Tirian had to put a lot of effort into explaining to his sister the strange changes that had happened to his "father" - and the strange things that he had done in Purland.
"...I can feel that he is no longer the crazy and chaotic subspace shell half a century ago. There seems to be 'humanity' and 'reason' in that body, but it gives me a very different feeling.
Strange...I'm not sure what is in his body," Tirian frowned and said slowly, "He seems to know me, but other than this little 'recognition', I'm not sure how much he knows me.
The father we are familiar with...has changed a lot."
The dark-haired woman across from the crystal ball was silent for a few seconds and said, "But it sounds like this is at least better than the situation half a century ago."
"...It can be said that," Tirian said in a deep voice, "Half a century ago, I stood on the bow of the Seamist and looked at that figure, wishing that it was not him. Now that I meet him again, I am just confused.
Whether it is him or not... In any case, the Homeless Ship did not bring huge disasters this time like it did in the past."
Lucretia did not respond, but after thinking for a moment, she suddenly mentioned something: "Do you remember what I told you last time? Luni suddenly malfunctioned, and then said that the 'old master' was looking for me... Now look
Come on, our father seems to be really planning something."
"What will he plan?" Tirian frowned, "Continue his unfinished last expedition? Reassemble the lost fleet?"
"I have no idea."
Lucretia said calmly.
At the same time, a disturbing shadow suddenly appeared in the crystal ball, and then some of the automatically operating magic devices behind Lucretia seemed to have malfunctioned. There was a faint sound of explosions, and a group of automatic demons appeared.
I rushed up to check the equipment and it looked very busy.
"What's going on over there?" Tirian was suddenly worried, "Do you need to deal with the pile of equipment behind you first?"
"Don't worry, the demons will solve it. It's just a small problem, nothing compared to the really big storm on the border," Lucretia said calmly, without even looking back at the busy scene. "
I'm almost over these unstable waters."
"What other exploration plans do you have? You won't rush directly into the fog this time, right? Let me remind you, the border is not a safe place..."
"I was tracking an object. It suddenly appeared near the border and rushed into the sea with huge energy, but the equipment on the ship did not have time to capture its specific image," Lucretia still looked calm.
"Don't worry, it's inside the eternal curtain - I haven't recklessly challenged that thick fog. Well, after I find the thing, I will send you the image. If it is a material that can be cut, I will cut a piece for you.
As a souvenir.”
Upon hearing this, Tirian waved his hand: "No need, none of the souvenirs you sent over are not evil. I also want to sleep more peacefully."
Lucretia didn't care, and just said casually: "Then did you buy me a spiritual lens?"
Tirian was startled, and his tone suddenly became a little unnatural: "This... may have to wait for a while, you know, that thing has to be hit and miss..."
"you forgot?"
"Of course not. Several suppliers I know don't have the goods. The four major churches do have the goods, but the procedure is too difficult..."
"Have you forgotten?"
"I'm trying my best," Tirian said with a serious face, "There should be other ways besides robbery."
"Then it seems that you have indeed forgotten," Lucretia, who was opposite the crystal ball, had already nodded to herself, with an expected calmness in her tone, "It doesn't matter, you are very busy, and this request is true.
It’s difficult…”
Listening to his sister's words, Tirian's face became visibly more relaxed, and then he heard the second half of the sentence coming from the other side of the crystal ball: "Then I'll ask the day after tomorrow."
Tirian: "..."
The big pirate wiped his forehead and seemed to want to say something, but just as he was about to speak, a sound of flapping wings suddenly came from the window, interrupting his movements, followed by a sound of pecking on the glass.
"Wait a minute, there's something going on here," Tirian said quickly, looking up at the same time with a look of surprise on his face, "Perli?!"
He quickly got up, opened the window and let in the big parrot with colorful tail feathers. Perli flapped its wings and landed on the table, making a loud voice: "Perli!"
Tirian returned to the table and sat down, while looking at the big parrot in confusion: "Why are you here? Did you run away from the ship? Or did Aiden ask you to come?"
"Ah! Aiden is sending Perley!" The big parrot spread its wings and shouted loudly while nodding its head back and forth. "Perley is here to deliver a message, an important message! Aiden said... Aiden said..."
The big parrot was a little stuck. After a long time, it finally shouted loudly under Tirian's astonished gaze: "More French fries! More French fries!"
Tirian: "...?"
Lucretia, who was opposite the crystal ball, also heard the movement here, and her confused voice came: "Brother, is Perli hungry?"
"...No, it should be conveying other information, but the message has been tampered with," Tirian reacted immediately. As the owner of Purley, he was very familiar with this big parrot, and also with Ai.
Den's character was all too familiar, and his expression quickly turned serious, "Perli, did something happen on the ship?"
The big parrot tilted its head and looked at its owner, repeating the meaningless "full order of fries" several times. But suddenly, it stopped again, as if it finally remembered something, and shouted excitedly: "Look for blood."
compass!"
Tirian frowned slightly: "Blood Compass?"
"Point to the city-state!" The big parrot flapped its wings vigorously and shouted excitedly, "The blood-seeking compass points to the city-state!"
Tirian was suddenly stunned, and then he immediately reacted, his face changed, and he suddenly looked up at the crystal ball in front of him: "Lucy, he is..."
"Brother, leave Plande immediately," Lucretia, who was opposite the crystal ball, reacted quickly before Tirian finished speaking, and said in a hurried tone, "This may be a trap!"
Tirian did not respond at all to his sister's urgent reminder. He sat there as stiffly as a frozen sculpture, staring straight ahead.
"Brother?" Lucretia's voice was filled with confusion, "Didn't you hear?"
"Lucy, he's..." Tirian broke the silence softly, "...opposite me."
The voice in the crystal ball quieted down.
Tirian stared hard in front of him, staring at the opposite side of the table. On the wall over there, a slight green flame was floating on the surface of a decorative mirror with an oval frame. In the flickering light of the fire, a majestic figure was standing.
In the mirror, I stared calmly at this side.
"First thing," the figure in the mirror said, "This is not a trap. I am also surprised that you came here.
"Second thing, I'm done, so I came to see what you are busy with."
Tirian still maintained a posture of sitting upright without saying a word. Lucretia in the crystal ball was also stiff, but she could not see the picture in the other direction and could only hear the sound, which made her a little more nervous.
Uneasy, I couldn't help but whisper: "Is he really there?"
Tirian expressionlessly grabbed the box on the table and turned the crystal ball and lens set to the opposite side: "Say hello to father."
As soon as Tirian made a move, Lucretia's voice became louder and her tone was urgent: "No, no, no, no need to turn around, I just..."
She has been transferred.
Through the magic crystal ball, she saw her father hanging on the wall.
Duncan was also looking at the woman in the crystal ball through the mirror.
This is the first time he has seen the other person, and in his mind, except for a little affectionate and nostalgic impression, he has no memory of getting along with the other person.
But the little remaining feeling of kindness and nostalgia still slowly filled his heart - he had a similar feeling when he met Tirian, but now facing Lucretia, this feeling was even more intense.
There seems to be a hint of... guilt and regret.
Is it because I owe more? Or is it because of the last gift I couldn’t give?
Duncan didn't know that those were not his own memories and feelings after all, but just because of his identity at the moment. He nodded to Lucretia: "Long time no see, Lucy."
"Um..." Lucretia's expression was unusually panicked. This "sea witch" who quickly showed off her calm and mysterious image finally encountered a situation that was even more incomprehensible than the unpredictable "border".
I felt nervous and nervous, as if I had gone back many, many years ago, to the afternoon when I first broke my father's navigational instrument, "I... haven't seen you for a long time..."
Then the room fell into an oppressive silence. Duncan just stared at the pair of "son and daughter" in front of him silently. This silent pressure seemed to be transmitted through the crystal ball to the distant border of the boundless sea. Lucretia
Ya desperately searched for topics in her mind to break the silence. After holding it in for a long time, she finally said: "You...this frame suits you quite well..."
Duncan: "...Huh?"
"I mean, your patterned frame is particularly suitable for your demeanor..." Lucretia hurriedly compensated, "Reserved, low-key, and..."
"……ah?"
"Especially when you're hanging it on the wall..."
Duncan was confused: "What on earth do you want to say?"
Lucretia finally turned her head to the side, as if she wanted to find Tirian's position, and whispered: "Help..."
Tirian sighed, pushed the suitcase containing the crystal ball to the side, stood up and came between the crystal ball and the frame: "Why did you come to us?"