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Chapter 275 Pleasant Meeting

At this moment, Duncan thought about all the similar talismans he had taken in the past period of time in his mind. After thinking for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In my memory, the only two amulets given out as special gifts were to Morris. The others were just ordinary commodities. However, after such a long time, no one who bought the amulets came back to report any unusual phenomena.

.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Duncan couldn't help but fall into thinking.

Although the reason for the change in the amulet is still unclear, the news brought by Fanna undoubtedly gave him a wake-up call, allowing him to further understand and mentally prepare for the "weird phenomena" that may occur around him.

From now on...it seems that I can no longer give things away casually, nor can I accept things casually.

Duncan's brief silence also caught Vanna's attention, who cast a curious look: "Did you recall something?"

"...Thinking about the recent events carefully, there is nothing wrong," Duncan shook his head and said with a calm and sincere tone, "Could it be that Heidi made a mistake?"

"Unlikely, she is a senior psychiatrist, has a certain understanding of the extraordinary field, and is very aware of her own mental state." Fanna shook her head, "But the problem with the amulet may indeed lie in other aspects...

Perhaps, it is just an extraordinary item mixed into ordinary commodities, or it may be during the production process..."

Vanna spoke slowly, but it didn't seem like she was explaining to Duncan, but rather hypnotizing and convincing herself.

As an inquisitor, she should not have been unwary of potential supernatural events, but her attention was eventually diverted from the amulet.

The gentle sound of the waves echoed in her mind, bringing waves of relief and making her gradually forget her purpose of coming here in the first place.

Fanna raised her head and silently looked around the antique shop.

The girl named Shirley has returned to the store and is currently placing things on the shelves while looking here carefully.

Nina also helps in the store.

A blond woman named Alice was busy beside the small stove.

Mr. Duncan sat behind the counter with a friendly smile on his face.

The sound of busy traffic on the street outside the store sounded a bit distant. The kettle inside the store was making a sharp sound little by little. There seemed to be some crawling shadows in the corners of the shelves next to it. The stairs leading to the second floor seemed to extend into the infinite darkness.

.

The whole building seemed to be filled with faint whispers.

"The tea is ready," Alice's voice came from the side. She brought a cup of hot tea, put it on the counter, and pushed it towards Vanna, "Please use it slowly."

Fanna silently picked up the tea cup, put it to her mouth and took a sip, then chewed again - the hot tea and tea leaves were swallowed by her expressionlessly.

Duncan was immediately shocked when he saw this situation - it was the first time he saw someone who could swallow the tea made by Alice so calmly. This Miss Vanna is indeed the most beautiful girl in Pland.

A strong man is beyond the reach of others.

After a while, he found that Vanna was just looking around without any intention of speaking. Duncan finally couldn't help but break the silence: "Is there anything else besides the talisman?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was a little distracted all of a sudden." Fanna seemed to wake up suddenly, and suddenly coughed violently a few times, as if she was choked by something. She frowned and glanced at the empty tea cup in front of her, then shook it

Shaking his head, "No, I'm just here to inquire about this matter."

"If you are interested in amulets, I can give you one," Duncan laughed, pushing the amulet he had just taken forward, "Go back and study it slowly."

Fanna looked at the "crystal" amulet in front of her in surprise, and was stunned for a moment before asking: "How much is it?"

"I'll give it to you. It's not a valuable thing anyway, I always sell it as a gift," Duncan said with a half-smile, "Or maybe I can make up a temporary product introduction for you that sounds awesome?

Do you want the historical relic version or the health care version?”

Fanna was stunned for a moment: "You...are all the things sold here?"

"Integrity management," Duncan spread his hands, "If you want to sell it, the original price of this thing is eight solas. It is combined with a set of health care theory sixteen and twenty-two historical stories. If you pay twenty-five, I can give it to you.

The black walnut box - the box promises not to fade within half a year, and it can also give you a two hundred ticket."

Fanna has lived in the upper city since she was a child. She entered the church for training when she was a minor. As an adult, she directly carried a sword and threw herself into the battle against the heretics. She had never seen this in her life of more than 20 years, and she was suddenly a little confused: "Two... two hundred

ticket?”

"You can give gifts to colleagues," Duncan said seriously, "There are also gifts for young people to give to their lovers..."

Fanna thought about it seriously and shook her head: "Then I may not need it - but I can't take your things for nothing."

As she spoke, she dug around her body and took out two ten-sola bills from her pocket and placed them on the counter.

"The original price is eight solas - the rest is to thank you for your cooperation and to thank you for the cup of tea just now."

Duncan wanted to say something more when he saw this, but saw Vanna had already stood up and picked up the crystal pendant.

"It was a pleasant meeting," she slowly smiled, and suddenly said with a particularly solemn expression and tone. At the same time, she raised her hand and put the crystal pendant around her neck, "I look forward to meeting you next time."

Duncan felt that the other party was a little weird for a while, and frowned subconsciously, but in the end he didn't say anything more, and just nodded politely: "Well, welcome to visit next time."

Fanna nodded gently, turned and left.

She walked straight through the store, walked out of the door, and came to the open space in front of the antique store, and then stopped here.

A loud beeping sound suddenly came from the roadside nearby.

Fanna blinked and then noticed the car parked on the side of the road. She remembered the arrival of Storm Cathedral in Pland today, so she quickly walked over, opened the door and got in the car.

"You finally came out," the young subordinate who stayed in the car said as he quickly started the car. "It's been almost an hour and a half. I was still thinking that if you didn't come out, I would go in..."

"An hour and a half?" Fanna was a little surprised, "I thought... forty minutes had just passed."

As she spoke, she tapped her forehead lightly. She always felt that she seemed to have missed something. She couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "I left in such a hurry just now, and I didn't even say goodbye."

"It'll be the same next time, the store is right here anyway," the young subordinate said casually, and then he saw the extra crystal amulet on Fanna's neck through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, "You bought the new one

Pendant? What a surprise, you don’t usually buy these.”

"Pendant?" Fanna looked down at her chest in confusion, and after two seconds she said with slight hesitation, "Ah, I bought it..."

She shook her head and seemed to wake up completely.

"Stop talking about this, drive faster and go directly to the port."



In the antique store, Shirley was the first to run to the counter. She glanced back at the direction where Vanna left just now with uneasiness, then turned to look at Duncan: "What is that judge here for? Is he here to arrest me?"

"

"You are overthinking," Duncan glanced at the anxious girl, with helplessness on his expression, "She is here to investigate other matters, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Oh, just don't come here to arrest me," Shirley breathed a sigh of relief, but then she couldn't help but muttered, "I feel like she's acting weird today, and she doesn't talk at all."

"Maybe it's because of the excessive work pressure," Duncan said casually, standing up from behind the counter. "After all, my immediate boss is coming soon."

Nina also came over at this time. When she heard Duncan's words, she immediately reacted: "My immediate boss...are you talking about the news that was published in the newspaper before? Cathedral of Storms?"

Duncan smiled and nodded, glanced at Nina, Shirley and Alice, and suddenly asked: "Are you interested?"

"Interested?" Shirley was stunned for a moment, and her face showed surprise when she realized what she was doing. "Wait a minute, are you going to..."

"Anyway, there won't be much business today - most of them either go to the church to attend mass or visit the port, and they are just idle in the store," Duncan said matter-of-factly, "Go and see the Storm Cathedral.

The grand occasion of docking does not happen every year.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Nina jumped up happily: "Great!"

Although Alice on the other side didn't know what was going on, seeing Nina being so excited, she also started clapping her hands. Only Shirley looked like she had seen a ghost: "But... Coco... But that's the Cathedral of Storms.

!We won’t...”

Duncan looked at her with a half-smile: "What can't you do?"

Shirley looked up at Duncan, lowered her head to think for a moment, and shook her head vigorously: "Nothing!"

Duncan nodded with satisfaction.

Then he raised his head and looked across the street outside the door, across the city, and towards the port of Purland.

And in his transcendental perception that spread throughout the city-state, he could already feel that there was an... "existence" exuding majestic momentum, gradually approaching Purander.

The Cathedral of Storms is coming.

(Most of the symptoms have subsided, and now only coughing and respiratory pain remain. The biggest problem at present is that it is difficult to sit for a long time and persistent fatigue and lethargy. I tried it today and it seems to be okay to concentrate on writing a chapter. There should be no interruption in updates.

, but I don’t know when I can return to double updates, please try your best...)


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