When I woke up from the lethargy, instead of feeling sore, I felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. Before I opened my eyes, I felt like I was lying on the bed, and I could feel the unique fragrance of the forest in my breath.
Open your eyes and see the wooden beams and sloping roofs, and then realize that this is a cabin in the evergreen forest.
"Unfamiliar ceiling."
Before the old man on the side spoke, Jenkins took the initiative to say this sentence. Dad pursed his lips and shook his head, feeling sorry for missing an opportunity.
"Meow~"
Seeing Jenkins wake up, Chocolate, who was lying beside the pillow, immediately stood up. Jenkins also sat up on the bed and played with the cheerful cat with his fingers.
"What time is it now?"
"At three in the morning on a Saturday, you slept about five hours."
As the old man said, he put the magazine in his hand next to the vase, then stood up and pushed open the window. The cool night breeze immediately came in through the window, carrying the unique smell of the forest. The early spring wind was so pleasant that both Jenkins and his cat couldn't help squinting their eyes.
The light rain hit the ground and the eaves, and also hit the leaves with a pleasant sound. The night was beautiful, the first rainy night in early spring.
Outside the window, you can see the lush forests dancing with the evening wind and rain under the night sky, and the stars and rivers hanging upside down above your head. The red and blue moon hangs in the night sky forever, and under the silent moon is the silent forest night scene in the rain.
"Are you all right?"
"I've always been behind the Gate of Vientiane, and I came here only after hearing about what happened here."
While speaking, he picked up the teacup on the small wooden table, and after carefully opening the lid, white steam came out immediately.
Dad handed the cup to Jenkins, and Jenkins took a sip carefully, tasting the familiar sweetness.
"Are you all right now, Jenkins? How are you feeling?"
"It feels good, there is nothing wrong with the body, and the spirit is also full."
He tried to make a gesture of stretching his arms, and accidentally photographed his cat with his right hand. The cat immediately let out a miserable cry, and Jenkins could only put down the teacup and put it on the quilt to comfort him.
"That's good."
The old man nodded, he didn't seem to want to say too much.
"So... what's going on now?"
The scene that happened a few hours ago, Jenkins still has not figured out the reason. His idea is very simple, use his new weapons and the power of the protoss to directly defeat Skrull Pompeii head-on. And the subsequent forest resonance and animal mutations were completely unexpected to him. He thinks it has something to do with the new weapon and his [source of life], but he is not sure yet.
"The skull sword disappeared, just like thirty years ago;
About an hour ago, someone found Pompeii's headless corpse in an alley in the city. Divination, blood identification and unsuccessful psychic all showed that it was indeed him;
The church suffered heavy losses, but the tide of undead had subsided, and without the support of the skeleton sword, the demigods were enough to solve everything;
[Good night, my child] is expected to wear off after 30 minutes, and now the bishops are meeting to discuss how to solve tomorrow's newspaper headlines... "
He paused and looked at Jenkins, seeing confusion in Jenkins' eyes. Of course, the old man knew what Jenkins was wondering. Miss Bevanna and he both summed up everything just now as the resonance of the elf blood and the spirit of nature. This is correct to a certain extent, but it is still not good for Jenkins to know the truth. opportunity.
"But tonight's matter will probably all be pushed to the Duke of Antak of the Kingdom of Cheslan. You know who that is, and I heard that he appeared in your public class... The Kingdom of Fidiktli will probably report to him in the near future. The Kingdom of Cheslan declared war, and what happened tonight was more serious than launching a small-scale war... Throwing stunned poison into the city's water pipes, leading his own men to attack the city hall and church, and desecrating the corpses to prove that he was under the influence of the evil god Favor of... that's about it."
Pushing everything tonight to the Duke of Antak is definitely the best way that can be thought of in a hurry. Moreover, the foreign duke is not innocent. He is at least half responsible for tonight's incident. If he hadn't been greedy and cooperated with Pompeii in order to obtain the emblem of the savior, Nolan would not have suffered such a serious disaster.
"Has the Church caught the Duke now?"
"Not yet. The main energy of the church now is to deal with the plague after the tide of undead. It is conceivable that we will spend the whole spring in disaster prevention. This year's business will probably be very sluggish..."
Dad paused for a moment, then said slowly:
"Besides, the best situation is that the Duke of Antak cannot be captured now. Everyone knows that he is dead, and it is only a matter of time."
The church still doesn't know the role played by the Duke of Antak in this matter, and it seems that they don't know about the [Stage of Destiny]. Now the Duke and Jenkins have mastered the [Stage] mystic at the same time, but neither of them knows how to evolve into the [Stage of Destiny] next.
Jenkins planned to activate the mystic again as soon as possible, so that the Duke would appear in front of him just right. It's dangerous to let a guy like that out there, and Jenkins won't let him do it again.
"So it's all over?"
"Well..."
The old man seemed a little absent-minded, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down, peeling apples for Jenkins. The cat sat obediently on the quilt, staring at the plump red fruit with its big eyes without blinking.
"In fact, there are still some things. In addition to the aftermath, this accident made the church discover that the number of Nolan's illegal bestowers was more than expected. But this is not the point, after all, they have also helped a lot. The point Humans were not the only ones who fought fiercely with the undead last night, and a large number of alien species appeared on the battlefield... In other words, Nolan is now lurking a large number of alien species, and the church has no knowledge of it."
"This will be the goal of the church next, right? Investigate everything with the fog and the plague."
Having said that, the sickly man realized that the air outside the window was exceptionally good, and the weird fog had dissipated. He sighed, one thing was solved but more things came up, the leisurely days probably didn't exist anymore.
"What happened to the fog last night? I've never heard that the skull sword can manipulate fog."
The pattering rain covered up the smoke and fire in the forest. The fire in the forest has been extinguished, but the fog in the city still persists.
PS: According to the current update progress, there is still one and a half weeks to finish this volume. No prize quiz, where will the intermission go.