The Master of the Strange Realm

But unfortunately, I found that

This world is very bad.

In the mist that never seems to subside,

There is a terrifying existence.

——Jack the Ripper, vampires and the Dragon Society, even the Severn Valley, and the city under the sea...

They all really exist.

(The above is the serious version introduction)

This book is also known as: "What to do if the inspiration point is too high when the car is stuck", "Miss Bubble doesn't want you to confess", "How should novice investigators survive in a world where the goddess of dice does not exist", "About working in Grammar" In the world of Sulu, a dialectical discussion on whether to pick up the black cat."

Involving world view: Cthulhu mythology, mythological stories of various systems, running groups

Chapter 1537 Chapter 1513 Work Report

An hour later, Jenkins stood at the door of the Rosalia Hotel, watching the tour group leave. At this time, he was still thinking about how many people he had hurt. While he was sighing in his heart, the cat standing on his shoulder suddenly turned his head to look behind him, and then swept Jenkins' neck with the tip of his tail.

"Yes, I know someone is following us."

He touched Chocolate's head, and the latter gave a gentle cry.

The person following him was an ordinary person. The reason why he was discovered was because Jenkins' current inspiration was so powerful that even a trained so-called agent would still notice if Jenkins was not distracted as long as his eyes were fixed on him. of.

He didn't know who sent this person, but he didn't care. Whether it was the spy sent by the Queen to investigate Jenkins or the spies of other nobles who were preparing to place bets, it was not a big trouble. After all, the real trouble he faced was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Since there was going to be a debriefing speech in the afternoon, Jenkins went directly to the Holy See instead of going anywhere else. Inevitably, I heard about what happened last night in the church, and therefore learned about the investigation about that club.

In fact, just when Jenkins escaped by flying to the moon on a unicorn last night, the church received information about the presence of tobacco in the city. Just because of the Blood Mosquito Curse, there are now 12 church teams in the Beldiran area at the same time, so a simple investigation team was formed to deal with the club, and the preliminary investigation was completed last night.

The first step was to arrest those who were hiding in the club and enjoying tobacco. Jenkins did not see the exact arrest list, but according to the news he heard, there seemed to be a few outstanding people among those caught this time. figure.

The church conducted a comprehensive search of the club. In addition to initially reconstructing the entire process of how the "liar believers riding unicorns" infiltrated there, they also found some interesting information. This information can be used to trace the establishment process of this club and the people who helped them in this process, which will be helpful to find the organization of the [Scent Appreciation Clerks Association] in the Belduran area.

The police who arrived at the scene before the church failed to catch the club management. When the church arrived at the scene, the third floor was empty except for two dead prostitutes.

Divination on the scene was also impossible due to the appearance of believers of lies, so the church did not even know how terrible things had appeared there.

In addition, last night's investigation also yielded very unexpected results. When Jenkins went to recover the "Mirror of Good and Evil", he encountered three people with suspicious origins. Among them, the person who claimed to be a history teacher was actually hired by a mysterious organization to buy the Class B mirror.

The documents found on the third floor of the club this time can prove that it was the [Fragrance Appreciation Clerks Association] who hired that man to buy the mirror. As for the reason for needing a mirror, judging from the documents, that mirror can, to a certain extent, eliminate hidden dangers to the soul for people who are not exposed to tobacco very frequently.

The Smell Appreciation Committee itself does not have good means to combat the side effects of tobacco produced by itself, so it also needs mirrors to help some members of the organization who have no self-control to quit smoking.

"Why do you feel like the place has become chaotic as soon as I arrived at Beldiran?"

Jenkins said to himself, and then realized that this was the normal state at the end of the era and had little to do with him.

Although the group entrenched in the club escaped temporarily, their accident exposed many traces. The church will use this as a clue to continue to pursue it, and Jenkins believes there will be results soon.

Because he didn't understand the local black market, he couldn't find a way yet to report the horrific scenes he saw in his dreams to the Holy See. Compared with the further harm that tobacco may bring, a beast of disaster that was sealed in the ancient era is a more terrifying thing. Jenkins cannot imagine what changes it will bring to the world once it is completely freed from its trap.

I met my dad at church at noon, and he would also attend Jenkins' speech in the auditorium in the afternoon. More people came to watch the speech than Jenkins expected, and everyone sat quietly for an afternoon, listening to him talk about the differences between the Diocese of the North and the Diocese of Fidictry.

Jenkins wanted to make his two-month vacation in Loen seem fulfilling, rather than wasting time enjoying the comfort of the exotic princess manor, so he completed this report with great care.

He briefly described the history of Loon Diocese, analyzed the differences in concepts among believers due to cultural differences, explained the impact of Hampavo folklore on religious beliefs, and even quoted a short piece of report material from Loon Diocese, It proves that "extremely low temperatures in winter will make believers reluctant to attend church services."

In short, the report will start at 1:30 in the afternoon and end at 5 o'clock. By the end, Jenkins even felt that his throat was about to smoke, and he just forgot to prepare a glass of water in advance. There was only a cat on the podium in the auditorium, and although some people thought cats were liquids, chocolate was actually not drinkable.

After the report meeting, I had to accept questions and inquiries from the audience. After this whole process was completed, those who came to the meeting took a group photo together to commemorate this grand work report meeting.

After doing this, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Jenkins declined his father's invitation to have dinner with him at the church, and instead hurried to the Rosalia Hotel in the city. After carefully hiding it from Hathaway, he took Britney out and headed to the reserved restaurant.

During this period, Jenkins also asked the blonde girl why she didn't invite Hathaway out for dinner. Britney said that what she needed now was to be alone with Jenkins, not a three-person date. This made Jenkins realize that he had asked a stupid question.

Although she had nominally explained the matter with the little princess in the North through several letters to Bryony, after the meeting, Bryony still wanted Jenkins to talk about his experience in Loen, especially with Dolores. Silk thing.

Jenkins could only bite the bullet and tell him what he had already discussed with Hathaway. In fact, there was no need to lie, he just told everything except the engagement. After all, he really had nothing to do with Dolores.

"That is to say, you have really been living with that princess for the past two months."

Britney asked, wiping the corners of her mouth elegantly with a napkin, even though the corners of her beautiful mouth were not stained with any dirt from food.

PS: Yesterday, someone asked me in a post whether the reward was enough. The author checked it and found that it was enough. Update 12 on the 29th.

Chapter 1538 Chapter 1514: Intertwined Blond Hair

"That's right, I've been living in her manor."

Because she was talking all the time, Jenkins ate very little. With the knife in his right hand and the fork in his left hand, he put down the tableware again under Chocolate's expectant eyes. This was the first time he had done this.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Blainey asked doubtfully:

"I noticed you've been talking and not eating much."

"It's nothing. After all, this is the wrong thing I did. You know, I have been living in the home of an unmarried girl recently. But I swear, I did absolutely nothing! I can swear to the sage!"

He raised his right hand and said, his voice rising a lot.

"I quite believe this."

The blonde girl nodded and said, picking up the wine glass next to her. Jenkins quickly picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly with her. This is real wine, not a fake drink. Although drinks were not out of the question, since he hadn't seen Britney for a long time and he had done something wrong, Jenkins thought it would be okay to drink some wine.

"Then how are you going to deal with your relationship with the princess who is in love with you?"

This was another fatal question. Jenkins smiled awkwardly and told the answer Hathaway had told him:

"We are still in contact, and I wrote to her after I arrived in Belduran."

He simply couldn't understand why Hathaway wanted him to say this.

"That's not bad."

Bryony nodded, not looking angry or troubled, and Jenkins was even more confused.

Jenkins drank a lot of wine during dinner, and later at the theater, there was actually free wine in the box for distinguished guests.

Jenkins felt like he drank more wine tonight than every day in the past. When sending Britney back to his room, he finally understood why Britney did this:

"Why aren't you drunk? I can't even smell the alcohol on you."

The blonde girl, with her long hair hanging down, sat on her bed under the moonlight and asked doubtfully. She slightly unbuttoned the collar of her shirt, exposing Baixi's neck.

"I just don't like drinking. It doesn't mean that I can't drink or that I'm a bad drinker."

He said, in fact, with the physical body of the Giver alone, even that little wine would not make him drunk.

"That's such a bummer."

Bryony said, her face was slightly red, probably because she was drunk. She stretched out her legs in front of Jenkins, kicked off the high heels on both feet in turn, and then sat sideways on the bed. After the shoes hit the floor and made a nice sound, Jenkins' left eyelid twitched twice.

Putting her long blond hair back with both hands and biting her upper lip, Britney looked at Jenkins who was standing there at a loss:

"I think you know what I mean."

Her voice is very soft.

"this......"

Jenkins is not stupid.

"If this time you turn around and run away like the last time we were on the train, I swear I will wake up Hathaway sleeping next door and let her see what we are doing."

The blonde girl threatened, the window was behind her, and the moonlight of the double moon seemed to cast a veil over her.

"But why? I thought you would hate me if I didn't do very well today."

He asked in a low voice, stepping back to the door step by step, and quickly locked the door with his hand behind his back.

"Why?"

The blonde girl looked at Jenkins sadly:

"do you like me?"

"Yes, I love you."

"Jenkins, I never ask for much."

She thought of many things, of her time with Jenkins and Hathaway, of the request her father made to her, and of the rest of her life:

"That's probably enough for me."

(Fini is praying)

Jenkins had a dream, which was actually normal. He didn't never dream. It's just that the content of the dream this time was not to fight the giant black cat to the edge of the world, but to return to the last story I read in Black Town, holding the black egg and leaning against the giant tree. Watching the drizzle falling from the sky.

This time, there was no memory of the pain and tension of suppressing the egg. Instead, there was only a comfortable mood and the joy of being able to do nothing.

But soon this pleasant feeling disappeared, and the voices of thousands of people appeared in my ears at the same time. The sound seemed like Jenkins was in a busy city, closing his eyes and listening to the noise around him, but these sounds were so close to him, as if countless people were overlapping and chattering in his ears.

This phenomenon has appeared for the second night. He has been experiencing such symptoms since he absorbed the huge amount of mental power in the mixed dream two days ago. That mass of mental power did not cause any harm to him, but was absorbed by him silently, but the impurities inside turned into sounds like this, chattering endlessly in his dreams.

This kind of noise will probably last for a few minutes and then disappear. It seems that he himself is also quickly filtering these sounds that he doesn't know where they come from. He realized that he was in a dream and was bored with the sounds, so he thought about focusing his attention to see what he could hear.

And once you do this, there will be only one voice left in your ears, and it is the very familiar voice of Feini. The little girl kept repeating simple sentences such as "Don't eat roasted carrots at night" and "I hope the flowers in the garden will grow", which was very consistent with Fini's character. I just don't know if this is what she usually thinks in her heart, or if it is a stray thought that occasionally comes out in her dreams.

"Why do I always have strange dreams?"

With this thought in mind, he woke up in the morning, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his cat standing in front of him, looking at him with a reproachful look. Those beautiful amber eyes crinkled, the classic angry cat look. Because it was standing too close to Jenkins who was lying on his side, the huge cat was very oppressive from this angle.

"Why is this scene so familiar?"

He thought to himself and then turned around and hugged the blonde girl who had also just woken up. It felt very good in his hand. It was still dark and bright, and both of them were sleepy. But Jenkins needs to leave as soon as possible, and it's hard to say what will happen if Hathaway catches him spending the night in Britney's room.

"Good morning, Jenkins."

Bryony's face was slightly red, and the scattered gold covered her ears, preventing Jenkins from seeing that her ears were also rosy.

"Good morning, Britney."

Jenkins tried to act as natural as possible. Although this was not the first time he said good morning to someone without clothes, it was the first time with Britney.

Chapter 1539 Chapter 1515 Antiquities Market

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no movement in Hathaway's room next door, the two talked about love for a while, and then Britney carefully urged Jenkins to leave. After Jenkins kissed his beloved girl goodbye, he grabbed his cat and carefully jumped out of the window of the Rosalia Hotel while the night was still dark.

After grabbing the coat and returning to the ground, he didn't forget to look back at Britney's window. The blonde girl in her nightgown smiled and waved her arms to tell Jenkins to be careful on the road.

"Oh, my God~"

After completely leaving the street where Rosalia Hotel was located, Jenkins dared to walk on the street with confidence, stretching and yawning. He was exhausted last night, and he got up very early this morning, so he looked like he didn't get enough rest.

"Chocolate, what do you want for breakfast?"

While thinking about last night's dream, I touched the cat on my shoulder. Chocolate screamed in displeasure and slapped his hand away with her paw. But Jenkins didn't care. Instead, he wondered in his mind whether the egg he had suppressed for a long time in the story would eventually be born as the beast of disaster [Nightmare of Sin Karma].

"No, the egg in the story does not show any abilities related to dreams."

He denied this conjecture, stopped at the street corner, and had a new unrealistic idea in his mind.

Today is Wednesday. After yesterday’s debriefing, the only task left in Beldiland now is to “see the world” with my father. Dad asked Jenkins to meet him early Wednesday morning after dinner, so Jenkins did not go back to his house after leaving Bryony, but took the cat with him to have a big meal, and then came to Dad and the hotel where the Willamette family lived.

Seeing that it was still early, I thought of going to my family first to say hello. But no one answered the door for a long time. Later, I learned from my father that Robert had taken his family out early in the morning, and someone invited them to go fishing on the river.

"I don't remember my father having any acquaintances in Belduran City."

He told his father this to express his doubts.

"Robert is working in a mining company now, so it's normal for him to know some businessmen in Beldiran. Let's not talk about this, this is not our focus. If you don't need to go to the bathroom, then let's go. You will definitely be amazed today."

Although the father is a semi-civilian staff member arranged by the church to collect suspicious items in the city, he really loves the profession of antique shop owner. This time, he took Jenkins out mysteriously, and it would not be an auction or black market transaction without any creativity.

Jenkins followed the father and merged with the early morning work flow. Not long after, he arrived at the train station in the north of Beldiran. This station is mainly used by steam locomotives transporting bulk goods, and it is already busy at this moment. The workers who are carrying and unloading goods and the merchants who are checking the goods are making loud noises, making the small square inside and outside the station particularly noisy.

"Are we leaving Beldiran?"

Jenkins guessed.

"No, the destination is here."