Jenkins is very satisfied with this effect, he just wants everyone to focus on the black robe. After all, it was the true form of this gift that was exposed in order to conceal oneself during divination, but it did not look like this during use.

"Thanks for reminding."

　　 Mr. Black Cat gently thanked Jenkins, and then announced to everyone what he had gotten:

"The guys from [Gear Craftsmen’s Association] and [Life Sharing Alliance] have come to Nolan. The former believes in the indescribable evil **** [Gear King] composed of hundreds of millions of gears, and the latter is a member of the evil **** [Undead Lord] church. Branch."

　　 "Why did they come to Nolan?"

　　 Mr. Hood asked suspiciously, this is also Jenkins's problem, usually these evil **** followers will not easily change the gathering place, unless the stronghold is severely hit.

"I don't know, but the news is absolutely reliable. This incident has already spread among the gifters in Nolan City. I learned this news when I attended another gathering yesterday. Don't die. Now we are like this. There are fewer and fewer unregistered..."

　　 Mr. Black Cat replied in a muffled voice.

　　 Everyone was silent for a while, thinking of the disappearance of Mr. Bai Birch, they couldn't help feeling a little sad.

　　 "Someone has already told the Orthodox Church about the matter through the black market. After all, [The Gear King] is the mortal enemy of Mr. Craftsman. The believers of [The Undead Lord] are chased by the [Death and End] church all year round.

　　 Mr. Black Cat added, and then Miss Bailing, who had been silent, sighed softly:

　　 "I hope that the Orthodox Church can catch those hateful cultists as soon as possible, so that we can live in peace in Nolan."

　　 Although this sentence is not appropriate for the black-robed people who gather by the cemetery in the middle of the night, those cruel false gods have always been the most feared existence of true **** believers and ordinary false **** believers.

　　 "My news is that the steam float of the church [Knowledge and Books] did not return to the capital, but flew directly to the open sea."

　　 "I hope their main combat troops can return soon."

　　 Jenkins whispered, receiving the support of the other four.

　　 "The following is the trading time. I still buy pure silver that has been blessed by the Church of the Spirit of Nature."

　　 Seeing that the others didn't respond, Mr. Hood sighed. I'm afraid he doesn't have any hope.

　　 In this transaction session, Miss Magic said that she had some "special" spells in her hand that could be sold, but she only accepted the exchange of goods, and finally reached a deal with Mr. Hood.

　　 Jenkins also revealed that he wanted to buy a [Star Debris] spar. Everyone knows this thing, but he doesn't have it on hand. But Miss Magic said that she had some options, and Jenkins paid her 2 pounds as a deposit, hoping to find the materials as soon as possible.

　　 Because of the [True Eye] change, Jenkins can now clearly know the strength of everyone. Among them, Miss Magic and Mr. Hood are the most powerful, all at level 5, but the 10 bubbles of the former have all turned into light spots, and the latter is obviously just promoted.

　　 Mr. Black Cat is level 3, and Miss Bailing is level 2.

　　 "It seems that the strength gap between unregistered gifters is also huge..."

　　 At the end of the party, it was the worst Miss Bailing who brought out something extraordinary.

　　 "I have been participating in this party for a while, and everyone is a trustworthy person."

　　 She paused, and obviously deflected the hood and glanced at Jenkins.

　　 "I hope everyone will not tell me what I sell, it will cause a lot of trouble."

　　 "As long as it's not stolen goods!"

　　 Mr. Hood still did not forget that he organized a "legal party."

"of course."

　　 She nodded, let the crowd gather a little tighter, and then whispered, "I have a method to raise the upper limit of the spirit. It is effective at level 7 and below, and there is a chain ability that can be learned."

　　 Everyone did not speak, only the rustling sound of the evening wind blowing over the leaves.

　　 So Miss Bailing explained in a low voice:

　　 "That method is dangerous and can only be performed before sunset. Otherwise, the possibility of losing control is very small; the interlocking ability needs to occupy 3 bubbles, but it is definitely worth it."

　　 They still didn't speak. Jenkins didn't know what others thought, but he was very interested in the so-called "chain ability". "Chain" refers to the ability to learn different abilities and combine them to produce strange effects.

　　 can also be understood as a combination of skills.

　　 This kind of chain abilities must learn a lot of seemingly useless abilities before they can be pieced together. This means that additional bubbles need to be occupied, which is unbearable for ordinary gifters with a limited number of abilities.

　　 More importantly, the value of interlocking ability is extremely high. Even the Diocese of Nolan has only two. Jenkins' rewards have not yet been agreed, so he can't learn it, so he is very interested in it with 4 bubbles left.

　　 As for the method of raising the upper limit of the spirit, Jenkins has no guts to try. He is now improving very fast, and the effects of copying those tadpoles by different benefactors are not the same. My father thinks that Jenkins is extremely fast. He attributed this phenomenon to Jenkins' attitude of respecting knowledge and eager to learn in line with sages. Doctrine.

　　 He thought about it, and put his right hand into his sleeve. Miss Bailing was on his right side. Jenkins activated the ability of [Frost Fist] and flicked his clothes to make a boxing effect. Miss Bailing immediately felt the unusual change in temperature.

　　 She nodded slightly towards Jenkins without letting anyone else notice.

　　 After several rounds of secret item trading, the party soon ended. Sorted according to the size of the fallen leaves picked up, Jenkins was the first to go.

　　 He hurriedly used his [flexible legs and feet] ability and ran around the woods next to the cemetery. After carefully cleaning his footprints, he returned from the tree to the meeting place.

　　 But he did not expect that Miss Bailing and Mr. Hood were standing in the shadows and talking, and they found him for the first time.

　　 Jenkins grinned, nodded, took a few steps back to indicate that he had no curiosity, then turned around and climbed the tree, raising his head to quietly admire the charm of this strange starry sky.

　　 Of course he could guess that Mr. Hood might be interested in the method of raising the upper limit of the spirit, because the latter has insufficient bubbles and it is impossible to learn chain skills.

　　 But what does it have to do with him? He is not interested in it.

　　 Mr. Hood left in a hurry, he also specifically amplified the footsteps to signal that Jenkins could come down.

Section 54 Chapter 53 Ancient Castle

　　 Jenkins jumped off the tree, nodded to the black-robed man who passed by, and walked to Miss Bailing.

　　 "That interlocking ability, I am very interested."

　　 straightforward expression.

　　 "I only accept items, not short of money."

　　 Miss Bailing is not surprised, and will not ask Jenkins if there are so many blank bubbles.

　　 "That would be difficult."

　　 Jenkins obviously didn't expect this, his father knew most of the extraordinary items he had on hand, so it was impossible to trade out and reveal his identity. The fruit plate and the Star Sea Medal that Dad didn't know were of little value, and Miss Bailing would not agree.

　　 "Then please keep it for me temporarily. I think there are few people in Nolan City that would be interested in the ability to take up 3 bubbles."

　　 "No problem, if you still want to trade within three weeks, you can come here to find me."

　　 She obviously came prepared, and directly handed Jenkins a note. Jenkins didn't check it immediately but put it in her pocket.

　　 "I hope you can reveal a little bit about the role of ability."

　　 "No problem, the three small abilities are not very useful, but when combined, they are an extremely powerful auxiliary ability."

　　 "Assist?"

　　 Jenkins was a little disappointed.

　　 "Yes, it can block all mental injuries within a certain time limit."

　　 left the cemetery with excitement, carefully avoiding the police officers on patrol and the drunk who vomited while holding on to the wall, before returning home.

　　 Miss Bailing was really cautious, the text on the note was cut from newspaper and glued on. It points out an alley in the slum area. As long as Jenkins draws a symbol on the wall during the day, Miss Bailing can appear and trade with him at night.

　　 "I hope I can gain something recently. The old antique shop will be open tomorrow. I don't know if my luck can be better."

　　 With such thoughts, he fell asleep peacefully.

　　 Jenkins' hopes obviously fell through. Nothing happened in the next few days, and he was finally able to rest for a few days.

　　 On Thursday morning, when Jenkins arrived on Fifth Queen's Avenue as usual, the father happened to go out and stopped the carriage that was about to leave.

"Come with me!"

　　 He pulled Jenkins involuntarily and hurriedly jumped into the carriage.

　　 "Endon Town."

　　 quickly said to the coachman.

　　 "That's a little far away."

　　 The haggard driver replied dullly.

　　 "If we can arrive before lunch, I can add half of the fare."

　　 The carriage set off immediately, and Jenkins still didn't figure out what was going on.

There was some excitement on the old man’s face. He put the suitcase on one side and put his leg on the carriage. “A Duke of Berdylan, the king’s capital, passed away a few days ago. He had an idle castle in the local area. The duke’s heir decided to sell the castle. But the new buyer seemed unwilling to spend money to buy the things in the castle. He only wanted the house, so our business came."

　　 "Go to the country to scan for goods?"

　　 Jenkins was amused by his strange thoughts, but it seems that it is indeed the case.

　　 "When did Dad receive this news?"

"Just now, **** it, I got up a bit late today, and our colleagues should have set out. Did you know that Duke Francis’s castle in the local area has a history of 5 centuries. It was built during the kingdom’s civil strife and blessed A very prestigious local noble family. Later, the castle was sold to the old duke several times, as his summer residence by the Nolan Sea. There are no **** factories in the country, and the air is better. But the furniture and decorations inside are from the castle. After it was built, there has never been a historical record of large-scale sales."

　　 The more he talked, the more excited the old man became. He told the history of the castle at a very fast speed, and Jenkins understood:

　　 "So there should be very valuable antiques in it?"

　　 "It's not just that!"

The old man glanced at the corner of his mouth, showing a look of contempt: "The little Duke Francis, who inherited the title, is sent to supervise the sale of the castle this time. It is his unlearned cousin. I heard that the gentleman has been in Nolan since he arrived. Since then, I have never set foot in the castle, and now there is an elderly housekeeper in the castle. Oh~ the chance for father to make a fortune is here!"

　　 As he said, he glanced at the driver who was seriously on the road, put his right hand into the inner pocket of the black old-fashioned coat, then covered a stiff thing under the clothes and handed it to Jenkins.

　　 "A pistol again?"

　　 Jenkins was taken aback, but he didn't show to alarm the driver.

　　 "We are just going to buy antiques, do we need this kind of ‘tool’?"

　　 "Of course, it is necessary to be prepared. By the way, did you do what I asked you to prepare?"

　　 Jenkins was taken aback, only to realize that what the old man was talking about was a "transit ceremony."

　　 This is a special ceremony collected by the church, and it is said that it can change luck in a short time. But luck is invisible, intangible, and impossible to quantify. Church records can no longer trace the origin of this ceremony, so it can only be "said."

　　 There are many rituals that can change luck, but those that can produce significant effects all require a lot of treasured materials. If this is the case, Jenkins gritted his teeth and borrowed some gold pounds from his father, but luck-related rituals need to be held at a specific time of the year.

　　 Jenkins can only perform the cheapest and least reliable one first, but fortunately, records show that this ritual has no harmful effects-except that it costs some money to make your wallet empty.

　　 Due to a lot of learning new rituals recently, Jenkins's savings are almost empty. While looking forward to the "Stories of Foreign Landers" that has been printed, he hopes that the Archon Vatican in the royal capital will reward him with money.

　　 That rainy night, he threw out his two inferior burst spells but they were useless. Therefore, there are no long-range attack items in his hand. Although the old man taught some of the more dangerous items that he personally treasures, whether it is the [Drone's Bone] with a shelf life of only one day, or the cheaper [Minor Frost] Enchanting], he has not collected enough materials.

　　 Dad said that he has all these materials, but qualified gifters must learn to collect items by themselves.

　　嘚嘚嘚嘚’s carriage left the city limits, and the smog covering the sky was also reduced. The carriage driver managed to get the extra fare from the old man in the end.

　　 When Jenkins carried his suitcase and followed his father to the road outside the town, the coachman took off his hat and bowed to the two of them.

　　 The building called Wien Castle is right next to the town, and within a ten-minute walk you can see the spire of the castle.

　　 Jenkins originally thought this was just a larger country house, but it was really a castle.

Chapter 56 Chapter 54 Haunted?

"listen."

　　 The old man remembered something, turned around and said to Jenkins:

　　 "You may see some colleagues in a while, some of them are also benefactors, but they are not registered. Don't make a fuss and follow me quietly."

Jenkins nodded quickly. In this world where there are weird and supernatural factors, no one knows what will be dug out underneath. People who can open antique shops must have some skills, or at least know some occult knowledge, otherwise It's already cold.

　　 An old man in black leather shoes and a tuxedo was standing in the shade at the gate of the castle, but he did not greet him when he saw the old man and Jenkins approaching.

　　 The old man exchanged a few words with him and briefly explained his identity. The old man nodded and let them in.

　　 "Who is the so-called butler?"

　　 After entering the castle, Jenkins asked quietly.

　　 This is the first time he has seen someone in this kind of profession. Although the Williams family has some money, they are not yet qualified to hire a housekeeper. Only true nobles or industrial factory owners can have this qualification. Because you must have at least a decent property, otherwise it would be useless to have a housekeeper.

　　 Although the housekeeper just now is not arrogant, his attitude towards the two is not very friendly.

　　 "Yes, oh, the short man Stewart who just walked the corner just now, he actually arrived earlier than me!"

　　 The old man has nothing to do with housekeeping and other things, pulling Jenkins like walking in a castle.