A high-speed exploration ship with a white hull suddenly emerged from the sea - the side of the ship almost touched the stern of the Sea Mist, and the violent waves caused by the sea water caused both ships to shake violently.

Even the undead sailors cried out in surprise in this situation.

Tirian rushed to the deck and saw his men running towards the stern at first sight. The bald head of First Mate Aiden was particularly conspicuous among them. At the end of the deck was the "uninvited guest" that was almost close to the Sea Mist.

"What is going on?"

Tirian rushed to Aiden's side, pressed his shoulder and asked loudly.

"I don't know. It was a ship that suddenly appeared. I almost ordered to fire subconsciously," Aiden said quickly. "Everyone was still nervous. Everyone was allergic to 'something that appeared from the sea', and that thing appeared..."

Tirian let go of the first mate and ran towards the stern. When he arrived, dozens of people had gathered on the deck. The nervous sailors pointed their guns and cannons at the opposite side. Several sailors were already in position near the close-in defense guns at the stern. The atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if sparks were coming out of the air.

Tirian looked across the guardrail again and saw a large group of sailors running out of another ship nearby. Judging from their clothes, they were just ordinary seamen on civilian ships. Someone was waving a flag on the high platform at the stern. The other side looked as panicked as the Sea Mist.

Tirian frowned, and just as he was about to identify the identity of the ship on the other side, he heard a shrill noise from the horn starting up, followed by a strong voice coming from the broadcast on the other side of the ship:

"I am extremely sorry. This is the White Oak, which belongs to the Lost Home Fleet. This is our first time performing a spiritual world surfacing operation. Due to an operational error, we almost collided with your ship... I repeat, this is the White Oak, which belongs to the Lost Home Fleet..."

Listening to the broadcast from the other side, the expression on Tirian's face instantly froze. Aiden, who had just run over from behind, almost slipped. The bald man's head seemed to be oozing with beads of sweat, and his voice was a little out of tune: "Captain, what are they saying? Who do they say they are?"

Tirian did not speak. The first thing that came to his mind was the inexplicable reminder from his father before he lost contact with him, and the strange smile before the illusion in the mirror disappeared.

The expression on his face changed subtly twice, and then he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He walked to the edge of the deck and looked down.

The reflection of the "White Oak" was reflected in the sea, but what was revealed in the reflection was a ghost ship wrapped in shadows and thick smoke.

He finally remembered where he had seen this familiar-looking ship.

In the previous fierce battle in the fog, the hurricane-like ship that swept across the battlefield like the wind, and whose origin no one could figure out - now we see it again.

At this time, the sailors on the ship also noticed the special reflection of the strange ship in the sea. Aiden also recalled the origin of the other party. He looked up at Tirian in doubt and said, "Captain, they are the old captain..."

"...Father always has his plans." Tirian's eyes twitched obviously, but he tried to keep his expression calm when he spoke. "To be honest, I never thought that someone in this era would openly announce on the radio that he was a member of the 'Lost Fleet'... Where did father find these guys?"

"Perhaps they know the origin of the Sea Mist?" Aiden asked uncertainly, "What should we do? Say hello to them? Invite them to the ship? We have to figure out what they want to do..."

Tirian suddenly felt a toothache.

"Use the radio to call them publicly and ask them to send a representative over. Also, tell them to stop broadcasting about the Lost Home Fleet. We have more than one ship in the port area," the "big pirate" who was about to become the governor of the city-state said helplessly, and then added, "Oh, and tell the port to calm down - they must have seen the White Oak that suddenly emerged from the sea."

At this critical moment, the thing that suddenly emerged from the sea was really scary.

"Yes, Captain."

Aiden took the order and left.

After a while, the Sea Mist finally established normal communication with the strange "White Oak". After a brief exchange of views and explanation of the situation, the other party agreed to the invitation to send a representative on board for a conversation.

Not long after, Tirian saw the representative sent by the other side - a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a sailor's uniform, with short brown curly hair, and looking shrewd and capable. He came to the Sea Mist with a young priest.

"Hello, Captain Tirian. I have heard a lot about you." The middle-aged man came up to the deck with a bright and friendly smile on his face and extended his hand to Tirian. "I am Gus, the first mate of the White Oak. Next to me is Mr. Johnson, our ship's chaplain."

Tirian was a little confused, because he never expected that such a person would come down from the strange "Twin Phantom Ship" that could travel through various abnormal seas such as the mirror world and the spirit world.

A normal person with a bright smile, flesh and blood, friendly and enthusiastic, and healthy physically and mentally.

He was neither crazy nor insane, his limbs were intact, and there was no sign of mental problems or physical mutations. Was this the new member of the Lost Home Fleet? Someone favored by his father?

Although many doubts suddenly popped up in his mind, Tirian subconsciously reached out and shook hands with First Mate Gus.

"Tirion Abnomar, the captain of the Sea Mist, should need no further introduction." He looked at the "sunny, cheerful and normal man" who claimed to be the first mate of the White Oak, with a look of suspicion in his eyes. "You said you are... members of the Lost Home Fleet?"

"Yes, a new member." First mate Gus said with a smile, while at the same time looking at the famous "big pirate" in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Although the one-eyed man was a little scary, his attitude was generally friendly, his eyes were calm and rational, and his body was not as terribly damaged as the undead around him. He didn't look like a mentally ill lunatic or a madman corrupted by the ancient gods at all.

This is Captain Duncan's eldest son? How come he doesn't look mentally ill?

The two "Lost Homeland Fleet" in a broad sense met for the first time. They doubted each other's mental state at the same time, and then they put away the unfriendly thoughts in their hearts and smiled at each other.

"I saw you on the battlefield before," Tirian was the first to break the awkward silence. "You were soaring through the fog, it was impressive."

"We were carrying out the order to go to Mirror Frost," explained First Mate Gus, "After all, we can't delay important matters."

"Father's order?" Tirian said casually, and then his eyes fell on the young priest named Jason, with a subtle look, "You have a priest on board... Is the Deep Sea Church so tolerant?"

Pastor Johnson looked a little embarrassed and shrugged his shoulders, saying, "At least so far, the goddess hasn't punished us."

"Don't you have a small church on board?" The first mate Gus looked up at the eye-catching shipboard church at the stern.

“…That’s true.”

Tirian choked and smiled awkwardly, but at the same time he was thinking of something else -

On the Lost Homeland, there seems to be a "priest" lady from the Orthodox Church.

My father even brought Pland's Inquisitor on board, so it doesn't seem strange that there are some priests on board the "Lost Homeland Fleet"?

Realizing that it would be best not to delve too deeply into the secrets of the "God" realm, Tirian quickly extinguished his own associations in this regard, straightened his expression, and asked curiously: "You are in a hurry to "surface" here, what is the mission?"

"Oh, we are here to meet our captain." First mate Gus quickly explained.

"Your captain?"

"Captain Lawrence led a marine squad into the mirror world to fight, and then returned to the city-state in the real world with the Frost Gatekeeper. We just received news that he is returning to the ship," First Mate Gus explained patiently, "but it seems that there is some trouble over there, and Ms. Martha ordered us to surface to help..."

"In trouble?" Tirian frowned subconsciously. Just as he was about to ask for some details, he saw his boatswain walking quickly towards him.

The boatswain came up to him and reported quickly and quietly.

The expression on Tirian's face gradually became subtle.

First mate Gus noticed this and couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, what happened..."

"Is your captain an old man in a white coat, about fifty or sixty years old, who looks like a ghost?"

First mate Gus paused for a moment, a little hesitant: "He... doesn't look like a ghost under normal circumstances, but everything else is correct."

"That's right," Tirian spread his hands, "your captain led a dozen fully armed ghost sailors and a noisy mummy running around in the upper city, and now he has been 'invited' to the Sheriff's Office. If I'm right, they are lost, and they don't seem to know how to 'turn off' the spirit flames on their bodies, so they caused panic among the citizens."

Gus: “Ah…”

"But don't worry. The Public Security Bureau knows that they are not enemies because there are witnesses who saw them fighting the monsters in the city-state and covering the city-state guards. They will not be in trouble."

"Forehead……"

"Also, the gatekeeper and Archbishop Ms. Agatha has gone to meet them. With the cathedral as a guarantee, your captain should be back soon."

"oh……"

"In the future, try not to disclose your identity as a member of the Lost Homeland Fleet. This is mainly because... this identity is very sensitive."

"……OK."