Deep Sea Embers

The girl standing at the door looked to be eleven or twelve years old at most, she was short, she was wearing a warm white thick coat, and the sweater hat was slightly steaming——she seemed to have run all the way, seeing Morris He was still out of breath, but soon a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Is it Grandpa Morris? Mom asked me to bring this," she stretched out her hand and handed over a key. "It's the key to the basement. Mom said she forgot to give it to you when she left."

"Ah, thank you, little girl," Morris responded, reaching for the key while nodding, "Come in and keep warm?"

Just as the little girl was about to speak, Duncan's voice suddenly sounded from behind Morris, with a little surprise: "Annie?"

Looking over the old scholar's shoulder, Duncan looked at the girl standing at the door with some surprise.

That was the Anne Barberry whom she had seen at the gate of the cemetery before, the daughter of the captain of the Obsidian, Christo Barberry.

Duncan already understood what had happened—I don't know whether to describe it as a coincidence, or lament the "smallness" of the city-state. After going around in circles, he unexpectedly met the daughter of Captain Obsidian again. It took a day to find a good temporary residence...it happened to be Annie's house.

Annie also saw the burly figure suddenly appearing in front of her eyes, and her eyes widened instantly.

The unexpected situation made the girl feel a little at a loss, she stared blankly for a few seconds, and then she reacted belatedly, and said hello awkwardly: "Ah, it's the uncle at the gate of the cemetery...you...you... good?"

Her last greeting was obviously a bit hesitant, obviously recalling the experience at the gate of the cemetery, recalling the spectacle of the flames flying into the air when Duncan left - Duncan didn't think too much about it at the time, but that scene was undoubtedly in the heart of the little girl. left a deep impression on my mind.

Even though she was still young, Annie knew that it was supernatural power—this knowledge had already been written in the textbooks of every city-state, and was promoted to the general education of all citizens. The superficial understanding and protection of supernatural power Skills are the basis for ordinary people in this world to survive safely.

But Annie couldn't tell what kind of power it was—it wasn't mentioned in her textbooks, and the grandpa who guarded the cemetery didn't explain it to her. She told her mother when she got home, but her mother didn't tell her anything.

This seems to be a secret that children should not touch.

Annie stared blankly at Duncan who was standing across from her. The previous reminder from the caretaker grandpa was still in her ears, which made her feel a little uneasy instinctively, but the burly figure suddenly stepped aside, and his voice sounded a little Scary, but with a touch of gentleness: "Come in and have a rest, it's snowing outside again."

Only then did Annie look back belatedly, and saw that the snowflakes were falling from the sky again, and a few flakes were blown into her neck by the wind, making them feel cool.

She came into the room by some strange circumstances and looked around in a daze.

The elder sister with beautiful blond hair and a noble temperament was also standing in the living room, right next to the dining table, and cast a curious gaze to this side.

She took off her veil and looked very beautiful--almost the most beautiful person Anne had ever seen.

"Mom said, don't disturb the tenant casually," Annie said hesitantly as she rubbed the dirt and snow from her little boots on the floor mat in the hallway, "She said that Grandpa Morris is a university student, It's impolite to make trouble..."

"You didn't bother, we just want to know about the situation of the new residence," Morris also guessed the general situation at this time, and said immediately, "And now it's snowing outside again, it's not safe for you to run back from the path, here Take a rest, and Fan Na will send you back later."

Annie looked up at Fan Na who looked like a little giant, and subconsciously nodded.

Then she looked at Duncan, hesitated for a few seconds before speaking: "So... so you also need to live in the house?"

"Of course I will live in the house," Duncan laughed, and said casually while leading Annie to the sofa in the living room, "Won't your mother worry about you running around outside alone?"

In his opinion, Annie ran a bit too crazy. Not only did she run to the cemetery alone in the early morning, but she also walked through the small road between blocks in such bad weather to deliver to the new tenant who didn't know the details. The key, this is too worrying.

"It's okay. Everyone in this area knows me. My mother said that half of the people on these two streets are my father's friends." Annie didn't care at all. She sat on the sofa with her hands under her thighs, front and back Shaking her body, "And my mother is usually very busy. She has to settle accounts and fill out forms for others, and she also goes to help in the chapel when she has time. I am used to running around."

Duncan thought for a while and asked, "Then... did you tell your mother what I told you when you got home?"

"Tell her." Annie nodded, and then her face became a little weird, "She said I was talking nonsense at first, and then I told her what the grandpa guarding the cemetery said, and she went back to the room alone... ...comes out like she cried...but laughs and tells me I'm going to make fish steaks and sausage stew tonight because it's a day to celebrate."

She stopped shaking her body, looking a little confused, she looked up at Duncan, curiously and hesitantly said: "I don't feel... I don't understand."

"It doesn't matter, you will understand sooner or later," Duncan laughed, "Some things are too complicated for you now."

"Uncle, you speak the same way as the caretaker grandpa, he often said that," Annie muttered, then shook her head, seemed to think about it seriously, before raising her head again, "Uncle, do you...don't want to be Are people bothering you?"

Duncan was curious: "Why do you say that?"

"Because you're dressed like this—and disappearing suddenly when you leave, Mama said, it's the cathedral's occult men or hermits of the congregation... Pie, it seems to be the word, Pie."

Duncan didn't know how to answer the girl's words for a while, but the latter obviously didn't wait for his answer. Anne thought for a while on her own, and then suddenly said: "I won't talk nonsense with others, guard Grandpa also reminded me, let me pretend that I have never seen you, and don't tell anyone except my mother."

Duncan laughed dumbfounded, but before he could speak, Annie went on to say, "Then can I tell Grandpa the caretaker? Tell him...you live in my house?"

Morris and Fanna, who came to the sofa to listen to the excitement, couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the girl's words, while Alice cast her eyes on Duncan immediately.

They all felt that there was something wrong with this matter.

However, Duncan was only silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly with a smile: "Yes, I don't mind."

...

At the same time, near the eastern port, the collection of samples from the wreck of the "Haiyan" has begun.

Several light fast boats set off from the pier, cautiously approaching the sea surface that was still floating with dirty "mud" and a small amount of flames. Each fast boat was equipped with priests and holy relics on board, as well as nitrates for emergencies. Glycerin Dynamite.

On the shore, the port garrison is also ready for docking work.

An empty warehouse was selected as a temporary transit facility. Priests and guards from the superior church had already completed the purification and countermeasures of the entire area. The gatekeeper Agatha left a team behind before leaving. Elite cronies, in case of accidents when collecting wreckage samples.

Liszt stood on the pier, looking at the situation on the sea, while several of his trusted subordinates were beside him, watching the progress of the salvage work.

"Will it really be okay to fish those things ashore?" A confidant said with uneasiness in his tone, "Of course, I'm not questioning the gatekeeper's judgment, but those things... a few hours ago were still in an astonishing state. Are they really 'dead' now?"

"Ms. Agatha has repeatedly confirmed in the depths of the spiritual world that these things are no longer active," Liszt said calmly, "They can indeed be 'killed', from Ms. Agatha's attitude and Judging by the disposal plan, I think the cathedral may have even come into contact with something similar."

"Something like that? It has already appeared in the city-state?" A junior officer showed surprise, "This... I haven't heard any news about it at all..."

"If you haven't heard it, it means that this matter should not be made public. At least it has not yet been made public. The cathedral and the city hall have their own judgments." Liszt shook his head, "Anyway, Ms. Agatha is worth it." Believe me, she will not risk the safety of the city-state, all we have to do is listen to the judgment of professionals—priests know better than soldiers how to deal with such weird things.”

The confidant stopped talking, but at this moment, there was another rush of footsteps, and a soldier came to the pier in a hurry.

"Sir!" The soldier trotted to Liszt, saluted and handed over a document that had just been sent through the high-pressure air duct to the defense commander, "Order from the city hall."

"It seems that the official order to block Dagger Island has arrived." Liszt took the document while speaking, but when he saw the contents of the document, his expression suddenly changed.

A confidant noticed: "Sir? Is there a situation?"

"...It is indeed an order to block the waterway, but not the blockade of Dagger Island," Liszt said with a serious expression, and his tone became extraordinarily serious, "Strictly speaking, it is not just the blockade of Dagger Island—the order requires that all waterways in and out of Frost be blocked, and all guards The army is in a state of readiness."

"Block... the entire Frost Island?!"

"The Sea Fog Fleet appeared in the nearby waters," Liszt took a light breath, his face even more gloomy and ugly than the current sky, "the entire Sea Fog Fleet."