Deep Sea Embers

"The Dream of the Nameless?"

Hearing the strange words thrown out suddenly by the captain, Agatha and the goat's head looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Where did you hear this word?" After thinking for a while, Agatha asked, "Is this part of the 'information' you just got?"

"The Annihilation Cultist called the 'dream' that Heidi and Lucrezia fell into before," Duncan nodded slowly, "The original source of information may have come from the final missionary, and then the Annihilation Cultist and the Sun Cultists responded Some kind of 'call' from those missionaries. If the information is correct, this so-called 'dream of the unknown' should be something similar to a 'vision', which covers many dreams on a large scale, and the elves ...appears to be a 'passage' into the Dream of the Nameless under certain conditions."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then continued: "Those cultists seem to be looking for something in the depths of the Dream of the Nameless with their own goals. The purpose of the Sun Sect is unknown, but the goal of the Annihilation Sect seems to be a A so-called 'initial blueprint'."

Agatha's expression became serious with the naked eye: "I have never heard of this so-called 'dream of the unknown', but it stands to reason that a 'vision' of this scale...it is impossible for no one to know about it 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 'blueprint stage defect' in the elves, which causes their spirit to establish a connection with the 'Dream of the Nameless', which should be the creation of the world with the Lord of the Deep That set of theories is relevant, but there is not enough specific information."

"...Sorry, Captain, it seems we can't give you any useful answers," Agatha thought for a moment, and finally shook her head apologetically, "But since this matter directly points to the 'Elf' Race, then we can just start the investigation in Qingfeng Harbor, which is the city-state of the elves—and, here, an elf just fell into that dream."

Duncan hummed, adjusted his sitting posture, leaned back on the chair, lightly tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers, and his eyes fell on the foggy sea chart: "It is indeed necessary to talk to that tower Master Lan El, have a good talk... go and meet the Bright Star, and it's time to say hello to Lucrezia."

...

On the outskirts of Qingfeng Harbor, in an open sea area near the "luminous falling object", the Brilliant Star is slowly patrolling. The diffuse sunlight covers the sea surface, making the ship seem to be roaming on fine golden sand.

The gentle sea breeze blows head-on, and the wind carries the unique warmth of the southern sea—however, Master Taran Ayer standing on the deck always feels a bit cold from time to time, and he couldn't help tightening his coat in the wind , turned to look at the "Sea Witch" who was standing on a mast behind her, and shouted loudly: "Are we just waiting here?"

Lucrezia looked down at the university scholar on the deck. Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in Taran Ayer's ears: "We'll just wait here."

"Can I go back?" Taran Al shouted again, "It's not good for me to be an outsider at the touching moment of your father and daughter's reunion!"

Lucrezia was expressionless: "Father said, he wants to talk to you."

Taran Al raised his hands with a sad face: "Then can you come down and stay with me? I... I feel a little nervous!"

Lucrezia glanced at him condescendingly: "You are an adult and a prestigious university student, you should learn to relieve your stress."

"... Ms. Lucrecia, you are also nervous, right?!"

"Why should I be nervous about something like this? It's my..."

The sound from the mast stopped suddenly, and Taran Elton was taken aback for a moment. He was about to ask about the situation, but was suddenly interrupted by a strong heart palpitation.

It was a warning from spiritual intuition suddenly, it was the instinctive tension of a "scholar" who has been dealing with various dangerous objects and hidden knowledge all year round when the truth is approaching, and Taran Ayer broke out in a layer of cold sweat in an instant , Immediately afterwards, I heard some kind of low-pitched noise, as if the breath of a giant beast came into my ears.

The next moment, dense fog and terrifying light and shadow suddenly filled his field of vision.

In a place 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 brought by the reversal of the spirit world seemed to swarm from the fog Out, a huge shadow floated up from the spirit world, and descended from the thick fog——

As described in many terrifying sea legends, it is surrounded by darkness and chaos, burning with doomsday-like flames, as if a nightmare suddenly congealed in the real world, like an unavoidable fate crushing on the face, a few breaths Inside, the Lost Home with its majestic prow broke into reality.

Taran Ayer stood on the deck like a stone sculpture. He heard a "gudong" sound from a certain direction, but he didn't even have the courage to turn his head to look. It took several seconds before he recovered his breath. and feel the strong beating of his heart—the potion that Ms. Lucrezia gave herself before still exerts a strong protective effect, allowing his healthy viscera to continue to be reliable under the severe impact. running.

Then, the university scholar gradually came to his senses. He regained his ability to speak, and quickly turned his head to look at the place where the "witch" was standing before: "Ms. Lucrecia! Your father..."

There was no sign of the witch on the mast.

Taran Eyre was stunned for a moment, looked around subconsciously, and shouted loudly: "Ms. Lucrecia! Lu..."

"Stop shouting, I'm here."

An indifferent voice with a hint of warning suddenly came from a very close place, interrupting the scholar's yelling. Taran Al hurriedly looked back, only to see that Lucrezia didn't know when He had already arrived on the deck, and was standing by the side with a calm face, while holding his forehead in an elegant posture, staring at the bow of the Lost Home.

"Ah, where did you go just now? As soon as I turned around, you..."

"Shut up," Lucrezia interrupted the scholar with a bad attitude, "Father doesn't like people who yell when they meet."

Taran Al closed his mouth instantly, looking tensely at the big ship that was burning with ghostly flames, and almost at the same time, he saw a flame appear out of thin air on the deck of the Bright Star—— The flames rose rapidly, forming a revolving door, and then a tall figure stepped out of it.

Considering that this was his first visit to the Bright Star, Duncan chose to come alone in order to avoid confusion at the scene.

Now, he finally set foot on this ship——one of the only two surviving ships of the former Lost Fleet, the Brilliant Star.

He also finally met Lucrezia, the daughter of "Duncan Abnomar" in reality.

The "Sea Witch" was wearing a black dress with an adventurer's style. She hesitated and took a few steps towards him, but stopped a few meters away. Restraint——Although I tried my best to conceal it, I couldn't hide the tension and hesitation at all.

Duncan couldn't help recalling some of the things Tirian revealed to himself before leaving Frost—

"Lucy gives outsiders the impression of being withdrawn and moody, but in essence that's because she's not sociable and can't express her emotions accurately...

"She will reveal her secrets when she is nervous, so she always avoids getting herself into a tense situation, which is why the 'Sea Witch' always comes and goes in a hurry, and she seems to do her own way...

"When she is too embarrassed, she doesn't know how to take the initiative to speak. This gives people the impression of being extremely rude, arrogant and weird, but if someone is willing to take the initiative to talk to her to break the silence at this time, she will be very happy..."

In the frosty days, Duncan always maintained his image of "amnesia due to the influence of the subspace" in front of Tirian. Thanks to this, he could ask the other party a lot about Lucrecia. Things, now these intelligences can obviously come in handy.

"Long time no see." After a moment of adjustment, Duncan showed a faint smile, and he walked towards the "Sea Witch". "Lucy, I'm back."

According to the pre-rehearsal and his own understanding, he tried to play the role of "Duncan Abu Normar".

However, while saying hello like this, a faint emotion that permeated directly from the bottom of his heart quietly emerged in his heart. In this faint and vague emotion, he once again felt the slight nostalgia and... regret .

He is no stranger to this feeling—every body he occupies will have a similar reaction when encountering important people or things in his "lifetime".

This time, Duncan didn't try to control and ignore this feeling, but let it flow slowly in his heart, and then slowly fade away.

The expression on Lucrezia's face changed slightly several times. No one knew what this "witch" was thinking in just a few seconds, so she was stunned for a while. In the end, all The memories and the once intense emotions were all settled into a small voice:

"Dad, you've been away for too long this time..."

Duncan was silent for a while, then reached into his arms and said, "I brought you a present."

"Gift?" Lucrezia raised her head in a daze.

Duncan stretched out his hand and slowly opened his palm.

A small silver hairpin in the shape of sea waves and feathers lay quietly in his palm.

Lucrezia was a little dazed, she stared blankly at the small hairpin, blinked her eyes as if waking up suddenly after a while, and stretched out her hand hesitantly.

The hairpin is real, with a hard touch and a slight temperature—the temperature of a living person.

The "witch" held this gift, and after a long, long time, she seemed to show a little smile, and said in a soft voice: "...you sent it so slowly, it's all out of date, it's been out of date for a century... "

After a while, she seemed to take a light breath.

"Thanks."