Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 265 Captain's Warning

In all fairness, Fanna has almost never been afraid of anything in her life, but that Captain Duncan Abu Normar...seems to always bring her various "unexpected situations".

A room sealed off by dreams, the boundless dark sea outside the window, a strange light hanging high in the sky, under the silent night, someone knocked on the door.

Fan Na almost subconsciously wanted to condense her giant sword in the dream, and slash towards the door—fortunately, she controlled this impulse at the last second.

"Dong dong dong".

The knock on the door still came slowly, with full patience and politeness.

Fan Na took several deep breaths, not knowing what expression to show at this moment, so she could only keep her face sullen and try to make her tone look normal: "Please come in."

With a soft click, the handle was turned, and the dark wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and an extremely tall and majestic figure appeared in front of Fanna, and walked into the room.

And behind this figure, there is a piece of pure darkness, just like the edge of a dream—beyond the edge, there is "nothingness" without any entity.

Duncan walked into the room and gave Fanna a friendly smile: "Good afternoon, Fanna—I knocked on the door this time."

Fan Na looked at the ghost captain who was walking into the room without saying a word, watched the other party go to the wine cabinet next to him, took out the wine bottle and two wine glasses from it, and watched the other party calmly He came over to the table and sat down in the armchair.

"Why don't you come and have a seat?" Duncan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the young judge who was still standing near the window, indicating the empty seat on the other side of the table, "Your expression is not very good."

Fan Na hesitated for a moment, and finally came across to Duncan with a strange look on her face. While sitting on a chair cautiously, she watched the other party's movement of pouring wine, and then sighed after a long time: "Don't you think it's more scary this way? ?”

"Is that so?" Duncan looked at Fanna in surprise, then at the dream that he had spent a long time in arranging, looking at the warm everyday furnishings and the friendly wine glass in his hand, he wrinkled uncertainly. Frowning, "Then I'll try a brighter shade next time..."

"I don't think it's the tone of the question..." Fan Na felt her eyebrows tremble, but then she didn't know what to think, and sighed dumbfoundedly, "Well, at least I think I really feel your 'goodwill' ...the kindness is a bit scary, but I can more or less confirm its authenticity."

Duncan pushed a glass of wine over: "It seems to be a good thing."

"Thank you," Fan Na took the wine glass, looked hesitantly at the clear golden-red liquid inside, hesitated for a long time and put it aside for the time being, then she raised her eyes and looked at the captain opposite, "Here is Another dream—is it a room on the Lost Land?"

"There are some references, but not entirely. I arranged them according to my personal preferences," Duncan said unhurriedly. "Actually, I'm not very good at weaving dreams. I prefer to directly enter ready-made dreams, but you can't sleep well. It's very unstable, and the dream is broken and messy, so I prepared a place for you to rest."

Fan Na didn't pay attention to Duncan's last words. She just turned her head and glanced out the window, asking her biggest question: "What is that glowing thing in the sky outside...? It's also your 'personal preference'?"

Duncan was silent for a moment, his gaze was looking out of the window, and he sighed and shook his head in silence for a long time in the moonlight: "Well——I don't like the too pale and cold shimmer of World Creation, it's not soft enough, and It feels malicious. As for the one you see now... you can call it the 'moon'."

"'Moon'..." Fan Na awkwardly repeated this strange word that seemed to be a direct transliteration from an unknown language, "it's really a mouthful."

"Are you interested in it?" Duncan looked at Fan Na with a half-smile, "Then I can tell you the story behind this name..."

As a result, before he could finish his words, Fan Na shuddered all of a sudden: "No! Thank you!"

"...Well, it's always like this," Duncan shrugged, and said indifferently, "It's actually just some of the most common things, and it has nothing to do with the subspace."

"I'm sorry, I believe you are very friendly, but...you just think I'm a coward," Fan Na said awkwardly, after so many contacts and a series of incidents, she was wary and wary of the ghost captain. In fact, her mentality has subtly changed a lot, but anyway, even from a logical and rational point of view, she doesn't dare to just listen to "knowledge" from this subspace returnee, "Let's talk about something else. , why are you looking for me?"

"Two things." Duncan looked into Fanna's eyes. "First, thank you for taking care of Tirian these two days. He seems to be enjoying his stay in Prand."

"Captain Tirian?" Fan Na's heart moved, and she suddenly realized something, "Could it be that you have been paying attention to..."

"Yes, I have been paying attention to this matter," Duncan said with emotion in his tone, "he has been wandering in the north for many years, and he is also infected with the stink of pirates. He usually only has a group of undead sailors for company, and his social habits are extremely unhealthy. Coupled with the old incident of Frost, people have to worry about his mental state-in order to avoid becoming a lonely, weird and cynical weirdo, he needs some healthy and orderly interpersonal relationships..."

Duncan's words are basically just nonsense, just to further consolidate his image of "regaining humanity, reason and sobriety" so that he can deal with Fanna and the "ordered civilization" behind her. Miss Guan listened to the ghost captain talking to her like an old father in a daze, and after a long while, she could hold back a sentence: "You... you really care about him..."

Duncan is serious: "Family members caring for each other is the first step in maintaining family harmony."

"...But you almost blew up the Seamist into a pile of scrap metal." Fan Na reminded cautiously.

Duncan remains prim: "Proper education and guidance is the second step."

Fanna: "..."

Weird, out of harmony, and weird everywhere, Fan Na felt more and more that the communication process between herself and Captain Duncan was full of indescribable weird feelings, but for some reason, in this weird and out of harmony conversation, she really felt... …the ghost captain comes to life.

She had to shake her head, temporarily putting aside this sudden thought: "Then what about the second thing you said?"

"The second thing," Duncan straightened his expression and became a little serious, "is about the sun—have you noticed any changes in it?"

The sound of the waves outside the window gradually became quieter at some point, like a distant whisper, and the breeze blowing into the room also became indistinct.

When Fan Na heard the other party mention the "sun", her eyes changed slightly: "Are you referring to the 15-minute delayed sunrise, or..."

"There is a gap in its outer rune ring," Duncan said, "You should have noticed it from the look on your face."

Fan Na was silent for two or three seconds before she nodded lightly: "It's hard not to notice—although it's just a gap that's hard to detect with the naked eye, for thousands of years, there have always been vigilant eyes watching the operation of Vision 001. , the Church was immediately aware of this disturbing situation."

"Do the guardians never let up... I have a better impression of you," Duncan said, and suddenly asked, "Then what do you think about this?"

"...It depends on the feedback given by the Cathedral of the Storm," Fanna said sternly, "Prand can only report what he has observed. We are not a research facility, and we can't think of any way to intervene." to the operation of Vision 001."

She thought about this for a while, then shook her head with some uncertainty: "Perhaps, even the Cathedral of the Storm will not give a clear feedback, vision 001... Its operation affects the whole world, and its Also, it’s not just the Church of the Deep Sea that’s alarmed.”

As Fan Na said, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and looked up at Duncan: "You suddenly asked me to talk about this matter, do you know something? Do you know what's wrong with vision 001?"

Duncan didn't answer right away.

He involuntarily recalled the brief strange dream he had had in his mind.

In the dream, a huge light body fell like a meteor shower, and the whole world gradually fell into darkness. In the end, there was only a terrifying darkness in the sky, which looked like a hollow, or a dying eyeball.

At that time, he didn't comprehend anything from this dream, but now, he seems to have caught a glimpse of an omen from this dream.

"Even I'm not sure, Fanna," he finally broke the silence, looking calmly into Fanna's eyes, "but I think this should be just the beginning."

A chill slowly spread down her back, and Fan Na felt that she saw some extremely disturbing information from the other party's eyes: "Is it just the beginning?"

"I don't have enough evidence yet, but I guess that Vision 001 actually has a 'lifespan'," Duncan said seriously, "What the ancient kingdom of Crete left for future generations is not an eternal shelter, but just a For a moment of peace, the sun above our heads... probably is dying.

"As for when this evidence will come..."

Duncan paused, and said leisurely:

"Maybe there will be huge pieces falling from the sky, and that's the ticking of the countdown.

"It's more likely that the first fragments have fallen by now, just out of sight of the civilized world."

Chill and uneasiness spread in the bottom of her heart, Fan Na's eyes drooped slightly, covering up all the changes in her eyes, while her hand slowly picked up the wine glass next to her, and subconsciously brought it to her mouth, as if she wanted to drink alcohol Calm down your mind.

She took a sip, frowned slightly, and looked up at Duncan: "There is no taste..."

"Of course there is no smell," Duncan laughed, and slightly raised his glass to Fan Na, "because you are about to wake up."

Fan Na suddenly opened her eyes.

She was still sitting in the moving steam car, and the cathedral's tower and main building appeared in her vision.

Panting slightly, she heard the voice of her subordinates coming from the front: "Ah, you are awake, just in time, the cathedral is coming soon."

(End of this chapter)