Chapter 496: The Evil and Harmonious Atmosphere of Lost Country
Chapter 496 – The Evil and Harmonious Atmosphere of Lost Country
On one side of the long table, Lawrence carefully observed the demeanor of every person on the scene, while cautiously controlling his every expression, every muscle, as he contemplated how he should naturally blend into this special gathering without appearing like an …… outsider.
Many stories about legendary investigators and legendary adventurers flooded into his mind and then faded away like seawater flowing over a beach, producing no references except for a few jumbled thoughts left behind.
After half a day of rambling, he summoned up a little courage and whispered to Agatha, who was closest to him, “When is Captain Duncan coming about?”
“I don’t know, he said he’d wait for a full complement of people,” Agatha lowered her voice, “Just be patient.”
“Are there any rules for later?” Lawrence asked again in a low voice, “It’s my first time at a coven ……”
“My first time, too,” Agatha folded her arms across her chest in what looked like a silent prayer, but was watching the cabin just as carefully as Lawrence was – while she recognized these faces at the long table, this ship was truly her first visit, and “I don’t think there’s any need to be nervous though, we’ve dealt with each other in the city-states and everyone is friendly.”
Lawrence let out a sigh, but still couldn’t sit still, and couldn’t help but look at Vanna, who was a seat away – this Inquisitor of Prand was more or less an “acquaintance” of his, “Your Honor, this is my first time attending a rally. If I do anything rude later on, please help me out ……”
As soon as his words fell, before Vanna had time to say anything, Shirley across the table suddenly burst out, “What? You’re asking this one to look after your indiscretions for you? Old man I tell you, she disrespect up that movement can be bigger than you, think of when she a jump splits ……”
“Ahem.” Vanna suddenly coughed loudly to interrupt Shirley’s recitation, and just as Lawrence therefore a stunned effort, the table across the Nina put down the book, while looking left and right while muttering, “I’m hungry, when to start dinner ah ……”
Sherry shook her head, “It’s still early for dinner.”
Nina froze, “Huh? Then why are we coming to the restaurant?”
“The Captain said there was something important to discuss, didn’t you hear?”
“Didn’t hear …… I was too busy reading, Uncle Duncan said to meet in the dining room so I brought my book with me,” Nina’s head bobbed around, “Does anyone have any food?”
“I’ve got cookies! And dried salted fish!” Alice stood up immediately, saying happily as she pulled snacks out of the pockets of her dress, “Anyone else want some?”
Nina and Shirley immediately excitedly jumped up, Dog was chained to the side, suddenly while pawing at the draft paper while yelling, “Hey Shirley you get up instead of saying ah, I coordinate diagrams are drawn crooked ……”
Lawrence was dumbfounded at this scene, watching the atmosphere in this gloomy and solemn assembly hall instantly livened up, he hesitantly twisted his head to look at the scene’s only Morris who was still sitting upright, the latter then took down the pipe at his mouth and nodded at him amicably, “Just get used to it, it’s like this every day on the ship- -You talk to Alice if you’re hungry, she’s in charge of everyone’s meals.”
Lawrence felt his brain crunching in half a circle and spoke with difficulty, “Uh, I’m …… not hungry.”
His side of the words just fell, the corner of his eye then suddenly saw a ghostly green fire light flickering near the dining room door, and suddenly the excitement tightened, however, just as he was about to open his mouth to remind everyone, that door opened, and the one who stepped in wasn’t the owner of the Lost Country ship.
Tirion appeared in the doorway with a suitcase in his hand, a little shaky on his feet, and looked at the scene in the restaurant with a hint of bewilderment.
Shirley had climbed onto the table, Dog was hanging in mid-air, Nina was hanging on to Alice, and Alice – the living doll with the face of the Frost Queen on top – was currently holding her hands high in the air, one hand full of cookies and the other full of dried fish.
The Gatekeeper of Frost and the Inquisitor of Prand, meanwhile, sat expressionless across the table, immobile, with their hands over their heads.
Tirion’s appearance attracted everyone’s attention, even Shirley, who was stuffing dried fish into her mouth, stopped, and several lines of sight beside the long table landed on the new consul of the Frost at the same time – a gaze that even made the “Iron Lieutenant General”, who was accustomed to seeing big waves, subconsciously back away. “Iron Lieutenant General” subconsciously took half a step back.
However, Tirion is not the first time to see the atmosphere of the Lost Country, he quickly reacted, organized his expression, while walking towards the long table while greeting the people on the scene in a friendly manner – courteous and polite, style in place, so that people can not be seen in the past half a century in his capacity as a pirate rampage in the cold sea. sea.
“Sorry for the wait, it took a little while to organize things,” Tirian said as he made his way to the empty seat next to the long table, placing the rather heavy suitcase in his hands on the table before looking up to look around, “Is father still not here?”
Almost as soon as Tyrian’s words left his mouth, Duncan’s voice appeared abruptly at the long table, “I’m coming.”
In the next second, an ethereal green flame flared up out of nowhere at the end of the long table, rising and bursting into flames that fell towards the long table, and with it, Duncan’s figure coalesced and emerged from the flames, and sat down in the chair that belonged to him in front of the long table.
The next second, accompanied by “whirring” a few faint sound, all the lights in the cabin are colored with a layer of green light.
A low, disturbing creaking sound came up from the depths of the cabin. Maurice’s face changed slightly – he sensed that the “atmosphere” of the ship itself was changing!
The captain was adjusting the Lost Country into a …… defensive posture!
Immediately after, he heard the captain’s voice resonating through the flames: “What I’m about to say today is extremely special and dangerous, and as such requires the highest level of protection; the Lost Country will be infiltrating the Spirit Realm from now on, and during the assembly, members of the Lost Country who have strong beliefs are asked to be mindful of their own spiritual state at all times, and if you hear or see any ‘revelations’ while listening to certain hidden secrets pointing to the gods, then you will be asked to pay attention to your spiritual state. ‘revelations’, report them to me at the first opportunity.”
Vanna, Maurice and Agatha subconsciously looked at each other, but after only a moment’s hesitation, they nodded slightly.
Duncan’s gaze then fell on Tirian, “Did you bring the crystal ball?”
“Brought it.” Tirian immediately said, and then raised his hand to open the heavy carrying case he had brought, the crystal ball containing transcendent power as well as the intricately structured lens device was then presented in front of everyone’s eyes, and then he began to manipulate the intricate structures on the lens base, placing all the lenses in the correct orientation.
The next moment, the crystal ball began to brighten up a little.
After a moment’s wait, a hazy figure appeared in the shimmering light, and then the figure quickly became clear again.
Lucrecia’s figure appeared in the crystal ball – it appeared for a moment, and then the image suddenly disappeared with a blur.
Nina, who was picking her head up and observing curiously from the side, was instantly confused, and twisted her head to look at Tirion, “It’s broken?”
Tirian touched his chin in some embarrassment, “…… She fell off the chair.”
As soon as his words fell, there was a rustling and the sound of miscellaneous objects being pushed away from the crystal ball, Lucrecia finally reappeared in the center of the screen, this “Witch of the Sea” looked at the scene on this side of the crystal ball with an expression of horror and nervousness, and then glared at Tirian in the next second: “Brother! What are you doing?
“I was the one who told him to bring the crystal ball to the Lost Country, Lucy,” Duncan’s voice came from beside him before Tirion had a chance to say anything, “but I didn’t realize that he hadn’t greeted you beforehand – don’t be afraid to just have a few words with your own father for a few words is not enough to be cursed.”
Lucrecia in the crystal ball looked odd, obviously not prepared for this sudden meeting and conversation, and thus appeared to be a bit fidgety, but she soon realized the unusually serious atmosphere over here, and the slight uneasiness in her heart was immediately suppressed, and replaced by a composure that she tried to regain, “Father, it’s been a long time. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ……”
“It hasn’t really been that long – don’t mind, I understand your reaction,” Duncan gave a small smile, and immediately afterward raised his head, gesturing to the other figures around the long table, “Better make a short introduction, Lucy. These, as you can see, are the new crew of the Lost Country today, as well as the new captain of the Lost Country Fleet ……”
One by one, he introduced the people around the long table, and those whose names he named rose to greet them, before at the end of the day, he pointed to the figure in the crystal ball, “This is my daughter, Lucrecia – many of you will know her, so there’s no need for any further introductions, is there?”
“The famous ‘Border Adventurer’, the ‘Witch of the Sea’ who is extremely knowledgeable in the field of the occult,” Morris immediately nodded, “It is a great honor to meet you, ma’am.”
Lucrecia nodded haughtily and slightly, “I’ve heard of you as well – even in Lightwind Harbor and Moco, the senior professors of the Academy of Truth have always cited many of your results and ideas when discussing issues.”
After regaining her composure, this “Witch of the Sea” appeared dignified and calm, sitting in the crystal ball and exuding confidence and elegance between her hands and feet.
She didn’t look like someone who had just fallen out of a chair.
“Well, enough with the introductions and pleasantries,” Duncan intervened at the right time, “let’s get down to business.”
His gaze swept over everyone in the room.
All were already present.
Even Goathead, who had stayed in the captain’s cabin and was unable to move, was listening to the commotion with his permission.
Duncan exhaled softly, breaking the silence:
“In short, Agatha and I successfully conducted a deep dive to the Frost Below, the specific depth of the dive has exceeded the submerged abyssal program half a century ago, in the course of the deep dive, we witnessed a number of shocking and horrifying scenes, and learned enough to overturn the truth of many people’s perceptions.
“First, we confirmed the bottom structure of the city-state – there is some sort of extremely large biological organization there ……”
(end of chapter)