Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins thought in horror.

　　 "Don't be silly, Jenkins!"

　　 He immediately realized that it was a natural exclamation, so he coughed to cover his embarrassment. As for why the flame retracted from the eye area, it was because I tried to open my eyes in the meat cocoon just now, trying to see where it was, but the eyeball was stained by some dirty things. This was to "wash my eyes."

"How is this going?"

　　 Jenkins looked around while talking. This is not the outdoor area he imagined. In the dark, one can vaguely see the wall and the rows of shelves next to the wall. This is a completely enclosed house without even doors or windows.

　　 Xu realized the "power" of the stranger in front of him, and Miss Bianshi's answer to the question was in a tone of awe:

　　 "I was hiding here just now, and then you and the meat fell off"

　　 called out two silver starlight balls, and saw a hole in the ceiling covered by pink flesh. A vague mass of flesh and blood stuck in front of the hole, and Mr. Constantine's face looked straight at the two of them.

　　 "Cocococococo~"

　　 As soon as the eyes of the two met, he made a strange and short laugh again.

　　 "Are you not afraid of its mental attack now?"

　　Jenkins noticed this.

　　 "This should be the treasure room of this castle. I don't know how I got in, but the things here are obviously useful."

　　 She pointed to the side, and Jenkins blinked, and the whole shelf was full of antiques, and at least 5 of them had a strong aura.

　　 Miss Anshi took two steps forward and pointed to the carefully framed painting that fell on the ground. This is an oil painting with extremely strong color contrast. The surrounding area is a cold forest painted in black and dark blue. A few strokes highlight the weird and gloomy atmosphere. In the center, there are a few men gathered around the bonfire, outlined in red.

"B-07-4-7711, "Gathering in the Forest". This is the special item used by Mr. Constantine to convene a gem gathering. Its original feature is that no more than 20 gifters put their hands on the painting , And then infused with spirits, their souls will be drawn into the forest depicted in the painting. Even if these people don’t know them at all, they must have a party before they can be released. Only God will know what Mr. Constantine is. What kind of ritual is matched to make it have the current function... But Mr. Constantine is dead, I am afraid that no one will know this answer forever."

　　Miss Alchemist's young voice turned to Jenkins with a regretful tone, with a hooded head:

　　 "Dear Sir, isn't it your goal?"

"Ok?"

　　 Jenkins was taken aback, then he remembered his excuse just now. He nodded, stepped forward and grabbed the metal frame in his hand. But Miss Anshi is still staring at him, seeming to want to know how this high-level gifter will deal with this painting.

　　 "You know a lot of things."

　　 "I just happened to read some information."

　　 She is still looking at Jenkins, maybe the face under the hood has a curious expression, maybe she has frowned her eyebrows.

　　 "Well, that's all there is to it."

　　 One lie often leads to more lies, and this is the price of lying. In order to maintain the dignity of "Mr. Zircon" and the authenticity of his identity, Jenkins closed his eyes, meditated on the image of a female protagonist, and then whispered:

　　 "Rakul, I pray for your help."

　　 With the brilliance of silver and blue appearing from the air, the frame in Jenkins's hand did not move, but the drawing paper scattered into light spots and disappeared in this space.

　　 "I put it in your pocket in front of your body, I only have the road sign there."

　　 A soft whisper sounded from his ear, Jenkins nodded, and whispered thanks to the Star Spirit in his heart.

　　The situation facing him now is that he doesn't have to worry about his safety, because he can go back soon. But Miss Majestic is still trapped here, because of the lie just now, she has seen some of Jenkins' secrets, such as the ability to summon light balls.

　　 She will be saved once the Church of Righteous God arrives, but she will also be asked to tell her what she has seen here. Although the leaked secrets are not important things, safety is the first priority. If you can find a way, you should send Miss Bianshi away before the arrival of the Orthodox Church.

Chapter 248 Chapter 244 Gives Knowledge

　　 Jenkins raised his head and realized the disgusting mass of meat blocking the ceiling exit by looking over the hood into the darkness.

　　 Now if you use [Twin Devil], you can easily blow up the block. But it is still not easy to escape, because A-12-02-4219 will definitely block it again because of its extremely strong value-added ability.

　　 "Will you help me?"

　　 While Jenkins was thinking of a way, the woman asked in a low voice. Seeing that he was silent, he added: "I can pay some price."

　　 Jenkins was silent, actually looking at the light spot in front of him. In the end, his eyes stayed on the golden light spot of [Knowledge Endowment].

　　 The volume of this mass of meat is quite large, and at a glance, it is known that the regeneration ability is extraordinary. Whether it is completely blown up or burned, it is somewhat difficult. But its wisdom is obviously newborn. If, as Miss Miller said at the time, some strange and heavy knowledge were given to it, it might be able to temporarily paralyze him.

　　 Miss Bianshi stood aside, seemingly wanting to say something, pretending to be great but maybe really great Jenkins waved her hand and interrupted her.

　　 "Which thing are you relying on now to get rid of its mental attack for the time being?"

　　 he asked.

　　Miss Alexandrite points to a silver cross pendant on the shelf, and Jenkins holds it in his hand:

　　 "Follow me for a while, you know?"

　　 "I know."

　　 The woman stood behind him very well-behaved.

Jenkins also thought about moving everything here, but on the one hand, except for the painting, most of the things here can’t be hidden close to the body, and they will be exposed when they move to the office; on the other hand, so many sensitive things are not They may be used by themselves, and their appearance in Nolan together is equivalent to saying that Jenkins has a problem.

　　 "I already have a lot of savings, and I shouldn't be greedy for these'little money' anymore."

　　 Enduring heartache thinking like this, Jenkins activated [Knowledge Endowment] in the dimness.

　　 Two entangled silver light bands appeared around Jenkins like a rushing river. Picture after picture flashed in the light band, one belonged to Jenkins and one belonged to Jenkins. The intersection is the knowledge gained after coming to this world.

　　 He hesitated, stretched out a finger, flicked it lightly, and pointed to the face on the ceiling. A piece of light with irregular edges flew out of the galaxy-like light stream and directly entered the fleshy mass.

　　 For the sake of safety, the knowledge given to it comes from the whispers at the end of the month, meaningless noise. But even so, these tones are enough to drive people crazy.

　　 "Cocococococo~"

　　 The weird laughter continued, but the voice became smaller and smaller. Those terrifying eyes slowly turned upwards, exposing their whites, and then they closed.

　　 The meat ball on the ceiling kept surging and fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and turned into a dirty blood red. This is the original color of this creepy thing.

　　 From under Miss Alexandrite's hood, there was a drooling voice.

"You are hungry?"

　　 he asked.

　　 "No. You, no, it's you, when do you plan to leave?"

　　 A-12-02-4219 really couldn't bear the knowledge, but he didn't completely die. This also made it easy for Jenkins to explain to the church after he went back:

　　 The process of fusing Constantine was not smooth, so I was stupid.

　　 The two got out of the hole in the ceiling with difficulty, stepped on the twitching carpet to the corridor of the basement, and then returned to the ground with difficulty.

　　Miss Alchemy stopped and looked at her illusory body:

　　 "It seems that this is the edge, thank you for your help, Mr. Zircon."

　　 She lowered her head, drew a holy emblem that Jenkins didn't recognize on her chest, and then softly thanked her. This is the holy symbol of false gods, because Jenkins knows the holy symbols of the twelve righteous gods.

　　 "Goodbye, Miss Bianshi, don't go to such dangerous gatherings at will in the future."

　　 She laughed reluctantly:

"Sir, I can’t imagine your strength, but if a low-level gifter like us doesn’t take the initiative to look for opportunities, he may not reach a higher level in his lifetime. Even an 8-level gifter like Mr. Constantine, When life is approaching, we must take risks and try to continue our lives in this way, not to mention us..."

　　 Her voice can no longer be passed through. With a wave of her hand, the woman turned around, and her body was completely scattered into yellow light spots, dissipating in this space.

　　 Hampawo Kingdom, Ruen.

　　 The fireplace was crackling, burning expensive wood. The faint incense is in the air, and its source is an alloy furnace with the image of a phoenix beside the table.

　　 In the magnificent lounge, Dolores Elizabeth Stuart woke up from the soft red sofa, her eyelashes trembling twice, revealing her blue eyes.

　　 She looked around blankly and bent her fingers to confirm her current state. Exhaled, picked up the glass on the round table next to the sofa, and drank the expensive clear amber liquid inside. The alcohol finally calmed the mood.

　　 sat back to the original position, the long skirt dragged to the ground, revealing the red high heels studded with gemstones. The girl touched her ear subconsciously, and the small diamond earrings were still there. This was a relic left by her deceased grandmother, Queen Elizabeth III.

　　 turned his head, beside the floor-to-ceiling window, the elegant brass-colored gas lamp was already on, and the fire was bright, so that the snow near the window also reflected a little bit of light.

　　 "I'm back safely."

　　 Dolores sighed, thinking about what happened just now. Recalling the mysterious and powerful Mr. Zircon, he was a little bit stunned.

　　 She shook her head, getting rid of the inexplicable sad mood. As the three princesses of the royal family of Hampawo Kingdom, they should always be elegant, noble and calm.

　　 She stood up, clenched her right hand to her mouth, and made an exaggerated cough. Within a few seconds, the young maid knocked on the door in a panic, and walked in after getting permission.

　　 "His Royal Highness, why did you use it for so long this time? I am very worried, almost... Your Highness, are you okay..."

　　 She closed the door first, then ran up to Dolores and said in a crying voice.

　　 She is wearing a white apron decorated with ruffles and a white-collar plain long dress, and a maid’s turban on her head. The apron is adorned with a circle of ruffles, the apron is tied with a tie at the back, hanging down into a bow, and under the feet is a pair of small black leather shoes.

　　 "Don't worry, it's okay. No one noticed here just now, right?"

　　Dolores comforted her maid in a low voice, and then asked carefully.

Section 249 Chapter 245 Princess? !

"No, I have been standing outside the door. No one came here except for the lady who asked me to urge you to hurry up. The prom will start in half an hour, and I will pack your skirt for you. Yes, that's it, please don't move. You can go directly to the dance party soon."

　　 The maid squatted down carrying her skirt and touched Dolores' waist with her hands.

　　 "That's good, I must never let others know that I am a gifter. They can't think of it, the prince actually..."

　　 Her voice was getting lower and lower, and she remembered the powerful Mr. Zircon just now.

　　 "But it's a pity, I think there will be no gem gatherings anymore. Julia, over there in Xicheng District, you have to try to get in touch with it, and the silver key thing."

　　 "Yes, Your Highness."

　　 "When there is no one, you can call me... forget it."

　　 Dolores had an irritable expression on her face, but she was quickly tossed aside. Opened her arms and asked Julia to help organize her dresses, Dolores remembered the few interesting things in her life, and not only smiled on her face:

　　 "Did Mr. Jenkins Williams' reply come?"

　　 "Not yet. We check the mailbox of Morris House every day. Your Highness, maybe Mr. Williams is busy now, and the reply will be sent later."

　　 The maid Julia bent over, and while helping the girl to tie her waist back, she made a reasonable guess:

　　 "You also said that a mathematician who lives in seclusion like Mr. Williams has a hard life."

　　 "Yes, you are absolutely right!"

Dolores’ voice increased, and the smile on her face became stronger: “I think someone like Mr. Williams must be living alone in a crowded slum, getting up early every morning, wearing a washing machine. Bai's clothes broke into the early morning fog to do low and decent work. Only in the evening, rickety back to the low and narrow house, carefully lit the candles, can he do mathematics research! He must be like this Hermit! Such a noble person~"

　　 Her Royal Highness pressed her left hand on the center of her chest, and handed her right hand forward, as she had learned from Miss Qiao Qier the other day, and sang the last sentence in a loud voice like an opera.

　　 Julia carefully pinned the jewel pendant on her waist in the correct position, pursed her lips, and did not refute her.

　　 When the two were bored, they repeatedly wondered who the "Mr. Williams" was. In fact, based on the knowledge and books he used, the internal documents of the church knew that this gentleman's life should be no problem.

　　 But the princess, who has been yearning for hermits, living alone, and living freely since the age of 12, insisted that poor Mr. Williams might not even be able to pay for the steam meter in winter.

　　 Poor Mr. Williams pressed the steak with his fork, and cut a small piece with the knife. The oil stains leached from the meat, leaving a stain on the white silver plate. When he looked up, he saw the dead fish floating on the thick soup again. This was Mary's craft. He took a very concealed look with disgust, then turned to look at the chocolate licking milk on the side.

　　 Chocolate glanced at the dead fish with disgust, then turned an angle, and continued to drink milk.

　　 Just a moment ago, I sent away Miss Alexandrite, Jenkins came to the forest outside the castle, quietly waiting for his return.

　　 No more accidents happened. After releasing the soul emblem to confirm his identity, he talked to the Orthodox Church battle team that came first to talk about the situation inside.

　　 The knights of the [Sun and Justice] church came first. Seeing them, Jenkins thought of the divinity that was corrupted by him.

　　 After returning to Nolan’s office, the three gentlemen in the office showed a very happy look and prayed to the wise. The next thing will be handled by the Chessland Kingdom, and then reported to the Holy See, so that Jenkins's mission can be settled.

　　 As for Jenkins, he originally needed to submit a report immediately, but today is the reading festival, and more importantly-he is the son of God, no one dares to ask him how.

　　 So, after simply "reporting the truth" to the three gentlemen, Jenkins hugged his cat and left. He was very satisfied with what he had done just now. He took the risk to complete the mission of the church, rescued a possibly innocent girl, and maimed a dangerous trick. Although a painting was corrupted for various reasons, it is acceptable...

　　 He thought of this, and glanced at the donation box on the corner. After hesitating, he carefully removed the cloth pocket sewn on the underwear, took out a few banknotes, gritted his teeth, added a few more, and put a total of 300 pounds into it.

　　 B-07-4-7711, the value of "Gathering in the Forest" is of course more than 300 pounds, but this thing is not anyone’s spoils, and Jenkins himself has also worked hard, which is very good.

　　 After the thoughts were mastered again, Jenkins held up his chest and raised his head to catch up with the last sermon before the evening. The bishop was already very busy today. Jenkins did not go to talk to him anymore, instead entrusting Captain Bincy to give him a gift, and then left the church.

　　 originally planned to go back to Williamt’s house directly, but seeing that it was still early after getting in the carriage, he changed his mind and asked the coachman to go to the old antique shop on Fifth Queen’s Avenue first.

　　 The carriage was walking slowly in the thin mist. When turning around, Jenkins saw several young people holding small red boxes and talking with pedestrians at the intersection. Some pedestrians just waved their hands in a hurry, and then walked away quickly, while others stopped by their side and listened carefully.

"What are they doing?"