Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 550

[Chapter 548 Lucy’s “Home”]

Crown Street, in this block located on the edge of the uptown area of Breezeport, there is a mansion that is always shrouded in mystery located in the deepest part of it – No. 99 Crown Street.

This is a three-story spire building with a distinctive northern city-state color. It is completely different from the common elven-style houses in Qingfeng Port. It has a dark-colored roof and contrasting white exterior walls, as well as complex patterns and solemn lines. There are tall windows, and there are spacious gardens in front and behind the mansion that are rare in the city-state. The gardens are planted with all kinds of weird flowers, plants and shrubs that almost no one can name.

Many people know the existence of this mansion, but almost no one knows the details of this mansion, because its owner rarely shows up, and only a few taciturn servants take care of the gardens and houses here on weekdays. Afterwards, when the lights in the mansion were turned on, there would be some weird and scary-looking shadows appearing in those lights –

some people insisted that they saw the servants who took care of the house during the day taking off their human clothes at night. The skin of the house turned into a squeaking puppet and a tin man, walking back and forth in the house. Some people claimed that they were attracted by inexplicable whispers when passing near the mansion, and when they woke up, they had arrived inexplicably. Elsewhere, some people even said that they saw with their own eyes the flowers and plants in the front yard of the mansion turned into dark thorns the moment the sun set, shrouding the entire first floor of the big house like a cage.

There are countless weird rumors that extend from this. Among the most outrageous rumors, the bad guys claim that the house is actually imprisoned with the ghost of a woman. The power of the curse spreads from the basement of the mansion, transforming the original place. Servants – when night falls, turn them into tin men and puppets without consciousness and memory.

However, these were ultimately proven to be just bizarre delusions made up by nervous passers-by – and in a city-state on the boundless sea, there are always a lot of similar rumors and conjectures.

The changes and pollution brought about by night are nerve-wracking, and many people will inevitably be overly vigilant and regard those caves with windy sounds and empty houses with strange noises as nests that breed filth in the darkness. Guardians handle many reports involving extraordinary beings every day, and it is inevitable that there will be such nervous “false alarms” – under normal circumstances, as long as this kind of nervousness does not cross the border of “mental pollution”, there will be nothing question.

After all, pure nervousness is not enough to actually “create” something in the darkness. It is better for citizens to be sufficiently vigilant than to have no reaction after the supernatural infection really occurs.

As for the real owner of the mansion…

the “Sea Witch” has long been accustomed to the fearful looks and terrifying rumors surrounding her. To a certain extent, some of the rumors surrounding No. 99 Crown Street were made by her on her own initiative. spread outside.

“I need a place to stay in the city-state. After all, staying at sea all the time will make people nervous, and I am no exception.” Back to her “home” in Breeze Port, Lucretia came He went to the window and looked at the quiet door outside, “But I don’t like to deal with people – it’s hard to find a truly undisturbed place in the city, and even the most remote neighborhoods are crowded, so it’s better to create something A frightening noise to prevent anyone from looking at my door out of curiosity.”

“Why don’t you consider imitating Tirian?” Duncan was curiously looking at the furnishings in this big house. After hearing Lucretia’s words He said casually, “He found a desert island in the no-man’s land of the cold sea to serve as a base for the Sea Mist Fleet. He didn’t have to worry about being disturbed for a century…” Lucretia tilted her head: “Then he secretly watched the striptease at home

. Did you hit me when you were young?”

Duncan coughed twice: “Ahem, don’t say that to your brother – say it in front of him next time.”

Lucretia: “…”

The corners of Miss Witch’s eyes were obvious She twitched a bit – she didn’t know if she liked her father’s current personality, but she knew that she obviously still needed some time to adapt.

But soon, she adjusted her expression: “I can’t imitate him. Occupying an island means building and managing countless facilities, commanding a fleet, and maintaining everything from logistics to external affairs.” I don’t have the brains for the entire communication system – it will take up a lot of my time for research. You know, just maintaining the operation of the Brilliant Star has already used up all my energy.” Footsteps came from the side, and a

person A servant wearing a black and white uniform came over with a tray in his hand. There were heated towels and refreshing drinks to relieve the fatigue of the journey. The servant bowed slightly to pay respect to Lucretia and Duncan, with a smile on his face. A smile as stiff as a corpse, and the ticking sound of clockwork and gears coming from within.

“You and Tyrion have your own areas of expertise.” Duncan took a drink from the tray and looked at this person curiously. It seemed to be the same as a real person, but if he took a second look, he would notice the inconsistency that seemed to be human and inhuman. The “manservant” who was in a strange place and had psychological fear, casually said to Lucretia, “Before I saw you again, I heard many rumors about you. According to the rumors, the relationship between you brother and sister is cold, even close to antagonism. , now it seems that the deviation is really outrageous.”

“After all… the split of the Homeless Fleet was a major event a century ago, and what happened after that major event is not something that ordinary people can find out. They only know about the Brilliant Star and the Sea The foghorn split up and almost reached the two ends of the civilized world, which would inevitably cause them to have a lot of drama.”

Lucretia said, shaking her head with a complicated expression.

“After you… left, my brother and I briefly got together a few times. At that time, the Lost Home had completely disappeared from the real world, but we could feel that you were still… ‘alive’.” She looked out the window

, As if talking to himself, he whispered those past events that no outsider knew.

“Near the border, at night, on the waterway you have explored, as long as we relax a little, we will ‘hear’ your voice, that irrational roar full of malice and destructive desire, It came from the depths of the world again and again, as if it was struggling to surface, trying to tear apart the barrier between the real world and the subspace…

“On several occasions, we even saw you and Lost Homeland in the dimness between day and night. No.—that ship rises from the darkness and approaches us like a doomsday. Death is everywhere in its path.

“However, later we discovered that only we can see that scene. It only exists in our field of vision and our thoughts. “Later,

my brother summed up some rules, and he found that it was precisely because of the existence of ‘us’ , will attract your ‘eyes’. The closer Tirian and I are, the stronger this attraction will be… Do you know? Just like lights, when two lights come together, they will emit a brighter light, and Tirian and I are the ‘lighthouses’ for you to return from subspace to the real world… “So, we

separated, and we became more and more divided. Far away, Tirian went to the northern border, and I kept sailing south – when we were half a world apart, we finally stopped seeing your phantom, and when we were farther away… we finally heard I won’t have your roar anymore.”

Lucretia breathed out softly, as if a heavy burden had fallen. She had been holding back her words for a century, and her breath was a hundred years too late.

Duncan listened quietly, but didn’t know what to say – he knew that what this “witch” was remembering and discussing at the moment was actually another person, and he didn’t need to feel any burden because of her story, and he didn’t have to He had any regrets and apologies, but for some reason, it was difficult for him to remain indifferent. Even “feelings” that he didn’t know belonged to him could not be suppressed in his heart. So after a long silence, he could only gently express his feelings. Sighing: “Thank you for your hard work.”

“Actually…it’s not bad,” Lucretia smiled and shook her head gently, “In the first ten years, we missed you so much that we even heard those voices, When you see those illusions, you will have unrealistic thoughts, thinking that if you really follow the ‘light’ and return to the real world, maybe everything will be fine.

“In the next ten years, the number of terrorist disasters caused by the Homeless Ship’s frequent proximity to the real world increased day by day, and we began to be afraid. Coupled with some of the mentality that I don’t know whether it can be regarded as a ‘sense of responsibility’, my brother and I began to look for A way to truly and completely banish you.

“A few more years later… our ‘exile’ seemed to have started to work. When the fear gradually subsided and nostalgia couldn’t help but come up again, my brother would occasionally mention the past days, and we carefully Don’t mention your name and that of the Lost Home, but you can’t help but discuss those great routes and unforgettable voyages…

“And in the last thirty or forty years, everything that can be discussed has been discussed. We finally stopped mentioning the Lost Home, and everything seemed to have passed. Even in the official documents of most city-states and the sailing experiences of the captains, the Lost Home has become a ‘historical term’ and a legend. The story–and the fear of the Sea Mist and the Brilliant Star seemed to have subsided a lot.

“Then, you appeared–the White Oak escaped from the storm and brought the terrible news to the common people. The city-state of Rand…did you know? Tirian didn’t sleep well for three days after receiving the news. “

She laughed suddenly, as if she had never laughed so easily in this century.

At the ends of her hair, the silver-white hair accessories in the shape of waves and feathers swayed with her smile, glowing with warm light. .

Duncan sighed softly.

However, just when he was about to say something, a scream suddenly came from the direction of the living room, interrupting the conversation between him and Lucretia.

It sounded like Ni Nina’s voice.

Duncan and Lucretia looked at each other quickly, turned around and ran towards the living room.

Just halfway through, they heard Nina’s voice full of shock and anger –

“Them! Why! Want it on waffles! Put the stinky beans——”

(End of chapter)