"Automatically fly back?"

　　 He thought in his heart, first inject a small amount of spirit into the dagger, put it on the dining table, and then trot a few steps to the living room. From a distance, he saw Chocolate standing in the dining room looking at him like a fool.

　　 "The sword is coming!"

Chapter 490 Chapter 483 Monocle

　　 Jenkins yelled for self-entertainment, and at the same time concentrated on sensing the dagger, it flew into his hand, even when facing the dagger, Jenkins was very flustered for a while.

"Not bad!"

　　 He is very satisfied with this weapon.

　　 Among the huge number of specially numbered items, except for information, location, event, and those that do not know how to classify, there are not many items that can be held.

　　 Among these, there is a huge part of various messy forms, such as wind direction chains, glasses, keys, etc. Therefore, regardless of the ABC series, weapons are very rare.

　　 More importantly, the special items that can be numbered have the characteristic of [indestructible] in most cases, which makes special weapons even more precious. Jenkins had only seen one before today, and it was "exploded" by killing people in the train's trespass.

　　 "Maybe I can find a leather case and tie it to my leg."

　　 He thought happily, and temporarily put the dagger back into the box.

　　 While Jenkins was not paying attention, he rubbed the chocolate and sniffed it with his nose, and then showed an expression of disinterest.

　　 Compared with this dagger, the gift-monocle is a bit more complicated. Jenkins evoked it from the immersion of the spirit and took a long time to wear it-because there are no clips or temples for monocles, this thing is clamped purely by muscles, which is a skill that requires technology. Behavior, and therefore, the monocle is not actually a daily necessities, in Jenkins's view, it is more like an ornament.

　　 In short, before putting it on, Jenkins was full of joy that it had perspective capabilities, so that in the future, he could observe whether people were carrying weapons such as pistols and bombs at any time.

　　 But nothing happened after putting it on. He closed his eyes and blinked and looked at the chocolate. It was still the cat, and then turned to look at the side wall, which was still the ordinary wall with oil paintings.

"......What does it mean?"

　　 Looking at the lens from the side, it should be a flat lens with no power, but Jenkins really can’t figure out what it can do:

　　 "Could it be that it can automatically adapt to the wearer's nearsightedness/farsightedness, thereby adjusting its curvature?"

　　 He thought in horror, and subconsciously looked to one side again, this time the direction was outside the window.

　　 "Huh? The fog dissipated so quickly"

　　 while thinking in surprise, he closed his right eye and opened his left eye. The fog was still filling the window.

　　 "I understand, the purpose of these glasses is to see through the fog!"

　　 This is of course a joke, because it is rare to have such a simple and tasteless gift. But inspired by the phenomenon just now, Jenkins made some bold attempts and initially discovered that the role of monocles is to maintain vision.

　　 To put it simply, the vision of the eye wearing these glasses is not affected by external factors, and that eye will also have the ability similar to defying glare, seeing through fog, dark vision, underwater vision, and so on.

　　 "Is it useful?"

　　 He thought in his heart, he was very happy to go out for a while without worrying about bumping into the pedestrians who came on the opposite side.

　　Due to the influence of heavy fog, the early winter morning when it is not suitable to go out, there are fewer pedestrians. As the weather gets colder, most people restrict the scope of their activities indoors. But the situation in Nolan City is actually better. The winter of Luen in the far north is truly unsuitable for human survival.

　　When he arrived at the antique shop, the old man was sitting in a rocking chair with a yawn and reading the newspaper. He didn't seem to be affected by his sleep last night, but Jenkins almost put the word fatigue on his face.

　　 "Good morning, old man."

　　 "Good morning, Jenkins. Can you not sleep well?"

　　 He looked over from the top of the newspaper.

　　 "Yes, I spent the whole night thinking about things related to the blood-sucking race. After all, the alien-demon that appeared last time caused a huge accident in the Diocese of Nolan."

　　 said, waving his right hand exaggeratedly in the air. Infected by the old man's yawn, Jenkins also yawned and put down his coat, hat and chocolate. The cat stepped on the catwalk and walked to the side of the counter, and then Shi Shiran lay on the mat prepared for him by the old man, and turned into black and white fur balls.

　　 "Any new news?"

"Not for the time being. Divination and channeling have been greatly hindered. The current thinking is to find young people to block the alley. The function of the wall is obviously to prevent pedestrians from discovering the abnormality of the alley. After all, the alley is different. One end is mostly covered by the sign of the gold shop. Just block one end."

　　Speaking of this, the old man put down the newspaper in his hand and said:

　　 "I want to give you some caveats, remember that the incident was only discovered by us, but has nothing to do with our own work. Don't get involved easily, it's very dangerous!"

　　 The old man is probably worried that Jenkins will be involved in big/trouble, but he himself is not willing to participate:

　　 "I see, sir."

　　The topic of vampire species ends here. Because he wanted to make Jenkins forget about it as soon as possible, Dad took advantage of Jenkins to start sorting the shelves and started a new topic:

　　 "I heard last night that you rescued two knights from the Church of the Sun and Justice?"

　　 "Yes, I heard that they encountered a treacherous situation, and the women among them were also attacked by unicorns."

　　 "This is really rare. You must know that so far in this era, there has not been any clear unicorn sightings."

　　 "Maybe we will soon..."

　　 Jenkins thought while wiping the vase. He planned to find time to call out the beautiful unicorn again. The two sides needed to communicate.

　　Although there are bone war horses as a means of transportation, you must know that unicorns are capable of flying.

　　 "What are they doing in Nolan? The five local churches don't like this group of people who cause big troubles, right?"

　　 He pretended to ask casually, for fear that his father's answer was to find something.

　　 "I didn't inquire about this matter carefully. It is said to assist in investigating the follow-up situation of the Witch's House, and it can be regarded as compensation for the local area."

　　 "Aren't they already destroyed?"

"But before the destruction, those people were like female spiders, weaving a large web with conspiracy threads. The church needs to find other people who are also in the web, such as certain city hall staff, new nobles, or military personnel. Suspicious personnel from Fang, this can be regarded as the end of the incident. Therefore, only two people are needed to assist. This is not a big deal. Of course, it has nothing to do with you. Please remember this!"

　　PS: After I wrote this chapter and checked the information, I learned that the fixing of the monocle depends on the eye muscles. Admire those who wear monocles.

Section 491 Chapter 484 Sustainable Investment

　　 Knowing that Jenkins repeatedly promised that he would never get involved in such dangerous things, the old man shook the newspaper and picked it up again. Not knowing which part of the content he saw, he added:

"Too many things happened last month, but most of the illegal cult organizations suffered severe injuries due to various incidents related to the believers of the new gods. For example, the Gear Craftsman Club, we have not found new infections for half a month. Well, they probably had to hide under the tracing of the [Church of Creation and Machinery]."

　　 "They should be digging underground..."

　　 Jenkins knows about this, but he can’t...Huh, why can’t he?

"I remembered that during the time I disappeared yesterday, I seemed to have heard about it! The purpose of the group of people who came to Nolan was to find a steam machine buried deep in the underground mines of Nolan City. !"

"Then don’t forget to write it in the report... There are so many things buried in Nolan’s ground. Until now, the Orthodox Church is still exploring. In fact, every year we find at least one special item. Items, this is also the most stable source of special items in the parish."

　　 The old man didn't care that this was the matter, he muttered a word and stopped talking, and focused his attention on the ink-scented newspaper again. Just like what he said, both of them are just semi-civilian staff in the field.

　　 Affected by the foggy weather today, the antique shop did not see its first customer until noon. It was a young girl who was only talking, and seemed to want to buy a present for her father who was about to celebrate his birthday.

Under the instruction of the old man, Jenkins went to the reception, and magically only took less than ten minutes to persuade her to buy a glass enamel snuff that Jenkins had always placed on the shelf when he came for the first time. pot.

The smoothness of the process seems to have made the old man discover something new. After the female guest left, he looked at Jenkins straightforwardly until he saw that his heart was furry, wondering if he had done anything that might reveal something recently. .

　　 The boring working hours lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon. Although the fog cleared a little at noon, the visibility of the city was still not very high. Seeing that there is really no business today, the old man agreed that Jenkins left early, and Jenkins happened to have to deal with some of his own affairs.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Just opened the door of the antique shop, Jenkins was turning his head to say goodbye to the old man, and the chocolate was desperately drilling into his neckline as if he could no longer stand it.

　　 There was a burning smell in the air that was stronger than before, and even Jenkins had to cover his nose.

　　 "What is this burning, oh, let me take a carriage!"

　　 The truth is that the low pressure from the ocean area and the wind direction of the mainland together cause the exhaust gas emitted by the steam factory around the city to form a cycle in the city. This kind of weather will continue for about a week, so Jenkins plans to conduct equestrian training in the spring, which is extremely correct.

He first inspected the implementation of the estate of Viscount Augustus with chocolates that he did not want to show up. In fact, Bishop Parrod had arranged these things for him very well, but Jenkins thought that he had taken Augustus. It is better to take care of some of the legacy of the capital.

　　 At about six o'clock in the afternoon, Jenkins, who had been around the city for almost a full circle, asked the coachman to put him in the nearest lane at will, and then called out the black robe.

　　 walked to the traveler’s bank, passing by the watch shop on the same avenue in the process.

　　 This store experienced a major event on the 31st of last month. The owner was brutally killed by a writer, so the store is now closed.

　　The doors and windows were nailed to death with wooden boards, and then the police station seal was affixed. This kind of arterial road shops are very valuable, but at least until the gear craftsmen's meeting is over, the church will never allow it to be occupied by others. They are still waiting for the aftermath of the broken gift to dissipate, so that they can perform divination and channeling here.

　　 Jenkins, who turned his head and wearing a monocle, had a whim, blinked, and actually saw three gifters standing in the sealed shop. The levels of these three people are quite high, and most of their abilities belong to the magical abilities, which is a very standard configuration of the gift of the Church of Orthodox God.

　　 "Are these people the bestowers from Mr. Craftsman's Church?"

　　 He thought for a while, but thought it had nothing to do with him, so he copied his hands and walked away like an ordinary passerby.

Jenkins’s “recyclable mineral investment will not hurt anyone” project is currently proceeding very smoothly. During his stay in Berdylan, he did not handle the matter at the bank of the Royal Capital out of caution, but the people who sent the remittance It didn't even mind.

　　 Recently, he would come to the bank once every evening to analyze the remittance data carefully to prevent accidents. But apart from the increasing number of scattered accounts for remittances, and the gradual trend of spreading with Elderron as the center, there is nothing worth noting.

　　 This is of course a good thing, because the more funds in the account, the more "holes" Jenkins can deploy and make up for. After careful consideration for a long time, he decided to open a different account with a new identity, and continuously transfer the current funds in the account, so as to give the illusion that the funds are really flowing and profitable.

　　 "I'm such a genius!"

　　 The success of this incident made Jenkins feel a little ecstatic. He was confident that he would never wear a gang before the cultists were arrested at No. 13 Green Avenue in Elderron.

　　 In fact, the address that caused all the troubles has recently continued to send letters to "Miss Fabry" to express love. Jenkins, who didn't know how to respond, could only carefully inquire about the situation on the other side, while extracting some sentences from his fan letter and replying to him.

　　 This is quite effective. According to the account records and recent letters, the residents of that address trust Miss Fabry very much and have invested considerable funds to support the mining intentions.

　　 Of course, for now, this has also benefited the other party a lot.

　　 Since Miss Audrey sent a letter in advance that she invited Jenkins to have dinner with her before the start of tonight’s class, Jenkins went directly to Miss Audrey’s house after leaving the bank.

　　 She is still the same, but she also prepared food and plates for the chocolate, which Jenkins admired very much.

　　 During their dinner, they only talked about Jenkins' recent experience. Of course, she was also aware of the suspected vampires that happened yesterday.

Chapter 492 Chapter 485

　　 "Did Mr. Oliver see it?"

　　 Miss Audrey asked softly.

　　 "It shouldn't be, the old man said that he just hid in the wall."

　　 Jenkins replied honestly, looking at Chocolate with his head outstretched, not knowing what he was looking at.

　　 Today’s astronomy course is still the content of divination as usual. Of course, the first step is naturally to check whether Jenkins has successfully read the books during the trip.

　　 Until the end of the eleven o'clock course, their progress has not yet reached the operational divination, but still stays in the study of theory and history. But at least Miss Audrey told a lot of interesting stories, mostly about how ancient fortunetellers played themselves step by step.

　　Perhaps her purpose is to tell Jenkins that deliberately manipulating fate will only be manipulated by fate; but what Jenkins thinks of is still stuck in a relatively simple aspect-divination has always been a very dangerous behavior.

　　Ms. Audrey’s divination course is not fixed, because she herself has many things to deal with. After arranging the next lecture time and sending a letter from Miss Audrey, Jenkins did not leave immediately, but inquired:

　　 "Excuse me, did the church invite you to fortune-tell the alley where the vampire species appeared?"

　　 "Not yet. This city does not belong to the hermit, so I will not rashly participate in this matter."

　　 "So, does the vampire itself have the power to interfere with divination?"

　　 He was very interested in inquiring, and planned to go to the second floor of the secret trail library to read the book recommended by the professor when he had time.

　　 "It's hard to tell..."

　　 Originally, Jenkins had already wanted to ask the chocolate that was playing the Orb of Life to leave, but Miss Audrey seemed to be talking, and signaled that he could sit down and listen:

　　 "I think Mr. Oliver must have not mentioned what kind of power system other intelligent races have."

　　 she said confidently.

　　 "There really is no...Isn't it a natural supernatural power? I think they should also be able to use spirits to construct rituals and manipulate special numbered items."

　　 "No, no, no, although most gifters think so, in fact, gifters are not limited to humans."

　　 It took at least three seconds for Jenkins to fully understand this sentence:

　　 "Do you mean that they also have the upgrade system and ability system of the gifter?"

　　 Jenkins was stunned. He used to think that those alien species were just humanoid intelligent creatures with special abilities.

　　 But in this way, on what basis does the blue alien ability judge "alien", and do human beings have special significance in the world?

　　 "I was surprised, right, I was also surprised at the time."

　　 She nodded at Jenkins, leaning back slightly on the cushion of the sofa, and the light of the gas lamp on the wall spilled on the woman's face.