There was a smile in the voice.

　　 "Well, thank you again."

　　 Jenkins said helplessly, and as expected, he only said half of his words.

Chapter 2006 Section 1976 Chapter Dolores' Reaction

　　 On the hill not far from Nolan Public Cemetery, everyone in the camp is still waiting nervously for the return of the believers of lies. In the tent closest to the central big bonfire, Dolores and Alexia sat at the table together, and the princess leaned on the shoulders of her teacher with some distress:

　　 "Let Jenkins take such a risk, am I doing something wrong?"

　　 "That was his decision, not yours. You just helped him achieve his hope. What's wrong with this?"

　　 Alexia comforted her students:

　　 "And you don't believe him so much? What kind of power does he have that you don't know?"

"But Jenkins is only a holy son, not a demigod. Even with so many savior abilities, he is not a demigod. Look, he can't even fly alone now. I'm worried about my father, but if the most important thing in my life Both men are because of..."

　　Dolores’ voice became weaker, and Aleksia pityed her student’s hair:

　　 "Stop, Dolores. I may be able to tell you some things, after all, Hathaway already knows, you probably know too."

"whats the matter?"

　　 Her Royal Highness immediately sat up straight and looked at her teacher.

　　 The short lady looked around and confirmed that no one was eavesdropping:

　　 "Before I say it, you have to be mentally prepared and make sure..."

　　 "I won't tell other people."

"I'm not worried about you telling others. After all, others won't believe it, and there is a high probability that you are crazy. I want you to assure you that no matter what you hear, you don't need to scream out loud, and don't bother after that Ask me more things."

　　 "Of course, I promise God!"

　　 Dolores raised a hand and said.

　　 The short lady nodded, pulled the hair beside Dolores' ears, then turned her face sideways, and said a word softly in her ear.

　　 After a short period of time, the two separated, and Alexia actually saw the surprise, sluggishness, and imperceptible panic on her student's face:

　　 "Your expression is the same as I thought."

　　 said, boringly picking up the teapot to add tea to himself:

　　 "I thought you would have more interesting reactions, such as screaming or giggling."

　　 "What you said is true?"

　　 Her Royal Highness, who took a long time to react, grabbed Alexia's arm and asked. This almost made Alexia pour tea on the book in front of her, and she asked angrily:

　　 "Is it fun to lie to you?"

　　 put down the tea cup and pressed Dolores' shoulders with both hands, so that the two sides could look at each other directly at close range:

　　 "Now answer me honestly-Dolores, do you always think that Jenkins is a normal person?"

　　 "Of course he is not normal... but who can think of such a thing? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

　　 Her Royal Highness asked again coyly.

　　 "Of course I didn't lie to you, you can ask him for verification afterwards."

　　Dolores stared at her teacher's eyes, but finally did not find any jokes in it:

　　 "Did you lie to me?"

　　 "This is the third time, Dolores, of course I didn't lie to you."

　　 "Oh, God~"

　　 She finally shenyin, slowly bending down and placing her head on the table, looking at the tea cup in front of her, and the shadow of the file under the chandelier:

　　 "Should I be happy about this kind of thing? Yes, I should be happy!"

　　 said, the expression on his face immediately became happy, and he sat up straight and looked at the teacher again:

　　 "Then we are all...'s wives? Teacher, you have been to chuang with him, how do you feel?"

　　 Alexia looked at her student with scrutinizing eyes, who unconsciously moved her eyes to the teacher's beautiful long brown hair, thinking that the hair quality was so good.

　　 Only then did he realize his "satisfaction" and mumbled that he was already an adult, but he blushed and lowered his head obediently:

　　 "I want to try it too."

　　 "What's the use of telling me this? I have no objection. Jenkins's weird values ​​are against it, so if you have the courage, you can tell her directly what you think."

　　 "But ladies don't do this kind of thing."

　　 Dolores accepts Jenkins as a god, much faster than Hathaway. This is probably because, in Dolores’s mind, Jenkins was originally extraordinary, like a character out of the story; in Hathaway’s mind, Jenkins was just an immature big boy.

　　 "So what is chocolate?"

　　 But both of them grasped an important issue in the same way:

　　 "Since Jenkins is... then what is the cat kept by him?"

　　Dolores asked again.

　　 "This can't tell you, your level is too low, and there are some things that you don't know...and more."

　　 Alexia's expression suddenly became serious, even when she revealed such important information just now, she did not show such an expression.

"What else?"

　　 "Before I allow it, never mention that his cat is abnormal in front of Jenkins. Never."

　　 An extremely cold wind blew in along the gap in the tent, and the chandelier only maintained a steady light for a few seconds before it went out while shaking. Alexia stood up and stood in front of Dolores, confirmed that nothing suddenly rushed in, then said:

"He is back."

　　 The two quickly walked out of the tent together, only to see that the cold wind blowing from the direction of the fog has covered the grass in the woods with a layer of hoarfrost. Snow flakes whizzed from that direction, hitting the face as if it had been stabbed by a sharp spike.

　　The hazy cold fog and white light make people not see exactly what direction the cold wind and snowflakes are coming from. But soon I saw a dark thing flying over and falling on the embers of the campfire that was still warm. The fall and impact made the gray-red warm ashes mixed with the cold snow in the wind. .

　　 In the cold fog and white light, the man with the cat on his shoulder came over, holding a sword in his right hand. Behind him, a group of people who were frozen and shivering followed carefully. Although it looks cold, but at least they are still alive.

　　 "This is the Blizzard Ghast."

　　 Mr. Candle said, and then threw the four items of gold, silver, copper and iron in his arms on the ground. The person who could not see clearly lying on the embers of the campfire jumped up, but when he was about to approach the four strange objects, Jenkins threw his sword and directly nailed the opponent back into the ashes of the campfire.

　　 He turned his head to look at Mr. Gilbert:

　　 "I have brought everyone back. Destroying these four items can completely wipe out this thing. Now tell me, Mr. Oliver, did you agree to hand over the keys?"

Chapter 2007 The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-seventh four seasons

　　 The team sent by the church and kingdom to welcome King Salhi II and his party avoided the lie believers standing in front of the bonfire, and circled around to meet the returning team. The prepared blankets and hot water were also used.

　　 As for the things that were nailed by Jenkins sword into the embers of the campfire, the church also has corresponding sealing methods. Although it is a trick, it is also the soul in essence. The ritual that works on the soul also works on it, but the effect is weakened.

　　 "Papa Oliver means...please here."

　　 After Jenkins retracted the sword, Mr. Gilbert walked with him to the tent closest to the campfire. At this time, because of the return of a group of people, there was a mess in the camp. Originally, Mr. Candle was forbidden to approach Dolores, but in this case the two unexpectedly passed by.

　　Dolores resisted the urge to hug him and walked quickly towards her father. Alexia stood there and looked around, and decided to follow Jenkins to see what happened next.

　　 The scribe at the door opened the curtains at the tent door for several people, and Jenkins, Alexia, and Mr. Gilbert walked in one by one.

　　 In the center of the tent is a long table, around the table are eight wooden chairs, and a simple cabinet is placed around the edge of the tent. A kerosene lamp is hung in the center of the tent and hung from the top with an iron chain to provide light. In addition, there is a silver candlestick on the table. The candlestick can hold three candles, but now only one is lit.

　　 The three demigods of the Church of the Sages, the son Miss Strace and the old man, are already waiting in it.

　　 "Papa Oliver wants to talk to you in person."

　　 Mr. Gilbert said.

　　 Alexia is not a member of the Church of the Sage, but because of Jenkins, everyone trusts her. In this way, the eight people in the tent happened to be assigned a chair each.

After 　　 was seated, the old man with his hands on the chair and placed on the table looked at the stranger opposite, sighed deeply, and then asked an important question:

　　 "The key can be given to you, but you need to explain why you are asking for the key."

　　 "That key is powerful, so we want it. But the curse attached to it is also daunting, so you still hold the key, and we will bring it over when it's appropriate.

　　 This is the whole content of the transaction. If the Church of the Sages can agree, then Williams can be found now, and Dragon Soul can give it. "

　　 "Where is the Dragon Soul?"

　　 asked the old man.

　　 "You can guess at will, but the key now is the key. The time is late, and it will be dawn if you drag it down, please give me the answer, I am still in a hurry to go home for breakfast."

　　Miss Strace looked at the old man, he hesitated, but he nodded:

　　 "The Holy See will let me handle this by myself, and they will not interfere. I think...Yes, I can agree."

"Just saying this, there is no guarantee that we will do it in the future. After all, we can't get the real key of that key now. Then, there is no need for Mr. Oliver to enter into a contract with us. I just want to see that with my own eyes. key."

　　 "The key has a curse, and anyone other than the holder will suffer from it at a glance."

　　 "It's okay, I don't care."

　　 then turned to Alexia and said:

　　 "This lady over here, then please go and invite Williams over. Yes, right here, I don't think everyone wants to let this happen any other way."

　　 said, blinking at Alexia, the latter nodded knowingly, then stood up and walked out.

　　 Dad also had to agree:

"Then everyone except this gentleman, please go out and arrange rituals outside this tent to prevent the horrible power from leaking. Besides, no one except us can know what's going on here, even if it is Other believers of righteous gods are not allowed either."

　　 "Did you take that key with you?"

　　 Jenkins asked with interest, the real eye looked at the old man, but he didn't see any black aura.

　　 "You'll find out in a while."

　　 After confirming that the exterior has been arranged, the old man motioned to Mr. Candle to take a closer look, and then asked a question:

　　 "You don't think that only C gifts can be carried with you, right?"

　　 Seeing that the other party showed a dazed expression, the old man squeezed his two hands together, and then closed his eyes. Unusual power made Jenkins and Chocolate couldn’t help but stretch out their heads and look at the hand inquiringly. The black light and the black light visible to the naked eye shoot out from the fingers of the old man, the [Silver Key] and [Door Key] At the same time, I became restless.

　　 Generally speaking, the principle of similar swallowing will only show its clues when two items are extremely close. But this time, the two gifts are still in the spirit of Jenkins, and the father's evolution key has not been completely taken out, but the key has already begun to desire to swallow each other.

　　 An indescribable huge and chaotic power came from the two palms that the old man closed, and it was as frightening as a common deceit, but the feeling of incompatibility with the world was even stronger. The key that hasn't been exposed to Jenkins, it feels like a priest appears in front of him, it is so vast, so...

　　 "Huh? The priesthood?"

　　 Speaking of it, the original Skeleton Sword felt like this before, but it disappeared after being defeated. Jenkins has seen very few priests, so he can't be sure whether this is his own illusion, but in short, the key held in the palm of his father is indeed extraordinary.

　　 This is probably stronger than the Skeleton Sword, and it can be regarded as the strongest trick Jenkins has ever seen.

　　The black light scatters from the gaps between the fingers, and the vanilla stands on Jenkins' shoulders like an enemy, making a "meow~" sound without any deterrence.

　　 Vaguely, Jenkins actually saw the old man’s shadow projected on the tent, turning into a monster with teeth and claws. But only after blinking, the illusion disappeared.

　　Even if Jenkins is not looking directly at it, it is not a joke that just the power that is revealed makes Jenkins who already possesses such a powerful hallucination.

　　 "I want to ask again, are you sure you want to see the key with your own eyes? I can't guarantee what will happen, you must think about it."

　　 Dad warned again.

　　 "It's okay, I have already thought about it."

　　 Jenkins said cautiously.

　　 "Do you want to leave your true information, if something happens to you, we can find it..."

　　 "No need, open your palm."

　　 "Okay, but only one second, otherwise I can't guarantee whether the ceremony outside the tent will still work. Don't blink, only one second..."

　　 Jenkins stood up, held the table with both hands and probed forward with his cat. The old man also stretched his arms so that the palms that hugged each other were in the best irradiation range of the kerosene lamp above his head.

　　 "Don't blink."