Chapter 100

Chapter 100 “Fiction And Reality In History”

“Captain, are you sure this is really okay?” Alice looked nervously at the “small flame” in Duncan’s finger, causing her two hands to grasp the lace decoration on the side of her clothes, “Please don’t burn my room down...”

Duncan held the ball of fire while looking for a place to start, but at seeing the way Alice was behaving, he sighed and took a moment to explain. “My ghost fire is completely under my control, don’t you believe me?”

When Alice heard this, she flailed her hand up in the air: “I believe, I believe...”

Only then did Duncan withdraw his gaze and focus his mind.

With the conditions now on the Vanished, it was impossible to fully test Alice’s “coffin”. However, this does not mean he cannot do some “preliminary research” first. Now that he has become more adept in the control of the ghost fire, he has vaguely touched upon some doorway to use this to explore the secrets inside supernatural things.

He still didn’t dare to use this flame on Alice of course, but if it was to study her wooden box... that’s another story.

After some preparation, Duncan slowly reached out. He extended a cluster of flames from his fingertips to the surface of the ornate box, letting it sink in like some illusory reflection.

First it covered the outside, then the inside, followed by the green flame seeping straight into the wood until the very box transformed and reconstructed into its skeletal structure!

“AH, Captain, Captain, it’s burning!”

The puppet shouted in amazement, but her cry did draw a response due to Duncan focusing his attention on control. The man kept a firm eye to ensure nothing went wrong at this stage because a part of his consciousness was about to enter the item.

Gradually, calm and silence took over the ghost captain’s environment until even the endless sounds of waves and wind disappeared from his ear. His mind entered a vast “place” unlike anything he had conquered in the past through the channel he created.

If he had to coin an analogy, using the flame to control the sun talisman gave him the feeling of easily filling up a cup of water. In this case, with Alice’s coffin, it’s like pouring his mind into a large lake. The volume couldn’t even be compared.

Is this the gap difference between an artificially mass-produced supernatural item and an anomaly ranked in the upper numbers?

Duncan frowned. Although he knew this was just an echoing memory, he still subconsciously took a step forward when looking at the face of “Alice”...

But it’s with this gesture that the Frost Queen turned her head slightly. She’s looking straight at the ghost captain as if they’re acting in the same time and space.

“Whoever you are, please don’t pollute history.” The queen says softly but with power.

Duncan stood frozen in amazement and heard even more shocked outcries from around the guillotine, “Who are you talking to?!”

The Frost Queen had already retracted her gaze then, returning to her cold demeanor. “Do it before the sun sets.”

The guillotine blade fell with that sentence.

Instantly, boundless darkness surged from all directions, tearing apart the illusion that had replayed the historical event in detail. Duncan knew what was happening with this past echo, and sure enough, his connection “here” was rapidly fading. But even so, his ears could still grasp onto a few vague and broken sentences at the end.

“...... The Frost Queen is dead, and we have cut off the channel for the Vanished to return to the real world...”

“...... Ray Nora vainly tried to build the second Vanished... She colluded with the shadow of subspace. The evidence is conclusive, so her death is well deserved....”

“...... The new administrator will soon restore order, and all materials related to the ‘Abyss’ exploration plan will be destroyed... However, active whistleblowers still have a chance to be forgiven...”

“Full pursuit of the rebel ship Sea Mist and the defecting navy... Dead or alive doesn’t matter... Wait, what is that sound... Quickly run. This place is going to collapse!”

Exclamations, shouts, the sound of buildings collapsing in the surroundings, and the roaring waves rocked his ears....

In that moment, Duncan abruptly broke out of the boundless darkness like someone desperately surfacing from a deep dive. The last connection had snapped, signaling the end of the historic show and his return to reality.

Opening his eyes, Duncan’s first sight was Alice plucking her head off and snapping it back on for fun: “...?”