Duncan looked at old Mr. Morris standing on the first floor with some surprise. He was surprised to see his disheveled appearance and the obvious strange expression on his face.
He walked down slowly and greeted the old scholar: "Good day - what happened? You look like you ran all the way here in the wind and rain?"
"Mr. Duncan," Morris came back to his senses. He put the mysterious blonde lady aside for the time being, took off his soaked hat and walked forward, "I need your help... I don't know how to explain this to you, and I don't know if you are willing to help, but... I found that there are End of the World preachers active in the city. They have tampered with the history of Plande, and I..."
The old man was suddenly stuck as he spoke.
He seemed to suddenly realize how rash and impulsive his act of asking for help was, and realized that his act of seeking help from a subspace being whose position was unclear was irrational. Would Mr. Duncan help him? Why would he help him? Does the survival of mankind and the survival of the city-state mean anything to him? What threat does the End Preacher pose to him
Was I acting so impulsively simply because of the friendly attitude shown by this subspace being before, or was it because the other party happened to show interest in something last time
Morris was stunned for a moment, then he saw Duncan nodded slightly.
"I know."
This disordered starlight, the broken mirror, the giant of light and shadow - the mortal skin, spoke to him calmly while standing on the stairs.
"You... know?" Morris was stunned, but then he reacted and his expression became particularly strange, "Ah, yes... Of course you don't need me to remind you, I..."
The old man threw his hat aside, raised his hand and patted his forehead, as if he felt that he had done something stupid, and muttered: "I am so stupid, I thought you would not notice the abnormality in the city-state, then you must also know Vanna..."
Duncan frowned slightly immediately: "Vanna? The city-state judge who has a good relationship with Heidi? What happened to her?"
"Vanna... she disappeared," Morris was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Duncan to react like this, but he still said it subconsciously, and then quickly added, "I'm not saying she's missing, but she suddenly disappeared from the real world from today. Heidi forgot about Vanna's existence, and no one else remembered her either. Even the newspapers in the city-state..."
Duncan walked down the stairs quickly. When Morris was halfway through his speech, he realized that the situation was complicated and his expression became serious. "Sit down and talk slowly. Alice, go and prepare some hot tea - do you remember how to do it?"
"Yes, Mr. Duncan."
Morris saw the elegant and mysterious blonde woman stand up immediately after hearing Duncan's order. He also noticed that every movement of "Miss Alice" seemed a little strange - many of her movements were very small, with a strange sense of caution and restraint, which reminded people of those ancient nobles with excellent education and family heritage, and made him more curious about her identity.
But his curiosity gave way to the current situation.
After sitting down at the counter, he immediately told the "antique shop manager" in front of him about the abnormalities he had noticed, and also told him about the difficulties and obstacles he had encountered along the way.
Duncan listened with a serious expression, not interrupting Morris's statement the whole time. Only after Morris finished speaking did he whisper softly as if sighing, "The Preachers of the End... They are indeed a group of troublesome guys."
"This group of lunatics who exiled themselves to the real dimension in ancient times always suddenly emerge in the cracks of time. They are committed to destroying the continuity of history and pose a huge threat to the stability of the real world... But they rarely have the opportunity to make things so big," Morris said in a low voice. "Under normal circumstances, the protection of the gods will prevent the infiltration of the end preachers, and the fire bearers will continue to strengthen the historical barriers. This time, those lunatics must have borrowed some other power to break the blockade..."
"Old man, your tea." Alice came over and placed the hot tea on the counter.
"Thank you," Morris hurriedly thanked her. He had been through a lot on this journey and now he really needed a cup of hot tea to warm himself up.
But as soon as he took a sip, he couldn't help it, "Puff—"
Duncan on the other side said calmly, "Just make do with it. At least she found the tea leaves, although the amount to be used is still under discussion."
Morris turned his head in surprise and glanced at the mysterious lady named Alice, only to see that she was leaning against the stairs, in a trance.
… Who is this mysterious man
Duncan chewed his tea leaves calmly, confirming one thing in his heart.
The extraordinary people in this world have indeed discovered the "non-linear" characteristics of the End Preacher, and have targeted countermeasures.
But it now appears that these countermeasures are not always effective.
He closed his eyes slightly, and in the dark vision, the distant green flame suddenly jumped at the end of his perception.
Morris looked at Duncan, who suddenly began to "close his eyes and rest", curiously: "Mr. Duncan, you..."
"Don't worry, Vanna is still alive," Duncan opened his eyes with a calm expression, "but... she is living outside the city-state of Plande at the moment."
"Can you confirm her location and status?" Morris opened his eyes wide in astonishment. He actually came mainly to convey the news of "historical pollution" and mentioned Vanna's situation just in passing. After all, from his point of view, there should be no connection between Duncan and the city-state judge, but he did not expect that the other party would actually focus on Vanna.
"I'm keeping an eye on her. She's a very good judge." Duncan didn't explain anything, but just nodded calmly, then suddenly stood up from behind the counter and said, "Excuse me."
Morris stood up in astonishment: "What are you going to do?"
Duncan was walking towards the stairs, but he stopped and turned back: "Go and bring Vanna back - and take a look at what's going on over there."
Then he paused again, looking at the mess on Morris's body: "Do you want to go upstairs to take a hot shower and change clothes? I'm taller than you, but you should be able to wear my clothes."
Take a bath in this warp lair and then change into the evil god's clothes? !
These two items are not even mentioned in the “Four Great Achievements of the Crazy Scholar”!
Morris suddenly felt his scalp tightening, and quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, no, I'll just wait here..."
"Then please help yourself." Duncan nodded and walked up the stairs.
As soon as he went upstairs, he saw Nina and Shirley standing at the stairs.
Shirley looked a little uneasy. When she saw Duncan, she immediately came forward and said, "Mr. Duncan, is...something wrong?"
"Why do you say that?"
"We just heard some noise coming from the first floor," Shirley rubbed her hands and lowered her head as if she had done something wrong. "Actually, it was Agou who heard it. He said that the Preacher of the End had appeared again, and there was historical pollution and something. Someone named Vanna was missing? It sounded like she was a very important person..."
Nina also looked over with an uneasy look on her face. She was obviously more confused than Shirley: "Uncle, what's wrong?"
"… Just some small things." Duncan looked at the two girls who were already nervous because they had vaguely sensed the turmoil approaching, and after a moment's hesitation, he soothed them, "Just rest in the room. If you're bored, you can go to the first floor and chat with old Mr. Morris. It's okay."
Shirley said "oh", while Nina seemed a little hesitant. After holding it in for a long time, she couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed Duncan's sleeve: "Uncle, I feel... I feel a little scared. Are you really okay? And what are you... what are you going to do?"
Duncan paused and looked quietly into Nina's eyes.
Just as he had noticed before, Nina's senses were actually very sharp - she wasn't completely unaware, she was just too sensible.
But the current situation is slightly beyond the boundaries of her "understanding".
"I'm actually a very capable uncle," Duncan suddenly laughed and put his hand on Nina's head, "but I can't explain it to you right now... You stay with Shirley for a while, and when everything is over, I'll tell you what happened."
Even with this level of comfort, Nina still felt at ease. She nodded obediently and said softly: "...Oh."
Nina
Went downstairs with Shirley.
Duncan suppressed the expression on his face, quickly returned to his room, and called out the pigeon Aiyin who was eating French fries on the Lost Homeland.
"We have to find someone," Duncan said seriously when he saw the pigeon appear, without waiting for the other party to speak, "It's important business. The ketchup will double after it's done."
Ai Yin immediately jumped up on the spot: "Loyalty cannot be expressed in words, loyalty cannot be expressed in words!"
Duncan exhaled lightly, calmed his mind again, and sensed the distant, flickering flame.
That was the mark he left on Vanna.
What happened to Vanna was an accident for him, but this accident also brought him unexpected gains.
Through Vanna's "window", he just sensed something else - those were the flames he had released in Shirley's "dream" before!
Those flames had briefly appeared in the chapel in the sixth block, and then disappeared as the curtain closed again. He could only confirm that the flames were still spreading, but he could never accurately locate them. However, now... he could clearly feel the existence of those flames, and felt that those flames were around Vanna!
Although I don't know how all this happened, there is one thing that is beyond doubt -
Vanna reached the other side of the curtain.
And now, this powerful Inquisitor, who bears Duncan's "mark", has become a channel for Duncan to intervene in the curtain.
"Walking in the spirit world."