Deep Sea Embers

For the protectors of the frost, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The dark clouds covering Dagger Island are still gathering overhead, and the strangely returning wreckage of the Petrel is still lingering on the sea outside the port. At this juncture, the sea fog fleet with countless terrifying legends has arrived near the city-state.

The undead fleet carrying the curse has completed its assembly and is staying silently at the edge of the sea. No one knows their purpose of coming, and no one knows what they want to do next.

List, the commander-in-chief of port area defense, only took a short break for less than an hour at midnight before reappearing in the command office. Here he saw several other commanders who were also frowning, as well as those who had just arrived from the city hall. a confidential secretary.

As soon as the secretary, who was wearing a blue slim coat and gold-rimmed glasses and looked to be in his early thirties, saw Liszt, he immediately stood up from his chair, with faint sweat on his forehead: Mr. Colonel, the consul wants to know The latest and most accurate information - is there any possibility of the Haiwu Fleet launching an attack?

If the consul only wanted this answer, it would be yes. It has been every day for the past half century. Lister took out the refreshing essential oil and relied on the strong medicinal effect of the essential oil to cheer up. At the same time, he glanced at the confidential secretary and said, The Fog Fleet did not just exist today - it has always been there, and there has never been any peace agreement between Frost and the Vice Admiral Steel.

The commander-in-chief was obviously not in a good mood, and the confidential secretary also realized that his question was meaningless, so he immediately changed his statement: How prepared are we?

All coastal defense guns are in combat configuration, and the fleet led by General Galton is building an interception strip on the northern and northwest flanks of the Sea Fog Fleet. They have sufficient fuel and ammunition - although we have just lost a brave and capable officer because of the Petrel incident. Rear Admiral, the Frost Navy is still making all preparations to protect the city-state, Liszt said solemnly, my superiors should have reported more detailed information to the city hall.

As he spoke, he looked past the confidential secretary in front of him and landed on several subordinates not far away: What is the situation on the Haiwu Fleet now? Any unusual movements?

A commander immediately stood up: Yes, sir, something is wrong. You should come and take a look at this.

When Liszt heard this, he frowned slightly. He quickly walked to the long table in the center of the room and came to a piece of information that had just been sent here.

What is this?

Looking at the document filled with markings and symbols in front of him, the port commander was a little stunned.

It's a light signal, the junior commander who spoke before said, a light signal from the Sea Fog.

Liszt's expression was a little dull, and the effect of the refreshing essential oil seemed to be suddenly useless. Looking at the dazzling pause marks and the messy annotations next to them, he actually felt a little dizzy. It took him a long time before he muttered: What the hell? The Sea Mist Fleet seems to be using a very new light signal? Or is it transmitting information using some kind of classical encoding?

He suddenly raised his head and looked at his subordinates: Where is the military adviser?

They were studying these things in the next room, along with several signalologists and cryptography experts who had just been summoned, and several experts on classical naval history and the phenomenon of the undead on the way.

Liszt pursed his lips and stared at the messy symbols for a few seconds before raising his head and looking at the confidential secretary with a sad face.

No one can sleep tonight.

I think so, Mr. Colonel.

Duncan slept well last night.

Although his body does not need sleep most of the time, proper rest can still help him maintain sufficient energy and reduce the burden of controlling multiple bodies at the same time - although for him, this burden is actually It doesn't have much impact either.

But he likes to maintain this kind of routine like a normal human being.

The snow outside the window has stopped, at least temporarily. The clear sky that I don’t know how long it can last is shrouding the city. Vision 001 is coming from the edge of the city.

The edge gradually climbed towards the high point in the sky, and at the edge of the brilliant sun disk, the faint golden glow of the double runes appeared to be radiant.

A small missing section of the rune ring is still there and visible to the naked eye.

Duncan stood in front of the window and stared at the missing piece of the Sun Rune Ring for a few seconds, then looked away and moved his shoulders.

He came to the first floor.

Alice has already made breakfast. Although the simple toast, fried eggs and vegetable rolls are not rich, it can be seen that Miss Doll's craftsmanship is indeed gradually improving. Vanna and Maurice are sitting at the dining table. While dining, they stood up after seeing Duncan appear.

You eat what you have, don't worry about me. Duncan waved at them.

The breakfast was good, but it was a pity that his current body was not blessed with it.

Although they are both temporary bodies, the condition of the body he is currently using is completely different from that of the body in Plande's antique shop. Although Plande's body was also taken over after death, due to the minor damage and the takeover In time, his current state is actually no different from that of a living person, but his body in Hanshuang... has lost most of its internal functions.

This is more like a corpse driven by mysterious power. In nature, it is even closer to a corpse than the undead men under Tirian.

Duncan himself couldn't tell what the principle behind this was, but there were so many strange and weird things in this world that he had already looked away.

Just be evil, because you are the biggest evil in this world.

There was a latest newspaper next to the sofa. Morris at the dining table said, "You can take a look, there is news that interests you."

oh? Duncan stepped to the sofa and saw the morning newspaper that had just been delivered this morning - the newspaper still smelled slightly of ink, and several newspapers were neatly stacked. He picked up the newspapers and sat down on the sofa. I flipped through it and quickly found the news content Morris mentioned.

Alice came over in a hurry, poked her head out from behind the sofa and looked at the newspaper in Duncan's hand curiously: What is the title on it——

click

A round head fell on Duncan's newspaper, and then rolled along the newspaper and landed on his arm.

Her head rolled over, and Alice lay face to face with Duncan, her eyes blinking innocently: Help...save...save...

Can you improve your memory? Duncan sighed, almost resigned to his fate, picked up Alice's head, arranged the golden wig she wore on the outside and fixed with a rope band and the silver hair inside, then raised his hand and pressed the beautiful head back to his brother's head. On the neck of the special doll, in addition, Agou can read the newspaper, but you can’t even understand the headline?

Alice hurriedly straightened her head and muttered sheepishly: Actually, there were only four or five words that she couldn't understand...

Duncan immediately glared at her: The title has eight words in total!

Illiterate Doll: ...hehe.

It was a warning notice from the city hall. Duncan sighed, feeling that it was physically and mentally exhausting to be honest with this fool. He pointed at the words on the newspaper and read them to Alice one by one, warning the citizens. , Reduce going out--The following content is to tell Frost Frost residents not to go near the coastal area in the near future, reduce gatherings on public roads, be ready to cooperate with the inspections of the sheriff or guards at any time, and increase the curfew level. Now, except for church personnel and holders Except for those with special industry night passes, no one can leave their homes at night.

Alice walked around from the sofa and sat down next to Duncan. She curiously leaned over to read the words on the newspaper and moved her head along with Duncan's fingers. After reading it once, she raised her head curiously: What does it mean?

It means that the pressure from Tirian is in place, Duncan said lightly. If nothing unexpected happens, Hanshuang's external traffic will be blocked. In this way, we don't have to worry about the pollution spilling over from this city-state, and the Annihilation cultists hiding in the city will also be blocked. I can no longer communicate with the outside world. On the other hand, the report letter I sent seems to have stimulated the teaching staff.

In terms of society, higher curfew levels and strict travel bans mean stricter heresy investigation - more Annihilation cultists will show their feet.

And then things are resolved? Alice's eyes widened in surprise. Will all the bad guys be caught?

How could it be so simple? Duncan shrugged. Catching a few Annihilation cultists was just the beginning, but as more and more Annihilation cultists were arrested, the method of establishing a connection between them and the deep sea may be exposed. At this time, the problem Only then was it truly dug out.

As he spoke, he folded the newspaper and put it aside.

He briefly went through the rest of the content, and there was nothing worth paying attention to.

So...what shall we do next? Alice asked from the side.

Now that the frost authorities are busy, we also went out for a walk. Duncan stood up, looked in the direction of the restaurant, and went out after eating - we said hello to one of Tirian's informants.