Hearing the unfamiliar words suddenly thrown out by the captain, Agatha and Goathead immediately looked at each other.
"Where did you hear this term?" After thinking for a moment, Agatha asked, "Is this part of the 'intelligence' you just received?"
"The Annihilation Cult calls the 'dream' that Heidi and Lucretia fell into before," Duncan nodded slowly. "The initial source of information may have come from the Evangelist of the End, and then the Annihilation Cult and the Sun Cult responded.
received some kind of 'call' from those missionaries. If the information is correct, this so-called 'Dream of the Nameless One' should be something similar to a 'vision'. It covers many dreams on a huge scale, and the elves
...It seems that under certain conditions it will become a 'passage' into the dream of the Nameless One."
Having said this, he paused and continued: "Those cultists seem to be looking for something in the depths of the Nameless Man's Dream for their own purposes. The purpose of the Sun Sect is not yet known, but the goal of the Annihilation Sect seems to be a
A so-called 'original blueprint'."
Agatha's expression became visibly serious: "I have indeed never heard of this so-called 'dream of the unknown', but it stands to reason that a 'vision' of this scale... cannot be unknown to anyone for so many years."
.You just said that elves will become 'channels' under certain conditions?"
Duncan nodded slightly: "According to those Annihilation cultists, there seems to be some 'flaw in the blueprint stage' in the elves, which causes their spirits to be connected with the 'Dream of the Nameless One', and they should have created the world with the Holy Lord Netherworld."
That theory is related, but the specific information is insufficient.”
"...Sorry, Captain, it seems that we can't give you any useful answers," Agatha thought seriously for a moment, and finally shook her head with apology, "But since this matter directly points to the 'elf'
race, then we can just launch an investigation in Qingfeng Port, which is the city-state of elves - and an elf here just fell into that dream."
Duncan hummed, adjusted his sitting posture, leaned back on the chair, tapped the armrests of the seat with his fingers, and his eyes fell on the map where the fog was gradually opening: "It is really necessary to talk to that tower
Let’s have a good chat with Master Lan El... Let’s go meet the Glorious Star, and it’s time to say hello to Lucretia.”
…
On the outskirts of Qingfeng Port, in an open sea area near the "Luminous Falling Object", the Brilliant Star was slowly patrolling. The diffuse sunlight covered the sea surface, making the ship seem to be roaming on fine golden sand.
The gentle sea breeze blew in the face, carrying the unique warmth of the southern sea. However, Master Taran El, standing on the deck, always felt a little cold from time to time. He couldn't help but tighten his coat in the wind.
, turned to look at the "Sea Witch" standing on a mast behind him, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Are we just waiting here?"
Lucretia glanced down at the great scholar on the deck. Her voice was not loud, but it passed directly into Taran El's ears clearly: "We will wait here."
"Can I go back?" Taran El shouted again, "It would be awkward for me as an outsider to be present at the touching moment of your father and daughter's reunion!"
Lucretia's face was expressionless: "Father said that he wants to talk to you."
Taran El raised his hands with a frown on his face: "Then can you come down and stay with me? I... I feel a little nervous!"
Lucretia glanced at him condescendingly: "You are an adult and a prestigious scholar. You should learn to relieve your own stress."
"...Ms. Lucretia, aren't you nervous too?!"
"Why should I be nervous about something like this? That's my..."
The sound coming from the mast suddenly stopped, and Taran El was stunned for a moment. He was about to ask about the situation, but was suddenly interrupted by a strong heart palpitation.
It was a sudden warning from spiritual intuition. It was the instinctive tightening of "scholars" who have been dealing with various dangerous objects and secret knowledge all year round when the truth is approaching. Taran Ayre broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.
, and then I heard some kind of low sound, like the breathing of a giant beast, coming into my ears.
The next moment, thick fog and terrifying light and shadow suddenly filled his field of vision.
Very close to the Brilliant Star, on the sea that was calm and peaceful just a second ago, thick fog suddenly appeared like a high wall, and the chaotic light and shadow caused by the reversal of the spiritual world seemed to swarm out of the fog.
Then, a huge shadow emerged from the spiritual world and descended from the thick fog——
Just like what is described in many horrific maritime legends, it is enveloped in darkness and chaos, burning with doomsday flames. It is like a nightmare that suddenly takes shape in the real world, like an inevitable fate that crashes into your face. In just a few breaths,
Inside, the Homeless Ship with its majestic bow broke into reality.
Taran El stood dull on the deck like a stone sculpture. He heard a "clunk" coming from a certain direction, but he didn't even have the courage to turn around and look. It took several seconds before he resumed breathing.
ability, and feel the strong beating of his heart - the potion that Ms. Lucretia gave herself before still exerts a strong protective effect, allowing his healthy internal organs to continue to remain reliable under the violent impact.
of operation.
Then, the scholar gradually came to his senses, regained the ability to speak, and quickly looked back to where the "witch" had been standing: "Ms. Lucretia! Your father..."
There was no sign of the witch on the mast.
Taran El was stunned for a moment, looked around subconsciously, and shouted loudly: "Ms. Lucretia! Lu..."
"Stop shouting, I'm here."
A cold voice with a hint of warning suddenly came from a very close place, interrupting the scholar's yelling. Taran El quickly looked back, only to see Lucretia at some point.
He had already arrived on the deck and was standing beside him with an indifferent expression, holding his forehead in an elegant posture and staring at the bow of the Lost Home.
"Ah, where did you go just now? As soon as I look back, you..."
"Shut up," Lucretia interrupted the scholar unkindly, "Father doesn't like people who yell during meetings."
Taran El closed his mouth for an instant, and stared nervously at the large ship burning with ghostly flames. At almost the same time, he saw a flame appear out of thin air on the deck of the Brilliant Star——
The flame rose rapidly, forming a rotating door, and then a tall figure stepped out of it.
Considering that this was his first visit to the Brilliant Star, Duncan chose to come alone in order to avoid confusion at the scene.
Now, he finally set foot on this ship - the Brilliant Star, one of the only two remaining fleet ships in the former Homeless Fleet.
He also finally met Lucretia, the daughter of "Duncan Abnormar" in reality.
This "witch of the sea" was wearing a black dress with an adventurer style. She took a few hesitant steps towards him, but stopped a few meters away. She had been looking here, with a complex and complex look on her face.
Restraint - Even though I tried my best to hide it, I couldn't hide my nervousness and hesitation at all.
Duncan couldn't help but recall some of the things Tirian revealed to him before leaving Frost Frost——
"Lucy gives the impression to outsiders that she is cold, withdrawn, and moody, but in essence that is because she is not social and cannot express her emotions accurately...
“She reveals her secrets when she’s nervous, so she always avoids getting herself into tense situations, which is why the ‘Sea Witch’ always comes and goes and seems to have her own way...
"When she is too embarrassed, she doesn't know how to take the initiative to speak. This gives people a very rude, arrogant and eccentric impression. But if someone is willing to take the initiative to talk to her to break the silence, she will be very happy..."
During the frost, Duncan always maintained his image of "amnesia due to the influence of subspace" in front of Tirian. Thanks to this, he could openly ask the other party about many things related to Lucretia.
Things, now this information can obviously come in handy.
"Long time no see." After a moment of adjustment, Duncan showed a faint smile and walked towards the "Sea Witch", "Lucy, I'm back."
He tried to play the identity of "Duncan Abnomar" according to the advance rehearsal and his own understanding.
However, while saying hello like this, a faint emotion that came directly from the bottom of his heart quietly emerged in his heart. In this faint and fuzzy emotion, he once again felt the slight nostalgia and... regret.
.
This feeling was already familiar to him - every body he occupied would have a similar reaction when encountering important people or objects "in life".
This time, Duncan did not try to control or ignore this feeling, but allowed it to flow slowly in his heart and then slowly fade away.
The expression on Lucretia's face changed slightly several times. No one knew what this "witch" was thinking in these few seconds. She was stunned for a while. In the end, everyone
The memories and intense emotions were all reduced to a small whisper:
"Dad, you have been out for too long this time..."
Duncan was silent for a while, then reached into his arms and said, "I brought you a gift."
"A gift?" Lucretia raised her head in confusion.
Duncan stretched out his hand and slowly opened his palm.
A small silver-white hairpin with the shape of waves and feathers lay quietly in the palm of his hand.
Lucretia was a little dazed. She stared blankly at the small hairpin. After a while, she blinked as if she suddenly woke up and reached out her hand hesitantly.
The hairpin is real, with a hard touch and a slight temperature - the temperature of a living person.
The "Witch" took the gift, and after a long time, she seemed to show a little smile, and said in a very soft voice: "... You are so slow to send it, it is out of date, it is out of date for a century...