Agatha did not hide anything. In front of this benevolent being who had saved Frost from the brink of destruction, she revealed all the information she had currently obtained.

Part of the information was what she observed and concluded during Operation Mirror Frost, and the other part was what she learned indirectly from various priests and her trusted subordinates after returning to the cathedral - all of which happened during the time she was trapped in the Mirror City.

It is something that "another her" has experienced.

The Boiling Gold Mine where Frost lives hides a huge secret. The so-called Boiling Gold Ore had been exhausted as early as the time of Queen Frost. The Archons of all generations may have mastered a great secret. Archon Winston and "Another Agatha" disappeared together in the depths of the mine. Before they disappeared, "Another Agatha" seemed to have discovered some shocking truth, and her strong will fluctuations even reached the real Agatha...

Duncan listened silently, only occasionally confirming some details. Only after Agatha had finished talking about so many things did he sigh softly.

"You told me all of Frost's greatest secrets - now you're not worried that I'm malicious?"

"After seeing the methods you used to destroy the Mirror City, I think it is meaningless to speculate on your intentions," Agatha said frankly, "If you really have ill intentions towards this city, then all of us will die before the sun sets."

"...Are all you city-state protectors so creative when you praise people?" Duncan muttered, and glanced at Vanna beside him calmly.

Vanna immediately turned her eyes away and pretended not to hear.

Morris, who was sitting across the table, couldn't help but lean forward. After learning the shocking fact that the boiling gold vein had long been exhausted, the old scholar's curiosity had obviously grown sharply. "What's the situation in the boiling gold mine now? Can we still find the original ore? What you have been digging out all these years... is it really boiling gold?"

"The mine is still sealed. After the invasion of the mirror image subsided, loud noises and vibrations were heard in the mine. Due to safety concerns and lack of manpower, we have not yet confirmed the situation inside," Agatha said frankly. "But according to the reports from the mine transportation station and the smelter... at least the boiling gold that was transported out of the mine before is still intact."

"The Mirror City has been destroyed... but the boiling gold, which is theoretically an 'abnormal product', has not disappeared? This is interesting..." Morris rubbed his chin subconsciously, "You know, those fake monsters in the city turned into piles of mud immediately after the collapse of the Mirror City... So those boiling golds are real? What's the principle? Can the power of the Deep Lord create real boiling gold?"

"Now is not the time to do academic research," Vanna couldn't help but mutter, then turned to look at Agatha, "So when do you plan to confirm the situation in the mine?"

Agatha hesitated for a moment and spoke uncertainly: "I think... we have to wait until the order in the city is initially stabilized and the vibrations and noises in the mines have stopped. And... at least we have to spend the first night after the disaster safely."

As she spoke, she raised her head and glanced out the window subconsciously.

The snow was still falling and it was still daytime, but the sun was gradually sinking behind the clouds, and the hazy light was about to touch the top of the church spire in the distance.

"In two hours, the sun will set. That will be the first test we will face after the disaster..."

"Excuse me, I interrupt you for a moment," Vanna suddenly raised her hand, interrupting Agatha's slightly worried sigh, "I think... you don't have to worry about the nightfall. Compared to the various troubles you are facing, 'night' may be the last thing this city-state needs to worry about from now on."

Agatha was stunned for a moment: "Why do you say that?"

"...speaking from experience," Vanna said, and then she turned back to look at Duncan. After seeing the latter nod to her, she turned to Agatha and continued, "Prande's experience."

"Pran..." Agatha was a little confused for a moment, but the next second, she suddenly remembered the intelligence she had received before, and the news from afar - the large-scale anomaly that Plande encountered, the crisis of the coming of the black sun, the history restored in the flames, and...

A "rumor" spread from various channels in Plande.

That chilling ghost captain, that moving scourge of the endless sea, that horrific shadow of the warp, Duncan Abnomer - has found his humanity again.

The expression on the face of the young gatekeeper and acting archbishop suddenly became interesting, and he stood up with a creaking sound of his chair.

All suspicious clues were suddenly explained, all uneasy guesses were suddenly confirmed, and the loose and messy intelligence was connected into a line.

"I admit that the current situation is a bit embarrassing." Duncan shrugged, his tone somewhat helpless.

Agatha remained standing stiffly, staring at Duncan motionlessly - no one could see her "eyes" at this moment, but the gatekeeper's expression was clearly more than just embarrassment.

After a long while, she finally broke the silence: "No wonder... your followers call you 'Captain'... I should have thought of it earlier, there is another 'Captain' in the vast ocean who is as special as you..."

"I'm sorry about the Thirteen Islands of Veselan," Duncan said, "I have no memory of it at all, but the evidence seems to be conclusive."

He tried his best to make his tone sound friendly and reliable when he spoke, but considering his own great "reputation" and the means he had just displayed in front of the Frost City-State a few hours ago, this gentle tone obviously had limited effect - it was visibly visible that Agatha's body had been tense since just now.

After a long while, Agatha finally broke the awkward state by speaking: "I...Okay, I'll tell you frankly. Since the day I was promoted to a Saint, the Church has repeatedly emphasized to us that once we find any clues about Captain Duncan, the 'Shadow of the Warp', we must immediately report to the Supreme Death Temple - the priority is higher than any natural disasters, and it is on the same level as the Warp invasion. I don't know if you can understand what this means."

"Oh, I understand," Duncan didn't say anything, but Vanna at the side took the initiative to speak, and communicated with her colleagues in front of her, "We actually have reminders in this regard every year, and even have a special disaster prevention plan, although it was not used later."

Duncan looked at Vanna with a strange expression: "You said this in front of me?"

Vanna suddenly reacted and quickly said, "Ah, sorry, Captain..."

Agatha was a little slow to react, perhaps because Duncan had brought her too much shock, she suddenly focused her attention on the tall lady in front of her: "Wait, so you are..."

"Inquisitor of Plande City-State... In a sense, we are colleagues," Vanna said with an awkward expression. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it."

Agatha felt as if she was in a trance as a succession of information bombarded her mind. Only then did she realize that the end of a disaster was indeed just the beginning - and the complex situation after the disaster came crashing down on her from an angle she had never imagined.

She hesitated and sat back in her chair, then looked at Vanna with an incomprehensible expression: "But why are you with Captain Duncan? You should be one of the highest representatives of the Deep Sea Church in Plande... Doesn't Plande need an inquisitor?"

"This is exactly what the church arranged. I can't explain the specifics for now. I can only say... this matter cannot be made public for now. If your identity does not meet the requirements for knowing, I will not tell you," Vanna said seriously, and then paused slightly. "As for Plande... yes, just like you said, it doesn't need an inquisitor now, at least it doesn't need the inquisitor and guardian system of the past."

Agatha couldn't help rubbing her forehead. Some other information that had recently come from afar and had not yet been verified emerged from her mind. She hesitated and said, "So... just like what was mentioned in the intelligence, Plande really had a peaceful and tranquil night?"

Fanna looked a little surprised: "Has the news reached Han Shuang?"

"We are just remote, but not isolated," Agatha said. Then she couldn't help but ask, "Please tell me, is Plender really no longer afraid of the night?"

"...At least so far, Plande's nights are even safer than many city-states' days. My uncle is even considering opening a night market to cater to the recent changes in the city-state, but this matter still needs careful discussion and testing." Vanna nodded. "Since you already know this information, you must have heard about another thing - after the incident of the Black Sun, Plande has a new identity."

"Vision - Plande, the first vision in history without a number," Agatha said subconsciously, her eyes involuntarily falling on Duncan. Now, she finally understood the deep meaning of Vanna's words just now, "So... now the same changes will happen to Frost?"

Feeling the invisible yet very real "sight", Duncan just smiled and nodded: "Maybe."