Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "I won't blame the old man, but I still hope I can figure this out."

　　 Jenkins's hand tightly grasped the handrail next to the carriage. At this time, the carriage turned a corner, and the church was in front of it.

　　 Jenkins followed his father from the front door into the church door without saying a word, passed through the newly restored wide gate hole made of white marble, and prayed in a low voice to the huge idol in the preaching hall.

　　 went across the courtyard and greeted the patrolling Captain Bincy, and the two moved into an office.

　　 Jenkins has been here, the special items handling office.

　　 There is a strange middle-aged man in the office, a familiar secret guard Smith, and an elegant woman in a conservative dress.

　　 Seeing the two walking in, the three stood up together.

　　 "This is the director of the Special Items Processing Office, Mr. Coppola Bellini, you have met Mr. Smith, this is Miss Susan Bevana."

　　 "Hello daddy, please sit down. Mr. Williams, this is the first time we meet, please sit down."

　　 Mr. Bellini greeted him. Among the three people here, he has the lowest status.

　　 Jenkins knows that the secret keeper sequence has a special meaning in the church, and this Miss Bevana...

　　 "14 points of light, 1 bubble, is this [Knowledge and Books] the strongest of the church in the Diocese of Nolan?"

　　 Jenkins nodded calmly, without any expression on his face.

　　 Just like last time, Mr. Bellini and Mr. Smith worked together to seal the room. When the huge phantom of the sage holy emblem appeared on the door, everyone took their seats.

　　 "I know this is our fault, I hope you don't doubt your beliefs because of this."

　　 It was Miss Bevanna who was talking, and the meaning was similar to what the old man had just said. It seems that Dad really repeated what the church wanted to say.

　　 But to be honest, Jenkins knows that this matter has nothing to do with his father. He is only a semi-civilian at the bottom of the church. At most, he has a higher level of confidentiality than Jenkins because of his longer working hours.

　　PS: Add 30 more chapters to the shelves. This is a good idea, but the editor suggests dividing it into three or two days.

Chapter 100 Chapter 97 Head

　　 But Jenkins promised that if he doesn't explain things clearly today, he will give up his identity as Jenkins Williams, and he will also make an upside-down in this world.

　　 A traverser who has no bottom line but has knowledge and ability, as long as he is not cursed by the hermit of fate, it is not impossible to be stinking for thousands of years.

"You should know."

　　 Ms. Bevanna organized her words and spread out the untitled book in her hand, and immediately five cups of hot tea appeared on the table in front of everyone.

"Some time ago, the main force of the diocese, including me, went to the Broken Isles to fight for a trick. Thanks to the blessings of A-01-2-0198 and A-10-2-9116, the commander of the royal capital. The Holy See has reasons to send people to strengthen us, so we got the trick."

　　 Jenkins nodded, she still didn't say the point.

"There is no record of this deceit. It seems to have appeared on that deserted island out of thin air. The current number is A-10-1-0230 and it is named [Parchment from the Future]. The first one got that piece of paper. The name of the person on the parchment is Brosiro Gilibu, an aboriginal on a desert island, and it records his future reminder to himself at this point in time."

　　 This is very interesting. Jenkins frowned and turned to look at the moonlight outside the window. What is this, the transversal war rebirth?

"It records many big events in the future, including one point: Mr. Jenkins Williams of Nolan City will become the beast of calamity that led to the end of this era in 30 years. Don’t ask me what it is. The beast of calamity, this topic cannot be discussed here. In short, the parchment records that Jenkins Williams, who has just become a benefactor at this point in time, has initially mastered the power of blasphemy."

　　 Jenkins’ abilities are all innocent, but seeing aura, hearing divine sounds, and the soul becomes a god, can this be considered blasphemy...

　　 "Do you believe it?"

　　 Jenkins asked coldly.

"No, crooks are never trustworthy. To be honest, I don’t even think that all the crooks found should have a security level below 2. But there are some people from the Holy See in the line to the Broken Isles. Some news on the parchment reached Beldiran, and Mr. William’s dedication to the sage gained enough merit, which blocked some people’s way, so the Holy See ordered Nolan to The diocese will test you."

　　 She nodded to Mr. Bellini, the middle-aged gentleman cleared his throat and said, "A-10-3-9912, look at the mirror of the soul. This is the mirror you saw that night.

　　Characteristic 1: The ability to generate monsters of comparable strength based on the sins of the souls of living creatures in front of the mirror is absolutely correct.

　　Characteristic 2: Placing the body of the gifter in front of the mirror can show the soul emblem of the gifter during his lifetime. Although many ceremonies can do this, this item is more convenient.

　　 Feature 3: Put a special item in front of the mirror. If the item is a trick, cracks will occur on the edge of the mirror. Before Dad joined the church, the Diocese of Nolan used this method to judge crooks. "

He licked his lips: "Fourth characteristic, Mr. William, this characteristic must not be told to anyone else. Originally, it needs to be known by members with a fairly high level of confidentiality, but this matter is that we are sorry for you, so don’t Care about it.

　　Characteristic 4: The gods project the divine nature into the mortal world. After choosing a suitable container, they can merge the divine nature and walk the earth temporarily in the form of a saint, and this mirror can identify the saint. "

　　 Jenkins took a deep breath. The mirror didn't show himself that day. It is likely that the soul lacks divinity, and coupled with the concealment function of the black robe, the mirror got the wrong answer. You must know that even if the inherited sage lowered his gaze to stare at him, he still failed to recognize himself as the one who occupied the magpie's nest.

　　 But if you can gain divinity again in the future, you must be careful of that mirror.

　　 It was during the turnaround that Jenkins realized that it was extremely blasphemous to think about himself as a **** in the church, but it felt very exciting to think about it.

　　 "In general, after using A-10-3-9912 to confirm your identity, we understand that the parchment is a big problem."

　　Miss Bevana sighed slightly, and some green voice vibrated the air to Jenkins' ears, causing his heart to tremble.

　　 "What's the matter? Special ability? Is her light not bright?"

　　 Jenkins was puzzled.

"Later, we used some special methods to test and found that the parchment had extremely weak and simple intelligence. It was also a weird thing similar to a spiritual body. The parchment itself can predict the future, but it is not accurate. Every other week, if it changes the holder, it will display a letter from the future as the holder of the future. Of course, we now know that its prediction is inaccurate."

　　 "Then what happened tonight?"

　　 He asked again, feeling better. If this reason is not fabricated, then it can barely be accepted-as long as the compensation is sufficient.

　　 "Tonight is Nolan Diocese's compensation to you. You killed that powerful possessed evil spirit with your own hands, which can be regarded as a feat."

　　 "So, after Mr. Barnard's body was severely injured, did he escape to me by chance?"

"Yes it is."

　　Mr. Bellini agreed, "This is just compensation from the diocese. The compensation from the Holy See will come to Nolan together with the reward for offering divine nature. It will be fine next week."

　　 "I don't know the result, you are not satisfied."

　　 Miss Bevanna asked at last.

　　 Jenkins did not speak, and the silent father behind him did not urge him.

　　 reached out and took a cup of tea from the table, took a sip, it was very sweet, as if rushing through the soul with a clear stream, the whole person felt a little fluttering/desire.

"There is a special product, Snow Bee Honey, which was shipped from the Millennium Frozen Mountains of the Kingdom of Hampawo Kingdom-Windy Snow Mountain. It can cleanse the spirit, drink some after contact with crooks, and avoid certain pollution. If you I like it, I have a lot more here."

　　 The woman said frankly, but Jenkins shook her head. The name Snow Bee is too unlucky. He has enough bad luck recently and doesn't need more.

　　 "I have one more question, the Holy See..."

　　嘭~

　　 Mr. Smith, the secret guardian, lifted a bronze box from his feet. The six sides of the box were printed with terrible ghost images, but this was just an ordinary object. After opening, inside was the head of a chubby middle-aged man in astonishment.

　　PS: Almost 200,000 words, everyone should have noticed that the main stage of this book is Nolan. This place can be compared to a magic capital. Although it is not the capital of the kingdom, it is of extraordinary significance.

　　 Looking at Long Kong two days ago, some people mentioned demigods, that is, 8th-level gifters appeared too frequently. To explain here, demigods are just the names of mortals, and the gap between them and the real great existence is the same as the gap between ordinary people and gods. Demigods only refer to being powerful and admired, but they are still ants. Levels 7 to 8 are just more difficult, but there is no essential difference from before. They are still humans and there is nothing special. In this book, 12 righteous gods, 365 false gods, protagonists, and more than a dozen treacherous masters that have been secretly mentioned in the previous article but seem to have not been noticed by anyone are the highest.

Section 101 Chapter 98 The Struggle for Power

"Patriarch Paul. This is the person hiding at the end of this incident. The Diocese of Nolan protested to the Holy See about your matter. The Holy See's own ancestral office also noticed the strangeness of this matter. This person, I am sitting. I took the steam train to Bel Dylan and watched the execution with my own eyes."

　　 Jenkins's mouth twitched, killing people decisively, amazing! Now the grievances in my heart are almost resolved.

　　 "It won't leave any trouble. I have no background. I am helpless in the church. Only Papa and Bishop Parode can rely on it. If his family..."

　　 Dad kicked Jenkins lightly and motioned him not to say such things.

　　 "He is unmarried all his life and has always dedicated himself to the church. He didn't expect to do such a thing if he took a wrong step."

　　 While talking, Mr. Smith pushed the lid on and pushed it to Jenkins, and Jenkins quickly pushed it back.

"You don't need to give it to me, it will be fine. But I hope the church can fully trust my fellow zh in the future, cough cough, my own scribe, there is absolutely no problem with my loyalty to the goddess, and spreading knowledge for the sages will be great. My lifelong responsibility."

　　 As soon as his voice fell, the five people in the room tacitly drew the holy emblem on their chests, and together they whispered:

　　 "Praise the sages, and may your brilliance illuminate the way people move forward."

"The diocese will never let its scribes suffer. The merits of the action tonight will be recorded on you. At the same time, the Holy See promises to come up with a suitable compensation. I don’t know if this is done, Mr. Williams satisfaction."

"I can accept."

　　 Jenkins nodded to the mysterious lady, "It's really regrettable that this happened, but the mistake is not on us."

　　 glanced sideways at the box with his head, "The mistakes of the predecessors can warn future generations, and it is my honor to be able to make contributions to future generations."

"Like Captain Bincy said, yours can always say the right words at the right time...Mr. Williams, I read the "Stories of Foreigners" written by you today, which is very interesting . As an author, can you sign me?"

　　While talking, she opened the nameless book in her hand again, twisted a page with her white fingers, and flicked it slightly, and Jenkins's fairy tale collection appeared on the side table.

"Ok."

　　 He took out the pen he was carrying with him from his pocket, opened the title page, and simply wrote his name.

　　 "There are traces of flipping, book fans may not be able to talk about it, but at least they have read it."

　　 The discovery of this detail made him feel better.

　　 Sending away Jenkins and Daddy, Bevana sat back on the sofa, looked down at the signature on the front page of the fairy tale book, and did not speak for a long time.

　　 "Miss Bevanna, is this all right?"

　　 Mr. Bellini took a deep breath and sat back on the chair in front of the desk. The secret guard Smith remained silent.

"Okay, this thing is indeed wrong by the Holy See. The Diocese of Nolan and the Holy See are equal. Under the goddess, everyone is equal. Secular forces have corroded the church severely in recent years. If I remember correctly, The father of the head in the box is a certain earl of the kingdom?"

"Yes, this matter does have something to do with those who have weak beliefs, but fortunately, it was stopped before the situation became serious. Mr. William's status as a sage was appointed by a sage, and they dare to be so bold. ...Huh, defiler!"

　　Mr. Bellini nodded and subconsciously wanted to get the cigarette in the drawer, but saw that there was a lady present, and smiled apologetically.

　　 "I am afraid that the next few years will not be peaceful. We also saw the stars of the new gods in the sky and the purple color of destiny when we were at sea. Heh~ But, is Mr. Williams really okay?"

　　 "At least we didn't check out the problem."

　　 Miss Bevanna retracted her book and turned her head to look outside at the silent night, "William’s particular sentence just now is right. The church should trust its scribe."

　　 When walking out with the old man, the atmosphere was very embarrassing. Jenkins was very satisfied with the handling of this matter. He was purely suffering from unwarranted disaster. Since the culprit has been killed and the compensation is good, then there is no need to worry about anything.

　　 But the old man seems to feel that he shouldn't hide the truth.

　　 "Daddy."

　　 stopped his teacher in the empty courtyard.

　　 "Say something to ease the atmosphere."

　　 While thinking, he said:

　　 "The pistol lent to me will not be returned. The gun is very useful. The cost of moving to a new house is very high, and there is not enough gold in my wallet."

　　 touched his head with an embarrassed expression on his face.

　　 The old man turned his head unexpectedly, "Just a pistol? Are you so promising?"

　　 Jenkinson gave a surprised expression.

　　 The two walked out side by side, but they encountered an unexpected person in the dark preaching hall.

　　 Bishop Parrod sat on the bench closest to the preaching platform, lowered his head, and prayed quietly to the statue of the sage in front of him.

　　 Dad shook his head to Jenkins, motioned for him to stay, and then left here alone quietly.

"sit down."

　　 The old man finished praying, and drew the holy emblem on his chest, and then said to Jenkins a little weary.

　　 Jenkins immediately sat down, opened his pocket watch and looked down.

　　 "It's already twelve o'clock, sir, why are you still asleep?"

　　 The old man in front of him is not a benefactor. At his age, staying up late is very harmful to the body. And Jenkins guessed a long time ago that he died suddenly while staying up late playing games, which led to the crossing, so he was very sensitive to this aspect. No matter how busy you are, you will not go to bed later than 12 o'clock.

"I'm waiting for you."

　　 The old man turned his head and looked at Jenkins' eyes. His somewhat muddy blue eyes were full of fatigue, but under the reflection of the moonlight, they had different complex colors.

　　 "I almost know the reason for this."

　　 "Don't worry, it has been resolved smoothly. Like a goddess promise!"

　　 Jenkins swore immediately.

"no no."