Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 275 A Pleasant Meeting

At this moment, Duncan thought about all the similar talismans he had shot in the past in his mind, and after thinking for a long time, he was slightly relieved.

In my memory, the only amulets given out as special gifts were two for Morris, and the others were just ordinary commodities. After such a long time, no one who bought the amulets came to report any unusual phenomena .

After heaving a sigh of relief, Duncan couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Although the reason for the change in the talisman is not yet clear, the news that Fan Na brought undoubtedly reminded him, allowing him to further understand and psychologically prepare for the "weird phenomenon" that may occur around him.

From now on... It seems that I can't just give things to others casually, and I can't promise things casually.

The brief silence on Duncan's side also caught Fan Na's attention, who cast her eyes curiously: "Did you remember anything?"

"...After thinking about the recent events carefully, there is nothing wrong with it," Duncan shook his head, and said with a calm and sincere tone, "Could it be that Heidi made a mistake?"

"It's unlikely, she is a senior psychiatrist, she has a certain understanding of the supernatural domain, and she is very clear about her mental state," Fan Na shook her head, "But the problem with the talisman may indeed lie in other links... Perhaps, it's just a supernatural item mixed into an ordinary product, or it may be during the production process..."

Fan Na spoke slowly, but it didn't seem like she was explaining to Duncan, but was hypnotizing and persuading herself.

As an Inquisitor, she should not have been complacent about potential paranormal events, but her attention was eventually diverted from the amulet.

The gentle sound of the waves echoed in her mind, bringing wave after wave of relief, and gradually made her forget the purpose of coming here in the first place.

Fan Na raised her head and silently looked around the antique shop.

The girl named Shirley had already returned to the store, and she was looking carefully at this place while arranging things on the shelves.

Nina also helps out in the store.

A fair-haired woman named Alice was bustling about by the small stove.

Mr. Duncan sat behind the counter with a friendly smile on his face.

The sound of heavy traffic on the street outside the shop sounds a little far away, the kettle in the shop is making a sharp sound little by little, there seems to be some squirming shadows in the corner of the shelf next to it, and the stairs leading to the second floor seem to extend into the infinite darkness .

The entire building seemed to be filled with faint whispering voices.

"The tea is ready," Alice's voice came from the side, she brought a cup of hot tea and put it on the counter, and pushed it towards Fan Na, "Please use it slowly."

Fan Na silently picked up the teacup, took a sip from her mouth, and then chewed again - she swallowed the scalding tea and tea leaves expressionlessly.

When Duncan saw this situation, he was astonished—it was the first time he had seen someone who could swallow the tea made by Alice so calmly. This Miss Fanna really deserved to be the number one beautiful girl in Puland A strong man is beyond human reach.

After a while, Duncan found that Fanna was just looking around and didn't intend to speak. Finally, Duncan couldn't help breaking the silence: "Is there anything else besides the amulet?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was a little distracted all of a sudden." Fan Na seemed to wake up suddenly, and suddenly coughed violently a few times, as if she was choking on something. She frowned and glanced at the empty teacup in front of her, then shook it. Shaking his head, "No, I'm just here to ask about this matter."

"If you are interested in talismans, I can give you one," Duncan laughed, and pushed the talisman he took off just now, "Go back and study slowly."

Fan Na looked at the "Crystal" talisman in front of her in surprise, and then asked, "How much?"

"Give it to you, anyway, it's not a valuable thing, I'm selling it as a gift," Duncan said with a half-smile, "Or I'll make up a set of product introductions that sound powerful for you? Do you want the historical relics version or the health care version?"

Fan Na was stupefied for a moment: "You... all the things here are sold like this?"

"Integrity management," Duncan spread his hands, "If you want to sell it, the original price of this thing is 22 sola, with a set of health care theory 25, and a historical story [-], you have to pay [-] for a black walnut one The box—the box promises not to fade within half a year, and I can also give you a ticket of [-]."

Fan Na lived in the upper city since she was a child, entered the church training when she was a teenager, and directly took a sword and threw herself into the battle against heresy when she was an adult. She had never seen this in her [-] years of life, and she was a little dazed: "Two... two hundred tickets?"

"It can be used as a gift for colleagues," Duncan said solemnly, "There are also gifts for young people to give to lovers..."

Fan Na thought about it seriously, then shook her head: "Then I may not need it—but I can't take your things for nothing."

As she spoke, she fumbled around her body, took out two bills worth ten solas from her pocket, and placed them on the counter.

"The original price is [-] Sola—the rest is to thank you for your cooperation and the reception of the cup of tea just now."

Seeing this, Duncan wanted to say something more, but saw that Fan Na had stood up and picked up the crystal pendant.

"It was a pleasant meeting," she slowly smiled, and suddenly said with an extraordinarily solemn expression and tone, while raising her hand and putting the crystal pendant around her neck, "I look forward to seeing you next time."

Duncan felt that the other party was a little weird all of a sudden, and frowned subconsciously, but in the end he didn't say much, just nodded politely: "Well then, welcome to visit next time."

Fan Na nodded lightly, turned and left.

She went straight through the shop, walked out the gate, came to the open space in front of the antique shop, and then stopped here.

A burst of "Didi" horns suddenly came from a nearby roadside.

Fan Na blinked, and then noticed the car parked on the side of the road, and remembered the event that the Cathedral of Storms arrived in Prand today, and quickly walked over, opened the door and got in the car.

"You finally came out," said the young subordinate who stayed in the car while quickly starting the car, "It's been almost an hour and a half, and I was thinking that if you don't come out again, I will go in..."

"One and a half hours?" Fan Na was a little surprised, "I thought...just four or ten minutes had passed."

While talking, she tapped her forehead lightly, feeling as if she had missed something, and couldn't help muttering softly: "I left in such a hurry just now, it seems like I didn't even say goodbye."

"It's the same next time, anyway, the store is here," the young subordinate said casually. Immediately afterwards, he saw the extra crystal amulet on Fanna's neck through the rearview mirror, and he couldn't help being a little surprised, "Your newly bought Pendants? Surprisingly, you don't usually buy these."

"Pendant?" Fan Na looked down at her chest in doubt, and then said with some hesitation after two seconds, "Ah, I bought it..."

She shook her head, seemingly fully awake.

"Don't talk about this, drive faster and go directly to the port."

……

In the antique shop, Shirley was the first to run to the counter. She glanced back at the direction Fanna left just now with anxiety, and then turned her head to look at Duncan: "What is that judge doing here? Is he here to arrest me? "

"You think too much." Duncan glanced at the anxious girl with a helpless expression, "She came to investigate other things, which has nothing to do with you."

"Oh, it's fine if you don't come to catch me," Shirley breathed a sigh of relief, but then she couldn't help but mutter, "I feel like she's acting weird today, and she doesn't know what to say."

"Maybe it's because of too much work pressure," Duncan said casually, getting up from behind the counter while talking, "After all, the immediate boss is coming."

Nina also leaned over at this time. When she heard Duncan's words, she immediately reacted: "Boss...you are talking about the news that was published in the newspaper? The Cathedral of Storms?"

Duncan nodded with a smile, glanced over Nina, Shirley and Alice, and suddenly asked, "Are you interested?"

"Interested?" Shirley was stunned for a moment, and when she realized it, her face showed shock, "Wait, are you going to..."

"Anyway, there can't be much business today - most of them either go to the church to attend mass, or visit the port, and they are idle in the store," Duncan said with a look of course, "Go and see, Cathedral of the Storm The grand occasion of docking does not happen every year."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nina jumped up happily: "That's great!"

Although Alice on the other side didn't know what happened, seeing Nina being so excited, she also started to slap her hands. Only Shirley had a ghostly expression on her face: "But... Coco... But that's the Cathedral of Storms ! If we pass by, we won't..."

Duncan looked at her with a half-smile: "Nothing?"

Shirley looked up at Duncan, lowered her head for a little thought, and shook her head vigorously: "Nothing!"

Duncan nodded in satisfaction.

Then he raised his head, looked across the street outside the door, across the city, and looked towards the port of Prand.

And in his transcendent perception throughout the entire city-state, he can already feel that there is a majestic... "existence" that is gradually approaching Prand.

The Cathedral of the Storm is coming.

(Most of the symptoms have subsided, and now only cough and respiratory pain remain. The biggest problem at present is that it is difficult to sit for a long time and persistent fatigue and lethargy. I tried it today, and it seems to be okay to concentrate on writing a chapter, and it should not be interrupted. Yes, but I don’t know when I can return to double update, work hard...)
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