Half a minute passed after the Faceless Poet had completely disappeared.

The slight tremor that filled the air and made the skin tingle slightly gradually dissipated.

Even after it had completely dissipated, Annan still felt a crackling sensation on his skin.

It's like hearing noise continuously, and when you come to a quiet room, you will have auditory hallucinations in your ears from time to time.

It's like being soaked in the cold wind, and you can't help but shiver when you return to a warm room. It's not that the skin is cold, but that the bones and flesh are infused with a liquid "chill".

- This is "residual".

That is, the origin and original meaning of those "influence" names.

If you use a large-scale supernatural power, you will leave a mark on the world and get the corresponding impact. This is one of the prices of supernatural power. Like Annan's only distorted spell at the moment...... Just use it, and you'll get an impact.

Like a groove carved in the bottom of a river with stones...... Although it will gradually dissipate over time, it will continue to affect the world around it until it dissipates.

In the same way, those beings who hold the truth are themselves manifestations of concepts.

The mere existence of them alienates a certain range of the world around them by truth. And this soul-based influence can only be felt by the supernatural who has a keen intuition and a mastery of perception.

The older and more powerful the gods, the more they can restrain their influence on the outside world; And the more new the gods...... Even powerful beings who have not yet grasped the truth will cause damage to their surroundings.

It is precisely because of this that the anomalous sensation caused by the Faceless Poet to Annan when he appears is weaker than that of the Skeleton Male, and even if he pays a little attention, he can completely retract and hide; Sir Silver walks the streets without being noticed by anyone's inspiration.

And "Leviathan remnants" will still exist on the beach long after she leaves.

There's a problem here.

That's ......

Annan himself can make an impact.

He remembers it well.

When he saw Salvatore's magic mirror, which revealed the nature of his soul, he was directly influenced by looking at his own soul......

It's even a high-order influence.

Does this mean...... Annan's soul has produced a certain degree of alienation?

But Annan's soul has indeed not been sublimated.

It's not just a matter of not having a load.

Annan was so low in rank at the beginning...... And when he advanced to silver, he did remove a lot of impurities.

- Even if Annan is actually a second week, he can't be a real "washing and retraining".

Considering what the Faceless Poet said, "Knowledge has weight" and "You don't have to carry a weight yet".

Could it be ......

Annan of the week, in fact, took the path of a ceremonial master?

Such a thought crossed Annan's mind.

If this is the case, then everything is explained.

- Vasily Manning mentioned to Annan that a year before the Rotten Man attacked, the thirteen-year-old Annan had left the winter alone. And very few people know about this matter.

Annan was so weak that he had no guards, so why could the Grand Duke rest assured that he would leave the Duchy of Winter alone?

Unless Annan is not alone at all.

It is true that there is "no one" around him, but there is a god.

The power of the ritual master comes from transcendent knowledge. And Annan, as the heir to the name of Winter, is better suited to learn this knowledge than the Manning brothers...... At the same time, Annan is also a time-traveler, and his enlightenment time is much earlier than ordinary people, and when he was thirteen years old, he obtained the ability to protect himself through rituals and knew many gods—it is not impossible.

That's why Annan was able to forcibly perform the "Ritual: Fragments of the Prophet" in the absence of materials, and complete a small part of the ...... without side effects He did see the fragments of the future.

Because Annan himself is a ritual master who has lost his memory!

He had lost all memories of these rituals though...... It's like forgetting all your skills.

But his affinity and proficiency in ritual are still there!

"That's ...... so"

Annan muttered.

Old Nolan walked up to Annan with a smile: "Do you still have any questions now?" ”

“…… You guessed I lost my memory? ”

Seeing his reaction, Annan raised his eyebrows and asked unceremoniously.

This ordinary-looking old man did not change in the slightest with a kind and gentle smile on his face.

"It's just speculation...... I wasn't very sure before.

"You said when you were a kid that you would marry Kaphne when you grew up—I wasn't there, old man, but I heard my eldest son say it."

…… Really?

Annan hesitated for a moment.

But when you think about it, it seems that this is indeed what you can say......

Just like he is now playing a thirteen or fourteen-year-old beautiful boy who is crazy about the favor of the players...... If he were to play the role of an eight- or nine-year-old child, Annan would also consider what benefits he could get from his age and identity.

Relying on the innocent banner of "childlike words", he has a good impression of homeopathy, and is ready to give himself a wife with good appearance, status and personality in the future...... It is indeed something that Annan can do.

If that's the case, then it explains Kaphne's attitude towards herself......

In this way, it is necessary to adjust the attitude towards Kaphne.

I don't remember it now, but that's what I did.

Now naturally responsible.

…… What's more, Kaphne is indeed cute.

It's just that......

Annan glanced at the old crow.

Although he didn't have any opinions about the Geraint family, this attitude of openly saying to himself "I'm going to use you next" still made Annan feel a little awkward.

Perhaps this is one of the after-effects of his loss of fourteen years of memory as a superior.

Annan must have adapted to the situation that people would be used everywhere and anytime.

"You also invited the Faceless Poet?"

"No, it's not."

The old man immediately pleaded, "It was He who learned that you had come to Noah, so He came here temporarily." Until then, I didn't know that you were acquainted with the Faceless Poet.

"Of course, I didn't know that you were connected to so many true gods......"

- In the name of the Faceless Poet, I will keep this strictly secret.

Nolan promised Annan.

Eugene Geraint, who was on the side, also took the opportunity to swear a secret to the Faceless Poet.

"Then I would like to ask," Annan asked, pondering for a long time, "how much do you know about 'Nicholas Flammel'?" ”

"The one from the Kingdom of Denisoa?"

The old crow replied blandly, "His actions have been under our watch. This includes his course of action, his dealings with everyone, the apprentices and assistants he receives, and the experiments he conducts.

"He tried to evade our surveillance. But he soon discovers that Noah is all over our 'eyes', and even the great sage can't do that. ”

"No, I mean...... Do you know anything about what he did? ”

Annan added.

Nolan and Eugene looked at each other.

Eugene took over and asked, "Is it because he was the master of the Jade Tower?" ”

"No, he betrayed all of humanity...... Something that almost led to the catastrophe of the era. ”

Annan looked at the expressions of the two carefully, and suddenly smiled: "It seems that the crow also knows something." ”

No wonder...... He was able to pass through the royal capital without mowgli.

It seems that His Majesty really does not understand what happened to Nicholas.

Although there is no stone hammer yet, it must be just in case.

Feeling Annan's innocent ridicule, Nolan also smiled helplessly: "We only know what we know." ”

As he spoke, Eugene removed a bottle of wine from the top of the wine cabinet.

The old man got up and personally poured a glass of wine for Annan.

This is a jade-green liquor...... The color alone looks like a poisonous poison, but it doesn't have any taste.

"This is the 'Gift of Spring', one of the gifts of the Church of Bones. It's just to give you a mouthful, not the price of intelligence. ”

Nolan explained simply, and then said seriously: "In addition to selling intelligence here, we are also buying intelligence.

"Please also elaborate, Your Highness...... The price is negotiable. ”