Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 585

[Chapter 583 The gradually gathering intelligence]

Listening to these words that Morris recorded from an ancient elf narrative poem, Duncan gradually showed a thinking expression.

“Due to its long history and spanning the dark period before the city-state era, these sentences have been translated from ancient languages and restored and supplemented by later generations of scholars. They may not be 100% restored to the original record, but I believe they are still meaningful,” Morris Then he said, “It should be very helpful for us to understand the dream of creation and the current phenomenon of ‘Dream of the Nameless One’.”

Duncan touched his chin and said while thinking: “Saslokar created all things in the dream, but he didn’t know What are dreams…how do you think this sentence should be understood?”

Morris thought for a while: “According to my understanding, this may refer to the difference between the perspective of gods observing the world and that of mortals, or the creation of elves. In world mythology, there is something special about Saslokar, the ‘original dreamer’ – for a god who wanders in dreams, maybe the boundary between dreams and reality is meaningless? To him , maybe the real world is just a dream that can be modified at any time, and dreams can also be used to replace reality at any time, so he doesn’t know what dreams are…” “This is

a… more reasonable explanation,” Duncan He nodded slowly, “What

about the last two sentences?” “As for the last two sentences, scholars among the elves actually have their own interpretations,” Morris replied, “They believe that these two sentences refer to the great demon god Sa. One day, Sloka learned that the ‘elves’ he created had different perceptions of the dream world, and for the first time he wondered about the boundary between reality and dreams. This might be a ‘crisis’. In this crisis, Sloka Sloka almost ‘waked up’, and in this unstable state, he created the ‘Dreamless One’ among the elves.” “The Dreamless

One…” Duncan nodded slightly, “I remember that the elves made this regarded as a birth defect.”

“Yes, this is consistent with the legend – the Dreamless were born at a moment when Sasloka was unstable. They are the result of the Creator’s ‘trance’, so they are defective, I will never be able to enter the ‘Dream Paradise’ for the rest of my life, but…”

Morris paused after saying this, and then continued after a brief recollection: “But precisely because of this, in a very small number of legends, there is also a saying that Sasloka is the patron saint of the ‘Dreamless’—— But this interpretation has very low recognition in elven society, even better in modern times. In ancient times, this was basically a deviant statement.” “

Saslokar is the patron saint of the dreamless… “Fana on the side muttered, “If I guess correctly, this should have been proposed by the Dreamless people who were discriminated against and oppressed by society when they gathered together to keep warm – maybe it was just to find a spiritual support for their own group.”

“Indeed,” Morris nodded. “This theory first appeared in the Dark Ages and was spread on some ‘exile islands’ under the control of the elven city-states – the elves at that time believed that the ‘Dreamless Ones’ were cursed. The latter’s congenital defects will cause a ‘big hole’ to appear in the dream world, thus attracting nightmares and heart-devouring shadows, and then exile the defective compatriots to isolated islands on the edge of the civilized world… “In those far away from the core

civilization In the settlement, there was an initial statement about ‘Sasloka being the protector of the dreamless people’, and the exiles used this as support to survive the long and difficult night.

“Then, with the development of the times and the gradual expansion of the influence of the Four Gods’ Faith, as well as the gradual rise of the penal colony itself, this kind of exile was gradually abolished, and the ‘special culture’ born in the penal colony also flowed back to the elves. The mainstream society, but it is obvious that although the mainstream society can accept the compatriots who have been exiled, it cannot accept their ‘deviant’ culture…”

Duncan listened in silence, and could not help but compare this information with the recent events in his mind. The unusual events in Qingfeng Port and the clues were connected in series – the information was reorganized in his mind, and he vaguely felt that he was about to touch the most critical logical chain.

But he still lacks some more effective references, some more useful information…

While thinking, a familiar breath suddenly appeared in his perception.

The sound of a servant opening the door and greeting came from the direction of the foyer, followed by footsteps, and a moment later, Lucretia’s figure appeared in the living room.

Lucretia was followed by the clockwork doll Runi – this clockwork doll dressed as a maid also held a particularly large cloth rabbit doll with a weird and scary style in its arms.

The next second, the weird and horrifying rabbit doll suddenly moved, and then quickly jumped from Luni’s arms to the ground, making a high-pitched voice while jumping: “It’s finally here, it’s finally here! The rabbi finally came to town! The rabbi is going to make a big fuss today…”

Duncan looked at the rabbit doll silently, and other eyes in the living room also fell on the strange rabbit.

The weird doll that was jumping around in the living room a second ago and announcing that it was going to make a scene suddenly stopped. It slowly raised its head and confirmed the situation in the living room with its button-nailed eyes. After two or three seconds, it Finally, he shivered, and then slowly walked to the corner farthest from Duncan, sat down with a “pop”, and began to pretend that he was a real rag doll.

Everything happened so fast that Nina and Shirley, who were sitting across from Duncan, didn’t even understand what was happening.

Two seconds later, Lucretia’s voice finally broke the silence in the living room: “Don’t worry, it is not very honest sometimes, so I rarely take it into the city.” Then she turned to

Duncan again, with a hint of Smiling and nodding: “But since you are here, Rabbi will be more well-behaved than ever before.”

The puppet Luni also stepped forward and bowed in front of Duncan: “Good day, old master.

” After saying hello, the clockwork doll raised its head, seeming to be looking for something in its surroundings.

“Alice is in the kitchen,” Duncan couldn’t help but laugh, “Go find her if you want.”

Luni turned her head, checked with her hostess again, and happily left the living room after receiving permission.

Duncan’s eyes then fell on Lucretia: “Everything goes well?”

“Everything goes well, I have already found Sarah Meyer, and then returned to the Brilliant Star and mentioned it to Tirian What happened here…”

Listening to Lucretia describing her actions today, Duncan nodded slightly, and then took a long breath.

“Okay, I understand the basic situation, so now that everyone is here…it’s time to tell you what I found here.” Everyone

in the living room immediately subconsciously adjusted their sitting postures, and even some people were a little nervous from the beginning. Shirley, who had been napping, suddenly became energetic.

Because they heard something different from the captain’s tone.

Duncan did not show off. He quickly told the situation he currently knew, especially the speculation about the “goat head”.

However, he did not talk too much about the “details” of what is currently wrong on the Homeless Ship – because this part of the content can only increase the uneasiness of others, and it is of no benefit at this stage to solving the changes in Qingfeng Port.

The mere suggestion of a possible connection between the Goat’s Head and Sasloka was enough to bring a deathly silence to the entire living room.

After Duncan finished telling the general situation, no one spoke for a long time.

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment until Nina broke the silence: “That goat head that keeps talking all day long…may be related to the ‘Great Demon Sasloka’ in the elven legend? Isn’t this a bit…”

“An outrageous conjecture, but there seem to be some clues pointing in this direction,” Duncan said with a serious expression. “The Goat Head itself is not clear about its origins, and the Lost Home is sailing in the fog with a strange atmosphere. It happened to appear at midnight when the Dream of the Nameless One had the strongest influence, and the words “May He linger in the dream” were written on the door of the captain’s cabin of that ship – this sentence is obviously connected with the ancient legend of the elves. , coupled with the strange state of the suspicious ‘goat head’ on the ship and its strange reaction when it mentioned Silantis… all of this cannot be a coincidence.”

Lucretia’s expression changed rapidly, strange A solemn uneasiness appeared in her eyes, and she couldn’t help but look at her father a few more times before he said hesitantly: “Goat head… I remember you said that it is an existence from subspace… Not to mention that the elves are ancient. Why did the legendary ‘God of Creation’ look like that? Even if the goat head is really related to ‘Saslokar’, how could the Lost Home…”

She stopped and seemed to be unable to find it. He used the right words to continue speaking, and after a few seconds, he continued: “How does the Lost Home have anything to do with all of this?” Duncan noticed the

source of Lucretia’s uneasiness.

She was talking about the Lost Home – yet all her nervousness seemed to fall on herself.

“Don’t be afraid, Lucy, everything is not out of control,” Duncan said slowly, his voice was calm and seemed to have reassuring power, “There are too many secrets in subspace, even I can’t explain it. How much impact has it had on the Lost Home, but one thing is certain: as long as I still have humanity, the ship will not lose control again, and I am very sober now.” “Yes, yes,” Shirley said quickly

. , she was made nervous by the astonishing information she just heard. When she heard Duncan’s words, she immediately said as if to strengthen her courage, “There is a captain, there will be no problem with that ship, the captain is very understanding of human nature.” …”

Duncan: “…?”

The surrounding eyes instantly focused on Shirley, but the latter hadn’t reacted yet and was still talking: “The Homeless Ship is usually a bit weird, but… …”

Agou finally emerged from the shadow next to the sofa and patted Shirley on the head with his paw: “Shut up!”

(End of Chapter)