For a moment, Lucrecia was a little unsure of how to respond to her brother who 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 her.
But soon, the "Sea Witch" vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
Under normal circumstances, my brother, who is old-fashioned, would not do such a thing. And unlike me who always keeps to myself, my brother has a whole
A fleet to look after—and besides, why did the room behind him that was clearly not on the Sea Mist look a little... familiar
Through the crystal ball, Tirian noticed the change in Lucretia's expression.
This was the reason why I made a special trip back to my home port to bring the crystal ball on board the Lost Homeland.
"You won't believe this," the pirate captain exhaled, smiling and taking two steps to the side.
The scene in the cabin was exposed directly in front of the crystal ball and the lens group. "I am in my own room—'my own room.'"
Lucrecia listened to the other party's deliberate emphasis and looked at the picture presented in the crystal ball. She was confused at first, then thoughtful, and then finally filled with astonishment and tension. She was no longer as calm as at the beginning and stood up suddenly: "You..."
"As you can see," Tirian returned to the crystal ball, smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "many unexpected situations happened in the middle, and the final result was... I came here."
Lucrecia stood in front of the crystal ball in amazement for six or seven seconds before she frowned and slowly sat back in her chair.
"I will help you take care of the Sea Mist Fleet," she said calmly, "as well as your seventy-one bank accounts in Cold Harbor, Moko, Mormenzo, and Zarbustro, and your eighty-seven treasure troves in the northern seas."
The "avatar" that he occupied while walking in the spirit world could be used as a "round-trip beacon" for Ai to locate.
Lucrecia fell silent, as if she was hesitating about something. After a long while, she blurted out a sentence without any context: "... How is my father's current condition?"
Just like in previous tests, after the predecessor established the round-trip beacon, Ai could use a method similar to "instant teleportation" to cross the vast space and time in the blink of an eye and directly reach the location of each beacon.
"How did you know..." The big pirate looked at his sister in the crystal ball with a look of horror, but he reacted the next second, "You left a mark on the Sea Mist?"
A moment later, Tirian returned to the scene with a plate in front of him containing a freshly baked apple pie.
"I am now... better than you think," Tirian tried to choose his words so that his answer would not be affected by the strange things he experienced on the Lost Homeland. "He really regained his humanity - and became a more peaceful person than we remembered. He talked to me a lot, about the Sea Mist Fleet, about the Frigid Sea, about you and me, and he also told me some things... related to the Warp, of course, just some general descriptions."
"I was worried at first, but if he was really in trouble, he wouldn't be in the mood to joke with me," Lucrecia said calmly. "So, what happened? Why are you on the Lost Homeland? My father...
Lucrecia took a deep breath, and even Tirian could clearly see the vibration of her pupils.
It is really hard to imagine that the original owner of this body could maintain his last bit of intelligence through willpower until the last second of his death.
From a physiological structure point of view, his body had actually long lost the ability to breathe, but he could still feel the air flowing into his chest and then slowly exhaling steadily and powerfully.
"Frost..." Duncan raised his eyes and glanced at the city area in the distance that was illuminated by lights. Then he shook his head and slowly walked to the coast. He found a calm pool of water and looked at his current face reflected in the water with the light from the Creation of the World.
Tirian threw up his hands. "Why ask? He's on the boat."
"You found my secret port - it's like
As you said, my method of hiding things is never good enough," Tirian sighed again, "something happened here in Frost. Something is stirring under the deep sea, which has attracted my father's attention. Now he came here to investigate in person and took the initiative to find me."
"I don't need such a stupid method," Lucrecia said calmly, "Your hiding skills are not very good. Have you ever kept all the snacks you hid intact since you were a child?"
Ai returned from the Lost Homeland.
Healthy, with normal perception, and its predecessor disintegrated shortly after leaving the coffin - he didn't have time to do more tests at the time, but now thinking back, that body did not give him any feedback on "establishing a beacon".
Duncan turned and looked at the flaming gate floating in the air, and three figures gradually appeared in the light and shadow of the flames.
Lucrecia: “…?”
"Belazov... May your soul have a safe journey." Duncan looked at his reflection in the pool of water, said goodbye to the former owner of this body for the last time, and then looked up at a place not far away.
Just as he was thinking about this, a crackling sound of fire suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and then a dark green flame door appeared out of thin air on the coast beside him.
Lucrecia frowned. "So, he saw me, face to face."
Tirian opened his mouth and seemed about to answer, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. Then he stood up and left the crystal ball. From the voices outside the screen, Lucretia only heard a few vague conversations.
Lucrecia did not speak again, as if he was lost in thought.
Tirian's face froze for a moment, then he sighed helplessly: "I thought those treasure hiding places were quite secret, after all, nothing had happened for such a long time..."
For less than a second, he even really wondered whether his brother's previous incarnation was corrupted by the warp, and whether he was a madman sitting in front of the crystal ball.
It seemed like someone came to the room and delivered something.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally broke the silence again: "Father, what... is he doing now?"
"If you show up like this, you'll be caught by the sheriff and the guards."
"Is there anyone else on the ship?" Lucrecia asked in surprise.
Duncan waved his hand, and the pigeon instantly turned into a stream of fire and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
Lucrecia's exclamation was instantly heard from the crystal ball: "You have apple pie over there?!"
"Anyone who has a fleet as large as the Sea Fog Fleet, even if you put the treasure in the city center, it is a pirate secret treasure that no one can touch. "The ship now also has hot water supply and fresh supplies from Plunder," Tirian said casually, "I know this is hard to imagine. In fact, my father even mentioned that he plans to install a steam core on the ship, so that the hot water supply can be turned into 24-hour, and a generator set can be added..."
"I didn't initiate the discussion," Tyrian shrugged. "I just asked him out of curiosity why the lower deck was locked. Then he told me that the entire lower deck of the Lost Homeland was immersed in the warp, and the door was locked mainly to prevent someone from falling in."
"He even talked to you about the Warp?!" Lucrecia's mouth twitched noticeably. "Is he not back to normal yet?"
"Is this one of the characteristics of a replica..." Duncan muttered thoughtfully, "because it is a broken mortal body, so it cannot bear power?"
This was the "helper" he brought from the Lost Homeland.
As he spoke, he spread his hands and said, "The good news is that it seems that my father will not mind my modification of the Sea Mist."
"Shocked, nervous, unbelievable, and eye-opening, right?" Tirian smiled bitterly, "I understand your feelings. I have experienced these feelings once."
A bleak night wind blew across the coast, and a flash of faint green fire suddenly streaked across the sky. Before anyone noticed the flame, it fell into an unknown place far away from the harbor.
People corner.
This time, it was Tirian who jumped up from the crystal ball.
As he confirmed this, he also recalled the temporary body he occupied on his first night in Frost.
"I don't know. He went back to the captain's room. Others on the ship said he was going to use some ordinary means to investigate the Frost City-State. I didn't ask for the details."
A tall and burly figure, whose entire body was burned beyond recognition and looked terrifying, walked out of the flames.
Ai was standing on a piece of rubble in the distance, raising his wings and making loud cooing sounds.
Through the connection established deep in the mind, it can be determined that its predecessor arrived on the Lost Homeland in an instant.
Duncan lowered his head and glanced at the body he was currently using.
"...I can't argue with you," Tirian waved his hand, avoiding this slightly awkward topic, "It seems that you are not worried about his danger."
The figure reflected in the pool was a burly and terrifying figure, full of majesty, but also enough to make people run to the police at a glance.
Feeling the cold night wind blowing, Duncan took a deep breath on the frosty land.