Nemo suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.
At this moment, he seemed to feel that what the formidable "Ghost Captain" in front of him was making was not a simple promise, but a statement to him... that had already been formed one day in the future. established fact".
He didn't know where this feeling came from. He only knew that he involuntarily lowered his head at this moment and said with a kind of awe that even he couldn't describe: "It's as you said."
Duncan nodded, and then moved his eyes as if unintentionally, looking at the old ghost standing not far away, leaning against the wall as if in a daze.
At this moment, the old man did not mutter any more words about the Frost Queen, nor did he mutter about the second waterway, the rebels, and the like. He was just in a daze there, as if his spirit was wandering in a place that was about to be destroyed. In the time and space that people forget.
In the old man's chaotic memories....Does the Frost Queen still rule this place?
Duncan withdrew his gaze, called Alice, who was also wandering beside him, and led Vanna and Morris towards the exit of the secret passage.
Not long after, they returned to the surface. After leaving the "Golden Flute" tavern, they came to the crowded streets of Frost City.
The setting sun is gradually approaching the distant building roof, and the brilliant and mysterious double rune rings just touch the edges of several minarets in the upper city. From a visual perspective, it is as if the minarets cast by mortals hold up the chains that bind the sun, making the sun wheel hang. General over the city.
Dusk is approaching and curfew time is approaching. Due to the stricter curfew order, everyone is hurriedly returning to their homes or the nearest "dark shelter". Among the hurried people, Duncan is still strolling leisurely. The group of people seemed quite different.
But not many eyes paid attention to them, everyone was very busy.
"What do you think about this?" Vanna came to Duncan and said in a low voice - due to their similar height, she could get very close.
Duncan remained calm: "Are you talking about the source of that 'fake'?"
"It seemed to appear out of thin air - Morris and I couldn't find any corresponding traces in our respective exploration methods, and even you couldn't find any clues." Vanna nodded lightly, "And we have always believed that even these weird "Fakes, they also need to move through some normal means. They need to have a source and a process of movement."
Duncan slowed down a bit and turned his head slightly: "You want to say that those fakes may have some kind of spatial power that allows them to ignore the barriers of the real dimension and appear directly in specific places?"
"That's my suspicion."
Duncan was noncommittal. After a few seconds, he suddenly said: "Have I told you about Alice's first time on the ship?"
"No," Vanna blinked, "Did something happen when she first got to the ship?"
"The doll's coffin will keep coming back to the Lost Home - I threw her into the sea three times, and she and her wooden box came back to the ship three times," Duncan said slowly, "Guess what happened to her?" Coming back?"
Fanna thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Relying on...the power of a curse? Some kind of 'returning ability' of Anomaly 099? Is it also a power of space nature?"
"No, she rowed back on the coffin planks, rowing very fast," Duncan said calmly, "and then used a lot of strength to climb directly along the stern shell - because she rowed too fast, I missed it the first two times. I didn’t catch her, and I caught her only the third time.”
Fanna: "......."
The young judge and Morris next to him turned their heads at the same time, looking at the doll lady who was looking around with an indescribable look. The latter noticed the sight, turned her head and showed a harmless smile.
"I don't rule out that those fakes will appear directly in the city-state through some method similar to space teleportation, but logically, if they can really be teleported directly to the city, why does the Haiyan have to go all the way from the open sea?" Drive over instead of appearing directly in the port?" Duncan said calmly, "I prefer that the fake still needs to move normally, and the reason why the fake in the sewer looks like it 'appeared out of thin air.
Yes, it is probably just because we have overlooked something, just like normal people would never think of a cursed doll returning repeatedly. The real reason is that she paddles very fast and has great strength.
After saying this, he paused and continued thoughtfully: "...It is more likely that the place where the crow mistakenly entered was also due to this kind of neglect."
Morris, who had remained silent, suddenly reacted: "Some kind of channel that exists but cannot be observed? Or a crack that opens from time to time?"
"It's hard to say, but this matter must have something to do with those cultists," Duncan said. "I'm very concerned about the things recorded on the piece of paper brought back by the crow. They don't seem to be all the 'heresies' that the gods are talking about. The thought is more like describing the facts that have happened in some kind of sentences that modern people cannot understand, and this kind of record... has always been very popular with those cultists.
"Perhaps we should really bring Agou and Shirley over to look into the eyes of the deep demon. Maybe we can discover something in the dimension beyond reality."
A gray wind blew into the door of the port defense office, and the figure of gatekeeper Agatha stepped out of the gray wind.
Colonel Lister, who was behind the desk, raised his head and looked at the gatekeeper lady who appeared in his office: "You didn't even bother to report this time."
"Sorry, it's an emergency after all," Agatha said, suddenly noticing the two thick dark circles on Liszt's face, "...you didn't sleep last night?"
"I'm not the only one who didn't sleep," Liszt smiled bitterly and shook his head. "We spent the whole night trying to decipher the mysterious signal sent by the Sea Fog Fleet. Several cryptographers and mathematicians were almost carrying chairs to fight. Get up - this is the first time I know that elegant scholars will greet other people's relatives when they quarrel."
Agatha was silent for a moment, her eyes seemed a little strange, and after a moment she said, "The cathedral may borrow some scholars from you, who are in the field of cryptography and mathematics."
Liszt was stunned: "Why?"
Agatha's face was expressionless (half of her expression was blocked by the bandage): "...Crack the evil secret left to us by another evil being."
"Well, it seems that you have no less worries than me," Liszt sighed, and then cheered up, "Let's get down to business. What do you want to know about your sudden visit?"
"As for the city-state's blockade," Agatha said, "Originally, the cathedral should not be involved in the city-state's defense issues, but now that the situation is special, I really can't worry about it."
"I understand," Liszt nodded, "please don't worry, the entire frost has been completely sealed off now - even if there are places that are not sealed in place, with such a huge sea fog fleet gathering offshore, it is impossible for anyone to dare to do it casually In and out. We have temporarily frozen all port departure permissions and told surrounding city-states and ships on the outer sea to stay away from the frost. All port entry applications received so far have also been rejected."
"Very good, at least this won't make the problem bigger," Agatha breathed out softly, "Where's that side of Dagger Island?"
"Still in a state of lockdown until the cathedral gives further 'professional advice,'" Lister said, his expression slightly solemn. "As of yesterday, the island was still sending regular reports that 'everything is normal. , even though the city-state has stopped supplying materials to the island and cut off all communication responses, there has been no other response.
"Don't let down your guard. The Haiyan incident proved that the pollution on that island has a tendency to actively transfer to the city-state... That thing will not just calm down like this," Agatha said seriously, "The cathedral is already preparing a force composed of deathsworn and ascetic monks, but it will take some time for the powerful holy objects to be unsealed."
Liszt nodded, and then seemed to want to say something, but before he could speak, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the corridor, interrupting his movements.
A port soldier appeared at the office door.
Liszt raised his head and looked at the soldier with a slightly hurried look on his face: "What happened?"
The soldier stood up straight and reported the report quickly: "Sir, a ship is scheduled to arrive in the cold weather.
Frost's docked ship didn't show up on time. "
"Didn't show up on time? There was no beginning or end," Liszt frowned, "Now all routes around the city-state have been blocked, so of course no ships will dock.
"Sir, it's not that it didn't dock - it didn't show up at all!" the soldier quickly explained. "That ship was supposed to arrive today. We were ready to send it a notice of city-state blockade, but it has yet to contact us. , we just contacted Lenggang again, and Lenggang confirmed that the ship had completed the supply inspection normally on their side - but after approaching the frost offshore, there was no news from it!"
Hearing this, Liszt's expression finally became serious. He took a breath and stood up from behind his desk: "What's the name of that ship?"
"White Oak!
