Deep Sea Embers Chapter 313: Debt cleared
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Aiden jumped off the platform,
When he came to his captain, after noticing that the captain's expression was extraordinarily solemn, his expression immediately became serious.
"Captain, what happened?"
"I can't refuse an invitation," Tirian looked around, then sighed, "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I may have to leave here."
Aiden's eyes widened suddenly: "Is there any news sent to the island? Just now? And... how can there be an invitation that you can't refuse on this cold sea?"
Tirian sighed again: "... is my father."
Aiden blinked and held back for a long time: "... How long have you been away?"
"Should be back soon, maybe in a day or two," Tirian didn't care about the subtle change in the first officer's tone. He was full of thoughts now, and he really didn't have the energy to say anything else, "A messenger will come Go to the port area and pick me up to the Lost Homeland. Don’t announce this matter to the public for the time being. While I’m disappearing, you will take care of everything.”
Aiden immediately bowed his head and accepted the order: "Yes, Captain."
Then the first mate paused for two seconds, seemingly hesitant, before he couldn't help but look around, approached Tirian and muttered to Tirian: "Is... is he around here?"
Tirian thought for a while, and patted Aiden on the shoulder: "The Lost Home is hidden in the mist around us."
More colors appeared on his body again, and more solid details also appeared on his originally misty and undulating body surface.
He knew what his captain was worried about.
And the other majority of the sailors are the real "primitive backbone" in the hands of "Steel Vice Admiral" Tirian: they are members of the once-lost fleet.
More and more memories began to surface in the depths of this soul.
However, the majestic gatekeeper just looked down at the soul at the door for a moment, then moved slightly to the side: "Please come in, your debt is cleared."
Suddenly, the figure stopped at the end of the road.
The sea fog fleet is huge, and except for a few special people who are bought or hired by contract as peripheral members, most of the members of this fleet are "undead" like themselves, and these undead sailors In simple terms, they are actually divided into two groups
"Yes," the gatekeeper said, and a hoarse and deep voice came from above the bandage, "I'm just the messenger of yours."
It seemed that the individuals who had been torn and separated from him were returning to their correct positions one by one.
During the endless battles for half a century, in constant battles with the rebels, death and the cursed power of the Sea Mist itself turned them into today's "undead sailors" bit by bit, and became Part of the Fog Fleet.
He raised his head and continued walking forward.
Duncan Abu Normar is their "Old Captain". They have witnessed the transformation and fall of the Lost Homeland, and they have personally experienced the ups and downs of this century. With Aiden turned upside down in the upheaval-these sailors who have been loyal for a century are called the "first period", and those who have been loyal for half a century are called the "second period".
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Aiden bowed his head immediately: "Yes, Captain."
"...Captain, I haven't breathed for so many years, and today I finally feel 'cold, what do you mean,'" First Officer Wei Xiong's voice became visibly cautious, "Are you sure that the old captain... ·Just to meet you?"
A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the door, blocking his way.
Include details of own death.
What delayed my trip? Let yourself only continue to trek in this wilderness?
With a century of experience, Duncan can see many things hidden under the surface.
He gradually had a face. It was a middle-aged woman with white hair.
His tone was a little sad: "I'm not qualified to step through that door, am I?"
A suit of clothes appeared on the humanoid white mist, which is the uniform of the navigator.
Christo looked at the almost three-meter-high "giant" with some fear, and memories of his time as a living came flooding back, allowing him to regain the ability to talk to people: "Are you...the master of death? ?”
"I don't know, and I don't want to know, but my intuition tells me that this journey should not be dangerous," Tirian said in a low voice. The sailors who gathered until sunrise turned their heads to look at the first mate again, "But other sailors may not think so, you know what I mean."
Most of them were members of the post-Eden Navy. These soldiers who had served the Frost Queen were originally ordinary people. Gradually transformed into what it is now.
"...The dancers in Lenggang are really enthusiastic and unrestrained-the personality is very enthusiastic, and the aesthetics are quite unrestrained."
Christo Barberi raised his head in astonishment, and saw that he had walked onto an avenue at some point, with ancient stone pillars standing silently on both sides of the avenue, and at the end of the road, an extremely tall, magnificent and The gate with simple and complex patterns is standing out of thin air.
The hollow black figure looked down at himself, and saw that some colors seemed to emerge from his hazy body.
"The Lost Home is just around the corner. It's better not to let ordinary people get close to this island these days," Tirian shook his head and carefully found an excuse. He said it, then he paused, and added, "But your previous sentence reminded me, so just send it back, this mean machete Martin, maybe he will scold these boys... ...I will write a letter later, and you give it to the head dancer."
At this moment, Tirian's voice came again, interrupting Wei Xiong's thoughts: "Send the dancers back to Cold Harbor early tomorrow morning."
Tirian silently looked at the mate's shiny head.
This hazy and empty black figure was thinking, but soon this intermittent thinking was swallowed up by a bigger hole, so he could only continue to move forward according to his instinct.
Listening to the captain's solemn words, Aiden nodded slowly.
The Lost Country and "Captain Duncan" have different meanings in the eyes of the two groups of sailors. The same news is put in front of them, and the reaction it triggers is also uncontrollable.
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He recalled more.
Dark, lonely, silent.
is the gatekeeper here.
I seem to have tripped over something? Or been hit by some invisible thing?
A hollow shadow trudges across the wilderness.
Therefore, until the situation is clear and the situation is under control, the news that the captain is going to the Lost Homeland cannot be released—otherwise the island will definitely be in chaos.
Just a strong urge surged from the heart of this soul—to pass through this door, to rest on the opposite side of this door.
He didn't know how long he had trekked, and he didn't know the name when he set off. He only remembered that he set off a long, long time ago, and the superficial impression left at this time told him that he should have reached the end long ago. , should have rested in some peaceful place long ago.
"Send it back tomorrow?" Aiden didn't know why the captain suddenly mentioned this, "Are you dissatisfied with them?"
This door is open, but the interior is always hazy, and the details on the other side of the door cannot be seen clearly.
His footsteps gradually became steady and heavy, and the rough gravel under his feet also became more rugged at some point.
And now even Captain Tirian himself is not sure what the real state of the Lost Homelander and the "Old Captain" is, let alone whether this state is really stable for a long time.
However, when he was about to touch the door, Christo stopped.
First the name, then the dying moment~IndoMTL.com~ Then the dark youth, the immature and vague childhood memories, and the tiny glimpses of the baby.
"Well," Tirian nodded, and then seemed to remember something again, "By the way, when I came just now, I saw a dancer stop and talk to you, look at her helpless look ···
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What did she tell you? "
He trekked towards the end of the wilderness, and in the darkness, large and small shadows emerged from time to time, merging with him silently.
An endless barren wilderness stretches in the darkness. There is no vegetation or animals in the wilderness. You can only see jagged rocks and strange ruins that have been weathered and decayed for an unknown number of years. Silent, and sometimes flashing across the sky, the strange phantom light flutters in the darkness, often illuminating the wilderness, and often casting mottled and twisted shadows on the earth.
Visible to the naked eye, he saw the muscles on Aiden's body tense up a little bit.
Aiden himself, as well as the half-headed old pastor "Will", are all members of the "First Phase".
Aiden was a little embarrassed for a while: "She said my hairstyle is very sexy..."
This is a guard wrapped in bandages, wearing bright and complicated robes, a hood on his head, and a long staff in his hand.
The middle-aged man in the captain's uniform walked forward subconsciously. There was no one around him, but he seemed to feel that there were countless souls walking on this road at the same time. Walking towards this gate - there are dead people on the road every second in the world, but in front of this lonely gate of life and death, souls seem to be unable to meet each other. But suddenly, he staggered.