Deep Sea Embers

There was great power in the gatekeeper's words, and her voice cascaded through the chaotic and inexplicable depths of the spirit world with the thunderous reverberation of her tin cane striking the floor.

In an instant, the invisible "whisperers" in the room quieted down again, and the whole world fell into a temporary silence, and after just a few seconds, there was a low-pitched roar coming from afar—that It seemed to be a huge body approaching with heavy steps.

Agatha raised her hand, and let her eyeballs look directly at the direction of the sound, and where her gaze was, it was the window that was nailed up with layers of wooden boards—a pale light glowed in the gap of the window. Suddenly, all the lights trembled, and then dimmed, as if a huge thing had come to the window.

In the next second, those criss-cross planks shattered silently, and countless gray-black fragments flew silently, and then stagnated in the mid-air near the window, as if frozen in amber, and a giant appeared out the window.

The giant was wearing a black robe representing death. The body under the robe was covered with bandages. Only the eyes on the head emitted a dim yellow shimmer. Standing outside the building, his body was almost as large as an entire house. Then, the giant bent down slightly, making his head level with the window on the second floor—he turned his head, and there was no expression on his bandage-covered face. Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand, Hold out three fingers to Agatha.

"Three questions and answers." The giant said in a thunderous voice.

Agatha froze for a moment when she saw the giant.

This was not the gatekeeper she was familiar with - the gatekeeper she communicated with on weekdays did not have such a huge body, and this one in front of her was obviously a higher-level messenger... Why did this messenger respond to her call?

But soon, she suppressed the doubts in her heart—the envoys were all under the orders of Bartok, the god of death. She didn't need to delve into this matter. The most important thing at the moment was to understand what happened here.

"I'm looking for the last lingering soul in this room," she said, pointing to the empty table not far away with her cane. "He may have been contaminated, but his whereabouts are unknown now."

"That soul has left, has entered the kingdom of rest, has a great power to erase his debt, and pollution is no longer a problem."

The Messenger of Death outside the window spoke in a thunderous voice, and then put away a finger: There are still two questions and answers.

Agatha was stunned for a moment, and immediately noticed the word "Weili" in the mouth of the messenger. She quickly thought about it and weighed it, and asked the second question: "Where did the power come from? Who erased the debt of that soul? "

"Fire usurper." The envoy's cloudy yellow eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, and there was a hint of warning when he said the word, and then he put away another finger.

Agatha felt a sudden dizziness when she heard the word "fire usurper". She suddenly realized that she was in contact with some kind of "knowledge" from the depths of the world, which had never been seen before. The world has been made public.

But she didn’t mess up—communicating with the gatekeeper on the “other side” and occasionally being exposed to some dangerous knowledge is commonplace. Even though she was young, she had experience in this area, and since the messenger outside the window chose to tell herself , which means that this vocabulary is at least within her range.

If it is really a matter of taboo level, the envoy will remind you.

Agatha collected herself, took a light breath, and asked the third question: "Who is the tamperer?"

"Humanity."

The messenger outside the window said, and then he put away his last finger, and his figure disappeared in a gust of howling wind, without giving Agatha a chance to continue talking.

Those fragments of planks that were scattered and still in the air flew up and reassembled into the original appearance in an instant. The windows of the room were closed again, and chaotic pale light poured into the room through the cracks of the windows, falling on the slightly astonished On Agatha.

The young gatekeeper stood there in a daze. For the first time in her life, she felt a little overwhelmed after talking with the gatekeeper on the "other side", whose answer to her last question was still clearly lingering in her mind , but she has no idea what this inexplicable answer is all about!

Humanity? What kind of answer is that? Meaning... the fire usurper is a human? The power that can be called "Great Power" by the messenger of death comes from a human?

What kind of "human" is this? ! Is this still "human"? !

Noisy voices gradually sounded, and there seemed to be countless invisible snoopers in the air outside the triangle. This noise interrupted Agatha's thinking. The eyeball in her hand turned, and saw what was happening outside the triangle barrier. There are strands of jet-black matter like strands of hair spreading out, like ink dripping into the water, more and more.

The spirit world began to expel himself, the uninvited guest.

She shook her head, raised her hand to put her eyeballs back into their sockets, and at the same time picked up her cane and waved lightly, dispersing the pale flames outlining a triangular outline on the floor.

In an instant, the spirit world subsided, the sound resumed, and the color and light once again filled her vision. She returned to the busy scene of the guards, and her subordinates were still working nervously and orderly around.

Agatha moved her eyeballs, and casually took out a small bottle from her coat pocket, pinched the cap off, raised her head, and dripped two drops of eye drops into her eye sockets.

The feeling of dryness and discomfort quickly subsided.

A subordinate came from the side, and waited for Agatha to put away the medicine bottle before asking, "Have you found any clues?"

"The soul has already left, and the gatekeeper on the 'opposite side' confirmed that the soul has passed through Bartok's gate and entered the resting place," Agatha said lightly, "...that's all, there are no more clues."

For safety reasons, she did not mention the word "fire usurper" to her subordinates.

This word obviously has power, and even directly points to extremely dangerous deep knowledge. If you say it directly, you don’t know what will happen-it’s best to investigate the literature after you go back.

The subordinates obviously also noticed Agatha's concealment, but as an experienced guard, he nodded and returned to work without asking any questions.

At this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded from the corridor outside, interrupting Agatha's thoughts.

A guard who was taking care of the downstairs came in: "Your Excellency, the gatekeeper, the lady is awake."

Is the young Sen'jin awake?

Agatha immediately let go of her thoughts for the time being, hurried to the first floor, and saw Galoni who had woken up from her sleep.

This stout lady with stone-like skin was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of calming herbal tea prepared by the pastor in her hand, looking at the tea table in front of her in a trance, until Agatha sat down opposite her and gently She tapped on the table before she reacted slowly.

"Hello, my name is Agatha, you should know me," said the young gatekeeper, while carefully observing the situation of the opposite party, "Do you know what happened?"

"My...my name is Galoni," the female apprentice holding herbal tea said slowly, her eyes seemed a little erratic, as if she hadn't completely broken out of her sleep, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Gatekeeper, I... My mind is still in a mess. I feel like I had a long, long dream. In my dream, I kept solving math problems, which proved over and over again that I have never been so tired after all the learning experiences from childhood to adulthood... ..."

"Solving math problems?" Agatha was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a thoughtful expression, "Do you still remember how you fell into a deep sleep? Before you fell into a deep sleep, who did you receive, or did you do?" What happened?"

Galone frowned slightly, as if she was trying hard to remember, but after half a minute she still shook her head apologetically: "I'm sorry, I don't remember, I don't even remember everything from yesterday afternoon to now— —If it wasn’t for the reminders from these guards, I wouldn’t even know… something happened at home.”

Agatha frowned deeply.

Memory overlays, deep sleep, and "solving math problems" sound... a bit like powers wielded by the clergy of the God of Wisdom.

But the god of wisdom is also one of the four righteous gods, why would his priests do such a thing?

They are not heretics.

I always feel that there are too many things to be confused about today.

Agatha rubbed her forehead with some headache.

All kinds of complicated and chaotic lines were entangled in her mind.

The strange and suspicious battle traces in the alleys outside, the recent cult activities in the city-state, the "element" and the suspicious accidents in the mine, the strange things that happened in this house, the message conveyed by the messenger of death...

"Excuse me..." Galoni looked nervously at the gatekeeper in front of her. Even though he looked very young, she still couldn't help feeling uneasy when facing the highest-level church spokesperson in the city-state, "My teacher, he Are you ok?"

"Your teacher?" Agatha was a little puzzled.

"He should be upstairs, his name is Brown Scott," Galone quickly explained, "I just woke up in a state of confusion, I forgot to say, he needs to be quiet..."

Agatha was stunned for a moment.