Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 442

[Chapter 440 The Captain’s Suggestion]

Duncan changed to a more comfortable position and leaned back on the back of the sofa. His eyes passed through the gaps between the criss-crossed bandages on his face, and he looked at the priestess in front of him with a half-smile.

“Now that you know who I am, how do you feel about it?” He said with a smile, “From the perspective of the Church of Death—you should report this matter immediately.”

Agatha opened her mouth and said no for a long time After speaking, it took another half a minute before she spread her hands with a wry smile: “You put me in a very awkward position…” “But you should

report everything that happened here to the church immediately,” Duncan accepted. With a smile, his tone finally became serious, “Prand is the first, and Frost is the second—those cultists have indeed caused a lot of trouble in the past years, but troubles of this scale But it has never appeared so densely before, and don’t forget, in addition to the two city-states that were almost wiped out, the sun above our heads—anomaly 001, has also recently undergone disturbing changes.” Agatha

immediately Freed from embarrassment, under Duncan’s reminder, her expression gradually became serious: “…you mean, there is a connection between these events?” “I don’t know—don’t be so surprised, I’m not

omniscient existence,” Duncan said casually, “but I have a habit, when various small-probability events happen one after another, I tend to think that they are ‘harbingers’ of a larger system that is gradually going wrong. Among the two city-states Although the things done by the heretics seem unrelated, have you ever considered why they can all succeed in the near future? There have been so many large-scale heretic sacrifices in history, and a few of them have succeeded in making a fuss ?”

Agatha fell into deep thought, her expression gradually becoming serious.

“Report, all of them,” Duncan said softly, “don’t let any clues pass by—let the smart minds think about it.” “

I see, I will report the truth,” Agatha said solemnly He nodded, then “looked at” Duncan emphatically and said, “All of them.”

“I’m looking forward to the reaction of the Church of Death,” Duncan exhaled lightly, as if letting go of a concern, “It’s not good to delay.” Afterwards, the living room fell into

a moment of silence, as if everyone was in their own Thinking (except for Alice), it didn’t take long before Agatha broke the silence: “I should go back.” “

Not for a while?” Duncan said, “In this situation, you go out There are countless things to worry about, and there are not many opportunities to hide here.”

“That’s why I have to go back as soon as possible,” Agatha shook her head, “the city-state has countless problems to solve, not only the church, The situation at City Hall is also a mess—if I stay quiet, there will be no one to preside over it.”

“Is it a mess…” Duncan repeated thoughtfully, and then suddenly asked a question, “You Do you think that relying on Frost’s remaining organizational strength and manpower, can you really restore order in the entire city in a short time?” Agatha was taken aback for a moment

, as if she didn’t understand Duncan’s sudden question, but it was short-lived. She nodded after the silence: “…I will do my best.” “

‘Do my best’—but a lot of times, doing my best doesn’t solve the problem.” “

…What do you mean?”

“I just Suddenly there is a very bold suggestion,” Duncan laughed, and his eyes fell on Agatha, “a layman’s suggestion.” …

When

Agatha left 44 Oak Street, the sky had gradually dimmed, and the sun The power of the power is gradually fading from the real world, while little snow is still fluttering in the sky—fine and fluttering snowflakes fall from the darkness and chaos, pass through the dim halo of gas street lamps, and gradually cover the deserted streets.

The guard’s night watch troop passed by the distant intersection, the sound of the steam walker’s crackling footsteps occasionally broke the silence on the street, the bells that alternated between day and night were wafting in the distance, and the organ sound of the small church on the street corner was heard in the evening wind.

The scarred city-state licks its own wounds in the night.

The cold wind passed through the streets and alleys, rolling Agatha’s hair and the corners of her skirt. She stretched out her hand on the street where light snow was fluttering, and tilted her head slightly: “It’s still snowing.”

Fan Na who sent her out turned curiously. “Can’t you see snowflakes?”

“Can’t see—but can feel,” Agatha said softly. It’s been a long time to get used to it.”

She slowly withdrew her hand, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face: “But the good news is that I don’t feel the chill of the cold wind anymore, because no matter how thick the clothes are, the No matter how many fires there are, I feel that the world is…as cold.”

“…Sorry, it’s hard for me to imagine this feeling.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it, it doesn’t bother me too much, actually,” Agatha said Smiling, she slowly clenched her fists, and with the gathering of strength, some dark green flames gradually emerged from the criss-crossing “scars” all over her body. The flames flowed in her body like blood, “In this case, it will be better.”

Fan Na was silent for a few seconds: “If the captain knows that you use the flame you gave him to keep warm, his expression will probably be very exciting.” “What kind of

person is he?” Ah Gaza withdrew the power of the flame, and suddenly asked curiously, “Is he usually… severe or scary?” “What do you think?

You have been in contact with him twice.”

“I feel that all There are deviations from the truth in the information. He is far more peaceful and friendly than I imagined, but… maybe I should call him more, I don’t know whether I should measure an existence like him according to the standards of mortals. I know he was a human, but the warp…you know what I mean.”

Fan Na thought for a few seconds, then shook her head lightly: “Actually, I haven’t followed him for a long time, and I probably can’t give you a clear answer, but I can tell you that I also had similar worries with you—and in the end As a result, the Cathedral of the Storm made the decision to arrange for me, the Inquisitor, to board the Lost Home. Just as Captain Duncan chooses to believe that a ‘fake’ can be human, we also believe…or rather, would like to believe, Captain Duncan Human nature, after all…”

She stopped suddenly, looked up at the snowy sky, and after a while she whispered as if talking to herself: “After all, this world is too cold, if we If you no longer believe in hope, then there will really be only cold winds left in this boundless sea.”

Agatha didn’t speak for a while.

Fan Na suddenly asked after a few seconds of silence: “What do you think of the captain’s suggestion?”

Agatha pondered for a while before she spoke with a complicated expression: “Let the Sea Fog Fleet enter the city… To be honest, I don’t even know if this will restore order to the city-state, or will it bring more chaos-you have lived in this city for a while, and you should be very clear that for most Frost people In other words, what the Fleet of Fog means…”

“For most Purande, the Lost Homeland was also a horror-but believe me, after a terrible catastrophe, people’s ‘acceptance’ really From the perspective of a group, the longing for a stable life will overwhelm many concerns.” “The longing for a safe life

…”

Agatha said softly, she had already lost her vitality through this She felt the coldness of this snowy night, but for some reason, she thought of another thing.

Fifty years ago, when the great uprising broke out, it seemed to be snowing too.

“I will discuss this matter carefully with the officials of the city hall,” she seemed to have made up her mind, turning her head and said to Fan Na, “and from a personal point of view, I will support this matter.” “We all hope that

everything All right.” Fanna said.

“Yes, we all hope that things are going well.”

Agatha repeated, and then she waved her hand, and walked towards the steam car parked on the street with the church emblem hanging on it.

But just a few steps away, she stopped suddenly.

“Anything else?” Fan Na asked curiously.

“Some…personal questions, I hope it doesn’t seem too offensive,” Agatha turned her head, her expression seemed a little weird, and asked hesitantly, “You…really once jumped off a cliff and killed your heirs. Did you return safely?”

Fan Na was stunned for a moment, her eyes became strange: “Why do you ask this suddenly?” “

I don’t know, but this question just popped up in my mind,” Agatha looked a little embarrassed, ” It feels as if I have heard rumors about this at some point… Sorry, if this question makes you uncomfortable, I…” “It’s

nothing like this happened,” Fan Na relaxed, smiled and waved her hands, “However, the real situation is different from the rumors – I actually accidentally stepped on the air when I was walking, and fell off the edge of the cliff. When I landed, I happened to kill a deep-sea pollutant that was washed ashore for no reason. , not a real ‘child’, let alone beheaded, and I don’t know why it was spread like this.”

Agatha opened her mouth slightly—even though her eyes were blindfolded, her expression still revealed a “stunned” look.

“Then… are you alright?” the doorkeeper lady subconsciously said.

“Actually, I fell quite badly,” Fan Na smiled sheepishly, then patted her chest again, and made a strong posture, “But fortunately, I am a sports student, so I drank hot water and lay down for two I’ll be fine.”

Agatha: “…?”

Miss Gatekeeper was greatly shocked.

Fan Na was a little puzzled: “Why do you have such an expression?”

“…Your Puland sports student is scary.”

(End of this chapter)