frozen here.

The ends of her long hair had frozen, and even her beautiful eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost. She looked like she had frostbite. If this continued, she would not be able to return to the villa, and she might freeze to death due to hypothermia. Jenkins could only do something that might expose his identity:

"Sorry."

He whispered, and then held Miss Lawrence's hand with his own. The flames and green smoke flowed quickly along the hands of the two people. The hot temperature even melted most of the snow on the ground around them. The sudden temperature rise made the cat and the man a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. William?"

Miss Lawrence woke up faster than Jenkins expected, and she immediately discovered the unusual thing that happened between the two. But her first reaction was not surprise, but a warning:

"Be careful, there is a monster nearby!"

It was not like the plot in the clichéd knight novels. The monster attacked the two the next moment the woman gave a warning. On the contrary, there was no living thing around except the whistling wind and snow. The dazzling red and green light was the brightest thing in this white world.

"What monster?"

He helped Miss Lawrence sit up. Although the woman was still tired, her body had recovered.

"I didn't see it clearly... We were just watching the snow nearby, but somehow we got separated from everyone. When I came to my senses, I saw a big ice-blue spider trying to attack me. I ran here in a panic, but accidentally fell and fainted."

This is the truth. The basis for judgment is not the forehead that has just subsided, but the priesthood of lies.

"Ice-blue spider?"

"Meow~"

The pocket watch chain and chocolate gave a reminder at the same time. I lowered my head subconsciously and heard a sound of breaking through the air above my head. When I looked again, I saw that it was a bunch of white spider silk.

The attack came from the bottom of the cliff, and the spider was obviously lying in ambush below. When Jenkins wanted to pick up Miss Lawrence and leave this dangerous terrain first, he found that a huge spider appeared far away from the cliff.

This is obviously an extraordinary creature, because Jenkins does not think that normal creatures can grow to a height of two meters. Its body length is longer than Jenkins imagined, with an ice-blue breastplate on the back of the head and chest, and a pattern like a snowflake rune on the armor. There are 8 simple eyes in the front of the chest, arranged in 2 rows, and the eyes on the left and right sides are different colors.

The body is covered with a white exoskeleton, but if you look closely, you can see very fine and dense white hairs. The 6 pairs of appendages are extremely scary, and the chelicerae at the base and the sharp chelicerae at the end are trembling in the wind and snow, as if they are ready to attack at any time.

"Mr. William..."

Miss Lawrence grabbed Jenkins' sleeve tightly, and her body trembled violently. This is easy to understand. Young girls are sometimes afraid of those scary-looking insects, not to mention that the things in front of them are so huge.

"I hope you don't tell others what you saw. After we return to Nolan, please go to the church to sign a confidentiality agreement. After all, some things cannot be known to ordinary people."

"I know! Mr. William, think of a way quickly, it's coming!"

"Sorry."

Jenkins whispered in her ear, and then knocked the woman unconscious without mercy.

"Meow~"

Jenkins heard the mockery from the cat's cry, but he thought his cat would not have such complicated emotions.

Holding Miss Lawrence, he ran to the edge of the cliff quickly, and then suddenly jumped down the cliff with great force. The spider silk attacked them from the cliff again, but the flames that appeared out of thin air burned all the beautiful silk threads clean.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jenkins saw the spider hole under the cliff, and also saw the second spider that was smaller than the one on the cliff.

"Heh~"

The flying unicorn caught them from below. Although sitting on the mount in the air was a similar acrobatic thing, Jenkins and the unicorn understood this very well.

He commanded his mount to go to the sky far away from the cliff with great effort against the strong wind, and looked at the white cliff below in the wind and snow.

Chapter 679 Chapter 667 The Death of Quick

The sky and the earth were all silver-white, and the unicorn in the sky was very inconspicuous. The two spiders below lost their target of attack and soon climbed back to the spider hole on the cliff together.

"In this weather, even the sound of an explosion shouldn't be heard far away."

A black figure had appeared behind him. This was the easiest way to deal with the giant monster.

It was already dark when they returned to the villa. The people who had been waiting were relieved to see Jenkins return and bring back Miss Lawrence. Although the death of the other three companions was very sad, at least these young masters and young ladies who were proud of their bodies and bodies were safe, which was the best news of the day.

Quick had returned a long time ago, and the other servants who went out to search were not in danger. Miss Michael, Hathaway, Miss Eula Rick and Mr. Alan Garcia are still missing. More importantly, Jenkins is wondering what happened.

The disappearance of friends is not accidental, and the several accidents during this trip cannot be simply attributed to bad luck. Starting from the cold snake grass in the town at the foot of the mountain, there must be a cause of all this among the seven people who came to travel and their servants, and this cause has not yet revealed its identity and purpose.

More importantly, the natives in the villa cannot be trusted. The ice-blue spider just now is obviously not a native species, and Jenkins found a large basin of raw meat in the ruins of the explosion, which further proves this point. Someone or a group of people in the villa are raising those monsters, and even the appearance of the wild wolves may be related to this.

The writer, with narrowed eyes, took a towel and refused the help of the maid to sweep the snow off his body with a towel alone.

In front of him, panicked and anxious people gathered in the hall in front of the main entrance to discuss countermeasures, and among these people, there must be a murderer who has seen through all this.

Squeak~

The door behind him was tightly closed, completely blocking the blizzard outside. And the writer Jenkins William has made up his mind to play the detective again and arrest the culprit who interrupted the precious vacation time.

The blizzard still has no intention of stopping. It is highly likely that you will not live until dawn if you spend the night outdoors on such a night. Therefore, no matter how dangerous it was, the people in the villa still had to organize people to go out and search, but Mr. Jenkins and Quick were not allowed to take the risk and join the team again.

When he came back on the unicorn just now, Jenkins had already circled around at a low altitude, but he couldn't find the aura representing Hathaway. This doesn't mean that she is dead, at least Jenkins doesn't think so. On the contrary, the possibility of certain spatial numbered items, events, or even strange places is higher.

He was very worried about his friends, but they seemed to have completely disappeared from this world and there was no trace of them.

The people who went out to search brought back disappointing news again and again, and even Miss Lawrence could see the negative emotions in Jenkins.

She has not left Jenkins' side since she woke up, and the sensitive girl also saw that there were people with bad intentions in this house. Although she repeated to Jenkins what happened after they left the villa, no one could find any effective clues from it.

Jenkins even wanted Chocolate to act as a police dog temporarily to search again, but finding Miss Lawrence was probably the limit of this cat. In such weather, even the strongest smell can be easily covered up. After all, it is a cat, not a dog.

He planned to ride the unicorn out to search again after dinner, but this time he would expand the scope. If he still couldn't find it before 10 pm, he would have to ask Alexia for help.

He was very worried that the girls would encounter an accident in such a low temperature environment, so he hurried to eat dinner, fearing that a second late would cause a tragedy. But even so, the night search was still fruitless, and after returning to the room through the window, Miss Lawrence, who had been staying in Jenkins' bedroom because of anxiety and fear, gave him another bad news:

"Sorry, Mr. William, Quick is dead."

The young man who had just eaten at the same table with Jenkins was found dead in the corridor at the door of his room by the servant who was cleaning the corridor, which was not far from Jenkins' bedroom.

He had no external injuries on his body, and Mr. Bray Deckert, the doctor in the villa, did not find any possible sudden fatal diseases such as heart disease during a brief examination. Although people wanted to attribute the cause of death to poisoning, Jenkins and Miss Lawrence, who were eating at the same table, were safe and sound, and from the outside, the expressions of the bodies were very peaceful, not like they had struggled in pain before death.

"I'm sorry, I can't find the cause of death. I can only wait for the police to arrive and do a more detailed examination. Fortunately, it's winter now, and the body won't rot so quickly..."