Hearing Jenkins's "confident" answer, the screaming lady also walked to the table and gave Jenkins 5 pence.

　　 "Your love road is bumpy. Please refuse any admirer within two years. True love will appear in two years."

　　 Jenkins said.

　　 "Then what about us?"

　　 The two women who didn't speak except Britney asked together. They looked very similar. They should be twins, but only one of them opened their handbags while talking.

　　 "Don't believe those men who look great, they are ordinary but talented young men who suit you. Yes, the other is the same."

　　 He was too lazy to make up inexplicable words, and he regretted choosing to hide here.

　　 After the two similar-looking ladies stepped back, Britney also walked to the table and gave Jenkins 5 pence like friends.

　　 "I knew it would be like this... When I saw Hathaway in the evening, she must tell her about it, and she will laugh at me."

　　 He collected the money sternly, then coughed and said:

　　 "You have found love, so why bother to ask me?"

　　 The twins behind Britney immediately began to whisper. Jenkins had excellent hearing and heard Hathaway's name vaguely.

"I have found?"

　　 Brian asked back, a little hesitant on her face.

　　 Jenkins did not speak immediately, but twisted his fingers. Goldilocks glared at him, but this time he couldn't find the change. Jenkins said that he could find the change. Brian did not ask for the change, but let him speak the whole thing.

　　 "Yes, the future predicted by your love is quite complicated. It is a different kind of love from ordinary people. But it is very happy and very happy. You don't need to worry about it. Destiny loves you, madam, this is what many people dream of."

　　 He didn't dare to speak too clearly, worried that this would expose himself. But I didn't expect that Britney noticed the lazy cat lying next to Jenkins, and thought of Jenkins horribly, so she took out a one-shilling banknote from her bag and gave it to him:

　　 "I'm going to help my friend fortunetelling. His name is Jenkins Williams, a 21-year-old man born by Nolan. Since you can divination without any conditions, please tell me."

　　 Jenkins put away the paper currency without changing his face, knowing in his heart that this issue is quite critical, and if he says something wrong, he may cause suspicion. Britney might not have imagined that the man with the hook nose in front of him was Jenkins, but it was possible that he suspected that this was someone he sent.

　　 "Jenkins Williams... seems to have heard the name from somewhere. He..."

　　 He took a deep breath and saw the scrutinizing gaze in Britney’s eyes:

　　 "He has an ill-fated, noble birth, yes, extremely noble."

　　 This is an obvious mistake, Jenkins Williams is a real son of a commoner.

　　 "Unrestrained personality, likes to associate with beautiful ladies, is a playboy."

　　 This is also wrong. Jenkins thinks that although he is scumbag, he is still very conservative and traditional inside.

　　 "He is so talented and talented."

　　 There must always be some "divination" that fits the true characteristics of Jenkins, otherwise Brian will definitely suspect that everything is wrong.

　　 "So, this is a typical aristocratic youth with a noble background, maybe it's a prince. My divination turned out like this."

　　 He pretended to be a profound ending, but Brian didn't even look at him. After thanking him, she seemed to run away, turning around and leaving with her friends.

　　 "So am I overdone?"

　　 was sitting behind the table with an expressionless face, and his distorted face was printed on the crystal ball next to the cat.

　　 After leaving the divination tent, Britney and his party walked around like ordinary girls coming to play, and then went to the towers in the center of the camp.

　　 These towers were built by dark-hearted merchants who stored wood here in summer, autumn and winter, and each tower was rented out separately. In the memory of the original owner, the Church of the Sage rented one of them when Jenkins was 9 years old to sell books printed by the church for missionary purposes.

　　 But this year these towers were rented out to private individuals. According to Jenkins’ impression of having turned around in advance, the tower that the ladies went to should sell cheap spices.

　　The ingredients of those spices are suspicious. They do smell scent, but they also have a pungent and strange smell. This is definitely not a natural ingredient. It is more like a by-product in the chemical industry after rough processing and then being sold.

　　 So don’t worry about these spices, they are also related to the [Scent Appreciation Committee], because the group of people make high-end goods, and it is an insult to them to make these inferior goods.

　　 "So what do Britney and the others want to do?"

　　 He raised his head to look at the aura of the spell on Britney's body, and then watched it continue to spin up, which meant that Britney was climbing the stairs.

　　 The group probably stayed on the third floor, and then stopped moving. And just when Jenkins wondered if he should be closer, or if it was enough now, a new aura appeared, which was the purple that represented destiny.

"Oh?"

　　 The brightness of the aura is quite strong, like a purple sun suppressing the luster of the charm on Britney's body. This definitely reached the level of numbered items, and even a fairly strong numbered item.

"How is this going?"

　　 He couldn't sit still anymore. Although Hathaway didn't ask for it, as a lover of the girls, he had an obligation to keep them away from any danger. Jenkins doesn't know what it is, but Britney and her friends are ordinary people, and contact with anything related to the transcendence is risky.

　　 "Coco...Coconut, don't sleep, come with me!"

　　 The cat didn't know when he kicked the crystal ball aside, and he slumped on the cushion where the crystal ball was originally placed. He got up reluctantly when he heard Jenkins talking, then saw his body shape and face change rapidly, and finally turned into a woman about the same height as Britney.

　　 is also in his twenties, but his face is stern, which makes Chocolate unconsciously think of the mother of the three Williams brothers.

　　 "Hurry up and change it for me!"

　　 He said to his cat, and the cat immediately began to transform. Its body size became slightly smaller, and at the same time its coat color quickly became lighter. In the end, all the hair became pale white, only the ear area on the head had gray hair. This is a typical Scottish fold cat.

　　 "Very good, become good."

　　 He patted his well-behaved cat, instead of putting it on his shoulder, he hugged it up, like an aristocratic girl treated his pet.

　　 then walked out of the tent naturally, and did not forget to put a wooden sign for the suspension of business in front of the tent. Then he walked to the tower where Briney was, and he soon disappeared in the bustling crowd.

　　 Because it didn't seem suspicious, Jenkins entered the tower smoothly. He pretended to be a guest and went up the stairs one after another, checking the spices in the jars.

　　 There is no problem from the first floor to the second floor, but on the stairs to the third floor, he was politely stopped by two men with their hands on the stairs.

　　 "Sorry, miss, do you have an invitation letter?"

"Invitation card?"

　　 Jenkins asked rhetorically.

　　 "Yes, the host here only entertains ladies who have an invitation letter upstairs. There are more expensive spices."

Of course, Jenkins did not have an invitation letter. After expressing his proper curiosity, he returned to the second floor. After waiting for a few minutes, he saw another group of stylishly dressed ladies come upstairs. What was displayed was not a paper invitation letter, but something like a pendant.

　　 "Interesting."

　　 Thinking like this, he bowed his head and picked up a small stone from under his feet, holding it in his palm, and then walked up the stairs generously:

　　 "I found the invitation letter. Look, this is the invitation letter."

　　 He showed the stone in his hand to the guards. They carefully checked the stone one by one, and then let the position of the stairway open, and welcomed Jenkins to continue walking up.

　　 The area of ​​the third floor is the same as that of the second floor, except that the space is not divided by wooden walls, so it looks very wide. A lot of people have already come above, and they are all young girls at a glance, some of whom Jenkins still knows. He had met these people when he had participated in the reading salon and dance party invited by Hathaway before.

　　 "So what exactly is this going to do."

　　Because he was a "stranger", Jenkins was very cautious and didn't ask someone to talk to him. Instead, he stood in a corner closer to Britney, and then began to search for the thing with purple aura.

　　 But probably because the cat he was holding was too cute, it didn't take long for someone to come and talk to him. Then five or six girls stood beside Jenkins and talked to him about the details of raising cats and the issue of pet cat breeds.

　　 This is not just Jenkins, even the cat being held is upset.

　　 But it is not without benefits, at least Jenkins figured out that this is an auction, used to auction some things that are not convenient for public display.

　　The girls who can come here are mostly from prominent backgrounds and have nothing to do, just like Britney. The dazzling purple aura that Jenkins saw just now should also be one of the items on sale, but I don't know why the aura disappeared again after getting close.

　　 Jenkins recorded in his heart what he saw and heard in order to report to Hathaway at night. The waiting time was not long, because he wasted a lot of drinking time looking for a way to mix up.

　　 The auction started soon, and various peculiar items were sold in turn.

These auction items are very interesting. They are not valuable. Although most of them are ordinary daily necessities, such as wearing red high heels with only one left, handkerchiefs that have been scraped out of a hole, and broken bronze mirrors, each item is There is a story behind it.

　　 This is not a deceit, but that these items are really accompanied by the story. At least when Jenkins listened to those narrations, [Lie] never prompted a lie once in the priesthood.

　　 The girls bought these things for the stories and morals, or just liked the stories; while the auctioneer worked hard to collect these peculiar items and then sell them at a high price.

　　 This is a virtuous cycle. Although it is not authentic to win women’s tears and gold pounds with stories, it is indeed not against the law, nor against morality in Jenkins' view. In his opinion, there is no problem with Britney participating in this kind of activity, but he doesn't know what Hathaway would think.

Chapter 1303 Thousandth 282 Chapter Ghoul and Fire

　　 The item with the bright purple aura finally appeared, but it was not the final product, and probably the auctioneer did not know its true value.

Only one-third of the bronze mirror left on that side was placed in a stone box. The six sides of the stone box were all carved with different patterns. Jenkins could tell at a glance that this was definitely not a human of this era. Creation is like the decorative style of dwarves who have disappeared in the material world for many years.

　　 "So that's it, this box can conceal the aura..."

　　 Jenkins understood in his heart, and then, listening to the man standing next to the box, he told a poignant love story of male and female tomb robbers. He didn't lie and told the ladies directly that this was a funerary from the ancient tomb, so Jenkins didn't have many competitors. After his third price increase, no one wanted to compete with him.

　　 Ten minutes later, Jenkins, who had paid to reappear at the venue, had already obtained the stone box and the broken bronze mirror inside.

　　 "This is too simple, and it's just an antique value. This stone box is far more than the price I auctioned...Has the Hermit of Destiny take care of me again?"

　　 was happy in his heart, and at the same time wondering whether he should talk to Britney before the auction ended, but saw the middle-aged accountant who had just issued the receipt come over with a sad expression, and then said in a very low voice:

　　 "Sorry lady, about this auction item...something went wrong, can you come to the office over there with me?"

Jenkins glanced at him suspiciously, then took another look at the direction of the office, and then saw two gifters standing in the room, and their auras were very strange, not like human gifters, but somewhat similar to those we've seen some time ago. The vampire kind of gift.

"......Ok."

　　 After hesitating for a while, he agreed. After all, there are too many ordinary people here, so it's better to go to a more remote place.

　　 There were already three people in the office where I paid for the receipt just now. The middle-aged accountant introduced them in turn. Standing behind the desk is the actual owner of the tower, which is the organizer of this auction, Mr. Dubai. The other two in black formal wear are guests who want to buy that one. Shixia guests.

　　 There was a strong smell of inferior perfume on their bodies, which made Jenkins who had just walked into the door and the cat on his shoulder almost coughed.

　　 "Madam, in fact, our goal today is also this stone box, but it's just a step too late. You can make a price, and we can accept prices below 100 pounds."

　　 The tall man said in a lingua franca with a very heavy accent. Jenkins could not tell where the accent was, but he was so stiff, as if he couldn't control his mouth.

　　 "Sorry, I also like this thing very much, and I am not short of money."

　　 Close observation, Jenkins has determined that these two people are humanoid alien creatures, but can't distinguish races.

　　 "Sorry, I repeat, I want to buy what you are holding for 1 penny, can I?"

　　 As the short man spoke and waved suddenly, the invisible aura swept across the room. Mr. Dubai and the middle-aged accountant who acted as intermediaries closed their eyes unknowingly, but still stood and kept being hypnotized.

　　 Jenkins also closed his eyes but opened them immediately. He just blinked and shook his head in the surprised expression of the other party:

　　 "I'll say it again, I won't sell it."

　　 "Human gifter? Oops, we exposed!"

　　 In shock, the two overly serious men in black formal wear took a step back. One of them subconsciously stretched out his right hand to Jenkins. The long gray nails immediately pierced the front of the glove and extended, and Jenkins also saw his shriveled gray fingers that looked like bacon.

　　 "It turns out that perfume is used to cover up the body odor...you are ghouls!"

　　 The two people whose identities were pierced had no intention of concealing them, and they rushed towards Jenkins. Ghouls and humans are completely opposite races no matter what era they are in. They will be hunted down as soon as they are found, so it is understandable that they made up their minds to kill Jenkins so quickly.

　　 Jenkins, who had been prepared for a long time, didn't back up, took a breath and then spit out a bright ball of fire in front of him.

　　 Two ghouls were hit head-on by the flame, but the faint water pattern on their bodies kept Jenkins's gift of fire out. Ghouls are a race that hates flames, and [fire avoidance] and even higher derivative rituals are quite common in this species.

But that was not an ordinary flame after all. As Jenkins stepped back quickly, the ghouls were getting closer to him, but the flames had burned through the most surface water patterns, and then burned two obviously specially treated clothes into pieces. The cloth piece.

　　 Jenkins’ enemies once again realized the weirdness of the flame, and did not care about attacking him again, but retreated to the window tacitly. At the same time, they tore off the clothes that were still burning to prevent the flames from burning on their bodies.

　　 And under the clothes, there is an extremely ugly and disgusting bloated body. Every muscle looks like a malignant tumor, and the decayed gray skin makes people think of plague and death at a glance. This is the alien ghoul, and Mr. White Cat also mentioned these weird creatures at a party not long ago.

　　 "Human~"

　　 They continued to talk to Jenkins in a very awkward common language, but then did not attack Jenkins. Instead, they rushed to Mr. Dubai and the middle-aged accountant who were standing with their eyes closed.

　　 Jenkins immediately threw the swordsman chess piece in his hand towards Mr. Dubai, who was a little further away, and he made a big jump, swinging his sword from above to another ghoul beside the accountant.

These two ghouls have a high level of gifters, both of which are level 6. The one that was hit by Jenkins actually didn’t care about his injuries at all, and even fixed Jenkins’ sword with a chest injury, and then slapped his claws at him. head of.

　　 "I'm so stupid that I stabbed a ghoul in the heart with a sword."

　　 He thought so, so he repeated his technique and sprayed flames forward again. But I didn't expect the other party to lie down swiftly and avoid the fire of gifts, and then rolled to Jenkins's side. As he got up, his paws quickly patted his back.

This sudden blow made Jenkins staggered into a side wall. Seeing the opponent's reluctant attack, he didn't care about healing himself first. Instead, he jumped up again with his palms open and slammed against the wall. The palm of his hand was frozen on the wall under the action of the ice, and Jenkins was equivalent to staying in the sky.

The enemy below 　　 was taken aback, then squatted down and wanted to jump up. But the few seconds it has delayed is enough for Jenkins to use [Profane Production].

While 　　 took off, three aggressive vines like snakes dropped from top to bottom, directly inserted into its temples, and hung it in the air.

"one left!"

Waved out the sword inserted in the chest of the ghoul, and flicked it in the air with the infusion of the spirit. The white sword light flew out and slashed straight to the other ghoul who was fighting the swordsman chess piece. The back.

　　 But it didn't work. At the moment the two hit each other, Jenkins heard the sound of iron and stone colliding. The ghoul did not move his upper body, his neck twisted 180 degrees and looked back. When he saw that his companion was knocked down, he immediately hit the swordsman's ice blade, and then stretched his leg to kick the swordsman against the wall. side.