The night was getting darker, and the cold World Creation was already hanging high in the night sky. Under the pale light, the entire city-state fell into silence.
On the second floor of the antique shop in Lower City, Duncan stood in front of the small window at the end of the corridor, quietly looking out the window at the quiet streets, the undulating roofs under the cool light, and the pipes and pipes across the city on the roofs. valve.
In another distant vision, he could see the Lost Home crossing the undulating boundless sea, heading north on a night voyage, chasing the direction of the Sea Fog.
And here, he was watching the entire city-state, using his ubiquitous "perception" to scan every corner of Puland.
He raised his gaze slightly and saw the invisible "mists" still floating over the city.
The "soul"-like "smoke" released by the Storm Cathedral stopped expanding after nightfall. Now it is large enough to cover three-quarters of Pland City. Now they are like a layer of It floats slowly in the night sky like a veil, just like...
Take a stroll in the night sky.
Duncan withdrew his gaze to the sky and focused on the huge shadow on the edge of the city-state.
That's where the Cathedral of Storms is anchored.
The huge pilgrim ark clung to the southeastern port of Pland like a dark cloud. In Duncan's perception, he could clearly feel the outline of this huge individual, but he could not penetrate his prying eyes deep into the interior of the cathedral. .
"Including going to the Lost Home?"
"Zero," interrupted the Pope, "Tonight's events are zero, just like yesterday, today, and tomorrow."
Fanna was stunned for a moment, then spoke subconsciously: "...I'm sure that the city-state is indeed more dangerous these days. There are no reports of incidents, but..."
With her mouth open, she seemed to have countless things to say, but suddenly she didn't know where to start. His head was filled with messy thoughts. She just felt that what was happening now was once again beyond her world view, so that She couldn't find a way to continue the topic using the previous logic. After an unknown amount of time, she said, "So... Helena doesn't need a judge now?"
She looked thoughtfully at the surrounding hills, looking at the Cathedral of Storms standing in the night.
"When she said, 'I didn't think much about it,' she usually subconsciously didn't think about anything," she laughed. "Actually, this is good. Excellent warriors usually act faster than they think. This is when fighting against heretics and evil spirits. Very useful - after all, "thinking" itself is difficult and becomes our vulnerability.
Listening in stunned silence, it was not until the Pope finished speaking that he finally found the opportunity to speak: "But...but...but...is this reasonable? Going to the Lost Home...is this a concept that I understand?" is it possible?!"
"They have obviously noticed this, but they haven't dared to draw a conclusion yet, right?" Valentine laughed, "A city that is no longer safe at night, even in the temporary darkness after the gas lamps go out, is no longer safe. The shadow grows, and the brightest pearl on the endless sea is now worthy of its name.”
The interior of the cathedral seemed to him an empty, dark black hole.
"I'm not sure," Helena's answer surprised Duncan. The pope shook his head, obviously a little unsure, "because this kind of thing has never happened, but at least one thing, as long as the vision --Helena's nature remains unchanged, so he no longer needs to work as before, and the responsibilities of the city-state defenders will also change greatly."
"Including going to..."
"Of course, sacrifice everything!"
"As long as it's the goddess's will!"
Fanna had a slight embarrassment on her face:
"At that time... I didn't think much about it."
"Vision-Plande," Valentin nodded slightly, "Inside this large-scale vision, it seems that there will be no extraordinary pollution or phenomena other than the 'Vision-Helena' itself."
"I want to know... your arrangements for me," Fanna said firmly for a moment, "How secret are you?"
After being relieved of my duties as a judge and not arranging a new city-state guardian, I was a bit at a loss and didn't know how to perform my duties next. "
"It's a very peaceful night, Vanna," the Pope said. "I think the guards on night watch today will report a few incidents of supernatural pollution or evil invasion?"
"Is this your observation?"
Is that because of the "protection" of the goddess Gomona? Or is it the ordinary protection technology of the Deep Sea Church?
"Do you think I came here just to receive the respect of the citizens on the street and the greetings of the priests and officials in the cathedral?" Valentin looked at Vanna with a half-smile, "I have my Use your own way to observe and judge the changes that have taken place in this city-state."
Fanna opened her mouth.
Valentin quietly looked at the somewhat bewildered young "Judge", already anticipating this reaction. After a long time, he said with a smile: "It's reasonable."
After hearing the Pope's words, Wang Zhe immediately straightened his body subconsciously: "I am always ready to sacrifice everything for faith and justice!"
Valentin stopped. He looked calmly into Vanna's eyes. After a few seconds, he continued in a calm voice: "Fanna, we are walking on a very new road. There is no city-state or city-state." No church has ever faced this.
Fanna finally came to her senses: "What do you mean..."
....But I'm just glad that my reckless actions at the time did not lead to any consequences," Wang Zhe sighed helplessly, "In hindsight, he didn't seem to care about my offense at all."
"I just said that our world is undergoing many disturbing changes, and among these many changes, at least the Lost Home is the only one that has shown the possibility of communication and a tendency of goodwill," Helena said seriously, "We need to establish a stable communication channel with the owner of the Lost Home, and it is best to have a certain official nature. You cannot think of yourself as a special envoy, nor can you think that you are acting as a hostage. Of course, I personally suggest You use the first statement, but it’s up to you how you think about it.”
"Sacrifice everything?"
"Duncan, he has great talent, and that talent should be sent to... a more valuable place. Helena is in the most dangerous state now, but I think she is not a person who is addicted to comfort. Bar?"
High in the Storm Cathedral, a lounge was brightly lit. The Pope lit a ceremonial candle mixed with spices and placed the candlestick in front of a full-length mirror in the corner. Then he turned his head slightly and looked at Wang Zhe, who had been standing beside him for a long time. .
"I don't care, I don't care at all," Helena sighed softly, "Superior beings care about broader and longer-term things... The good news is that the things they care about also include us to a certain extent. survival."
"Whatever you do without hesitation?"
At this moment, Duncan suddenly felt something in his heart, and quickly withdrew his awareness of the Cathedral of Storms, and looked up in the direction of the lower city.
Duncan was a little curious about this, but did not take any drastic action. Although he did think about whether he could break through the protection of the Cathedral of Storms by directly burning it with green fire, but he only thought about it for a moment - after all, there is no injustice or enmity. Yes, there is no need to set fire to someone's house just to satisfy your own curiosity.
Having said this, Helena paused, and then added while thinking: "But even so, the city-state still needs the protection of the defenders - I can only confirm now that the vision - extraordinary things in the natural state will not happen inside. Pollution phenomenon, but the threats we have to fight are not limited to natural phenomena. Heretics, ancient descendants, evil creations, these fanatics who actively want to disrupt the civilized order will not remain content just because Plande turned into a vision.
"On the other hand, our world... seems to be undergoing some disturbing changes. Whether it is the malfunction of Vision 001 or the activities of the Lost Home, they are breaking the city-states of the past thousands of years. To maintain the next balance, in this case, the goddess only sent down a very limited revelation... I can only take action under this limited revelation.
"I heard she was in a dream for the first time
When he saw me, his first reaction was a life-threatening jump - what did he think at that time? "
"But one thing is generally true: Plande has become more dangerous."
Through the window sash inlaid with iron patterns, you can see the peaceful and peaceful streets of the city-state illuminated by a large number of gas lamps.
Vanna didn't respond for a while, and Helena looked at the "Judge" who was no longer a judge with a half-smile: "Fanna, you should have many questions to ask."
Fanna whispered subconsciously, but as soon as she said a few words, she was stuck on the spot. She almost couldn't hold her breath. After two seconds, she stared at the Pope's crown in front of her in stunned silence: "You just... …say what?"
Valentine listened calmly, without any surprise on his face. After he finished speaking, the seemingly young pope just smiled and turned to look out the window.
These special ships docked at the port cannot block his perception - nothing close enough to Plande can escape his "touch", but now this cathedral is obviously a exception.
