Jenkins, who did not sleep after returning from the extreme north, stood by the window until dawn. He felt that the biggest point of this Northland adventure was not to defeat the Snowman Corps and reshape the order of the elements, but to have a deeper understanding of the end of the era again.
What he was thinking about at the moment was the master. When he was investigating the origin of the Snowman Legion in the god state, he didn't dare to explore the detailed relationship between the [Lord of Winter] and the legion.
But even so, there are vague clues that before becoming a master, [The Lord of Winter] used to be a god, and he was also a god with great influence, whose belief range covered the entire northern part of the continent.
"So, when disaster strikes again at the end of the era, can the gods and those outside the world provide protection and help to mortals as they do today?"
He doesn't know the answer, but instead of expecting protection from others, he might as well try to solve the trouble himself.
Jenkins has already made up his mind. After returning to Nolan this time, he must find a way to condense his divinity, and he can no longer rely on external divinity.
"Meow~"
The cat lying alone on the pillow squinted its eyes and barked again, the voice was very soft and soft, and the beard around its mouth trembled, but Jenkins still ignored it, but concentrated on rubbing the chess piece in his hand.
"And the matter on Ruen's side is not over yet. Although the imbalance of the elemental balance is a natural cause, the real beginning of this disaster is the tree house's support for Lark Stuart to cause trouble.
Speaking of which, in this incident, there were not many [Tree House] members who actually appeared. According to Alexia, even the two 'inferior' demigods who fought against us at the gate of the Senate may not all be members of [Tree House]. So the only people belonging to the [Tree House] that actually appeared were the ordinary people who handled the corpses near the square, and they might be subordinates of this crazy organization... "
So this incident is very miraculous. Although the tree house is not the root cause of this disaster, it is one of the direct causes. But in the end, [Tree House]has barely appeared, just doing something behind the scenes.
"These lunatics..."
Jenkins murmured, the cat looked at Jenkins' back with one big eye, and writhed on his pillow depressedly, looking very dissatisfied.
"So, what role did the Stuart family play in history? The ancestor of Stuart was able to obtain this gift... Although it seems easy for me to pass the test of those chess pieces, this is an exception That's all..."
He can only be sure now that the Stuart family does not have the same blood relationship with the master as the Augustus family. The family must have played a very important role in some lost history to acquire such a unique position, but no one can now say exactly what Stuart did.
Looking down at the chess piece in his hand again, the ice archer seemed to be smiling at Jenkins. Even though he has multiple gifts, he must admit that apart from the sword with a rather extraordinary origin, this is almost the most powerful class C gift he has come into contact with.
"Although I didn't want to own it, after all, it belongs to Dolores, but I got the other four by myself, what a pity."
He sighed again, tapped the wall with his left hand on the window sill, and pushed open the window.
"Meow~"
The cool morning breeze rushed into the room immediately, causing Chocolate, who was already dissatisfied, to scream again. But the wind is not very cold. Even though there was a snowfall last night, the temperature started to pick up a few hours ago. Now before dawn, it is very close to the normal temperature in early spring.
Looking at the darkness at the end of the horizon, he couldn't help sighing again:
"Last night I achieved so many things with only one drop of divinity. I still remember that half a year ago, the first drop of divinity from an unknown towering tree just let me check the memory of that evil spirit, and it burned Exhausted... Does this mean that my utilization of divinity is getting higher and higher? Well... this should be considered a good thing."
Even if no one points it out, Jenkins understands that as time goes on, he gets closer to the greats. This is not only reflected in the improvement of strength, but even in all aspects of life.
As for using the drop of divinity last night, it is natural to obtain some knowledge fragments of the original owner of the divinity. Because of the divine power of that drop of divinity, Jenkins suspected that it came directly from the master, or that it was a false god with the priesthood of [Ice and Snow] related to the master [Winter Lord].
After knowing that the Great Ones can occupy two or more positions at the same time in the form of avatars, Jenkins now subconsciously thinks whether he is someone's vest no matter what god he faces.
"[Snow Memory (yellow spell)], communicate with the snow in a certain area, and obtain what happened in the area for a certain period of time... Although it sounds like a method of divination, it has nothing to do with divination. It is the key to communicating the world. High-level usage of the spirit. Although I can't use it, Dolores may be interested."
With a random swipe in the air, a thick parchment was constructed by [Read and Write]. Under the action of the extremely powerful [Ice Condensation], the density of water molecules in the air changed slightly, and the piece of parchment floated in front of Jenkins.
Letters appear one after another on the parchment, which is Jenkins recording this ability.
“[Calling Snow Plague (Yellow Curse)], cast a curse on a certain piece of land, resulting in an extremely rare and highly contagious disease... When Nolan had a plague some time ago, I seem to have heard my father mumbling about this disease , the onset is characterized by extreme snow addiction, and has a high degree of addiction to snow."
After hesitating for a while, he still recorded the curse, maybe Dolores would be interested.
The cat shook its head behind Jenkins' back, knowing that Dolores would not be interested.
"[Ice Glow (Red Combat)], when using any weapon with a sharp blade to attack, the blade of the weapon will be blessed by the power of frost... Why does this sound like an enchanting ritual? Many rituals can do this A little, I just don’t know how powerful it is.”
He also recorded this last ability, thinking that he could discuss it with Alexia after returning to Loen. Short ladies like to explore these things.
Looking away from the gradually filled parchment to the window, the young man with his left hand behind his back and his right hand resting on the window sill sighed again. While he seems to benefit from each disaster, Jenkins wishes for a peaceful world.
He didn't understand why all of this started, but he knew that all of this would end with himself, the "savior". The direction of the magnificent era may only be in his mind.
There was no light in the room, so when the first rays of the sun broke through the night and illuminated Jenkins' figure, the cat behind him was clearly visible. Originally, the cat was lying there bored, but now looking at Jenkins standing in front of the window, he felt that he was much taller for no reason.