Deep Sea Embers Chapter 182: A peaceful tomorrow will still come
The noise in my mind fluctuates up and down, as if a huge source of interference is approaching and receding around my brain. The antique store in my field of vision remains stable as a whole. Something murky flashed by, as if to reveal sinister truths from the warp to reckless visitors.
Morris sat cautiously in front of the counter, restraining his thoughts and emotions, thinking limitedly and diligently about each question in the short-lived reason bestowed on him by the **** of wisdom Raheem.
This conversation is still going on, and before the opposite "Mr. Duncan" can enjoy himself, his "talking partner" must continue to accompany him.
But Duncan didn't speak at the moment - he was also lost in thought, thinking about the dark sun and the history of pollution.
This dead silence, full of shrill noises, lasted for an unknown amount of time before Morris suddenly heard a deep voice from the opposite side: "The last question, if something is really polluting history, how to solve this Questions?"
"Does anyone really... pollute history?" Morris looked up dully, looking at Duncan in confusion, "Who do you mean?"
"No matter who it is," Duncan said lightly, "it could be the Warp, it could be the Black Sun, it could be some other heretical deity, in short, if something is trying to corrupt history, how will it be resolved? How did you deal with this crisis?"
Morris was stunned for a moment, then shook his head hesitantly: "This... I'm sorry, I can't answer you, this is beyond the scope of my knowledge, and even the fire passers are probably only the strongest ones. Only the great saints or the chosen ones know the secrets of the operation of history - most of the fire passers are actually the same as the guardians of the Church of the Storm, and they usually only do daily work such as eradicating heresy and purifying pollution. True historical pollution is almost impossible..."
"...Yes, my questions are too in-depth, and it is difficult for you to answer them," Duncan sighed softly, he realized that his curiosity was too strong, I am afraid it has caused the old gentleman in front of him. A lot of psychological pressure, so I simply ended the current topic, "Then let's talk about it today."
An unprecedented sense of relaxation suddenly surfaced, and Morrison was relieved.
His mind had been groggy again from the beginning, thinking intermittently, and there were many questions that came up in his mind, but he couldn't organize them. At this time, Duncan was willing to take the initiative to end the topic.
And Duncan looked up and glanced at the sky outside through the glass window not far away.
In terms of time, it is still a while before sunset, but the gloomy sky has made it completely dark outside. The gas street lamps are turned on in advance, and the bright yellow brilliance illuminates the streets outside. , the lower town of Prand seems to be thrown into the night ahead of time.
"The weather is very bad," Duncan retracted his gaze and looked at the old man opposite, "Do you want to stay? Nina's side should have already made the meal."
Morris's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he remembered a popular phrase in the School of Truth, used to describe those scholars who pursued the craziest and most legendary pursuit of knowledge-
Swimming in the subspace, bragging in front of the evil gods, the battle of the gods is on the scene, and the family members cook and eat soup.
If the antique shop already occupied by "Mr. Duncan" is considered a warp, if Mr. Duncan's personality is equal to that of the gods, and if there is a real struggle between this warp shadow and the **** of wisdom, then he Now, three of the four miracles have been realized??
At this time, I'm afraid I don't really want to be promoted to legend on the spot when I go upstairs and drink a bowl of soup!
Morris was amazed that he still had time to think about these messes, and at the same time carefully organized the language: "Actually..."
"Actually you want to leave, don't you?" Duncan nodded before the old gentleman finished speaking, he was a little self-aware at this time, "Although I want to say that the weather is bad now, stay and have a bowl of hot soup Might be better for the body, but it seems like you're under more stress sitting in front of me right now than the comfort of a hot bowl of soup?"
Morris got up quickly and nodded: "Frankly speaking, every minute is suffering - of course, I don't mean to offend, just..."
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Chapter 182 A peaceful tomorrow will still come
, I understand," Duncan waved his hand, with a slightly helpless expression on his face, "If there is a more relaxed way of meeting, in fact, I still really want to have a good chat with you about history and the gods. I'm interested in knowledge -- the kind that doesn't mean anything, but it doesn't look like it this time. "
Morris stood at the counter and fell silent after hearing the words on the other side. After a while, he met Duncan's gaze: "To be honest, I was in a trance a few times just now, and I almost forgot what I said. Seeing those 'truths, your curiosity and friendliness are so real, talking to me like a friend, it's the first time I've seen someone as friendly as you..."
The old gentleman is a little stuck. It seems that he can't find a word of praise for a while. Duncan laughed when he saw this: "If you can't find a good word, I won't look for it. After you leave, don't ask anyone to report me. ."
"No no no! I would never do this!" Morris waved his hands again and again, as if afraid of Duncan's misunderstanding, "Anyway, you did save Heidi's life, and you have always been friendly attitude, I have no reason to report - let alone..."
The old gentleman hesitated for a moment, then spread out his hands with a wry smile: "Looking at your appearance, I'm not afraid of any 'report, please..."
"It's going to bother me," Duncan said casually, "but probably not a big one."
Then he paused for a moment, looked up in the direction of the second floor, and looked at Morris again: "Tomorrow if the weather improves, Nina will go to school as usual."
"Nina...?" Morris blinked, remembering the arc of flame he had seen, and what he had just talked about with Duncan, especially about the black The part of the sun, and thinking of Duncan's attitude just now, he had already vaguely guessed something in his heart, "Nina, she...is she worshipped by those sun heretics..."
He didn't ask, because Duncan shook his head slightly.
"Nina is Nina, you don't have to wonder what's behind her," Duncan whispered. "Just treat her as usual and nothing will happen."
"...I understand," Morris lowered his head slightly, for some reason, after hearing Duncan's words, he was more relieved than before, and then he took two steps back slightly, "Then I should Saying goodbye and leaving, please say goodbye to Nina for me - my current state?? It is not suitable to look again, her."
Duncan hummed, then walked around from behind the counter and sent the old gentleman to the gate.
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Morris tightened his coat and pressed the top hat on his head, but before walking to his car, he couldn't help but stop and look back at the man who was still standing in front of the store. Duncan glanced.
What he saw was a middle-aged man with a peaceful smile. The street scene in the distance shook occasionally, but it was no longer as terrifying as it was at the beginning.
"Mr. Duncan," Morris said suddenly, "you actually like this place, don't you?"
"Yes, I quite like it here," Duncan laughed and waved at the old man, "so go home safely, and Plant will be safe for tomorrow—and every day after that."
Morris took off his hat, gave Duncan a small wave, and turned to his car parked on the side of the road.
Duncan doesn't look back until the car starts up and disappears at the end of the street.
But instead of returning directly to the house, he stood at the door thinking.
The first question he pondered was whether the old man would report himself after he went back...
The conclusion is that the possibility is extremely small - if he is just an ordinary cult~IndoMTL.com~ or even a slightly advanced sun priest, then Morris, who is a true believer, will report back The chances will be 100%, but today it seems that the image of himself in the eyes of the other party is not an ancient god, and the chance of the old man's reporting is almost zero.
The reason is very simple - report a few cultists, and two sheriffs will do the same thing, report a cult priest, and bring a few. (This chapter is not over!)
Chapter 182 A peaceful tomorrow will still come
Guardians can also cut it down on the spot, but what level do you want to report to this place is a warp evil god?
Let's not talk about the community church, it's useless to report it to the bishop of the city state...
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And even without considering this, Morris did report it to the church, and Duncan didn't really care.
After all, even Fanna, the judge who belongs to the peak of force in the Church of the Storm, actually has something to eat in his eyes...?・・
In fact, Duncan is more concerned about Nina's state than this trivial issue.
A burning arc of flames spewing?? This is the "truth" that Morris sees in Nina with the Eye of Truth bestowed on him by the God of Wisdom.
"Sun fragments??" Duncan raised his head, looked at the dark sky outside, and muttered softly to himself, "What the **** is the sun in this world..."
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Chapter 182 A peaceful tomorrow will still come
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