Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 791 Sailor’s Farewell?

The sailor opened his mouth and seemed to suddenly hesitate again, but under Duncan's calm gaze, his hesitation finally turned into calmness. He spread his hands and felt that he had never spoken so relaxedly in front of Captain Duncan as he did today: It's just that I feel sorry for Captain Lawrence - I left in a hurry, without saying a proper goodbye to him, or even telling him that I might not be coming back, while the crew of the White Oak was probably still waiting for me...

He paused, smiling slightly regretfully but with relief.

Please tell me that Sailor is honored to have served on the White Oak for such a period of time. Although it was not a long time and it was always noisy on the ship, it was indeed the most noisy experience in my memory. Have a nice time.

I don't have any personal property, so please apologize to Gus, the first mate of the White Oak, for me. I bet the two pounds of fine tobacco I owe him are probably unpaid. I also owe the second mate and the sailor. I owe it to the stoker, to the mechanic and to the priest...

He counted a few people's names on his fingers, and then spread his hands: You see, gambling doesn't end well, right, including betting with others.

Finally, I have a message for you. I originally planned to write you a letter secretly, and then find a place to leave quietly by myself, because I always feel that it would be embarrassing to say some things in person, but you see, things will always happen. Unexpected...

The sailor babbled, and under Duncan's calm and gentle gaze, he took a long breath - the cold air slowly escaped from his lungs that no longer needed to breathe, and merged into the ubiquitous fog. middle.

He looked at Duncan, his withered eyes filled with unprecedented seriousness and solemnity.

I was honored, and even though I was terrified at first, I was honored to be a member of the Lost Home for a brief period.

You are the greatest explorer and captain in history. What you want to do will definitely come true. I have no basis for it, and I don’t understand prophecies or anything like that, but that’s how I feel... What you want to do, It will definitely happen.

Therefore, if there really is a new world in the future, I hope you can still remember the story of Sea Song and tell its story to future people, so that people at that time will know that in the days when the world is gradually coming to an end, what was once There is such a group of people who are trying their best.

Finally, thank you, thank you for your efforts so far, thank you for still trying to save this world... Although it is a cold and twisted place for me now, I vaguely remember that it is a good place.

A rope snaked and crawled to the puppet's feet, and bumped the latter's calf with the head of the rope.

I'm a little nervous... Alice whispered, although the captain said it's okay, I'm still very nervous...

The surrounding ropes, buckets and other debris were shaking, making a series of somewhat chaotic movements.

Alice heard her friends' responses in the jumble of voices.

They were more nervous than she was.

The whole ship is nervous...

Captain, you are back. Vanna showed a relieved expression on her face and said to Duncan with a smile. Then her expression became complicated. She raised her finger and pointed to Abnormal 077 next to her. Captain, sailor, he...

Duncan raised his hand to indicate that he was aware of the situation, and set his sights on Anomaly 077: I heard it all, let's continue, 'just' what?

You don’t remember Him, but He remembers you, Vanna said calmly and firmly. Only at this point, she has never wavered in her faith. The goddess will remember every one of His children, even if they are as lost as you. for two centuries. (The original text of the Storm) also describes it this way: Prayer is just a form, and our connection with the goddess is established on a deeper level.

The sailor turned his head and glanced at Vanna with some surprise: You are really a devout believer.

Fanna's expression was a little strange: Am I not pious enough?

Fanna's expression changed slightly. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She just heard the mummy continue calmly: After completing this final mission, I should retire from the ship. There is nothing to take away. Those tattered shrouds and sailor's blouses are things that should no longer exist in this world. They will probably disappear with me, so you don't have to help me deal with anything. only……

A calm and majestic voice suddenly came from behind them: Just what?

The sailor was startled and turned around instantly. Fanna next to him also immediately got off the barrel and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

I don’t know. The sailor thought for a while and shook his head. He was probably just distracted. You know, anyway, a corpse usually has nothing to do. It doesn’t need to eat, drink, or sleep. And there are still people on this ship. Basically no one needs to work. You see, this ship can keep itself in order. The busiest thing about the ship is rearranging the things that Miss Alice has messed up...

Vanna didn't speak, just listened calmly to the mummy's chattering - after arriving on the Lost Home, the sailor rarely spoke, but when he occasionally spoke, it would become such a chattering that it even made people doubt that he had ever spoken. When I was a human, I probably had such a nagging temperament.

After a while, when the sailor finally finished talking, Vanna smiled faintly and shook her head: Don't say these words to Alice, she will be very sad.

The sailor thought for a while and did not dare to continue thinking.

My mission is coming to an end, he said suddenly, as if changing the subject. The captain has been given a new 'route', and maybe he won't need me after that.

That's the goddess protecting you. Vanna didn't know how to respond for a moment. She could only say this after a brief hesitation. He knew you were coming, and his voice would naturally appear in the ears of his believers.

…But I don’t remember Him, the sailor muttered. I only remember that I have been to this place and that some things happened here, but other than that, those days as a priest of the Deep Sea Church and the days of praying in the church , to me it is already another person’s life. I guess I’m no longer a follower of His—I haven’t prayed to Him once in more than two centuries.

Miss Vanna, good afternoon, the sailor muttered, saying hello listlessly, and then sighed in his tone, hey, you are really tall.

People often say this, Vanna said lightly, and casually sat down on another barrel next to her. She also glanced at the direction the sailor was looking at just now. Agatha said, "You have been here for a day, what are you thinking about?"

The sailor raised his head again and looked at the thick fog and the direction where the temple stood.

...You can hear it too, the faint sound of the waves. he said suddenly.

There was a slightly surprised expression on Vanna's face, but the sailor didn't seem to care about her response. He continued to speak before she spoke: "I can hear that from the time I decided to set off, I can I heard that voice, and someone spoke to me in a low voice over the sound of the waves, although I could not understand the words. He always talks to me like I'm talking to you now...on and on. Am I somewhat... offending the gods by saying this?

Hey, I know, I definitely won't say it. The sailor waved his hand, his expression suddenly a little complicated. Anyway... I probably won't have a chance to say it in the future.

Fanna raised her eyebrows when she heard this, but did not say anything while hesitating.

The mist flows like a veil between the abandoned islands. The sea outside the ship's side is still as calm as when it came, and the ancient temple standing deep in the mist has completely disappeared at the end of the sea. It was covered by the mist, as if A dream that never happened in the first place.

The sailor sat on a barrel on the stern deck, staring blankly at the floating fog in the distance. He remained motionless in this position for a long time.

The sound of footsteps came from nearby, finally awakening the mummy from his trance. He shook his body, turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and then raised his head again.

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