"Jenkins, there are very, very few people in this world who can get the gift of the world to become a gifter. But there are many fans who yearn for mystery and pursue mystery. Not everyone can become a gifter, I think, you consider Too much."

　　 Jenkins nodded slightly, Miss Miller's conclusion coincided with Beryl.

　　 The two girls also introduced some friends to Jenkins. His authorship is very useful, at least more useful than the honorary baron. The young people gathered together to talk and laugh, and Jenkins saw the girl who had been calm when she was telling the story.

　　 "It's a beautiful lady, right?"

　　Miss Mihaier touched Jenkins with her arm, and then asked quietly. Hathaway maintained a gentle and weak expression on the side, but her eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Yup."

　　 He tells the truth.

"This is not an easy goal. She is a distant relative of the Queen, Jessica Windsor. This time she came to Nolan with the Duke. Of course, it's just a little difficult. If you want to get in touch with her, I How about talking to you? Start with a topic of music, or a topic of literature?"

　　Miss Mihaier smiled and narrowed her eyes, with an urge to try.

　　 "No, no, no."

　　 Jenkins hurriedly waved his hand to push away, "A lady of this kind of identity is not something I can dream of."

　　Miss Mihaier chuckled and said nothing, while Hathaway curled her lips.

　　 Jenkins talked absently with the two girls, unaware that he was sitting between them. At the newly constructed staircase in the hall, Duke Gerrod and Marquis Mihail walked down together with the golden railings.

　　 The old Duke looked at Jenkins, and then he saw the two girls next to him.

　　 "Really very young."

　　 A strange look appeared on his face, and the eyelids of the Marquis Mihail drooped, making it impossible to see his expression.

　　 Jenkins accidentally thought of the letters sent by fans, and picked out a few impressive long poems. The girls giggled, but they refused to explain to Jenkins what it meant.

　　 He looked helplessly at the two people who were flushed with smiles, and he was sure that those poems did contain metaphors that he couldn't understand.

　　 "There have been too many social activities recently, and my grammar learning has fallen behind."

　　True scholars and researchers must endure loneliness. Their success is because they can spend other people's social time for reading and learning. Jenkins knows this.

　　 Taking advantage of Miss Mihaier's time when she was called by a friend to talk, Hathaway and Jenkins, who got the chance to get along again, talked about the latest topic as a benefactor.

　　 "I heard that there was a midnight homicide in Parcival, northeast of the kingdom."

　　 Jenkins knew this news and read it in the newspaper.

　　 "Is it related to us?"

"I have a friend in Parcival, and she sent a letter saying that the corpses of the killed innocent people lacked a part of the brain tissue in their heads. This is probably a large-scale evil ritual. I didn't expect this to happen in this age. Kind of thing."

　　 "The policemen will probably be busy for a long time. When it comes to the gifter, the power of ordinary people is difficult to play. Do you think this is a single crime or a crime of a group of people?"

　　 he asked again, raising his head to look around. A young lady happened to meet his eyes, Jenkins smiled politely, and the latter flushed and looked away panicked.

　　 Hathaway watched Jenkins' behavior, frowning slightly. But he shook his head again, trying to get rid of some inexplicable feeling.

"Are you talking about illegal associations or cult organizations? There are indeed many false gods who have murder clergy, and there are also many illegal organizations composed of gifted people of different beliefs, which is very difficult to judge. Murder club? Pure Alchemy Will? The Cursed Hand? The Demon Eye Collector's Association? The House of the Witch? The Light Chaser Club? God, there are so many possibilities. This is just an organization that has been active in the kingdom recently. Those more evil conspirators, I I don’t even know the specific name."

　　 She named six illegal organizations in one breath, but the possibility is far from that. But fortunately, at least this incident did not happen in Nolan.

　　 Hathaway does not know much about the followers of the [Prince of Lies] who has been making a lot of noise recently. This group of scammers do not even have a special organization name, because this is more conducive to hiding.

　　 She also didn't know the wishing tree that appeared in the city one night this week, but she knew about the [gear germ].

　　 The gear germ was discovered, and it happened on the second day of Mr. Hood’s party. Jenkins notified the incident on the day Ms. Red hair sent him an invitation.

　　 Before he could speak out the warning again, Hathaway eagerly spoke out this dangerous germ. The characteristics of the tricks she knew were not as detailed as what Jenkins knew in the church, and she didn't know that the church had developed items that could identify people infected with the germs.

Chapter 197 Chapter 193 Before the Battle

　　 Watching the red-haired girl tell her carefully about the precautions she knows, Jenkins smiled a little. He now has reliable friends.

"What are you laughing at me? You won't like me anymore? I have to warn you that my love for Britney will not change. To get involved in other people's feelings is not something a qualified gentleman should do. "

　　 She blushed and asked suspiciously while pinching the skirt.

　　 "You misunderstood...I also know something about A-08-1-9990, let me tell you."

　　 When Miss Mihaier walked over with her friends, Hathaway was talking about music with Jenkins. In other words, Jenkins is listening to her introducing the main music genres. This girl is a believer of the false **** [Magic Music], and she is quite accomplished in music theory.

　　 But Jenkins doesn't understand this. The only instrument he knows is the harmonica, and he only plays a piece of music intermittently. Therefore, he just kept nodding in agreement there, even if he felt bored, he listened patiently.

"We are friends!"

　　 This is his thought.

　　 The corners of the red-haired girl's mouth showed a hint of smile.

　　 The second half of the party was a bit boring. As an ordinary guest who was invited, he had nothing to do. Most of the time, he just sits in the middle of a group of girls and listens to them talking about cosmetics, shops and other topics. Only when someone talks about literature, theology or mathematics, he will say a few words.

　　 The beautifully dressed ladies are very interested in Jenkins. These girls were the first guests invited by Miss Mihail. Jenkins felt that it was impolite to sit among a group of ladies, and a gentleman beside him had already cast strange glances.

　　 But whenever he makes an excuse to leave, Miss Mihail and Hathaway will find a way to start a new topic, so that Jenkins has no chance to speak. He could only sit among the girls like years, smelling the heavy powdery scent, and missed the cat who was alone at home.

　　 After finally waiting for the end of the party, many girls wanted to invite Jenkins to continue talking about literature and other topics. But he still has important things today, so he scratched his head, and politely refused in embarrassment.

　　 Hathaway raised her eyebrows, feeling the strange mood in her heart more intense. She attributed this to the irritation of Jenkins's dullness, but after all, Hathaway was not Jenkins, and she soon realized another terrible possibility.

　　 shook his head fiercely, touched his slightly red face, and shook off the bad idea. First quietly glanced at his lover for some reason, then tugged on Jenkins's sleeve, Jenkins nodded knowingly.

　　 On the excuse of forgetting to take things, he returned to the banquet hall again, and nodded politely when he met the Duke and Miss Windsor at the door.

"is it him?"

　　 The serious lady looked at Jenkins's back and asked in a low voice.

"Yes it is."

　　 The Duke nodded, the expression on his face was unpredictable.

　　 "It does look very young..."

　　 Walking out of the banquet hall, Hathaway was waiting for him in the woods next to the hospital.

　　 "Have you heard that there is news from the black market that someone is going to auction a gift at midnight next Friday!"

　　 "Bonus?"

　　 Jenkins asked hesitantly: "It's fake, how is it possible? I heard that there are few people in the black market now. Where did the news come from?"

　　 He followed his father’s advice and has not been to the black market this week. He has been to a bar just because of the trust.

　　 "I don't know the specific source, but this is true. There are already many people going to see it. You can find out if you ask any middleman in the black market. Do you want to go together?"

　　 she asked softly.

"Gift? I still can’t believe it...Let’s do it, I’ll give you a message before Wednesday, I’ll check it out first. Didn’t Ms. Mihai have an appointment with Dad and help her look at things on Wednesday? I will tell you in time."

　　 "Are you so cautious now?"

　　 The girl laughed, "This is very good. After this incident, I will introduce you a party of gifters. It is not the kind of party for trading goods, but a more convenient party."

　　 After she finished speaking, she handed Jenkins a small pocket again. Jenkins didn't know why he took it, opened it, and there were a few charms inside, such as the familiar burst charm, silence charm, and Hathaway's exclusive "elegant lady makeup charm."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 "Nolan City has been in chaos recently. You can use these to defend yourself. Don't refuse. Last time your friend saved Brian's life, I haven't thanked you yet..."

　　 Looking at the smiling lady wearing a skirt under the shadow of a tree, Jenkins suddenly felt a little guilty.

　　 When he found the carriage, the carriage driver was already a little impatient. Jenkins repeatedly apologized and promised to tip more.

　　 Instead of asking the coachman to send him home, he got on and off the Joeel Bridge across the Westminster River, ready to breathe the fresh night air.

　　 When walking to the Central Civic Square with a cane, a flutter came from the sky.

　　 Jenkins raised his head, and saw a strange-looking dark crow flapping its wings across the sky under the rolling clouds. It stretched its wings, soared around the clock tower in front of the square, then fluttered its wings and slowly landed, and with the sound of pattering, a feather drifted down with the wind.

　　 Jenkins stopped in front of the square and reached out to catch the flying black crow feathers. Looking forward, a man in a black trench coat and top hat stood under the clock tower. He stretched out his right arm and let the crow with a pair of blood-red eyes fall on his shoulder.

　　 "Mr. William, why are you not dead?"

　　 His voice is hoarse and weird, and his eyes are like crows, shining scarlet.

　　 "The color of the light spot has changed, and there is a blue one, which is really interesting."

　　 Jenkins asked calmly while thinking, "Mr. Dimen Beryl? I didn't expect you to also like to hang out at night."

　　 "Impossible, that thing did not respond, you should not be a gifter, but why is this?"

　　 The man whose voice became hoarse, took out a pendant from his chest. This is a miniature pendant in the shape of a ferocious horned demon. As the pendant is exposed to the air, a more and more intense smell of sulfur appears around the square at night.

　　 [Twin Devil]'s light spot trembles again, Jenkins suddenly has an urge to twist Beryl's neck.

　　 "Look, there is no response, right?"

　　 The horned devil's pendant was facing Jenkins, but nothing happened.

Chapter 198 Chapter 194 Summoning, Prayer, and Desire

　　 Beryl asked and answered, moved the pendant in the other direction, and the pendant immediately burned in his hand.

　　 "Look, this shows that there is a gifted person."

　　 The red and blue double moons cast moonlight onto this peaceful land. In the shadows of the buildings around the square, accompanied by his words, [Knowledge and Books] Church Scribe, [Death and End] Church Tombkeeper, [Starry Sky and Balance] Church Astrologer, [Ocean and Exploration] The leaders of the church and the pastors of the [Spirit of All Things] who had just been requested by Jenkins to pass on the message, walked out together.

　　 The square where there were only Jenkins and Beryl was immediately surrounded by the fighting forces of the Orthodox Church in Nolan City.

　　 Among them, the five Orthodox churches in Nolan each sent two 7-person combat teams, and in the shadow of the buildings around the square, more logistics and preparation teams were waiting to take action.

　　The man walking in the front raised his right hand, and a rusty pointer hung from the line hanging from the index finger.

　　 "Mr. William, you have worked hard."

　　 While he was talking, he surrounded the square with his companions in neat black coats, while Jenkins stepped back into the crowd.

　　 With his caution, he has long seen that Beryl is abnormal, and coupled with the unnatural reaction of the [Twin Devil], I immediately think of the Demon Summoner.

　　 It is impossible to be a hero alone, Jenkins is not such a person. Of course, if there is divinity in his hands now, he may still consider it for a few seconds.

　　 After asking the benefactors of the [Spirit of All Things] for help, he deliberately got off the car early and finally led out Beryl. The hanging arrow is a spiritual object for divination with the ability to find objects. The shepherd gave Jenkins a handkerchief, relying on this, they can know the location of Jenkins at any time.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Someone patted Jenkins on the shoulder, he was an acquaintance of Jenkins in the church. Just about to say a word or two, I saw Captain Bincy beckoning to him.

　　 "Why are so many people here?"

　　 He asked in a low voice. As if he hadn't noticed the surroundings, Beryl placed the horned devil's pendant in front of him, and he kept mumbling inquiring about something.

　　 "The church is worried that something will happen to you, so it simply informs others, saying that the demon summoner has found it. You see, we are right..."

　　 No one gave an order, and the gunfire sounded tacitly. The bullet hit Beryl and it didn't do anything.

　　 At the same time, the clouds on the horizon completely covered the two moons, and a faint black flame appeared under Beryl's feet.

　　 Boom!

　　 A black lightning flashed across the sky, followed by the shaking of the earth. Looking down from the sky, some streets in Nolan City flashed red at the moment of the earthquake, forming a huge but incomplete circular array.

　　 "Haha, after spending so much time, it fell short, **** mortal..."

　　 There was a strange breath in the air, rushing from all corners of the city to the Central Civic Square, Beryl roared as if he was suffering, and the clothes behind him burned. The black weird tattoo that leaked in the air was glowing, and a roll of ancient parchment was lifted into the sky with both hands.

　　 Black lightning pierced the space, and weird whispers appeared in everyone's ears. Only Jenkins can hear it, and only Jenkins can see it, as if a huge hand with a black flame stretched out in the void in the sound of a huge glass shattering.

　　 "Praise the sage..."

　　 "Death companion..."

　　 "Everything is with me..."

　　 "The starry sky is overwhelming..."

　　 "The meaning of storm..."

　　 "The light of silence..."

　　 Six different prayer sounds sounded at the same time, faintly shaking space and energy. At the same time when the giant hand appeared, all the gifters of the Orthodox Church surrounding the square, looking to the sky, they all felt the gaze of the great Orthodox God, and then began to pray.

　　 Jenkins looked incredulously as he prayed and drew the holy symbol on his chest. After the action of drawing the holy emblem on his chest, golden light emerged from each benefactor's body, woven into a large net, and ascended to the sky.