Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 He knew that there were very few things in this world that met everyone's wishes, and he knew that from the beginning, he was actually using Miss Windsor. But he will not deceive other people's feelings, nor will he know the minds of others, but deliberately pretends not to know, and uses the goodwill of the ladies towards him to achieve his own goals.

　　 This is no different from scum. Jenkins knows that he who wants to "have it all" is very close to the definition of scum, but at least he is not scumbag enough to use other people's feelings but pretend not to know.

　　 So, at this moment, he was almost equivalent to telling Miss Windsor what he thought, but he did not see any regret in those eyes:

　　 "I knew you would say that."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 "If you really tell me at this time that I can get whatever I want, then I might go to you...You really are you, the same you were when I knew you."

　　 She laughed, and looked at Jenkins's face with a look that made Jenkins a little uncomfortable.

　　 "Sorry, what do you...what do you mean?"

　　 Jenkins asked hesitantly.

"What I like is the twinkling star in the sky. Even if that star has a contract with other people, I still want to look at it. Of course I want to own it, but I don't want to look at it either. change."

　　 Jenkins probably understood the meaning of this sentence, so he despised himself even more in his heart.

　　 "I don't know if you understand me, but I like you like this, even if you have promises to other people, I like it."

　　Miss Windsor stepped forward and approached Jenkins. Jenkins subconsciously wanted to retreat, but did not retreat in the end. Miss Windsor’s words are already very straightforward. He can no longer retire, otherwise he can add the label of "coward" in addition to "close to the scum":

　　 "I'm sorry, I..."

"Jenkins, don’t apologize. As a king, you are always right. Even if you do wrong, you are still right, because you are the king and you are my...king. So don’t tell anyone Apologize, let alone apologize to me."

　　 She took a step closer to Jenkins again, because she was shorter than Jenkins, so when the distance was very close, she had to raise her head to keep the eyes of Jenkins.

　　 "Meow~"

　　Chocolate saw a human woman approaching and made a threatening sound at her, but Miss Windsor and Jenkins didn't care.

"You have the right to guarantee that you will not break your promise, but I also have the right to keep looking at my stars. Jenkins, you don't need to feel embarrassed about this. I am not that kind of mean woman. But I am also not a person who will give up easily. People, do you understand?"

　　 She almost sticks to Jenkins.

　　PS: Again, if you have any questions about the ending of Miss Windsor, you can ask me for spoilers.

　　 Is the emotional drama written by the author really that bad (cover his face)?

Chapter 1865 Chapter 1836 The priest is dead

　　Miss Windsor was so close to Jenkins that Jenkins smelled the fragrance of him. He wasn't sure if it was the so-called "body xiang" or the smell of perfume, but in order not to irritate the nose, he could only hold his breath:

"Miss Windsor, of course you have the right to do whatever you like, but I don’t recommend it...it’s summer, it’s very hot, can you go back a little? Backed up."

　　Miss Windsor shook her head, then stood on tiptoe to kiss Jenkins. But Jenkins can dodge bullets even though he hasn't tried it, and has a wealth of experience in being kissed, it is impossible to avoid this.

　　 He leaned back cleverly, feeling slightly complacent about his quick reaction. Thinking of talking to Hathaway and Britney about this tonight, to show that he is an honest and reliable person.

　　 But what he didn't expect was that while Miss Windsor pointed forward, she stretched out her hand from behind him and pressed the back of his head, and the two of them made contact with just one effort.

　　 It seems that this matter cannot be said.

　　 almost instantly, Jenkins took a step back like a frightened mouse, then held the angry cat on his shoulders under his face to prevent Miss Windsor from rushing up again:

　　 "Madam, pay attention, this is a public place."

　　 The place where the two talked was the corridor on the second floor of the City Hall. Because it was the noon break time, few people would show up here.

　　 "Even if it is not a public place, it is wrong for you to do this."

　　 Jenkins then blocked what Miss Windsor wanted to say.

　　 "Why wrong? You are not even engaged."

　　 This is the point. Jenkins did not go through a formal engagement process, just verbally agreed with the girls to get married.

　　 "And you blush."

　　 Miss Windsor said so, Jenkins touched his profile:

　　 "Actually, I would blush when I kiss any pretty girl. This is not unusual."

　　 "Even kissing Hathaway Hesha?"

　　 Jenkins recalled:

"Yes it is."

　　 Miss Windsor showed a very obvious mocking expression, and made no secret of it:

　　 "They all live in your house. They must have been to chuang with you. Even so, you will blush? Jenkins, you are more interesting than I thought."

　　 "Oh, ma'am, please pay attention to some civilized language."

After 　　, Windsor did not have the opportunity to speak to Jenkins anymore, but instead pointed his chest with his right index finger to make him rest assured that no third person or second cat would know about this matter:

　　 "You take this kiss as a reward for me. After all, I have done so many things for you. Don't worry, I am not a despicable woman and will not actively destroy your feelings."

　　 Her lonely expression when she said these words immediately made Jenkins fall into deeper guilt.

　　 With this guilt, Jenkins went back to the church again to meet Bishop Parrod. The bishop was taken aback by the expression on Jenkins's face. After several inquiries, he found out from Jenkins that it was only the relationship between young men and women.

　　 Although this kind of problem is nothing compared to the task of saving the world that Jenkins is shouldering, the bishop, as an elder, still gave his own advice:

　　 "It is difficult for unrelated people like us to give advice on this kind of thing."

　　 "So this is your suggestion?"

　　 Jenkins asked while peeling the orange while sitting on the chair in front of the desk. The pungent smell of orange stimulated the little chocolate-sensitive nose, but it still didn't move away from Jenkins, but stared at the fruit in his hand.

　　 "Yes, this is my suggestion."

　　 The old bishop behind the desk is under the light of a floor-to-ceiling gas lamp, his arms are placed on the table, his fingers are naturally crossed together:

"This is your own business, and you should solve it yourself. Even Robert and Mary are not qualified to advise you. After all, by your own efforts, it took less than a year to let the four of you The young girl agreed to marry you, and the relationship between them is still very good. Tsk, think about you last fall, and look at you now..."

　　 the bishop exclaimed, and then concluded:

　　 "I can't think of anyone who is better at solving such problems than you, so I believe you are capable of handling this matter."

　　 The bishop was making fun of Jenkins. Although there was no specific suggestion, it made Jenkins feel better. He did not come to see Bishop Parrod simply for counseling on relationship issues, otherwise it would be more convenient to go to Mr. Hood’s "Carmel Counseling Office".

　　 "I plan to force Queen Isabella to abdicate next weekend."

　　 "Is it so fast?"

　　 The bishop did not show surprise like Miss Windsor did. The old man nodded calmly:

"That’s fine, it’s always going to be a problem if you keep on dragging it on. And based on our observations, Queen Isabella doesn’t seem to reject you as she imagined...Next weekend, there are still ten days away. Time. Are you ready? Although the church can help you, it is impossible to announce support for you in public, so you can only use power privately... private power, I think it is enough."

　　 The thumb of the left hand rubs the ring surface of the index finger of the right hand.

"I understand this. We are quite prepared. Probably. I plan to spread the news one day next week, announcing that I will give a speech on financial reform on Saturday or Sunday and expose a big scam here. At the same time, before the start of the action next week, two or three public lectures will be held to attract the audience. I think this way, the weekend lectures will attract more people. In the last speech, I asked Queen Isabella to abdicate. At the time, as long as two-thirds of the people on the scene supported me, it was basically okay. After all, the nobles of the country should fight for everything. The navy fully supported me. Although the army’s situation is not ideal, it is not nothing. As long as I can determine my successor status in that public occasion, Miss Windsor and the Marquis of Mihail will handle the follow-up, and the church can also be of great help."

"It sounds pretty good, but I have to deal with the details. I will talk to the girl surnamed Windsor when I find time. I can also meet the Marquis of Mikhail recently. Action... The other eleven churches will certainly have a grudge against the Son of the Sage’s Church becoming kings, especially the king of Fidiktelli, but as long as you don’t use extraordinary means, it’s just politics. After fighting, they won the crown. They probably wouldn't say anything. After all, the times have changed..."

　　 The bishop murmured to himself that although he is not a political figure, he has been in charge of the Diocese of Nolan for so many years. The bishop’s life experience and political level definitely far exceed those of young foreign visitors:

　　 "But what scam are you trying to expose? Did you see through something again?"

　　 The bishop inquired curiously again.

　　 "It's not important, it's just an attractive reason. I can make up a temporary one these days and let people act in a show. It's not troublesome."

　　 He said vaguely, it was the biggest loophole for the plan. Of course, the bishop does not know what Jenkins in front of him has done and what plans he has, so he praises the young man he likes for his ability. He doesn't know how many goals the other party has for this matter, and he is ready to use it to achieve Several goals.

　　 Now that the wrench is obtained, the crime coin is also obtained, and all the preparations for going underground again have been completed. Jenkins' original intention was not to delay, and to go tonight, and even had an appointment with Alexia for tonight.

　　 But when the evening was approaching, when he was cooking with Julia at home, the church suddenly sent someone to ask Jenkins to hurry to go to the church, so the plan for the night could only be postponed to tomorrow.

　　 "Speaking of which, why do you cook with your maid?"

　　Of course the person who came to Jenkins's house to call him was the old man.

　　 "I saw Julia cooking by herself in the kitchen, and I had nothing to do, so I went to help her."

　　 Jenkins answered honestly, and then looked at him for a long time while being scrutinized by his father.

　　 Of course, calling Jenkins to the church happened again, which is normal. This time it was not about the believers of lies, nor was it about the Gear Craftsmen's Association or the tree house that probed from the ground. Nolan has a new trick, and it's a trick specifically aimed at the clergy:

　　A-11-1-8821 [The priest is dead].

A-11-1-8821 [The priest is dead], this kind of trick will only appear in human gathering places with churches and more than 20 ordinary clergy. After the trick appears, the range of activities is limited to the "parish". In other words, humans will never go to another parish before the event is over or is forcibly terminated in a region artificially divided by humans.

　　 The characteristic of the trick is that at the beginning of the event, it randomly replaces an ordinary priest in the local parish, who has the appearance, voice, and all memories of the other party. Later, the priest would tend to move within the diocese to spread the faith to the people. But the faith spread is no longer the **** the original priest believed in, but a **** called "unreadable".

　　 Even if it is Jenkins's authority, he can't know what the blacked-out place is, but my father hinted that this is related to [The Dream of the Ancient Gods]. Let Jenkins not pay too much attention, that is not the point.

　　 The replaced priest will use a very efficient way to allow ordinary people to follow the gods he believes in. Past data show that this is a method similar to spiritual seal and soul replacement, which essentially alters human thoughts. When the number of ordinary people successfully preached by him exceeds 2, the priest will try to contact other ordinary priests in the parish to make them an individual with the same characteristics.

Chapter 1866 Chapter 1837: Tobacco Reappearance

　　 The second priest who became a treacherous thing also has the means to copy the characteristics to other ordinary priests after preaching two people. And all these priests who spread "unread" beliefs will copy their characteristics after the number of preachers reaches 2, 4, 8, 16, 32, 64, so that their members will continue to expand.

　　 People who choose to follow the "unreadable" gods have no other dangerous abilities, and will not do anything other than changing their beliefs. But when the number of normal ordinary priests in the entire diocese is less than two-fifths of the number at the beginning of the [Priest is dead] incident, all the specific priests in the entire diocese and those who have been tampered with their faith will meet Gathering together spontaneously, launching a ritual to make the diocese out of the scope of the material world and enter a terrifying space that no one knows.

　　 Judging from the meager information that the church has learned, the priest calls the space where he will eventually go as the "dark field." But the church believes that this is not the name of a space outside the material world, but it means that the disappeared parish has become an appetite for the evil things in the void. The dark field probably means the terrible mouth of the behemoth entrenched in the void.

　　 Although this is just speculation, it is recognized by most people.

　　 The way to prevent the [Priest is dead] event from evolving to the final abomination is very simple, as long as you kill all the priests who have been usurped, the event will naturally end. Although after this, ordinary people who have changed their beliefs will fall into a short-term mental disorder, manic and other negative mental states, but at least this can be cured naturally over time.

　　 Those priests have the strength of human level 7 gifts, and they will show strong mental pollution and mental control methods to hostile individuals. This requires at least a demigod gifter to lead the team to be able to subdue them. Fortunately, the current Nolan City is the most demigod city in this time period of the material world.

　　 Because it is impossible to put all the power into this matter, Jenkins, who had nothing to do at home all night, was called by the church to help. The church believes that although Jenkins is not a demigod, he has stronger mental resistance than most demigods, so it also asked him to bring a team of scribes into the city to search for the priests.

　　 The team that acted with him was Captain Pennsey's team. This team was the elite of the Church of the Sage in Nolan Diocese. Acting with Jenkins also meant to help protect him.

　　 Of course, a group of people are not walking around the city to try their luck. After a simple discussion, the Church of the Twelve Orthodox Gods divided the diocese into areas in the form of squares in accordance with the previous methods of dealing with similar types of crooks. Each team only needs to be responsible for one area, and there will be a large number of mobile teams patrolling across regions to assist in cross-regional pursuits.

The area that Jenkins and others were assigned to was the wharf area in the west of the city. Although on the map, there were no houses in that small square at all, the church was still worried about the gatekeepers guarding the wharf and warehouse, or the sailors mooring on the boats at the wharf. There will be a "priest", so Jenkins will appear at the dock at nine o'clock in the evening.

　　 "Although my home is not far from the pier, I rarely come to the pier at this point in time. The night breeze at the pier is really... choking."

　　 The pier is also shrouded in mist, but because it is close to the beach and the wind is a bit strong tonight, the air is much better than in the city, but the smell is still strong.

The group compared the map and came to the area they were responsible for. Jenkins and Captain Bincy discussed and decided to send two people to patrol the dock near the sea. The two of them took the remaining people and quickly checked the eastern warehouse of the area. Once again, finally visit those ships.

　　 During this period, Jenkins also used his own eyes to observe the nearby area, but he did not find the aura of the creepy creature. He thinks that this night will have a shocking past, and even wondered whether the church would let him go to other areas to deal with "priests". But the discovery of the dock warehouse directly disrupted all plans.

　　 "You said you don't know why these things are here?"

　　 Captain Bincy, wearing a patrol officer uniform, pointed a pistol at the thin janitor. Jenkins crouched on the wall outside the warehouse and used a dagger to pry open the wooden box that had been dug out. The other scribes carefully took out the delicate wooden boxes that were only placed in the straw.

　　 Jenkins took one of them and pushed open the sliding cover. Inside, there was golden tobacco wrapped in straw paper. Bring the tobacco in front of your eyes to confirm the existence of very weak aura:

　　 "It's indeed that kind of tobacco."

　　 He whispered.

　　 This may be considered as trying to hunt wild wolves, but it hit the tiger in one fell swoop.

　　 This way, the problem is very serious. The Scent Appreciation Committee has been eliminated, and people affected by tobacco still have no way to heal the affected parts of their souls. The church thought that with the passage of time and the death of this generation, this matter would calm down, but it did not expect that these special tobaccos would still be in circulation.

　　 Captain Bincy understood what Jenkins meant and looked at the gatekeeper with a more vicious look. Under the huge gas lamp above the warehouse gate, the head of the poor old and weak janitor shook like a rattle:

　　 "I'm a gatekeeper, how would I know why these things are here?"

　　 He has a heavy accent and speaks very fast. If it weren't for the fact that these people in front of him are natives of Nolan, he would definitely not understand what the gatekeeper was saying.

　　 Jenkins looked at him, and Mr. Locke in the team found a letter in the box. After Jenkins opened it, he glanced at it:

　　 "This letter says that when the box is handed over, the person who receives the box shall, in accordance with the agreement, transfer the last three-fifths of the payment to the gatekeeper."

　　 "I am a gatekeeper, how would I know why there is a letter here?"

　　 The janitor continued to shake his head.

　　 "Then what is the metal piece in your pocket?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

　　 "I'm a gatekeeper, where would I know the pocket... How do you know there is a spell in my pocket?"

　　 Captain Bincy pulled the trigger very decisively, but after the bullet hit the janitor's head, it seemed to have hit a soft candy with excellent elasticity, and the rebounding bullet almost accidentally injured the people guarding the box on the other side.