Deep Sea Embers Chapter 263: knock on the door

Latest URL: Morris left with a strange look, holding a century-old cannonball and left.

Duncan stood at the counter and watched the old gentleman leave with a happy smile.

".....You really gave the cannonball to Mr. Morris." Alice murmured on the side.

"I really gave the cannonball to Mr. Morris..." Nina muttered.

"I don't like cannonballs," whispered Alice, "very much."

Nina asked curiously, "Why?"

Alice looked serious: "Because the captain once gave me eight shells..."

"Stop nagging," Duncan's voice suddenly came from the side, he looked helplessly at the resentful Alice and Nina, who was clearly aroused by curiosity, "Where did Shirley go? "

"She said she was getting dizzy from reciting the alphabet, and she wanted to go out to get some fresh air," Nina stuck out her tongue, "but I guess she should have run to the next block by this time."

"It's expected," Duncan sighed, "with Shirley's level of education and personal cultivation, it's already very remarkable that she insists on not swearing in front of me every day...

"Small accident, small accident." Tirian waved his hand immediately, thinking that luckily he still had another day of recovery, he must have been seen by the judge yesterday, he really didn't know what to do Explain your own head that has grown a whole circle.

Someone knocked on the door. "It's fine if you like it," Fanna smiled and nodded, and then raised her head curiously, looking at the high ship's side of the Sea Mist and the main battery that can be seen from the side, "although there was a I've heard it, but it's incredible to see it with my own eyes... This ship really 'healed itself' like that, and even the main guns that were completely wiped out have grown back,?"

This warship, which was severely damaged by the Lost Homeland, has undergone a few days of "self-cultivation", and now it is more than half recovered. The undead sailors were busy going back and forth between the pier and the battleship, carrying the supplies and parting gifts generously provided by Morris on board.

He is really sleepy, he hasn't had a good rest for many days.

But this time it seems to be different from before, this time...he didn't see this scary ghost captain.

Then, as if to prevent the embarrassment from continuing, he quickly changed the subject: "It was a very pleasant time to be a guest at Morris, and thank you for the gift."

Fan Na stood on the pier and watched the battleship gradually turn into an inconspicuous black shadow on the sea level. Then she exhaled softly, turned around and boarded the white steam car that had been waiting for a long time.

Fan Na stood up suddenly, and then slightly arched her body like a beast about to fight, guarding everything around her.

Pedestrians are bustling with people on the road, and the citizens are busy living their days. Nothing happened in the upper city today—the short-term failure of Vision 001, the defect that is almost invisible to the naked eye on the sun rune ring, which is known in the far north. A forgotten deep-dive operation, a mysterious symbol left by the ancient kingdom of Crete...all of these seem to be far away from this sunny neighborhood.

Tirion glanced back at his battleship, and his eyes fell on the eight new main guns that had just been restored, and seemed to be slightly smaller than the other main guns at the moment, with a proud smile on his face: "The Sea Mist knows what it should look like, and it always tends to put itself in the best condition-but these main guns are not very useful now, they are still small, and they will last for a few more days In order to fire standard caliber shells with full charges like other main guns.”

Then he looked away and looked at the familiar room again. This floodlight shatters like quicksilver.

Fan Na suddenly opened her eyes. "Things happen one after another, paperwork is far more laborious than fighting heretics with a big sword," Fan Na stretched her shoulders and neck, and leaned on the back seat in a disfigured manner, "and recently I have suffered from insomnia .”

After seeing off the "visitor" from the Sea Mist, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"In fact, she was

I thought I would stay here for a long time—but something happened," Tirian rubbed his forehead lightly, "I have to go back and deal with some things in the north."

I am in a familiar room.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a long time, he muttered softly as if talking to himself: "Tirion is really going to delay going back..."

"Yes." The subordinate in charge of driving raised his head,

Looking at the judge with a tired face through the rearview mirror: "You seem tired?"

There was a deep vibration and sound from the steam core, and the gears and connecting rods were running briskly. Hearing his chief's complaint, the subordinates couldn't help smiling: "But at least the city-state has been peaceful recently--no heresy, no Monsters, the unlucky ones who are not trapped in the night, the guards who watch the night have not encountered the distortion phenomenon in the night for several days...There is always a sunny day after the storm, isn't it?"

"...Of course, it's a good thing," Fanna said softly, and then adjusted her posture on the seat,

Close your eyes, "I'll take a nap first, wake me up at the cathedral."

Is this the passionate sun?

At least when he arrived at Morris Cathedral in the Storm Cathedral, he should be able to rest for a few days before receiving the Pope.

The next second, she saw a window not far away—the window was open, and even though it was still daytime when she fell asleep, the scene in the window at this moment was night, and the cold night wind was blowing through the window Entering the house, the cold and bright light permeates the window sill, and in the light, one can vaguely see the undulating sea surface in the distance, as well as the sparkling flood light on the sea surface.

This seems to be just an excuse, but Jiang Rou is not interested in hearing what others don't want to say, she just looked at Tirian with some concern, and frowned slightly: "Excuse me...Mr. Captain, your Is your face swollen?"

Fan Na's gaze fell out of the window involuntarily, and then, she seemed to have discovered something suddenly, rushed to the window, raised her head and looked at the sky outside the window.

Jiang Rou, who is short in stature, came to the pier and bid farewell to the captain of the Sea Mist.

Where did the creation of the world go?

Jiang Rou thought so, but as if to respond to her thought, the next second, she suddenly felt an aura approaching.

A...... something she couldn't understand appeared here.

Sighing, he turned his head and looked out of the window. Through the clear window, Prand's daily and peaceful street scenes came into view.

This is a luminous circular object, which looks like the main body in the middle of the sun, but it is neither dazzling nor scorching hot, but hangs quietly in the sky like a cool luminous disc,

Some textures can be vaguely seen on its surface-the whole luminous body seems to exude a peaceful and wonderful atmosphere.

"Isn't this a good thing?"

There is the undulating sea inside, the familiar room is around, the strange sky and strange celestial bodies are outside the window... Thinking of my own experiences these days, the answer seems to be hard to guess.

"We thought he would leave so soon," Vanna said, "Being Bishop is to prepare for at least two weeks on the Seamist."

Fan Na listened to the emotions of her subordinates, and after a while she slowly said: "Indeed, the recent nights have been quieter than ever before, even the lower city and the sewers where darkness is most often shrouded are no longer There is noise coming."

Fortunately, I'm not one to fuss over that kind of detail.

Fan Na was stunned. She always felt that there was something wrong with the smile on the other party's face when she looked at the main gun on her ship and the tone of her speech, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.... .

The order of the city-state has not been fully restored, all the aftermath work is coming to an end in an orderly manner, the paperwork has also been processed, the report to the cathedral and various contacts with the city hall have no problems-and this " Everything went smoothly” behind the exhaustion of the past few days.

What catches the eye is the classic and elegant furnishings. The walls are hung with gorgeous tapestries that look like the last century, and the corners are decorated with colors

Dark shelves and wine cabinets, thick woven carpets in the center of the room~IndoMTL.com~ On the carpets are carved reception tables and chairs, and at this moment, I am sitting in one of the armchairs.

"Boom boom."

A gust of gentle night wind suddenly blows across the cheeks, and the wind carries a cool and fresh breath, and with it, there is the sound of waves beating the hull.

Fan Na stared blankly at this strange light body. At this moment, she felt that her thoughts seemed to have fallen into a state of tranquility following the clear light. Quickly thought - what is this?

Where is this place?

When her subordinates responded, Fan Na felt that she had entered a state of drowsy light sleep, the sound of the car's mechanical operation and the sound outside the window were gradually fading away.

At the southeast port of the city-state, the huge steel battleship Haiwu is ready to set sail.

At 8:40 in the morning, accompanied by a melodious siren sound, the steel battleship with a towering bow slowly accelerated and left the city-state. Mobile phone users please browse and read, palm reading is more convenient.