Deep Sea Embers

Her uncle brought herbal wine to soothe the nerves. The potency of the medicine and the power of the alcohol finally calmed down Fanna's slightly irritable mood. She opened the door to the balcony, stood on the balcony, blowing the wind, and looked at the cathedral in the distance. direction.

Dante Wayne's voice came from behind her: "Every time you come back to live, you have nightmares, and you always dream about things from your childhood."

"...As a judge, this is an undeserved display of weakness," Fan Na said in a low voice. She was more than a head taller than her uncle, but in front of this elder who depended on her to raise her, She doesn't mind showing the truth in her heart, "I'm very distressed."

"...Have you talked to Heidi?"

"She recommended four brain surgeries and two nerve puncture treatments to me," Fan Na sighed. "Considering the many years of friendship, I didn't do it."

"...It's her style. She doesn't deal with normal people very much," Dante Wayne shook his head. "Actually, I didn't expect that you would still be trapped by the nightmare of that night after all these years."

"I always thought that I had already walked out." Fan Na rubbed the center of her brows, "Maybe it really has something to do with this big house, as long as I come back here, I will dream about the scene at that time... Maybe I should think about it. Another exorcism ceremony is held in this house, or I always feel that the shadow of the disaster that year was sealed in this building..."

Uncle Dante thought about it for a while, but he didn't raise any objections. He just asked thoughtfully, "Is that fire still in your nightmare this time?"

Fan Na nodded: "Yes, there are fires everywhere, you escaped from the fire with my back on your back, I even clearly remember that we escaped from the city through the pipes of the factory, and there was a burning building nearby that was gradually collapsing in the fire ..."

Speaking of this, she stopped, and her eyes fell on her uncle: "...you don't remember this fire, do you?"

"It's not just that I don't remember, everyone doesn't remember," the city-state consul with a serious expression slowly shook his head, "I only remember the pipeline where the poison gas leaked and the cultists who went crazy... Who were the people involved that night? There are many, but it seems that only you have seen the blazing sea of ​​fire."

Fan Na didn't speak for a while, she just thought in silence for an unknown amount of time before she suddenly spoke softly: "Except for the 'fire' incident, my memory and yours are consistent...I didn't understand anything at the time, but It is now clear to me that some otherworldly force must have been at work, and after all these years and my ascension to a saint, the influence has not dissipated."

"This shows that either the personality of this influence is so high that it has left an indelible imprint on your soul, or the source of the influence has not disappeared with that incident, but has been hidden in the city-state Somewhere—I've been looking into this for years, but unfortunately, nothing has come of it so far."

Dante Wayne's tone was a little apologetic at the end. He was not only sorry for not being able to solve his niece's distress, but also because he, as the city-state consul, was still unable to investigate an old case.

The "big chaos" eleven years ago left too long a scar.

Fan Na knew that this matter was not only her own heart trouble, but also her uncle's heart trouble, but she was not good at comforting others. After thinking for a long time, she could only divert the topic: "I remember that at that time, many cult members were arrested. , Judging from the subsequent liquidation, that incident was even larger than the 'Black Sun' incident four years ago."

"Yeah, thousands of people have been arrested, so many that I wonder how so many cultists can hide in the city-state of Purand," Dante Wayne sighed, "and there is more than one sect... ...the sun heretics who followed the black sun, the oblivion cultists who worshiped the deep god, and even the final priests who worshiped the warp itself...these maggots from the gutters all popped out that night, wandering around insane destroy."

Fan Na looked at Dante: "But according to the results of the subsequent interrogation, none of the thousands of saboteurs arrested by the authorities can be called the 'mastermind', and no one even knows why the chaos was caused that night. The believers are organizing to sabotage, it is better to say that they are just detonated at the same time to the madness in the depths of the spirit, and fell into a collective state of loss of control."

Dante didn't speak for a while, he thought quietly, and then suddenly looked into Fan Na's eyes: "The reason for your irritability is not just because of having that nightmare—suddenly mentioning these things is similar to the recent instability of the city-state. Is it about the situation?"

Fanna didn't evade this question: "There is indeed a certain connection-the sun heresy is converging on the city-state, and they are looking for an 'anomaly' called a sun fragment, and the Lost Homeland reappeared in the real world almost at the same time, and its' "Course" is vaguely pointing to Prand, and although it's hard to say that these two things are related, this turbulent aura... always reminds me of the chaos eleven years ago."

"...I have ordered all the ports to strictly check the flow of people, and I have communicated with the consuls of other city-states. Many sun heretics have been caught on board, and their access to the city-state has basically been cut off. Those who flow into Prand...mainly depends on the actions of the church, and the guardians are professionals who search for and lock extraordinary crimes."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged consul stopped suddenly. He seemed to be carefully considering whether some things should be brought up now, but after a moment of hesitation, he still made up his mind: "As for the matter of the Lost Homeland, in the Transcendent Domain I can't help much, but on the mundane side, I have an idea."

"Secular aspects?" Fan Na frowned. She was just about to say that the ghost ship of the Lost Homeland could have anything to do with the "secular world", when she immediately remembered a certain saying, "Wait, you mean... "

"The captain of the pioneer exploration ship Brilliant Star, Lucrezia Abnomar, and the pirate leader in the northern seas, the captain of the Sea Mist, Tirian Abnomar," Dante said unhurriedly. Said, "It is true that the Lost Homeland is a ghost ship beyond the understanding of reality, but as long as it was a member of the real world, the real world will have an 'anchor' that it once existed in the world... I don't know Captain Duncan How will the pair of children react to the reappearance of their 'father'."

Fan Na slowly opened her eyes wide. She is used to directly dealing with the enemy with simple and rude methods, but she has never considered matters related to the Lost Homeland from this angle, but soon she frowned: "But I I heard that those two people hardly deal with the city-state forces...they have their own forces in the boundless sea, and they maintain a cold or even tense relationship with all the city-states."

"This is normal. After all, they are the children of the ghost captain. The Brilliant Star and the Sea Mist were the two escort ships of the Lost Homeland-although they parted ways a hundred years ago, in the eyes of most city-states Here, as long as anyone has a relationship with that ghost captain, it means curse and danger, not so much that they alienate the city-state, it is better to say that the city-state is actively avoiding them."

Fan Na frowned and looked at her uncle: "Then do you expect them to come to help Pu Lande fight against their father?"

"It's just an idea, but it's worth a try," Dante was serious. "After all, we all know that the Bright Star and Sea Mist parted ways with the Lost Home more than a century ago, and Lucrecia and Tirian They broke up with their father before the incident on the Thirteen Islands of Viserand, and more than half a century ago, there were even rumors that some ocean-going captains saw the Sea Mist fighting with the phantom of the Lost Home in the northern waters—that Time Lost has become a legendary ghost ship, which may explain the attitude of the two captains when facing their 'father'."

"More than half a century ago... At that time, the Seamist was still the flagship of the Frost Queen's command, and that Captain Tirian might just be ordered to protect the city-state," Fanna said slowly while thinking, "But you are right , at least this is enough to prove that the Sea Mist does have a record of confronting the Lost Home."

But she still had some doubts, and after thinking for a few seconds, she expressed her doubts: "What if the Bright Star and Sea Mist ignore Prand?"

"So it's just an attempt," Dante said quietly, "and I'll spread the word and find a way to get to the table of those two captains that the Lost Country came alive and sailed to Purland—I'm just After doing so much, it's up to the two captains how they react afterwards."