He asked again, but this time he didn't get an answer from Squirrel. Only then did I realize that it was a foolish act to inquire about the human-made calendar from a wild animal. The big-tailed squirrel seemed to comfort Jenkins, threw the fruit held by its little paw to him, and then jumped to another branch and disappeared. In the depths of the jungle.

　　 "If not surprisingly, this time the enemy should be a troublesome thing."

　　 After lunch, the men and women who came to the small town for outing left one after another, and soon there was only one young man who had eaten a meal and put his hat on his face and fell asleep in the morning. He has beautiful short blond hair, a slender figure, and good features. Even in a big city like Nolan, this is a handsome young man, let alone such a remote town.

　　 The female companions around him were driven away by him, leaving the young man alone to enjoy a peaceful afternoon sleep. Jenkins waited patiently for two hours before seeing him wake up. He sat on the grass in front of the lake for a while and was stunned. When he was packing up his things to leave, he suddenly looked at the lake not far away.

　　From Jenkins's perspective, he didn't notice any abnormality in that direction, but the young man seemed to have seen something incredible, put down the tablecloth in a daze, and staggered towards the lake.

　　 Jenkins walked a few steps and walked out of the forest, and saw the young man kneeling on one knee by the lake, lowered his head and started talking to the lake.

　　 Because he is facing Jenkins, Jenkins cannot see his expression, but the voice and tone are undoubtedly talking to the girl he admires.

　　 The youth quickly noticed someone behind him. When he turned to see a strange man, he immediately stood up in a panic, then lowered his head and passed by Jenkins, carrying his own things and walking towards the forest.

　　 did not continue to approach the lake, Jenkins quickly walked towards the youth. The latter heard footsteps and wanted to leave quickly, but was soon overtaken by Jenkins.

"look into my eyes!"

　　 It is not difficult for Jenkins to get an ordinary person to tell the truth. Relying on the power of lies, he easily learned what had just happened. From the young man's point of view, after he woke up from a nap, he saw a beautiful girl standing on the lake like a legendary elf.

　　 After walking quickly, the girl had sunk in the lake, but she was still willing to talk to him with her face exposed.

　　 "Old-fashioned stories, why do young people in this world always like to admire elf girls? Is this racial prejudice?"

　　 To let the youth go home as soon as possible, Jenkins turned and walked in the direction he came.

　　 This time he removed the disguise of the black robe and returned to the original appearance, drew a shirt, black trousers, shoes, and tie to replace the current pajamas. He unbuttoned the top button of the shirt, straightened his hair with his hands, and walked to the lake with a gentle smile. Not long after I heard the sound of bubbles in the lake, I was standing on the grass with my hands down as if looking at the scenery, and soon I heard a playful laughter like a silver bell coming from the direction of the lake.

　　 looked up and saw a young elf girl with braids, covering her face and chuckling at her. Originally, I wondered just how beautiful the youth called "very beautiful", but now Jenkins knows it.

　　 Although it was the first time he saw a living elf woman, he did not believe that there was a prettier elf girl in this world.

　　 As if being tempted, he slowly walked towards the lake, and as he approached, the elf girl who was standing on the water in the middle of the lake also moved towards the shore.

　　 She seemed to be walking in a lake, except that she sank as she walked, leaving smooth ripples on the lake on both sides of her side. When it reached the shore, only one head remained above the lake.

　　 "My love..." (Human language)

　　 The girl in the lake whispered, Jenkins speeded up and walked to the shore, then knelt down on one knee and looked at the girl in the water. At such a close distance, all illusions and illusions were broken by his eyes. In the real field of vision, he was talking to a terrible skeleton, with the surface of the bone covered with moss.

　　 "Who are you?" (Elvish language)

　　 Jenkins asked in a low voice, slow and elegant.

　　 "I have waited for you here for thousands of years. We agreed to meet here again thousands of years ago." (Elvish)

　　 said the girl in the lake.

　　 "Is this true? It's my honor to be liked by a girl like you... Are you going with me now? My bed is very big."

　　 He said so.

　　 "Not yet, my love. I am imprisoned here by a vicious curse in order to wait for your return here."

　　 "Then how are we going to be together? I don't like living in the lake very much."

　　 "Today's midnight, bring me the blood of my dear ones, that is the only way to lift the curse, the only way..."

　　 The girl sank into the lake as she talked. After the dull voice from underwater disappeared, there was no sign of any trace in the clear lake water.

　　 Jenkins remained on one knee, with a hesitant and confused expression on his face. It took a long time to stand up again, and after turning around, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 He thinks he chose to read this third story really too right, and he has a very strong interest in this story. In the spare time of the stressful real life, occasionally experiencing this fairy-tale adventure is really comfortable for him.

　　More importantly, all this happened in the past. The time in this world has a strong ability to correct errors, and he does not worry that his actions will cause time confusion.

　　 "Let’s go back to town and have a look before midnight."

Chapter 1470 Chapter 1447: Time Paradox

　　 Compared with Jenkins, who is determined and has strong illusion resistance, the handsome young man who lived in the black town of the long past did not have the slightest resistance, and was charmed by the "Lake Girl".

　　 Because he asked his address in advance, Jenkins found his home easily. When he stepped in through the window, the young man was polishing the kitchen knife with a whetstone in the kitchen, with a chocolate look on his face when he knew the contents of the dinner tonight.

　　 Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around with a knife, because Jenkins kept his face now, so he didn't recognize that this was the strange person who had just met in the woods.

　　 "Are you still not repentant?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

　　 "What do I need to repent of? No, who are you? How did you break into my house?"

　　 "Poor man, may God bless you, do you really know what you are doing?"

　　 Jenkins took a step closer, the young man stepped back subconsciously, and then he noticed the clothes Jenkins intended to change. It was a pure black velvet robe, with a cross woven with silver silk thread on the chest, and through the neckline, you could see the white hard band (priest collar) around the neck inside.

　　 "Are you a priest?"

　　 "I'm here to rescue you."

　　 Jenkins stepped forward again, then suddenly grabbed the young man's right hand, and slowly took the kitchen knife out of his hand.

　　 "Do you remember what happened at the lake just now?"

　　 "That fairy girl..."

　　 The young man said confusedly on his face.

　　 Jenkins stretched out his right index finger and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. Just like the last time he tried to open the door in the story of Acorn, it was still blocked this time. But this time the source of the deception is not here, and compared to the acorn, the "Girl in the Lake" is obviously weaker, and this finger easily breaks the charm.

　　 "Oh, God, what am I doing?"

　　 The young man who understood everything fell to the ground with great fear. He wanted to grab Jenkins's trousers, but Jenkins subconsciously avoided it.

　　 "What should I do, oh, priest, what should I do?"

　　 "Only you can save you."

　　 Jenkins said as calmly as possible.

　　 "How can I rescue myself?"

　　 "It's very simple, and I will give you some hints you need."

　　 Jenkins has a calm smile on his face. Although he has never been a priest, his appropriate clothes and temperament make him seem to be a priest at this moment.

"I will solve what you saw in the lake, just tonight. But my help is not free. You need to do something for me. Yes, it’s simple, but it’s very long, and it’s long enough to be needed. Your family has always..."

　　 That night, Jenkins holding a water bag reappeared by the lake. There is tomato juice in the water sac, which cost him a lot of money, after all, the town itself does not produce tomatoes. But considering that the money does not belong to him, it is not a loss in essence.

　　 When Jenkins stepped on the grass again, a string of bubbles appeared in the center of the pitch-black lake. Then the elf girl walked out of the lake, standing on the water when she came to the shore, instead of sinking in the water like in the afternoon.

　　 "My love, have you brought the antidote I need?"

　　 "Yes, the blood is here."

　　 He shook the tomato juice in his hand:

　　 "Come and get it. I'm a little afraid of water. I can't swim like my pet."

　　 talked a little closer to the lake, but still some distance from the lake. The girl in the lake still has a soft smile on her face, and her body has a faint white light in the forest at night, illuminating the surroundings.

　　 She stepped her bare feet on the grass, and Jenkins nodded:

　　 "Yes, come and get it, right here."

　　 He could already imagine the moment when the girl approached, he drew his sword and chopped off the opponent's head.

　　 A strong wind blew by, and Jenkins' eyes caught a leaf falling on the lake behind the girl. But the falling leaves were still in the air at the moment the wind passed. Jenkins looked around and everything was still.

　　 He has encountered this kind of situation in the past, it is obvious that someone has suspended his time. But unlike in that horrible doomsday paradox, the master of another world directly stopped him from time to time. Although he felt the stagnation of his body and thinking this time, it was not very serious.

　　 squinted his eyes and turned to look behind him, wearing a black formal wear, a black top hat, a pair of black leather shoes, and the man standing there with a black suitcase.

　　 His face cannot be observed, because the entire face is emitting white light, even if Jenkins wears a single lens, he cannot see the truth behind that white light. This is not a human being, or even any ordinary race. The first time Jenkins saw it, he seemed to see the long river of time connecting the past and the future behind him.

"It's an honor to meet you, the **** of lies in the future. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am the [Time Paradoxer] to which my lord [Closed Circle] belongs. Using the number at the correct time point, I am It's B-12-1-9999." (Chapter 1199)

　　 The strange man took off his hat and bowed deeply to Jenkins.

　　 Jenkins had read about this strange species in Nolan’s church. They are one of the few races that can jump freely in the long river of time, and are responsible for maintaining the closure and stability of the timeline. Although they are rude and unscrupulous, the Orthodox Church generally believes that these creatures are beneficial to the world. When they appear, church members should provide assistance as much as possible.

　　 "Maintain time stability...I should have thought...so what are you here for? To punish me?"

　　 "Don't be kidding me, it is your freedom for the gods to travel for a long time. I just want to tell you that this thing is best not to be wiped out now...Of course, this is just a suggestion."

　　 The time paradoxer pointed to the still "girl in the lake", she kept the movement of stepping still there, her bare left foot had not even been put down.

　　 "Why? I think there should always be some reasons. If I solve it now, it will cause distortion of the timeline?"

"No, but history still needs it. Although even if it disappears now, the stability of time will find another alternative, but it is best not to do this. It is not an insult to you, but... you Now is not a complete **** who has escaped from the material world. The time you intervene will affect the time you are at to a certain extent. Although only a few important and critical events will affect it, your two time interventions just now will not affect the time. It creates ripples in the river, but the ripples that kill it may be larger."

　　 said the creature who claimed to be a time paradox.

　　PS: Someone asked me to tweet the book: "The Elegy of the Nightingale", author: I'm almost dizzy.

　　In the rolling wave of steam machinery, science and mystery coexist, faith and vows are intertwined, and the light of reason shines on the wandering soul.

　　 Pursuing the truth, thirsting for blood, evolution is the ultimate destiny.

　　 The wreckage of the old days rotted into ashes, giving birth to desperate soil, the stars were shining, and the night was about to come.

　　 This is the best time and the worst time.

Chapter 1471 The first thousand four hundred and forty-eight

　　 "All right. But how do I go back? The two time travels just now returned spontaneously after the incident was resolved."

　　 Jenkins thought for a few seconds, and approved the view of the strange humanoid creature in front of him.

　　 "It's very simple. The way you travel through time is a strange thing created by the power of our Lord. You can return as long as you touch a part of the strange thing."

　　 As he said, he directly inserted his hand into the void, and then took out a few pages of the yellowed thread-bound book from the air.

"I will temporarily seal the'maiden' in the lake, wait until it should appear, and then release it. After it has played its role, I will seal it again. When you return to the time you were at, you can Dispose of it as you like."

　　 walked forward and respectfully handed a few pages of "Secrets of Black Town" to Jenkins.

　　 "What is the origin of these pages...?"

　　 "Since my lord chooses you to obtain them, it means that my lord believes that you need to keep entering the past to maintain the closure of time. I can't guess what a noble person like you thinks, but it makes sense to come here."

　　 He put his right hand on his left shoulder, leaned slightly to greet Jenkins, and then Jenkins woke up from the bed.

　　 "Hoo~"

　　 He panted heavily, looked at the extra paper in his hand, and put them together with the two stories just now.

　　 "A master is participating again? But what exactly does He want me to do? Why is it always looking for me?"

　　 Jenkins said to himself, and then left his bed again. Seeing that the cat still didn't want to leave with him, he went to the corridor alone and knocked on the door of Father Flatt's room opposite.

　　 "Oh, good evening, St. William, what can I do for you?"

　　 The priest who opened the door saw that the knocker was Jenkins and asked immediately.

"I took a nap just now, and I had a strange dream. My dreams are usually predictive, so I want to tell you. I dreamt that under the lake where we parked the airship, there was a sealed one. A trick. The body of that trick is a skeleton, and it has a very powerful charm and illusion ability."

　　 "I see, since the body is a skeleton, I think the grave guards in the church may be able to help."

　　 Father Follett completely believed in the information provided by Jenkins, and did not even question that his dream was too detailed. With a few simple greetings, he changed into his clothes and was ready to deal with this matter. Jenkins did not follow, but went to the kitchen and asked for some hot tea, then returned to the room, ready to start the fourth story.

　　 Since the master is involved in this matter, then this matter must be meaningful. Although I don't know the [Closed Circle], based on the current information, this should be a master in charge of the time domain. Such an existence will certainly not be aimless.

　　 "Chocolate, are you uncomfortable?"

　　 He reached out and touched his cat, the chocolate still shrank into a ball without revealing his head. It was just because of Jenkins's touch that he moved the position a little, and the ring with the black stone sealed with the calamity came out from under his body.

　　 "Chocolate, did I take this away?"

　　 He said this deliberately, twisting the ring of the cat's claw and putting it in the pocket of his pajamas. But the cat still didn't move, just showed his face and looked at him, and then shrank into a ball again as if he was asleep.

　　 "Is the chocolate sleepy? No, it's not time for it to go to bed."

　　 Jenkins is very worried, but there is no other good way. He put his hand on his cat's body and used the inspiration of his life to receive its physical condition, but he found no abnormalities.

　　 "If you feel unwell, you must tell me."

　　 He said to Chocolate, and the cat finally responded with a soft cry this time.