Deep Sea Embers

After nightfall, light snow began to flutter on the ground again. In the hazy night background, the cool brilliance of World Creation was mostly blocked by clouds. Only a few chaotic glows diffused through the gaps in the clouds, and there was gas in the streets and alleys. The lights turned on one after another, reflecting the flying snowflakes in the air, showing a quiet atmosphere that was different from that of Puland.

Fanna stood in front of the narrow window, looking at the night view outside in a daze for a while, and sighed: I think they must not have paid - and by this time a group of experts should have been summoned to decipher the password you left in the letter. 'Secret number, too.

Duncan turned his head: Is it so exaggerated?

Fanna turned her head and looked at her current temporary boss seriously: Have you written in the letter what the numbers are for?

I haven’t written it, but isn’t this the standard format for a report letter? Duncan was confident, just attach the account number to the end of the report letter, and the city hall would make the payment, as was the case with Purland. And I heard that many places will deliberately not write more remarks in front of the account number to be subtle and tactful - I think I should be more tactful.

Vanna looked at Duncan steadily. After a long time, she couldn't help but sigh: Alas...

Duncan thought for a while, and actually had some thoughts when he said this, and he couldn't help but feel a little more embarrassed in his tone: It doesn't seem to be easy for them to understand?

Fanna's tone was tired: I wish you could understand.

Duncan lowered his head and thought carefully: Wouldn't it be a good idea to go back and write a second letter now?

You still hope that they can understand the purpose of the report letter as soon as possible. Vanna couldn't help but rub her eyebrows. She felt that she had once again discovered something unexpected about Captain Duncan. This powerful and terrifying captain... turned out to have such a distinctive and interesting personality?

Duncan didn't pay attention to what Vanna was feeling, and just asked casually: You sent Annie back today. Is everything okay at home?

Vanna nodded immediately: everything is normal in Anne's house, there are no traces of being eroded by extraordinary phenomena, and there are no traces of Annihilation cultists nearby. There are no suspicious people in the surrounding residents. Mrs. Belloni is our current landlady. It seems It’s also: Stop, stop, stop. Duncan waved his hand quickly before the other party finished speaking. I’m asking you about her family situation and living conditions. I didn’t ask you to report according to the process of investigating heretics. Control your occupational diseases.

Fanna was startled, then she reacted immediately and coughed twice: Cough, sorry, I have a bit of a professional habit. Everything is fine over there. Although I only stayed for a moment and chatted with Ms. Belloni for a few words, I can roughly tell that after all, six years have passed and both mother and daughter have come out of the shadow of the past.

Now Anne is studying in the city-state public school. In addition to earning income from renting out the house, Ms. Belloni also has some clerical work to support the family. After all, they are the family of a captain. The frost authorities also take care of such bereaved families. Yes, this is the same as other city-states. Generally speaking, there is no need to worry about their situation.

Duncan listened silently and nodded.

Fanna hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Do you mind if Annie tells what happened here... Is this really good?" Perhaps it won't be long before the cemetery guard knows that you live in the city so generously, and then the matter will be reported to the cathedral immediately, and both the gatekeeper and the bishop will be alerted.

Then what? Duncan turned his head and asked in a calm voice.

And then...how much trouble will there be? Vanna said, but under Duncan's gaze, her tone

Suddenly a little unconfident, the intervention of the city-state authorities may

How will they interfere with us? Will a team of guards be sent to arrest people? Duncan laughed, or will the gatekeeper come forward to talk to me? As for me, what do I care about them? Are you worried about your whereabouts being exposed? Or are you worried about hostility from the authorities?

Duncan said, spreading his hands.

I didn't drive the Lost Home Number over.

Fanna opened her mouth,

She always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but she didn't think of how to deal with the captain's frank words. After holding it in for a long time, she could only come up with one sentence: Why do I feel that you actually just think this might be fun?

right.

Fanna:......

Duncan smiled and turned his attention to the night outside the window again. He didn't pay attention to the wonderful expression on the face of the judge lady next to him. He just silently admired the night view for a few minutes before suddenly saying casually: "Everyone" Na, why do I suddenly feel that you are less and less like a judge? Normally, when it comes to the church and authorities of a certain city-state, shouldn't your first reaction be reliable allies?

The corner of Fanna's mouth trembled obviously, and it seemed as if thousands of words were filling her heart, but in the end not a single word came out.

At the same time, outside the Frost City State, on the boundless sea at night, a huge fleet was slowly slowing down and maintaining a low-speed cruise among the cold freezing fog and surrounding ice floes.

The majestic steel bow of the Sea Fog stood in the darkness, and the glow from the side of the beacon light illuminated one corner of it. Nearby, there were lights shining from the side of the ship's hull, illuminating the dark sea surface. Among the sparkling waves, there are faint reflections and undulations.

Those are finely broken ice floes.

On this cold sea, all captains have heard this sentence——

When the mist suddenly appears, ice floes emerge from the fog and gradually imprison your ship like a shackle, then get ready, the Sea Mist is coming.

The Sea Mist is coming now, and the whole Sea Mist fleet is coming.

Tirian stood on the high bridge, looking into the distance through the wide window.

It was actually impossible to see Frost City directly from this distance - but in the dark background, he could still see a glimmer of light emerging there, which was the direction of the city.

The Sea Mist Fleet is actually heading towards Dagger Island, and Tirian himself has no intention of landing on Frost Island - but for the Frost people who have been nervous for half a century, all this makes no difference, as long as the steel is The general's flag appearing on the nearby sea was enough for them to have trouble sleeping and eating.

He could almost imagine the city's defenders in a panic at this moment.

Footsteps came from the side, and First Officer Aiden came to Tirian's side. This rough-looking bald man looked quite happy: Captain, the Sea Crow and the Fjord have led their respective frigates to leave the team. It is expected that twelve Arriving at the predetermined location and blocking the route an hour later, the Sea Fog's main ship has lifted the lights out - those Frostmen will not have a good night's sleep all night.

Tirian nodded, with a slight smile on his face, and his eyes scanned the sea around the Seamist.

In the darkness, the entire boundless sea remained silent. Only the Sea Fog, with its lights off, floated here, as eye-catching as a gas lamp in the dark night.

Under normal circumstances, night-flying warships performing military missions are subject to light control. Unnecessary lighting will reveal their position and easily lead to confusion when friendly parties identify light signals - but the Sea Fog is so generous. Fang Di put himself out, showing his presence to Hanshuang as if provoking.

Tirian was not worried at all that this would irritate Frost's city-state navy, nor was he worried about the so-called gunshot incident.

In this world, except for the Lost Home, no one can defeat the living ship Sea Fog in a night battle. On the other hand, if the Frost Navy is really stupid enough to take the initiative today, hiding in the Sea Fog The other six warships in the surrounding waters will also teach them how to behave immediately.

Of course, Tirian's high-profile behavior here is not just to provoke Hanshuang out of anger. His more important purpose is to complete what his father told him——

To make the Frost City State nervous, the more nervous the better, it would be best for them to directly block the entire Frost Island and prohibit all shipping routes in and out.

Judging from what has been observed so far, this goal should have been achieved - the Frost City-State's garrison navy has blocked the port and sent a signal to surrounding city-states to suspend shipping.

Everything is going according to father's plan.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from a nearby copper pipe. Aiden immediately walked over and chatted with a certain post on the opposite side of the copper pipe. Then he returned to Tirian with a smile on his face. : Captain, the Frostman seems a little restless - a small boat appeared on the nearby sea.

Tirian raised his eyebrows: A small boat?

Yes, it looked unarmed, and it actively turned on its three yellow and one white signal lights. It seemed that it was afraid of causing any misunderstandings. Aiden said, the ship carefully stopped outside the range of the searchlights, as if it wanted to avoid negotiation and hostility. Perform observation tasks.

The observation was okay, at least he still had some composure. Tirian shrugged and let it observe. If it got too close, it would fire a warning shot.

yes. Aiden immediately accepted the order, but before he turned around, Tirian suddenly stopped him again: "Wait a minute."

Do you have any other instructions?

Give them a light signal. Tirian said.

Light signal? Aiden was slightly startled, what is it about?

The corners of Tirian's mouth curled up. This great pirate with a reputation for being notorious on the cold sea now had a mischievous smile on his face: Content? What content do you want - just flash it.

Aiden: ...Huh?

Letting the signal hand flash casually, Tirian touched his chin and said happily, giving Frosty's expert advisors a little problem of the century.

A visible smile suddenly appeared on Aiden's face, and even his bald head seemed to shine.

Yes, Captain!