Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 222 Reunion
The familiar house stood quietly at the end of the quiet block, with bright and warm lights shining from the windows on the first floor.

The sky was completely dark, and the street lights on both sides of the road made the surroundings even more quiet. Heidi slowed down the speed of the car a little. In the last 100 meters near the house, she slowly adjusted her emotions with slow and deep breaths.

She helped Fanna calm down, but she knew that her mood was actually not as relaxed and indifferent as she showed.

The scene of saying goodbye to her father seemed to have happened a moment ago, when she had no idea what was going on in the city-state - and her father obviously noticed it at that time.

This is a life-and-death parting with hindsight.

Father let himself seek refuge in the cathedral, and he went to that antique store in downtown...but why did he go to that antique store?

A doubt suddenly appeared in Heidi's mind, but she quickly put it aside for the time being - the light in the foyer was on, and it was waiting for her.

The dark gray car drove steadily into the courtyard. Heidi pushed open the door of the house, took a few steps inside, and suddenly stopped in surprise.

What was waiting for me at home was not my father, who was supposed to be home in theory, but my mother—the mother was wearing a woolen shawl with dark blue stripes, sitting on the armchair by the dining table, wearing a delicate pair of He was looking at the newspaper intently, and there was a large pile of newspapers on the table next to him, which seemed to be old newspapers moved out of his father's study.

Heidi froze at the door of the restaurant, unable to react for a while.

She couldn't remember how long her mother hadn't walked out of that bedroom—it seemed that for many years, the mother in her memory had been staying in that dimly lit bedroom, and there was always an empty table next to the dining table at home. The seat, the seat my father said was for my mother, but no one ever sat on it.

Heidi always felt that this was a very strange thing, but after so many years, she was also used to the situation where her mother never left the house, until now... Seeing her mother sitting on that chair, she felt a sense of trance. If there is a sense of unreality in a lifetime.

Heidi subconsciously took two steps forward, and the footsteps finally caught the attention of the old woman at the dining table, who raised her head and smiled when she saw her daughter: "Ah, Heidi, you're back .”

"I..." Heidi opened her mouth, and she didn't know how to talk to her mother. She obviously went to her parents' bedroom to greet each other almost every day, but at this time, she felt that she and her mother had been together for more than ten years. Never seen before, "I wasted some time at the cathedral, you... are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm here," the mother smiled happily, and there seemed to be some brilliance in her eyes that Heidi couldn't understand. She got up from the chair, slowly came to her daughter, and looked at her daughter in a daze. Heidi's face, and reached out to touch the latter's hair, "Let me take a good look at you... It's been a long time since I took a good look at you..."

"Don't we meet every day?" Heidi said subconsciously, and then looked at the old woman in front of her with a little worry, "Why did you come out of the bedroom? Are you feeling better today?"

The mother smiled, as if talking to herself, or as if she was telling her daughter: "It's all right, it's all right... By the way, why hasn't Morris come back yet?"

"Father hasn't come home yet?" Heidi was taken aback when she heard the words, feeling a little worried in her heart, "He should have arrived home earlier, the place he went to was closer to the cathedral, and he didn't delay for a long time like me..."

"Maybe the car broke down on the way," my mother said slowly, "His driving skills have never been praised. Come on, let's wait for him together."

Heidi nodded hesitantly, and followed her mother back to the dining table, and then she noticed the sumptuous meals on the table—it was not the few dishes that the temporary maid hired at home usually cooks.

"You made this?" Heidi looked up in surprise, "You haven't cooked for a long time."

"Yeah, I haven't cooked for a long time, and I can't find where the ingredients are. I asked the maid lady to help find many things, and I don't know how they taste," the mother smiled faintly. Remember the general process."

Heidi listened, her eyes fell on the food on the table, she couldn't help picking up a fork to have a taste, but just as she raised her hand, she heard her mother's voice from the side: "We'll start dinner when your father gets home."

Heidi's movements stopped suddenly.

She hadn't heard this sentence for many years.

And at this moment, a slight noise suddenly came from near the door. It sounded like the sound of a large bird flapping its wings, mixed with a slight crackling sound. Heidi was just about to wonder what it was coming from. Then he heard the sound of picking out keys and turning the doorknob, and saw the door of the house not far away being opened.

Father is back.

Morris stood at the door in a daze, the dizziness caused by Ai's direct teleportation from the Lost Lands hadn't faded away. , he thought he was hallucinating.

He saw his wife sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for him to come home for dinner.

Then, he realized that it was not an illusion.

The "miracle" he prayed to from the subspace 11 years ago was finally solidified on this side of the curtain after the interlacing of flames and history—something he didn't even dare to dream of came true.

After standing like a statue for a long time, Morris finally stepped forward, walking faster and faster step by step.

Sharing the flesh and blood of the descendants of the deep sea with his family members on the Lost Home, listening to knowledge from the shadows of the subspace, becoming a member of a secret society... Not long ago, these things weighed heavily on his heart like a heavy burden, but Suddenly, the weight of these burdens seemed to disappear, and he seemed to see the most reasonable interpretation in it——

There is a price to be paid for the realization of any miracle, and now, the price has fallen on himself in the gentlest and most gracious way.

It's time to embrace it.

The wife stood up from the table, and Morris hugged her tightly.

"I finally saw you..." The old scholar's voice was low, as if he was afraid that Heidi next to him would hear it, and he was afraid that his wife in front of him wouldn't hear it, "I..."

"Okay, kid watching - you've got a long time to explain to me what's going on, don't rush now."

"Oh... oh, you're right, you're right."

Morris responded in a panic. He let go of his wife, turned his head, and saw Heidi looking at him with surprised eyes.

"Ahem... I came back late, on the way... the car broke down, and I have to find someone to drag it back tomorrow," Morris explained a few words unnaturally, and then quickly changed the subject, "Are you okay? The cathedral Over there... are you all right?"

"I'm just as unscathed as the others, except for being frightened and confused," Heidi replied, looking her father up and down again, "but you... why do I think you're weird? You're on the way back Did something happen?"

"What can I do?" Morris said immediately, as if he was afraid that Heidi would lead the topic to his itinerary for a while, and then he noticed the sumptuous meals on the table.

The expression on the old scholar's face suddenly became complicated.

"I... had dinner before I came back," he said hesitantly, "on the boat...at Mr. Duncan's."

Those ugly and scary "fish" appeared in his mind.

At the "Feast of the Warp Space", he was as nervous about the fish as the weird deep hound, but under the watchful eyes of Mr. Duncan, he still bite the bullet and ate the flesh and blood of the deep-sea son - what happened later He couldn't remember things clearly.

I just remember it was really fragrant.

Now he can't take a bite.

But at this moment, his wife's voice came from the side: "I made this with my own hands."

"Mom hasn't cooked for many years," Heidi also said, "She feels better today, so..."

"Then I'll eat some more." When Morris heard this, he sat down at the dining table without waiting for his daughter to finish speaking. He immediately picked up the soup bowl on the dinner plate and downed it in a big gulp.

"How does it taste...?" His wife asked expectantly beside him.

"It's a bit...salty," Morris said hesitantly, but then he picked up the bowl again, took a few mouthfuls, swallowed and smiled, "It's salty, too salty...you always cook like this salty……"

"If you don't like it, don't eat it!"

"I didn't say it was bad..."

"Then shut up and eat—is there still so much talk at the table?"

Heidi raised her head, looked at her father, and then at her mother.

She hadn't heard a conversation like this in years—and after all these years, nothing seemed to have changed.

So she laughed, lowered her head, cut off a piece of fried meat and put it in her mouth.

It is indeed a bit salty.

……

Uncle had gone to sleep, a deep sleep—he hadn't seemed to have had a good night's sleep for such a long time that he dozed off in the middle of talking to himself.

Fan Na walked slowly towards her bedroom.

She had already changed into a home dress, tied her hair into a simple ponytail, and after changing out of the scarred armor and putting down the giant sword, the judge who had returned from the battle restrained his evil spirit, as if She became a young girl with her own life and her own joys, sorrows and joys like an ordinary person.

When she was at home, she would not hide her emotions and thoughts, so her uncle obviously saw that she was preoccupied, but in the conversation just now, he didn't ask anything.

The two of them also tacitly did not mention the "Blessing of Subspace".

It was obvious that the uncle did not want to burden himself.

But Fanna herself knew that the burden on her heart at this moment was not just the so-called "blessing of the subspace", and had nothing to do with her own life or death.

She returned to the bedroom, closed the door, went to the dressing table, and took out the ritual dagger with gorgeous patterns from the drawer.

This is a sacred object of the Church of the Deep Sea, and it was also a gift that Bishop Valentine personally blessed and gave to herself after she was baptized.

This relic symbolizes the beginning of her faith in Gamona, the Goddess of Storms.

(End of this chapter)