"Meow~"
After waking up, the full-fledged chocolate screamed softly, stood up on the sofa and looked around majestically. Jenkins, who was thinking, didn't care about the chocolate, but the old elf looked straight at the kitten.
"It's really that one..."
The elf thought of the childhood that had become a bit blurred in the long past. When the elders wanted to quiet the naughty young elves, they would often bring out the protagonists of some horror stories.
Human society also has such a tradition, but what Mary and Robert use to "scare" the three William brothers is the devil in the story or the weird old man living in the dock area, while the elves often use more terrifying things.
Such fear is rooted in childhood memories, so that even though the old elf Sianod has left his hometown for so many years, he still remembers the legendary disasters.
"Moon-swallowing..."
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly moved his eyes away from the squinting and stretching cat. Chocolate glanced at the old elf and saw that he was very sensible, so he didn't take him seriously.
The old elf didn't know that he was only one step away from getting into trouble. He quietly waited for Jenkins to continue asking questions or determined to find the truth by himself. In fact, he also knew some information about the battle for the savior at the end of the era, but he didn't intend to get involved in it.
But if Jenkins really wants to pursue...
"World tree seedlings are unique, and appearing in such a sensitive era, Jenkins must have obtained a qualification... No, maybe more than one or even more than two, a bold estimate may have already obtained more than half, if he really wants to Seeking [The Stranger], maybe I should help him, or end the arrangement of fate earlier... Fortunately, I gave up the chance to watch the [Epic of Time] by accident 97 years ago, otherwise I’m afraid I’ve already fallen into the trap of fate ... Destiny..."
He sighed and continued to wait quietly. Suddenly his nose twitched, as if he smelled some foul smell, and then looked at Jenkins in horror. When he discovered Jenkins' identity last time, he didn't seem to be so frightened:
"Have you ever learned abilities related to death?"
"Yeah, a very strange ability, [Embrace Death]. I couldn't find any information in the church."
The old elf Sianod immediately looked like he was about to faint, and then he actually fainted. But fortunately, Jenkins, who can be regarded as Nolan's best healer, is by his side. He awakened the elf with a pinch, and at the same time lamented how similar the elf's body structure is to humans.
"Oh, flowers~"
The old elf who woke up stretched his hands upwards as if trying to grab the air, shouted tremblingly, and sat on the sofa trembling uncontrollably. It took him a long time to ask in Jenkins' puzzled eyes:
"Have you ever felt physical discomfort after gaining the power of death?"
"No, I think I'm physically and mentally healthy, apart from sometimes dreaming about huge black cats."
"It has nothing to do with black cats."
Glancing at the chocolate quietly, the old elf immediately shook his head, and at the same time muttered to himself:
"How could this be..."
"Any questions?"
"[Embracing Death] is the undead species favored by the spirit of death to obtain the top talent, which is similar to [Son of Nature] for humans, [Eternal Life] for elves, and [Breath of the Sea] for mermaids. Although each era has There may be one or two, but this is absolutely impossible for a half-blood elf like you."
He finally acknowledged Jenkins' suspicions about the elven blood.
"[Embracing Death] will allow the owner to passively absorb and transform the spirit of death, even if he does nothing, he can become the top undead alien. Jenkins, how is this possible..."
The elf actually covered his head while talking. Although his hair was all white, it was still thick.
After hesitating for a while, Jenkins also said what happened after he looked at the [Reaper's Cloak Fragment]. But the old elf still doesn't accept the fact that the half-blood elf can perfectly reconcile life and death. In his opinion, this is more incredible than a miracle.
"But no matter what, please don't continue to accept the power of death. You are a half-blood elf, ahem, well, I admit it. So have the pride of an elf, and don't be contaminated with that dirty power."
The old elf persuaded him sincerely.
Although Jenkins didn't think the power of death was "dirty", he did not intend to accept death, so he apparently agreed with the old elf's suggestion.
After that, the two talked about the ring again, and made an appointment to meet the old man Ryan Sam here tomorrow. Then Jenkins sent the unicorn away, and then walked to the church with the cat in his arms.
When passing by the hotel where Miss Capet lived, I glanced at the row of windows upstairs, but of course I didn't find the friend. In addition to the five local churches in Nolan, among the Twelve Orthodox Churches, [The Church of All Things and Nature] (Miss Capet), [The Church of the Sun and Justice] (Miss Knight, etc.), [The Church of Destiny and Law] (Miss Audrey), [Church of Creation and Mechanics] all openly sent people to garrison Nolan for very reasonable reasons.
And even the other three churches that didn't openly send people to come, there are local people who are overt or covert. This is something that is certain. For example, the huntress, Miss Warfell, has a background in the [Church of War and Victory].
"It's really troublesome, but I don't know whether the so-called [foreigner] is real or not. Where can I find the female fortune teller from thirty years ago? I'm not sure if she is still alive."
Turning the corner at the front street, you can see the gate of the church. There were so many believers who came to pray on Sunday afternoon, and no one noticed that Jenkins was among them.
"Thirty years ago... the female fortune teller..."
His walking motion paused for a moment, then returned to normal immediately. Speaking of which, he did know that a very powerful female fortune-teller came to Nolan thirty years ago, and even knew that she was smuggled here by boat with Robert Williams.
"Could it be Miss Broniones? She was indeed planning to come to Nolan thirty years ago, but Robert said she disappeared before the ship docked, so he always thought he was the only survivor. The identity of the divination savior Will your female fortune teller be Miss Broniance?"
This question can only be answered by asking in person, but Jenkins has a vague feeling that the demigod seer will not tell the truth so simply.