Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 6

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assembly bell rang, followed by the hurried footsteps of the sailors, Lawrence stayed in the cab with the second officer and the pastor who hadn’t recovered his breath .

The old captain looked at the sea outside the window. At this moment, the White Oak was still in the depths of the spirit world. The sea beyond the ship’s side was filled with mist, and the water surface was still as black as ink, but the storm had subsided, and the terrible Lost Home was also gone. It has disappeared—this can’t help but give people an illusion, as if the previous storm and even the collapsed frontier of reality were brought by that ghost ship, and now all the disasters have disappeared with the departure of that ship. away from the White Oak.

Lawrence thought of the frightening legends about the Lost Home and Captain Duncan Abnomar, the fleet that was swallowed by the frontier of reality more than a century ago, and the ship that sank into the deep sea during the encounter with the Lost Home. A ship at sea suddenly felt that this was not impossible.

But in any case, now that the Lost Homeland had left, the surrounding sea area had temporarily returned to calm. Although it was still in the dangerous depths of the spirit world, at least he and his crew had a chance to breathe.

Next, Lawrence must determine exactly what the Lost took from the White Oak—or left behind.

And it must be determined as soon as possible.

Without ruling out all the hidden dangers, he dare not let the boat float into the real world rashly, because some things brought out from the spirit world will cause terrible pollution in the real world, but if he stays in the depths of the spirit world for too long, he and his crew will They will still be irreversibly affected.

Hearing the noise from the deck, Lawrence suddenly raised his head from his thoughts. He looked at the pastor who was sitting in front of the incense burner, whose face had improved a little, with a very serious expression: “Mr. Ron, our current How is the stability?”

The pastor coughed twice, and then took out a small compass with exquisite shape and many sea symbols and sacred symbols engraved on the surface. After pressing the metal cover with a snap, the pointer on the compass immediately rotated rapidly, and finally stabilized. stopped at a certain position.

“We stay on the surface of the spiritual world, slightly closer to the real world, and the influence from the depths…is very weak,” the pastor looked at the state of the compass pointer, his expression suddenly a little confused, “It’s strange…we are completely stable here. With the holy relics closed, there was almost no sinking…ahem…”

“Perhaps the ‘hit’ of the Lost Lands knocked us onto a safe route,” Lawrence smiled wryly and shook his head, thinking To liven up the atmosphere with a bad joke, “I’ve heard that there are some delicate balance points in the spirit world that can keep things in the real world from the deeper ‘pull’…” “Mr. Captain, this joke is too

cold Already,” the pastor said, coughing twice, although he has recovered, but his condition is not good at all, “cough cough, no matter what happened today, you must report to the church… The Lost Home The appearance of this is by no means a trivial matter. In the past few decades, there have always been reports of encounters with the Lost Homelander, but it was later confirmed that it was just the crew’s nonsense or a group hallucination caused by the out-of-control vision, but today we really witnessed It…Goddess, when you return to Purland, you’d better be mentally prepared that you won’t be able to sail again in the near future.” “

I understand—whether it is the church or the city-state authorities, they will not allow a ship that has just encountered aliens The disaster-like ship returned to the sea, this is for the safety of everyone, and I have to report not only the church, the city-state, the Explorers’ Association… Alas, but also my terrible wife…” Captain Lawrence forcefully Pressing his forehead, he let out a long sigh and waved his hand, “Stop talking, you need to rest now, and this ship needs the blessing of the goddess before returning to the port.” The priest nodded lightly, and soon, just

left Soon the first officer also returned to the cab.

“There are not too many people on board, and there are not many people on board,” the first mate reported immediately without waiting for the captain to ask questions. Mechanic, they can all accurately read the names of the gods they believe in, they are living people.”

“There is no one missing?” Lawrence’s eyes widened. This should be good news, but he didn’t Believe what the chief mate reported, “Where is the sacred emblem?”

“The holy object is also normal,” the chief officer nodded immediately, “The navigator is preparing incense and essential oils, and is waiting for your order to restart the holy object.” Something.”

Lawrence listened in amazement, and couldn’t help muttering softly again: “…he really let this ship go?”

“Luck is on our side, Captain,” the mate spread his hands, “We didn’t lose anything. Maybe that scary ghost captain just happened to pass by, or maybe he just bumped into him accidentally.” “Do you believe

this?” Lawrence immediately glared at his first mate, “If you’re lucky He really cares for us, we will never meet…”

He was just halfway through speaking when a burst of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door, and then someone pushed open the door of the cab, with his head full The sweaty bosun appeared in front of Lawrence. The tall man’s face was full of horror.

“Captain! Anomaly 099 is gone!!”

The cockpit fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. However, for some reason, Lawrence suddenly felt relieved in the brief shock—

great, with the Lost Homelander. After the encounter, the ship finally found out what was wrong, so that’s right!

But then he controlled the expression on his face, and as he walked towards the door, he hurriedly ordered the first mate to take over the steering wheel, and ordered the bosun to lead the way.

Hasty footsteps sounded in the cabin corridor of the White Oak, and soon, Lawrence, led by the boatswain, reached the deepest part of the steamship.

A special cabin appeared before his eyes.

The door of this cabin is engraved with dense mystic symbols, the heavy and dark door seems to be cast from a whole piece of black iron, and the mysterious symbols extend from the edge of the door frame to the corridor, vaguely as if to form some kind of A closed cage to restrain the things kept in the cabin.

Lawrence glanced at the gate, confirmed that there were no signs of damage to the gate and the symbols around it, and then looked up at the top—the “sacred relic room” where the Holy Emblem Beacon is placed is right above the seal room, and the Beacon is to ensure that the ships The key to not being affected by the “deep layer” is also the second layer of insurance to maintain the seals. Even if it is closed, it should be able to ensure the integrity of the barriers between the seals.

But with both barriers intact, the thing in the sealed room, the most critical cargo escorted by the White Oak on this voyage, anomaly 099—the doll coffin, disappeared.

Lawrence took a deep breath, stepped forward to open the door of the sealed room, and pushed the heavy door open forcefully.

In the sealing room, the lights were bright, and the gas lamps hanging on the four pillars illuminated the center of the room almost without blind spots, but the “goods” that should have been placed there had disappeared, leaving only a few vertical and horizontal lines in place. Intertwined chains, and some off-white ash scattered on the surrounding ground.

The voice of the boatswain came from behind Lawrence: “According to the sealing requirements of Anomaly 099, the lights in this room are always maintained, and every two hours a crew member will come in to re-strengthen the chains around the ‘coffin’ and the floor of the room. The ashes were sprinkled, but when that… ghost ship appeared, due to the chaotic situation, the sailor who was supposed to be on duty did not enter the room in time, and he was almost seven minutes late, only to find that anomaly 099 had disappeared…”

“Just seven minutes late won’t cause that thing to go out of control. At best, it’s a change in the weakening of the seal. At worst, it’s just a coffin running around in this room-there are layers of seals and holy emblems. The confinement is not a decoration,” Lawrence frowned and shook his head, “The current situation is that it has disappeared…the cargo has left the ship, and it has nothing to do with that sailor.” The bosun’s expression was a little nervous: “Then

your It means…”

“It must be the Lost Country,” Lawrence said in a deep voice, “The ‘captain’ took away Anomaly 099…”

He paused, then sighed softly: “Maybe we We should be thankful that the Lost Country has always taken away what it wanted, and that captain came here for Anomaly 099, not our lives.” The bosun looked at his

captain’s face, and then looked at In the empty seal room, he hesitated for a long time before asking: “Then…we have lost such an important cargo, how should we report to the city-state authorities…” Lawrence glanced at the bosun and patted him on the shoulder vigorously

.

“The Lost Home is a natural disaster, and we have marine insurance.”

“…Will the insurance company pay for it?”

“If they don’t pay, they will ask the Explorers’ Association to issue a new reward for the Lost Home…” “

Captain, are you a little worried? …”

“Shut up.”

(End of this chapter)