Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Heh~"

　　 He yelled and swung the long sword towards the woman. There were some green markings on the sword, which made the sword body leave a bright green mark in the air during the swing.

　　 "How did you reach level 6?"

　　 The old man clamped the long sword with two fingers, and broke the blade of the long sword with a sudden force.

　　 There was a mocking expression on her face, her voice was abnormally hoarse:

"For people like us, although an increase in level means an increase in spirits, abilities, and abilities, the more important thing is to be familiar with everything about yourself, rather than blindly upgrade regardless. Fortunate guys, there is no such thing. Knowing that I can live to this day, I really feel unfair for the people who died in my hands in the past."

　　 "Fire!"

　　 The red-haired clown dropped the hilt and shouted with open arms. The red ring of fire enveloped the old man, but she was unharmed.

　　 "Hey~ Fire is not used like that."

　　 The old man made a strange laugh, and the red-haired clown immediately screamed and jumped up. Orange flames gushed out from the holes in his face, and luckily the blue-haired clown arrived in time, otherwise he would be killed on the spot.

　　 "Enough, you take that thing and go."

　　 The clown shook his head and motioned to the wounded members who walked out behind him to stop trying to resist.

　　 "If you want to kill all of us, it will take some effort, and we can't get that thing back. It belongs to you, you go!"

　　 "Small~"

　　 The old man laughed, waved the mask he was holding at them, turned and walked towards the exit.

　　 In the process, her back was completely exposed in front of the enemy, but no one in the circus dared to take action.

　　 She didn't care about the group of people lying down at the door, and she deliberately chose the softest belly as her foothold. She accidentally discovered that there was a tabby cat here, and she stepped on its tail with an excited expression.

　　嘭~

　　 Gunshots exploded and the old man fell backward. In the process of landing, her body turned into dozens of flying bats, but an unknown source of fire spewed out from the lying crowd.

　　 The flame wrapped the bat like a clown's spell just now, and then a cane swept over.

　　 The vines sticking out of the void can't wait to enclose the mammals still on fire in the sky. Unlike the past, they are inserted into the temples, this time they are all wrapped up. After the tingling sound of sucking/sucking, a few pieces of bat skins fluttered to the ground.

　　 "The bullet/bullet actually works?"

　　 Jenkins muttered and got up, picking up the phantom coin and the mask.

　　 "She was injured when she was fighting with us, and after the spiritual shield she used was broken, she couldn't open it again for ten minutes."

　　The clown in the distance replied.

　　 "This is yours?"

　　 Jenkins waved his mask at the crowd of the circus, and the latter stepped back neatly. He has no idea of ​​possessing this thing yet, although it is exactly the same as the one he got from the museum a few days ago.

　　 "No, that's yours."

　　 Jenkins smiled, and now he wants to take possession of it, because this thing is unowned.

　　 "Gentlemen, oh, and madam, I am sincerely moved by this fact."

　　 He stretched his hand into his pocket and fumbled for a while, took out two 10-pound notes, waved them at them, bent over and put them on the ground, and then left with his cat.

Episode 436 430 Granny Caroline

　　 "We..."

　　 When the stranger completely disappeared at the entrance, the young magician couldn't wait to speak. He was obviously more immature than the other members of the team, and even had two pimples on his young face.

　　 "Jason, that thing is too dangerous, it's good for us to lose it."

　　 Since his face is covered with oil paint, the blue-haired clown's expression is not visible.

　　 "It's better to leave Beldiran, it's too dangerous here."

　　 The lion suggested in a dull voice, and the trainer quickly agreed.

　　 The blue-haired clown looked at his group members. Almost everyone except the magician was wounded.

"Okay, we have been performing in the capital for a week, and leaving is not a surprise. The decision now is, where are we going? Should we go to Sinkerville in Rodburg County as planned, or go further? "

"Go further, the woman just now definitely has level 7 or even 8. The man after that is even more terrifying, and I can't even understand what effect his ability has. It is really terrible here... ."

　　 suggested the gorgeously dressed dancer, and patted her full breasts. But apart from the magician, no one is in the mood to appreciate this scene.

　　The clown thought for a while. They are a group of people who have no fixed place. They will not feel reluctant to leave a certain city, but the next destination must be chosen well...

"Then go to Nolan, it's far enough, and it's the second largest city in the kingdom, there will be no shortage of citizens who like circuses. Although the plague occurred a few days ago, it has been effectively resolved. Yes, I Members of the team, the next stop, Nolan City, let the dangerous things of Bel Dylan go to hell!"

　　 Not to mention the extremely uninformed circus, Jenkins found Granny Caroline soon after walking out of the tent.

　　 She had an argument with the merchant on the side of the road because of the price of a potato, and the quarrel could be heard from the other side of the street. Jenkins noticed this way from a long distance, and found the brown beads at a glance.

　　 "Hello, are you Ms. Hill Caroline?"

　　 Taking advantage of the two gentlemen passing by to discourage the potato vendor, Jenkins hurried forward to inquire.

"who are you?"

　　 The old man asked suspiciously, with a strong sense of distrust in his tone. Considering that she was defrauded of a large sum of money by scammers recently, this is understandable.

　　 "I'm Audrey...I'm a friend of Miss Gunivale Catherine Eisenach, and she entrusted me to visit you."

　　 That name is Miss Audrey's real name. When she was still learning dance with Mrs. Carlos, she naturally did not use "Audrey" as the name.

　　 "Here is her letter!"

　　 took out Miss Audrey’s letter again, and Granny Caroline finally believed his identity.

　　 helped the old man carry a basket with potatoes, the two of them walked through the alleys of the city and returned to the alleys of the slums. The policemen and the corpses in that place are gone, but there are still black marks on the ground.

　　 Seeing Jenkins staring at the blood in the corner, Granny Caroline, who was slowly taking the key, said:

　　 "That's human blood. Someone probably died here. Young man, this is nothing new. Look at your dress. I bet a bottle of gin. You must have never lived in such a place."

"Yes it is."

　　 He suspected that Granny Caroline was reminding him that she visited the old man but did not bring a gift.

　　Because it is an apartment shared by many people, after opening the door, the hall is full of strange clothes and shoes that give off a strange smell.

　　 The two circled upwards along the creaking old wooden stairs, the smell of rotten wood in their noses. On the door of the room closest to the stairs on the second floor, some skull-like plaster decorations hung, which changed Jenkins's feelings about this place.

　　 "Old Skopi's, he's a weirdo."

　　 Granny Caroline murmured, leading Jenkins to continue walking up. Her room was on the innermost side of the third floor, with an umbrella lying in front of the door, but otherwise it was very clean.

　　 There is no peculiar smell in the old man’s apartment as Jenkins imagined, and the decoration of the living room and the display of furniture are also very tasteful. Jenkins likes her decoration on the wall cabinet very much. It is a robot made up of polished and smooth screws. There are three pieces in total, all in different poses.

　　 Granny Caroline also raised a cat. Although the owner was not at home for several days, she was not hungry. It was a female cat with a snow-white coat. Compared with chocolate, the body was extraordinarily slender and larger. It has a pair of beautiful eyes. When Jenkins followed Granny Caroline and walked into the door, it was standing at the dining table, seemingly interested in chocolate.

　　 "Is your cat a male cat?"

　　 Granny Caroline asked suddenly.

　　 "No, it's a female cat."

　　 The old man immediately lost interest in chocolate.

　　 She searched in the kitchen for a long time before she made a cup of tea to serve to Jenkins. Jenkins didn't care about the quality of the tea, but the cup didn't seem to be clean.

　　 politely took a sip, and then stopped moving.

　　 "You live in such a place, isn't it too dangerous?"

　　 He saw that there was no other topic, so he started talking about what happened recently. After returning to Nolan City, I must report to Miss Audrey about the life of Caroline's mother-in-law, so we need to learn more.

　　 "It’s a bit dangerous, but as long as you don’t go out after the sun sets, and you don’t get close to windows and doors...unless someone uses a steam bomb in such a place."

　　 "Will anyone do this?"

　　 "I remember that there was an explosion last year, but that time was not a bomb, it was a steam pipe in an alley. After that night, all the residents on the first floor of this building were replaced."

　　 can't hear sadness or joy, it seems to be quietly stating a simple fact.

　　 "Have you considered moving to another place? I think it should not be difficult to find an apartment with the same rent as here."

　　 He suggested that it is impossible to imagine the life of living here.

　　 "I'm used to this place."

Granny Caroline waved her hand: "And I'm no longer young, and I don't have the energy to adapt to a new life. It's good here... Tell me about Gunny Vale, although we I communicate every year, but the last time I saw her was at the harvest celebration ten years ago."

　　 Miss Audrey did not tell Jenkins what kind of job she should be in the eyes of ordinary people, and Jenkins did not understand what Carolyn’s mother-in-law knew about Miss Audrey. In order to prevent revealing her true identity, Jenkins can only shirk that he is just an ordinary friend of Miss Eisenach, and only helped deliver the letter because of the way.

　　 But Granny Caroline obviously doesn't believe this.

Chapter 437 Chapter 431 City Information

　　 Neither of them had lunch yet, so Granny Caroline invited Jenkins to stay and eat some. She was not polite, but really warm. Jenkins agreed to stay after seeing the deserted apartment.

　　 There was also an episode in the middle. The cat raised by Caroline's mother-in-law watched the chocolate for a while, and suddenly shivered all over, hiding under the bed and refused to come out. This confuses both people, because the white cat looks very healthy.

　　 Lunch is stewed potatoes, which is the basket of potatoes that Jenkins helped bring back. It's not delicious, but you can barely eat it.

　　 Granny Caroline probably hasn’t communicated with someone at Jenkins’s age for too long, and she kept talking even when she was eating. She is a native of Bel Dylan and has lived in this city all her life, so after hearing that Jenkins came here for tourism, she also recommended some small shops and attractions to him.

　　 She can even tell Jenkins the situation of the local gang, but the authenticity is unknown.

　　 Later, somehow, the conversation ran away from the local legend. There was nothing at first, and Jenkins also wanted to know more about broadening his horizons, but Granny Caroline quickly mentioned something related to him:

　　 "When I was young, there were more old stories than there are now, such as Clement's Seven Masks. This story scared Gunnival at that time."

　　 "Can you tell me something?"

　　 He said while stroking the chocolate, while the chocolate was half-squinted looking at the shivering white cat under the bed.

　　 "I haven't told this story for a long time, I think about it..."

　　 She thought about it for half a minute, then suddenly raised her hand and patted her forehead:

"Oh, the story starts from a long, long time ago. In an era without steam, life is much harder than it is now, and there is no such big city. Clement is a legendary bandit leader who specializes in looting pedestrians and merchants passing by. According to legend, before the Church of the Sages wiped them out, Clayman hid all his treasures and used seven masks as keys. Whoever can find those masks can find the treasure."

　　 There are many details in the story, and what scared Miss Audrey in childhood was the description of Craven’s murder and cannibalism. Jenkins really didn't understand why these things should be included in the stories told to children.

"I think there are such legends everywhere, robbers and treasures...he~ I heard that a writer who won a prize recently also wrote a story like this, huh~ They are all about picking up the wisdom of the ancients. It's not very powerful either."

　　 Jenkins rolled his eyes and felt that it was wise not to clarify his identity just now.

　　 "This story I told is true, I mean, part of it is true."

"Oh?"

　　 Granny Caroline was very satisfied to see the surprise on Jenkins’s face, so she said:

"A few years ago... probably thirteen years ago, people discovered the remains of an ancient city in the hills north of Berduran, in which a mask was found, which was later believed to be Clemman In the treasure story, the prototypes of the seven masks are stored in the royal family’s treasure house."

　　 said, she stood up and walked to the bedroom, rummaged for a while, and walked back with a black mask:

"Young people, if you want to bring some commemorative items to your friends, that's great. Now the small merchandise shops in the city sell such masks, and the patterns on them are exactly the same as the one that was exhibited 13 years ago. ."

　　 Jenkins looked down at the mask and compared the two he had accidentally obtained.

　　 "Sure enough...the two are also souvenirs, right?"

　　 He himself felt that this idea was too ridiculous, maybe the guy who was collecting the mask had a special way of identification. But he did not intend to participate in this, but decided to return to the church and hand in the mask. Maybe the treasure can be distributed to him after it is discovered:

　　 "I'm going back to Nolan City on Monday, this matter will definitely not involve me!"

　　 That Saturday afternoon, Jenkins thought confidently.

　　 The visit at Caroline's mother-in-law's house lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon. The old man was probably a little tired, so Jenkins promptly asked to leave.

　　 She still wanted to keep Jenkins for dinner, but Jenkins politely refused. Even so, he still planned to say goodbye again before heading to the train station on Monday, anyway, from the church to the station, it would be a good way to go through the city.

　　 Granny Caroline kept sending Jenkins to the exit of the alley before going back. Jenkins stood at the intersection and stared at the city. He hesitated for a while, feeling that it was still early, so she didn't return to the church immediately.

　　 Although from the economic level, the capital of Berdylan is not much better than Nolan, the capital of the capital must be even better on the cultural level. Even Jenkins, who doesn't like to go sightseeing, can find fun here.

He took chocolates and walked past the tower bridge full of classical flavors, fed the white pigeons raised by the church [All Things and Nature] together in the square, and bought some interesting souvenirs in the humble shops through the alleys. It was still far away. From a distance, I saw the guard of honor traveling by the royal family.

　　 "I can take my place."