To be fair, Vanna had never been afraid of anything in her life, but Captain Duncan Abnomar... seemed to always bring her various "unexpected situations".
In the room sealed by dreams, the boundless sea of darkness outside the window, the strange light hanging high in the sky, under the silent night, someone knocked on the door.
Vanna almost subconsciously wanted to condense her giant sword in the dream and make a jumping chop in the direction of the door - luckily, she controlled this impulse at the last second.
"Dong dong dong".
The knocking on the door still came unhurriedly, with full patience and courtesy.
Fanna took several deep breaths, not knowing what expression to show at this moment, so she could only keep a straight face and try to make her tone sound normal: "Please come in."
There was a soft click, the handle turned, and the dark wooden door was pushed open from the outside. An extremely tall and majestic figure appeared in front of Fanna and stepped into the room.
Behind this figure, there is pure darkness, just like the edge of a dream - beyond the edge, there is "nothingness" without any entity.
Duncan walked into the room and showed a friendly smile to Vanna: "Good afternoon, Vanna - I knocked on the door this time."
Fanna looked at the ghost captain who was walking into the room without saying a word, watched him walk to the wine cabinet next to him, took out a wine bottle and two wine glasses from it, and then watched him take his time. He came to the table and sat down on the armchair.
"Why don't you come and sit down?" Duncan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the young inquisitor who was still standing near the window, motioning to the empty seat across the table, "The expression on your face is not very good."
Vanna hesitated for a moment, and finally came to the opposite side of Duncan with a strange expression. She sat cautiously on the chair and watched the other man pour the wine. After a long time, she sighed: "Don't you think it's more scary this way? ?”
"Is that so?" Duncan looked at Vanna in surprise, and then at the dreamland that he had been thinking about for a long time to arrange. Looking at the warm and daily furnishings and the wine glass in his hand that represented friendship, he wrinkled with uncertainty. Frowning, "Then I'll try a brighter color next time..."
"I don't think it's a question of color..." Fanna felt her eyebrows twitching, but then she didn't know what to think of, and she sighed in confusion, "Well, at least I feel that I do feel your 'kindness' … This 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," Fanna took the wine glass and looked hesitantly at the clear, golden-red liquid inside. After hesitating for a long time, she 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 Home?"
"There is some reference, but not entirely. I arranged it according to my personal preference," Duncan said leisurely. "Actually, I am not very good at weaving dreams. I prefer to directly enter ready-made dreams, but you can sleep well." It's very unsettling, and the dream is broken and messy, so I prepared a place for you to have a good rest."
Vanna didn't pay attention to Duncan's last words. She just turned to look out the window and asked her biggest question: "What is that glowing thing in the sky outside? Is it also your 'personal preference'?"
Duncan was silent for a moment, looking out the window. He was silent in the moonlight for a long time before sighing and shaking his head: "That's right - I don't like the too pale and cold light of World Creation. It's not soft enough, and It feels full of malice. As for the one you see now... you can call it 'the moon'."
"'Moon'..." Fanna repeated this strange word that seemed to be directly transliterated from an unknown language, "It's such a difficult name to pronounce."
"Are you interested in it?" Duncan looked at Vanna with a half-smile, "Then I can tell you the story behind the name..."
As a result, before he finished speaking, Fanna's whole body suddenly became excited: "No! Thank you!"
"...Well, it's always like this," Duncan shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Actually, it's just some of the most ordinary things and has nothing to do with subspace."
"I'm sorry, I believe you are very friendly, but...just think of me as a coward," Fanna said awkwardly. After so many contacts and a series of incidents, she became increasingly wary of the ghost captain. In fact, her mentality has changed a lot subtly, but no matter what, even from a logical and rational point of view, she does not dare to listen to "knowledge" casually from the mouth of this subspace returner, "Let's talk about something else. , why are you looking for me?"
"Two things," Duncan looked into Vanna's eyes. "First, thank you for taking care of Tirian these two days. He seems to be enjoying his time in Purland."
"Captain Tirian?" Vanna's heart moved, and she suddenly realized something, "Have you been paying attention these days..."
"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 has also been infected with the bad habits of pirates. He usually only has a group of undead sailors for company, and his social habits are extremely unhealthy. Coupled with Hanshuang's old incident, 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 was basically just making random nonsense, just to further consolidate his image of "regaining human sanity" so as to facilitate dealing with Vanna and the "order and civilization" behind her. However, Vanna did not regard this as nonsense. The trial Miss Guan was stunned as she listened to the ghost captain talking to her like an old father. After being stunned for a long time, she finally managed to say: "You... still care about him..."
Duncan said seriously: "Family members caring for each other is the first step to maintaining family harmony."
"...But you almost blew up the Sea Mist into a pile of scrap metal." Vanna reminded her carefully.
Duncan remained serious: "Proper education and guidance is the second step."
Fanna: "..."
Weird, inconsistent, and weird everywhere, Vanna felt more and more that the communication process between herself and Captain Duncan at this moment was full of indescribable weird feelings, but for some reason, in this weird and inconsistent conversation, she really felt... …The ghost captain became “flesh and blood”.
She had to shake her head and put this sudden thought aside for the time being: "What about the second thing you said?"
"The second thing," Duncan straightened his expression immediately and became a little more serious, "is about the sun - have you noticed its changes?"
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 faint.
When Fanna heard the other party mention "sun", her eyes changed slightly: "Are you referring to the sunrise that was delayed for fifteen minutes, or..."
"There is a gap in its outer rune ring," Duncan said. "Looking at your expression, you should have noticed it."
Fanna was silent for two or three seconds, then nodded slightly: "It's hard not to notice - although it is just a gap that is difficult to detect with the naked eye, for thousands of years, there have always been vigilant eyes paying attention to the operation of Vision 001 , the church immediately became aware of this disturbing situation.”
"Do the guards never let up... I have a better impression of you," Duncan said, and suddenly asked, "Then what do you think of this?"
"...It depends on the feedback given by the Cathedral of Storms," Vanna said sternly, "Plande 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 for a moment after saying this, and then shook her head uncertainly: "Perhaps, even the Cathedral of Storms will not give very clear feedback. Vision 001...its operation affects the entire world, and its Strangely, it’s not just the Deep Sea Church that’s alarmed.”
Vanna said, as if she suddenly realized something, and looked up at Duncan: "You suddenly came to me to talk about this matter, do you know something? Do you know what went wrong with Vision 001?"
Duncan didn't answer immediately.
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the brief strange dream he had had.
In the dream, huge bodies of light fell like meteor showers, and the whole world gradually turned into darkness. In the end, only the terrifying darkness was left in the sky, which looked like a hollow or a dying eyeball.
At that time, he didn't understand anything from this dream, but now, he seems to have seen a hint of omen from this dream.
"Even I'm not sure, Vanna," he finally broke the silence and looked into Vanna's eyes calmly, "but I think this should be just the beginning."
A chill slowly spread down her back, and Fanna felt that she saw some extremely disturbing information in the other person's eyes: "It's just the beginning?"
"I don't have enough evidence yet, but I guess Vision 001 actually has a 'lifetime'," Duncan said seriously. "What the ancient kingdom of Crete left to future generations is not an eternal shelter, but just a period of time." We have a temporary peace, and the sun above our heads... is probably going to burn out.
"As for when this evidence will arrive..."
Duncan paused and said Yoyo:
"Maybe there will be huge pieces falling from the sky, and that will be the ticking sound of the countdown.
"More likely, the first fragments have fallen now, just out of sight of the civilized world."
Chilling and uneasiness spread in her heart. Fanna lowered her eyes slightly, covering up all the changes in her eyes. Her hand slowly picked up the wine glass next to her, and subconsciously brought it to her mouth, as if she wanted to use alcohol. Calm down your mood.
She took a sip, frowned slightly, and looked up at Duncan: "There's no taste..."
"Of course it doesn't taste good," Duncan laughed and raised his glass slightly to Vanna, "because you're about to wake up."
Vanna suddenly opened her eyes.
She was still sitting in the moving steam car, and the cathedral's tower and main building appeared in her field of vision.
She was panting slightly and heard the voice of her subordinates coming from the front: "Ah, you're awake. Just in time, the cathedral is almost here."
(End of chapter)
