Chapter 214: 'After The Vanished Left”

Chapter 214 “After The Vanished Left”

The Vanished left as dignified as it had descended in Vanna’s eyes. Before she knew it, the hull of that ghost ship had disappeared from her sight like a mysterious phantom. Likewise, the flames that had engulfed the city also left with it, extinguishing and snuffing out like it had completed a mission.

All that remained was a clear sky, a normal city-state, and beings who had just experienced a nightmare. Oh, right, there’s also the continuous ringing of the church bells, but instead of fighting against a reality invasion, these chimes now sounded like some farewell to send off the infamous ghost ship.

This startled Vanna, who quickly turned to Bishop Valentine after seeing the elderly man coming over with the scepter in hand.

“I feel like I had a very long, long dream...”

“You should know it wasn’t a dream,” the lady replies.

“I mean, I just dreamed about twenty rabbits in dresses dancing in circles around me...”

After that remark, Vanna indeed looked startled: “Then you are indeed dreaming. Maybe that’s the process of recovering your spirit... Do you have to tell such a bad joke now?”

“But this can make you recover faster and get back to work from the mess in your head,” the old bishop said indifferently, his expression calm as if he had just told a great joke. Then he lowered his head and looked toward the church square, “We have a lot of things to do afterward, and this time, it is not just a White Oak that encountered the Vanished on the ocean.”

Vanna followed the old bishop’s gaze and saw that the soldiers had fallen into dazed confusion as they’d just awakened from a big dream. Sure, the city returned to normal, but the memory of their experience remains stuck in the polluted history and battle. Trying to bring them back to normal would take a lot of work from the doctors.

Valentine’s voice continued to sound next to Vanna: “... Let the guards restore order first, and then start investigating the current situation around the entire city. We need to confirm whether everyone has ‘returned’ and what is missing and what is added...”

Valentine paused and met the young inquisitor’s gaze beside him.

“And prepare to report to the Grand Storm Cathedral. Vanna, the most challenging paperwork of your life is coming.”

Vanna’s breathing choked like she was ready to suffocate at the thought.

A catastrophe had just passed, but not everything was over. When everyone survives... the real investigation has only just begun for the authorities.

......

What’s the situation on Father’s side now?

......

Morris didn’t feel very good right now. He was dizzy, and his stomach churched with discomfort as if he had drunk an immense amount of wine. Simply said, he wanted to vomit but didn’t dare to.

Why? Because the mops and buckets in front of him had invisible death glares on their bodies, and Miss Alice next to him was also showing signs of slapping him if he tried.

In any case, Morris was sure he was seasick after being brought over to the Vanished by the dove.

Meanwhile, Ai was roaming about on the deck with a mountain of fries in her possession after hauling a mountain of potatoes aboard.

On another note, Shirley was sitting nearby with a dark hound next to her, the latter trembling profusely after being summoned to this side.

Recalling what he had witnessed and experienced thus far, Morris was sure he’s achieved what scholars could only ever dream of. He not only boarded the legendary ship, he also witnessed the incredible power of the green flames transforming a burning world back to a normal one. No matter which one it was, that’s a feat worthy of being in the history books.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Morris understood he mustn’t get too excited. As an elder, caring for his health was necessary after surviving one catastrophe.

Exactly then, a voice suddenly came from the other side. It was the dark hound known as Dog: “Ol-Ol-Old Sir, yo-yo-you see... am I-I a cultured dog like this...?”

“Oh... frankly, I don’t think a dog needs to show off his upbringing by reading the newspaper. But you are a dark hound, so I can’t judge your standards according to human logic.” Morris was startled by the question and felt weird that he even needed to dabble in this topic, “There are two issues to begin with. First, the newspaper is upside down in your paws, and second... why are you stuttering?”

Now it’s Dog to be startled. He quickly swapped the newspaper around before replying: “I-I... I don’t stutter. I have... right... I’m a little nervous...”

“Dog, I don’t think you need to be nervous like this,” Shirley muttered, “and what’s the point of reading a newspaper? Mr. Duncan already knows that we are both illiterate...”

When she uttered that sentence, Alice promptly raised a hand in support: “Me too!”

Shirley gawked her mouth in surprise, while Morris only facepalmed himself due to the strange conversation.

For the first time in this old scholar’s life, he didn’t have words to describe this outrageous scene.