Chapter 327 Brother and sister who have a good relationship
Lucretia was a little unsure of how to respond to her brother - he stayed up late at night and suddenly used a secret magic ball to contact her across thousands of miles just to play a joke on herself.
But soon, the "sea witch" vaguely noticed something was wrong.
His older brother, who has an old-fashioned personality, would not do such a thing under normal circumstances, and unlike himself who always lives alone, his brother has an entire fleet to take care of - and besides, the man behind him is obviously not at sea.
Why does Foghorn's room look a bit...familiar?
Through the crystal ball, Tirian noticed the change in Lucretia's expression.
This is why I made a special trip back to my home port to bring the crystal ball to the Lost Home.
"You won't believe it," the pirate captain breathed out, smiled and took two steps to the side, exposing the scene in the cabin directly in front of the crystal ball and lens set, "I'm in my room -'
My own room'."
Lucretia listened to the other party's deliberate emphasis and looked at the picture shown in the crystal ball. She was a little confused at first, then thoughtful, and then finally her eyes were filled with shock and nervousness. She no longer remained calm at the beginning, and suddenly
He stood up: "You..."
"As you can see," Tirian returned to the crystal ball and spread his hands with a wry smile, "A lot of unexpected situations happened in the process, and the final result is... I am here."
Lucretia stood dumbfounded in front of the crystal ball and remained silent for six or seven seconds. Then she frowned and slowly sat back on the chair.
"I will help you take care of the Sea Mist Fleet," she said calmly, "as well as your twenty-seven bank accounts in Cold Harbor, Moko, Mormonzo, and Zalbustro, as well as your
Sixty-two caches in the northern seas."
This time the person jumping up from the crystal ball was Tirian.
"How do you know..." The big pirate looked at his sister in the crystal ball with almost horror, but he reacted the next second, "You left a mark on the Sea Mist?"
"I don't need such a stupid method," Lucretia said calmly, "Your method of hiding things is not very good to begin with - have you ever kept all the snacks you have hidden until the end since you were a child?
"
Tirian's face stiffened for a moment, and then he sighed helplessly: "I thought those treasure hiding places were quite secretive. After all, nothing happened for so long..."
"Anyone who owns a fleet as large as the Sea Mist Fleet, then even if he puts the treasure in the city center, it will be a 'pirate treasure that no one can touch'."
"...I can't tell you anything," Tirian waved his hand and avoided this slightly embarrassing topic. "It seems that you are not worried about my safety."
"I was worried at first, but if you are really in trouble, you won't be in the mood to joke with me," Lucretia still looked indifferent, "So, what happened? Why are you here?
Aboard the Lost Home? Father, he..."
"He found my secret port - maybe it's just like you said, I've never been good at hiding things," Tirian sighed again, "There's something going on here in the frost... there's something going on under the deep sea.
Something is stirring, which has attracted my father's attention. Now he is here to investigate in person and has taken the initiative to find me."
Lucretia frowned: "So, you have already met him, face to face."
Tirian spread his hands: "Do you still have to ask? I'm already on the boat."
Lucretia fell silent, seeming to be hesitating. After a long time, she said incoherently: "...How is father's current condition?"
"He is now... better than we thought," Tirian tried hard to choose his words so that his answer would not be affected by the harmonious things he experienced on the Lost Home. "He has really regained his humanity.
——And he has become a more peaceful person than we remembered. He talked to me a lot, about the Sea Mist Fleet, about the Cold Sea, about me and you, and he also told me some
...Things related to the subspace are, of course, just general descriptions."
"You even talked about subspace with him?!" Lucretia's mouth twitched visibly, "Are you already abnormal?"
"I didn't take the initiative to talk about it," Tirian shrugged. "I just asked him curiously, asking him how the lower cabin was locked - and then he told me that the entire lower structure of the Homeless Ship is in the subspace.
The main reason why I locked the door was to prevent someone from falling in."
Lucretia took a deep breath, and even Tirian could clearly see the vibration in her pupils.
"Shocked, nervous, unbelievable, and eye-opening, right?" Tirian smiled bitterly, "I understand how you feel. I have experienced these feelings once."
Lucretia did not speak again, she seemed to be lost in thought.
For less than a second, she even really thought about whether her brother had been eroded by subspace, and whether he was already a madman sitting in front of the crystal ball.
After an unknown amount of time, she broke the silence again: "Father... what is he doing now?"
"I don't know. He returned to the captain's cabin. Others on the ship said that he would use some special means to investigate the Frost City State - I didn't ask for the details."
"Is there anyone else on board?" Lucretia asked in surprise.
Tirian opened his mouth, as if he was about to answer, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. Then he stood up and left in front of the crystal ball. From the sounds outside the screen, Lucretia only heard faint sounds.
A few words of conversation.
It seemed like someone came to the room and brought something.
After a while, Tirian returned to the scene, with a plate in front of him containing freshly baked apple pie.
Lucretia's exclamation instantly came from the crystal ball: "You even have apple pie over there?!"
"The ship now has a hot water supply and fresh food supplies from Pland," Tirian said casually. "I know this is unimaginable. In fact, my father even mentioned that he planned to install a steam core on the ship so that it could
Let the hot water supply become 24 hours a day, and you can also add a generator set..."
As he spoke, he spread his hands: "The good news is that now it seems that my father won't mind my modification of the Seamist."
Lucretia: "...?"
…
The cold night wind blew across the coast, and a flash of faint green fire suddenly streaked across the sky. Before anyone noticed the flame, it had already fallen into an uninhabited corner near the port.
A tall and burly figure, whose whole body was burned beyond recognition by the flames, and looked horrifying, stepped out of the flames.
Feeling the cold night wind blowing, Duncan took a deep breath on the frosty land.
From a physiological structure, his body has actually lost the function of breathing, but he can still feel the air flowing into his chest and exhaling slowly and forcefully.
"Frost..." Duncan raised his gaze and glanced at the city area in the distance that was illuminated by lights. Then he shook his head and slowly came to the coast, where he found a calm pool of water and sprinkled it with the creation of the world.
Under the light, he looked at the face he was wearing now reflected in the water.
"You're going to be restrained by the Sheriff and the guards as soon as you show up like this."
What was reflected in the pool was a burly and terrifying figure, full of majesty, but enough to make people run to the police as soon as they saw it.
It is really hard to imagine that the original owner of this body was able to maintain consciousness by willpower at the last second of his life.
"Belazov... I wish your soul a safe journey." Duncan looked at the reflection in the pool of water, said goodbye to the old owner of this body for the last time, and then looked up not far away.
Ai was standing on a nearby piece of gravel, raising its wings and making a loud cooing sound.
Duncan waved his hand, and the dove instantly turned into a stream of flame light and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
Through the connection established deep in the spirit, it can be determined that it has arrived on the Lost Home instantly.
Just like the previous test - after the round-trip beacon has been established, Ai can use a method similar to "teleportation" to span a long time and space in the blink of an eye and directly reach the location of each beacon.
Duncan lowered his head and glanced at the body he was currently using.
The "incarnation" that I occupy by walking in the spirit world is a "round-trip beacon" that can be used as a positioning point for Ai.
While confirming this, he also recalled the temporary body he occupied when he came to Frost on the first night.
Extremely weak, with abnormal perception, and began to self-disintegrate soon after leaving the coffin - he did not bother to do more tests at the time, but now that he recalled, the body at that time did not bring him the ability to "establish a beacon"
feedback.
"Is one of the characteristics of the replica..." Duncan murmured thoughtfully, "Because it is not a complete mortal body, it cannot carry power?"
Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of crackling flames suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and then, a green flame door appeared out of thin air on the coast beside him.
Ai has returned from the Lost Home.
Duncan turned to look at the flame gate floating in mid-air, and three figures gradually appeared in the light and shadow of the flames.
This is the "helper" he asked Ai to bring from the Lost Home.