Deep Sea Embers Chapter 438: Acquaintance again

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Agatha did not hide anything. In front of this well-intentioned being who had already rescued Frost from the brink of destruction, she revealed all the information she had so far.

Part of the information is what she observed and summed up during the Mirror Image Frost operation, and the other part of the information is what she obtained from various priests and her cronies after she returned to the cathedral. ——It all happened when she was trapped in the mirror city.

It's something "the other she" has been through.

The boiling gold mine that Frost lives on hides a huge secret. The so-called boiling gold ore has been exhausted as early as the time of the Frost Queen. "Another Agatha" disappeared in the depths of the mine together, and before they disappeared, "Another Agatha" seemed to discover some amazing truth, and its strong will fluctuations even conveyed to the real Agatha... ...

Duncan listened silently, only occasionally confirming some details. He didn't sigh softly until Agatha finished talking about so many things.

"You told me Frost's biggest secret—don't worry about me being a malicious existence now?"

"After seeing the methods you used to destroy the mirrored city, I think it's pointless to speculate on your intentions," Agatha said frankly, "If you really have malice against this city, then All of us will die before the sun goes down.”

"...are you city-state protectors always so ingenious when you praise people?" Duncan muttered, and glanced at Fanna next to him calmly.

Fan Na immediately turned her gaze away, pretending not to hear.

Sitting across the table, Morris couldn't help but leaned forward—after knowing the astonishing fact that the boiling gold veins had already been exhausted, the old scholar's curiosity had obviously swelled up: "Then now How is the situation in the boiling gold mine? Can you still find the original ore? What you have been digging out these years...is really boiling gold?"

"The mine is still closed now. After the mirror image invasion subsided, there were loud noises and vibrations in the mine. For safety reasons, coupled with the lack of manpower, we have not confirmed the situation inside," Agatha said frankly According to the report, "But according to the reports from the mine traffic station and the smelting plant... at least the boiling gold transported from the mine before remains the same."

"The city of mirror images has been destroyed...but the boiling gold that is theoretically an 'abnormal product' has not disappeared? This is interesting..." Morris rubbed his chin subconsciously, "You know, those fake monsters in the city But immediately after the collapse of the Mirror City, it turned into piles of mud... So those boiling golds are all real? What is the principle? Can the power of the Youshen Holy Lord create real boiling gold?"

"Now is not the time to engage in academic research," Fan Na couldn't help muttering, then turned to look at Agatha, "Then when are you going to check the situation in the mine?"

Agatha hesitated for a moment, and said uncertainly: "I think...at least until the order in the city is initially stabilized and the vibrations and loud noises in the mine subside, and...at least we can get through the disaster safely. The first night after that."

As she spoke, she raised her head and subconsciously glanced out the window.

The snow is still falling, and it is still daytime at this moment, but the sun behind the clouds is gradually sinking, and the hazy light cluster is about to touch the spire of the church steeple in the distance.

"Two hours later, the sun will set, and that will be our first test after the disaster..."

"I'm sorry, let me interrupt," but Fan Na suddenly raised her hand, interrupting Agatha's slightly worried sigh, "I think...you don't really need to care about the problem of nightfall, compared to With all the troubles you are facing, 'night' may become the last thing this city-state needs to worry about from now on."

Agatha froze for a moment: "Why do you say that?"

"...Talk from experience," Fanna said, and then looked back at Duncan slightly. After seeing the latter nod to herself, she turned to Agatha and continued, "Prand experience."

"Pulland..." Agatha was a little dazed for a moment, but in the next second, she suddenly remembered the information she had received before, and remembered the news from afar—the large-scale vision that Purand encountered. , the crisis of the black sun, the history of recovery in the flames, and...

A "rumor" spread from various channels of Plante.

The chilling ghost captain, the moving Scourge of the Great Sea, the terrifying shadow of the Warp, Duncan Abu Normar - has found his humanity.

The expression on the face of the young gatekeeper and temporary acting archbishop was a little exciting, and he stood up with the "creak" of the chair.

All suspicious clues are suddenly explained, all uneasy speculations are suddenly confirmed, and loose and messy information is connected in series.

"I admit, the current situation is a bit embarrassing." Duncan shrugged, his tone somewhat helpless.

Agatha maintained a stiff standing posture, looking at Duncan motionless - no one could see her "eyes" at this moment, but the expression of the doorkeeper lady was obviously more than simple embarrassment.

It was a long time before she finally broke the silence: "No wonder... your followers call you 'Captain'... I should have thought of that there is another 'captain' in the boundless sea who would be as special as you..."

"I'm very sorry about the Thirteen Islands of Viserand," Duncan said, "I have no memory of this at all, but it seems that the evidence is solid."

When he spoke, he tried his best to make his tone more friendly and reliable, but in view of his illustrious "prestige" and the means he just showed in front of the Frost City State a few hours ago, the gentleness of this tone is obvious. The effect is limited—it can be seen with the naked eye that the tension in Agatha's body hasn't eased since just now.

After a long time, this stiff and awkward state was broken by Agatha herself: "I... well, let me tell you frankly, since the day when I was promoted to a saint, the church has constantly emphasized that Once you find any clues about Captain Duncan of the 'Shadow of the Warp', you must immediately report to the Supreme Temple of Death—the priority is higher than all natural disasters, and equal to the invasion of the Warp Space. I don't know if you can understand what this concept is."

"Oh, I understand," Duncan didn't open his mouth, but Fan Na took the initiative to say, and communicated carelessly with the colleagues in front of him, "In fact, we have reminders about this every year, and there are even special ones. Disaster prevention plan, although it was useless later.”

Duncan looked at Fan Na with a strange expression: "You said this in front of me?"

Fan Na suddenly came to her senses, and quickly changed her face: "Ah, I'm sorry, Captain..."

Agatha was a little bit behind the scenes, and it may be because Duncan brought her too much impact. At this time, she suddenly focused on the amazingly tall lady in front of her: "Wait, so You are..."

"Pulland city-state judge... In a sense, we are colleagues," Fan Na said with a slightly embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it."

A series of information bombarded her mind, and Agatha felt her whole body in a trance. Only then did she realize that the end of a disaster was really just the beginning—and the complex situation after the end of the disaster took place in an unimaginable way. The angle from the past came crashing down on her.

She sat back on the chair hesitantly, and then looked at Fan Na with an incomprehensible expression: "But why are you with Captain Duncan? You should be the highest spokesperson of the Church of the Deep Sea in Purdue One...doesn't Prand need a judge?"

"This is exactly the arrangement of the church. It is inconvenient to explain the specific situation at the moment. I can only say that... this matter cannot be made public for the time being. If your identity does not meet the requirements for knowing, I will not tell you," Fan Na said with a serious expression, and then paused slightly, "As for Prand... yes, as you said, it doesn't need judges now, at least it doesn't need the judge and guardian system in the previous form. "

Agatha couldn't help rubbing her forehead, and some other information that had recently come from afar and had not had time to distinguish the authenticity emerged from her mind, and she hesitated to say: "So... just like the information As mentioned in the book, did Prand really have a peaceful and peaceful night?"

Fan Na's expression was a bit surprised: "Has the news reached Frost yet?"

"We're just remote ~IndoMTL.com~ and not closed," Agatha said, and then couldn't help but continue to ask, "Please tell me, is Prand really no longer afraid of the night? "

"...At least so far, the nights of Purland are even safer than the daytimes of many city-states. My uncle is even considering opening a kind of night market to meet the recent changes in the city-state, but this matter still needs Discuss and test carefully," Fan Na nodded, "Since you already know this information, you must have heard about another thing—after the event of the black sun descending, Prand There is also a new identity."

"Vision-Prand, the first unnumbered vision in history," Agatha said subconsciously, her gaze fell on Duncan involuntarily, and now, she finally understood what Vanna just said Deep meaning, "So... now Frost will undergo the same change?"

Feeling the invisible but real "line of sight", Duncan just smiled and nodded: "Maybe."

(End of this chapter)