Lucrecia came to Duncan with the frightening bunny doll, and she sat down on the couch next to Duncan, while Rabbi cautiously slipped over to the couch and sat down on the floor with a "poof".

"I have sent that 'Saint' to the Bright Star's containment chamber, where there are sealed facilities designed to deal with various border and spiritual contaminants, and where he will slowly recover until he can meet your 'ritual' needs.

"The surviving 'sacrifices' are now housed in the city-state's rescue center, and I greeted Sarah Mayer, who will take good care of them and send them home if possible...... Some of them have their sanity and memory crumbling and can't tell where their home is, and a psychiatrist will step in to help.

"As you ordered, I left the 'artificial beacon' on that ship, and you should now be able to sense the status of that ship through the beacon......

"Besides, I've counted the amount of supplies that the ship can still use, and I can bring it back if I have the chance—a good trophy, let's all. Anyway, a ghost ship that sails on its own will definitely not need any fuel and mechanical spare parts......"

Lucrecia reported the situation to Duncan one by one, clearly organized and arranged.

Obviously, she is really familiar with these "aftermath" work.

"Well," Duncan nodded in satisfaction, not stinging with his compliments, "well done." ”

Lucrecia opened her mouth, suddenly looking a little hesitant.

Duncan noticed: "Is there anything else? ”

“…… I told my brother what was going on here, and he asked if we needed a fleet," Lucrecia said, "Considering that the 'lair' of the Annihilationists could be a sea fortress that had been in operation for centuries or more, and was located in the border fog, a real 'attack' might be needed, and he said he could send the Sea Mist fleet over if needed." ”

"It doesn't have to be," Duncan shook his head after a moment of serious thought, "at least not now. We don't know exactly what that nest looks like, and it might not be worth it to expand the operation...... Let's find out what is going on in the fog first. ”

"Okay." Lucrecia nodded.

Just then, a breath that suddenly appeared outside the house interrupted the conversation in the living room.

Lucretia frowned and looked up in the direction of the entryway, where almost the next second the doorbell rang.

Luni, who was standing in the corner of the living room waiting, immediately got up and walked to the door, and Lucrecia quickly ordered: "Don't subscribe to newspapers, don't buy insurance, don't buy lottery tickets, don't fill out community surveys, if you claim to be a community fundraiser, just drive away, there has been an announcement last month, it's a group of scammers - I really don't understand how anyone dares to come here until now......"

"Mistress," Lucrecia could finish speaking, and Lunee's figure returned to the living room, "Your Excellency the Keeper of Truth." ”

Lucrecia: "...... Forehead? ”

She was stunned, and a helpless voice had already come from the gate: "I know that Miss 'Witch' has always disliked people coming to visit, but this time it is really a special situation - there is an invitation from the Church of the Four Gods to convey to your father. ”

With this somewhat tired and helpless voice, Ted Lille had already stepped into the living room, the "Keeper of Truth" complexion as always, and at the same time there was an aura around him that he couldn't rest after a month of continuous work.

"Others generally don't dare to approach your 'witch's mansion', and Taran El can't get up from his lumbar spine today, so I can only come in person."

As the words fell, Ted Lille had already noticed Duncan who was sitting on the sofa, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Good day, captain." ”

"Taran El can finally lie down for a few days," Lucrecia said casually after hearing the news Ted had brought, "I even think it's a good thing." ”

"Not for me, I paid three solas for it," Ted Lille said with regret in his tone, "I made a bet with a few colleagues in the academy about where Taran would go wrong next time, and we lost badly...... By the way, I'm betting on hemorrhoids. ”

Lucrecia's expression was a little subtle: "You guys are so boring......"

Ted Lille shrugged: "But I've guessed right a few times before. ”

Morris, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up at this time and greeted the "Truth Keeper": "Ted, are you recovering?" ”

"It's just a little irregularity—it doesn't affect me as much as the papers that the little cubs brought out overnight," Ted Lear waved his hand, and then his gaze involuntarily stayed on Morris, who looked at the latter for a few seconds in confusion and some astonishment, before finally speaking with a subtle expression, "I didn't have time to observe the hasty meeting before, Maurice, ......"

He stopped abruptly, seemed to understand something after a moment of hesitation, and exhaled softly.

"It's nothing, it looks pretty energetic."

"Really? I also feel like I'm in a good state now – my daughter is a psychiatrist and she also thinks I'm in a healthy state of mind. Morris laughed, his eyes behind the monocle as bright as ever, and his smile was gentle and elegant.

Only saints and scholars with the utmost spiritual gifts could perceive in his smile, eyes, and voice the imperceptible madness and noise that had long since deviated from human reason.

Ted Lear's gaze left Morris and fell on Duncan.

Many, many years ago, he was friends with the greatest explorer in history.

For an elf, establishing a friendship with a human is a very careful and psychologically constructed thing.

But Ted Lille could never have imagined that his psychological construction was going in the wrong direction - what he should have worried about was not saying goodbye to short-lived humans, but reuniting with an immortal subspace shadow.

Fortunately, the light of humanity still shines in the shadows—though it is filled with truths that he dare not peep into, and many noises that he dare not hear.

"I was discussing the Church of the Four Gods with Morris," Duncan took the initiative to speak, "I knew there was going to be a meeting, but I didn't expect the official news to come so quickly. ”

Ted Lear was silent for a moment, then took out a letter from his bosom, which had been delicately sealed with fire paint, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it to Duncan.

"I'm not sure if you care about the 'invitation', but the Academy Ark asked me to give this to you," he said, "and there's already the signature of the Pope of the Four Gods, and you can think of this as the Church of the Four's first official, official overture to the Lost Fleet." ”

Duncan's eyes fell on the beautifully encapsulated letter, and he reached out to open it, and took out the special "invitation" from it.

On the hard cardboard, in beautiful handwriting, it was written that the Church of the Four Gods would hold a "special closed-door meeting", and the invitation to "Lord of the Lost Fleet" and "Captain Duncan the Great Explorer", the content itself was nothing special, except for the four shiny signatures at the end of the invitation letter that strongly attracted Duncan's attention.

They are as dazzling as the arcs of burning electricity in the darkness—

Rahhem, Taregin, Gemona, Bartók.

Duncan looked at the names calmly, not at all.

"So you say the meeting will take place tomorrow — so soon?" He put away the invitation and said casually.

"Yes, at least judging by His Majesty Lune's attitude, the sooner this gathering is, the better," Ted Lear nodded, "and by noon tomorrow, the fleet of the Church of the Four Gods will arrive near Breeze, and all the Arks of Pilgrimage will show up - it will be a great event." ”

Duncan was stunned when he heard this, and Morris next to him subconsciously exclaimed: "Huh? You mean that the assembly will be held in the real world, and the four popes are going to gather here? ”

"Yes, I thought it was going to be a 'council' through psionic resonance, like the previous gatherings of the pope and the saints, but I didn't expect it to be held in the real world, let alone ...... Just tomorrow. ”

"For such an important 'closed-door meeting', this is almost the same as no preparation, and the voyage of the Ark of Pilgrimage itself takes time......" Duncan thought for a moment, as if he had already thought of something, "So, the most reasonable answer is that the four Arks of Pleasure have been mobilized to the vicinity of the southern border long before today—even before the incident in Breeze, the Church of the Four Gods may have had a plan to assemble, and the situation in Stormport was just an unexpected opportunity, Let them take advantage of the situation to arrange the rally here, to tomorrow? ”

"It seems that this should be the case."

“…… Has something happened lately? Does it have something to do with the recent Church activity in the border seas, and the fleets that have been rallied around the 'Eternal Veil'? ”

"I know what you're talking about, but I don't know the details."

Duncan was a little surprised: "Even you, the truth keeper, don't know these things? ”

"I really don't know," Ted Learle shook his head, "the Keeper of Truth, like the Inquisitor, the Gatekeeper, and the Guardian of the Fire, although we are the highest church representatives of the city-state, we only have the affairs of the city-state, and the four Arks of Pilgrimage are actually independent of the entire church system, and the four popes directly command those arks, and all 'secrets' will be sealed within the Ark fleet, and will not interact with the city-states and the ecclesiastical operations between them, especially ...... Those are more dangerous secrets. ”

He looked up and looked Duncan in the eye very seriously.

"It's a necessary means of security."

(End of chapter)