Chapter 693 - 693 690 The Keeper of Secrets and the Sailor
Chapter 693 - 693 690 The Keeper of Secrets and the Sailor
?Chapter 693: Chapter 690: The Keeper of Secrets and the ‘Sailor Chapter 693: Chapter 690: The Keeper of Secrets and the ‘Sailor This time, the sun extinguished its light as dusk approached—thus, not long after the sky was re-lit, the sunlight gradually retreated from the sea surface.
The splendid double Rune Circle of Anomaly 001 slowly sank into the sea, accompanied by the last glimmer of twilight disappearing into the sky, and night fell—over the areas of the City-State that the “Luminous Geometric Body” couldn’t directly illuminate, the Creation of the World’s cold brilliance and the darkness enshrouded everything as usual.
The city quieted down, the gas lamps in the streets emitted a slightly murky glow amidst the darkness, and the patrolling guards’ squad moved through the alleyways, leaving long shadows at the intersections—the experience of the sun extinguishing felt like a not-so-vivid dream, gradually melting into this night.
However, Duncan could feel that this “nightmare” hadn’t really receded as it seemed—some oppressive air still loomed over the city, fostering tension and unease in these quiet districts, thick as sludge growing under the night’s veil.
“…Every household has turned on all their lights, there is a tense air everywhere,” Sherry murmured as she leaned on the living room window, watching the street outside, “I definitely don’t want to go out there now… I feel like I can’t even breathe.”
A Dog shook his head beside her, “Today the guards have at least doubled outside; if you go out now, you’ll get pinned down by the night patrol immediately, then forget about breathing. Then the captain will have to haul us out of the jail again…”
Fenna leaned against the window, glanced down at Sherry who was sprawled on the windowsill, “Didn’t expect you to be so sensitive to ‘atmospheres.'”
“I’m familiar with this feeling. Gas lamps in the Lower City District always light up later than other districts. As dusk approaches, many homes can’t power up electric lights, and a tense atmosphere emerges as the sky darkens—until the gas lamps are lit, the whole street breathes a sigh of relief. It’s like a ‘whoosh’—then we know it’s safe to sleep.”
“But even though the city is ablaze with lights tonight, many will undoubtedly endure a sleepless night,” Duncan walked over, pressed one hand on Sherry’s hair, and ruffled A Dog’s head with the other, “After the sun extinguished for the second time, even the most optimistic people probably can’t help but start worrying about one question—whether tomorrow’s sun will rise at all.”
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