The large parrot with colorful tail feathers flapped its wings and left the Seamist, flying over the dock area at an astonishing speed and flying straight into the city-state.
"First mate, what should we do? Just wait here?"
On the bridge of the Sea Mist, a sailor looked at Purley's flying figure and turned to ask Aiden, who was silent beside him.
"...We can only wait for now," Aiden lowered his head and glanced at the ground under his feet. He was weighing quickly to make his cold mind work as much as possible. "It's not just because of the captain's order.
It’s even more because of the current state of the Seamist.”
The second half of his words quickly calmed down several of his subordinates who were still a little restless.
The captain only brought a few cronies ashore, leaving his first mate and all the remaining sailors to stay with the captain. The apparent explanation for this was because most of the undead sailors on the Sea Mist were weird and terrifying, and they were easy to find in the city-state.
It caused commotion and hostility, but Aiden actually understood the actual situation.
Because the Sea Mist just encountered its flagship not long ago.
The ship is now in a very bad condition, not only because its hull has been damaged, but also because the ship's... "soul" is restless. The Seamist's boiler has been shaking, and the chapel is echoing with strange sounds.
There is a hollow sound, and the pressure in the steam pipe has not completely stabilized yet. The ship has indeed returned to "this side", but it is difficult to say whether it will still lose control.
When the ship was in unstable condition, the sailors who had served on the ship for more than half a century were the "anchors" of the ship - the iron anchor of the Sea Mist allowed it to dock on the sea, and the "human nature" composed of immortals
The "anchor" can stabilize it in the real dimension.
Aiden did not dare to rashly reduce the number of sailors on the ship - especially after vaguely aware of the strange situation of Plande, he did not dare to let the members of the Sea Mist enter the city-state casually, because this would most likely cause "touches".
Let the ship's newly settled "soul" wake up.
Similarly, he did not dare to let the Sea Fog directly send signals to the city-state of Puland, including sounding the whistle, ringing the bell, or directly contacting the city-state authorities by telegram, because he was afraid of alerting... certain forces hidden within Puland.
Letting Parrot Perley deliver the message was the lowest-risk plan he could think of at the moment. He hoped that the captain could return as soon as possible after receiving the message - hoped that he had not been trapped by anything, and hoped that it was not too late.
Of course, he couldn't put all his hopes on "waiting" - if the captain still didn't return after a day, he could only send a small part of the crew to the shore to take a risk.
Aiden frowned tightly, staring at the city of pearls that shone brightly in the sun, recalling every detail of when the captain left with the city-state judge, trying to find anything wrong in it to explain what had just happened.
Abnormal behavior of exception 203.
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Duncan, who was sitting at the counter and flipping through the newspaper, suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked out the window thoughtfully.
Alice, who was sitting next to him and was flipping through the newspaper, noticed it and asked curiously: "Mr. Duncan, what are you reading?"
"...I suddenly felt something glance over here just now," Duncan frowned and muttered uncertainly, "but it was gone in the blink of an eye."
"Oh, I know, this is called the 'Strike of the Strong'! Mr. Goathead told me," Alice said happily, "It said that the stronger the person, the easier it is to feel the gaze directed at him or even
Thoughts, and a strong person like you will always be inspiring..."
Duncan put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Alice expressionlessly: "That's what it really said?"
The smile on Alice's face became a little stiff for a moment: "...The last sentence was deduced by me."
"Don't make such useless reasoning." Duncan said casually, and then he concentrated a little and began to search for the source of the "one-shot spirit" just now.
He did not regard the fleeting feeling as an illusion - after staying in this strange world for so long, he had developed the habit of paying attention to any "sudden intuition" and asking for details.
Duncan's perception quickly expanded and spread towards the edge of the city-state. In just a moment, he felt that Plande had a clear outline in his mind like the lost home, just like he could feel the lost home.
Like the "touch" of the trumpet, he began to feel the complex "touch" conveyed to him by the city-state beneath his feet, and among these touches, the most obvious and abrupt message entered his mind.
In the southeastern port of Plande.
"...Tirion's ship?" Duncan was a little surprised after sensing the source of the aura, "Why is he here?"
Immediately afterwards, he recalled his previous encounter with the steel battleship, recalled the location of the ship at that time and the intentions shown by the other party in the battle. After a brief thought, the look on his face
His expression looked a little weird.
The Sea Mist appeared near Plande and took the initiative to attack the Lost Home... Could it be the "reinforcements" called by the Plande authorities? To intercept him?
He vaguely guessed the cause and effect of the incident in his mind, but Duncan just felt dumbfounded. He didn't know whether he should lament the relationship between father and son first, or whether he should lament Tirian's professionalism as a reinforcement - after being beaten like that by the Homeless Man,
Even when the ship was almost sunk, he still persisted in arriving at Puland. What kind of spirit is this?
This must not be the spirit of unshirkable responsibility for maintaining world peace.
The most likely thing is that he has endless fun fighting with his father.
"Mr. Duncan, you are in a daze," Alice's voice sounded from the side again. The doll tilted its head slightly and looked here, "Do you want to go out?"
"No," Duncan shook his head, while maintaining his awareness of the Seamist. Since the latter had not yet become his "collection" like the Homeless and Plunder, he could not sense anything on that ship.
Details, but considering the "connection" between himself, the Sea Mist, and Tirian, he has already begun to try to search for the location of his "eldest son" - but Alice will not hear these complicated things.
He didn't understand, so he simply didn't explain it. He just couldn't help but frown when he saw the action of the doll tilting its head, "Don't tilt your head, or it will fall off."
Alice nodded quickly: "Oh."
At this moment, another burst of footsteps sounded from behind the small door behind the counter, and then the door opened, and a petite figure emerged from inside.
"Mr. Duncan," Shirley patted the dust on her skirt and greeted Duncan with an acknowledgment of credit, "the warehouse has been cleaned! The sundries you gave us have been put away on a shelf!"
"Well, you did a good job," Duncan kept part of his attention on the port, and at the same time turned back and nodded to Shirley, "There is still a little dust on his shoulders."
"Oh," Shirley turned her head and dusted herself off, then looked at Duncan a little nervously, "Mr. Duncan, what are you going to do next?"
When talking to Duncan here, the expression on her face was obviously not as panicked as on the Homeless Ship, but she still had some obvious nervousness. It seemed that this nervousness would not be completely eliminated for a while, but
Compared to the first time, her current condition is obviously better than a little bit.
Obviously, at least intellectually, she knew Duncan's kindness towards her. As for the tension that could not be eliminated... she had to resolve Agou's tension first.
Duncan nodded, and then glanced at Alice who was flipping through the newspaper beside him, but actually didn't understand a word of it.
illiteracy.
Then he looked at Shirley opposite.
Another illiterate.
There is also Agou who is hiding in the shadows nearby. Although he has never shown his face, his aura is getting harder and harder to hide.
Still illiterate.
I asked these three people to come to the store to help me, but they couldn't even figure out the accounts.
Duncan sighed inwardly, and then remembered an idea he had before and his old profession.
"Come on, you all sit here. Shirley, sit on Alice's right." Duncan pulled a chair from the side and placed it next to the counter. "Agou, you squat behind the counter... Stop hiding, I see your shadow."
.Come here, I have an arrangement."
Shirley quickly sat down on the chair obediently, while Alice beside her finally put down the newspaper she couldn't understand and cast a curious look: "Ah, what's the arrangement?"
"Anyway, Nina hasn't come back since she went shopping. She's just idle. I'll teach you how to read," Duncan said cheerfully, and stood up to straighten his clothes. "You can't stay illiterate forever."
Shirley never expected that the serious "arrangement" of the dignified Captain Duncan turned out to be this, and she was immediately stunned on the spot. Alice was so curious that her eyes lit up slightly, and she was squatting behind the counter.
The dog raised his head and looked at Duncan and then at Shirley. The dog's head was full of question marks: "But I'm just a dog..."
When Duncan heard this, he lowered his head and glanced down. Before he could say anything, the deep demon suddenly became excited and his whole upper body straightened up: "But I can try to be a cultured dog. I have the enthusiasm and confidence...
"
"That's enough," Duncan said in a cheerful tone. He kept paying attention to the port, and at the same time reached out from under the counter and took out a few blank white papers, and distributed them to several "students" while saying, "Then here they are.
You should use it as an alphabet book. Let’s start with the most basic letters..."
Shirley took the notebook handed over by Duncan with a confused look on her face.
Then, she entered an even more confused state.
Letters and spelling, the door to a completely incomprehensible new world.
Only a few minutes passed, and Shirley confirmed one thing: fighting the cultists with a dog is easier than this!
But Duncan obviously didn't pay much attention to Shirley's distressed expression - or in other words, he had long been accustomed to this expression.
He only felt happiness, which was the kind of happiness that comes when you suddenly come into contact with familiar things and suddenly do familiar things while wandering in a foreign land.
But this happy time did not last long - when Shirley started to stumble to learn to write the fourth letter, the crisp ringtone and brisk footsteps suddenly came from the door, interrupting this "subspace shadow"
Class time to impart knowledge to family members.
Nina's cheerful voice sounded at the door: "Uncle Duncan! I'm back!"
Duncan raised his head from the happy teaching and saw Nina pushing the door open to enter the store, but then he noticed something flying in behind Nina.
"I saw Ai Yi when I came back," Nina said happily, "Ai Yi seems to have brought a friend back!"
"friend?"
Duncan frowned slightly, and then saw Ai flying into the store behind Nina, followed by a large parrot with colorful tail feathers...