For the protectors of the frost, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
The dark clouds covering Dagger Island are still gathering overhead, and the mysteriously returned wreckage of the "Petrel" is still lingering on the sea outside the port. At this juncture, the sea fog fleet with countless terrifying legends has arrived near the city-state.
.
The undead fleet carrying the curse has completed its assembly and is staying silently at the edge of the sea. No one knows their purpose of coming, and no one knows what they want to do next.
List, the commander-in-chief of port area defense, only took a short break for less than an hour at midnight before reappearing in the command office. Here he met several other commanders who were also frowning, as well as those who had just arrived from the city hall.
a confidential secretary of.
As soon as the secretary, who was wearing a blue slim coat and gold-rimmed glasses and looked to be in his early thirties, saw Liszt, he immediately stood up from his chair with faint sweat on his forehead: "Mr. Colonel, the consul hopes that
Know the latest and most accurate information - is there any possibility of the Haiwu Fleet launching an attack?"
"If the Archon only wants this answer, it is that there is, every day for the past half century." Lister took out the refreshing essential oil, relying on the strong medicinal effect of the essential oil to cheer up, and at the same time glanced at the confidential secretary
, "The Sea Fog Fleet didn't just exist today - it has always been there. There has never been any peace agreement between Hanshuang and that 'Vice Admiral of Steel'."
The commander-in-chief was obviously not in a good mood, and the confidential secretary also realized that his question was meaningless, so he immediately changed his statement: "How prepared are we?"
"All coastal defense guns are in combat configuration. The fleet led by General Galton is building an interception strip on the northern and northwest flanks of the Sea Fog Fleet. They have sufficient fuel and ammunition - although we have just lost a brave and capable fighter due to the Petrel incident.
Rear Admiral, the Frost Navy is still making all preparations to protect the city-state," Liszt said with a solemn expression, "My superiors should have reported more detailed information to the city hall."
As he spoke, he looked past the confidential secretary in front of him and landed on several subordinates not far away: "What is the situation at the Haiwu Fleet now? Is there any abnormal movement?"
A commander immediately stood up: "Yes, sir, something is wrong. You should come and take a look at this."
When Liszt heard this, his brows suddenly frowned slightly. He quickly walked to the long table in the center of the room and came to a piece of information that had just been sent here.
"What is this?"
Looking at the document filled with markings and symbols in front of him, the port commander was a little stunned.
"It's a light signal," said the subordinate commander who spoke before, "a light signal from the Sea Fog."
Liszt's expression was a little dull, and the effect of the refreshing essential oil seemed to be suddenly ineffective. Looking at the dazzling pause marks and the messy annotations next to them, he actually felt a little dizzy. It took him a long time before he muttered: "What?
Ghost...the Sea Mist Fleet seems to be using a very new light signal? Or is it using some kind of classical encoding to transmit information?"
He suddenly raised his head and looked at his subordinates: "Where is the military adviser?"
"They are studying these things in the next room. There are also several signal scientists and cryptography experts who have just been summoned. In addition, there are several experts who study classical naval history and the phenomenon of the undead on the way."
Liszt pursed his lips and stared at the messy symbols for a few seconds before raising his head and looking at the confidential secretary with a sad face.
"No one can sleep tonight."
"I think so, Mr. Colonel."
…
Duncan slept well last night.
Although his body does not need sleep most of the time, proper rest can still help him maintain sufficient energy and reduce the burden of controlling multiple bodies at the same time - although for him, this burden is actually
It doesn't have much impact either.
But he likes to maintain this kind of routine like a normal human being.
The snow outside the window has stopped, at least temporarily. The clear sky that I don’t know how long it can last is shrouding the sky over the city. Vision 001 is gradually climbing from the edge of the city to the high point of the sky. At the edge of the glorious sun, a double
The faint golden glow of the runes looked dazzling.
The missing section of the rune ring is still there and visible to the naked eye.
Duncan stood in front of the window and stared at the missing piece of the Sun Rune Ring for a few seconds, then looked away and moved his shoulders.
He came to the first floor.
Alice has already made breakfast. The simple toast, fried eggs and vegetable rolls are not rich, but it can be seen that Miss Doll's skills are indeed gradually improving. Vanna and Maurice are sitting at the dining table.
They were dining together, and when they saw Duncan appear, they stood up.
"You eat what you have, don't worry about me." Duncan waved his hands to them.
The breakfast was good, but it was a pity that his current body was not blessed with it.
Although they are both "temporary bodies", the condition of the body he is currently using is completely different from the body in Plande's antique shop. Although Plande's body was taken over after death, due to minor damage
And if he was taken over in time, his current state is actually no different from that of a living person, but his body in Hanshuang... has lost most of its internal functions.
This is more like a corpse driven by mysterious power. In nature, it is even closer to a "corpse" than the undead men under Tirian.
Duncan himself couldn't explain what the principle behind this was, but there were so many strange and weird things in this world that he had already looked away.
Just be evil, because you are the biggest evil in this world.
"There is a latest newspaper next to the sofa," Morris said from the dining table. "You can take a look. There is news that interests you."
"Oh?" Duncan stepped to the sofa and saw the morning newspaper that had just been delivered this morning - the newspaper still smelled slightly of ink, and several newspapers were stacked neatly. He picked up the newspapers and read them while reading.
I sat down on the sofa and flipped through it, and quickly found the news content Morris mentioned.
Alice came over in a hurry and poked her head out from behind the sofa to look curiously at the newspaper in Duncan's hand: "What is the title on this -"
"Click"
A round head fell on Duncan's newspaper, and then rolled along the newspaper and landed on his arm.
Her head rolled over, and Alice faced Duncan on her back, blinking innocently: "Help...help...help..."
"Can you remember something?" Duncan sighed, picked up Alice's head almost resignedly, arranged the golden wig she wore on the outside and fixed with a rope band and the silver hair inside, and raised his hand again
He put the beautiful head back on the neck of the Gothic doll, "Besides, Agou can read the newspaper, but you can't even understand the title?"
Alice hurriedly straightened her head and muttered sheepishly: "Actually, there are only four or five words that I can't understand..."
Duncan immediately glared at her: "The title has eight words in total!"
Illiterate Doll: "...hehe."
"It's a warning notice from the city hall," Duncan sighed, feeling that it was physically and mentally exhausting to be honest with this fool, so he pointed at the words on the newspaper and read them to Alice one by one,
"Citizens are advised to reduce going out - the following content is to tell Frostbite residents not to go near the coast in the near future, to reduce gatherings on public roads, to be ready to cooperate with the inspections of the sheriff or guards at any time, and to increase the curfew level. Now, except for church personnel
No one can leave their house at night except those who hold a night pass permit for special industries."
Alice walked around from the sofa and sat down next to Duncan. She curiously leaned over to read the words on the newspaper and moved her head along with Duncan's fingers. After reading it once, she raised her head curiously: "What does it mean?"
"It means that the pressure from Tirian is in place," Duncan said calmly. "If nothing unexpected happens, Hanshuang's external traffic will be blocked. In this way, we don't have to worry about the pollution spilling out of this city-state and the annihilation hidden in the city.
Believers will no longer be able to communicate with the outside world. On the other hand, the 'report letter' I sent seems to have also stimulated the church. A higher curfew level and strict travel ban mean a stricter investigation of heresy - more
The Cult of Annihilation will reveal its true nature.”
"Then... the matter will be solved?" Alice opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Will all the bad guys be caught?"
"How can it be so simple?" Duncan shrugged. "Catching a few Annihilation cultists is just the beginning, but as more and more Annihilation cultists are arrested, the method of establishing a connection between them and the deep sea may be exposed. This
Only then can the problem be truly unearthed.”
As he spoke, he folded the newspaper and put it aside.
He briefly went through the rest of the content, and there was nothing worth paying attention to.
"Then...what shall we do next?" Alice asked beside her.
"Since the Frostbite authorities are busy, let's go out for a walk." Duncan stood up and looked in the direction of the restaurant. "After dinner, we went out - we said hello to one of Tirian's 'informants'.