It had to be said, the Book of Knowledge had truly hit the nail on the head.
Ryan no longer obsessed over it so stubbornly. His desire to protect everyone was unrealistic. If the calamity truly arrived, there was only one thing he could do now: give this land more vitality.
Thus, Ryan dismissed everyone and began conveying his stance to Eteria and the other Magistrates through the female officials.
Once his orders were issued, a vast number of work reports would naturally be compiled. Eteria would surely submit a thick report before long, and Ryan would only need to approve it.
As for how much of what was in those reports would be destroyed by the calamity, Ryan could only wait and see.
With the matter handed over to Eteria, Ryan relaxed as well. As for how troubled a certain Legendary Magistrate lady might become, Ryan had no idea.
After setting down that burden, Ryan actually felt like he had nothing to do.
Glancing at the pile of documents on the desk concerning nobles, territories, and affairs from various regions, Ryan had no desire to deal with any of them. No matter how great the whirlpool engulfing the world was, Ryan currently felt as though the Northern Lands stood apart from it.
"Perhaps I should find something else to do."
Ryan looked at his Spirituality Panel. The amount of Old One divinity on it was enormous, but he had yet to find a suitable use for it.
The Planar Gate could be opened at any time. It seemed there were still too many places in the Pan-Plane world suffering under the devastation of the Northlands apocalypse.
"Winter always comes much earlier in the Northlands, and once winter arrives, everything falls silent. There isn't much to do." Spring was for