Chapter 550: “The Four Gods’ Witnesses”
Chapter 550 “Four God’s Witnesses”
Meeting the Church’s patrol fleet at the border?
Lucrecia froze for a moment after hearing this question, and then quickly frowned as she recalled, “It should have been last month when I encountered the Fire Transmitter’s ship in the border waters……. I haven’t seen the Church’s patrol formation since then. But that could also have something to do with the fact that I haven’t been approaching the border frequently recently.”
“That is not the case, Ms. Lucrecia,” Sara Meier shook her head, “It is not because you have not traveled to the border lately, but because the Church of the Four Gods has indeed pulled a large number of the manpower that was originally tasked with patrolling the borders to do something else- -reduced by about half.”
“Reduced border patrols?” Lucrecia was suddenly surprised, “What are they doing?”
“I don’t know, the Patrol Ark has its own secrets, just like the various city-states, they don’t report to me where those ships and personnel are going,” Sara Meir said, “but as far as I have information, those forces that were pulled away were not replenished into the ‘ internal shipping routes’, but remain in certain locations along the border, you know what I mean? They just stopped carrying out patrol duties and have instead assembled at some special locations near the Eternal Curtain, as if they were waiting for further orders, or preparing for some bigger trouble in …… the future.”
This city-state consul paused as he said this, then looked into Lucrecia’s eyes with an extraordinarily solemn tone, “This kind of thing hasn’t happened before.”
“…… When an elf says that something ‘hasn’t happened before’, it often means that something is very serious,” Lucrecia couldn’t help but say this old saying that was well known among explorers. well known old saying, “I think I see what you mean.”
“Yes, ma’am – something is going wrong in our world, the Lost Country has warned the world of it, and ‘ordinary people’ like me can detect that creeping crisis, that things are gradually starting to go wrong in the ‘atmosphere’, then there’s no way that the Church of the Four Gods, which has been observing and protecting the entire world for thousands of years, hasn’t sensed something, and they’ve certainly begun to act.”
Sara Meier said, raising her hand and pointing to the letter with the mark of the Church of the Four Gods.
“This letter connects that unusual ‘mobilization’ of theirs recently with the warnings coming from the Lost Country, I think the chiefs of the …… Patrol Ark should have already discovered or confirmed some of the things your father mentioned in the warnings ‘root cause’ of the problem, and they found that one to be big, bigger than anyone could have imagined.
“In front of this ‘big problem’, the vigilance and alertness of the Lost Country is no longer important, and even if that ship is still connected to subspace today, or even has the possibility of crashing into subspace again, they couldn’t care less – as long as now your father remains on the side of the ‘mortals’.”
After the Consul’s words were finished, Lucrecia did not speak for a long time, and she looked down at the letter once more, still seemingly lost in thought.
After an unknown amount of time, it was Sara Meier who broke the silence, “So can I ask now? Ms. Lucrecia, what is your father, that legendary Captain Duncan …… doing now? And what does he want to do next?”
He’s with child, next he’s going to take those two girls to town to find something normal humans can eat ……
Lucrecia’s mind popped up with some unsupportable associations for a split second, but quickly shook those thoughts aside and allowed her expression to regain its seriousness, “He’s very interested in that ‘falling object’ I found, though I don’t know why, but it seems like he’s… . knows what the ‘stone ball’ at the center of that fallen object is from, and he’s mainly after it this time.”
“He knows where that ‘stone ball’ came from?” Sara Melton then showed surprise on her face.
“Yes, he called that sphere the ‘Moon’, and according to him, that sphere’s original …… or ‘normal state’ volume should be very, very huge,” Lucrecia nodded and spoke, “And he was also curious to ask about the physical properties and the composition of the surface samples exhibited by that ‘moon’.”
“The Moon ……,” Sara Meier’s brow furrowed a little, yet after a long moment of thought he shook his head, “I’ve never heard of that name.”
“Neither have I. Father said that no one in the world should even know the name,” said Lucrecia, “and he didn’t seem …… to be in a very good mood when he said it. ”
Sara Meier didn’t say anything for a moment, and after a moment of thought, he broke the silence, “The outpost research team has recently taken some more samples from the surface of that ‘stone sphere’, and they are currently in the process of doing an analysis, and since your father is very interested in this matter, I will ask them to share the information with you whenever they can, and I will explain the situation to the heads of the various facilities in advance, and if your father would like to ‘see’ some of the research results ‘with his own eyes’, he can do that as well.”
Lucrecia raised an eyebrow, “Not worried about causing a panic?”
“You’re waltzing into the city with him,” Sara Meir spread her hands with a helpless look on her face, “Do you know how many people in this city recognize his face?”
“But as long as there’s no public publicity, it’s doubtful many would rather believe it was just a look-alike face – it’s always made more sense for someone who looks exactly like Captain Duncan to come into the city for sightseeing than Space Shadow.” “Looking exactly like that is scary enough, ma’am,” Sara Meier smiled bitterly, “Did you know that captains on the Boundless Sea don’t even wear their beards much anymore since your father …… has been there ever since? ”
“That’s none of my business then, it’s not like my father shaved them.”
Sara Melton at that time was choked, staring half a day before waving his hand, “Well, we do not talk about this – ma’am, I would like to know the most most most real situation, your father he …… now in the end what is the state of affairs? ”
It can be seen that this Mr. Consul tried his best to make his question less rude, but he also knew that asking this kind of question in front of this “Witch of the Sea” was a bit offensive no matter how you put it – he could only ask this question with his head.
Fortunately, Lucrecia didn’t show any dissatisfaction.
“As I learned earlier, he did lose a lot of memories, and subspace destroyed his sanity and personality for a time, so the current Duncan Ebnomar …… is technically a completely ‘reorganized’ person,” the man said. I can still find some shadows of the past from him, as well as a familiar aura and majesty, and he also has a vague impression of me, but that’s about it! .”
She paused, briefly weighing her vocabulary, and then continued, “If you’re asking me how I feel, I have a feeling that he’s actually harboring something else inside of him – don’t get too busy stressing out just yet, Sara Meir, I don’t mean subspace, but something . . not dangerous, but something I’ve never seen before. It was like other personalities, and like many, many iterations of personalities and information ……”
“I don’t understand what that means,” Sara Mayer frowned, “Can you make it more plain?”
Lucrecia thought for a moment and showed great patience as she explained, “This time, when I just saw him, I briefly heard countless noises and saw undulating and writhing lights and shadows again, that should have been a mild symptom of mental pollution, but this pollution subsided very quickly and didn’t leave me with any effects, and in the midst of this pollution, I glimpsed countless stars and dots behind him The glow escaped, that looked …… very much like the appearance of the ‘starry sky’ floating between the profound deep sea and the spirit world.
“At first, before even seeing those ‘starry lights’, my feeling towards my father was a huge ‘nothingness’, I looked at his shell standing there but couldn’t find the feeling of the other’s actual existence, but as those noises and the light and shadows, it was only then that my perception of him stabilized and I was finally able to communicate with him …… or technically, with that shell normally.”
Sara Meier’s expression became extraordinarily serious, “How long did this process last?”
“A split second,” Lucrecia said with a straight face, “And it happened at the edge of reason and perception – I doubt the vast majority of people would have been able to perceive the process, and those who were able to due to excessive psychic vision would have had their attention drawn by those starbursts drawing all of their attention to the point where they wouldn’t realize the momentary sense of ‘nothingness’ in that shell.”
Sara Meir was silent for half a minute and spoke thoughtfully, “It sounds like it was because your attention always fell on your ‘father’ that you were able to perceive this brief ‘process’ …… Ms. Lucrecia, these descriptions are a bit disturbing to me, and give me the impression as if ……”
“I know what you are trying to say – you may feel that that brief ‘starlight’ is the ‘reality’ of Duncan Ebnomar today, and that the ‘captain returning from subspace’ is just a part of that starlight mimicked out, like the tentacle of a sea monster probing the surface to lure sailors.”
Sara Meir frowned, “Isn’t that so?”
Lucrecia just shook her head slightly.
“I have my own judgment, Mr. Consul, and I know that it is him, and although he is now displaying some disturbing ‘natures’, and even his manner of existence has become incomprehensible and unnameable, that starlight is him, at least in part. ”
Sara Meir listened in silence for a long moment before speaking with a grave expression, “That sounds emotional, ma’am, but I know you’re not an emotional person – so I can only hope that you’re right, or at least that it’s motivated by your always-accurate ‘gut feeling’ and not a feeling of longing.”
“You can trust my judgment,” Lucrecia said with a solemn look on her face, and reached out to point to the letter that was sitting on the table, “or, at the very least, trust the ‘Witness of the Four Gods’.”
(End of chapter)