Deep Sea Embers Chapter 350: Fortress surrounded by sea fog

Latest website: After nightfall, Xiaoxue fluttered down the ground again. In the foggy night background, the cold brilliance of the creation of the world was mostly blocked by the clouds, and only a few patches of chaotic glow diffused through the gaps in the clouds. , and the gas lights in the streets and alleys were turned on one after another, reflecting the fluttering snowflakes in midair, showing a quiet atmosphere different from that of Prand.

Fan Na stood in front of the narrow window, stared at the night scene outside for a while, and sighed: "I think they must have not paid - and by this time a group of experts should have been summoned to crack your The 'secret number left in the letter, too."

Duncan turned his head: "Is it so exaggerated?"

Fan Na turned her head and looked at her current temporary boss seriously: "....Did you write down what the string of numbers is for in the letter?

"I didn't write it, but isn't this the standard format for a report letter?" Duncan said confidently. It is said that many places will deliberately not write more notes in front of the account number to show subtlety and euphemism-I think I should be more euphemistic.”

Fan Na stared fixedly at Duncan, and after a long time, she couldn't help but sigh again: "Oh..."

Duncan thought about it for a while, but when it came to this, he had a bit of B in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little more embarrassed in his tone: "It seems that it is not easy for them to understand?

Fan Na's tone was exhausted: "It's good that you can understand."

Duncan lowered his head and thought about it carefully: "...wouldn't it be a good idea to write a second letter now?

"You...you should hope that they can understand the purpose of the report letter as soon as possible." Fan Na couldn't help rubbing her brows, she felt that she had once again discovered something unexpected about Captain Duncan. A powerful and fearsome captain... so he has such a bright and interesting personality?

Duncan didn't care what Fanna was feeling, but asked casually: "You sent Annie home today, is her family okay?"

Fan Na nodded immediately: "Everything in Annie's house is normal, there is no sign of being corrupted by extraordinary visions, and there are no traces of Oblivion Cultists nearby, and there are no suspicious people in the surrounding residents. Mrs. Belloni... also Even our current landlady, she looks like this: "Stop, stop," Duncan waved his hand quickly before the other party finished speaking, "I'm asking you about her family situation and living conditions, and I didn't ask you to follow the process of investigating heresy." Report, control occupational diseases."

Fan Na was taken aback, and immediately realized, she coughed dryly: "Cough, sorry, I'm a bit... used to my job. Everything is fine over there, although I only stayed for a while, and Ms. Belloni We talked a few words, but we can roughly judge that after all, six years have passed, and their mother and daughter have walked out of the shadows of those years.

"Now Annie is studying in the city-state public school. In addition to renting out the house to earn income, Ms. Belloni also has some clerical work to support the family. After all, they are the family of a captain. The survivors are also taken care of, which is the same as other city-states. In general...don't worry about their situation."

Duncan listened silently and nodded.

Fan Na hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "You don't mind Annie telling the story here... Is this really okay? Maybe it won't be long before the cemetery guard will Knowing that you live in the city so generously, this matter will be reported to the cathedral immediately, and both the gatekeeper and the bishop will be alarmed."

"And then?" Duncan turned his head and asked calmly.

"Then... there will be some trouble?" Fanna said, but under Duncan's gaze, her tone was not clear

Suddenly a little unconfident, "The intervention of the city-state authorities may..."

"How will they interfere with us? Will they send a team of guards to arrest people?" Duncan laughed. "Or will the gatekeeper come forward and talk to me? As for me, what do they care about?" What? Are you worried about your whereabouts being exposed? Or are you worried about hostile actions by the authorities?"

As Duncan said, he spread his hands.

"I didn't bring the Lost Country here again."

Fan Na opened her mouth,

She always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but she didn't think of how to deal with the captain's calm words, and after holding back for a long time, she could only say: "Why do I feel that you actually just think that this may cause harm to you?" Have fun?"

"Yes."

Fanna: "..."

Duncan smiled, and turned his eyes to the night outside the window again. He didn't pay attention to the expression on the face of the lady judge next to him, who suddenly changed his mind after enjoying the night scene for a few minutes. Said: "Fanna, why do I suddenly feel that you are becoming less and less like a judge—under normal circumstances, when you mention the church and authorities of a certain city-state, shouldn't your first reaction be a reliable ally?"

The corners of Fan Na's mouth trembled visibly, as if thousands of words were surging in her heart, but in the end she didn't utter a single word.

At the same time, outside the Frost City-State, on the boundless night sky, a huge fleet was slowly slowing down and cruising at a low speed amid the freezing fog and surrounding ice floes.

The majestic steel prow of the Sea Fog stands in the darkness, the glow from the beacon light from the side illuminates one corner of it, and nearby lights from the side of the ship illuminate the dark sea , In the sparkling waves of the sea, there are faintly visible fluctuations of reflection.

It is finely crushed ice floe.

In this cold sea, all captains have heard such a sentence——

When the mist breaks out suddenly, and ice floes emerge from the fog, gradually imprisoning your ship like a shackle, then get ready, the Seamist is coming.

The Seafog is here now, the whole Seafog fleet is here.

Tirion stood on the high bridge, looking out into the distance through the wide windows.

At the current distance, it is actually impossible to see the Frost City State directly—but in the dark background, he can still see a little light floating there, that is the direction of the City State.

The Sea Mist Fleet is actually heading for Dagger Island, and Tirian himself has no intention of landing on the Frost Island—but to the Frost people who have been nervous for half a century, all this makes no difference. As long as the flag of "Steel Vice Admiral" appeared on the nearby sea, it was enough for them to sleep and eat.

He could almost imagine that the defenders of that city-state were in a hurry at the moment.

Footsteps came from the side, and the first mate Aiden came to Tirian. The rough-faced bald man looked quite happy: "Captain, the Sea Crow and the Fjord have led their frigates to leave the team. , It is expected to arrive at the predetermined location in twelve hours and block the route. The ship of the Sea Mist has already lifted the blackout—those Frostmen will not be able to sleep well all night today.”

Tirion nodded, with a slight smile on his face, his eyes swept across the sea around the Seamist.

In the darkness, the entire Boundless Sea remained silent, only the Sea Fog, which was lifted from the blackout, floated here, as eye-catching as a gas lamp in the dark night.

Under normal circumstances, night-flying warships on military missions are subject to light control. Unnecessary lighting will reveal their position, and it is easy to cause confusion when friendly parties identify light signals-but the Sea Fog is Putting himself out so generously, it was as if provocatively showing his existence to Frost.

Tirion was not at all worried that this would irritate Frost's city-state navy, let alone the so-called misfire incident.

In this world, except for the Lost Homeland, no one can defeat the "living ship" of the Sea Fog in a night battle. On the other hand... if the Frost Navy really Stupid enough to take the initiative to attack, the other six warships hidden in the waters around the Sea Mist will immediately teach them how to behave.

Of course, Tirian's high-profile behavior here is not just to provoke Frost like a vent, but his more important purpose is to complete what his father told him—

Make the Frost City-State nervous, the more nervous the better, it is best to let them block the entire Frost Island directly, prohibiting all air routes to enter and exit.

From what has been observed so far, this goal should have been achieved—the garrison navy of the Frost City-State has blocked the port and sent a signal to the surrounding city-states to suspend shipping.

Everything is going according to father's plan.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a nearby brass pipe. Aiden walked over immediately, talked to a certain post opposite the brass pipe, and then returned to Tirian with a look on his face. With a smile: "Captain, the Frostman seems to be a little restless—a small boat appeared on the nearby sea."

Tirian raised his eyebrows: "A small boat?"

"Yes, it looks unarmed, and it is actively turning on three yellow and one white signal lights. It seems that I am afraid of causing any misunderstanding," Aiden said. Execute the observation mission in a state where negotiations are not hostile."

"Observation...it's okay, at least there is still some concentration," Tirian shrugged, "Let it observe, and fire a warning if it gets too close~IndoMTL.com~Yes." Aiden immediately took the order, but in Before he turned around, Tirian suddenly stopped him again: "Wait."

"What else do you want?"

"Show them the light signal," said Tirian.

"Lighting signal?" Aiden was slightly taken aback, "What is it?"

The corners of Tirian's mouth curled up. This great pirate with a reputation on the cold sea had a mischievous smile on his face at the moment: "Content? What content do you want--a blind flash."

Aiden: "...Huh?"

"Let the signaler flash casually," Tirian said happily, touching his chin, "a little century-old problem for Frost's expert advisors."

A smile visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared on Aiden's face, and even his bald head seemed to shine brightly.

"Yes, Captain!"