Lord of The Mysterious Realms Chapter 915

Jenkins had wanted to find someone to discuss his complicated feelings with, but after thinking it over, he couldn't decide who to turn to. If he spoke to Papa Oliver, the old man would surely offer some valuable advice, but Jenkins couldn't bear the thought of someone close to him knowing about his indecisiveness in love.

"It's written all over your face that you're preoccupied," Alexia remarked.

"Yes. I've suddenly realized that I'm a very greedy person. Although I may appear to lead a simple life..."

There was no point in hiding anything from Alexia; it was impossible anyway.

"In reality, you want far more than the average person," Alexia finished his sentence, capturing his thoughts precisely.

"You and I are the same kind of person, Jenkins."

She tried sitting a little closer to him, which clearly displeased Chocolate.

"We are in pursuit of something greater, which is why we seem to have no worldly desires. The ignorant and the crude simply cannot see what we seek, because most people in this world are merely mortal."

"You're right," Jenkins agreed simply.

The values and morals behind such a statement were questionable, but it perfectly matched Jenkins's own way of doing things. Generally, he didn't care if he was breaking the law, only if he could get caught, and whether he could still sleep at night after reflecting on his day.

"So, do you know what you want?" the woman asked softly, her tone carrying a hint of hypnotic skill.

Jenkins wanted to become a true god. That had been his goal from the very beginning.

"Then go and pursue it," Alexia encouraged at once.

"Yes, you're absolutely right."

He nodded vigorously, failing to see Chocolate raise a paw to cover its tiny face.

He hadn't come here just to talk about the 28th. Jenkins wanted to show Alexia the new weapon he had acquired.

Thinking back on what happened early yesterday morning, there was a heavy sense of it all being orchestrated. Chocolate had played an important role, and in hindsight, it must have also been bewitched by some unseen force.

Jenkins had initially leaned toward the idea that it was connected to that strange forest, but after the white holy sword was born, he began to suspect the handiwork of a deity.

"Why do you call it a holy sword?"

The summoned blade hovered in mid-air on its own. Alexia didn't reach out to touch it, observing it with cautious fascination. She seemed completely captivated by it; Jenkins had rarely seen her so interested in an object.

"I don't know, but it certainly looks sacred, doesn't it?"

Jenkins reached out and flicked the blade lightly, a feeling of deep connection rippling through his heart. The sword seemed to be made of a combination of bone and wood, yet it had the subtle feel of metal.

"It is indeed sacred. I would say this is the most powerful weapon I have ever seen."

She followed his example and reached out to touch the blade. A faint ripple spread across the surface of the white holy sword.

"Death and life, so harmoniously fused. It's nothing short of a miracle... Have you used this weapon? It looks incredibly sharp."

"Not yet. I can sense its power, and I'm worried that testing it would draw unwanted attention," Jenkins explained.

He could clearly feel the power contained within the white holy sword, and he could sense that Life and Death coexisted within it in perfect balance.

It was incredible, but it was the truth.

After obtaining the sword last night, he had thought about trying a few swings. Even without infusing it with his spirit, it was an unbelievably sharp weapon. Every test object had been cleaved apart without exception.

Alexia was intensely curious about the weapon. After hearing the entire story of its creation, she remained silent for a long while before asking, "When you pulled out the sword, besides the disturbance in the forest, was there anything else unusual?"

"I didn't notice. I was a bit dizzy at the time," Jenkins admitted sheepishly.

He hadn't even heard the forest's whisper on the wind, let alone noticed anything else.

"When you have the chance, go back and check that tree hollow. This won't be as simple as it seems."

"Alright. Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten about the Draconic Cypher Box. But that dragon was also seriously injured in last night's battle, so it won't be leaving the Evergreen Forest anytime soon. I can find an excuse to go and ask it about it in the near future."

It was Saturday afternoon, and Miss Stuart had been very busy lately. Due to her unique insights into financial development, the king had now allowed her to participate in the kingdom's new finance and banking policies.

This was an excellent opportunity for the third princess. Due to her status, her influence in the military was limited. Her brothers, who had long since come of age and been involved in government affairs, already had intricate connections with the military factions.

Of course, all of this was conducted under their father's watchful eye.

So, the third princess's involvement in the kingdom's new policies was a great opportunity. After all, armies and Crowns—the currency of the Hamparvo Kingdom—were both indispensable tools on the path to the throne.

"Dolores misses you very much."

Jenkins pretended not to understand the meaning behind her words and turned to look at the snow falling outside the window. But in his peripheral vision, he could see the faint smile on Alexia's face. She knew exactly what this man was thinking.

"She already knows about Julia's situation, too. Although everyone has tacitly avoided mentioning it, I believe she has already guessed that you have the ability to bring her to Nolan whenever you wish."

The petite woman no longer looked at Jenkins, who was pretending to watch the snow, but reached for her wine glass. She rarely drank, but she wasn't a teetotaler like Jenkins. Thɪs chapter is updated by Novᴇl_Fire(.)net

In fact, for people of this era, not touching alcohol was a very strange thing. Only a visitor from another world would have such a habit.

"That was an oversight on my part, but I don't think Miss Stuart will be making such a request anytime soon."

"No, she won't. She has great respect for Julia's opinion. That's one of her many virtues."

The woman's eyes shifted to the kitten on Jenkins's lap. The cat, sensing it was being watched, raised its right front paw in what it probably thought was a menacing gesture. It was, however, merely adorable, lacking any real threat.