Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Miss Yindi heard from Miss Windsor’s servants that at about eleven, Miss Windsor claimed to be unwell and cancelled all plans to go out today, so she did not go out in the afternoon and did not make the servants suspicious.

　　 Miss Yindi didn't find any signs of fighting at the scene, so she came to Jenkins decisively. She thought that it was possible that Miss Windsor needed to deal with secret matters, so she asked Miss Magic to help her go out, and she would be back at dinner. However, it cannot be ruled out that the two are really in danger, so they took the risk to find Jenkins outside the church of the [Night and the Hidden Church] where the Twelve Churches are meeting.

　　 "Is there any clue?"

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart, trying to activate [Unknown Road Ahead], but unfortunately there was no response.

　　 "Go back first and have a look at Miss Windsor's house."

　　 The carriage galloped on the street.

　　Miss Windsor now lives with her parents. The Windsor family has a house in Nolan with a good location. When Jenkins came to visit, the Grand Duke of Windsor was in town hall for a meeting, and her mother went out, so unnecessary embarrassment was saved.

　　 The servants all knew Jenkins, and heard that he wanted to talk to Miss Windsor alone, but he didn't feel anything wrong.

　　 He and Miss Yindi hurriedly entered the study room, and saw the scary paper man. After a cursory inspection, he did not find the note left by the two before they left, so he directly used the real eye to look for clues.

　　 As a result, I actually saw a faint trace of aura by the window. After careful inspection, it was discovered that it was actually some fine powder, extending from the window to the outside of the house until Jenkins couldn't observe it.

　　 "It seems to be Miss Magic's eye shadow."

　　 If it weren't for Jenkins to point out, Miss Silver Flute only thought it was dust, so she twisted it and checked it carefully to confirm that it was a trace of Miss Magic. Jenkins intends to follow the traces. Since Miss Magic left a mark on purpose, she must not have gone out to do errands.

　　 "Are there only two of us? Don't you need to find someone else?"

　　 Only Miss Magic knows that Mr. Candle is Jenkins Williams. Miss Silver Flute means to ask Jenkins to find his friends, or to ask the church for help.

"Before the two of them left, they used paper people to make a disguise, just to prevent others from discovering that they were missing. There may be their reasons for this, so our actions are not suitable for too many people to know. As for Mr. Candle ...Okay, let’s split up now. I’m going to find Mr. Candle. You stay here and wait. To prevent the paper man from failing, you must be here to prevent anyone from knowing Miss Windsor’s disappearance."

　　Miss Yindi knew that this idea was the most reasonable, so since William let her stay, she did not object.

　　 Just watching the man with a cat on his waist, sneaking out of the window, I always feel that this action is extremely familiar.

　　 "If that cat is a pure white cat."

　　 She immediately thought of Miss Magic's strange appearance when she occasionally talked about the employer's employer.

　　 "Oh~"

　　 She covered her forehead, and then told herself that she actually didn't know anything.

　　 Jenkins on the other side has already followed the faint trace of aura to the street. Miss Magic's eye shadow is probably specially made, neither being blown away by the wind, nor disappearing due to trampling and crushing. Jenkins was able to keep walking along this trace to find, and finally stopped in front of the clothing store on another shopping street next to the Fifth Queens Avenue where the old antique shop was located.

　　 He was very worried that the powder in Miss Magic's eye shadow box was limited. He was relieved when he saw the trace and went straight into the shop facing the street. Even if the clue is broken here, he at least knows where they last appeared.

　　 This is an ordinary clothing store, unlike the clothing store in the suburbs that actually has a mercenary mission intermediary nature, this one is really just an ordinary store. The traces of Miss Magic's special eyeshadow disappeared after extending into the store.

　　 Jenkins looked around, and found embarrassingly that all the clothes and hats sold here were for ladies. So soon he lowered his head and came to the counter:

　　 "Have you seen these two people?"

　　 He took out the black and white photo of Miss Windsor, because it was “painted” just now to ensure absolute clarity.

　　 The young clerk with a lot of black pimples on his nose behind the counter, probably because Jenkins looks good, and did not refuse to provide information. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the photo, and she had an impression of two very temperamental women:

　　 "About eleven o'clock, before lunch, these two ladies came together."

　　 "What did they do?"

"I didn't do anything. I hurried around after entering the door, looked at the hat hanging over there, and left. Sir, is that your friend? Would you like to buy that hat and give it to them? gift?"

　　 "Okay!"

　　 The young clerk wanted to test the relationship between the three, but he didn't expect the man to agree. He turned around and took the hat and asked for the price, then paid, and even rarely asked for change, he hurried out of the shop.

　　 Twisted out the paper from the cap and pinned the paper in the lining, Jenkins frowned.

　　 This way of transmitting information is very dangerous. Anyone who touches the hat may find this note in one afternoon. This can only show that the environment facing the two of them at that time was so bad that they had to use this method.

"What could it be?"

　　 He stood behind the mailbox on the street and opened the note. There was no complete sentence on it, only a letter and a few words written in a hurry:

　　 [A] [Knowing will increase power] [The one who devours the darkness] [Snake's Tail Alley]

　　 The first few words are obviously describing the characteristics of a certain kind of trick, which means that just like Jenkins thought, the two encountered a trick. "Knowing will increase power", on the one hand, describes one of the power properties of the tricks, and on the other hand, it also shows that Jenkins did not rashly inform the church that it is the right behavior to help the search.

　　 "But where is this snake's tail alley?"

　　 Although the original owner is an aboriginal of Nolan, and now Jenkins has been in the city for nearly a year, but there are no fragments related to "Snake's Tail Alley" in my memory. This is also normal. Nolan is one of the largest cities on the west coast. The alleys crisscross the inner city. Even the old people who have lived in Nolan since childhood, dare not say that they know the name of every alley here.

　　 Fortunately, Jenkins met an older man who was older. Since this place is adjacent to the old antique shop, he went directly to ask the old man.

Chapter 1903 The first thousand eight hundred and seventy-four chapters of creativity

　　 I did hear the name Shewei Alley. After Jenkins asked, he pulled out the city map from the counter and circled the location with a pen. The name of the alley is not marked on the map, and even if Jenkins goes to the post office to buy a tourist map, it is useless.

　　 "Tell me honestly, what are you going to do?"

　　 Before Jenkins left, the old man behind the counter asked without raising his head. He was wearing a monocle and checking a golden ring under the gas lamp.

"Ok......"

　　 Hearing the voice that Jenkins didn't want to answer, but didn't want to lie to himself, the old man knew that he must be doing something dangerous.

"you are always like this."

　　 Dad sighed, but didn't stop him from doing things. Although Jenkins has only studied with him for less than a year, this apprentice is already qualified to be a teacher. My father knew that since Jenkins wanted to do it, it definitely made sense:

　　 "Be careful."

　　 Although there are thousands of words about his worries, I can only say that in the end.

　　 Jenkins saw the old man's thoughts, nodded solemnly to him, and touched the cat on his shoulder:

　　 "Look, I am carrying chocolate. I am definitely not doing dangerous things."

　　 In fact, chocolate's mental resistance is probably stronger than Jenkins. When this cat faces a trick with Jenkins, it seems that it only occasionally shows weakness when Jenkins shows weakness.

　　 But the old man didn’t know about it, so he was a little relieved, thinking that Jenkins was just busy with something inconvenient to say.

　　 Snake Tail Alley is a very common alley in Nolan City, located between an antique collectors club and a private clinic. The alley is very short, and Jenkins can walk from one end to the other at a normal speed in three minutes. Two roads are connected at both ends of the alley. There is nothing but **** and suspected excrement in it. It is basically in a state of unobstructed view.

　　 Jenkins walked out of the fog into the alley, stood at the alley and looked around, suddenly frowned:

　　 "It's like this again."

　　 He whispered, he was about to take the cat off his shoulders, and suddenly raised his head, he saw two men suddenly jump off the roof of the clinic. The clinic is a two-story building and it is not high. Before the men jumped down, they didn't expect people to be standing in the alley.

　　 The two sides looked at each other. Before the other party could recognize him, Jenkins pulled out his hand in his pocket, and the seeds bounced towards the ground in the distance.

　　 "No, this is from the Church of the Sage..."

　　 The other party really recognized Jenkins. The man who was taller than Jenkins turned around and ran away. His companion, the man who looked tired and seemed not awake, rushed towards Jenkins.

　　The morning glory seeds that touched the ground quickly grew into vines under the stimulation of vitality, and the escaping man was entangled in it after a few steps. The man who rushed to Jenkins was not **** by the vines because he did not escape.

　　 Jenkins then drew out his cane and greeted him.

　　 Both parties seemed unwilling to make too much movement. While Jenkins lifted his cane and drew it down, the man only greeted him with his right arm:

　　锵~

　　 Obviously this is the sound of the stick touching the metal.

　　 "It really is you guys."

　　 He complained quietly.

　　 The tired-looking man was venting outwards, especially when he approached Jenkins, the feeling of heat slapped his face was even more intense.

　　 His cane could not smash the opponent's modified mechanical arm, but in the second strike, Jenkins relied on strength to force the opponent to take a step back.

　　 "If you can tell you why you are here, I think I can not kill you."

　　 Instead, it was handed over to the church.

　　 He said in his mouth, he didn't knock on the cane for the third time, because in the first two knocks, he had already fully understood the mechanical structure of the opponent's arm by the power of [Mechanic]. Just like the enemy encountered some time ago, this is also not a purely mechanical arm, but a structure mixed with flesh and blood.

Although Jenkins felt an instinctive sense of discomfort and nausea when seeing those internal structures by relying on "mechanical hearing". This is the world tree seedling's aversion to unnatural profane creations, but he still firmly remembered it. The structure of that arm.

　　 The other party did not follow Jenkins's advice, and had no intention of surrendering or talking. Seeing that Jenkins did not make the third percussion, he immediately opened the front of his shirt and aimed at Jenkins.

　　 is not a sudden madness, there is an eyeball inlaid on the man's chest.

　　 "Magic Eye?"

　　 Since the man from the Demon Eye Collection Club left Nolan, Jenkins has rarely seen Demon Eye on his enemies. It was an eyeball with blood-red pupils. It was not unusual at first glance, but when Jenkins looked away from the eyeball itself, he actually saw the man behind him, a wave of red blood pounced along the alley towards this side.

　　 This is not like an illusion. Whether it is the sound, the vibration of the ground, or even the damp atmosphere before the tide hits the face, it is very real. Jenkins' eyes blinked, and under the real eye, what he saw was actually the man with magic eyes inlaid on his chest turned and ran to his companion. There was no blood in the alley.

　　 "It really is an illusion."

　　 thought of a move with his right hand, and the iron-grey book that symbolized the ability of [Toolmaker] immediately appeared in his hand. As the pages unfolded, two bronze mechanical birds with a classical style flew out of the book and landed on the shoulders of two people.

　　 Immediately, whether it was a man struggling in the vines or a man with magic eyes who wanted to rescue his companions, they froze in place. The bodies of the two shook quickly, as if they had suddenly committed a bad illness, and they seemed to be struggling with their own bodies.

　　 Good luck this time. Both enemies have made some mechanical modification to the vital heart, so Jenkins can subdue them so smoothly.

　　 He threw a seed again, trapping the demon eye man. This slightly relaxed the control of [Toolmaker], allowing the enemies to regain their ability to speak:

　　 "Let's do it, I still have the same question, why are you here for? The one who said it first can live, and the other one will die."

　　 "Williamt, what the **** is this?"

　　 The enemy said the first sentence, looking at the mechanical bird like a living thing on his shoulder in horror. All brass material, only use gears and other mechanical parts to move, there is an arc jumping between the wings of the fan.

　　 "It doesn't matter what this is, do any of you want to answer my question?"

　　 "This is impossible! This kind of power, how can you have this kind of power?"

　　 The man with the magic eye asked again, looking like he was about to collapse, but Jenkins didn't remember that his abilities had the effect of mental interference. His companion frowned and said nothing, as if he was also troubled by the problem.

　　 "You are a member of the Orthodox Church, you are a seedling of the World Tree, how can you have mechanical power?"

　　The differential engine already knows that Jenkins Williams is a seedling of the World Tree, so it is not surprising that the cultists who work with him know this.

　　 "Is this kind of power rare?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

"You stupid people, you can never understand what kind of wisdom we see! The future of mankind, the future of the world, lies in comprehensive mechanization, in the eternal life of machinery! Viscount, since you also have the gift of machinery, why... ..."

　　 Jenkins controlled the vine and wrapped his mouth, then looked at his companion:

　　 "What do you want to say?"

　　 "It's really strange, I originally thought that mechanics and nature are incompatible. Viscount, do you have any secrets?"

　　 The talking man looked older than his companion, and spoke a little older. This may be why he chose to run away at the first time, while his companion rushed towards Jenkins.

　　 "Answer my question, what are you here for?"

　　 "I can answer, but you must also answer one of my questions. After that, I don't care what you do with us."

　　 The gagged companion immediately struggled among the vines, trying to stop it, but the metal bird on his shoulder flicked its wings, and he could no longer control his body again.

　　 "Well, I agree, but you have to answer my question first. Did you happen to pass by here or have other purposes."

"The high priest conveyed the instructions of Great Wisdom, let us wait nearby, waiting for two women who escaped from the treacherous realm. It is not only the two of us who came here, we were just dispatched to the neighborhood, given by Great Wisdom The scope is too big."

　　 This is similar to what Jenkins thought. He is now able to interrogate the enemy without worrying about time, just because he saw the entrance to the treacherous world when he first came to the alley. Unexpectedly, Miss Windsor and Miss Magic, who were chased by the sly, should have entered the sedulous realm. But Jenkins didn't see the black aura nearby, and didn't know where the creeps who were chasing them went.

　　 "It's my turn to ask, William of the Sage Church, the selected seedling of the World Tree, please answer me, what is the name of your mechanical ability?"

　　 This is not a question that Jenkins expected. He didn't intend to answer the other party's question, but since it is such a question, he doesn't mind. After all, he didn't intend to let the two of them live to see others:

　　 "Machinesmith."

　　 he said.

　　 The tall man nodded:

　　 "That's it."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 "The ability that you have never heard of, most likely, is this ability you created yourself?"

　　 Jenkins does not know whether this is his own original ability, but according to the form of expression, it does not look like the ability that exists in the world itself. Most of the newly created abilities are unique and can only be born under the rules of the times, so most of them are slightly stronger than the existing abilities. And because of its rarity, and most of them do not have the possibility of being learned by others, it is not something to make a fuss about.

　　 "I don't know if this is an original ability. Is there any problem with this?"