Chapter 524

Because of the danger of the shadow world, even those who have shadow abilities would never dare to stay there for too long. Jenkins judged that his opponent would not appear forever, so after hanging one arm on the beam in the sky, he looked down without blinking, trying to find some clues in the thin aura of the white mist.

The fog that was blown away quickly gathered together again. Because the amount of fog itself was not much, although it was rolling like waves, it could not touch even the soles of Jenkins' shoes.

The unyielding fog deformed again. Not long after, some sharp arrows made of thick clouds and fog shot from Jenkins' feet, but these things could not even break through the fire wall that Jenkins exhaled casually.

After a long time of attack, the two were in a stalemate. I don't know whose luck it was, the fog finally noticed the cat squatting and yawning outside the warehouse.

Just as Jenkins looked around to find the real body of his opponent, the fog dispersed outward little by little.

"Meow~"

The cat's frightened cry attracted Jenkins' attention. He looked up and saw Chocolate squatting on a large protruding rock, holding his tail and looking scared. The fog around the rock had accumulated unknowingly and was about to spread over and catch it.

"Bullying a cat, what kind of a benefactor is it!"

Jenkins, who was shocked and angry, roared, clenched his hand hard, and broke the beam in his hand, giving up his current advantageous position and jumping down from the sky.

He fell into the fog. It was not known whether the impact when landing was too great or he forgot to suppress his breath in fear. The fog within three feet around him seemed to be pushed away by a huge force, and ripples kept echoing.

"You damn guy!"

Jenkins couldn't find the target and was worried that his cat would be held hostage. After landing, he didn't care much. He waved his hand and a flame was sprinkled in all directions. He stomped his feet and the whole ground was covered with white frost.

He punched the air aimlessly, and with just his own strength, he made a sonic boom. But even with such random punches that dispersed the fog nearby, he could not find the enemy, and in panic he ran directly towards the direction of Chocolate "surrounded" by the white fog.

The fog turned into countless threads that pulled Jenkins' body, but before it touched his clothes, it was like infinite light and heat evaporated. Dark golden light emanated from Jenkins' body, which was difficult to see with the naked eye at noon in spring, but sensitive gifters would definitely feel the oppressive fear as long as they were nearby.

Chapter 1274 Chapter 1253 Tobacco and Fog (10/10)

It's a pity that the gifter closest to Jenkins is now in the shadow world, so no one can experience the horror of the atmosphere at this moment.

Cat's Eye, squatting on the stone and pretending to be serious, saw Jenkins coming over, and knew that the play was almost over, and it might be exposed if it didn't end.

So while Jenkins was yelling and not paying attention, he kicked his hind paw backwards, and the invisible force controlled the power of the shadow to penetrate into the shadow world. From Jenkins' point of view, before he ran two steps, his opponent was like being kicked by something and jumped out of the shadow world, and the place where he returned to the material world happened to be in front of him.

"I want you to die~"

The furious Jenkins stopped running, subconsciously retreated his right leg and crouched slightly. When he was accumulating power, he even stepped on the ground to leave a footprint, and the power of ice and fire intertwined and gathered on his right leg. They were obviously opposite forces, but at this moment they were unusually harmonious, just like life and death when he defeated [Evil Plague].

"Ha!"

The upper body turned right, and the right foot kicked the ground to combine the power of the ground with the power of the upper body twisting, and kicked out with a dazzling red and blue light. The man who had just been blasted out of the shadow world by the huge force had not figured out what was happening, and watched a beautiful roundhouse kick approaching his head.

He subconsciously reached out to block, but at the same time as the accurate and fierce kick came into contact, the power of ice and fire exploded from the contact point at the same time.

There was a rumbling sound in his ears, and then he realized that it was the explosion of his arm. The leg continued to press towards his head with great force, and the skin, bones, and even nerves and fluids that it touched all exploded because of the resistance of the power of ice and fire.

When Jenkins retracted his foot and turned to stand up, the man standing in front of him was no longer half of his body, as if Jenkins had not thrown out his leg just now, but an eraser that could erase reality.

"Oh, Chocolate!"

Seeing that the fog gradually dissipated with the death of the man, Jenkins hurried to Chocolate. The cat pounced on the man's arms and rubbed against him to express his fear and worry.

He was relieved, and when he came to his senses, he checked the man's body and found that he had nothing valuable on him, not even anything to prove his identity.

Helplessly, he could only pick up the big box of tobacco and leave here, and before leaving, he did not forget to destroy all traces nearby.

As for the man's body, he originally planned to burn it, but considering that Nolan had few followers of the [Hovering Mist], he dug a pit and buried it.

Afterwards, he did not return to Loen immediately, but went to the underground black market first, contacted the female hunter through the middleman Joker, spent 3 shillings, and entrusted her to sell half a box of tobacco and matters related to the [Scent Appreciation Committee] to the black market brokers.

"In short, you must find someone you can trust, and you can't expose anything related to me."

In order to make her move easier, Jenkins had taken the initiative to explain that she was a believer in the God of Lies who had approached her many times, so the huntress easily accepted this very generous commission.

Although Jenkins' commission fee is very small, selling this kind of information to the church can get a lot of money.

Before leaving, the huntress jokingly asked Jenkins:

"Do you know what happened in the Far North? I heard that it was also done by your companions. If you have any information you want to sell to me, I can offer you a very generous gold pound."

"I don't remember you being interested in anything other than Nolan."

Jenkins quipped that he had no intention of using his information to make money for himself.

"There are always exceptions."

The woman saw that Jenkins was not interested and gave a perfunctory answer.

Jenkins guessed that she was collecting this information not for other clients, but for the [Church of War and Victory] to which she belonged. The only ones who know the truth about the Far North now are probably the believers of the God of Lies, and the clearest position among those believers is Nolan.

Things in the far north seemed like a trivial matter to Jenkins. The most noteworthy thing about that journey was the information revealed by the ice sculpture priest. But in the eyes of mortals, it is a sign that the new God of Lies is expanding his sphere of influence. Since that god is both good and evil, any move he makes is worthy of attention.

Moreover, in the six months since the purple star symbolizing the end of the era rose into the sky, this god has visited the material world more than once. This frequency is a bit too scary.

It was half past twelve noon when we returned to Loen. Although it was a little late, it was just in time for lunch. Dolores and Alexia both came back from the city. According to them, the ice covering the city has still not melted, so even during the day, the temperature in the city of Loen is much lower than outside.

But fortunately, the citizens living in Loen have long been accustomed to the severe cold, and now they just treat it as winter and leave later.

Jenkins also briefly explained his actions in the morning, and Alexia was not surprised at all that he encountered something again.

Seeing that Jenkins had brought back half a box of tobacco, he checked it after the meal. But Alexia, who has always been omnipotent, said for the first time that she was powerless. She was not deeply involved in potions and alchemy, and was not even as good as Jenkins, who had received a week of professional training from Old Jack.

"In fact, as far as I know, there are not many gifters who know magic potions and alchemy in the entire material world, and most of them are strictly protected by the church. After all, in addition to long-term training, this skill also requires outstanding talent. Count on the system It is impossible for sexual training to produce batches of talents in an assembly line.”

Alexia sighed and put the box back on the dining table. Dolores also echoed:

"I have planned to recruit some talents who know alchemy or potions a long time ago, but I have not found any yet. In fact, there is probably no such person in the Loen area, at least I have never heard of it."

Perhaps it was his acquaintance with Old Jack very early that gave Jenkins the illusion that potions and alchemy techniques were not uncommon. But now that I think about it carefully, it seems that since I came to this world, I have never heard of anyone who can carry magic potions or special alchemy products with them.

"So besides waiting for Nolan's church to take countermeasures, is there nothing we can do about these tobaccos?"

Jenkins asked with some annoyance. He didn't want to be nosy, but wanted to see if the sect behind this matter was related to Nolan's fog.

"Of course there are things that can be done. We have so many tobaccos. Even if we can't analyze the technology, we can at least do some experiments to test what is special about them."

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Chapter 1275 Chapter 1254 Turning Point

"You mean..."

Hearing that tobacco was to be used for experiments, Jenkins looked at Alexia in surprise, who continued: "In a city like Loen, there are many death row prisoners waiting to be executed. I want Dolores to get some." It should be okay. You shouldn’t feel guilty about experimenting on those scum, right?”

Her Royal Highness the Princess said that Julia agreed on her behalf to find the death row prisoner.

"No, I'm just worried that something will go wrong. My instinct tells me that it's best not to use this kind of thing randomly..."

He thought about it but still did not agree to start human trials. He thought that he should be more cautious and investigate all the side effects of tobacco before making any plans:

"Dolores, do you have anyone in the cities on the east coast? I want to investigate those people. I remember that the false god [Hirling Mist] is not an evil god, and his followers are mainly active near the city of Turin. Today this Something is strange."

The investigation will be conducted in the Kingdom of Chesland. Dolores does not have many people there, but at least the capital of Chesland, Turin, has many people to dispatch. Speaking of Turin, Jenkins also remembered that his friend Mr. Black Cat and his senior sister Miss Stillwell were there, so he wrote a letter asking them to investigate a little if it was convenient.

"Don't get Mr. Black Cat into any weird trouble again."

Jenkins prayed quietly, and Mr. Black Cat, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed.

He wiped his nose, sat under the parasol on the street corner and looked up at the sky:

"Sorry, my nose has been feeling a little uncomfortable lately. The snowfall a few days ago was so unusual. This should be the first time it snows in this kind of month in the Shire in the past few hundred years."

Mr. Black Cat apologized to his friend, who shook his head, took off his hat and put it on the table, then asked for the menu from the waiter who came over, looking for his favorite drink.

"Speaking of which, weren't you planning to leave Turin a few days ago? I heard that you provoked a big shot."

The man holding the menu asked Mr. Black Cat.

"It's okay, the other person is...a friend of my friend."

Thinking of Miss Stillwell, Mr. Black Cat couldn't help but cover his head. After he found Miss Stillwell that day, he immediately realized that he was being followed. After hurriedly writing a letter to warn Mr. Candle in Nolan, he simply packed his luggage and planned to flee. Later, he was arrested by at least twenty gifts at the train station. This was the first time he had seen such a battle, and he almost thought he was about to die.

"Fortunately, those believers of the God of Music have no ill intentions."

He thought to himself that he planned to find time to ask Mr. Candle what was going on. At this moment, the man sitting opposite him took out a small paper bag no bigger than a palm from his pocket and handed it over. Mr. Black Cat took it and looked at it, and found that it was some tobacco with a strange color and smell.

He was a connoisseur of smoking and could tell immediately that there was something wrong with these things.

"This is?"

Mr. Black Cat asked his friend, who shrugged:

"Who knows what the hell it is? It was sent by my friend in Loen, reminding me to be careful about this kind of tobacco. I heard that long-term smoking can cause permanent damage to the spirit and soul. I remember that you like smoking, specifically Just to remind you."

"How could I touch such a strange thing? Derek, am I the kind of person who likes new challenges?"

Mr. Black Cat shook his head to reassure the other person. The man named Derek put down the menu and said seriously:

"In short, stay away from this kind of tobacco. I also found someone selling similar tobacco in Turin. I'm afraid this matter involves a lot."

"A lot of involvement?"

Mr. Black Cat muttered something in his mind, and then remembered that the scary woman he met last time said that any valuable information could be sold to her. As we all know, believers of the God of Music are very rich because most of them are of noble birth or extremely talented.

"Tell me carefully, I think we can make a fortune."

Thinking of this, Mr. Black Cat retracted the action of crossing his legs, put his hands on the round table and said excitedly to his companion.

Naturally, the young writer far away in Lunen didn't know what kind of news his friend had. Unlike the sunny Turin, it snowed again in Lunen today.

After dealing with the tobacco matter, Jenkins originally planned to go to the church and then go with Alexia to find the "treasure" mentioned by the goblin in the book.

But before they set off, a hurried messenger sent Dolores news. The latter was working on official documents in the study and planned to invite his sisters to sit at home in the afternoon. Since she was determined to fight for the crown, she naturally had to find more allies.

"It's a letter from Agelina, oh, the sister closest to me that you saw underground that day. She said that she encountered some strange things and hoped that I could go and take a look, and asked me to keep it secret."

Dolores handed the letter to Jenkins, who took a look at it and handed it to Alexia.

"I saw the address. It happens to be on the way to the church, so Alexia and I should go with us. If we encounter any trouble, it will be easy to solve."

Agelina Stuart is Dolores's 14-year-old sister. Before the riots in Parliament Square, the relationship between the two had always been good. But this princess is different from Dolores. She does not have the same industry and influence as Dolores. Therefore, after being forced to move out of the palace, she temporarily lived in her own "little house" in the city, hoping to buy a better one. The accommodation cannot be solved in a short time.

But although it is said to be a small house, it is actually four times larger than the Jenkins home. It was a three-story apartment along the street. The decorative walls of the five adjacent houses were all opened up, connecting the houses together. Although this is still not in line with the status of the princess of the kingdom, Loen is in troubled times now, and Her Royal Highness Agelina Stuart does not have so many requirements.

When the carriage arrived at the apartment with a group of people, the elderly maid who had been waiting at the door immediately bent down and bowed to everyone, and then led them into the house.

After Jenkins got out of the car, he reached out and touched the outer wall of the building covered with ice with great interest. This ice shows no sign of melting, and I am afraid that the "winter" in the Loen region will last longer this year.

Before entering the house, he opened the Eye of Truth and took a look, and then as expected, he saw a spiritual light in the room on the left side of the second floor of the house. The intensity of the spiritual light was not low, but it could not be classified as a numbered item. In addition, it was not a black light, so Jenkins was not overly nervous.

Chapter 1276 Chapter 1255 The King’s Doubts

Today I came to visit with the face of Jenkins Willamt. Dolores's sister Agelina Stuart actually recognized Jenkins immediately. She was standing gracefully in the living room waiting for everyone. Just as she was about to say hello to Dolores who was walking in the front, she caught sight of Jenkins.

Ajelina looked very similar to Dolores, but she was shorter than Alexia. Her hair was very long, so the princess looked like a large doll.

Jenkins also found that her eye color seemed different from Dolores'.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Jenkins Williamson?"

She asked in surprise, blinking her big eyes. After getting a positive answer, she showed even more confusing enthusiasm.

"Am I really so popular?"

While Dolores and her sister complained to each other about their recent days living outside, Jenkins asked Alexia in a low voice.

"Don't you really know?"

"What should I know?"

He asked again in a low voice, and Alexia refused to answer the question.

There was no need to reveal that Jenkins was a gifter. His appearance this time was just a simple companion. After determining the location of the accident, Alexia went upstairs with Dolores, leaving Jenkins in the living room to talk to the little princess.

But Jenkins was not good at talking to strangers, so when the two ladies came down the stairs carrying a small glass jar and a worried maid an hour later, the atmosphere downstairs was extremely awkward.

"What's the situation?"

He turned his head and blinked desperately, hoping that Alexia would understand his embarrassment. The latter took the initiative to explain what happened upstairs with a faint smile on her face.

This short hour was very effective. Ajelina Stuart thanked her sister for her help and then took the initiative to propose to move to her manor:

"My place is too small, and there are not many reliable servants around me."

The fourteen-year-old girl acted coquettishly to her sister, and Dolores certainly would not refuse.