Compared to Vanna's helplessness at the moment, Pope Helena's attitude was always indifferent, with a smile on her face, and there was even a little joy in that smile.

But Vanna wasn't happy at all—and couldn't be more "reasonable"!

"I think...... This was too sudden," the young Inquisitor thought as she thought about it, she had no idea why the topic had suddenly turned in the direction of this evil sect, and she was trying to keep her logic up to speed at the moment, "I understand the need to establish communication with the Lost Homeland, but I think it should be gradual, and if it was just for communication, we would have a channel of communication now, Captain Duncan......"

"He'll visit in a dream or talk to you in a mirror, right?" Helena interrupted Vana in a gentle voice, "I know, you mentioned it in your report. ”

"That ......"

"That's not enough," Helena smiled and shook her head, "it's just a 'conversation', it's a private conversation between Captain Duncan and you, such a communication method is neither special nor binding, far from being the official channel between the Deep Sea Church and the Lost Land, Fanna, you should understand the difference." ”

Vanna's lips squirmed a few times, a thousand words welling up in her throat, and finally nothing came out.

She had confirmed that this was not a joke, let alone a whim arrangement by the "Spokesman of the Gods" in front of her, and from Helena's attitude and eyes, Vanna sensed something thoughtful, as well as ...... Some feelings that she can't understand for the time being.

After a while, she suddenly asked, "The will of the goddess?" ”

"You can understand it this way — if it makes you feel better."

“…… I see," Vana took a light breath, finally calming her emotions completely, and she returned to her usual usual appearance, bowing her head with a serious face, "Then I obey this arrangement." ”

"Let's go get some rest," Helena nodded slightly, "There's still a lot of work to do tomorrow." ”

Vanna bowed her head again and turned to leave the room.

Seeing the tall figure of the young inquisitor disappear outside the door, Helena took a long time to withdraw her gaze, and then she suddenly laughed and shook her head helplessly: "This kid ...... They didn't even ask me how I was going to get her to that ship, and they pretended to be calm......"

A calm and majestic voice sounded from the side at this moment, mixed with the crackling sound of flames jumping: "I'm also curious how you plan to send her to the Lost Country." ”

In front of the full-length mirror in the corner of the room, the flames on several candlesticks suddenly turned dark green, and the faint firelight reflected the mirror, and the mirror was dark and deep, and in the midst of the rapidly spreading illusory flames, Duncan's figure walked out of the dark depths, quietly watching Helena standing in the room.

Helena didn't look back, even though she heard Duncan's voice behind her, she still quietly stared out the window: "Ah, you're really watching." ”

"No way, your abacus is too loud, and the beads are jumping on my face."

“…… What is an abacus? ”

"It's a subspace joke." Duncan said solemnly that after such a long time, he had long been accustomed to the rhythm of occasional nonsense when talking to people, and observing the confused reactions of others was his greatest joy in the process, and as for how the other side made up for it afterwards......

Anyway, he usually says anything to people in this world, and the other side will make up for it.

Helena wisely didn't ask any further, she still didn't look back, and restrained all the changes in her mood, with only the same flat and gentle tone in her tone: "Although you shouldn't need to, I'll introduce myself - Helena, a servant of the storm goddess Grimona, is happy to talk to you. ”

"Duncan Abnomar, captain of the Lost Land," Duncan said casually, "I like honest communication, so let's be honest - what is your purpose, or what is the Church of the Deep trying to do?" ”

"We're just focused on maintaining order in the civilized world and responding to all the disturbing changes in the world," Helena replied lightly, "You should have heard what I said to Vana just now, that the world is changing—in fact, far more serious than what I told her.

"Many shadows are approaching our dimension of reality, the anomaly of Vision 001 may be just the beginning, the sabotage of the Last Missionary in Poland may also be part of another great conspiracy, in the north, there is disturbing news from some of the city-states, that 'veil' is becoming more and more unstable on the border, and within the borders of civilization, the collapse of borders is becoming more and more frequent, and in all of these changes, the Lost Country may be the only one who has any hope of communicating through sane means.

"We want to establish a stable and effective communication with you, just as you want to know the purpose of the Deep Sea Church, we ...... I also want to know about the Lost Country. In that case, why not build a bridge? ”

Duncan frowned, "So, you confidently arranged for Vanna to be the bridge - the idea is great, but how do you know I'll say yes?" ”

"You've cared about her, you've helped her, and you're interested in the civilized world today, judging by your intentions," Helena said, "and you've regained your sanity and humanity, which creates a need to reconnect with the civilized world, and in my opinion, Vanna is a good fit for the role - or will you trust the random 'Strange Messenger' chosen by the Deep Sea Church?" ”

“…… Indeed, Vanna is at least an acquaintance of mine, and from your point of view, sending her here will maximize the safety of the Courier," Duncan said slowly, "but even so, aren't you really worried that sending Vanna to the Lost Country will turn into a fool's mouth?" Given the good reputation that my ship and I have in the civilized world, it seems more plausible for your actions to be seen as a bloody sacrifice if they were made public. ”

Helena was silent for a few seconds, then slowly turned around and looked at the mirror that was floating with a green flame.

"So, this matter will not be made public, after all, except for the Purnes, the vast majority of people in this world are not able to talk about the Lost Country without changing their faces, and Vanna will become a secret envoy, and the people who know about this matter will be limited to the upper echelons of the Deep Sea Church and a few city-states in power - or those who know if the situation requires it."

Helena looked up at Duncan in the mirror.

Vibrant, distorted starlight filled her vision.

"As for what you said about 'sheep in the mouth of the tiger'...... I'm not worried. ”

The indescribable flowing starlight continued to stir on the surface of the mirror, as if it was about to break free from the fragile layer of glass, showing a sense of expansion and contraction, fine black cracks spread from the edge of the mirror, filling the entire room, and a low, chaotic roar filled the mind, each roar seemed to be mixed with infinite knowledge from subspace.

"I can hear your voice, your voice is full of calm reason, and I believe that you have indeed regained your humanity, and this humanity is a clear proof that you are in the camp of the civilized order."

The mirror seemed to turn into a vortex in the field of vision, the starlight giant in the mirror had completely lost its form, and all Helena saw was endless starlight, and the fragmented light and shadow exploded in her mind, but in the next second, there were gentle waves in her mind, reshaping her mind that was on the verge of disintegration.

"You are friendly and reliable, my gods have sent down guidance, and I trust my gods unconditionally, and he has commanded me to cooperate with you, so I will act."

The creep star in the mirror overflowed, and a flowing light and shadow extended in the air, agitating, slowly swaying in front of Helena, as if observing the prey, and as if sniffing the breath in the room, the light and shadow formed by the creep starlight came together less than half a meter in front of Helena, and its fine points of light seemed to be filled with countless eyes.

Duncan carefully observed the expression on Helena's face through the mirror, trying to analyze the other party's true intentions from the details of the Deep Sea Pope's words and deeds, and in the end, he found that there was only a calm and honest look in the other party's eyes.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze.

"The agreement was reached, I would leave a place for Vanna on the Lost Country, but on the other hand, being on the Lost would mean being my crew member, and she would follow strict rules that would take precedence even over her status in the Church, as I hope you can understand."

He tried to say it in an old-fashioned and dignified manner, so that the matter seemed businesslike.

But in fact, I couldn't be happy in my heart.

Since a long time ago, he had been thinking about Vanna's relationship with the Lost Country, and at that time he had planned how to fool this high-ranking priest into becoming a thug on the ship, but he had no suitable opportunity and reason, and he never expected this opportunity to fall from the sky.

The Church of the Deep needed a formal channel of communication to understand the Lost Country's intentions to alleviate their uneasiness, and the Lost Sea needed a bridge to communicate with the ecclesiastical forces of the civilized world, which would help Duncan's future activities, which was a great thing for all.

"I understand," Helena nodded slowly, "then, the deal is reached." ”

(End of chapter)