Deep Sea Embers Chapter 168: The warning signs spread

The sleepy-eyed Bishop Valentine saw the Inquisitor Fanna who rushed to the church late at night, and the moment he heard the first words from Fanna, the old man was completely awake.

"Captain Duncan has entered your dreamland?!" The old bishop stared at Fanna in astonishment, and even wondered if he hadn't woken up yet, "That ghost captain took the initiative to find you... just to tell you a location for you to investigate?"

"It's absolutely true - although I know how incredible it sounds," Fanna nodded vigorously. On the way before she came, she had guessed the reaction of the Old Bishop's Church, but she couldn't help it. , after all, she is no less ignorant than Valentine. "The Sixth Street Chapel... I have very little communication with that ghost captain, and this part is the most important information he revealed."

The old bishop fell silent for a while. He turned around in the silence and looked up at the Goddess of Storms statue at the end of the sanctuary. After an unknown amount of time, he broke the silence: "Fanna, you still remember when you were in the sewer. Is there any contamination on the site of the cult ritual? After that, we carried out a remedial purification, and now it seems..."

"I understand what you mean," Fanna breathed lightly, her expression still flat, "Now it seems that our purification has never been successful, the Homeless is still chasing me, and the ghost captain... ...has extended his power to my dreams."

"Are you still awake now?" Valentine turned and looked silently into Vanna's eyes.

"Sober, I tried it on the road, I can completely silently recite the names of myself and the goddess, and recite the contents of "Storm Origins"," Fanna nodded, "It seems that the pollution is still at a shallow level, and it is affected by Only my dreams are affected, and my limbs and words and deeds have not yet spread to reality."

"The pollution is at a shallow level, but it cannot be completely removed. It's like an irreversible countdown..." Valentine's tone was low, with a deep worry in his eyes, "But you are still from the city-state of Perland. Inquisitor, no one can take your place in a short time..."

Fanna knew what the old bishop was trying to convey.

She has been spiritually polluted by the supernatural power of the superior. As a judge of the church, her "fortress" has actually been gradually being broken, and a fortress that is about to be broken is unreliable, because no one knows this To what extent the mental pollution will develop, no one knows whether the Fanna who wakes up the next morning is still Fanna, she is still loyal to the Storm Goddess, but the next second... No one knows who she is loyal to.

If an ordinary guardian or priest is polluted by this, things will be solved easily. It is a simple matter to perform a period of confinement and exorcism rituals, or if the city-state is peaceful and calm, she can temporarily Hand over the responsibilities to the deputy, and go to the deepest part of the church to accept the highest standards of "safe isolation" and "purification by divine grace", but...

Now she is in an irreplaceable position as a "judge". Even if she asks for help from the Church of the Storm headquarters, she will not be able to solve this problem in a short time.

"...I can't leave my post," Fanna shook her head after thinking for a while, she knew she was causing a problem for the old bishop, but she had to continue to perform her duties, "I'm very bad I have a hunch that we are facing a real, huge crisis, not even necessarily brought about by Homeless or Sun fragments, and that a larger shadow is lurking in the city-state, and at this time, I can't put the trial The responsibilities of an official are left to anyone, not even my own most trusted lieutenant.”

Valentine heard a different seriousness in Vanna's tone, and he immediately frowned slightly: "Homeless and the crisis beyond the sun fragments? Have you discovered anything recently?"

"...I investigated some things in the archives, which should have been told to you the next morning, but now it seems that the situation is more complicated than expected and the urgency needs to be raised," Vanna Nodding his head, he said very seriously, "I have doubts about the time node when the sun fragments appeared in the Prand city-state, and accordingly I consulted some materials from 1889 and earlier years, and found a lot of less urgent. Low, but eerie and dense...here worship records..."

As Fanna spoke, Bishop Valentine finally opened his eyes a little bit.

"These materials are lying quietly in our archives?" When Fanna's voice fell,

Valentine exclaimed in disbelief, "All this time, no one found out? Not even the disappearing year of 1885..."

"No one found out that our city-state seemed to be stolen by someone, a part of it, some obvious 'reality, just disappeared from everyone's sight out of thin air," Fanna said in a deep voice, "and This kind of 'disappearance, ... is not likely to be caused by debris from the sun."

Valentine squeezed the scepter in his handshake, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"What do you think is the connection between this and 'Captain Duncan, the message conveyed to you in the dream?'" he asked suddenly.

"Not sure, but first of all 'stealing reality from the city-state, this kind of thing is not the ability of Homeless, and secondly, if this is what the ghost captain did, there is no reason for him to pollute my dreams again, tell My key clue - this is not in line with the rough and chaotic behavior of the captain in the record," Fanna analyzed calmly, "unless...he suddenly changes his temper and becomes a vile devil who teases the world, or... "

"Or?"

"Or become an enthusiastic person who is concerned about the safety of the city-state," Fanna spread her hands. "When you see a risk factor, come to me and report it."

"Ahem, you're a joke at the Warp level," Valentine coughed suddenly, then glared at Vanna, "Don't tell me this when you know you've been watched by a superior supernatural being. Kind of a joke, it makes me question your mental state."

Speaking, the old man hammered his chest and straightened his breath before looking into Fanna's eyes with a serious face: "Who else knows about the anomalies found in the archives except you?"

Fana thought for a while, then shook her head: "Only I know, I'm going to check it myself..."

She paused suddenly, as if her thinking was stuck, but then shook her head: "I went to check the file myself."

"That's okay... If there is a conscious black hand behind this incident, then he should not have realized that the conspiracy has been exposed," Valentine sighed, and then had to agree with Fanna's statement just now, " You really can't leave your post right now...you should already have a plan to investigate those files?"

"Yes, including coordinated action with City Hall."

"Starting immediately tomorrow, I will provide you with all assistance," Valentine nodded immediately. "In addition, I will also report what happened here to the Pope, hoping that the Cathedral of Storms can provide us with some assistance. ..."

While speaking, the old man thought for a few seconds and then asked, "Can you still pray to the goddess normally now?"

"Yes," Vanna replied immediately, "the connection between me and the goddess was not affected by that dream."

Valentine frowned: "But the goddess didn't reveal or warn you about your spiritual pollution?"

"...Yes," Fanna hesitated for a while, but nodded and admitted, "The goddess didn't warn me."

Valentine touched his chin, and after a moment of deep thought suddenly looked up into Vanna's eyes: "...During this time, you must return to the church to rest at night, not to sleep outside the church, and to be active outside. You must carry the Tome of the Storm with you at all times. Also, if you are unusually sleepy or exhausted when you are out and about, you should go to the church closest to you immediately, can you do that?”

"It can be done."

"...Well, I hope you don't think it's some kind of harsh treatment or questioning," the old bishop sighed, and despite Fanna's firm promise, he couldn't help but say, "You can't leave your post now, and There is no priest with a higher status than you in the city-state of Perand who can serve as your 'supervisor, this is a necessary arrangement under the premise of ensuring that you can perform your basic duties..."

"Relax, of course I understand," Fanna showed a faint smile, and in turn comforted the old bishop in front of her, "I know as well as you what dangerous things we are fighting against, compared to those who are inexperienced and Seniors who sacrificed for theory, we are very lucky to be able to fight under the protection of rules.”

Speaking of this, she paused, then continued: "Then about the little church on the sixth block..."

"We have to investigate, no matter what the purpose of that 'Ghost Captain' found you, we have to investigate that church," Valentine nodded slowly

He headed, "And...I just recalled a little, but I can't recall who the person in charge of that church is. It seems that there is really some situation there."

"Okay, I'll personally lead the team tomorrow."

"Well," Valentine nodded slightly, then looked at Vanna curiously, "other than the chapel, what did that ghost captain say to you?"

It's okay if you don't ask ~IndoMTL.com~ As soon as she asked, Fana's expression suddenly became strange.

Valentine: "...how do you look like that?"

"He... did say something to me, a very unbelievable one," Fanna's face was full of hesitation, "I don't know if we should take it seriously..."

"What's wrong with this? The more bizarre the content, the more likely it is the key to everything!" Valentine's eyes widened, "What did he say?"

Fana finally hesitated for two seconds, and finally exhaled heavily, with a serious face: "French fries."

Valentine: "..."

After a moment of silence, the old bishop finally spoke again: "Really?"

"As true as my belief in a goddess is true."

"...Ah, then this is indeed...a bit too bizarre..."