Deep Sea Embers Chapter 156: The year of disappearance

The old man's tone was flat, as if he was quietly telling a story in which he just happened to appear for a while.

"Sorry, it's easy to talk a lot when you get older," the old priest smiled, looking at Vanna and said, "Do you have friends from other denominations?"

"...I have a good friend who is a priest of the School of Truth," Fanna thought for a while, "but she doesn't tell me much about the admonitions of the **** of wisdom, Raheem."

"The believers of the God of Wisdom... This is normal. Their creeds usually require a college degree or above to understand, and sometimes they need to pass a score test for advanced mathematics," the old priest said as a matter of course. Nodding. "In contrast, it is the followers of the **** of death that are best to deal with - after all, we are always going to die."

Speaking of this, the old man paused and looked curiously at the neatly arranged files behind Fanna: Your Excellency Judge, can you tell me what you are looking for? "

Vanna hesitated suddenly.

She doesn't know if she should tell the secret to the old priest in front of her. The hidden fire is very likely to point to a very dangerous shadow, and she can't be sure whether the "shadow" is monitoring through some means. The city-state is also unable to determine whether the old man in front of him can really help him.

But after a brief hesitation, she decided to reveal something.

This is the deepest part of the Deep Sea Church, a sanctuary favored by the goddess of the storm, and the old priest who oversees the archives is a determined warrior who stays here to show visitors in this situation helpful.

"I'm looking for a file—it's not very accurate to say that file, because that thing probably didn't exist from the beginning," Fanna said slowly, "Strictly speaking, it's a The clue, which occurred in June 1889, may point to a fire, but the relevant information has been erased."

"The fire of 1889?" the old priest mused, "I don't remember any fire..." He stopped suddenly and looked at Vanna thoughtfully.

"So, the erased data also includes our memories, right?"

"At least it includes people's memories," Fanna nodded lightly, "I don't have enough evidence, other than my own "knowledge", I don't have any way to prove the existence of the fire, and I'm not sure What force is manipulating this matter, I . . . Just wondering. "

She suddenly felt a little embarrassed. As a judge, she was used to questioning and investigating, but this time the situation was completely different from before. She didn't know who the target she suspected was, or even who the target was. Ghost, she launched the investigation based on her own thoughts, which was very inconsistent with her calm and steady behavior in the past.

However, the old priest in front of her just nodded calmly: "Your piety and character are the evidence, Your Honor."

As soon as the voice fell, the old priest quickly walked to a column between the nearby bookshelves and tapped several specific protrusions on the column with his mechanical prosthetic hand. The next second, a low roar sounded. From deep in the floor came the creaking of gears and linkages.

The door of the archives was closed, and some of the bookshelves in the archives began to move slowly. Some of the bookshelves approached and closed, and in the free area, pillars depicting many complex runes appeared one after another. It slowly rose from the floor.

As those pillars rose, the sound of the waves softly reverberated in Vanna's mind.

"...There's no need to mobilize people like this," Fanna was a little bewildered by the old priest's actions, "now it's just a preliminary investigation."

"Past experience has taught me that there is no 'preliminary' in the investigation of huge threats," the old priest slowly walked towards Vanna, and he raised his brass mechanical prosthetic hand, "and I think that something that can interfere with cognition on a large scale, or even erase specific historical events, is a "great threat". "

"...But your rash action to block the archives may attract a lot of attention."

"No, the archives are locked down randomly a few times a month to keep the sacred devices and bookshelves alive," the old priest laughed, showing his jagged teeth, "don't let The ancient scrolls have been quiet too long" is the rule.

"Then I have no doubts."

"You checked a lot of information just now, and looking at your expression, you must have found something?" The old priest nodded, "I can help."

"I found some records of 'cult of heresy'—although not directly related to the events I'm investigating, and the records themselves are scattered, but I don't think it's quite right," Fanna said calmly. The cult of heresy had a common feature and was concentrated in the first half of 1889, and came to an abrupt end after the sixth block factory leak..."

The old priest listened carefully to Fanna's description, and then found the corresponding archives under the identification of the other party.

"That's it," Fanna pointed to the documents that were found, "the sacrifice rituals that should have been invalid, the substantial mental damage, and although the scale was very small, they were all real acts of heresy worship. The closing reports of all cases also seem to be normal, and those who should be arrested should be arrested, and those who should be sentenced should be sentenced, but I think that each of these cases is actually...not properly investigated."

"For a case of this scale, capturing and trying the people involved would be the equivalent of an investigation, but you're right that when several similar incidents are stacked together...the situation is different. Now," the old priest looked at the file and frowned, "all those who held sacrifice activities were "inexplicably bewitched", but the source of the bewitchment could not be investigated..."

He murmured and looked up suddenly.

"Your Excellency the Inquisitor, did you only examine the 1889 file?"

"Yes," Fanna nodded, and then responded, "You mean..."

“The thing you are concerned about really happened in 1889, but have you ever thought that these weird cases of heresy worship don’t have to start in 1889,” the old priest said quickly, pressing Then he looked up at the other rows of the bookshelf, "The earlier records are here, and the three rows from the bottom to the top are all available for reading." Fanna immediately walked to the files and began to examine the files with the old priest. records in .

Vanna immediately walked to the files and began examining the records with the old priest.

And just a moment later, they found a similar incident of heresy worship in their respective files almost simultaneously.

1888, 1887, and even all the way back to 1886.

"There is also a record here...the sacrificial event that took place in the port area, and here, and the last record is only two months away!"

Fanna quickly flipped through the archives in her hand, feeling her heart beating fast. She raised her head to tell the old priest what she had found, but suddenly found that the old priest was standing in front of the bookshelf. Staring at a place without moving.

"Have you found anything?" Fanna frowned immediately and asked nervously.

"There is no record of 1885," whispered the old priest, as if muttering to himself, "it should be here, in this row, after 1884...but now after 1884 It's directly 1886..."

"Let's go here," Duncan said, glancing back at the direction he and Shirley had come from, on the edge of the sixth block, "there shouldn't be more to gain from investigating here. "

They spent a long time in that chapel, but their esoteric level of "the two together is not as good as a dog" is obviously not enough to crack the strange time-space lock-in phenomenon in the underground church .

Before they left, the underground sanctuary was restored to its original state, and the nun, who was between the ashes and the living, was still praying devoutly in the main hall of the church, expressing her sympathy for the separation of Duncan and Shirley. Go no response.

The exterior of the church is still dilapidated and the surrounding area is still empty.

But Shirley doesn't really care much about the secrets in the church. "I...can I really go home?"

She looked at Duncan quite nervously, her tone uncertain but mixed with an inexplicable hesitation.

"Of course you can, I have never restricted your freedom to leave," Duncan smiled and rubbed each other's hair. Although Shirley was about the same age as Nina, the girl's petite and thin body always made her He couldn't help but treat her like a younger child, "Today's investigation is over, you can go home."

Sulli subconsciously turned her head and glanced in the direction of home, wanting to move her footsteps~IndoMTL.com~ but suddenly hesitated: "Then... shall we continue to investigate after that?"

"Of course, this is far from over," Duncan raised his eyebrows. "What? Are you reluctant to leave?"

"Ah no no no!" Shirley quickly waved her hand upon hearing this, "I'm just... the next time I investigate:

"I will find a way to contact you, you can also take the initiative to come to me," Duncan smiled and rubbed Shelly's head again, "and not just investigation, if you encounter other difficulties, you can also directly Come to me for help."

Xue Li blinked her eyes, always feeling that something was weird, but she nodded lightly in the end, but before she turned to leave, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then...then Do you have any plans for the future?"

"Me?" Duncan was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm going to buy a bicycle this afternoon." Shirley was stunned: "...Huh?"

"Buy a bike," Duncan repeated earnestly. "I promised Nina for days, and today it's time to keep my promise. What, what's wrong?"

Sherry opened her mouth for a long time before she finally said, "Ah...Agou said, you have to do something about the warp invasion anyway...

Before she finished speaking, a shadow suddenly appeared in the air next to her, and Agou's broken gong voice hurriedly shouted in the shadow: "I didn't say it!!"

The next second, the shadow vanished again—obviously, Agou was afraid that he would be seen if he showed his head outside.

Duncan:...

He hesitated for a long time, and finally let out a helpless smile: "Okay. Now the Warp Invasion is going to buy a bicycle for his niece--let's stop there."

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