Chapter 1 In the Face of "Four Gods' Witness"

Before the power of the phrase "Four Gods' Witness," Sarah Meiel finally grudgingly accepted Lucretia's judgment.

Regardless of what those starlight essences mentioned by the sea witch were, regardless of the true way Duncan Abnomal existed now, at least the leaders of the pilgrimage arks who could directly communicate with the Four Gods had made the decision to "cooperate" with the Vanishing Line, so the decision itself was powerful "evidence."

Or, to put it more extremely—if even the judgments and instructions given by the Four Gods were wrong, then there was no such thing as disaster or not. "All Four Gods are wrong" was the biggest disaster itself.

"We know very little about the subspace. All the laws in the real world may be subverted in that area," Lucretia turned her head, her eyes passing through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, as if looking at the distant sea, and said unhurriedly, "The Vanishing Line 'returning' to our real world from the subspace will inevitably cause a series of changes. You know, back then, just a little bit of influence turned the Brilliant Star and the Sea Mist into what they are now. So, what about the Vanishing Line, which has been immersed in the subspace for a century? What about my father?"

"Many things should have been expected." She withdrew her gaze from the window and turned to quietly look into Sarah Meiel's eyes.

"Frankly, I don't even care how much of his 'essence' is still the original Duncan Abnomal—even if only a glimmer of starlight belongs to me, you are willing to welcome me for this glimmer, as long as I still stand on the 'mortal' side as a whole, that's enough."

Listening to the male warlock's passionate narration, Sarah Meiel's eyes changed several times, and finally settled into a sigh: "Yes, at most this is a friendly existence, which is much better than a real subspace ghost."

Lucretia Rutaran-Aiya no longer spoke, but nodded heavily.

"How is Talan Scholar doing?" Sarah Meiel asked again after a moment of silence, "I heard that he was caught in a 'dream crisis', and it was you and your father who solved it together?"

Sarah Meiel immediately reacted: "Meaning…"

"You…you want to go out and stroll…" Before Shirley could speak, Duncan had already calmed down and proactively said, "I've already told Mr. Morris…"

It wasn't until Lucretia Rutaran-Aiya finished speaking that the governor, who had rich life experience, slowly nodded after a dozen seconds of silence in the office.

At that moment, the expression on her face suddenly changed somewhat complicatedly, and in the depths of her eyes, it seemed that many thoughts were surging—perhaps mixed with past memories, perhaps mixed with inexplicable emotions, but in the end, she restrained all the changes in her eyes, and when she turned her head to look at Shirley, there was only a faint smile on her face.

Duncan stared blankly at the banknotes handed to her, and didn't react for a moment.

"I don't know where to go either," Duncan stood up, patted the dust off her skirt, "Didn't that elf uncle recommend a market two blocks away? Let's just go there—anyway, I don't want to go to any so-called 'food street'."

Duncan was still wearing the dress she liked the most. At this time, she was squatting on the ground, unbuckling the straps of her sandals. Noticing the gaze from the side, she looked up: "What's wrong, Nina?"

This was a rare shore leave during a long sea voyage, and in the end, it couldn't be wasted.

After that, she also mentioned the intelligence from the Cressey city-state—about the Seventh Long Night mentioned by the "Doomsday Evangelist," and those mystical "sermons."

Sarah Meiel didn't speak. His brows were tightly furrowed, then he slowly raised his head, looking at the bright sunlight outside the window—the "sun" locked by the double rune ring was crossing the highest point in the sky, and it would soon be noon.

In the next ten minutes, she told the governor everything she knew, including the purpose of those Annihilation cultists and the situation of the Sun Spawn she saw in the dream.

Nina turned her head and looked in Duncan's direction.

Buffy was startled, turned around and saw a tall and dignified figure standing at the door, and immediately relaxed.

The very last thing was the friends to bring when going out.

"Yeah," Duncan patted the small bag around her waist, "A' Gou reminded me."

"Hey, hey, I know," Nina waved her hands repeatedly, although her tone seemed impatient, the smile on her face was as dim as ever. Then she came over, took Duncan's arm, and dragged her towards the intersection, "Then we're leaving! We'll be back before evening!"

Nina smiled, "Have you thought about where you want to go?"

"Aren't you going to the market?" Shirley's voice startled her out of her daze, "This is today's spending money—don't spend it all at once. Nina's has already been given."

"Talan-Aier has already left?" Lu Buffy Heiya suddenly asked.

Duncan was still stunned, until A' Gou's reminder came from her mind, and she suddenly reacted, hesitantly took the banknotes, which were not actually large in denomination, then turned her face away and muttered as if to divert her embarrassment: "I thought you were going to grab me back to do my homework…"

Shirley watched the two girls disappear at the opposite intersection. After a while, his gaze returned and fell on the empty space where Lu Buffy Heiya was originally: "Back from City Hall?"

At the small gate, Nina carefully checked her clothes and the things she wanted to bring.

The former almost reflexively shrank her neck and held back for a few seconds before cautiously opening her mouth: "Or…or I won't go…"

Duncan was dragged over in such a rare state of clarity. In the middle, she looked back at Shirley, opened her mouth as if wanting to say something, but in the end, she said nothing. She just suddenly smiled and waved towards this side while being dragged away by Nina.

"We won't go far," Nina said with a smile, "Just to the market not far away."

The temperature in this southern city-state was much higher than in Buffy, even though it was now the warmer late autumn, you still had to wear light clothes when going out—she put on her favorite dress, and then paired it with newly bought lightweight sandals, and her mood became cheerful.

"Yes, I was just about to talk about that," Lucretia Rutaran-Aiya immediately composed her expression and said quite seriously, "About the so-called 'dream' that Grandmaster Talan-Aier fell into, it may be simpler than you think. My father confirmed some intelligence that is related to those heretics…"

The two girls walked down the steps in front of the small gate, but at that moment, the sound of the lock opening and the door shaft turning suddenly came from the small gate behind them.

"The Dream of the Renowned…there is indeed no such term in the Elven cultural system, but it really makes one think of the Creation Dream of the demon god Sasroka," Sarah Meiel said thoughtfully, "However, if there really exists such a huge 'dream', why hasn't anyone discovered its existence in thousands of years? These heretics say that elves are the 'channel' to this dream, but as far as I know, situations like Talan-Aier have never happened before."

"…Dusk is approaching, the sun is beginning to become violent', so those who were once exiled and erased may return to this world…"

Nina nodded and then looked at the small bag around her waist: "Did you bring mosquito repellent? There are more mosquitoes in this city than in Buffy."

Lucretia Rutaran-Aiya turned her head and looked in the direction where Nina and Buffy had just left.

The small tote bag contained keys, change, and a map. According to Ms. Lucretia Rutaran-Aiya's reminder, she also brought mosquito-repellent incense and potion, so it should be considered well-prepared.

"We also discussed that, the most likely explanation is—the appearance of the Dream of the Renowned is also one of the omens and evidence of the approaching 'Seventh Long Night'."

"I know." Shirley just nodded lightly, then walked to the two girls and looked at Buffy, "Don't come back too late, try not to go to other districts, if you get lost, call me, I'll send Aiyi to pick you up…"

Sarah Meiel listened seriously with a serious expression, without interrupting from beginning to end.

For some reason, Buffy suddenly felt that the "male warlock's" mood seemed to have suddenly improved—very, very good.

"Take it." Shirley interrupted her, then handed over a few banknotes.

"The Church has issued announcements to every city-state, and the warnings you issued to this world are beginning to take effect…"

Nina showed a smile: "Okay, then we're leaving~"

Buffy nodded: "I saw it from the beginning."

"Left half an hour ago. He said he was worried about his laboratory," Shirley nodded, then asked, "What did you talk about with the governor in City Hall?"

Although they suffered a great shock when tasting "local specialties" before, so much so that the two girls even had the urge to return to the ship for a while, Nina and Duncan ultimately did not turn that urge into practice.

"The Dream of the Renowned may have only appeared recently, or rather 'manifested'," Lucretia Rutaran-Aiya said seriously, "It may have always been in a dormant state, or in a 'suppressed' state, so no one has ever noticed its existence, but as the Seventh Long Night approaches, it is gradually becoming active…"

After an unknown amount of time, he finally broke the silence in a low voice, but was repeating the "sermons" of the Doomsday Evangelists as if talking to himself—

Accompanying his voice, Lu Buffy Heiya's figure suddenly appeared in the empty space—like a mirage turning into reality, she walked out of the phantom, with a hint of surprise on her face: "So you've already discovered me?"