Deep Sea Embers

To be fair, Duncan was really sincere at this time - he admired this tough-minded and outspoken judge, and appreciated her performance in that disaster, and even aside from this appreciation, he also cherished the mortal. Na this special "node".

If it weren't for enough coincidence, it would not be easy to place such a "node" among the top members of the church, and it would be even more difficult to establish the most basic "friendship" with it.

Fan Na is very upright, and this uprightness determines that she will not deny Duncan's contribution in protecting Plande, and determines that no matter how awkward she is personally, she will treat this "big favor" fairly.

It's just that Duncan's sincerity seems a bit scary to others.

A connection that cannot be severed like a curse, a subspace shadow that can invade one's mind at any time, a superior being that is powerful enough to reverse the pollution of history but has an unknown purpose - that is, Vanna is determined, which would have been sahk if it had been anyone else. It’s been several rounds.

Vanna calmed down and faced Duncan's gaze without hesitation. Her heart was still full of vigilance. Rationally, she still couldn't believe everything this "ghost captain" said to her, even if the other party was indeed telling her. He protected Plande, but there might be something more terrifying behind this act of protection.

Conspiracies - because similar conspiracies abound in history, but emotionally...

Her emotions were telling her not to trust reason too much.

"...What exactly do you want?" Fan Na took a breath. She once again showed doubts, but this time, her doubts were not just pure resistance and vigilance, but more serious - —She wanted to have a serious talk with this legendary captain and listen carefully to what the other party wanted to say, even if it wasn't

As a friend, you can also not be an enemy for a while.

After saying this, she paused, and then added: "Don't say anything more. Order some fries... I want to hear something serious." "

"...Actually, if you pretend to be serious," Duncan looked helpless, "If possible, there will be a lot of ketchup."

Fanna:………?”

"I'm improving the food on my ship. Isn't it obvious?" Duncan suddenly laughed. None of Vanna's reactions exceeded his expectations. Then he moved around in the mirror, as if he was sitting on something. , continued in a very relaxed manner, "Fanna, what do you think a captain like me does on a daily basis?"

"What do you usually do?" Fanna was stunned. She didn't notice that the conversation had changed from a tense atmosphere to... calm down. After the figure in the mirror sat down, the subsequent topic seemed to be about two friends. In casual conversation, "I...never thought about this problem..."

"Yeah, you haven't thought about it. No one will think about these problems, because a scary ghost captain only needs to be responsible for the "scary". I'd better keep coming up with ideas that subvert the world 24 hours a day." Conspiracy, this is more in line with the character - but in reality?”

Duncan said, spreading his hands.

"I have a very, very big ship to take care of, and there are a lot of troublesome guys on that ship. My crew often makes troubles, and every time the deck is full of chaos and chaos. Food on board the Xiang is another headache, but the bigger problem is the supply of hot water. I’m currently considering installing a boiler on the ship. What do you recommend?”

"I don't know much about boilers...wait, no, that's not it," Fanna said subconsciously. She felt something was wrong just halfway through her words. She widened her eyes and looked at the ghost in the mirror who was smiling but not smiling. Captain, I always feel that the other person's smile contains a hint of admiration for me and... a favor. Why do you suddenly tell me this? And...um...are you serious? "

Duncan adjusted his posture. He looked into Vanna's eyes and his expression gradually became serious: "Fana, have you noticed - I am not as scary as you think. The unknown is the source of fear. Now, you have something to do with me." You must understand,"

Fanna didn't say anything for a while, because she couldn't keep up with the captain's rhythm at all, and she didn't know what to do at this moment.

answer.

But after a moment of silence, she breathed softly and tried to change the subject: "...You took away the sun fragments, which can be considered as clearing another major hidden danger in the city-state of Puland. I am also aware of this matter." It’s time to express gratitude.”

The corner of Duncan's mouth trembled slightly: "...It's easy to do, I have a hobby of collecting."

But what he actually wanted to say was that he had just sent the sun fragments back to Puland. Although Niyong was excited to spend the night on the boat at first, she later found that she couldn't sleep in her bed unless she went home. Stable...

Duncan was afraid that as soon as he said these words, he would be faced with a jump rider...

Fanna didn't notice the instant change in the other party's expression. She just nodded slightly and continued: "Now the order in the city-state has gradually been restored, the aftermath of the pollution caused by the Evangelist has completely subsided, and those who summoned the Black Sun The cultists... have been burned out as they wished. I hope you are satisfied with the result."

"It's okay, they will pop up sooner or later anyway," Duncan said casually, "Heretic worshipers are the breath of the evil god, and as long as those roots are not eliminated, the cultists cannot be eliminated - see you next time Just keep cleaning up.”

Vanna listened thoughtfully to everything Duncan said, with a slightly curious expression on her face: "It sounds like... you have a very bad relationship with those heretical admirers."

"You want to get some information," Duncan smiled, "because this is a rare opportunity in the past hundred years to directly understand Captain Duncan and the Lost Home - but you can ask directly,"

Vanna was speechless for a moment, and her expression became awkward, but soon she heard the ghost captain's frank reply in the mirror: "I don't like those cultists, neither the Sun Cultists nor the Evangelist of the End" I like it. As for the Yamin cultists who worship Holy Lord Youfeng... I don't know much about them, but most of them are probably lunatics that bore me.

, "So you can report this matter directly, saying that the Homeless Ship and the three major cults are enemies, and if conditions permit, Captain Duncan will be happy to eliminate any cultist who appears in front of him—— This information should be useful."

"...Thank you for your answer." Fanna hesitated for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Duncan asked again.

Fanna pursed her lips.

Of course there is, but she doesn't know if it is the right choice to ask the ghost leader opposite when it comes to issues involving the wavering of her own beliefs and the subspace.

In the end, she still did not talk about her confusion and wavering at the moment, but instead asked a question related to herself;...I want to know whether the subspace will respond to the wishes of mortals - and, this question What price does the answer cost? "

Fanna specifically mentioned "price" at the end, because she was very clean, and this issue was completely different from the conversation she had just had with the other party.

The conversation just now did not involve knowledge in the supernatural realm, but now this question... is about seeking forbidden knowledge from a shadow who has returned from subspace. This is already a dangerous move.

She wasn't afraid of paying the price, but she wanted to know what it was.

"Don't be so nervous, it doesn't cost you anything," Duncan laughed in the mirror, "because I'm really not familiar with them."

Fanna: "...ah?"

"Why does everyone think that I know a lot of secrets about subspace?" Duncan rubbed his face helplessly, "It's true that I have been to that place, but I am not conducting a population survey in subspace - You live on the block, do you know everyone on the block?”

Fan Na nodded: "I know you."

Duncan: "..."

Fanna reacted immediately, and added a little embarrassedly and belatedly: "Of course, there may be people who are not so familiar... Okay, I understand.

I understand what you meant. "

"Although I can't answer your question, I can see that this question is related to your bad state just now." Duncan returned to his serious look, "You were trapped in the subspace.

What's stuck? "

Vanna looked at Duncan in the mirror with a strange expression.

Duncan thought for a while and added: "I mean except for me..."

"I don't know," Fanna shook her head, and then she opened her mouth again as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it at the last moment.

"Well, it seems that you still have some concerns, and I can understand it," Duncan didn't care. "But if something in the subspace is really causing trouble for you, you can ask me for help - at least in this field, I I can help you.”

Fanna fell silent. After nearly ten seconds, she suddenly broke the silence: "Why?"

"Are you asking why I am willing to help you?" Duncan's voice sounded from the mirror. To Vanna, it was still a majestic and even gloomy voice, but it seemed to be more gentle and sincere at the moment. "Maybe it's because I was in Fight side by side with Prand - Vanna, I admire your perseverance and bravery."

The figure in the mirror stood up.

The ghost captain seemed ready to leave.

Fanna immediately relaxed a little. She actually couldn't tell whether she was being cautious or simply nervous at the moment, but the intention of the other party's departure did make her suddenly relax a little.

But just when Duncan's figure was about to completely disappear from the mirror, she seemed to remember something and suddenly said: "Wait, there is one more thing."

Duncan turned his face slightly: "Huh?"

"After that..." Fanna was a little stuck, and she organized her words again before speaking with a slight hesitation, "I mean, if you still plan to 'show up,' can you not always be so sudden..."

Duncan didn't respond. His face was shrouded in the shadow deep in the mirror, and his expression couldn't be seen.

After a few seconds, Fanna heard the other party's voice reaching her ears; "I'll knock on the door next time."

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