A high-speed exploration ship with a pure white hull suddenly emerged from the sea - the side of the ship almost touched the stern of the Sea Fog, and the violent fluctuations of the seawater caused both ships to shake violently.
Even the undead sailors screamed in surprise in this situation.
Tirian rushed to the deck, and at first glance he saw his men running towards the stern of the ship. The first mate Aiden's bare head was particularly conspicuous among them. At the end of the deck, there was the ship that was almost next to it. The "uninvited guest" of the Sea Fog.
"what's going on?"
Tirian rushed to Aiden's side in a few steps, pressed the latter's shoulder and asked loudly.
"I don't know, it was a ship that suddenly appeared - I almost subconsciously ordered the firing," Aiden said quickly, "Everyone was still tense, everyone was worried about the thing emerging from the sea. 'Nervous, that thing comes out..."
Tirian let go of the first mate and ran towards the stern of the ship. By the time he ran there, dozens of people had gathered on the deck. Nervous sailors were pointing their guns and cannons at the opposite side, and were shouting. Several sailors were already in position near the close-in defense gun at the stern of the ship, and the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if sparks were rising in the air.
Tirian looked across the guardrail again and saw a large group of sailors running out of another ship nearby. They were all dressed like ordinary sailors on civilian ships. There were also people waving flags on the high platform at the stern. Looking across the way, Going up, he was as panicked as the Sea Mist.
Tirian frowned. Just when he was about to identify the identity of the ship on the opposite side, he heard a harsh noise when the horn was activated, and then a strong voice came from the broadcast on the opposite ship. :
"I'm extremely sorry. This is the White Oak, which belongs to the Lost Home Fleet. Our ship was performing an operation to float to the spiritual world for the first time, and almost collided with your ship due to an operational error... Repeat, this is the White Oak, which belongs to the Lost Home Fleet..."
Listening to the radio on the other side, the expression on Tirian's face instantly stiffened. Aiden, who had just ran from behind, almost slipped. The bald man seemed to have glistening beads of sweat on his head, and his voice was a bit out of tune: "Captain, what did you say to...the other side? Who did they say they were?"
Tirian did not speak, however. The first thing that came to his mind was the inexplicable reminder from his father before he broke off contact with him, and the weird smile in the mirror before the illusion disappeared.
The expression on his face changed subtly twice, and then he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He came to the edge of the deck and lowered his head to look down.
The reflection of the "White Oak" was reflected in the sea water, but what appeared in the reflection was a ghost ship wrapped in shadow and thick smoke.
He finally recalled where he had seen this somewhat familiar ship.
In the previous fierce battle in the fog, the raging ship that swept across the battlefield like the wind, and no one could figure out its origins - now they meet again.
At this time, the sailors on the ship also noticed the special reflection of the strange ship opposite in the sea water. Aiden also recalled the origin of the other party. He looked up at Tirian in surprise: "Captain, they are old captains." of……"
"...Father always has his arrangements," Tirian's eyes were obviously twitching, but he still tried to keep his expression calm when speaking, "To be honest, I really didn't expect that in this era, someone would openly call me on the radio. They are members of the 'Homeless Fleet'...where did my father find these guys?"
"Perhaps they know the origin of the Sea Mist?" Aiden said uncertainly, "What should we do? Say hello to them? Invite them to come to the ship? We have to figure out what they want to do..."
Tirian suddenly felt a bit of toothache.
"Make a public call on the radio and ask them to send a representative. Also, ask them to stop shouting about the lost fleet on the radio. There is more than one ship of ours in the port area," the man who was about to serve as the governor of the city-state said. The big pirate said helplessly, and then added, "By the way, let's tell the port side again and tell them not to be nervous - they must have also seen the White Oak that suddenly emerged from the sea."
At this juncture, things that suddenly emerged from the sea were really scary.
"Yes, Captain."
Aiden took the order and left.
After a while, the Sea Mist finally established normal communication with the weird "White Oak". After a brief exchange of views and an explanation of the situation, the other party agreed to send a representative to board the ship to talk.
It didn't take long for Tirian to see the representative sent from the opposite side - a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a sailor's uniform, short brown hair and slightly curly hair, who looked smart and capable, and brought a young priest to the Sea Mist. superior.
"Hello, Captain Tirian - I have heard about your deeds for a long time." The middle-aged man stepped onto the deck with a bright and friendly smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to Tirian, "I am the first mate of the White Oak. Gus, next to us is Mr. Johnson, our ship’s chaplain.”
Tirian was a little confused, because he never expected that such a person would step off the weird "Twin Phantom Ship" that could travel in various abnormal seas such as the mirror and the spirit world.
A normal person with a bright smile, flesh and blood, friendly and enthusiastic, and healthy physically and mentally.
Neither crazy nor insane, with intact limbs and no signs of mental problems or physical mutation - is this the new member of the Lost Home Fleet? A person favored by his father?
Although many doubts suddenly appeared in his mind, Tirian still subconsciously reached out and shook the hand of first mate Gus.
"Tyrion Abnomar, the captain of the Seamist, shouldn't need much introduction." He looked at the "sunny, cheerful, normal person" in front of him who claimed to be the first mate of the White Oak, and his eyes were still suspicious, "You said Are you...members of the Lost Home Fleet?"
"Yes, new member." First mate Gus said with a smile, while also looking at the famous "big pirate" in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Although the one-eyed one is a bit scary, the overall attitude is quite friendly, the eyes are calm and rational, and the body does not show a horribly damaged posture like the surrounding undead. It does not look like a lunatic with mental problems or someone contaminated by the ancient gods. mad Men.
Is this Captain Duncan's eldest son? Why can't you tell that you have a mental problem?
The two "members of the lost fleet" met for the first time. At the same time, they doubted the mental state of the other party. Then they unanimously put away the unfriendly thoughts in their hearts and looked at each other with a smile.
"I have seen you guys on the previous battlefield," Tirian was the first to break the somewhat awkward silence. "You roared through the thick fog. It was impressive."
"We were executing the order to go to Mirror Frost," First Officer Gus explained, "After all, we can't delay important things."
"Father's order?" Tirian said casually, and then his eyes fell on the young pastor named Jason, his eyes a little subtle, "There is also a pastor on board your ship... The Church of the Deep Sea is already like this Are you tolerant?"
Pastor Jason looked a little embarrassed and shrugged in confusion: "At least so far, the goddess has not punished him."
"Isn't there a chapel on your ship?" First Mate Gus raised his head and glanced at the eye-catching ship-based church at the stern of the ship.
"...That's true."
Tirian choked and smiled awkwardly. At the same time, he was thinking of another thing——
There seems to be a "priest" lady from the Zhengshen Church on board the Lost Home.
My father even brought the Inquisitor of Pland on board, so it doesn't seem strange that there are some chaplains on board the "Homeless Fleet"?
Realizing that he had better not delve too deeply into the secrets of the "gods" realm, Tirian quickly extinguished his association in this regard, straightened his expression, and asked curiously: "You are in a hurry to 'surface' here, What’s the mission again?”
"Oh, we are here to meet our captain." First mate Gus quickly explained.
"Your captain?"
"Captain Lawrence previously led a marine team to fight in the mirror world, and then returned to the city-state in the real world with the gatekeepers of Frost. We just received news that he is returning to the ship," First Officer Gus patiently explained "It's just that there seems to be some trouble over there. Ms. Martha ordered us to come up to the surface to respond..."
"In trouble?" Tirian frowned subconsciously. Just as he was about to ask for some details, he saw his boatswain walking quickly from the side.
The boatswain came to his side and reported quietly and quickly.
The expression on Tirian's face gradually became subtle.
First Mate Gus noticed this and couldn't help but say: "Excuse me, what happened..."
"Is your captain an old man in a white coat, about fifty or sixty years old, who looks like a ghost?"
First mate Gus was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "He... doesn't look like a ghost under normal circumstances, but everything else is right."
"That's right," Tirian spread his hands, "your captain led a dozen armed ghost sailors and a sizzling mummy to run around in the upper city, and now he's been 'invited' to the Public Security Bureau. , if it’s correct, they are lost, and they don’t seem to know how to ‘turn off’ the spiritual flames on their bodies, which caused panic among the citizens.”
Gus: "Ah..."
"But don't worry, the Security Bureau knows that they are not enemies because witnesses saw them fighting monsters in the city-state and covering the city-state guards. They will not be in trouble."
"Forehead……"
"In addition, the gatekeeper and archbishop Ms. Agatha has already gone to pick them up. With the cathedral as a guarantee, your captain should be back soon."
"oh……"
"In the future, try not to disclose your identity as a member of the Lost Home Fleet casually, mainly because... this identity is very sensitive."
"……OK."
(End of chapter)
