Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 533

[Chapter 531 Uninvited Guest]

In the first few minutes, Heidi did not get up from the hospital bed rashly, but carefully observed the situation around her, listening to the movement outside the room, and then raised her wrist to check the number of colored stones on the bracelet and color arrangement.

After doing this, she subconsciously reached out and touched the “Amethyst” pendant on her chest – the slightly cold touch came from her fingertips, transmitting reassuring power.

Thinking of the real origin of this pendant and the source of this protective power in her mind, Miss Psychiatrist’s face was a little weird, but soon, she suppressed this strange feeling, leaving only a helpless sigh— —

“Fate, it’s really incredible…” She couldn’t help muttering softly.

“Yeah, in your eyes, fate is really incredible.”

A strange and deep voice suddenly came from the side, which made Heidi wake up instantly, and her muscles tensed suddenly.

She suddenly turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, but saw a figure wearing a dark brown old robe sitting there at some time near the window of the ward. The old robe covered almost all of the other person’s body. The outline details, and the thick and wide hood shrouded all his facial features in the shadows. It can only be judged from the crooked figure, low voice, and a few wrinkles on the edge of the hood shadow that this seems to be an old man.

The sunlight is pouring into the room obliquely, and some dust slowly floats and moves in the light of the setting sun, and the light leaves mottled and intermittent projections between the folds of this mysterious man’s robe. Suddenly, the figure looks like a phantom Translucent texture.

who is this When did it appear here? Could it be that he was there just now?

A series of horrifying questions instantly appeared in Heidi’s mind, and at the same time, her hand subconsciously stretched out to the suitcase next to the bed.

But before her hand touched the suitcase, the low, hoarse voice came from the window again: “There is no need to be so hostile, Miss Heidi, I am not your enemy today—and your gold cone and pistol I can’t kill a temporary traveler, sit down, I’m just here to chat with you, and I’ll treat it as a way to relieve your boredom.”

Heidi still took the pistol out of the hidden compartment of the suitcase with no expression on her face. While quietly pointing the muzzle at the other party, he said in a deep voice: “… who are you?”

The figure in the robe did not answer Heidi, but slowly raised his arms, and looked carefully at the sun shining in from the window. Looking at his hands, as if he suddenly discovered something interesting, he put his arms in the sun and observed them repeatedly.

The sleeves of the old robe slipped down, and the arm was as dry as a branch, wrinkled and cracked.

Heidi looked at the other party’s weird behavior with vigilance, and suddenly noticed the strange state of the arm in the sun-it really became transparent from time to time, and for a few moments, she could even see it. The sunlight penetrates the arm and shines directly to this side.

“It’s unbelievable… I almost forgot what sunshine looks like…”

The man in the robe exclaimed, with incomprehensible emotion in his tone, and then he turned his head suddenly, as if he was talking to Heidi , and muttered as if talking to himself: “…before the fourth long night begins, things will change, the sun will become milder, and the once distinct ‘boundary’ established by the sun will also blur Now, what was exiled, forgotten, erased, and changed will be allowed to return to this world for a short time—we bathe in this dusk together, waiting for the moment when the sun goes down…”

The voice of the uninvited guest was low and slow, not so much telling someone, but more like facing a written chapter, and slowly reciting the ancient words on it.

Like a preacher, he is proclaiming his destiny to the world.

Heidi listened to the other party’s chanting that seemed to have mysterious and bewitching power, and suddenly she vaguely thought of something, and her eyes instantly became sharp: “Finally a preacher?!”

The figure in the robe finally raised his head, and in the hazy shadow cast by the hood, a pair of strange golden eyes stared at him calmly: “Miss Heidi, you have established contact with the promised ark, Have you seen the end of that journey?”

“I’m not interested in the bewitching of cultists.” Heidi’s voice was cold and hard, her finger slightly pressed on the trigger, and her other hand subconsciously grabbed the amethyst pendant on her chest , A sense of tension gradually spread in the bottom of my heart.

She had no idea—although she had dealt with mental patients and their mental illnesses, as well as monsters and shadows that appeared in nightmares, she had never dealt with the “rare enemy” of the final missionary. There are very few records of space lunatics, and there is no targeted training for these cultists in the body protection course of the martial arts school affiliated to the Academy of Truth. efficient.

However, the uninvited guest did not respond when he saw Heidi’s obvious hostile behavior.

He seemed to be very different from the final missionary Heidi had learned about in textbooks.

“We smell something unusual, Miss Heidi, just after the promised ark came,” he said leisurely, even politely, “a huge, boundless void, it appeared after the end, there There is nothing… We are looking for a way to avoid the doomsday, but now it seems that outside the doomsday is a vast void that is more terrifying than the doomsday… You have touched Him, and now, you have also become a part of this void, this void It makes us very curious…what happened?”

The uninvited guest’s speech sounded like a godsend, obscure and difficult to understand. Lost the ability to communicate with ordinary people, but even so, Heidi still caught some specious information from the other party’s few words, and couldn’t help feeling emotional.

She frowned slightly.

“Are you talking about… Duncan Abnomair? You mean, he brings some kind of ‘hole’?”

The old preacher slowly stood up from the chair. Under the sun, his figure was much taller than Heidi imagined. Even though he was stooped, he was still like a giant: “I don’t know, we only know The void has been created and is expanding, and perhaps one day, it will cover the entire night sky of the fourth long night…”

Heidi became nervous because of the other party’s sudden move, and raised the muzzle of the gun a little bit: ” Heretic, what do you want from me?”

“…We are eager to know the nature of this emptiness,” the other party actually answered her question seriously, but soon, he shook his head, “It’s a pity, I It seems that it’s not the right time.”

Heidi was taken aback when she heard the words, and subconsciously asked, “What do you mean?”

The other party didn’t answer, but turned around slowly, looking at the sunshine outside the window.

“What do you mean by the fourth long night you just mentioned?” Heidi asked again.

The uninvited guest just waved his hand.

“During this window period, we can only have limited communication—it’s time to leave,” the missionary finally said softly, and walked towards the sunshine, “We may meet in the next window period, or we may not, It depends on the speed at which the void expands… But no matter whether the next window appears or not, we will meet again sooner or later… Dusk is approaching.”

His figure finally became completely transparent, and instantly melted into the sunlight.

Heidi froze.

If it wasn’t for the clear and stable memory in her mind, if it wasn’t for the distinct touch from the pistol and the amethyst pendant, she would almost think that she had just had another dream.

Then, as the aura of the final missionary disappeared completely, she suddenly felt a subtle change in the “atmosphere” in the room.

It seemed that some kind of blocking force had receded from the room.

There were slightly hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the ward.

…

In the captain’s cabin of the Lost Home, Duncan sat quietly at the navigating table, still recalling the information he saw and perceived in the strange dream before.

After some time, Morris’ voice suddenly sounded from the side, interrupting his thinking: “I thought you would consider letting Heidi join this ship.”

Duncan raised his head and glanced at the old man with a smile: “Didn’t you say you didn’t want her to get too close to the Lost Home?”

“At the time… I was a little nervous about this ship,” Morris smiled awkwardly, then shook his head, “And Heidi She still doesn’t know about us at all, but now that she already knows, there’s no need to hide any more.”

Duncan thought for a while, and said quite seriously: “Indeed, but after thinking about it carefully, there doesn’t seem to be anything on this ship. I need a psychiatrist.”

Then he turned his head, glanced out of the window, and said casually, “Who here needs psychological counseling? You don’t need it, Agatha doesn’t need it, and I don’t need it. Fanna’s will is so strong that even I They were all shocked, Shirley’s rationality was bound to Agou, Agou was a deep demon, Nina was a fragment of the sun, Alice…Alice didn’t have a mind at all, is there anything else? Goat head?” on the nautical

table When the goat head heard his name, he turned his neck immediately: “Ah, great captain, your first mate is always tough and reliable, and will not be defeated by so-called psychological problems, and I have studied many psychology courses by myself, and I am completely able to …”

“Shut up.”

“Oh.”

“So, look,” Duncan turned to Morris and spread his hands, “If Heidi comes, she is probably the one who needs a psychiatrist on this ship Myself.”

Morris thought for a while, silently picked up the pipe, and muttered before putting it in his mouth: “It seems to be…”

(End of this chapter)