The worried Jenkins returned to his home from the astral world, carefully wrote down the information he got from the protoss, and planned to share it with the church when he went to pick up the two containment objects on Thursday the day after tomorrow.
He sighed, worrying about the impending endgame. At the same time, I also thought that the difference machine's promotion of the doomsday itself is to follow the fate, and the rebels are against the fate, and the opponent occupies both the front and the back at once.
"But the qualification of the last savior is the qualification representing destiny. I don't know if this is a hint."
After that, he went out again in the dark and came to the apartment rented by the old elf. The elf had prepared drinks and waited for Jenkins. When Jenkins entered the door, the old elf saluted Jenkins respectfully, which made him a little embarrassed.
"You don't have to stop me, now you have become a real world tree seedling. Even in the evergreen forest, you are qualified to be the leader of the next generation of the elves. In this world, apart from my lord, there is no one in my heart who is more powerful than you It is noble. Praise the world tree! Praise the flowers!"
The old elf seemed a little excited, but what he showed was genuine joy.
Jenkins is infected by him, and temporarily forgets the things that bother him:
"On the way here just now, I was worried that when I came here, I would see you leaving a suicide note and dying. Oh, I'm not cursing you, it's just your tone when we parted in the morning, as if witnessing There will be no regrets after this.”
"I really have no regrets, but I still want to go back to my hometown and be buried there."
The old elf waved his hand and invited Jenkins to sit down and have a drink with him. Jenkins didn't mind, since the prepared drink was low in alcohol and tasted more like fruit juice.
"Being able to witness today's scene in my life is already the greatest honor. Watching the royal family's sacrificial elves accept the favor of the World Tree, in the flower forest, only those high elves have this honor."
"Elves also have classes?"
Jenkins sat on the sofa and poked his head to take the opportunity to ask.
"Of course, and more than human. Anyway, congratulations, Jenkins, if I may call you that. It has been a great honor to have known you and helped you in the last stretch of my life."
"It's also my luck to know you."
Jenkins said immediately, and then pressed his hand on the old elf's shoulder, the emerald green light penetrated into the skin, and then under the elf's aging and wrinkled skin, blood vessels suddenly bulged. But what flows in the blood vessels is not blood, but fluid with green fluorescence.
The elf let out a long sigh, and as the blood vessels all over his body returned to their original state after a sudden burst, the tone of his long sigh changed a little.
"In this way, you can live for at least 200 years. I think it should be no problem to return to the Flower Forest alive. Although I also have a key that can open the road to the outside world, I can't locate where the road can lead. So you'd better wait for this century to end."
"200 years?"
The elf looked at his hands. Although the skin didn't change much, he could feel the vitality and vitality flowing in his body:
"I have another 200 years?"
He showed a dumbfounding expression.
"Unhappy?"
Jenkins raised an eyebrow.
"Of course I'm happy, but I just didn't expect it. The last part of my life was really wonderful. Maybe I should record what I saw in my life while I was still alive, and write it as a memoir or a chapter novel. But that's it Let me live another 200 years, will it hurt you?"
"A little bit, but just take a break."
To be precise, the effects of those depleted efforts disappear after two breaths. [Seedling of World Tree] has broken through the shackles of [Essence of Life]. Now he can modify the growth cycle of any mortal thing at will, and it is not difficult for the old elf to return to the physical state of 200 years ago.
Because of this, he once again felt the power of the natural savior ability, and from this, he guessed how powerful the other world savior abilities he mastered would be if they were also innate.
After returning home from the elf, I met a red-haired girl in pajamas in the bedroom. She came to ask about the vision in the direction of the evergreen forest today. Jenkins explained the situation without concealment, and also showed her his sublimated ability.
Although Hathaway is worried that if this happens, Jenkins will really become the target of public criticism, but she is also happy that the person she chooses will embark on a path that bears the fate of the world.
And to celebrate, she showed Jenkins something nice to see.
Although Jenkins was not active in the city that night, the changes in the whole world would not stop at all. Early on Wednesday morning, I saw news from the newspaper that the fire in the Southland was spreading faster to the north, and then I learned from the church that another space-specific area appeared around Nolan.
So far, a quarter of Cheslan's area has been engulfed by fire, but under the suppression of Cheslan's army, the domestic order has not collapsed for the time being. It's just that more and more refugees cross the border, entering the Kingdom of Fidektli from the west of Cheslan, or entering the Kingdom of Hampavo from the north of Cheslan. The two countries are also actively accepting refugees, and let the church find a way to put out the fire.
Judging from the current situation, the fire may ignite the entire southern region of the main continent of the material world without the cold airflow from the north going south in winter.
When Jenkins went out that day, the gray fog in the sky prevented him from seeing the sun at all. When I rushed to the Church of the Sages to participate in today's talks, I also showed other churches that I had truly become a seedling of the World Tree for the first time, and hoped that through the Church of the Sages, everyone could be connected.
This was also the first time since the meeting that someone took the initiative to express that their own church should play a leading role in the cooperation. While this sounds unlikely to be agreed, it is surprising that the other eleven churches did not explicitly express their strong opposition.
Now that the time has come, everyone knows that this is no longer the time to consider self-interest. If you don't count the believers who are lying, as the church of sages who have the Son as the savior of the world, they are indeed qualified to lead everyone.
On a somewhat peaceful Wednesday, there were no more bizarre incidents around Jenkins. Apart from participating in the meeting, he only visited the red dragon, indicating that in the next few weeks, it may need to go to the astral world.
The Red Dragon naturally agreed, but it didn't have the ability to take the initiative to go to the astral world, and Jenkins had to open the door then.
It was time to ask for the Ice Soul in Dolores' hands. Although the benefactors of the tree house and the craftsmen's union hadn't appeared around Jenkins for a week, Jenkins always suspected that those people would jump out when he let down his vigilance.
So, after visiting the mansion where Salhi II stayed and having dinner with the Stuarts, he mentioned this matter to Dolores and Alexia in the study.
They also agreed, but when Jenkins repeated the steps of asking for the king's soul from Sigrid last time, he didn't see the king's soul peeling off Dolores' chest.
Even with a different rhetoric, Ice Soul still didn't make any movement. Jenkins was puzzled, while Dolores was angry. She was angry with herself. According to the princess's theory, the transfer of the king's soul requires allegiance, that is, loyalty. Even Sigrid Capet, who is an "outsider," can do it, but she can't, so she's mad at herself.
Jenkins had no idea about this kind of thing, so he discussed with Alexia, and then went to the star realm to consult the protoss again. Protoss gave some opinions. She believes that the king soul represents the qualification to become the leader of human beings. Sigrid Capet herself does not have any will to become a king. Therefore, as long as she is loyal to others, the king soul will naturally transfer.
But Dolores Stuart will definitely become the queen of the Northland, she is a qualified human leader in her own right. If she wants to transfer the king soul, unless she is willing to give up the throne, she can only make Jenkins a more qualified human leader than her.
"It's impossible for Dolores to give up the throne. We need the human kingdom to be under our control. So, the transfer of the Ice Soul requires me to officially become the successor of the Fidetictli Kingdom?"
Lacour immediately corrected Jenkins' statement, the two countries of human beings are equal in status, even if he becomes the king, he is not more qualified to be the leader of human beings than the current owner of Ice Soul.
"So, not only do I want to become king, but I also need the North Kingdom to be voluntarily 'subordinated' to Fidetic Terry?"
After returning to the study from the astral world, Jenkins concluded that Dolores, who was a little sad because of what happened just now, felt better. Alexia was sitting on a separate small sofa on one side of the table with a teacup in her hand, feeling a little amused by her student's attitude:
"It's difficult, but not impossible, for Salhi II to agree to a nominal attachment. This matter can be done by me and Dolores. But what are you going to do about being king? Jenkins, continue to wait Or do you do it right away?"
"Can't wait."
Jenkins sat next to Alexia, leaned forward slightly, and expressed his thoughts:
"No matter how long you wait to usurp the throne, you will never be able to fully prepare. I plan to do it in the near future. Miss Windsor has contacted enough supporters. I want to take advantage of the unfinished talks between the three kings. On the day when the topic was discussed, I brought people to a direct showdown at the city hall, so that Dolores' father could still support me, which also made up for some false shortcomings."
"When are you going to choose?"
Her Royal Highness asked with great interest.
"how about tomorrow?"
Jenkins asked jokingly, and understood that even if he was in a hurry, it would take time to arrange this important event.