Judging from the current icy and snowy environment, if it is not a remote snow mountain, then there is a high probability that it is the Hampavo Kingdom in the north of the mainland. But Jenkins doesn't want to fly on a unicorn in this temperature, so he can only rely on others to guide him. Once he gets close to the city, he will most likely be able to find the Church of the Sage. When the time comes to pass your news to Nolan, the people over there can rest assured.
And Jenkins also has important matters in Nolan, not to mention Hathaway's reaction to his sudden disappearance, just Miss Stillwell and the doomsday slate that may be hidden at home require Jenkins to go back as soon as possible.
Leaving the strange world, there is no restriction that an ability can only be used once. Relying on the excellent healing ability of [Essence of Life], Jenkins successfully pulled Mr. Stone out of the brink of death.
As for Ms. Spectacles, whose face and neck are covered with bird feathers, Jenkins has little to offer. I can only treat her briefly first, and then use my own flame to carefully burn off those unnecessary "decorations" for her.
Fortunately, after those feathers were burned off, they did not leave too obvious marks on the skin, which was very lucky for a female gifter.
Mr. Stone was still in a coma, but Miss Glasses woke up smoothly. Seeing the surrounding snow scene, I understood where it was.
After murmuring thanks to Jenkins, he answered his most important question:
"This is the hot spring town of Hampawa Kingdom. I don't know if you have heard of it. Although it is just a town, it is the most important transportation hub and travel node in the northern part of the kingdom. No matter where you want to go, go to the hot spring town first It is all necessary, and the train lines there cover almost all routes in the northern part of the kingdom."
Miss Glasses warmly invited Jenkins to go to the hot spring town, and Jenkins also had the same intention. So the two cut down some nearby dead trees to make a stretcher, carried Mr. Stone and set off.
Along the way, Jenkins revealed a little about his background, but only that he had just had a bad space transfer accident. Miss Glasses and Mr. Stone are locals, that is, people from Hot Spring Town. They knew in advance that there was a strange situation here, and they did not report it to the church for various reasons, but chose to take risks by themselves.
What Jenkins gained in this strange situation was a painting. When he vomited just now, he noticed that the cat was wriggling. Only then did he realize that there was a rolled up canvas in his clothes.
Before his companions woke up, he checked the content of the painting, and it was the Killing Angel who was defeated this Monday.
Just like before, this is also a gift, but like the resurrection feather, it is a rare one-time gift. According to the information Jenkins got when he mentally touched the canvas, he could tear up the painting to summon the creatures in the painting.
As for the strength of the summoned object, it is related to the strength of the prototype and the summoner. Of course, although summoned objects exist for a limited time, they are controllable.
The location of the entrance to the Paradise is an uninhabited valley about ten miles (about 16.09km) outside of Hot Spring Town. The snow field that Jenkins thought was just because the wind and snow blocked his vision.
After walking out of the valley, follow the railway tracks along the line to find the town.
Although the road is long, Jenkins and Miss Glasses are gifters. In addition, they were lucky enough to encounter a train passing by with its siren sounding. After getting on the train, the speed of travel suddenly became faster.
Just like Miss Glasses said, although Hot Spring Town is just a town, its status is quite extraordinary. After the train entered the station, Jenkins noticed that there were a lot of people in the station, and when he walked out of the station, he was even more shocked by the prosperity here.
He had seen the capital of the Kingdom of Hampawo, so he understood how rare the degree of vaporization and prosperity of the hot spring town was in the icy and snowy Northland.
Seeing Jenkins' curious look, Miss Glasses invited Jenkins to her place as a guest. But Jenkins hesitated and declined. He was going to the Church of the Sages in Hot Springs, and as non-registered benefactors, it was best for Miss Glasses and Mr. Stone not to have anything to do with him.
The woman didn't insist, after all, her first task now was to wake up Mr. Stone. After parting, Jenkins stood at the station entrance and looked out for a while, instead of wandering around the town, he chose to go directly to the church.
Hot Spring Town is an important town in the Northland, and 7 of the Twelve Orthodox Churches have set up churches here, even more than Nolan.
Today is Saturday, and there is an endless stream of believers going to the church to pray and worship. Nor did the church guard pay particular attention to Jenkins as he led the curious cat through the main entrance. Jenkins, with his youthful appearance and steady demeanor, did not look like a troublemaker either.
Jenkins has never visited a church in any parish other than the one in the Shire. So after following the church members into the church, I didn't know who to go to.
He followed the crowd into the auditorium in the south of the complex, and by the time he realized where he was, he was already sitting on a bench, listening to the old priest's sermon.
Fortunately, from the perspective of clothing, the old priest in front of him should be a relatively important figure in the church. Jenkins sat there listening for half an hour, and when the priest stepped down to rest, he left early and stopped him in the corridor outside the auditorium.
"Sir, what can you do?"
The priest was very polite, with a kind expression on his face, and he was not angry because of Jenkins' impolite obstruction.
"I… "
Jenkins hesitated as soon as he opened his mouth. If he directly said "I am the Son of God", the other party didn't know whether he could believe it, and it was more likely that he would be regarded as a lunatic; Ordinary people may not understand it.
"I'm in some trouble, Father."
"Boy, everybody gets into trouble, that's life, but mortals..."
"Father, this is actually the case."
He looked around furtively, and after confirming that there was no one else, he reached out and grabbed the priest's arm. The old priest's expression was very vigilant, probably because he misunderstood Jenkins' actions.
The young writer put his right hand on his chest to block possible sight, and then activated his only divine ability [reading and writing], but did not completely shape the ability, but only showed the nature of the spirit and the light and shadow effects.
The old priest was taken aback for a moment. Although he was a mortal, he could still feel the unique characteristics of the sage magic, and immediately understood that Jenkins was a scribe.
The next thing was much easier, because the gentleman in charge of the giver in the Diocese of Hot Spring Town was not in the diocese at present, so the priest took Jenkins to find the keeper of the diocese.
The keeper chatted with Jenkins for a few words, and after confirming what happened, he contacted the Holy See by special means.