At present, it is known that many strange things of unknown origin that appeared in Nolan Parish are related to Carmel's thrift store, and some of them have clear evidence that they flowed out of Carmel's thrift store.
"If we equate the powerful alchemy items from the ancient times to the modern weird ones, then could the thrift shop owner Kamel, who owns many numbered items, be the descendant of the ancient traveler I met?"
There is no evidence that these two events can be connected, but Jenkins has long understood that there are very few coincidences around him. It's just that whether this guess is true or not needs to be confirmed after returning to Nolan. If you know the purpose of selling tricks in the thrift store, it will greatly help the Church to arrest the owner of Kamel.
It was past midnight, and Jenkins, who had read the story in the middle of the night, completely gave up his will to sleep. He breathed the fresh air by the window for a while, and then walked out of the room while recalling the translation dust formula of the ancient traveler.
The traveler is right, this formula is very friendly to the people, even in the 18th century, all kinds of ingredients are easy to find. It's just that compared to the past, the names and units of measurement of some materials have changed a lot, but as long as they are translated back, it is not a difficult problem to configure dust.
The airship already carried sufficient supplies, plus the materials stored in the church itself. Although it was a bit troublesome, it took Jenkins just over 20 minutes to get the finished product. No one asked him what he wanted to configure, and he was happy not to have to explain. After stuffing the glass vial into the pocket of his pajamas, he went back to bed again, got under the quilt and opened the "Secrets of Black Town", Opened the eighth story:
""Vampire Love"? How does it sound like a modern female writer's unrealistic love fantasy story about vampires?"
With this thought in mind, he once again came to the gloomy town of Black. There was snow in the sky, and it was clearly winter. Jenkins in his pajamas was out of place on the street, but fortunately, there was no one on the street.
This time the story is quite fairy tale, and it is easy to see that the moral of the story is to warn young girls not to trust the rhetoric of handsome young men easily.
Although the story itself was somewhat bloody, it ended with the townspeople catching the vampires in the town. Just based on the routines of the previous stories, the events that actually happened in history are definitely not that simple.
"Judging from the background of the story, the current time point is still after the great disappearance of the alien species. The only suspected extraordinary person who appears is the old priest of the church, but he only temporarily expels the vampire species with an ability similar to [Holy Light Art]."
Thinking so, Jenkins found the small town church of this era by stepping on the snow. This is obviously the local organization of [The Church of the Night and the Hidden], but the size of the church is very small. Apart from the hanging holy emblem, it is no different from an ordinary two-story residential building.
"Isn't it too shabby?"
He changed his clothes, flicked a small amount of linguistic dust on his face, and knocked on the door of the church. Not long after, an old man who looked very similar to the description in the story opened the door and stuck his head out.
"The second-level bestowers are not disguised by vampires... Wait, how can the ability light spots... What does this aura distribution mean... Yes, there are differences in the systems of ancient bestowers and modern bestowers. It seems that this time It's been longer than I thought."
The old priest of the church didn't know Jenkins, but he politely asked him why he came here, treating him as a traveler who came here to seek asylum. Jenkins has already prepared his speech, because he can leave after finishing the story, and he is not worried that his lie will cause trouble:
"I'm a vampire hunter, yes, I am."
He nodded while talking, and at the same time convinced himself to believe this, so as to better communicate with the old man in front of him.
"I don't know if you've heard of this profession..."
The occupation was made up by Jenkins.
"But in fact, I wandered around the world, and I was responsible for hunting down those ancient blood-sucking races that were still active after the alien populations subsided. I happened to pass by the town and smelled the stench of those blood-sucking races here, which is quite obvious , I think the local church will have some information."
"Vampire hunter?"
The old priest who was holding the doorknob looked at Jenkins carefully, and then nodded for him to come in:
"There is nothing here to entertain you, but if you want to stay, there are still plenty of guest rooms. You said you were hunting blood-sucking species? This is really remarkable. There are not many human spellcasters in the material world now. Some amazing experiences."
This era is even worse than Jenkins thought. He found that the old priest was the only one staying in the shabby church. decline. All over the world, it is rare to find the figures of extraordinary beings other than the power of the church. All the power and traces of the old era are disappearing, and people are also forgetting the magnificent history of the past.
So after confirming that Jenkins was a "spell caster", the priest was very happy, and at the same time, he completely believed the story he made up about his identity.
"Being able to hunt and kill vampires alone, you must be very powerful. No, you don't need to tell me your spellcaster level, as long as you are willing to help the town. What do you want to know? I will answer you as much as possible."
The shabby church has no formal reception room, and this conversation took place in the priest's study. At the same time, it also serves as the church's reference room, reception room and confessional hall. Jenkins has never seen such a poor church.
"When did the vampire appear in the town? Are there any victims? How strong is it? What information does the Church have so far?"
he asked in one breath.
"The blood-sucking species appeared three months ago, and since then, every once in a while, it will appear at night to kill the townspeople. I don't know how strong he is, but he must be stronger than me... The only thing I know is that the blood-sucking species must be disguised as The townspeople are hiding in the town, and a lot of evidence shows that it lives locally, and only reveals its true nature on cruel nights. There are also many actions in the town, and every time the vampire kills, the townspeople will spontaneously Get together, check everyone's schedule the night before, and choose one to kill..."