Jon had also met someone.
Another woman.
If Helga still truly existed in this world, she would have been an old woman over a thousand years old, older than many people in this world.
But that was not the case.
Because Helga was not purely human. She was a newly ascended goddess.
Gods always retained their beautiful appearances.
After all, between a young god and an old god, believers would vote with their feet.
"So you came to say goodbye, and from the sound of it, I'm the last one, am I?"
"The important people are always saved for last. I thought you of all people would firmly believe that."
"Perhaps I would when it comes to others, but you have far too many tricks up your sleeve. Who can say what you're really up to? Besides, the fact that you suddenly came here to say goodbye is absurd in itself. Your strength has been growing quickly, yes, but with something like the magical network boosting you, it would be strange if it didn't. But even if you maintain that rate of growth, it will still be some time before you can become a demigod. And after becoming a demigod, you still have a long road ahead before you become a god. Not to mention that the path you chose is far more difficult than the normal path to godhood. How could you possibly cross it so easily?"
"Ancestor, you still haven't seen enough. Some strange things have happened to me. I can't explain them to you, nor can I tell you about them, so I don't know when I might leave. To save time, I thought it would be better to settle everything here in advance. Otherwise, if I suddenly leave and things here aren't finished, what if the