Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 looked at Viscount Augustus with gratitude, and the Viscount smiled kindly at him, seeming to know the meaning of what he said to Jenkins.

　　 "You can leave at any time."

Viscount 　　 waved the sickle with his right hand, and a crack appeared in the space where the sickle traversed in the harsh sound of the mirror cracking. The crack gradually expanded and finally formed a width that a normal adult man can pass through. This is the door for Jenkins to return.

　　 "But I want to ask you again, are you really sure, rejecting my Lord's grace?"

　　 Approaching the separation, Viscount Augustus asked seriously again.

　　 "Sorry, I still have some concerns in the material world, and I have found my way."

　　 He said apologetically, but he did not expect Viscount Augustus to smile:

"Sure enough, as I thought, if I were you, I would make the same decision. But Viscount William, what I want to ask is whether you are willing to accept the stronger power that death gives you. You are truly People who are close to death and embrace death, looking at the entire material world and the kingdom of the greats, it is difficult to find a stranger like you... No need to worry about the impact on the soul, and no need to worry about the great ones. If there is a conspiracy, the patrons of death should continue to follow this path. Since you have such a talent, death will certainly protect you."

　　 This is almost saying "I have a safe and harmless power to give you without owing favor", but Jenkins was not happy, but panic in his heart:

　　 "Sorry, Viscount Augustus. I take the liberty to ask, what just now... did you mean it, or..."

　　 He didn't dare to call the master's name directly, instead he pointed his finger at the sky.

　　 Viscount Augustus smiled slightly, raised his right hand and put his index finger in front of his mouth and gently shook his head.

　　 "You understand naturally."

　　 "No, no, no, I haven't done anything to get gifts that don't belong to me."

　　 Jenkins shook his head again. He has always believed that all gifts given by fate are secretly marked with prices. And he didn't want to get involved with the masters at all. Jenkins was not a greedy person. The power of life had already made him infinitely useful.

"This is not an unusual gift, Mr. William, I think you are a little too nervous. But since you don't want to have it, then I won't force it. But you have to remember that your connection with death is so close. It is puzzling that the power of death will appear in your hands sooner or later. This is a destined thing, as if you have the power of life."

　　 He took a step back, let out the door of return, and made a gesture of asking.

　　 Jenkins looked at him for a long time, whispered for a while, then turned and walked back. The battle between the vines and the undead has basically ended. As the black-robed men in the ruined house were completely absorbed, the whole world was revived by the undead, and fell into silence again.

　　 Across the dead bones scattered on the ground, and stepping on the viscous liquid mixed with dried blood and tree sap, Jenkins walked into the house, bent over and picked up the two round coins on the stump.

　　 It's a pity that the black robe also disappeared. Jenkins originally wanted to try if his robe could swallow it.

　　 walked out of the house and said goodbye to Viscount Augustus, who was politely bent over to bid farewell to Jenkins. Before leaving, Jenkins gave him a piece of [The Seed of Blasphemy] in his hand.

　　 Viscount Augustus wanted to refuse, which can be seen from his shaking hand. But for some reason, he finally took the coin and whispered as Jenkins walked past him:

　　 "For you, the boundary between life and death is actually not obvious."

　　 Judging from his attitude, this sentence should have a very important meaning. But it is a pity that Jenkins doesn't understand at all, and can only remember to wait for the answer later.

　　 entered the gap that was split by the sickle, his eyes went dark, and when he was bright again, he had returned to the church room. The chocolate that was sniffing around the altar looking for Jenkins was shocked, and then jumped directly onto the altar from the ground as if flying, and then used it as a springboard to pounce on Jenkins.

　　 "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't be so excited."

　　 He comforted his cat in a low voice, realizing that he seemed to have been missing for a while.

　　 He really disappeared in this room just now, but only a few dozen seconds, not even enough for everyone to walk to the altar to observe what happened.

　　 With the reappearance of Jenkins, the cold wind blowing with [Reaper's Cloak Fragment] was revealed in the air, unexpectedly stopped.

　　 Jenkins seemed to look at the box on the altar again, where neatly stacked black rags, as if destroyed by the power of a long time, turned into a small pile of black dust, covering the bottom of the box.

　　 It no longer has aura, and the spirit that entered Jenkins's body also showed that he did eliminate a trick again.

　　 Of course, everyone was curious about where he was just now, but Miss Bevana insisted that Jenkins complete the physical examination before reporting the matter.

　　 This gives Jenkins enough time to weave lies. He doesn't want to tell the matter about the master and Mr. Augustus, so the matter just now must be concealed.

　　 Although it is a good thing to eliminate the tricks, it is not a trick that is contained by the Church of the Sage. Therefore, when Jenkins reported the incident, the captain of the grave guard squad who was responsible for the **** was also there. When Jenkins mentioned the cloaked man in the black robe in the cemetery, he immediately frowned. What's there?

　　 Jenkins's brief disappearance and the abrupt failure of the tricks indeed caused a lot of confusion this morning. Even if this incident did not cause any loss or harm, everyone in the church still takes it very seriously.

Chapter 1095 Chapter 1077 Tracking Flu

　　 For a while, the secret guard kept asking Jenkins whether he accepted the power from death. Jenkins promised over and over that he was not greedy, even swearing in the name of a sage.

　　 But even so, the secret guard and Miss Bevana were still worried, and went through rituals, potions and even odd numbered items over and over again to check whether Jenkins had a mark of death.

　　 "Why are you so nervous? Even if I accept the gift from the black-robed man, there should be no problem, right? I have felt it. The power he wants to give me should not contain maliciousness."

　　 Jenkins concealed the invitation to enter the world of [Ancient Reaper] when reporting, and put part of Mr. Augustus's words on the black-robed man in the ruined house.

　　 "The problem is not here."

　　 Ms. Bevanna explained, but she just didn’t look at Jenkins’ eyes:

"Your soul's original power is a type of life, which means that the power of death is very likely to affect you. Even the power of death without malicious intent may pollute your pure life source. This is quite It's possible."

　　 Lie The priest did not suggest that it was a lie, but Jenkins always felt that she was hiding something, so he thought of having time to ask the old elf.

After a whole morning in a daze, I had lunch with chocolate in the church, and chatted with Miss Bevana for a while. I just wanted to go to the library to read a book for a while and then write out the cure for the plague, I ran into the old man head-on. father.

　　 "You didn't accept the power of death, did you?"

　　 He looked nervous, and asked like that in the first sentence.

　　 "Of course not, I am very sensible and never believe in unprovoked gifts."

　　 Jenkins promised again, and then looked at the old man with suspicion.

　　 "Why look at me like this?"

　　 asked the old man suspiciously.

　　 "Your reactions today... are all a bit strange."

　　 "Where is it strange? I feel that you always encounter these strange things, it is really very strange."

　　 Dad didn't let Jenkins go back to the store in the afternoon, obviously tacitly acquiescing that he can stay in church today.

　　 In the afternoon, Miss Audrey also came to the church in panic for some reason, and then asked a question that Jenkins had heard many times:

　　 "You didn't accept the power of death, did you?"

"of course not."

　　 He replied again, and then really had some doubts. What everyone was worried about was that the power of death would conflict with his soul's original ability.

　　 spent the afternoon sitting in the library reading books. Today is Wednesday, so there are not many people who are as leisurely and elegant as him. Therefore, Jenkins and Chocolate can monopolize a long table in the library. Books are placed on the table. The left side of the book is a teacup and the right side is a cat.

　　 Jenkins is reading a book while stroking chocolate with his hand, while the cat squints and takes a nap on the table. Jenkins sits in a position that can receive the sun. Even if the fog in the sky obscures part of the sun, the sun's rays can still find the foot of the long table.

　　 The cat fell asleep quickly under the warm sunlight, the light was like a beam of light, shining only on chocolate. The library is extremely quiet, only the tiny particles floating in the sun's beam show that all this is not static.

　　 But the cat does not sleep deeply, because when Jenkins stops the movement of his hand, it will close its eyes and stretch out its paws, and take Jenkins's hand.

　　 "Don't overdo it."

　　 Jenkins warned.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Cats can't control so much.

　　 Because today is Wednesday, Jenkins originally planned to sit in the library until the time to finish eating, and then go straight to evening class. But at four o'clock in the afternoon, he saw Captain Bincy walk into the library and walked straight towards him.

　　 "Good afternoon, Jenkins, I have something to tell you."

"Ok."

　　 Jenkins stood up and picked up the cat who had been awake but was lying on the table and didn't want to move.

　　It is very impolite to talk in the library. Jenkins wants to talk to Captain Bincy outside.

　　 "Things made progress yesterday afternoon."

　　 "There is progress? Is it about the plague in that alley? Or is the [Evil Plague] reappearing?"

　　 Jenkins asked suspiciously. He has not yet compiled a complete cure for the plague. It stands to reason that what happened last night should have no results.

"No, no, it's not the plague, it's another disease. Do you remember, that poor woman who died was suffering from more than just one disease. Miss Bevanna suspected that the other kind of suspicious flu was the cause of the deception. The reason for the appearance of the object. We tracked down the textile factory where the dead woman worked, and we got the clue as expected!"

　　 Captain Bincy frowned and said.

　　 "Are you going to leave now? Do you want to invite me to go with you? Oh, if you can convince the old man, I miss me..."

　　 He replied eagerly, feeling that Captain Pennsey wanted to invite him to go with him, otherwise he would not tell him about it.

　　 "No, the investigation was over in the morning. When I reported to Miss Bevana just now, she said that you seem to be interested in this matter, so let me tell you the whole story."

　　 Jenkins was disappointed when he heard such words. After all, the "future" seemed to imply that he killed the person himself, and that being caught or escaped by the church was not the result he wanted. But now that there is a result, I have to listen, but I don't know if they really caught the man cursed by Jenkins.

　　 The course of the matter is quite simple. In order to prevent annoying snakes, before the action this morning, the church began a secret investigation into the textile factory, which was all female workers, and whether strange people appeared recently.

　　 One night’s investigation turned out to be a result. The textile factory where the female corpse worked is not a big one, it can only be regarded as a small workshop, and there has been no large-scale personnel change recently. Many people can point out who was the first female worker to have flu, which saves a lot of time for the investigation.

"That was Colise Ebowa, a 29-year-old female textile factory worker who lives in the west of the city. She had the flu a week ago, but because she was reluctant to spend money to see a doctor, she did not receive any treatment. But she suffered from the flu. In addition to making people cough, runny nose and mild fever, the flu has no other major effects, so neither she nor the female worker who was infected by her paid much attention to this matter."

　　 "The symptoms are mild and the infection rate is extremely high. This is really similar to the winter flu."

　　 Jenkins nodded and added, as if these two things had nothing to do with him.

　　 "No, it has nothing to do with me."

　　 He said to himself in his heart.

Chapter 1096 Chapter One Thousand and Seventy Eighth Confirming Goal

　　Captain Bincy naturally didn’t know about Jenkins’s complicated mental activities. He said to himself:

"Earlier today, we used some special methods to investigate the daily routine of the first patient, Coris Ebowa, and finally determined that she was infected with that strange flu at the farmers' market near her residence. The divination found the target for us, and the guy who infected her was lying at home this morning to rest."

　　 "So you caught him?"

　　 Jenkins asked pretending to be expectant.

"The operation has yielded tremendous gains. We discovered that the farmer’s market turned out to be the pirate king-thief Divo’s stronghold in Nolan. We caught almost everyone, but Divo escaped. I don’t know if Daddy told you about it. That guy, this is the most shameless one of the seven pirate kings. He is awkward and cautious. He is good at stealing, stealth and other assassin skills. Five years ago, he was already a level 6 bestower. I have a bad cold and my body is weak, but the strength shown is also extraordinary!"

　　 Captain Bincy frowned and said, as if he was still immersed in the action this morning. Jenkins frowned deeper than his:

　　 "Sorry, you mean, the one who has the flu is..."

"Yes, it is the pirate king-Divo the Thief who behaves strangely with the flu! We have never heard of him coming to Nolan, and do you know that even if he is seriously ill, he still To hide his identity for his men and live in the same residence as ordinary pirates! I doubt very much that no one but himself knows the news that he secretly sneaked into Nolan. What a cunning guy, I am. Thought he was participating in the battle with the Nolan Navy in the Broken Isles!"

　　 Captain Bincy muttered in a low voice, and then saw that Jenkins looked very ugly:

　　 "What's wrong, Jenkins?"

　　 "No, no problem."

　　 Jenkins shook his head. He thought it was a small person who was prompted to kill in the future, but he didn't expect it to be the pirate king who became famous in the material world before his body was born. Although Divo's strength is definitely not a demigod, Jenkins doesn't have to worry about not being able to beat him, but the kind of person who likes to hide like a mouse can't find it at all.

　　 "No, I still have to rely on Miss Magic, she may be interested in this news!"

　　 Jenkins thought, and heard Captain Bincy say goodbye to him:

"The specific situation is like this. Miss Bevanna is worried that you will have too much curiosity about this matter, so she specially arranged the action in the morning. If you want to know more, you can come to me at any time. But I’m going to write a report now. The second pirate king appeared in Nolan. It is of great significance to the battle of the Broken Sea. The church wants to and the kingdom..."

　　 Although Jenkins heard the rest, he didn't care too much, because that was not something he should be concerned about.

　　The kill target in the future instructions is the Pirate King, which is indeed beyond Jenkins's imagination. Even though he is still skeptical about whether the "future" is a trap, he has decided to find the target before the final date arrives, at least to determine the reason for killing him.

　　 Of course, his heart is biased towards believing that "future reminder".

　　 took out his pocket watch and glanced, there was still a while before dinner. The last time Mr. Hood was rescued together, Jenkins and Miss Magic exchanged mailing addresses. So he immediately left the church, left a message to Miss Magic through the communication channel, and invited her to meet at midnight tonight.

　　 In the future reminder, Jenkins is required to kill the target mission before the end of this month. Now it is the 20th day of this month. Jenkins has little time, so it must be resolved as soon as possible.

　　Fini was late for the evening class. The girl trot and appeared at the door of the classroom. Jenkins nodded to her and motioned for her to come in directly.

　　 Fei Ni is very short, even if she doesn’t have to bend down, she won’t block the people in the seats from looking forward. Of course, not many people are really looking at the blackboard.

　　 After the evening class, Fei Ni also specially apologized to Jenkins for being late. Her recent schoolwork was very heavy, and she wanted to rest for a while after dinner, but fell asleep accidentally.

　　 "Actually, judging from your learning progress, it's okay not to listen to such courses."

　　 Jenkins pointed to Fini’s notebook:

"You have already written down most of what I said, so it doesn't make much sense to listen to the same content repeatedly. I suggest you look for some regular school textbooks now. After all, what I am talking about is not very coherent. Sex."

　　Fini has been listening to Jenkins' arithmetic lessons since the winter, and there have been two or three rounds of calculations. Jenkins has read Fei Ni's handwriting. Although there are many misspelled words, the content that he wrote down is indeed very detailed.

　　 "Are you not letting me listen to your class?"