Banster's response was simple, straightforward, and honest.
Lu En didn't even react at the first time.
"Then why are you talking so much," the short and fat Luen couldn't help but muttered, "there are so many questions, I almost thought you were going to seal the church ark when you go back today..."
"I'm just emphasizing the risks behind this matter," Banster's expression did not change at all. His skinny and bloodless face looked extremely serious, "We all know what happened on the Thirteen Islands of Wesselan back then.
What - 'the sinking of the archipelago' is just a milder compromise. The essence of the whole thing is that our real world has a large-scale connection with subspace. That sea area is still not stable enough, and those Levi
Tan…”
"It's safe, Banster," Lu En interrupted calmly, his blue eyes seemed to be soaked with a glimmer of calmness and wisdom, "I don't dare to bring border relics to the civilized world in a hurry.
The internal mad scholars - those Leviathan's 'corpses', were first studied and verified in the experimental waters of the Academy of Truth for a full ten years. It was only after eliminating all unstable factors that I decided to transform them into churches.
of the Ark.”
Banster was quiet for a while. It was not until more than ten seconds later that Frame broke the silence with a deep voice: "No matter what, given the situation at that time, we must build a 'Pilgrimage Ark' - Rune is
We took some risks, but without those arks, we might have lost contact with the four gods by now."
In the chaotic and dark space, four figures fell into silence at the same time.
"...Sometimes I can't help but wonder whether the four 'Leviathans' that appear on the eastern border are really some kind of gift from fate," Rune shook his head and murmured softly, "
Without them, the Academy of Truth would not have been able to build a pilgrim ark that could serve as an 'Earthly God's Kingdom'. At that time, our other alternatives had a slim chance of success - friends, I admit that I did hide those Leviathan secrets.
There are many details, but I hope you understand that it is the collapse of the border after all... When the Ark was delivered, I told you not to be curious about the origin of 'them', just regard it as a miracle."
"The gift of fate..." Banst said slowly, "If possible, I really don't want to hear this sentence. It feels like a bloody sacrifice to the Thirteen Islands of Wesselan."
Countless souls were sacrificed to that ship in exchange for the four pilgrim arks we have today."
"You can't say that. There is no evidence to prove that the appearance of 'Leviathan' is the work of 'Homeless'. It's just that everything in the world is connected, and the emergence of some things happens to be related to other things."
Rune comforted, "And now 'that ship' is sailing on the boundless sea. Whether you want to admit it or not, its owner has found his humanity. The warning from the Lost Home is just like what Captain Duncan discovered a century ago."
It is the same warning as the "Border Collapse" phenomenon, which we must face and pay attention to, as I often say..."
"The truth does not depend on people's attitudes, because it exists forever," Bancet waved his hand, "I know, I feel confused when I hear you talking about these things."
Helena looked up at Rune, then at Banster, and after a slight hesitation she said: "Buster, if you still feel something is wrong, why not try to talk to that 'Captain Duncan' directly?
Look at his current attitude, and even...confirm with him the truth about the Thirteen Islands of Wesselan. Although he has now announced that his memory is damaged, if you contact him in person..."
Before she finished speaking, Bancet had already waved his hand vigorously.
"Helena, among your many outrageous ideas, this is also one of the most outrageous ones."
"Okay, I'll tell you."
"At this stage, we really need to be more cautious when communicating with the Lost Home," Lu En also said at the right time. "The current level of contact is already quite bold. Going further... we must take into account the impact of subspace. We cannot let it happen."
There is no possibility of contamination of the Pilgrimage Ark."
Frame, who was like a rock giant, slowly moved his gaze after hearing this, and glanced at the three popes who were talking.
"Then you three saints were abducted onto the ship..."
Helena and Lu En said at the same time: "That's not someone who got on the boat!"
Banster waited for the two of them to finish their words before adding slowly: "My saint is still in the church, and the one who got on the boat is just a shadow."
The next second, the chaotic and dark space suddenly fell into silence again, as if some awkward and subtle atmosphere was lingering between the four of them.
In the end, it was Rune who broke the silence first: "No matter what, you probably haven't revealed the truth about the 'Leviathan' at the bottom of the church's ark to your saints, right?"
"No," Helena was the first to shake her head. "Although I immediately thought of Leviathan when I heard Vanna mention the amazing structure below the city-state, I didn't reveal anything to her."
Banster also shook his head: "Rather than causing trouble for the priests under me, I would rather find you, an old guy, to figure out what is going on - although now it seems that you only know so much.
.”
Frame shook his head for the third time: "My saint was not kidnapped on the ship..."
The three voices finally said in unison: "Are you done yet?!"
"...I won't speak anymore."
"It's right not to reveal it yet." Rune glanced at the rock giant Frame helplessly, then withdrew his gaze and nodded to Helena and Banster. "There is too little information now, and we need to think about it first."
We need to confirm what is going on down there in the city-state, and confirm whether the information on the Lost Home Number is correct, so that we can make the next step."
He paused after saying this, and then added: "When the conditions are right, we can contact the ship through our respective saints. As for now... let's discuss the warning of the Homeless Ship first.
'The rest of it."
Everyone's expressions became serious as he spoke.
"Let me tell you my opinion first," Bamster was the first to speak. "I think we need to respond to the 'warning' of the Lost Home and establish a 'monitoring' across the church, city-states and ocean-going fleets.
'System - the coverage should be wide and the coverage area should be comprehensive, because if the content of the warning is true and the ancient gods really exist in all things, then any blind spot that is not covered may become the cause of the next one'
Frostbite's Ground Zeroes.
"On this basis, the patrol fleets of major churches must also make corresponding adjustments, just like... we were wary of 'border collapse' back then."
Helena glanced at Bancet in surprise.
"It seems that Rune's worry just now was unnecessary. You paid enough attention to the warning from the Lost Home. I thought you would question all the intelligence from that ship because of the impact of the Wesselan Thirteen Islands incident.
Woolen cloth."
"It is precisely because of the impact of the Thirteen Wesselan Islands and the recent 'Frost Crisis'," Banster said in a particularly solemn tone, with a low and serious tone. "These events have convinced me of one thing - it has something to do with that ship.
It cannot be a trivial matter, so I will keep a close eye on everything related to that ship, paying closer attention than anyone else."
…
The dark sea surface quickly returned to normal, and the chaotic shadows all over the sky were gradually filled with sunlight. The sky and sea returned to their bright colors, warm and peaceful appearance, and the faint green flames that filled the entire ship left the spiritual world.
The process gradually subsided and converged.
The spiritual flames on Duncan's body also gradually faded away. He loosened his hand holding the steering wheel and felt that the turbulent power gradually calmed down.
The steering wheel began to fine-tune itself, and a creaking sound came from deep inside the ship - Goat Head took over the control of the ship, and the speed of the Lost Home dropped again, and gradually returned to the standard speed of daily cruising.
As soon as Duncan left the bridge, Alice ran over happily: "Captain! Captain! Are we going to the south?"
"How is that possible?" Duncan looked at the doll helplessly after hearing this, "Do you know how far it is from Frost to Breeze Harbor?"
Alice scratched her hair: "Oh, I see you have slowed down, and the Homeless Ship has left the spirit world. I thought it was here..."
"Come up to the real world for a breather," Duncan said casually. "Sailing deep in the spiritual world for a long time is not good for your physical and mental health. There are several normal humans on the ship..."
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence and shook his head.
"Returning to the real world, blowing the sea breeze and basking in the sun can relieve the stress during the ocean voyage, and the Lost Home itself also needs a rest."
"That's true," Alice nodded slightly, with a cheerful smile on her face, "They are indeed quite nervous, and they are much more relaxed after returning to the sun."
Duncan knew that the "they" in the doll's mouth actually referred to the buckets, cables, and pots and pans on the ship - and he didn't know when her relationship with the living creatures on the ship had become so good.
, she can even see the "emotions" of those noisy things...
But these are all good things.
"The goat head will be at the helm after that, and I'll take a rest first," Duncan said to Alice. "Tonight we'll have scones, fish fillets and vegetable soup for dinner."
"Hey!" Alice immediately agreed happily.
Then the doll lady raised her head and glanced at the sky.
The sun has gradually sunk near the sea level, and the outer ring of the double runic ring has begun to sink below the sea surface.
"Then I'm going to cook first!"
Alice yelled, turned around and ran towards the kitchen.
With a smile on his face, Duncan watched Alice's figure disappear behind the cabin door at the end of the deck.
Then he exhaled softly, turned around and came to the door of the captain's cabin at the end of the deck.
The door to the homeless.
Duncan glanced at the line of letters on the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and pushed the door open.