The figure in the mirror really left—without doing anything superfluous, just "coming over and seeing what was going on", as he said at the beginning.

Vanna stared in the mirror with a wary face for a long time before finally confirming the matter and truly relieving herself.

Then she fell into a brief moment of introspection and suspicion.

The suspicion is because of the professional habits of the Inquisitor, and it is really difficult for her to really trust a "person" like Captain Duncan who has memorized horror legends for a century and is also related to subspace, even if the other party really seems to be sane and friendly, and indeed shelters the city-state of Rand, the reason for reflection is simpler-

She realized that she had become less wary of her interactions with Captain Duncan.

It was a sign of weakness that she shouldn't have, and she never thought it would happen to her.

In the final analysis, it is because I have fallen into vacillation and self-doubt, lost the purity of my beliefs, and thus have a hole in my heart.

Vanna was very introspective, and at the end, she sighed softly.

In any case, the city has survived safely, and she will tell Bishop Valentine about tonight's events, including...... own vacillation.

The young inquisitor's sighs faded into darkness with the extinguished lights.

……

On the second floor of the antique shop in the lower city, Duncan withdrew his gaze towards the Plain Cathedral, looking at the night scene of the city-state lit by thousands of lights near and far, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

He didn't know what had happened to Vanna, but it was clear that the young Inquisitor's mental state had just undergone a brief and dangerous shake—a shake that had even touched his perception directly, forcing him to make a projection directly into the real world to see what had happened to Vanna.

Looking back now, the aura he felt on Vanna at that time was actually faintly familiar - that aura was hidden deep in her spiritual world and surrounded her, and if you carefully discerned it, it was a bit like ......

It's like the strange feeling you feel at the bottom of the Lost Ship, looking through those cracks in the muddy light and shadow outside the hull.

It's subspace.

And judging from the question that Vanna suddenly asked herself at the end, the trouble she encountered may really be related to subspace.

Duncan's fingers tapped on the windowsill in disbelief, guessing the truth.

Before leaving, he strengthened the seal he had left on the other party's body, this power should be able to help her resist the possible erosion when necessary, but the crux of the matter is, why did a trace of subspace suddenly appear on the body of Vanna, a high-ranking saint?

Duncan's thoughts spread, and he suddenly thought of some other clues, or "knowledge"—under certain circumstances, the souls of the four gods were more likely to be corrupted by the subspace than mortals, and their souls would even directly generate a connection between the reality dimension and the subspace after being eroded

The first invasion of the chapel in the sixth block also began with the shadow of the nun's soul......

Could something similar happen to Vanna? If so, what is the reason behind this counter-intuitive phenomenon?

After a moment of contemplation, Duncan sighed and turned away from the window.

In any case, he should pay more attention to Vanna's special "node" in the future - now that Vanna lacks trust in his "ghost captain", she certainly won't take the initiative to tell all the secrets, which requires more attention on his side.

On the way back to the bedroom, Duncan hears the voices of two young girls giggling from the next room—Nina and Shirley.

Despite having returned to the city-state from the Lost Country, they seem to be excited, especially Nina.

The child didn't seem to have any psychological shadow on the eerie Spirit, nor did she have any anxiety about the future—she was as cheerful as ever, even ...... It seems to be a little more cheerful.

Is it the effect of the sun's debris? Or is it because she has a strong receptivity in her own right?

Duncan thoughtfully

He suddenly felt ...... I seem to have discovered some of Nina's surprising "talents"

As night fell, the cold, pale glow of the Creation of the World illuminated the open deck of the Lost Country.

The silence of the ghost ship was broken by the sound of brisk footsteps, and a figure in a long dress and a shawl with silver hair came to the bridge at the stern.

Alice raised her head and looked at the captain who was learning to steer herself, her light purple eyes reflected the glow, and she looked shining: "Captain! Where are we going next?"

There is no destination for a while, so let's leave the busy route between the city-states first," Duncan glanced down at the puppet, "You seem to be in a good mood?"

"Yes, yes!" Alice nodded happily, no matter how elegant and noble her appearance was, the cheerful look when she nodded was enough to make the whole person laugh, "The boat is so lively today! It's the first time I've ever known that just a lot of people can be so fun......

"It's not always 'fun' to get people together—but it might be a little harder for you to understand now," Duncan said casually, "Also, nod your head to control the point, and you scared them out when your head fell off today,"

"Oooh...... Alice hurriedly cupped her head, then seemed a little worried, "What about them...... You won't stop coming because of this, will you?"

"This worry is unnecessary.

Alice let out another oh, and then was silent for less than two seconds, and then asked, "What's that...... Will I be able to go to the city-state in the future? I didn't get to see the world properly this time, so I encountered... Messy things, feeling dizzy......"

Duncan's gaze swept across the sea and fell back to Alice, "Of course, tomorrow I can ask Ay to get you to the antique shop - I still need your help over there."

"Really?" Alice's eyes lit up visibly, and she looked surprised, "I thought it was ...... We won't be back to the city-state for most of the time, after all...... You seem to be done over there?"

Duncan didn't answer the other party immediately, but deliberately was quiet for a few seconds before suddenly asking, "Do you think I paid attention to Poland because there was something I had to do?"

Alice was stunned for a moment, and then scratched her skull: "I...... I don't know."

Duncan shook his head with a smile and easily opened the steering wheel in his hand.

There was a slight creak from all over the Lost Country, and the astral sails on the mast tightened slightly, and the ship turned into a "cruising state" with goats taking over.

"We're just solving the problems of a bunch of cultists." Duncan stepped off the bridge and walked in the direction of the captain's room, casually saying to Alice, "As for Plant... I think that city-state is destined for me."

The captain walked away, and Alice thought for a moment in confusion, then turned to look in the direction the other had left; 「…… It's worthy of being a captain, so profound.........

Duncan reached the door to the captain's quarters, and when he looked up, he saw that the words "Gate of the Lost" were reflecting a dim glow on the doorframe like the creation of the world.

He took a light breath to calm himself and put his hand on the doorknob.

Gently push inward.

A hazy and twisted mist appeared in front of him, and Duncan stepped forward, feeling the familiar momentary weightlessness and slight dizziness, the sense of dislocation that seemed to travel through endless time and space, and as if he had reached his destination in an instant, and then the surroundings fell silent.

The never-ending sound of the wind and waves on the boundless sea and the slight creaking of the Lost Homeland were gone, and the fishy sea breeze had quietly disappeared, and a familiar smell came from the room where he had lived for many years.

Zhou Ming opened his eyes and looked at the unchanged scene in the bachelor apartment.

As usual, the first thing he did when he returned was to check the general situation of the entire room, to see if anything had changed since he left, to see if the fog outside the window was showing signs of dissipating, and to see if the strings and confetti he had left on the windows and on the windowsills had been passive

over the place

。

Even though he knew that there was no point in doing so, he still regarded this series of "confirmations" as some kind of task that had to be done.

And after completing this series of confirmations, the second thing he did was to actually go to his desk.

Zhou Ming lowered his head and looked at the things on his desk calmly.

A city-state of Plant, which looked like a miniature strand, was sitting quietly on the table.

Exquisite, restored, every detail is vivid, and even every floor tile and street lamp may be exactly the same as the real Plande.

Or in other words, this is the "projection" that the real Plender presents in some form in his bachelor apartment,

It appeared here, and everything was as expected.

The fine flames that burst and burned on the desk completed the final carving of this "collection", and now this perfect masterpiece is presented to its owner.

Zhou Ming exhaled softly, slowly sat down at the table, and looked at this delicate "model".

Compared to the "model" of the Lost Country, this "city-state" is significantly larger in size, but it is clearly not scaled to equal proportions, and it seems to fit just enough to fit into a separate shelf in a single shelf, as if it were specially made for there.

And in this vivid model of the city-state, there is no shadow of any inhabitants. It seems that the "people" living in the city-state do not form a projection here?

Zhou Ming pondered, and in his thoughts, he repeatedly examined the city-state of Puland for a long time, and finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up this large "collection" with both hands, and carefully placed it on a shelf not far away.

After putting it away, he took two steps back, silently admiring his new collection.

The Lost Country had moved away from Prand, but the captain ...... Never left his loyal city-state.

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