Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 258 "Politeness"

The fast bell was ringing rapidly, seven short beeps in a row, followed by a few seconds later, another seven consecutive beeps, three rounds in a row.

Tirian listened out the window. He heard conversations in the corridor, and hurried steps in the clearing outside.

The priests above the middle level responded to the bell. They were arranging protection at various key positions and preparing for the night vigil, and the highest-ranking person in the cathedral should have gone to a hidden sanctuary at this time, ready to participate in the saints. their gathering.

Tirian is not a member of the church, but after all, he has lived for half a century, and he still has a good understanding of the rules in this regard. He can hear the key information from the frequency and repetition of the bell—this is the call to "listen The chime of the bell was an invitation to the gathering sent directly from the Tomb of the Unknown King, and the situation sounded rather urgent.

"Is there something wrong with any abnormality or vision? Did you discover something new? Or did the old one change?" Lucrecia muttered thoughtfully. How long has it been..."

Tirian listened to the movement outside for a while, then withdrew his attention and shook his head: "This is the Church of the Deep Sea's own business, we don't need to get involved."

"Well," Lucrezia nodded slightly, and then looked at her brother, "About anomaly 099, do you have any questions?"

Tirian thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, not anymore—and the bells are ringing in the evening, and the cathedral will be on vigil soon. We'd better not continue talking about things related to anomalies."

"Okay, then I'll keep busy with my own business," Lucrezia said immediately, and then, the crystal ball on the table began to flicker slightly, and her figure also faded away, but just when the contact was completely broken The moment before, she seemed to think of something again, and said suddenly, "By the way, there is one more thing about my father."

Tirian hesitated slightly: "...you say it."

"Father, he came to you this time...does he look sane?"

"He is sober, logical, and even a little..." Tirian obviously hesitated when he said this, but finally said it out, "I'm not sure, but it's even a little kind."

"Ah, that would be nice."

……

Fanna ran into the cathedral in a hurry, and saw that Bishop Valentine was waiting for her in front of the statue of the goddess, so she hurried forward a few steps: "Why is there another call so soon... I have never been out before. This situation."

"I don't know, this time the bell is directly controlled by the Cathedral of the Storm, so it must not be ringing for no reason," Valentine nodded to Fan Na, turned around and walked towards the corridor leading to the "Water-soaked Cave" while saying quickly, "It may be the same as last time. The list of anomalies and visions has changed directly, and the tomb guards are sending out summons."

Fanna followed the footsteps of the old bishop. When passing by the statue of the goddess, she stopped habitually and seemed to hesitate for a moment, but soon she bowed reverently as before, and then turned and continued to walk towards the entrance of the corridor.

It didn't take long before they came to the secret room at the end of the corridor, the water-soaked cave used to build the "spiritual energy channel".

The scene in the secret room remains the same as before. The quaint walls made of stones are always wet, and an illusory flame is burning in the brazier in the center of the room.

The door to the Chamber of Secrets was closed.

Fan Na took a light breath, stopped in front of the brazier, lowered her head and stared at the blazing flame that didn't need any fuel.

She calmed down her mind little by little, and gradually synchronized her spirituality with the guidance of the goddess. The jumping flame became the anchor point of stable humanity, and gradually filled her vision.

This was a process that she was familiar with, but this time, Fan Na felt that it was quite difficult.

She tried not to imagine that the flames were suddenly dyed green, and she did not imagine that the eyes of Captain Duncan might be hidden behind the flames——she slightly turned her head to look at Bishop Valentine next to her, and saw the eyes of the old man She has completely calmed down, and her breathing has become even. It is obvious that she has entered the assembly hall one step ahead of her.

Fanna had no choice but to look away, took a light breath, and tried to concentrate again, so that her spirituality could be synchronized with the guidance of the goddess.

Fortunately, this time she succeeded.

The illusory sea surged up, gently enveloping her, and the perception was pulled away from the mortal body, and reorganized in another dimension. Fanna was in a trance for a while, and she had already arrived at the mysterious ancient meeting place—— What comes into view is the familiar boundless square, the dilapidated ancient pillars standing around the square, and the vague human figures gathered between the pillars.

One of the phantoms quickly approached, it was Bishop Valentine: "Fanna, are you in trouble? It took you a long time this time."

"Not concentrated enough." Fan Na said casually, and immediately after, she noticed a striking figure standing on the edge of the square - that figure was solid and clear, completely different from the saints who only had blurred shadows around them, It can be clearly seen that it is a beautiful lady in a rich gown.

Of course Fanna knew that figure.

"His Holiness has arrived in person?" She was a little surprised, "Ah, this time I'm really... late at the wrong time."

"It's okay, I'll get used to it if I'm late," Valentine said casually, "The Pope was already here when I got here, and she might even be the first to come, I guess she might have some Special arrangement..."

Fan Na listened absent-mindedly. For some reason, she always felt that the condensed and elegant figure seemed to be paying attention to her side, and this kind of gaze made her feel a little awkward, even... nervous.

At this moment, Pope Helena suddenly turned her head.

She really took a serious look at Fan Na, and then, there seemed to be a smile on her face, and she nodded slightly.

Fan Na was startled for a moment, and just as she was about to return the gift, she was interrupted by a sudden low roar.

She followed the reputation and saw that the stone slab ground in the center of the square rose rapidly, and the fragmented ground was rippling like water. In a moment, a quaint palace made of pale boulders and lifeless appeared in the sight of the saints.

The Tomb of the Unknown King appeared.

The saints who were still talking in low voices quickly quieted down, and a quiet and solemn atmosphere enveloped the square. Fanna also quickly restrained her thoughts, not paying attention to the gaze cast by the Pope, but staring closely at the kind of gaze that the Pope cast on her. The pyramid-shaped main building of the ancient palace stared at its entrance.

The entrance door opened, and the extremely tall tomb keeper stepped out of it.

Wrapped in a shroud, half of its body scorched, and half of its body wrapped in shackles, as seen last time, this terrifying creature of flesh and blood, steel bondage, and death curse went straight to the saints gathered in the square. disciples.

Candidates have been chosen.

The next moment, he passed every shadow in the square without hesitation, and stopped directly in front of Fan Na.

The gravekeeper lowered his head, calmly watching the saint in front of him with one eye:
"You, you can enter the tomb."

He raised his hand, handed over the quill and parchment, and waited for Fanna's reaction.

Fan Na was stunned—almost all the saints were stunned.

The gravekeeper chose the same saint to enter the tomb twice in a row!
This has never happened in the past thousands of years!
Of course, there is no clear "rule" that prevents the gravekeeper from choosing the same saint in succession, but after so many years, the gravekeeper will always choose different saints to enter the tomb in two adjacent convocations, which means It has almost become a customary "rule". Even if the saints who entered the tomb last time come to the assembly this time, it is only to obey the order and ensure the integrity of the "listening" ceremony.

No one thought that Fan Na would be selected again.

Fanna was stunned for a few seconds, and the cemetery waited patiently with outstretched hands. At this time, the feeling of being watched came again. Fanna subconsciously followed the feeling, but she was meeting the Pope's sea. Lina's deep gaze.

Fan Na's heart tightened, she looked away guiltily, and then she noticed that the cemetery guard was still waiting—this terrifying looking ancient guard lowered his head without sadness or joy, and took the parchment and quill pen again. Moved forward a little.

"it's me again?"

Fan Na asked subconsciously, but she felt a little regretful the moment she asked—how could the gravekeeper answer these insignificant questions?
But then, she heard a hoarse and deep voice coming from in front of her: "Yes, it's you again."

Fan Na was a little surprised at once. She looked up at the slightly ferocious face of the grave guard, and then reached for the parchment and quill.

The cemetery keeper seemed to be nodding slightly, straightened up and said:
"Please write down what you hear."

Fan Na nodded subconsciously, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

I always feel... this gravekeeper seems to be a lot more polite?
(Tomorrow's update time is temporarily adjusted to 10 o'clock and 12 o'clock, only for tomorrow.)
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