This night is about to pass. Although the eastern sky is still groggy, according to Jenkins's estimation, within half an hour to an hour, the first ray of sun will shine on Nolan.

Confirming that the benefactors of the Ocean Temple have recovered the fisherman's body, Jenkins left the dock area and settled the gang members who traded contraband—those cigarettes—in the dark alley. At this time, they had already walked to his home. It's near.

　　 The cat has been in a sleep-wake-up cycle all night. At this moment, he sensed that he was about to get home, jumped off Jenkins's shoulder, and ran to the left side of the road leading to St. George Street like a rabbit. It crouched at the intersection and looked back at Jenkins pitifully, as if asking why Jenkins didn't go home. Jenkins could only pick up the cats that were lying on the ground and didn't want to leave, and promised it that they would go home as soon as possible.

　　 It has not been long since dawn, Jenkins intends to solve one more thing, no matter what it is, and then fly directly to the evergreen forest to see the dragon.

　　 He walked aimlessly along the straight road from west to east, scanning the storefronts on the street, and he caught Hathaway's aura within a few steps. The location of Emmanuel was not far from the underground. Jenkins calculated the location, which should be the underground training ground of Mr. Ink Club.

　　Mr. Ink Club is a club for practicing guns introduced to Jenkins by the old man. It is between the formal and the informal and was established by the followers of the false **** of firearms.

　　 "Strange, Hathaway was practicing guns so early, don't ladies like to use enough sleep to keep their skin white and tender?"

　　 He walked into the alley where the club entrance was in doubt, and after showing his membership certificate, he also entered the underground training ground. It was still late at night and there were not many people in the training ground. With the help of his own eyes, Jenkins quickly found the approximate position of Hathaway.

　　 She was not there by herself, and Miss Windsor was with her.

"Ok?"

　　 This combination was something Jenkins didn't expect, so he walked to a corner and stood silently without saying hello. He wanted to see what the two ladies were doing here so late.

　　Even though they were at the gun training ground, neither Hathaway nor Miss Windsor had a gun. They both wore simple protective gear outside of clothes that were convenient for exercise, and then held swords separately. The lighting here is fine, and the gas lamp can well show that the two swords are sharp.

Miss Windsor likes sword weapons. Jenkins knows that she has a sword in her carriage. Although Hathaway is proficient in music-related abilities, she also has a sword as a weapon. It is Jenkins as Mr. Candle. It was sold to her in exchange for the chain ability of [My God is here].

　　 Jenkins did not hear the previous conversation, but when he came here, the two should have been talking for a long time.

　　 "...I can't allow it, it's absolutely impossible."

　　 This is Hathaway's voice. She simply coiled her long red hair behind her head, coupled with the white sleeved white shirt, which made her look exceptionally capable.

　　 "I'm not asking for your opinion, just telling you this fact. Of course it is immoral for me to do this, but you know I have to do it."

　　Ms. Windsor replied that instead of having her head crossed, she used a lot of hairpins to pin her hair up. She wore a dark shirt under the protective gear and brown strappy boots under her feet.

About the alliance between Miss Windsor and Jenkins, Jenkins has already told Hathaway, he also told Hathaway, he decided to fight for the throne, and plans to find time for Hathaway, Britney and Dolores in the near future. Meet Alexia. But logically speaking, Miss Windsor and Hathaway have no intersection, and their relationship is limited to Jenkins taking them to the banquet together.

　　 "You liar, thief."

　　 Hathaway rebuked loudly. She probably thought that there was no one in the underground gun training ground at this time, so she was not polite.

　　 "Do you know how long it took me and how much time it took to make him what he is now?"

　　 said, holding the sword and striding towards Miss Windsor, and then slashing down fiercely. Her movements were not fast, and Miss Windsor easily held her sword with the weapon in her hand. But Hathaway's strength is very strong, at least as a gifter much bigger than an ordinary woman, Miss Windsor's face turned red all at once, and it was obviously overwhelming.

　　 "Do you know what he was like when I first met him?"

　　 Hathaway took a step back and took a sword flower in her hand, stabbed the sword forward, easily broke through Miss Windsor's defense, and pierced the clothes under her armpit with a small mouth. Miss Windsor quickly stepped back and slammed Hathaway's sword aside, but Hathaway pressed harder step by step. The two swords fought a few times between the two. I wonder if it was an illusion. Jenkins thought he saw a spark.

　　 "I emphasize it again, I know I'm not ethical in doing this."

Miss Windsor said while reluctantly parrying that she may be a master of swordsmanship, but Hathaway's strength, speed and response are far beyond hers. The swordsmanship she has learned is not enough to smooth out the disadvantages brought about by this huge difference in attributes. .

　　 "That's why I will tell you what I did instead of doing it directly."

　　 Her voice was wide and clear, without any pretentiousness, she swung her swords diagonally from the top to the bottom with both hands, but Hathaway only lifted it up with one hand and held up the counterattack that Miss Windsor had finally made.

　　 "I can allow him to find other women because he took the initiative to tell me, and I am helpless. But this does not mean that I really hope that the idiot who likes cats has more close girls!"

　　 The red-haired girl with her hair tied behind her head stabs forward again, which is also just a small slit in Miss Windsor's waist. Hathaway retracted the sword gracefully, turned around and quickly thought of three swords in front of him like a sword dance. Miss Windsor barely blocked the first sword, and shifted the second sword with the iron bracer of the wrist, but the third The sword couldn't stop it, and Hathaway pointed the tip of the sword directly to her throat.

　　 Hathaway used her nose to "hum~", then took a step back and made an attack preparation action again:

　　 "It took me so hard to make Jenkins what I am now, how can I let you pick it up for nothing?"

　　 The red-haired lady also switched to holding swords in both hands this time, and Miss Windsor caught her breath and stared at her wrists.

　　 "You know, this is for our alliance."

　　 "Hmph, I also know your cooperation, but are you cooperating in bed?"

Chapter 1644 The first thousand six hundred and eighteenth chapter Hathaway's confession

　　 "Jenkins has his own power, I want to join him, I must win the trust of him, I never believe in verbal alliances."

　　 Miss Windsor said while defending.

　　 Alexia said about this, and Jenkins said he didn't believe it at the time. Miss Windsor used this reason to prevaricate Hathaway, and Hathaway didn't believe it either:

"Is it just because of cooperation? Just to win his trust? You say this, but you directly describe yourself as a villain who is in the limelight. But how I feel, this is all an excuse. What you really want is ——"

　　 Hathaway condemned, and once again stabbed forward with both hands with the sword in both hands, she looked quite angry.

Miss Windsor had already prepared to step back. Taking advantage of the opportunity that Hathaway’s old strength was not yet new, she used her sword to push the opponent's sword aside, and then slid forward, holding the sword. The wrist pressed against Hathaway's chest.

"What you want is him! We are all about the same age, do you think I can't see your eyes? Jessica Windsor, there is nothing so cheap in this world! You know that Jenkins has become like this, How much effort did I use?"

　　 "I repeat, I made the proposal only because of our cooperation."

　　 Lies, this is the judgment of Jenkins standing aside.

　　Miss Windsor’s wrist pressed against Hathaway’s chest. In this way, she tried to make Hathaway lose her balance and fall backward. But Hathaway had already turned sideways before the two sides touched, so although she was hit, she was not actually affected.

　　 "I don't think this is just because of cooperation, you are lying."

　　 The red-haired girl said unceremoniously, and slammed into Miss Windsor sideways, and Miss Windsor immediately fell backwards. Hathaway stepped forward again, freed her left hand to embrace her waist, then turned around and hugged Miss Windsor before the back of her head hit the ground.

　　Miss Windsor, lying in Hathaway's arms, blushed on her back and looked at the red-haired girl with sweat on her face under the gas light. The blush was not only because of the shame of being pierced in her mind, but also because of the violent exercise just now.

　　 She struggled to leave Hathaway suddenly, picked up the sword she had dropped before she fell to the ground, kept her distance from Hathaway, and made an attack again.

　　 "Even if I am selfish, what about it? In love and war, there is no reason. You are not married yet, so I tell you in advance what I want to do. I think I have done my best."

　　Miss Windsor said loudly, using words to cover up her embarrassment.

　　 "Love? Do you know what love is?"

　　 Hathaway sarcastically, like Miss Windsor, made a gesture of holding the sword in both hands and pointing the sword tip towards the sky.

"I think I understand, at least I think I understand. Although I don't meet him many times, I also know what kind of person he is. I don't think I will meet a better man than him. I make up my mind. , But that time he saved me in the alley."

　　 "So you understand love as gratitude?"

　　 Hathaway said this deliberately, her breath was steady, and the few moves just now didn't consume much energy at all. This was in sharp contrast with Miss Windsor who was panting violently.

"That may be your understanding. I know what I am doing is immoral, but at least I didn’t do it privately, but took the initiative to tell you what I was going to do. I like him, so I want to pursue him, and it’s Pursuing him by fair means is immoral, but at least there is nothing wrong with it!"

　　Miss Windsor shot back unceremoniously, and the two moved forward at the same time and then slammed their swords. This time Jenkins could be sure that Mars really appeared.

　　 He stood in that corner a little embarrassed, not knowing whether he should show up for a while. Chocolate, which was originally a little groggy, was completely awake at this moment, and he was quite interested in lying on Jenkins's shoulder watching the fight between two human women. It liked to watch this.

　　 "I just inform you, this does not mean that I am asking for your opinion. Hathaway Hesha, you are not Hathaway Williams, you have no reason to blame me."

　　 They are almost face to face, and the two swords are really close to each other and wrestle. There is reason to believe that Hathaway did not use all his strength, Jenkins does not believe that Hathaway's strength is not better than Miss Windsor.

　　 "Jessica Windsor, you can say that now, but soon you will know how many people will blame you."

　　 Hathaway said coldly, she was quite aware that she was not the only one who would oppose this matter, and this is not a matter for her alone:

　　 "And you thought Jenkins would get into your bed so easily? Do you know how much effort I took to...?"

　　 It seems that because of thinking of something extremely irritating, Hathaway violently slammed Miss Windsor away with her sword, holding the sword backwards to accumulate power, and then thrust forward three times in a row. Miss Windsor couldn't help it, and there were three more tears in the clothes on the collar, cuffs and right arm.

"For him, I can get rid of everything except Britney! If he forces me to choose someone between Britney and him, I will bless both of them and commit suicide. Although the relationship between us is twisted, but I am willing to give everything I have for this. Jenkins is my soul."

　　 The red-haired girl took the sword and said, her pronunciation was clear, and her face was serious. These words that hit the soul directly made Jenkins, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping, feel ashamed.

　　 "I don't have the passionate soul of yours, Hesha, but I am willing to give my life for Jenkins."

　　Miss Windsor also closed the sword. Although she spoke slowly, she also made up her mind:

"This is the first man I have come to see. Since his duel in the prom last year, I have fallen in love with him. I am not a girl who has been dazzled by love, but I know what I am doing. I know that he wants to be king, so I will go all out to support him. He deserves this, and I also have the right to chase love."

　　 "It's boring, you don't deserve to be my opponent."

　　 Hathaway directly dropped the sword in her hand, not seeing the more than a dozen gaps in her clothes, so Miss Windsor, who looked a little embarrassed, walked out of the field.

　　 She left here without looking back, ignoring Jenkins in the corner, who almost blended with the shadows. Hathaway's hearing is quite sensitive. If it weren't for being too focused on this matter, she would have heard Jenkins's deliberately suppressed breathing.

　　 Soon, Miss Windsor also left here in despair. Jenkins just walked out to look at the two training swords that were thrown down. All of a sudden, there were mixed feelings, and he felt that he was getting more and more wrong.

　　 "But I really didn't do anything this time..."

　　 He thought distressedly, but agreed with Hathaway's view that he should not increase the number of future "Mrs. Williams" groups, otherwise his mother Mary Williams would definitely make him more headache.

　　PS: Regarding the character of Miss Windsor, the original intention was to use these two chapters first to reveal that she has a good impression of Jenkins, and then the development of the later story will not appear abrupt. I did not expect the readers to react so much. Actually, from the first or second volume of this story, I don’t remember clearly, so I arranged for such a character to appear, and then she will definitely appear once in each volume, or at least be mentioned, of course, it will not be the last tool. People consume. The story of this character has been planned from the beginning of this book, there will be no starting point for the development of Xiaobaiwen.

Chapter 1645 Chapter 1619 Dragon Breath

　　 Leaving the Mr. Ink club, Jenkins didn't bother to look for other anomalous events. He directly summoned a unicorn and flew him to the Evergreen Forest. Perhaps it was the cold wind from the high altitude that made his mind sober. He realized that it was not the time to worry about this kind of thing at all. Although the relationship problem was the most unclear and messy problem he dealt with, it was not fatal now. You shouldn't think about these things when doing business things.

　　 The unicorn drove him to the outside of the valley where the Evergreen Forest was located. With the help of the night and the forest, Jenkins easily bypassed the checkpoint set by the Orthodox Church at the entrance of the valley and entered the forest.

　　 After struggling to climb the rope ladder to the platform in front of the dragon's lair, a stranger was already holding his chest with his hands in his arms, leaning on the stone wall and waiting for Jenkins.

　　 "So, you won't wait here all night, right?"

　　 Jenkins leaned on his leg to gasp and asked the gifted person who belonged to the tree house, and the other nodded, leaving his back to stand on the rock wall:

　　 "I didn't enter the city at all. As long as the other participants are resolved, even if I get a zero score, isn't it the first place?"

　　 the man said.

　　 "This logic is really very reasonable."

　　 Jenkins sincerely praised, he also thought of this method, so the performance at night is not hurried. He doesn't worry that the tree house person will be faster than him, because he knows that the other party will definitely "take the unusual path".

　　 He is in a irritable mood, so he doesn't mind talking nonsense with the other party for a while, the other party will not survive the sun.

　　 "Speaking of your organization, is there no one in your organization? For such an important matter, you have only sent a 7th-level gifter. What about your demigods? Let the believers of lies solve it?"

　　 Jenkins sarcastically said that the other party was not easily irritated by the words, but rather calmly said:

　　 "They have more important things to do."

　　 "So you have the confidence to beat me?"

　　 Jenkins asked again, and the other nodded silently and then showed the five rings on his right hand. Those rings are of different styles, but they are all numbered items. This is a very spectacular scene. If there is a show of wealth among the gifters, I am afraid it is nothing more than this:

　　 "We have prepared a whole epoch for the end of the era. You can't imagine how huge our organization is. This is a plan that has been planned for nearly a thousand years, and we are fully prepared."

　　 The man said, walking to the dragon's lair and watching Jenkins prepare to do it. Jenkins nodded, knowing that the demigod of the other party is really not much, so he can only rely on the numbered items to accumulate strength.

　　 silently took a step to the left as he thought, and then the dragon's breath sprayed from the hole directly overwhelmed the man.

　　 In the story of "The Legend of Dragon Slayer" in Blacktown, Jenkins was fortunate to see hundreds of dragons dancing in the sky. He has seen all kinds of dragons breathe out dragon's breath, and even stepped on the back of a beautiful and elegant silver dragon to fight with her.

　　 Obviously, the breath of the red dragon that strayed into the material world at the end of the eighteenth era was weaker than the breath of any dragon that Jenkins had ever seen.

But because the gifter from the tree house stood in front of the dragon's breath and fully suffered all the damage from this energy spit, when the red flame disappeared, there were only five falling rings on the ground. Beating, but soon all lay down.

　　 Jenkins bends down to pick up the five rings that are still carrying the temperature, pats the cat's paws off his shoulders, and then enters the dragon's lair.

　　 "I don't understand, how dare he do something here."

　　 Jenkins asked suspiciously, his voice echoing in the cave.

"I lied to him and told him that the Orthodox Church would not care about the battle that took place at the door of my residence. I also told him that the two people who participated in this mini game, one is a descendant of the Dragon Knight family, and the other is because After the ritual, an ordinary benefactor with a weak dragon vein. It seems that he really doesn't know you. I thought he would be shocked when he saw your face just now."

　　 replied lazily like a dragon who had just woke up, and then saw the five rings held by Jenkins:

　　 "It's a bit inappropriate to say that, but it's my trophy."

　　 It said cautiously, even if it knew that nothing should be taken from the man in front of him, the dragon's thirst for treasure was engraved in the blood, and besides... it was indeed his trophy.

　　 "Then you take it."

　　 Jenkins thought that the other party was right, so he took two steps forward and placed five rings on the ground in front of Red Dragon's head. The latter hesitated, and took a peek at the ill-looking cat.

　　 swallowed very hard, the dragon stretched out his huge claws, and cautiously pushed two of the rings to Jenkins. Of course, to Jenkins, this is like a road roller pushing the ring:

　　 "I have a share, I am not a stingy dragon."

　　The dragon defended his behavior. Jenkins saw that it didn't look like a joke, so he picked up the two similar-shaped rings, one red and one blue, and put them in his pocket.

　　 There were three participants in the night game. In addition to Jenkins and the person who was burnt just now, there was also Jenkins’ friend Miss Knight.

Jenkins placed the "credentials" he took away after the settlement of the incident last night in front of the red dragon, and then thought about waiting for Miss Knight to come, and then explain the bark, confetti, burnt yarn **** and other garbage in front of him. What happened, but I didn't expect the dragon to directly announce the end of the game: