How many days has it been now?
Jenn raised his head, rubbed the dark circles under his eyes, and looked out the window.
The sky outside the window was still so blue, the clouds were still so white, and the world was still so harmonious … Oh, it seems that the sky isn't dark yet. Let's read another book.
Thinking of this, Jenn lowered his head without hesitation, flipped open the thick history book in his hand, and began to read the contents carefully.
At the same time, he held a quill in his right hand and drew on the parchment beside him, without the slightest intention of stopping.
"Sigh, even before the college entrance examination, I wasn't this focused … Now that I'm here, I actually have to revise history again?
What suits me should be a soft bed and the warmth of a young lady, not this damned book that's about to go moldy … "
While complaining to himself, Jenn flipped another page, and at the same time, he didn't forget to complain.
But despite his complaints, Zayen's speed was not slow at all under his watch.
His left hand flipped the thick pages in front of him from time to time, and his eyes turned over again and again.
If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.
Just like how all the students who were about to take the college entrance examination had to do a hundred sets of three-year and five-year secret tests, Jenn also needed to carefully investigate the Demon King Ritual assessment through other people's records.
Of course, such things wouldn't be written too clearly in the records, but this wasn't what Jenn was concerned about.
Instead, it was the more important part, which was the assessment questions in the Demon King Ritual. Were they randomly chosen?
Or were they made according to each person's limit?
If this was a game, then Jenn wouldn't consider this problem.
Because players could only receive quests after reaching a certain level, the failure to complete a quest definitely wouldn't be because the difficulty was too high, but more because the players' own skills weren't good enough.
But this was reality, not a game.
Considering the nature of the Demon King Ritual, it was difficult to determine whether all this was a coincidence, an accident, or a premeditated plan.
However, Jenn believed that this shouldn't be random. After all, this kind of quest was too deceptive.
That was why he wanted to look at the records of other Demon King Rituals to prove his guess.
And now, Jenn finally discovered some deeply hidden problems, and thus could prove his conjecture. That was, although these assessment questions seemed to be varied and arbitrary, in fact, they were all connected!
For example, the question about courting the Saintess mentioned before was because the Saintess, Catherine, was the most powerful clergyman in the main plane. As a Saintess who was favored by the gods, Catherine could be said to be perfect in all aspects.
To the lower realms, luring such a Saintess to fall into depravity was naturally the best.
There was naturally something special about exposing his identity and staying in the mortal plane for three hundred years.
In fact, the quality of the demon king's children who participated in the demon king's ritual was generally not high. It could be said that before the ritual actually began, the identity of this group of people was mostly exposed. Under such circumstances, they were given the test to "work hard in the main plane for three hundred years".
In other words, these questions were set according to the situation at that time and weren't randomly selected.
Not only that, but what made Jenn even more concerned was that although many of these questions sounded ridiculous and even gave people the illusion of "What the heck, are you trying to kill me?".
However, in the end, there were people who passed these rituals safely, and there wasn't a single case where no one passed.
Once or twice could be considered a coincidence, but there had been hundreds of demon king rituals, and there hadn't been any problems.
From this point of view, Zayen's biggest worry about the random selection that did not depend on the situation had been ruled out.
But this wasn't enough. He still had to find another answer.
If his guess was correct, and the assessment of every demon king ritual was based on the situation at that time, it meant that the questions this time were also in line with the world.
But the fall of the gods … Is that really possible?
Flipping to another page, Jenn reached out to push up his glasses.
The first large-scale fall of the gods was during the Creation War, but the records of that time couldn't be used as a reference.
After all, it was still ancient times when gods and demons lived together on the main plane, and it was convenient for them to fight.
But now, the gods went to Sinapus, while the Demons went to the underworld to indulge in debauchery.
Both sides weren't on the same plane at all, so it was naturally impossible for something similar to the Creation War to happen again.
And apart from the Creation War, there hadn't been a large-scale fall of gods.
After all, both sides learned their lesson after the Creation War. Apart from Bann and a few other idiots … Hmm?
At this thought, Jenn froze for a moment, and he immediately thought of a question.
When did Bann fall?
The answer to this question was simple: the War of the Holy Saints.
Back then, due to certain reasons, all the gods were forced to enter the main plane as Holy Saints, which led to a chaotic war.
During the War of the Holy Saints, many gods were killed for various reasons, and their divine titles were replaced and devoured by others.
Bann was one of them, and the mortal Maka who killed him later obtained the position of the God of War and became one of the Nine Saints.
This War of the Holy Saints also became the first time after the Creation War that the Upper Realm and Lower Realm suffered the most losses.
Wait, this means …
At this thought, Jenn's eyes brightened. He slammed the table hard and stood up.
That's right, that must be it!
The fall of the gods!
Although it was said that they had fallen, it didn't mean that there wouldn't be an heir for a fallen divine title.
Under the current circumstances, it was impossible for a true god to descend to the main plane.
But if there was a repeat of the War of the Holy Saints, it would be simple!
But there was also a problem.
And that was that no one knew what exactly happened in the previous War of the Holy Saints.
It was also unclear why so many gods and demon kings were forced to descend as Holy Saints.
If it were in the past, even if Jenn found a solution, he could only stare at it helplessly.
But now, it was a different matter.
He might not know the situation of the War of the Holy Saints, but someone did.
For Jenn, that was enough.
As for who that person was … The answer was obvious.
Fafna had been in a bad mood recently.
It should be said that ever since she deciphered the Fate Tablet, she had been in a very low mood.
The Fate Tablet recorded everything in this world, which naturally included the things that could and could not be said about the gods.
To Fafna, this was a huge blow to her life values.
It was like a naive and cute child who still believed in Santa Claus, but accidentally saw a book with content that was not suitable for children (and the kind that didn't have mosaics on it).
As a devout believer, there was nothing sadder than Fafna seeing her ideals crumble.
But Fafna didn't feel remorseful. On the contrary, she had been receiving guidance and guidance from Jenn.
Jenn needed to know the contents of the Fate Tablet through her, and at the same time, he would explain the situation to her.
Although the Fate Tablet could record all things, what Fafna saw was only an impression.
It was just like when people watched a movie. Most people would only watch those thrilling scenes. Only those movie critics could see the humanistic atmosphere contained in a certain scene or a certain angle of a certain scene in the movie.
And what Jenn did was similar to that of a movie critic. Fafna would tell him about the history recorded on the Fate Tablet, and Jenn would explain to her the reasons.
Of course, as a Demon, Jenn, who was talented in verbal cannons, didn't choose to deliberately slander the gods. On the contrary, he explained objectively and neutrally.
But this was enough for Fafna. After all, she was still a child, and a child who had not tasted the sufferings of the human world.
In the depths of her heart, she had beautiful fantasies about faith and the gods.
But when the veil of her fantasies was torn apart and she discovered that those revered and loved gods also had a despicable, treacherous, and cunning side, Fafna's feelings towards them naturally became much weaker.
Fafna's ideals had changed. In the past, she hoped to become a priest.
But now, she intended to be a historian and dig up the history behind the continent according to Sir Overlord's words.
* Knock knock … *
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Fafna turned her head.
"Please come in."
Along with Fafna's reply, the door opened and a series of footsteps sounded.
Upon hearing the footsteps, Fafna's nervous expression relaxed.
She knew that it was Jenn's footsteps.
As expected, Jenn's voice rang in Fafna's ears.
"Hello, Fafna. How have you been?"
"Everything is fine, Sir Overlord."
Hearing Zayen's question, Fafna hurriedly answered.
"Where shall we start today?"
"Today …"
For some reason, Fafna felt that Sir Overlord was a little strange today. His tone seemed a little unusual.
But soon, Fafna heard an unexpected answer.
"Then, let's start with the War of the Holy Saints."
"War of the Holy Saints?"
"That's right."
Jenn nodded in response to Fafna's question.
He smiled and sat in front of the girl, carefully sizing her up and said.
"There should be records of the War of the Holy Saints on the Fate Tablet, right? Have you heard stories about it?"
"When I was in the Temple, I did hear some rumors about the War of the Holy Saints …"
Fafna thought for a moment, then nodded.
Then, she didn't say anything else. Instead, she placed her hand on the Fate Tablet and lowered her head.
Along with her movements, a golden radiance emanated from the fate tablet and shrouded her body. After several rounds of practice, Fafna had learned how to read records from the fate tablet.
For now, she had done pretty well.
After a few moments, Fafna retracted her right hand, lifted her head, and answered hesitantly under Jenn's expectant gaze.
"Erm … I'm sorry, I couldn't find …"
"… Huh?"