The "Haiyan" stopped.
When this terrible assaulter stopped, it had almost turned into a pile of debris under the continuous bombardment. The original hull structure had long since disappeared, and there was not even a complete deck or building wreckage to be found. The torn hull and internal materials were scattered on the sea. Slowly spreading black mud floated among the fragmented wreckage, and the remaining flames were burning among these fragments, and dirty smoke billowed up.
And the path that the Haiyan had charged along was covered with those strange substances that looked like mud - the ominous black color outlined a belt-like trace that was more than ten nautical miles long in the sea water, like the disgusting mucus left by some soft-bodied creature when it crawled ashore, slowly floating and undulating on the sea with the wind and waves, and it lasted for a long time.
The roar of the coastal artillery stopped, and the thick smell of gunpowder filled the entire coastline. Li Si stared at the burning wreckage on the sea in the distance. It took a long time before he was sure that the thing had really stopped completely. He hesitantly broke the silence: "Is it over?"
"...it may just be the beginning," Agatha said in a hoarse voice, with pale light flashing in her eyes from time to time. Although the "Sea Petrel" had stopped moving, she was still worriedly observing the scene in the spirit world to confirm whether there were still things in the wreckage moving towards the city-state. "Don't forget, the problem with the Sea Petrel occurred after it returned from Dagger Island."
Liszt's expression turned very ugly.
"When was the last time that island sent back news?"
"Just a few hours ago, the telegram indicated that everything was normal on the island," Lister frowned, "and there has been no problem with the church's spiritual communications."
"...Block Dagger Island, Colonel. From now on, no news should be transmitted from this island." Agatha exhaled lightly. "I will return to the cathedral now to confirm that further blockade orders will be issued soon."
"Thank you for your help, Ms. Agatha."
"Everything is for the peace of the city," Agatha said softly, reciting the short motto from the Deathly Hallows. "Everything is in order."
"What's that sound?" Morris held his head nervously and looked at Duncan helplessly, "Is it thunder?"
Duncan had a thoughtful expression on his face. The first thing he thought of was the letter of complaint he handed to the old guard. The next thing he remembered was the direction of Dagger Island - did he really predict it
A thunderous sound was heard from a long distance away, one after another, even louder than the last. Judging from the direction from which the sound came, it seemed to be in the distance on the coast on the east side of the city-state.
Duncan raised his head and looked at the sky in the direction where the sound came from. He vaguely saw that there seemed to be clouds rising over there.
The soldiers running around in the port and the black "oil" spreading on the sea were reflected in its eyes, which were slightly flickering with green flames.
"It sounds like a cannon," Duncan said, his expression slightly changed, "Coastal defense gun
What happened? Why is there a salvo of coastal artillery fire...?"
Duncan withdrew his gaze from the distance and nodded to Alice and Vanna. "It was an invasion, but it was stopped by the Frost People."
Alice's expression changed slightly: "Invasion?!
"If I'm not mistaken, it's from Dagger Island. The Frostbite people should be aware of the seriousness of the problem now. It won't be so easy to find the things on this island." Duncan's tone was quite calm. "Now that Tyrian has also come to the vicinity of Dagger Island, his Sea Fog Fleet will further tense the mood of the Frostbite authorities. In any case, when the whole city knows about the martial law, the Annihilation Cultists hiding in the city will definitely take action. At this time, it will be much easier to find them."
Alice was stuck for a moment, as if she was thinking carefully whether the number of words she and Ai knew combined exceeded that of Agou. At this moment, the faint roar that had been coming from afar finally stopped.
Duncan listened attentively to the noise in the distance.
"The sound stopped...
"
"Don't worry about it for now."
After such a long period of running-in and adaptation, the connection between him and Vanna is now much closer and clearer than at the beginning. When her attention is focused enough, she can even share Vanna's vision and some of her other perceptions, and use Vanna as a springboard to transmit some power without the main body taking action.
Duncan didn't say anything, but through the vague mental connection, he sensed what Vanna had discovered in the distance.
In the eastern port area of Frost, a chubby white dove was standing on a tower, with one of its round little eyes looking at the smoke-filled sea and the other looking at the port.
Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings was heard, and an inconspicuous-looking fat pigeon flapped its wings and took off from the shadow of the nearby building, flying quickly into the distance.
"Don't worry, I'll ask Vanna to check the situation," Duncan said, then raised his head and looked at the house in front of him that seemed to be a little old, "Continue to talk about the situation of this house."
It turned out to be the right choice to arrange for Alice and Vanna to solve the accommodation problem - it was something that no one else on the ship could handle.
"This house is 44 Oak Street, next door to Fireplace Street. The landlord has another residence on Fireplace Street and will not come to disturb us on weekdays. There is a small path connecting the two blocks. The cathedral is located in the large square between the two blocks, which is some distance away from here. Vanna took out the key from her pocket and opened the door, followed by Duncan and Morris.
Duncan listened to the old man's detailed introduction while also looking around the temporary residence in front of him.
After entering the front door, there is a foyer where you need to take off your shoes and change clothes, followed by a pretty nice living room with slightly yellowed light-patterned wallpaper on the walls. The dining room is connected to the living room, and there is another bedroom next to the dining room. The stairs leading to the second floor are right in front of the front door, and it seems that most of the bedrooms are on the second floor.
It's not a very exquisite residence, but it's more than enough as a temporary place to stay - it's even a little more spacious than Pland's two-story building which serves as both a shop and a residence.
This is a single-family building with typical northern city-state characteristics. The gray-white exterior walls are slightly smooth and coated with porous mortar with excellent thermal insulation. The house has two floors with relatively spacious windows. There are wall lamps and mailbox openings next to the black door. The roof is tall and steep, covered with black tiles to facilitate the melting and falling of snow. Steam and gas pipes extend from thick pipes above the block and are delivered into the building along the gables.
Alice at the side immediately coughed twice and continued the annoying introduction that was interrupted just now - although the faint roar coming from the distance was still continuing, but since the captain was so calm, there was obviously nothing to worry about: "This house was selected by Vanna and I from two rental houses - the other three were either too close to the city center and inconvenient to move around, or the house itself was in poor condition and not suitable for living. Although this one is a bit old, the landlord has maintained the house well and it is also quite clean inside.
"We have a short-term lease. The average daily rent is higher than long-term lease, but we can check out at any time. We have paid half a month's rent. Duncan and I have met the landlord, who is a well-educated lady who is easy to talk to. After learning that I am a traveling scholar, she generously sent me some daily necessities.
The floor was a little loose when stepped on, making a slight creaking sound that symbolized the passage of time. The simple tables and chairs glowed in the sun, and there was not much dust. On the table in the restaurant, there was a bouquet of brightly colored flowers - obviously artificial flowers made of cloth or plastic.
"This was also sent by the landlord. It is said that it is a custom in Frost. The landlord prepares a bouquet of flowers that will not wither in winter for the new tenant, which indicates good wishes."
"... Every place has its own unique rules," Duncan said with a slight smile, "This place is not bad... And it's far from the main road, so it should be relatively quiet."
Half an hour later.
Duncan's mouth twitched for a moment: "... Ai may indeed be complaining about being bored, but I guess its purpose is not to come to the city to do homework."
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the second floor: "It seems that if Nina and Ai were to do their homework, they would not complain about the lack of time on the boat.
Chatted."
Duncan deadpanned, "I'm not complimenting you - it's not something to be proud of that you and Ai know less words than a dog combined."
Morris, who was not as strong as Alice, scratched his hair and smiled harmlessly: "Hehe..."
Duncan waved his hand. "It doesn't matter. You should try harder. Now Agou can even roughly understand the newspaper. Ai is still struggling with the spelling of twelve common vegetables. I am deeply worried about your future. If you continue like this, you won't even be able to catch up with Alice."
Just then, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation outside the living room.
Duncan looked towards the door in surprise.
You just moved in and have guests
"I'll go open the door," Alice said, and walked to the door. After opening it, she uttered a surprised voice, "You are..."
A little girl in a thick black coat and a woolen hat was standing in the doorway.