Compared to Vanna's helplessness at the moment, Pope Helena's attitude was always indifferent. She had a smile on her face, and she even seemed a little happy in that smile.
However, Vanna was not happy at all - nor was she "reasonable" at all!
"I think... this incident is too sudden," the young Miss Inquisitor racked her brains to think. She had no idea why the topic suddenly turned to this evil direction, and she was trying her best to make her logic catch up.
Too fast speed, "I understand the need to establish communication with the Lost Home, but I think this should be done step by step, and if it is just for communication, we already have communication channels now, that Captain Duncan..."
"He will visit you in dreams or talk to you through the mirror, right?" Helena interrupted Vanna with a gentle voice, "I know, you mentioned it in the report."
"That……"
"That's not enough," Helena smiled and shook her head, "That's just a 'conversation', a private conversation between Captain Duncan and you. Such a communication channel is neither special nor binding. It is far from being called a 'conversation'."
This is the official channel between the Deep Sea Church and the Lost Home, Vanna, you should understand the difference between them."
Vanna's lips moved a few times, and thousands of words surged in her throat, but in the end nothing came out.
She has confirmed that this is not a joke, nor is it a whim arrangement of the "Spokesperson of God" in front of her. From Helena's attitude and eyes, Fanna noticed something thoughtful, and... something she was temporarily
Feelings that are still incomprehensible.
After a while, she suddenly asked: "The goddess's will?"
"You can understand that - if it makes you feel better."
"...I understand," Fanna took a gentle breath, finally calming down her emotions completely. She returned to her usual serious appearance and lowered her head seriously, "Then I will obey this arrangement.
"
"Go and take a rest first," Helena nodded lightly, "There are still many things to do tomorrow."
Fanna bowed her head again to accept the order, then turned and left the room.
Seeing the tall figure of the young judge disappear outside the door, Helena took a long time to look away. Then she suddenly smiled and shook her head helplessly: "This kid... didn't even ask me what my plans were.
How did you send her to that ship and still pretend to be calm..."
A calm and majestic voice sounded from the side at this moment, mixed with the crackling sound of jumping flames: "I'm also very curious about how you plan to send her to the Lost Home."
In front of the full-length mirror in the corner of the room, the flames on several candlesticks suddenly turned dark green, and the faint firelight illuminated the mirror. There was a deep darkness in the mirror, and among the illusory flames that spread rapidly, Duncan's figure emerged from the dark depth.
Chu walked out and quietly stared at Helena standing in the room.
Helena didn't look back. Even when she heard Duncan's voice behind her, she still stared out the window quietly: "Ah, you are indeed watching."
"There's nothing you can do about it, your calculations are so loud that the balls are jumping on my face."
"...What is the abacus?"
"This is a cold subspace joke." Duncan said seriously. After such a long time, he has already become accustomed to the rhythm of occasionally making nonsense when talking to people. Observing other people's confused reactions is his biggest challenge in this process.
Happy, and as for how the other party thought about it later...
Anyway, usually he would just make up random thoughts about anything he said to people in this world.
Helena wisely did not ask any further questions. She still did not look back and suppressed all her emotional changes. Her tone was always calm and gentle: "Although you shouldn't need it, I still want to introduce myself."
——Helena, a servant of the storm goddess Gmorna, it is a pleasure to talk to you."
"Duncan Abnomar, captain of the Lost Home," Duncan said casually, "I like frank communication, so let's be frank - what is your purpose, or what exactly does the Church of the Deep want to do?"
"We are just focusing on maintaining the order of the civilized world and responding to all the disturbing changes in the world," Helena replied lightly, "You should have heard what I said to Vanna just now, this world
Something has changed - in fact, the situation is far more serious than I told her.
"Many shadows are approaching our real dimension. The abnormality of Vision 001 may be just the beginning. The sabotage of the Missionaries of the End in Purland may also be just a part of another big conspiracy. In the north, some city-states have
The disturbing news is that at the border, the 'curtain' is becoming increasingly unstable. Within the borders of civilization, border collapse is occurring more and more frequently. Among all these changes, the Lost Home may be the only one.
There is hope for communication through rational means.
"We hope to establish stable and effective communication with you. Just as you want to know the purpose of the Deep Sea Church, we... also want to know about the Lost Home. In this case, why not build a bridge?"
Duncan frowned: "So, you confidently arranged for Vanna to be the bridge - it's a good idea, but how do you know I will agree?"
"You pay close attention to her and have helped her, and judging from your intentions, you are also very interested in today's civilized world," Helena said, "You have regained your reason and humanity, and this is how you
The need to reestablish contact with the civilized world, in my opinion, Vanna is very suitable for this role - or would you trust the 'strange messenger' randomly selected by the Deep Sea Church?"
"...Indeed, Vanna is at least an 'acquaintance' of mine. From your point of view, sending her here can ensure the safety of the courier to the greatest extent," Duncan said slowly, "But even so, you really don't worry about sending her here."
Will Vanna's behavior of sending her to the Lost Home turn into a sheep's mouth? In view of the good reputation that my ship and I have in the civilized world, it seems more reasonable for your behavior to be regarded as a bloody sacrifice if it is made public.
.”
Helena was silent for a few seconds, and finally turned around slowly, staring at the mirror with green flames floating in it.
"So, this matter will not be made public. After all, except for the Plander people, most people in the world can't talk about the Lost Home without any shame. Vanna will become a secret envoy.
, the people who know about this matter will be limited to the top leaders of the Deep Sea Church and a small number of city-state rulers - or those with knowledge when the situation requires it."
Helena raised her eyes and stared at Duncan's figure in the mirror.
Shaking and distorted bright stars filled her vision.
"As for what you said about 'a sheep entering a tiger's mouth'... I'm not worried."
The indescribable flowing starlight is constantly stirring on the surface of the mirror, showing a sense of expansion and contraction as if trying to break free of the fragile glass. Fine black cracks spread from the edge of the mirror, filling the entire room with a low and chaotic roar.
The sound filled his mind, and every roar seemed to be mixed with infinite knowledge from the subspace.
"I can hear your voice. Your voice is full of calm rationality. I believe that you have indeed regained your humanity. This humanity is proof that you stand in the camp of civilized order."
The mirror seemed to turn into a vortex in the field of vision. The starlight giant in the mirror had completely lost its form. All Helena saw was the endless starlight. The fragmented light and shadow exploded in her mind, but the next second, another
There were gentle waves in her mind, reshaping her thoughts that were on the verge of disintegration.
"You are friendly and reliable. My god has given guidance, and I believe in my god unconditionally. He ordered me to cooperate with you, so I will act like this."
The creeping starlight in the mirror overflowed, and a flowing light and shadow extended in the air, stirring and swinging slowly in front of Helena, as if observing prey, and as if sniffing the breath in the room.
The light and shadow formed by the changing starlight came less than half a meter in front of Helena, and its tiny light spots seemed to be filled with countless eyes.
Duncan carefully observed the expression on Helena's face through the mirror, trying to analyze the Deep Sea Pope's true intentions from the details of his words and deeds. In the end, he found that there was only calmness and candor in the other person's eyes.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze.
"The agreement is reached. I will leave a place for Vanna on the Lost Home. But correspondingly, arriving on the Lost Home means becoming my crew member. She will abide by strict rules and her priority will even be higher.
Regarding her identity in the church, I hope you can understand this."
He tried his best to speak in an old-fashioned and dignified manner, making the matter seem businesslike.
But actually I was very happy inside.
From a long time ago, he had been thinking about Vanna's connection with the Lost Home. At that time, he was planning how to trick this high-level cleric into being a thug on the ship, but he couldn't find the right opportunity or reason.
I didn't expect this opportunity to fall from the sky like this.
The Church of the Deep Sea needs a formal communication channel to understand the intentions of the Lost Country, which can alleviate their uneasiness. The Lost Country also needs a bridge to communicate with the church forces in the civilized world, which will help Duncan's future activities.
It's something that everyone is happy with.
"I understand," Helena nodded slowly, "Then, the agreement is reached."