The Master of the Strange Realm

Thinking in his heart, he directly picked up the smallest bowl and swallowed it in one gulp without chewing. Then, Miss Sylph saw Jenkins close his eyes and trembled all over:

"What kind of meat is this?"

She asked anxiously, wanting to support Jenkins but worried about affecting him.

"Shadow beast, a monster in the shadow world, reflecting the evil of the human heart in the material world."

The pig snorted and laughed:

"The material world of the Eighteenth Century is too interesting. When reflected in the shadow world, more interesting creatures will naturally appear. Shadow beasts are not poisonous, but if you eat their meat, you will feel the emotions and malice they contain. What I carefully prepared for you this time is the meal called "jealousy."

As he said, he pointed to the remaining bowls on the dining car:

"Since he can't drink it for the time being, it's your turn, otherwise get out immediately."

"No, let me do it."

Jenkins opened his eyes, his expression was very unnatural, as if he couldn't control his face.

"What happened to you just now?"

The elf immediately put his hand on Jenkins' wrist, but found that he couldn't pull Jenkins' spirit at all. His spirit is like the oldest tree, almost integrated with time.

"I saw some very uncomfortable pictures, probably a family in the slums, a family of four, one old, two adults and one child, all struggling for a living. They were originally happy, after all, the whole family was safe, but then their neighbors made a lot of money by investing in the tulip business and were ready to move out of the slums. The night before the neighbor's family left, out of jealousy, so... it's better for you not to know the ending."

Jenkins patted his chest and looked at the pig chef:

"If that's all, you underestimate us too much, right?"

As he said, under Miss Sylva's worried eyes, he took another bowl and drank it. This time, if Miss Sylva hadn't helped him in time, he would really fall down.

"I said, this thing is not poisonous. This is the appetite transformed from the reflection of human heart. It cannot be resisted by mental resistance and strong soul, because it is emotion, it is thought, it is the heart of human..."

"Okay. Stop talking."

Jenkins opened his eyes again. Although his face was a little pale, he looked good at least:

"If I drink the third bowl, you will let us kill it, right?"

"Yes, but do you really want to drink it?"

Chef Pig asked suspiciously:

"You should feel the impact on you. Do you really want to continue drinking it?"

Section 2138 Chapter 2107 Sweep

"Of course I can feel it. The second bowl is even more disgusting. Just because I saw a girl of the same age who was prettier than me at the dance, these stories are too cliché, right?"

Jenkins reached out to take the third bowl, but Miss Elf was faster than him:

"I am your companion. How can you do everything?"

"Because I am better than you."

Jenkins snatched the bowl from Miss Sylph:

"The journey ahead is still long. I don't want you to fall here so easily."

He drank the third bowl, then closed his eyes and hung the weight of his whole body on Miss Elf. She supported Jenkins and looked at the head pig chef:

"We have met the requirements, so you can die, right?"

"Of course, then come and kill me!"

It glanced at Jenkins, who was almost unsteady, and turned around to pick up the kitchen knife. The other pigs in the kitchen also gathered around.

"Come on, come and kill me~"

The fattest pig laughed and retreated into the herd, and then all the pigs rushed towards the two people at the door.

They laughed and hummed unscrupulously. Without the man who smelled of wood, there was only the elves left, so there was no need to fear... A flash of white sword light, Jenkins, holding the sword with one hand, cut all the pigs present into two halves along the position of the pig heads. The sound of the pig heads falling to the ground was very rhythmic, but the black blood spurting was not beautiful at all:

"The third one is even more disgusting. You can do this just because you are jealous of others' wealth."

He helped Miss Sylph stand up and looked at the corpses in the kitchen. With a flick of his hand, the flame was thrown out, igniting all the filth here.

"Are you okay?"

The elf asked carefully. Jenkins looked completely fine at this moment.

"It's okay, I just feel a little off. Just let me breathe. That pig's idea is really simple. If this kind of emotional pollution can affect me, then what kind of savior can I be?"

He felt his own situation:

"This strange place may be a little special. Although it's okay now, if the monsters can still affect emotions later, I'm afraid there will be big problems. You have to be careful and don't get stained by the emotions in the shadows."

If you don't include special places such as the mezzanine, basement, and tower, the castle actually has only five floors, and it is not as tall as it looks from the outside. Among them, the four monsters that need to be solved are located on the first to fourth floors, the gem is in the tower on the right side of the special place, the oil painting is in the mezzanine of the first and second floors of the special place, and the sword that can cause damage to the butler is on the fifth floor.

In this way, Jenkins and the elf need to run all over the castle. This is not the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome thing is that when they leave the restaurant on the first floor and return to the second floor, they intend to find the way to the mezzanine and find that the map is not completely accurate.

This is not a trap set by the old butler, but the castle is in disrepair, and part of the terrain has changed as a result. The housekeeper must have failed to update the map in time, otherwise Jenkins and Miss Sylph would not have been forced to hide in the dilapidated bathroom to escape the hundreds of evil spirits that slipped out of the holes in the wall and stalked the corridors.

"It's bad."

Both of them spoke in muffled voices, and the smell of the bathroom could be described as "disaster."

"Is there any other way? I guess it's not a good idea to risk facing those evil spirits."

The elf came close to Jenkins and looked at the map with him. Jenkins also agreed with her view. There was no need to fight to the death with the evil spirits. Those evil spirits were obviously unusual. Even if they encountered them in the material world, Jenkins would choose to take a detour.

"There is another way."

He pointed at the map and said:

"But in this case, we need to go to the fourth floor through this secret passage to deal with the target monsters on the fourth floor, and then go back to the third floor to deal with the monsters on the third floor before we can enter the mezzanine."

There is a road on the mezzanine that connects to the location of the target monster on the second floor, so there is no need to think about solving the target on the second floor first.

"That's fine. Let's set off now. Where is the secret passage?"

Miss Elf looked like she was almost out of breath.

After breaking the mirror on the bathroom sink, the two of them bent down and entered the secret passage at the back. Fortunately, both Jenkins and Miss Elf are well-proportioned, otherwise they would probably get stuck in there.

The secret passage is occupied by a group of colorful hairy spiders, which just have to write "I am poisonous" on their bodies. They suddenly appeared from behind after the two passed underneath the nest. Jenkins was in front, so it was Miss Siluf who discovered them first.

The elf did not panic. He took out some powder from his small bag and flicked it around. Then Jenkins saw the little spiders falling from the gaps in the rocks above him like rain.

He wrapped his hair with clothes and praised:

"You seem pretty good at dealing with these little buggers."

"When hunting in the forest, if you can't get rid of the poisonous insects, you will be forced to go home in despair on the first night."

Miss Elf explained, her tone was very proud.

The secret passage was very long, and it took the two of them at least half an hour to reach the end, where they saw the ladder nailed into the exhaust pipe climbing up. In addition to the ladder, there are two or three pipes of unknown purpose in the pipeline, but fortunately there are no steam pipes, otherwise the next journey will be even more uncomfortable.

In short, after a long journey, they finally succeeded in reaching the location of the target monster on the fourth floor. It is a soundproof music room, so no matter what instruments are used in it, it will not affect other rooms.

So outside the room, the sound inside cannot be heard. Jenkins tried pushing the door, but it didn't open. Because of the soundproofing, knocking on the door was not impossible.

"Here's a rope."

In the end, Miss Siruff discovered a rope that was almost integrated with the dust on the wall, and the rope connected the room. It took five minutes after the two people pulled it before someone opened the door from the room.

The person who opened the door was a human, or at least it looked human. He was wearing an old-fashioned heavy red party dress, white gloves on his hands, boots on his feet, and white stockings on his legs. There are two medals hanging on the chest on the left side of the clothes. Unfortunately, no matter how excellent Jenkins' heraldry is, it is impossible to recognize these two medals.

"who are you?"

The man who opened the door raised his head slightly and said. He was taller than Jenkins, so he looked down at the two of them when he spoke.

"We are here to kill you. Are you going to stand here and let me chop you, or are you going to give us a test?"

Jenkins spoke politely.

"You? Kill me?"

His head tilted up even more:

"Just for people like you? Want to kill me?"

The tone of his words really made people want to punch him in the face.

Chapter 2139 Chapter 2108 Angry Soul

"Just who we are? So who do you think we are?"

After hearing what the other party said, Miss Elf asked.

"Mediocre adventurers are like rats bred in a dark and damp basement. They are inconspicuous and have no meaning of existence, but they always emerge from unexpected corners. And I, #@2# @Jazz, how could I die in your hands?”

Jenkins didn't understand the name he claimed. It was definitely not the naming method of elves or humans. He could distinguish the complicated pronunciation, but he couldn't match it with any word.

"So, you won't catch me without any help?"

Jenkins took out his sword as he spoke. Unexpectedly, instead of being afraid, the other party snorted and laughed:

"Come and try it."

Jenkins swung his sword forward and stabbed forward, but when the sword was only a little finger away from the clothes on the opponent's chest, it was blocked by a black light.

"Light of the heart?"

He was surprised that the Eighteenth Century had this ability. After Sigrid learned about her life experience in Belduran, she gained this ability because she understood her inner thoughts. In the flowery and strange environment, he was even given the gift of [The Ring of Heart Light], but Jenkins did not ask for it. After all, he had to consider that if he could not come back, the ladies in his family would also have to have means to protect themselves.

[Light of the Soul] Even in the system of idealistic gifters, it belongs to the relatively idealistic category. To put it simply, it is equivalent to "Believe in the power of my own heart, then I will be extremely powerful." This is related to one's own spirit and soul, as well as one's own character and ideas. The easiest way to defeat the light of the soul is to find the user's character and psychological loopholes.

Depending on the owner, the strength of the ability varies greatly, and the man in front of him is obviously the stronger one.

"But why is there the power of shadow in the light of the soul?"

Elves also have outstanding powers of observation.

"It's simple."

The man replied, "I collected flowers from the shadow world and merged the power condensed from the arrogance projected from the material world with my soul."

"arrogant?"

"Yes, the human world has developed into such an interesting era, and the superiority of the nobles over the poor has formed an insurmountable gap. The emotions formed thereby form a barrier like a chasm. In front of the nobles, you are just Ant, this is determined by nature, so you can do whatever you can, if you can hurt even one of my hairs, I will lose."

He looked confident in front of the two Jenkins. Jenkins then thought for a moment:

"Then, please allow me to briefly introduce myself."

As he spoke, he raised his sword again:

"Jenkins Redemption Williamte, the only savior of the eighteenth century, the current king of the largest human kingdom in the material world, the second world tree in history, a man favored by nature."

He paused to observe the other person's expression, and then slashed down with his sword, cutting the guy in front of him with his head raised in half. No blood spurted out, and what flowed out of the corpse was like a liquid shadow:

“This time the strange situation corresponds to [real phantom], but I don’t know what it means to be ‘against fate’.”

he said, before withdrawing his sword.

"How did you do it?"

Miss Siluf didn't understand what happened to her, and she still looked nervously at the corpse on the ground that seemed to be melting.

"Arrogance becomes poison when an arrogant person is shown that his arrogance is not worth a penny... The penny is the most basic currency of my time."

Just like the kitchen, there are some interesting items in the concert hall. Because the housekeeper allows one item to be taken away from the castle, if it was an ordinary treacherous situation, Jenkins might choose an instrument to take back to Hathaway as a gift.

But he had already decided to take Miss Silufu away, so he didn't waste time searching.

Next, they returned to the third floor from the side stairs on the fourth floor. As soon as they reached the third floor, Miss Elf shivered. On the third floor, there is something wrong with the viewing balcony on the left, so it is covered with snow all year round. The environment here is completely different from the other floors.

The two of them sped up and walked left along the corridor. After a few steps, they saw a pile of wooden tables and chairs blocking their way. In fact, both the elves and Jenkins could easily tear down these old furniture violently, but the map showed that there was a big snake living inside these tables and chairs, so in order not to disturb it, they still chose to take a detour.

There were no more problems with the map, and the two of them successfully arrived at the third target monster room on the third floor. That location, standardly referred to as the "divination room" on the map, is a special room in the castle that provides accommodation and divination for boarding fortune tellers.

"The lord here really likes to take in travelers."

the elf whispered.

"Don't comment on the lord here casually. If my guess is correct, the lord should be..."

He pointed to the sky, and the elf thought for a moment before understanding: