Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "You don't have to be shy, Jenkins, young men and women are pleased. There is no serious problem."

　　 The short lady took the initiative to reach out and took Jenkins' right hand, while the other hand stroked the back of his hand twice. In the tradition of the Kingdom of Fidiktelli, this is an action that comforts children.

　　 "Yes, this is normal."

　　 He thought that this is already the fourth Tuesday of February. There are only 28 days in February. In other words, this month will end on this Thursday. It seems to be... the day after tomorrow.

　　 "Oops, when I came to the Shire on a business trip, I seemed to have forgotten Robert's request."

　　 For an instant, he thought of never returning to Nolan. The idea was so strong that Jenkins was almost convinced.

　　PS: Three shifts

Chapter 886 Chapter 869

　　 "You look troubled."

　　 Alexia pointed this out, and Jenkins did not hide his thoughts.

　　 "...Yes, I think so."

　　 He almost covered his forehead and groaned. Compared with the skeleton sword, the family banquet at the end of the month was the thing that bothered him the most.

　　 The distant West Coast Nolan has reached the early spring, and the northern country's Ruen is still in silver-clad appearance. The outdoor temperature at night is very low, and most of the roads are also covered by snow. Spring here is still far away, and the bad weather will probably last until April or even May.

　　 The four of them did not stay in the study to chat tonight, but left the palace at the right time. The heavily guarded palace complex may be a dangerous labyrinth for others, but under Julia’s guidance, Miss Stuart even led Jenkins to visit her father, King Salcy II. Study room.

　　 Jenkins must admit that the decor of that study room is really wonderful.

　　 The air here is very good, and you can see the vast starry sky when you look up.

　　 A bright moon is in the sky, and the sky is hanging in the galaxy. A horse-drawn carriage is driving a group of four people on a small road in the city, leaving only two parallel tracks, but they are soon covered by heavy snow.

　　 Tonight is not a peaceful night. After moving away from the core area of ​​the city centered on the hillside where the palace complex is located, some noisy sounds gradually came into my ears.

　　 Jenkins thought it was a group of drunks making trouble in the street, but soon he heard the gunshots from the sound.

　　 As the carriage continued to advance, the collision of cold weapons, the roar of men and the sporadic gunshots became more and more obvious, which made Jenkins wonder whether there was a rebellion in the city.

　　 "No, this is just a gang fire union."

　　 Julia explained in a low voice, seeing that Jenkins still didn’t understand, and added:

　　 "The Skol Viper Gang in Xiacheng District and the group of gangsters from the Stonemason Association are fighting for turf. Winter is about to end in two months, and they are fighting for control of the vicinity of the train station."

　　 Although the development of the steam industry is enough to allow steam trains to ride in the snow and ice of Northland, for safety, the number of trains in Northland is much reduced in winter compared to summer.

　　 "Of course, this is only a superficial reason...In fact, it is your Royal Highness who is in a decisive battle with the Eleventh Prince."

　　 "The eleventh prince...I remember, that seemed to be just a 13-year-old child."

　　 "Thirteen years old can already be regarded as an adult in our country. After all, some people have become fathers at this age."

　　 Julia explained patiently, and finally concluded:

"This is not a big deal. His Royal Highness Stuart is too young. He is not ready to compete for the crown, so he hastily joined the'war'. His Royal Highness just wanted to teach him a little lesson. Then get some information from him..."

　　 Miss Stuart tried her best not to show that proud look while Julia was explaining. But she always couldn't help but observe Jenkins's expression, the look of slanted eyes peeking, which made Jenkins want to hit the action that Jenkins refused to admit after stealing chocolate.

"Do you need my help?"

　　 "We are just spectators."

　　 Alexia reminded.

　　 The carriage drove four people through the streets and alleys. Although there were occasional chasing people running around, no one approached this luxurious carriage. Jenkins didn't know whether those people were the owners of the wagons or the huge convoys following the wagons, but it didn't matter.

　　 Although Howard Stuart is only 13 years old, unlike his sisters, he has already obtained the qualification to move out. The young prince lived in a secluded neighborhood on the edge of the commercial street, but it was not secluded at all tonight.

　　 When Jenkins jumped out of the wagon with the cat who was obviously upset, houses and trees were burning on both sides of the luxurious small manor.

　　The light of the flame shone on the ground, making the snow face red. The crackling wood burning and the dangerous flames licking around shouldn't be in the city at all.

　　 The door of the manor has been opened, and messy footprints are printed on the ground at the door. Apart from the footprints, the most conspicuous were the corpse being dragged and the ground blackened with blood. After the carriage stopped, most of the people bowed to Miss Stuart.

"How is it going?"

　　 Julia asked, the only woman at the entrance of the manor who was not busy immediately ran forward:

　　 "Our people have already entered the building, but there are some special people under the Eleven Prince. They are now trapped in the banquet hall on the second floor. Do you need to..."

　　 "No need, Your Highness has to solve it personally."

　　 Julia said, and then looked back at Miss Stuart. The three princes nodded, approved her decision, and then waved to the side. The extremely cold air jets from her cuffs, freezing the entire burning house.

　　 "Do not cause a fire."

　　 She warned that the standing people immediately showed a fanatical adoration.

　　 Jenkins thinks that this kind of emotion is very abnormal. He only occasionally perceives this kind of fanaticism among the few fanatics in the church. This should be the so-called charisma, who is good at fighting alone, and one person is a whole [Liar Order] Jenkins admires this ability.

　　Miss Stuart’s hands were shaking, and it was impossible for her to freeze an entire house in an instant. She probably resorted to some kind of strange ritual or object, which made her a little bit weak, but it didn't seem dangerous.

　　 The battle in the manor was not completely over, walking on the gravel path leading to the main building, the tragic scene made Jenkins speechless. He wanted to cover the chocolate's eyes to prevent it from seeing the **** scene, but the cat had already jumped on top of the man's head, looking sulking.

　　 In the light of fire and blood, a group of people entered the interior of the manor. The indoor scenes are even more terrifying, especially the entrance hall and the wide staircase, which are watched by the huge portraits, almost completely stained black with blood.

　　 There are pieces of meat hanging from the handles of the metal staircase ladder, and the statue of the little angel is covered with blood, which looks more like a demon. Only three of the paintings hanging on the wall survived. All the others fell on the stairs or the floor. Jenkins felt that he saw that the painting was not destroyed, but a pile of crowns being burned by the flames.

　　 The more you go up, the more you can feel that the battle is still going on. When passing by the second-floor platform, there was even a young man with a broken left hand rushing towards the crowd with a dagger, but he was immediately beaten into a sieve with a pistol by the guards around the group.

Chapter 887 Chapter 870

　　 In the corridor on the second floor of the small manor, the **** smell has made people unable to hold their noses. The cat above his head was so smoked by the smell that he had to temporarily compromise with Jenkins, hiding in his coat and refused to come out.

　　 From a distance, I saw the two doors lying horizontally in the middle of the corridor, and I could hear the roar and roar in the banquet hall as I approached.

　　 Jenkins and Alexia looked at each other, and the man reminded in a low voice:

　　 "Two gifters, level 2 and 4. The one at level 4 is weird, has many magical abilities, and may be related to cults."

　　 Level 4 gifters can already be regarded as high-level gifters. Even if a character of this level wants to take refuge in a secular power, he will never choose a 13-year-old incompetent prince.

　　 Alexia understood what Jenkins meant, and took a step forward to stand in front of Miss Stuart, but her Royal Highness refused.

　　 "Don't worry, sir, I will take care of all this."

　　 The four stood at the door, and the guards and servants around them filed in first. After waiting for half a minute, Miss Stuart took the first step and turned in from the side of the banquet hall where the door was missing.

　　 The servants lined up in two lines, bending over to salute on both sides of the blood-black carpet, and the people following the queen's face were serious. As she walked, she took off the women's coat, Julia reached out and took it, then put it on her forearm.

　　 If a suitable song is added at this time, then such an appearance is indeed impressive. But Jenkins thought that the crowd in front of the huge French window would not think so. A dozen people protected a child, and everyone was panicked and uneasy.

　　 The two men who were discovered by Jenkins to be the benefactors were in the crowd, but there was nothing special about their costumes and positions. They were obviously disguised as ordinary people.

　　 Howard Stuart is now more like a little boy hiding in a blanket afraid of thunder than a prince. He was wearing a naive pajamas, and his whole body was shaking, as if suffering from some disease.

　　Although he was holding a pistol in his right hand, Jenkins noticed that the gun with the safety latch unplugged was pointing at the middle-aged guard in front of the prince unconsciously.

　　 "Hey, really young."

　　 Jenkins exclaimed.

　　 "Who are those people over there?"

　　 He asked Alexia on the side softly, motioning her to look at the five young women in the corner pointed by a group of people. Their common characteristics are simple dressing, beautiful faces, and they are shaking at almost the same frequency.

　　 "The lovers of Howard Stuart, probably found them in his bedroom just now."

　　 "Lover? He is only 13 years old, and five at a time..."

"This is normal, as I have just said, Jenkins, the lives of most young aristocrats are a little messy...especially this kind of little boy who has nothing to do during adolescence. Think about it, Jenkins, you are adolescent. At the time, if there are a large number of beautiful girls at your fingertips..."

　　 Jenkins's face blushed at once. Whether it is Jenkins or Jenkins, there are a lot of crazy fantasies in adolescence. He turned his head overreacted like a chocolate poked by the tail, and didn't want to continue the topic at all.

　　 A transparent barrier in the shape of an eggshell separates the two groups of people. This is done by the benefactor hidden in the guard of the prince, but Jenkins does not understand the significance of this. After all, this barrier cannot exist forever.

　　 Julia bent down and picked up the wine glasses scattered on the ground and threw them towards the barrier. The ceramic wine glasses collided with the barrier, making the sound of a steam bomb exploding. The broken tiles flew at Miss Stuart's party at a very fast speed, and then Julia raised her hand to block it.

　　 Within half a year, she has grown from an ordinary person to a level 1 gifter. According to Jenkins's understanding, she puts all her energy on the ability to learn protection and assistance.

　　 "Haward, give up, you have already failed."

　　 Facing her younger brother, Dolores Stuart rarely showed a tough attitude. Jenkins had never seen her speak like this. Only then did he feel that the princess in front of him was the princess of the great country, not his own little book fan.

　　 "Sister Dolores, there is no need to persuade me, I know what is happening now!"

　　 Although the voice of the thirteen-year-old boy is very loud, everyone can hear the vibrato. He was nervous and scared, but still did not flinch.

　　 "He still has a way out."

　　 This is Jenkins's judgment, otherwise it cannot explain his abnormal behavior.

"Howard, I’m your sister, so I don’t want to see you being cut off by others. Now tell me, Howard, who has always provided you with money and manpower? Last year, helped you get Sang Luo County Who is the insurgent intelligence?"

　　 "I won't say it. Sister Dolores, you still have a chance now. The power behind me is greater than you think. You have no chance."

　　The immature young man said, sneaking at the French window behind him. His actions were so obvious that Jenkins couldn't tell whether it was a misleading action or a real reaction.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The two elder brothers were in a stalemate, and of course the others in the banquet hall did not dare to speak. So the sudden cry of chocolate is very obvious in this environment.

　　 Although everyone did not look at Jenkins because of the meow, Jenkins still felt very embarrassed.

　　 "Don't move!"

　　 He stretched out his hand and rubbed his chest, then pulled the collar slightly, and said to the inside of the neckline. In the eyes of others who don't know where there are cats, this behavior is similar to that of a lunatic.

　　 "Is this the person with special ability invited by His Highness?"

　　 So, based on this, they inferred the identity of Jenkins's benefactor.

　　 "Haward, I can promise not to kill you, as long as you give me the answer."

　　 "Sister, you have already lost."

　　 The boy said, he took a step to the side and made the middle-aged man with a civilization stick standing outside the floor-to-ceiling glass be noticed by everyone.

He flew in the air with a gracious smile. He was dressed in black all over, with a soft black silk hat on his head, and a straight formal suit. Those leather shoes seemed to reflect light in the moonlight, so he must use it. Very expensive shoe polish.

　　 "Level seven..."

　　 Jenkins murmured, the voice was controlled so that everyone present could hear it.

　　 While talking, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Miss Stuart's shoulder, pulling her behind him. Alexia also took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Jenkins.

Chapter 888 Chapter 871 The Tree House Reappears

The sound insulation effect of 　　 glass makes the middle-aged man outside the window the only person present who did not hear Jenkins talking. His body gradually touched the glass, and then as if passing through a waterfall, the whole person "passed through" the glass and came into the room.

　　'S body dropped a finger distance, contacting the leather shoes with the expensive wooden floor, making a clear sound.

　　 He looked around and looked at the people in front of him. He stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers, and flames emerged from between his fingers.

　　 "Your Highness, don't worry, I'm here to help you. Of course, don't forget your promise."

　　 It can be seen that Haward Stuart is very confused now, because the two gifters around him disguised as ordinary people, regardless of their identity, are holding him ready to escape at any time.

　　 "But isn't the gentleman in the tree house already here? Why are we running away?"

　　 Jenkins felt like he heard an amazing word.

　　 He looked at the face of the coming person:

"tree house?"

　　 "What? Have you heard of us?"

"heard about it."

　　 "Then surrender now? The Tree House welcomes any ambitious participants. We can send you to Nolan in Fedictelli, which happens to be in short supply."

　　The voice is elegant and steady, which makes people subconsciously believe the sentence just now.

　　 "Then you go to die!"