Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Chocolate was also brought out by Jenkins. Leaving it at home last night has made the cat very angry. If this is still the case today, I am afraid the cat will never agree.

　　 "...Augustus, Odin, Berwick, Bruce..."

　　 When I saw the professor, he was wearing a brown wool shirt, giving a lecture in a large classroom. Below the podium are sparsely over twenty students, writing notes seriously.

Seeing that Jenkins was brought in, the professor did not stop the lecture, but pulled a hemp rope hanging next to the blackboard with his hand. The professor's hands are flush for writing.

　　 In the process, the professor nodded and gestured, and Jenkins also nodded in response, then went in through the back door and sat in the last row waiting for the end of the course.

　　 This blackboard is very interesting, as you can tell from the sound, this is the successful use of gear machinery. The rope is connected to the lever and the pulley, and the blackboard is moved by pulling the rope. It is indeed very smart.

　　The book that Professor 　　 uses for his lecture today is "The Chronicles of the Kingdom", which is also the most orthodox textbook of modern history. Today's course tells about the historical events of the rebellion of the five frontier dukes 400 years ago. The last names Jenkins just heard are the family names of those five dukes.

　　 400 years ago, the kingdom had just experienced two generations of queens, and it happened to be at the time when the immediate heir died and the throne was vacant. This is similar to the current situation, because the current predecessor and the current king are women, and there are currently no direct blood relatives.

　　 If the judgment is correct, the one who is most likely to inherit the throne is a 30-year-old nobleman who has a thin blood with the royal family. He is not a nobleman of the Fedictelli Kingdom, but a nobleman of the Cheslan Kingdom.

　　 But according to the royal inheritance law, the throne should indeed belong to him.

　　 These have little to do with Jenkins, just think about it casually. As for the Duke whose surname was "Augustus" 400 years ago, he was the ancestor of the Viscount Augustus. Jenkins heard this from his father.

　　Professor Burns was taking a big class, which didn't end until ten o'clock. Jenkins originally thought that after the course was over, he would bring his own teaching group to meet him, but a group of people had already been surrounded outside the classroom.

　　 Professor Burns had just announced the end of get out of class. Before putting the chalk down, he was surrounded by male and female students rushing in from the door.

　　 Needless to say, this must have heard the wind to meet the great writer William. But fortunately, Carlson, who brought Jenkins in, noticed that something was wrong. Taking advantage of Professor Burns's besieged effort, he took Jenkins out of the back door ahead of time to avoid causing a greater riot.

　　 Finally, the meeting will be held in the conference room on the second floor of the school library. In addition to the students of the professor, there are also five or six well-informed young people.

　　 There were almost 30 people present, and some drinks and snacks were prepared in advance and packed in simple wooden utensils to make it a party. Someone who is in trouble pulled a blackboard and wrote Jenkins's name on the blackboard, which is a clear theme.

　　 The young people are very interested. In addition to asking about the details of the storybook, they are also asking about their plans for the next book. Jenkins revealed some unimportant details, which made them excited.

　　 But he still has things to do in the afternoon, and he can't delay too much time here. In addition to signing the book, that is, after chatting with them a few words, he is about to leave.

　　 "They are so enthusiastic."

Professor 　　 sent Jenkins out of the school gate, and the two quickly walked around the flowerbed, and the gate was in front of them.

　　PS: To celebrate the collection of 9000, there is a chapter at 8 o'clock.

Chapter 240 Chapter 236 Prayer for Reading Festival

　　 "Yes, your book is indeed very famous, especially among young people."

　　 Professor will not attend church activities in the afternoon, he still has important things to do.

　　 Before saying goodbye to each other, the professor reminded Jenkins that he heard from others that the illegal gifter organization [Witch’s House] had committed several major crimes in Nolan City. Most of these cases involve wealthy businessmen or nobles, so Jenkins is reminded to be more careful.

"I have no money."

　　 He said sincerely. This is not a lie. Compared with the average assets of Nolan's upper class, 8,000 pounds is not money at all.

　　 went home to pick up the chocolate, and asked the coachman to take him to the church. The believers waiting in line to enter have been lined up at the corner of the street.

　　 Jenkins could only enter from the back door, and was caught by Captain Bincy:

　　 "Hurry up, I'll wait for you!"

　　 The two hurriedly walked down the revolving stone steps to the door of Vientiane, which was already covered with dense church gifts, even some Jenkins had never seen.

　　Before the beginning of the secular activities, the gifters who have time to appear in the parish must participate in the prayer activities here.

　　 On the large open space between the Gate of Vientiane and the stairs, a huge circle was drawn with purple fluorescent paint. Around the side of the circle, common prayer terms and doctrines are written in common language, while the ancient text on the inside cannot be read. I don't know when there was a row of gold candlesticks on the wall. The white candles with thin arms had been lit, and there was a strange smell in the air.

　　 Jenkins was pulled behind the formal daddy, and they were standing relatively forward. After waiting for another ten minutes, because Miss Bevanna was not in the city, she was replaced by a secret guard, leading the solemn people to pray.

　　 And in the low voice of prayer, the huge holy emblem on the Gate of Vientiane bloomed with dazzling aura.

　　 In the spiritual light, magnificent and solemn eyes scanned the crowd from a higher latitude. In his eyes, the secret guards handed out a silver cup containing liquid for each gifter.

　　 The flame of the candle on the wall flickered, and the light flickered. With the unstable light, Jenkins found that there was a red liquid like blood in the silver cup, exuding golden aura. The silver cup itself was extremely cold, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator, which was caused by the nature of the liquid itself.

　　 In the sound of prayer, the gifters drank the liquid in the cup one by one. When it was Jenkins' turn, his father slapped him and he reacted.

　　 The cold liquid slid down his throat, and a layer of goose bumps formed on his arm. And as the fluid flows to the stomach, there is another burning sensation. Just when he suspected that he was going to suffer from stomach problems from drinking too cold liquid, the cold liquid turned into airflow and spread all over the body. This was the spirit.

　　 He had thought about it a long time ago, since there are items like A-01-2-0198's white flowers that can grow the upper limit of spirit out of thin air, then the church must have other items with similar functions.

　　 "It's a bit sweet, and it tastes good."

　　 He thought in his heart, bent over and put the silver cup under his feet, and rejoined the sound of prayer.

　　 As a famous benefactor drank the blood-red liquid, the light of the candle on the wall became weaker and weaker. When the last person joined the prayer again, the flame went out completely.

　　 But it's not completely dark here, and the door of Vientiane that everyone faces is silent, opening a gap. As the prayer sound expanded, the gap became wider and wider, and finally, when the sound reached its peak, the door opened completely.

　　 B-10-5-0400, the door of Vientiane, opens at different angles to correspond to different spaces. Jenkins never knew what location it would correspond to when it was fully opened.

　　 After the gate of Vientiane is fully opened, there is an endless white light similar to the entrance of the sacred world. The sound of a familiar chant came faintly in his ears, and Jenkins's heart burst.

　　 "The sage is coming?"

　　 Of course it is impossible. With the sound of the chant, a pure white palm-sized feather floated out from behind the door. After that, the door of Vientiane was slowly closed, the candles on the wall automatically reignited, and the feathers fell on the ground.

　　 In a small space, everyone's breathing can be heard. The moment the door was opened, everyone felt the pressure of suffocation. This was just a breath leaked by the existence behind the door, but no one explained how it was.

　　The ceremony is now considered to be over, a few secret guards surround the feather, and the others can be disbanded. If you have time, go to the church to participate in the celebration of the reading festival. If you don’t have time, just do your own thing.

　　The activities of the benefactors in different dioceses are completely different. In addition to the usual prayers, other things can be arranged by themselves. Just like the Diocese of Nolan, the liquid to drink is called [Crimson Wine], which is the most precious specialty of the Church of Knowledge and Books in the Diocese of Nolan. Afterwards, the gate of Vientiane was opened directly to the great sage, and the sage directly blessed the diocese.

　　 Even in the Diocese of Nolan, no more than ten people know the truth about this incident. Jenkins was able to be informed because of his special status. In fact, it is not difficult for the false **** Jenkins to think that, except for the sage, no one else has such qualifications to be able to bless on this occasion.

　　 What really surprised Jenkins was that the Gate of Vientiane was able to communicate directly with the gods. What is this?

　　 It was also here when the Saint Child was canonized last time, and the Holy Emblem was also engraved on the 【Extraordinary】, it is hard to imagine where this item came from. But he at least understood why the old father said that this item is one of the most important items of the church in the Diocese of Nolan.

　　 walked up with the crowd with thick questions, originally intending to listen to the bishop's sermon. This is not every day. He is too old to support standing for a long time.

　　 But Captain Bincy patted Jenkins behind him. Jenkins could only stop and let the old man go up first, by the way, to see if the chocolate was still playing in the yard.

　　 The door of Vientiane soon became empty, and only a few secret guards were still in front of the door not knowing what they were doing.

　　 Jenkins and Captain Bincy are standing in front of the upward stone steps. He obviously has something to ask.

　　 "Are you present when the murder of David's house happened?"

　　 Binsi's expression is not very serious, so this matter should be just a routine inquiry.

"Yes, sir. Hasn't the matter been settled? The detective Erwin Ignaz who was present had discovered the truth of the murder before the police arrived. It was the maid, Joyce, who poisoned his wife. "

"Indeed it is."

He nodded, "But then it was discovered that the bottle of the poison that Joyce was holding had the mark of the illegal benefactor of [Witch’s House]. We believe that this is a provocation to the Orthodox Church in Nolan City. "

Chapter 241 Chapter 237 The Countless Troubles Have Just Started

"At present, this case is about to be closed. Mr. David, who passed away last week, had a habit of messing with flowers and weeds. Of course, he would not let his maid off. Joyce, that is, the murderer. I started to have an affair with my male master over a year ago.

　　Speaking of this, Captain Bincy paused deliberately to look at Jenkins. Jenkins immediately raised his right hand and faced the direction of the holy emblem: "I am definitely not such a person."

　　 "I also believe that Williams is not such a person. I mean, there are still many doubts about Mr. David's death. We will discuss this matter later, let's talk about the case first."

　　 He coughed and continued:

"After Mr. David's death, Joyce wanted to use her own identity to force the mistress to get a share out of the inheritance. Who knows, she accidentally learned that the mistress had other plans. There were many misunderstandings and misunderstandings. Occasionally, just like those cliché stories, we don’t talk about it much. In short, she lost her lover and has no property. Because of this, she poisoned Mrs. David with all her thoughts."

　　 "This is a very common murder case."

"Yes it is."

　　 Captain Bincy nodded, took a few pages from his outer pocket, and handed it to Jenkins for review.

"This is the material provided by the detective you mentioned. After Mr. David's death, his wife knew of his life and commissioned a detective to investigate whether Mr. David had an illegitimate child. The result showed that there was indeed, and it was... ..."

　　 "Maid Best?"

　　 Jenkins frowned as he looked at the findings on the rough paper. Best is the youngest maid who checked Antique with him on the second floor.

　　 "Yes, you can read the specific stories in the middle, and this detective agency is indeed very responsible."

　　 He nodded, raised a finger, motioned Jenkins to pay attention, and then said:

　　 "These mundane cases have nothing to do with us, but the following are the issues involved in this simple murder case:

　　 First, the [Witch’s House] mentioned just now is an illegal organization of gifters, worshiping an unknown existence called [Hanging Shadow of the Mother God]. We are still investigating why she or they came to Nolan City and how the bottle of poison was obtained by ordinary people. "

　　 Then, he stretched out his second finger:

"Secondly, the Howard Detective Agency where Detective Erwin Ignaz worked is a legal detective agency in this city. However, at the end of last month, an incident occurred. An assistant, secretly took out some extramarital affairs information, and threatened those clients to pay cash to redeem them."

　　 "Huh? This is a bit familiar... Sir, you mean, the first man we found to carry the source of the gear germ infection?"

Captain Bincy nodded, "Yes, there is no pure coincidence in this world. The [Witch’s House] case is always connected with this incident, which always makes people feel uneasy. The preliminary investigation did not find that this firm was involved. Question, so we hope that you can go to this office within a week to test it with your client. You don’t need to be very deliberate. Dad said that you are very sensitive to spiritual perception, and you can even rely on intuition to search for special items and see Just look at it. This is an extra assignment outside of your own job. After all, you have a connection with there. If you go rashly, you won’t be suspicious. The church will pay for it.”

　　 Jenkins nodded. This is very simple. When making a request, just use the [Eye of Reality] to scan around.

　　 Captain Bincy then stretched out his third finger. He deliberately left Jenkins, and he certainly didn’t want to tell him the follow-up of the murder case:

　　 "Third, Mr. David died of heart failure, which has been confirmed repeatedly. For insurance, we conducted a more comprehensive examination of his body and found extremely rare amounts of silver in his remaining blood."

　　 "Silver? Does it mean metallic silver?"

　　 Jenkins twisted his finger.

"Yes. Putting silver powder or specially treated silver-like liquid into the blood is a means of longevity promoted by the church of the evil **** [the immortal lord]. Of course, the ridiculous means is completely false, that terrible name It seems that Cthulhu can steal the lives of mortals and lend them to others through this behavior...This is not the point. The point is that two months ago, the deception of [Death and End] was snatched away A-12-4 -6701, the person of [Reaper’s Cloak Fragment] is a believer of [The Undead Lord]. There is reason to believe that the dead Mr. David had contacted the believer of the Cthulhu before his death, and his family had a history of heart disease. We also inquired with his personal doctor, and we can be sure that David knew about his illness before he died. Therefore, he is more likely to perform this stupid life extension ceremony."

　　 Captain Bincy was full of mockery on his face: "The gifter has to pay a huge price if he wants to live long, let alone ordinary people? Mr. Williams... I'll call you Jenkins."

Seeing that he had no objection, Captain Bincy continued: “Jenkins, the church is investigating the cultists who may have contact with Mr. David through the trajectory of Mr. David’s life. Although this matter has nothing to do with you for the time being, Miss Bevanna’s A letter from the city of New Truman, he asked me to tell you one thing."

"what's up?"

Seeing Captain Bincy’s mysterious look, Jenkins immediately turned his head to the side, and the middle-aged man said softly: “In the basic white abilities, some have quite unique functions, and in the same era, there can only be one person. Possess. The white foundation [Undead] is such an ability. The learning ritual of this ability has never been recorded, and the name can only be found in very few materials. Some people even suspect that this is a completely fictitious ability, because Except for great gods, nothing is immortal. Miss Bevanna sent a letter to remind you that the church of [The Immortal Lord] is likely to have this ability to learn."

　　 Jenkins blinked and motioned for him to continue speaking, but Captain Bincy blinked likewise to signal that he had finished speaking.

　　 "Why do you remind me specifically?"

"The Cthulhu God Son in New Truman City has been coming, and it has happened almost two months. Now the matter is about to be resolved. The Church of Orthodox God found some correspondence from the cultists. The letter was burned almost unrecognizable, but Only two words came out [Saint Son] [Undead]."

Chapter 242 Chapter 238 The Accident Has Arrived Again

　　 Jenkins was startled and blinked blankly.

　　 "That's why you remind me specifically?"

　　Think about it carefully, this is truly a disaster. People go in Nolan, and disaster comes from New Truman. But he soon thought of one more thing:

　　 "Wait, sir, this is not necessarily me. The 12 Orthodox Churches have saints, and there may be secret churches of false gods. This is just Miss Bevanna's caution."

　　 Thinking of this, he smiled again.

　　 Captain Bincy was unknown, so he reached out his hand and moved the candlestick for lighting on the wall a bit to make the flames shine to a larger area.

　　 "Miss Bevanna's letter appeared with the silver in Mr. David's blood. This is a very bad sign. In short, you have to be careful recently. Although this doesn't explain much, it doesn't hurt to be cautious."

　　 Jenkins's mood is a bit heavy, even more hazy than the weather outside. He sighed and took out the pocket watch from the chest pocket of the suit, wanting to see the time, but only then did he remember that the pocket watch broke when the [Doomsday Document] was "accidentally" discovered, and there was no time to repair it.

　　 "Speaking of which, the son of the Cthulhu of New Truman, who is the heir of the Cthulhu?"

　　 "[Void Demon Eye], that is, the evil **** believed by the illegal gifters of the [Devil Eye Collection Association]. The matter over there is about to end. After Miss Bevana returns to Nolan, the church will be better off."

　　 While talking, he stretched out his fourth finger. It is hard to imagine that a simple murder case would involve so many things.

"Fourth, Mr. David's body is stored in the morgue hospital on the outskirts of Carfax Field. You should know that the Police Department is not allowed to store large numbers of corpses in the city, and only a small amount of important ones will be temporarily stored in the police station. The autopsy in the backyard, this is to prevent a disaster like the one thirty years ago from happening again... it's a long way to go.

　　 We discovered by accident that Mr. David's eyes were gouged out. "

　　 "Is it only for him?"

　　 Jenkins quickly found the point.

"No, the 23 corpses stored in that room have all lost their eyes. It is not yet confirmed whether this is the work of the mentally abnormal among ordinary people, or whether the gifted person is looking for ritual materials. This matter is related to You have nothing to do, just listen to it as a new thing."

　　Pency's team took a long breath, and then slowly exhaled: