Deep Sea Embers Chapter 199: Historians’ vigilance

Duncan felt he was careless.

He only thought about Alice's lack of common sense to live in the human world, but he didn't think about the extent to which this lack of common sense could go. Thinking that she doesn't even know the money.

This is quite reasonable.

After all, she doesn't need to spend money in the coffin...

"Ah... while Shirley and Nina are away, I'll continue to make up lessons with you," Duncan sighed, reluctantly giving up the plan to go out in the afternoon, "First of all, I have to let you know human beings. The most basic things in the world, such as currency..."

He paused, then sighed again: "Hey, looking back, I really need to open a literacy class for you and Shirley."

"Oh, Shirley, that's the very short girl just now, right?" Alice immediately met her number, her face full of joy, and it seemed to her that she was very happy to be able to meet someone new. , "I heard you say that she is just like me...what's her name, 'illiterate', right?"

"It's not something to be happy about!" Duncan knocked on the table, "and even Shirley is better than you—well, they know how to evade fares in the car!"

Alice: "What is fare evasion?"

Duncan: "..."

……

Heidi sneeze hard.

She got up and closed the living room window, rubbed her nose and muttered about the recent hot and cold weather, then raised her head a little worriedly and looked at her father who was sitting by the coffee table not far away.

Schools have been closed. The annual autumn vacation of each public school in Prand will last for more than two months. During this period, my father does not have to report to the school, and there is no social interaction on weekdays, so in previous years he usually spends time at this time In the major libraries of the city-state, or just stay at home and spend leisurely days like today.

But for some reason, Morris is looking quite wrong today.

He is holding a newspaper, but his eyes are not focused on the newspaper at all. He has been sitting on the sofa and has maintained that rigid posture for nearly an hour. He seems to have been thinking about something, even just now There was no response to the day maid's inquiries.

Heidi frowned.

It seems that since he returned from Mr. Duncan's antique shop, his father's state has been like this, his mind is lost, occasionally showing strange expressions, ignoring others, and thinking deeply.

Don't even go to the study - as if instinctively resisting books.

"Are you alright?" Heidi finally couldn't hold back, got up and came to Morris's side, bent down and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

After asking twice in a row, Morris finally heard his daughter's voice. He quickly raised his head and felt the buzzing in his head subside a little before he waved his hand: "I'm fine... oh, you didn't go to church today. Or city hall? Didn't go to the clinic?"

"The work on the church and the city hall has long been completed, and the clinic is closed today." Heidi frowned, "I remember you asked this morning."

"Oh yeah, I forgot."

Morris tapped his temple, hesitantly.

He knew he wasn't in good shape, but he couldn't explain it to his daughter.

He can't reveal information about a Warp existence at will - not only because it may anger the "Mr. Duncan", but also because the information will pollute and affect Heidi. .

A low humming sound in his head interrupts Morris' thoughts, but the noise soon subsides, allowing his thoughts to settle again.

Thinking noise, a hangover after returning from the antique store.

But in fact, compared with yesterday, this sequelae has weakened many times.

Morris knows that he should be thankful - he not only saved a life after facing the shadow of the warp, he even saved his own sanity. It was the protection of the God of Wisdom and the goodwill of "Mr. Duncan" at the same time. He was left with some symptoms caused by "crazy borderline", but after simple self-judgment, he confirmed that these symptoms will quickly reduce over time, and there is nothing to be nervous about.

But before the symptoms completely disappear, Heidi may have to worry about her poor state for a while.

Morris frowned suddenly, remembering that his daughter was an excellent psychiatrist - she couldn't be allowed to continue to notice a difference in her mental state.

At this moment, Heidi's voice came again: "Did you chat with Mr. Duncan yesterday? I feel like you've been absent-minded since you came back..."

"Some... topics in the field of knowledge, very deep knowledge," Morris's mind couldn't restrain the information related to the "Creep Sun Wheel", recalling what Mr. Duncan revealed to himself, Regarding the information about the current situation of the Black Sun, he used great perseverance to control these "knowledge" that seemed to have independent life in his own sea of ​​consciousness, and smiled at Heidi, "It's a lot of brains, I have now I haven't figured it out yet, so I'm always distracted today... Let's not talk about this, I suddenly remembered, didn't you make an appointment with your friends to go to the cinema on the day off?"

Heidi froze for a moment: "...friend? I don't remember...with which friend I made an appointment to go to the theater...Did you remember wrong?"

"I remembered wrong?" Morris rubbed his temples. For some reason, he suddenly felt a throbbing heat near his temples, and his memory flickered, as if something was forgotten in his own. He regained consciousness, "But I clearly remember that you said the day before yesterday that there was a friend...what's his name? He was tall and familiar with me..."

Morris's movements of rubbing his temples gradually became irritable, and he began to tap his forehead lightly with his fists, his mouth was full of marks, which made Heidi, who was just a little confused, suddenly feel inexplicably nervous, she quickly Squat down and hold the old man's hand: "Are you alright? Do you have a headache? Would you like me to give you a hypnotic relaxation or soothing guidance? Or find another doctor..."

"I don't need a doctor, I don't need it," Morris waved his hand vigorously, and the noise appeared in his mind again, but this time the noise was different from the previous "thinking noise". It seemed as if he was trying to convey some information, trying to awaken something, and he felt as if another consciousness had awakened in his mind - that consciousness was still his own, but there was a subtle deviation from his current thinking, "I Just remember, remember a very important thing...Heidi, you have a friend, listen, you have a friend, very important..."

The worry and tension on Heidi's face became more and more serious, she squeezed Morris' other hand tightly, and her words had unconsciously brought the power of calming and guiding: "Of course I have friends, but you Which one are you talking about..."

Maurice could no longer hear what Heidi was saying.

He felt a sudden roar in his mind. It was the sound of all the noise being compressed into an instant release. Then, the thinking noise that had been bothering him for a long time disappeared completely, and a lot of strange memories came from In the depths of his consciousness, he seemed to see that scene again—a giant, full of starlight, a giant twisted and fused from crushed mirrors, and then he saw green flames, flames burning However, the fog disappeared.

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This time, he didn't lose his sanity by witnessing the giant. On the contrary, the impression that emerged in his mind seemed to penetrate an invisible curtain with inexplicable power.

The old man suddenly raised his head and stared into Heidi's eyes: "Where is Fanna?"

Heidi was taken aback: "...Who is Fanna?"

"The judge of the city-state, one of your best friends, the niece of the consul Dante..." Morris said slowly, his breath had calmed down, and his eyes had returned to their former depth and sharpness , the noise disappeared, and the giant's figure disappeared. Only two different memories that existed at the same time and were completely different remained in his mind, and he could clearly identify all the differences in those memories, as if he was reading two copies. The ancient scrolls of history spread out in front of him - distinguishing history and finding truth, this is one of the things he is best at, "You don't remember, do you?"

Heidi hesitated: "I...don't know who you're talking about, but your state worries me..."

"Don't worry about me, I'm in very good shape right now, but we should be worried about Fanna," Morris stood up suddenly, his expression more serious than ever, "Heidi, there might be a big problem with our city-state, We have to act."

Heidi got up subconsciously, and she could sense that her father's spirit was really inexplicably cheered up~IndoMTL.com~ but she had no idea what was going on: "Action? What?"

"You go to the cathedral, go to Bishop Valentine, and tell him..." Morris said quickly, but stopped halfway through, and shook his head after weighing it nervously and earnestly. " No, Fanna's accident may also be because she realized the truth... When you find Bishop Valentine, you say you want to seek asylum, the highest level of asylum. You tell him that I asked you to do this. Don't say anything else about what a distinguished historian asks you to do..."

Heidi listened attentively. She had noticed that there might be some dangerous and urgent things happening, and these things could not be said directly, so she controlled the urge to ask questions, and prepared to follow the instructions first. She followed her father's instructions, but then she noticed Morris picking up the jacket next to her, and her eyes widened slightly: "What about you? Then what are you going to do?"

"...Go to the antique store." Morris said in a deep voice.

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