Deep Sea Embers
Chapter 395 Encounter in the Fog
"Uneasy?" After hearing Agatha's reply, Bishop Ivan's tone obviously changed, he stared into Agatha's eyes, "As a saint, 'uneasy' is not a good idea. Phenomenon... what happened? When did it start?"
"Just after I came back from the polluted sewage treatment center," Agatha did not hide it, she knew that the old bishop in front of her was the most trustworthy person in the entire city-state, "I always felt as if I had forgotten something, just Like...leaving something there, but I've replayed what happened there several times, and I haven't found any discrepancies."
"The sewage treatment center..." Bishop Ivan's voice was low. Of course, he knew what Agatha was talking about. The matter had been reported to the cathedral and the city hall at the first time, and the follow-up investigation and purification work arrived. It is still in full swing, "I am also paying attention to this matter-the surviving manager is still receiving treatment in a mental hospital, and the original dozen or so employees of the processing center are still missing. According to the report, you should have decontaminated the entire facility at that time—theoretically, there shouldn’t be any hidden dangers left behind.”
"But I still feel uneasy," Agatha said frankly. "Although there is no evidence, I must have overlooked something."
"...Have you checked your mental state? What's the result of your cognitive calibration?"
"Of course I checked," Agatha nodded. "Whether it is self-cognition calibration or subconscious inspection with the assistance of a psychiatrist, they have all been done, and no problems have been found."
Bishop Ivan didn't speak for a while, and after a few seconds, he broke the silence with thought: "Then it may be that your own 'inner' is warning - it may come from your subconscious, it may come from your soul. It may even come from your beliefs.”
"I'll go back there and check again," Agatha nodded. "Before that, I'll go to the prayer room to pray for a while—I hope the Lord can give me some guidance."
Bishop Ivan nodded slightly: "Go, I hope prayers can relieve your troubles."
Agatha hummed, got up and left the platform where the coffin was parked, and disappeared outside the gate of the Meditation Temple after a while.
The spacious church fell silent for a while, only the mummy-like Bishop Ivan was still sitting on the edge of the coffin. He looked at the direction Agatha left, as if lost in thought. After an unknown period of time, he sighed softly. He stretched out his hand to outline the triangular emblem of the god of death Bartok on his chest: "May the Lord guide..."
In the silent meditation hall, the candlesticks embedded in the alcoves are burning quietly. While the flames are shaking silently, the brilliance of the candlesticks everywhere is reflected on the mirror-like clean black marble floor. Around those dancing flames , as if there were many shadowy phantoms flashing away.
...
Outside Frost City, on the border of the offshore area, a patrol ship flying the flag of the Frost Navy is patrolling the sea according to the prescribed route.
A naval commander came to the bow deck, frowning and looking at the sea in the distance—the cold brilliance of the creation of the world sprinkled from the sky, making the sparkling waves of the sea pale, and between those waves, Occasionally, fragments of large and small ice floes can be seen, floating in a neat direction in the distance, vaguely forming an invisible "boundary line".
Of course the commander knew what happened to those seemingly naturally occurring "ice floes"—they were actually not "ice floes" at all, but part of the sea fog fleet.
That is the ice floes around the Sea Mist. When the cursed ghost ship appears on the sea, such floes will appear around. They symbolize the "sphere of influence" of the pirate captain, and they are also the sea The manifestation of the cursed power of the Fog - any ship approaching the Sea Fog without permission will first be baptized by those "ice floes". If it is milder, it will be hindered from moving, and if it is serious, it will even be frozen directly on the sea surface. Even everyone on the entire ship turned into ghosts in the ice.
The Sea Fog often uses this method to block the channel, intercept those merchant ships passing through its sphere of influence, and charge the so-called "floe ice handling service fee"-in most cases, the ship can do this without firing a cannon at all. Shameful blackmail.
Of course, the current Sea Fog Fleet has temporarily lifted its hostile relationship with the Frost Navy, and those ice floes will not actively spread to the bows of the naval patrol ships, but their existence itself is a deterrent attitude, and the meaning it conveys is very clear. obvious:
Even if this is the gate of Frost's house, it is still within the sphere of influence of the Sea Fog Fleet.
The commander in Frost Navy uniform gritted his teeth and sighed, trying to calm down his mind.
The overall situation is the most important thing, and soldiers should obey the judgment of their superiors-the city-state needs security, and this security needs the Sea Fog Fleet.
The blockade of the entire sea area is above all else.
"It's foggy again at sea," a junior officer came to the deck and muttered looking into the distance, "it's foggy almost every day."
The commander of the patrol ship raised his head and looked at the sea ahead.
As the subordinates said, the sea is fogging up, and the veil-like mist is condensing on the sea surface little by little, and spreading around the "floe ice boundary". It was pale.
"It's probably brought by the Sea Mist again," the commander frowned. "Wherever that ship goes, the ice floes and fog will follow."
"The Sea Fog didn't move in place," said the subordinate. "Maybe it's just that 'Pirate Admiral' wants to show his presence?"
"No matter what he thinks," the commander shook his head, "let's not go near places with fog and ice floes—Frost can't be the first to break the contract."
"yes."
The commander hummed, and then looked at the layer of fog in the distance, with some doubts in his expression: "But then again... is the fog a little bigger than usual tonight?"
Following the officer's gaze, the subordinates saw that the mist surrounding the ice floe was indeed still expanding, and it seemed denser than before, and in the depths of the thicker and thicker mist, it seemed vaguely Something is shaking.
"The fog is really getting thicker..." the junior officer muttered, "Is there something in the fog?"
"...something is not quite right."
As the commander of the patrol ship said, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and then he quickly picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction of the thick fog. After a moment of careful identification, he finally confirmed that there was indeed something in the thick fog Shaking—large scale, approaching.
It's a ship!
"It's a ship, a ship coming from the patrol area of the Sea Fog Fleet," the commander put down the binoculars, speaking quickly, "Sign the light——the Sea Fog Fleet has crossed the border, let them stop immediately."
"yes!"
The junior officer responded loudly, and then quickly ran to the back of the deck. After a while, the large searchlights installed on the upper deck of the patrol ship turned on and sent a series of light signals towards the thick fog.
However, the shadow of the ship that was approaching in the thick fog showed no sign of slowing down.
The commander of the patrol ship stared at the blurry shadow in the fog, seeing that the opponent not only did not slow down, but accelerated towards him, and as the opponent approached, even the fog on the surrounding sea surface seemed to be consciously spreading—— ——In just a short moment, the surging mist has already spread to a distance of 100 meters around the patrol ship, and even has the tendency to surround the ship from all directions!
"Damn pirates!"
The commander of the patrol ship couldn't help cursing inwardly, turned around and ran quickly to the bridge, shouting as he rushed to the bridge: "Reverse, turn, that thing is coming straight towards us—sea fog Has the fleet responded?"
"There is no response to the light signal! There is no response to the short-distance call!" The soldier in front of the control console shouted back, "We are calling the Sea Fog on the agreed frequency, but there is no response from there... Wait, there is a response! "
The communication light on the console suddenly lit up, and the automatic recording machine began to rattle and rattle. A long punched paper tape was spit out from the mouth of the machine. The communication soldier quickly picked up the paper tape to distinguish the marks on it, After a moment, he raised his head blankly: "The Fog Fleet said they didn't cross the line—all their ships stayed put."
"All in place?"
The commander of the patrol ship widened his eyes, then suddenly raised his head and looked out of the porthole - the thick fog had already filled the bow of the patrol ship. Although the helmsman was already trying to turn around, it was clear that the speed of the ship was still moving. Can't keep up with the spread of this strange mist, and between the mist that keeps coming, the hazy shadow is getting closer and closer.
"Steer, full rudder, steer!"
The patrol ship tilted violently, the steam core let out a hoarse roar, the steering rudder and the side booster propellers exerted force together, driving the ship to turn around in the fog with a force that seemed to disintegrate the whole ship, and in a burst of violent Amidst the shaking and a series of noises, the commander of the patrol ship firmly grasped the railing beside him, and stared at the scene outside the porthole with wide eyes——
In the fog that suddenly broke, a huge ship almost brushed against the railing of the patrol ship and rushed out.
That is not a member of the Frost Navy, nor is it a member of the Sea Mist—it is a mottled and rusted old warship, the severely damaged hull paint and outdated bow structure seem to be silent Telling the vicissitudes of time it has experienced.
The commander of the patrol ship stared dumbfounded at the huge ship passing by his own patrol ship. After several seconds, he suddenly realized and recalled that he once saw in an old document The illustrations and records of -
"It's the 'Warrior' that sank forty years ago..."
(The time of pushing the book comes from "The Throne of the Lord of War", which became enlightened overnight, opened up the gods, managed the gods, cultivated dependents, formed an army, conquered planes, plundered resources and inherited ancient heritage.)
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