Deep Sea Embers Chapter 167: High profile report

To be honest, when Duncan said this, he regretted it a little - he was really afraid that Fanna, the upright girl, would destroy her eyes on the spot...

The young judge's reaction was beyond his expectations. He had imagined that once the number one villain himself showed up, he would inevitably arouse Fanna's strong hostility, but he did not expect her to act so decisively and quickly, and Almost in the blink of an eye, key elements such as dream invasion and mirror media were identified and targeted confrontation was carried out, which was completely different from the invasion of Shirley's dream at the beginning.

She even tries her best to avoid communicating with her intruder from beginning to end - an "emergency measure" to prevent the spread of mental pollution when the dream is invaded.

Facts have proved that the gap between a trained high-ranking inquisitor and a son of a **** superhuman is not a little bit. If it weren't for Duncan's own power, it was too strange, and the entire invasion process was completely based on Vanna In the depths of his own mind, any intruder who changes his dishes, I am afraid that the judge will seize the loophole and throw it out.

Now, Fanna is quiet, just quietly looking at the ghost captain appearing in the center of her field of vision - she has not been impulsive enough to directly destroy her eyes, perhaps because she has realized that this dream has been completely destroyed Invasion, ordinary means of expulsion will probably not work.

She closed her eyes, and Duncan was still standing in front of her, standing in the darkness, only looking more gloomy, his figure seemed indeterminate in the reflection of the spirit fire.

"What do you want to do," said the young Inquisitor, his voice as cold as steel, "How did you invade my dream?"

Her attitude was hostile, but Duncan just found it funny - the Inquisitor's behavior at the moment was completely different from the polite and peaceful look she had when she visited the antique store.

I don't know how she would react if she found out the truth about the antique store one day.

"Just to tell you one thing," Duncan said without any nonsense, "if you really care about the safety of the city, you might as well go to the sixth block and take a look at that chapel."

After he finished speaking, he closed his mouth and stood quietly surrounded by flames, maintaining a mysterious and majestic aura.

Fana was stunned when she heard the ghost captain's reply.

At this moment, as if something had pierced a curtain, a corner that had been hidden in her mind was revealed, the sixth block, the chapel, these two words were strongly engraved into her Her mind was in a trance for a while.

But compared to this momentary trance, the reality that the dream was contaminated by Captain Duncan touched her heart more strongly, she tried to pray to the goddess in her heart, but the power of the goddess could not penetrate this layer of fantasy, she was full of Watching the "captain" in front of him vigilantly, he couldn't see any judging emotional expression from the gloomy figure.

After a few seconds, she finally gritted her teeth lightly, trying to stay calm and said in a deep voice: "You invaded an Inquisitor's dream just for... this?"

"It's up to you," Duncan said flatly, "I'm looking forward to your discovery there."

He said this, and at the same time he was beginning to feel that his connection to the dream was rapidly becoming unstable.

Strong repulsive forces are at work.

He noticed that Vanna wasn't as quiet as she appeared to be—despite communicating with him on the surface, the young Inquisitor was relying on willpower to fight against her intruder every second. His will is so firm that he has struggled to the critical point of awakening just by his will!

This made Duncan realize that the exchange must end as soon as possible. After explaining the necessary information, he should leave a mysterious image and calmly retreat.

He didn't intend to explain too much to the other party, and he didn't expect to rely on a few words to clarify his friendly position or establish the slightest trust with Vanna - the confrontation between "Captain Duncan" and "City Inquisitor" Attributes are not something that can be done with lip service. If you explain too much yourself, you can only look suspicious, and even divert Fana's attention to unnecessary directions.

The fire of the spirit body spreading in the darkness gradually subsided, and Duncan's figure began to slowly retreat in Fanna's sight.

But in the last few seconds before the connection is about to be interrupted, Fanna couldn't help it

Issued a question: "What are you planning on Prand?!"

Duncan looked up in the dark, and suddenly a strong sense of bad taste came to him.

He stared at the young Inquisitor through the dream, the corners of his mouth slowly upturned, and in the green glow of the spirit fire, Vanna heard the most outrageous and incomprehensible thing she had heard since becoming an Inquisitor One sentence:

"The whole order of fries."

The dream collapsed and the connection was completely cut off.

In the dark space of nothingness and chaos, Duncan stepped back slightly and stared at the starlight that was flickering erratically in front of him.

Ay, in the form of a bone dove, flew over in the darkness, flapping his wings and landing on his shoulder.

"Whatever she's going to fantasize about next, at least one thing's for sure," Duncan murmured as if to himself, glancing at Aye, "Sixth block, chapel, these two Critical information has entered the sights of the Cathedral of the Storm in Plante... Whatever the reason, they will be conducting the highest intensity investigation there."

Duncan's idea is simple and effective - he only needs to be able to lift the lid of the little church on the sixth block, as long as he can attract the attention of the Deep Sea Church, and as for Fanna and the priests behind her, turn back It doesn't matter at all how you think about other things.

The biggest mobile natural disaster on the boundless sea went directly to the judge and asked the dream to report the heresy corruption in the city-state. This is enough for those priests to think about death, but before they think about death, they will definitely give up their milk. On that chapel - they will have to dig out any secrets hidden in the church.

Of course, during this investigation, Fanna may also waste some energy due to the existence of Homeless, but that's the nitty gritty.

Finally, thinking about what he had done towards the end of the dream, a smile appeared on Duncan's face.

"A whole order of fries?" Ai, who fell on his shoulder, noticed the smile and tilted his head, "Cut it finely?"

"...Your language is becoming more and more fragmented," Duncan frowned, "but it's okay to order french fries tomorrow morning, and by the way, I'll teach Alice how to cook some normal food."

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Fanna suddenly opened her eyes.

There is no light in the room, only the pale and cold radiance of the creation of the world enters the bedroom through the window. Under the dim light, the furnishings in the bedroom seem to be covered with a mottled light and shadow.

His heart was beating violently, his head seemed to be stuffed with hot iron bars, the dull pain caused by severe mental loss and high tension kept beating between his two temples, and his nightdress was soaked with sweat , is now sticking to the skin coldly, which is extremely uncomfortable.

But these discomforts are nothing compared to the dream that was invaded by pollution.

Fanna sat up from the bed, looked around very cautiously, blinked her eyes slowly, closed her eyes again, and opened them slowly.

Every time, her heart beats violently twice - she is testing whether she has really gotten rid of the "phantom" of the ghost captain, but she is worried that the other person's figure will appear directly in her field of vision in the next second .

It was not until she confirmed that she had escaped the invasion and that this was the real world, that she finally let out a long sigh of relief.

In all her years as an Inquisitor, she has rarely been so nervous.

Fanna left the bed and came to the dresser not far away.

The dresser stands here intact, with only his own shadow in the mirror.

She stood in front of the mirror for a few seconds, as if to confirm every detail in the mirror, then she shook her head vigorously, opened the drawer of the dresser, and took out a handle depicting storms and waves. Rune's little dagger.

Holding the holy artifact, slashes the skin, soaks the runes with blood, and then prays to the goddess of the storm.

In a short prayer ~IndoMTL.com~ she heard the soft sound of the ocean waves ringing in her ears, the goddess's blessing as always, soothing her restless mind.

After re-establishing contact with the goddess, Fanna finally relaxed - then she neatly changed out of the sweat-soaked pajamas, changed into the clothes she was going out as quickly as possible, and picked it up and put it on the The giant sword near the bed, pushed the door and left the room.

A moment later, a private vehicle powered by a steam core

The family car broke the tranquility of the downtown uptown, and under the bright gas streetlights, Fanna drove straight to the cathedral.

She had to tell Bishop Valentine what happened today, along with what was wrong in the archives before - the complexity of the matter has far exceeded expectations, and it is no longer a matter of relying solely on The judge can resolve the matter.

If necessary, it may even be necessary for Plant to contact the Cathedral of Storms, which is patrolling the boundless sea.

Fanna's eyes are firm, her breathing is steady, and her thoughts are clear.

But suddenly, a little hesitation came to mind.

She recalled the eerie scene near the end of the dream.

A whole lot of fries...what do you mean?!

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Chapter 167 High Specification Report