Once he entered Meditation, Annan could easily sense a speck of Divinity floating above his Mana Vortex.
Annan had examined that golden glow before, but it was like the sun: visible, yet impossible to touch, let alone approach.
"Sense Divinity the way you sense the Mana Vortex..."
Annan settled his mind and observed the Divinity like a child who loved watching the sun.
Minutes passed, then dozens of minutes. The Divinity did not change in the slightest.
If only someone could teach me step by step.
In this age, no one knew how to use Divinity except Demigods, Godspawn, and God-Slaying Legends. As it happened, Annan knew none of them.
Grand Lord Raymond really had it rough. He could have stood among those great figures, but instead he picked a fight with me and lost everything.
Huh?
Annan noticed the Divinity suddenly tremble.
Did something just happen? Or did thinking of those beings stir it?
Demigods?
Raymond?
Godspawn?
In the end, Annan discovered that when he observed the Divinity out of the corner of his eye, it grew much more active. When he focused on it, it quieted down again.
Does Divinity have a mind of its own? Or is my "gaze" itself a form of control?
The Divinity stopped moving again. Annan had no experience with this, so he resorted to the simplest method: seeing which of them would give in first.
Some young chess players reportedly dragged out matches against renowned older players, using their youth and stamina to tire their opponents out and win.
That was exactly Annan's plan. He had possessed the Divinity for over a month without rushing to study it. He could wait another month if he had to.
Meanwhile, in the garden of the City Lord's Mansion, the Princess beneath a tree raised