In the prayer room where incense was burning and the statue of the goddess was watching, the two long-time friends fell silent at the same time. Only the blessing bestowed by the gods gently soothed the two frightened hearts. The subtle and gentle sound of the waves gently echoed in Vanna's ears. It was the whisper of the storm goddess Gemona.
The goddess is still paying attention here, more than ever before.
After an unknown amount of time, Heidi gradually calmed down. She carefully broke the silence and asked, "What on earth was that I saw?"
Fanna hesitated for a moment before speaking softly: "Perhaps... that is exactly what the Sun Heretics have been looking for.
"That's what the Sun Heretics have been looking for?" Heidi was stunned for a moment, "You mean..."
"Sun fragments," Vanna nodded before Heidi finished speaking, "Perhaps only sun fragments can
Worthy of the power you saw in your vision."
As she spoke, Vanna slowly raised her head, stared at the statue of the Storm Goddess, and whispered thoughtfully: "After all... those heretics claim that the solar fragments are the remains that fell off the so-called "real sun"
Heidi was stunned for a moment, and her expression suddenly changed slightly: "If something like that really appeared in the real world, the Plande city-state would not be as safe and sound as it is now..."
"So that thing must be in some kind of sealed state," Vanna nodded, "Intelligence shows that eleven years ago
The Sun Fragment appeared in the Pland City-State, but now it seems that the so-called appearance at that time was just a slight leak of power.
For the past eleven years, it has been dormant…”
"And now those sun heretics want to wake that thing up?!" Heidi said in horror, "Do they want to destroy the entire Plande?!"
"It's not the first day you've dealt with cultists," Vanna glanced at Heidi, "Don't you know their divine status? To those fanatical heretics, sacrificing one or two city-states is nothing as long as they can revive the Black Sun. They don't even mind letting the whole world burn and become firewood for the revival of the Sun God!"
Heidi opened her mouth for a long time without saying anything, while Vanna calmed down and slowly spoke: "The most critical question now is what happened to you when you saw that illusion - what happened to you, what happened around you, and what happened to the museum itself. Only by understanding these can we understand in what state the fragment is sleeping and where it is sleeping.
“… … …No, I can’t remember the details,” Heidi tapped her forehead lightly, “but now I’m roughly sure that I did see its projection while I was in a coma, and I performed emergency hypnosis on myself to preserve important clues… Let me think, I was rescued at the time and temporarily placed in a room on the first floor of the museum… According to what they told me after I came out, that room is close to the main exhibition area… … …
While recalling with difficulty, Heidi asked thoughtfully: "Can't we conclude that the clue is in the museum
"It's difficult. Judging from mysticism, what you saw was not the fragment itself, but a little "shadow" of a huge extraordinary being that leaked out of the real world. The museum is not necessarily the sleeping place of the fragment. There may only be a "crack" there. When humans are in a coma, their spiritual barriers are weak, so your consciousness accidentally crossed the crack and saw...
The view on the other side of the rift.
“This kind of gap on the edge of reality is often not fixed. It was in a museum before, but now it may have moved to another place.”
Fanna explained patiently, then suddenly shook her head: "Of course, we will still conduct a top-level search of the museum and maintain surveillance afterwards. After all, anomalies and phenomena are always out of the ordinary. Maybe the fragment will really remain in the museum in the form of some kind of sealing medium. Even if not, we may be able to find some clues in the fire scene to explain why the "crack" happened to appear in the museum...
"But the subsequent search has nothing to do with you. For safety reasons, it's best for you to stay away from the museum for the next month.
"Of course, I'd like to keep my distance from this matter," Heidi nodded immediately.
That’s enough!
Fanna silently looked at her unlucky friend, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She just stood in silence under the statue of the goddess for half a minute before she suddenly spoke: "Who saved you?"
"Two girls who are still in school, and a man who looks to be in his forties," Heidi thought for a moment, "Coincidentally, one of the two girls is the student my father visited a few days ago, and the man is her uncle... Did I mention him to you? His name is Duncan Strahan, and he's the manager of an antique shop.
“… I’m a little allergic to the name “Duncan” now.
The corners of Vanna's mouth trembled visibly.
Down,
"Although I know it's definitely not one person..."
"My reaction when I first heard the name from my father was the same as yours," Heidi spread her hands. "Speaking of which, I also promised that gentleman that I would go to his house tomorrow afternoon to do a psychological evaluation for his niece. It would be a good opportunity for me to go and say thank you formally then... Everything is a mess today, and it's really not polite for me to say goodbye in a hurry."
"Strictly speaking, it's not just the 'niece' who needs a psychological evaluation," Vanna's expression suddenly became serious, staring straight at Heidi, "all three of them need one.
"Why..." Heidi asked subconsciously, but then she realized, "Ah!"
"Yes, they were all beside you at the time, and you saw the appearance of the sun fragments while you were unconscious," Vanna looked into Heidi's eyes, "If those are really the remains of an ancient god, the contamination may have spread to them through your consciousness. Perhaps the scale of this spreading contamination is small, but it may be fatal to ordinary people.
Heidi was stunned.
In the antique shop in downtown, Duncan had closed the shop early and was sitting in a chair behind the counter in a relaxed posture, while Nina and Shirley were sitting opposite him, one on his left and one on his right.
The two of them took a shower in the upstairs bathroom. Nina changed into new clothes, but Shirley still wore her
Black dress - It's not that Nina is unwilling to lend her clothes to the other party, but the difference in their figures is quite big.
Shirley took the initiative to refuse those clothes that were too big for her.
Of course, it was unknown whether this guy had other concerns when he refused... Maybe she thought that accepting Nina's clothes was equivalent to accepting the gift of the evil god's scroll? Only she herself knew.
On the other side of the counter, Ai Yin the pigeon was strolling leisurely.
There was a pile of French fries on the table behind him - that was what Duncan promised him.
Aiyin got the fries he had been longing for, Nina returned home safely, Duncan rescued his niece, and became more familiar with the power of fire.
Everyone is very happy.
Except Shirley.
She was about to cry—she had felt like crying several times today.
"So... Shirley, you are not actually my classmate... You just used some... "detective skills" to sneak into the school to investigate some things," Nina looked at her finally made friend with a complicated expression. You don't like steam and machinery...
"I can't even understand those textbooks..." Shirley spoke carefully. She answered Nina's words, but her eyes looked at Duncan from time to time, "Sorry, I... I'm sorry.
Nina seemed not to notice Shirley's apology. She just frowned in confusion and said, "But how did you
How did you do that? I... Now that I think about it, you always appeared in my classroom suddenly, and then you were always by my side.
You are always around, but you never attend classes regularly. Even the teachers and classmates nearby don't seem to notice you.
Shirley quickly glanced at Duncan again, and after confirming that his expression was still calm, she whispered: "It's actually a little bit of extraordinary skills..."
"Extraordinary?" Nina widened her eyes in surprise. "Are you an investigator from the church?"
"No, no, I'm not from the church, I..." Shirley glanced at Duncan again. She recalled the precautions that the elder had given her when Nina went upstairs to take a shower. Although she still had no idea why the elder wanted to play the game of "playing human" in this antique shop, she still followed the elder's instructions. "I am a wild... a wild extraordinary person..."
Nina was surprised: "... There are wild supernatural beings?!
"If they are not registered, then they are wild," Shirley said with a kind of self-abandonment, as if she had completely given up on something. "Isn't that what those troublesome guys from the church usually call people like us?"
Nina was stunned as she listened to Shirley's explanation. Then she looked her up and down several times. This scrutinizing look made Shirley feel uncomfortable. Shirley subconsciously dodged: "Why are you looking at me like that..."
"You are so awesome!" Nina suddenly said very seriously.
Shirley was immediately confused: "... Is that what you're feeling?"