Qin Lele's departure left Xu Nan somewhat saddened.
When she had been around, he had not felt anything special. But once she left, a sense of being all alone suddenly welled up inside him. It seemed that when one was far from home, having a noisy companion was not so bad.
The expedition into the Frost Giant Tomb naturally came to an end as well.
Under Jerome's grief-stricken gaze, Quillras finally vanished into the Close at Hand Divine Kingdom with some measure of relief—
He had sustained the divine kingdom with his mortal body for far too long, and his disappearance even triggered a considerable Divinity Storm.
Fortunately, Jerome had now gained preliminary control over divine power. Suppressing his grief, he collected the ashes Quillras had turned into and placed them inside the Little Paper Boat within his body.
This had once been the Frost Giants' kingdom. Now that it had become Jerome's divine kingdom, allowing Quillras to rest here could be considered a consolation.
This man, who could be said to have devoted his entire life to the Kutelin People, had not forgotten the pursuit of his lifetime even at the end of his life. He was deeply gratified to see Jerome's changes. During his final burst of clarity, he grasped Jerome's hand and warned him to be wary of Miesella.
"...If you ever have the time, be sure to visit the ancient villages by the Violent Sea and see how our ancestors once lived..."
After saying that, his eyes held a kindly warmth. Unfortunately, he had no time to say anything else before he and the Close at Hand Divine Kingdom vanished into dust.
Jerome nodded through his tears.
His feelings toward Quillras were complicated. For a long time, he had regarded him as his most respected teacher,