Agatha didn't hide it, and in front of the well-meaning being who had already saved Frost from the brink of destruction, she gave all the information she had so far.

Part of the information was what she had observed and summarized during Operation Mirror Frost, and the other part of the information she had gotten from various clerics and her cronies after returning to the cathedral—all of which had happened during her time in the Mirror City.

It's something that "another she" has experienced.

The boiling gold mine on which Frost lives is buried a huge secret, the so-called boiling gold ore has been depleted as early as the time of the Frost Queen, and the successive archons may have held great secrets, the archon Winston disappeared into the depths of the mine with the "other Agatha", and before they disappeared, the "other Agatha" seemed to have discovered some astonishing truth, and its strong fluctuations of will even reached the real Agatha's side......

Duncan listened silently, only occasionally confirming some details, and only after Agatha had said so much before he sighed softly.

"You've told me Frost's biggest secret - aren't you worried that I'm a malicious being at this point?"

"Having seen the methods you used to destroy the Mirror City, I don't think there's any point in speculating about your intentions," Agatha said calmly, "If you really have ill will towards this city, we will all die before the sun goes down." ”

“…… Are you city-state protectors so ingenious when you praise people? Duncan muttered, and glanced at Vana next to him quietly.

Vanna immediately turned her gaze away, pretending not to hear.

Morris, who was sitting across the table, couldn't help but lean forward - after knowing the astonishing fact that the boiling gold veins had long since been depleted, the old scholar's curiosity had obviously swelled violently: "And what about the situation in the boiling gold mine now?" Can raw ore still be found? What you've been digging out all these years...... Is it really boiling gold? ”

"The mine is still locked down, and there have been loud noises and vibrations in the mine after the mirror invasion has subsided, and for safety reasons, coupled with a lack of manpower, we have not confirmed what is going on inside," Agatha admitted, "but according to reports from the mine traffic station and the smelter...... At least the boiling gold that was previously brought out of the mine remained intact. ”

"The City of Mirrors has been destroyed...... But boiling gold, which is theoretically an 'anomalous product', has not disappeared? That's interesting...... "Maurice rubbed his chin subconsciously, "you know, those fake monsters in the city turned into piles of mud immediately after the collapse of the Mirror City...... So all that boiling gold is real? How does this work? Can the power of the Dark Lord create real boiling gold? ”

"Now is not the time for academic research," Vana muttered, then turned to Agatha, "when are you going to check on the mines?" ”

Agatha hesitated for a moment, then spoke uncertainly, "I think...... At least until order in the city has stabilized and the shaking and loud noises in the mines have subsided, and ...... At least we need to survive the first night after the disaster. ”

As she spoke, she raised her head and subconsciously glanced out the window.

The snow was still falling, and it was still daytime, but the sun behind the clouds was already sinking, and the hazy light was about to touch the spire of the church spire in the distance.

"In two hours, the sun will set, and that will be the first test we will face after the disaster......"

"I'm sorry I'll interrupt," Vanna suddenly raised her hand, interrupting Agatha's slightly worried exclamation, "I think...... You don't really have to worry about nightfall, and compared to the troubles you're facing, 'night' is probably the last thing this city-state needs to worry about from now on. ”

Agatha was stunned for a moment: "Why do you say that?" ”

“…… Speaking of experience," Vanna said, then glanced back at Duncan slightly, and only after seeing the latter nod lightly to herself did she turn to Agatha and continue, "Plande's experience. ”

"...... Pran" Agatha was a little dazed for a while, but in the next second, she suddenly remembered the information she had received before, and remembered the news that came from afar—the big vision that Perand had encountered, the crisis of the Black Sun, the history of recovery in flames, and ......

A "rumor" that spread from various channels in Purand.

The chilling ghost captain, the moving scourge of the endless seas, the terrifying shadows of the subspace, Duncan Abnomar - has found his humanity.

The young gatekeeper and temporary acting archbishop had a look on his face that was momentarily exciting, and he stood up with the "creak" of his chair.

All the suspicious clues were suddenly explained, all the uneasy speculations were suddenly confirmed, and the loose and messy intelligence was strung together.

"I'll admit, it's a bit awkward right now." Duncan shrugged his shoulders and said in a somewhat helpless tone.

Agatha stood stiffly, looking at Duncan motionlessly—no one could see her "eyes" at the moment, but the doorkeeper's expression was clearly more than just embarrassment.

After a long time, she finally broke her silence: "No wonder...... Your followers call you 'Captain'...... I should have thought that there was a 'captain' on the infinite seas who would be as special as you......"

"I'm sorry about the Thirteen Isles of Visceland," Duncan said, "I have no memory of it at all, but the evidence seems conclusive." ”

He tried to make his tone as kind and reliable as he spoke, but given his prestige and the methods he had shown in front of the Frost City-State just a few hours earlier, the mildness of his tone was clearly of limited effect—it was evident to the naked eye that Agatha's tension had not eased since the beginning.

It took a long time for this stiff and embarrassing state to be broken by Agatha's own words: "I...... Well, I'll tell you the truth, since the day we were promoted to the Saints, the Church has repeatedly emphasized to us that if we find a clue about Captain Duncan, the 'shadow of the subspace', we must immediately report it to the Supreme Death Church - the priority is higher than all natural disasters, and it is on a par with the invasion of the subspace. I don't know if you can understand what this concept is. ”

"Oh, I understand," Duncan didn't speak, but Fanna on the side took the initiative to say, and communicated with the peers in front of him with a big grin, "We actually have reminders in this regard every year, and even have a special disaster prevention plan, although it was not used later." ”

Duncan glanced at Fanna with a strange expression: "You said this in front of me?" ”

Fanna reacted suddenly, and quickly turned pale: "Ah, I'm sorry, Captain......"

Agatha was a little late-aware, or maybe it was because Duncan had too much impact on her, so she suddenly focused on the amazingly tall lady in front of her: "Wait, so you're ......"

"Inquisitor of the city-state of Plan...... In a sense, we're peers," Vana looked a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it. ”

Agatha felt like she was in a trance, and she realized that the end of a catastrophe was really just the beginning—and the complications that followed it were coming at her in an angle she had never imagined.

She hesitated and sat back in her chair, then looked at Vanna with an incomprehensible expression, "But why are you with Captain Duncan?" You should be one of the top spokesmen of the Deep Sea Church in Purand...... Don't Prand need an Inquisitor? ”

This is exactly the arrangement of the church, and it is difficult to explain the specific situation for the time being, so I can only say that it ...... This matter cannot be disclosed to the public for the time being, and if it weren't for your identity to meet the requirements for knowing, I wouldn't tell you," Fanna said with a serious expression, and then paused slightly, "As for Prand...... Yes, like you said, now it doesn't need inquisitors, at least not the previous system of inquisitors and guardians. ”

Agatha couldn't help but rub her forehead, and some other information that had recently come from afar and had not had time to distinguish the authenticity came to her mind, and she hesitated to speak: "So...... As mentioned in the intel mentions, does Plant really have a peaceful and peaceful night? ”

Vanna's expression was a little surprised: "Has the news reached Frost?" ”

"We're just remote, not so far away," said Agatha, and then couldn't help asking, "Tell me, is it true that Plant is no longer afraid of the night?" ”

“…… At least for now, Plain's nights are even safer than many city-states' daytime, and my uncle is even considering opening an evening market to accommodate the recent changes in the city-state, but this matter needs to be carefully discussed and tested," Vanna nodded, "Now that you already know about this, there must be another thing you should have heard about as well—after the event of the Dark Sun descending, Plain has a new identity." ”

"Vision-Plant, the first unnumbered vision ever," Agatha said subconsciously, her gaze involuntarily falling on Duncan, and now, she finally understood the meaning of Vanna's words, "So...... Now the same will happen to the frost? ”

Feeling the invisible but tangible "sight", Duncan just smiled and nodded: "Maybe." ”

(End of chapter)