Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 215
The Lost Homeland left in such a grandiose manner, just as it came with an unstoppable posture.

Fan Na looked at the giant ship that could almost be described as "magnificent" sailing majestically in the center of the Puland city-state, watching its illusory hull pass over the row upon row of roofs and towers in the city-state, the hull of the spirit body was like A distant phantom gradually disappeared from her sight, and with the disappearance of the Lost Homeland, the fires of spirit bodies burning raging everywhere in the Puland city-state also began to gradually extinguish and recede, as if it had been completed. What mission is generally attributed to nothing.

There is only a clear sky, a city-state as usual, and all beings who have just experienced a nightmare.

Bells echoed over the city-state one after another. It was the bell towers of churches all over the city continuing to ring according to the original historical trajectory, but the bells that were originally used to fight against the invasion of reality now sounded like some kind of farewell. Above the cathedral The siren also sounded, and this sharp and piercing sound startled Fanna.

She felt a breath approaching, turned around, and saw that Bishop Valentine had come to her side at some point. The old bishop who had experienced death held his staff tightly in his hand, looking up at the ship that the Lost Homeland had left. Direction, as if talking to himself: "I feel like I had a long, long dream..."

"You should know it's not a dream."

"I mean I just dreamed of twenty bunnies in Sharpie dresses dancing around me..."

Fan Na was taken aback for a moment: "Then you are indeed dreaming, maybe it's in the process of mental recovery... Do you have to tell such a cold joke now?"

"But it can make you wake up quickly, and get back to work quickly from the mess in your head," the old bishop said calmly, as if he was not the one who told a bad joke just now, then he lowered his head and looked at the In the direction of the Church Square, "We have a lot of things to do next. This time, it's not the White Oak that 'passed by' the Lost Home."

Fanna followed the eyes of the old bishop and saw that the guards on the church square and the city-state guards had fallen into some kind of confusion. They looked at the city-state that had returned to normal as if they had just woken up from a dream, but their memory was still there. Staying in the battle where historical pollution invaded reality, and because some of these people "woke up" earlier, they even saw the scene when the Lost Country left, which further exacerbated the confusion and tension.

Valentine's voice continued to sound next to Fanna: "... let the guards restore order first, and then start to investigate and sort out the current situation of the entire city-state, to confirm whether everyone has 'returned', and to confirm whether there is something missing or more in the city-state what, and..."

Valentine paused, looking at the young judge beside him.

"And preparing to report the situation to the Cathedral of Storms—Vanna, the most challenging paperwork in your life is coming."

Fanna's breathing suddenly suffocated.

A catastrophe is over, but not everything is over, and when everyone survives... it seems that the real investigation has only just begun.

……

The sun is just right.

The solemn and heavy door of the cathedral creaked open, and Heidi came to the church square with a somewhat bewildered expression. She looked at the usual street under the clear sky, but the rainstorm from before remained in her mind As noted, and the terrifying scene of rainstorm turning into rain of fire.

How did things end?

She only remembered that a ghost ship rose from the sea of ​​flames and sailed through the city-state like a cruise. Her consciousness was floating in a certain dimension between reality and fantasy. Two diametrically opposite histories intersected in her vision. Before the passage of the ghost ship, it was divided into two parts, one part of which was precipitated and became reality, and the other part was crushed into dust.

There was a slight heat in her chest. Heidi lowered her head and saw that the "gift" pendant that her father brought back from the antique shop was shining slightly. There was a slight cracking sound, and then it seemed to have exhausted its strength, and it turned into flying dust without a sound, and even the ropes connected to the pendant were wiped out.

Heidi was stunned, but soon, the noisy voices from all over the square interrupted her daze.

The guards are rectifying order, and the garrison from the city hall has also begun to roll call and return under the command of the officers at all levels. Some priests who helped restore order came out of the church, conveying the message from Bishop Valentine and Vanna. At the same time, some people were talking about the silhouette of the ghost ship that went away just now.

"... as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that thing floating over my head, as if sailing in transparent sea water..."

"It's scary to watch! Those flames are rubbing against the steeple of the cathedral! But it seems to be gone..."

"That's the Lost Country, there's no doubt... Don't you believe it, it's definitely the Lost Country!"

There was a loud voice yelling in the square, swearing that the ghost ship that passed through the city-state just now was the legendary Lost Homelander. Heidi looked in the direction of the voice and saw the voice It was an old gray-haired captain—she had dealt with that captain every day before, and she knew him very well.

"Captain Lawrence," Heidi walked over and greeted the old captain who was talking to a few refugees, "Are you okay?"

"Me? I'm fine, although I can't figure out what happened," the old captain smiled when he saw Heidi, "It's good to see that you are safe and sound, Miss Doctor—that was another time before." Rain and fire is too scary!"

Heidi responded casually, and then asked: "You said that the one who left just now...is the Lost Country?"

"Yes, it must be," Lawrence nodded immediately, "I'm too familiar with it! I've seen this scene before!"

Next to him was a citizen who had taken refuge in the cathedral before, and was still in shock at the moment. Seeing this, he couldn't help asking: "Have you seen it?"

"Yeah, why do you think I've been quarantined in the cathedral for so long?" Lawrence narrowed his eyes, and then turned to Heidi, "I know you can talk to the upper echelon of the church, so let me give you a suggestion Ah, go back and check carefully what is missing in the city-state, when the Lost Country passes by, it usually takes something away... I have experience!"

Heidi listened in a daze, and nodded in a daze. After a while, some memories that happened not long ago but seemed like a lifetime ago suddenly emerged in her mind——

What's the matter with father?

……

Morris didn't feel very well. He was dizzy and his stomach was in a tizzy, as if he drank a very strong wine and wanted to vomit, but he didn't dare to vomit.

Because he felt that the mops and buckets in front of him were staring at him covetously, and Miss Alice next to him was also staring at him silently.

If he really vomited on the deck, he might be beaten-on this ship, any rope was older than himself, and they probably didn't have the concept of respecting the elderly.

He thought he was probably seasick, maybe pigeonsick.

Morris raised his head and saw the pigeon named "Ai" proudly inspecting the piles of French fries on the deck. The pigeon had turned into a terrifying skeleton bird before and was placed in the antique shop. I took myself to this ghost ship when it suddenly rained fire outside the store, and now it has turned into its seemingly harmless appearance, walking back and forth between piles of chips.

The girl named Shirley is sitting not far away, and there is a dark hound staying with her. This seems to be a combination of a summoner and a dark demon, but the two of them are more honest than the other at the moment——Shirley Sitting upright like a well-educated lady, she didn't dare to breathe, and the ghostly demon she called "Agou" didn't even know where to find a newspaper, and sat upright. On the wooden barrel next to Shirley, she held the newspaper with her paws and pretended to read it—but it obviously couldn't read, and the newspaper was held upside down.

And farther away, you can see the towering masts, the sails of the spirit body that are transparent and illusory like a veil, the vast sea, and the city-state of Prand that is getting farther and farther away.

Recalling what he witnessed and experienced when he sailed through the city-state with this ship, Morris still felt his heart beating. The experience of overlooking the burning land after being transformed into a spirit body by the ghost flame It was a bit exciting. Many years ago, he might have thought it was an intense and interesting adventure, but now that he is no longer a young man, that experience might be a bit...too exciting for him.

Morris took a breath, feeling the thoughts in his head were in a mess. He was thinking about whether he had a chance to go back, and he was also worried about the situation of his family.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the opposite side, it was the deep hound——Morris knew what a deep hound was, but he never thought that a deep hound would be as sensible and polite as this one in front of him: "Old old mister , you, you, look at me... do I look like... like a well-educated Wen... Wen culture dog... dog?"

"Uh...Frankly speaking, I don't think a dog needs to show its upbringing by reading newspapers, but you are a deep demon, and the judgment standard can't be judged according to the dog in the world...Anyway, the smartest dog in the human world I can’t learn to sit on a wooden barrel and read a newspaper.” Morris was taken aback, and answered the other party’s question with a strange expression, “There are two other things, first, the newspaper on your paw is held upside down, and second... ...are you stuttering a bit?"

Agou was taken aback, and quickly flipped the newspaper on his paws, while answering: "I, I... I don't stutter, I am... yes, I am a little nervous..."

"Agou, I don't think you need to be so nervous," Shirley murmured suddenly at this moment, "And what newspaper do you read—Mr. Duncan already knew that we are both illiterate..."

As soon as her voice fell, before Ah Gou could speak, Alice, who was in a daze, raised her hand suddenly: "Me too!"

Shirley looked surprised, while Morris lowered his head silently, rubbing his forehead.

The old scholar felt that he had reached a place that was too outrageous... What is it all about?
(End of this chapter)