Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 168 High Standard Report

To be honest, as soon as Duncan said this, he felt a little regretful - he was really afraid that Fan Na, an upright girl, would destroy her eyes on the spot...

The young judge's reaction was beyond his expectations. He had imagined that once the number one villain himself showed his face, it would inevitably arouse Fanna's strong hostility, but he didn't expect her actions to be so decisive and fast, and almost blinked. The key elements such as dream invasion and mirror medium were judged in a short time, and targeted confrontation was carried out, which was completely different from the original invasion of Shirley's dream.

She even tried her best to avoid communicating with herself, the intruder, from the beginning to the end-this is an "emergency measure" to prevent the spread of mental pollution when the dream world is invaded.

Facts have proved that the gap between a trained high-ranking judge and a son-of-a-bitch Yeluzi transcendent is not 01:30 points. If it weren't for Duncan's own power, it would be too weird, and the entire invasion process was entirely based on Fanna herself In the depths of his mind, any intruder with a different dish would probably be caught by the judge and thrown out after a face-to-face meeting.

Now, Fan Na has calmed down, just quietly looking at the ghost captain who appeared in the center of her field of vision—she has not been so impulsive as to directly destroy her own eyes, perhaps because she has already realized that this dream has been completely invaded, ordinary The means of expulsion will most likely not be effective.

She closed her eyes, and Duncan was still standing in front of her, standing in the darkness, but looked more and more gloomy, and his figure seemed uncertain in the reflection of the fire of the spirit body.

"What do you want to do," the young judge said, his voice was as cold as a piece of steel, "How did you invade my dream?"

Her attitude was full of hostility, but Duncan only found it funny-the inquisitor's behavior at this moment was completely different from the polite and peaceful appearance she had when she visited the antique shop.

I really don't know how she will react if she finds out the truth about the antique shop one day.

"Just to tell you one thing," Duncan said bluntly without talking nonsense, "If you really care about the safety of the city, you might as well go to the sixth street and take a look at that small church."

After speaking, he closed his mouth and stood quietly surrounded by the flames, maintaining a mysterious and majestic aura.

Fan Na was stunned when she heard the ghost captain's reply.

At this moment, it was as if something had pierced through a layer of curtains, revealing a corner of her mind that had been hidden all along, the sixth block, the chapel, these two words were strongly engraved into her mind, It made her feel in a trance.

But compared to this momentary trance, the reality that the dream was polluted by Captain Duncan touched her heart more strongly. She tried to pray to the goddess in her heart, but the power of the goddess could not penetrate this layer of illusion. She watched with vigilance. He stared at the "captain" in front of him, but couldn't see any judgeable emotional expression from that gloomy figure.

After a few seconds, she finally gritted her teeth lightly, tried to keep calm and said in a deep voice, "You invaded a judge's dream just for... this?"

"It's up to you to judge," Duncan said lightly, "I'm looking forward to what you find there."

He said so, and at the same time, he had begun to feel that his connection with this dream was rapidly becoming unstable.

A strong repulsive force is at play.

He noticed that Fan Na was not as quiet as she appeared on the surface—even though she was communicating with herself on the surface, this young judge was relying on willpower to fight against herself, the intruder, every second. So determined that he struggled to the critical point of waking up with only his will!

This made Duncan realize that the exchange must end as soon as possible. After explaining the necessary information, he should leave a mysterious image and retreat calmly.

He didn't intend to explain too many things to the other party, and he didn't expect to be able to clarify his friendly position or build up the slightest trust with Fan Na in a few words—the antagonistic nature between "Captain Duncan" and "City State Judge" was not It can be done by lip service, if you explain too much by yourself, you can only look suspicious, and even divert Fan Na's attention to unnecessary directions.

The fire of the spiritual body spreading in the darkness gradually receded, and Duncan's figure began to retreat slowly in Fanna's sight.

But in the last few seconds before the connection was about to be cut off, Fan Na couldn't help but questioned: "What are your plans for Prand?!"

Duncan raised his head in the darkness, and suddenly, a strong evil taste rose from his heart.

He watched the young judge through the dream, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up. In the dark green light of the fire of the spirit body, Fan Na heard the most outrageous and incomprehensible sentence she had heard since she became a judge:

"A whole order of fries."

The dream collapsed and the connection was completely lost.

In the void and chaotic dark space, Duncan stepped back slightly, staring at the star that was flickering unsteadily in front of him.

Ai in the form of a bone pigeon flew over in the darkness, and landed on his shoulder with flapping wings.

"No matter what she's going to think about next, at least one thing is for sure," Duncan glanced at Ai, and muttered softly as if talking to himself, "Sixth Street, the chapel, these two key pieces of information have been It has entered the sight of the Purand Storm Cathedral... No matter what the consideration is, they will definitely launch the highest intensity investigation there."

Duncan's idea is simple and effective - as long as he can lift the lid of the small church in the sixth block, as long as he can attract the attention of the Church of the Deep Sea, and as for Fan Na and the priests behind her, how can they think about other things? It's totally unimportant.

The biggest mobile natural disaster in the boundless sea directly asks the judge to report the heresy and corruption in the city-state. This matter is enough for the priests to think about it to death, but before they think about it, they will definitely put all their energy in there In a small church—they will have to dig out any secrets hidden in the church.

Of course, during this investigation, Fan Na may also waste some energy because of the existence of the Homeless, but that's the details.

Finally, thinking about the work he had done near the end of the dream, a smile appeared on Duncan's face.

"The whole order of French fries?" Ai Yi, who was on his shoulder, noticed the smile, and tilted his head, "Sliced ​​and made into sausages?"

"...Your language is getting more and more fragmented," Duncan frowned, "but it's okay to order French fries tomorrow morning. By the way, I can teach Alice how to cook some normal food."

……

Fan Na suddenly opened her eyes.

There is no light in the room, only the pale and cold light of the creation of the world spills into the bedroom through the window. Under the dim light, the furnishings in the bedroom seem to be covered with a layer of mottled light and shadow.

His heart was beating violently, his head seemed to be stuffed with a hot iron bar, the dull pain caused by severe mental exhaustion and high tension was constantly beating between his two temples, his nightdress was already soaked in sweat, It is extremely uncomfortable to stick to the skin coldly.

But these little discomforts are nothing compared to the dream that was invaded by pollution.

Fan Na sat up from the bed, looked around cautiously, blinked her eyes slowly, closed them again, and opened them slowly.

Every time, her heart would beat violently twice—she was testing whether she had really gotten rid of the "phantom" of the ghost captain, but she was worried that the figure of the other party would appear directly in her field of vision in the next second.

It wasn't until she confirmed that she had gotten rid of the invasion and that this was the real world that she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As an Inquisitor for so many years, she was rarely so nervous.

Fan Na left the bed and came to the dressing table not far away.

The dressing table stood here intact, and there was only his own figure in the mirror.

She stood in front of the mirror for several seconds, as if she wanted to confirm every detail in the mirror, then shook her head vigorously, opened the drawer of the dressing table, and took out a handle depicting the runes of storms and waves small dagger.

Hold the Hallows, cut the skin, let the blood soak the runes, and pray to the Storm Goddess.

During the short prayer, she heard the gentle sound of the waves ringing in her ears, and the blessing of the goddess, as always, soothed her restless heart.

After reconnecting with the goddess, Fanna finally relaxed—then she quickly changed out of her sweat-soaked pajamas, changed out of her clothes as quickly as possible, and casually picked up the Jujian, push the door and leave the room.

A moment later, a private car driven by a steam core broke the tranquility of the downtown area of ​​the upper city. Under the bright gas street lights, Fanna drove straight to the cathedral.

She must immediately tell Bishop Valentine what happened today, together with the abnormalities found in the archives before - the complexity of the matter has far exceeded expectations, and it is no longer a matter of relying solely on the judge. The incident can be resolved.

If necessary, it may even be necessary for Prand to contact the Cathedral of Storms, which is patrolling the Boundless Sea.

Fan Na's gaze was firm, her breathing was steady, and her thoughts were clear.

But suddenly, a little hesitation came to mind again.

She recalled the eerie scene near the end of that dream.

The whole order of fries...what the hell do you mean? !

(End of this chapter)