The owner of the Rose Doll House searched in the storage room for a long time and finally found what she was looking for. However, when she came out, she found that the "customer" who had been standing in front of the counter had disappeared.
"... so irritable..." After confirming that Tirian had left, the old woman couldn't help but mutter, "No wonder the sister became a scholar while the brother went to fight..."
However, Tirian certainly had no idea what the old elf lady was saying about him behind his back. He had already rushed out of the doll shop and came to the street outside.
However, after standing in the open space in front of the store and looking around, he still couldn't find the blonde lady.
Several sailors who had been waiting outside the store saw the captain come out and look around, and immediately came over: "Captain, we are here."
"I didn't look for you," Zhuo Rui'an said quickly, while his eyes were still scanning the surrounding streets and alleys, "Did you see a lady with long golden hair standing by the window just now? About... half a head shorter than me, wearing a purple dress."
The sailors looked at each other in thought, and then all cast surprised glances at Tirian.
Ryan Bin frowned: "... What do you mean by that look?"
"Captain..." a sailor spoke up boldly, his tone hesitant, "Love at first sight is a good thing, but I think that crossing city-states..."
Tirian looked at his subordinate calmly and said, "If you keep talking, I will put you into the eight main guns of the Sea Mist and fire at the direction where you are coming from."
"Probably not," Alice continued to shake her head, "The captain has already said that if I don't cooperate, he will use the dog to hit me and make me spin like a top..."
Alice thought for a moment and said, "Ah, the captain also said that he might have that reaction, so there is another invitation plan..."
Shirley thought about it and had a new worry: "… If the captain saw his son's head swollen like that, would he be angry?"
I have indeed seen people with similar looks before, but to be this similar... is still far beyond common sense and beyond imagination.
The other party's voice is exactly the same as that of the Frost King? !
The other party was obviously coming for him.
"His father," Alice said honestly.
After saying this, he was about to turn around and leave, but the blond man who called himself Fang Feixian suddenly said, "Does he want to know who the 'Captain' you are talking about is?"
"I don't know," Alice shook her head, "You can't fight."
"… You didn't ask his name," Tirian frowned, "I asked who he was, and what he wanted to do—why did he come to meet with me
And the situation was exactly as he expected.
"The captain wants to see him," Alice said seriously, answering whatever was asked. "He said he's in the chapel, and there are too many people around him to discuss confidential matters. We need to take him to a quieter place so we can talk."
After the sailors left, Tirian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He then looked around, thought for a moment, and walked to the quietest corner of the street within his sight, where he silently waited for the other party to show up.
Fang Fei finally felt relieved and clapped his hands: "That's fine, you call Ai to come over to transport the people." "I don't think so," Fang Fei also came over, looking at Tirian who was walking over and whispering to Shirley, "The captain said that Tirian is a naughty child."
A mysterious captain wanted to talk to me about some confidential matters, so he sent someone to lure me out
He just muttered a few words when he suddenly felt the atmosphere around him change. A sense of alarm surged up instantly. He turned his head sharply to look in the direction where the atmosphere came from, but he only saw a big boy standing there without knowing when, swinging his arm and throwing something at him.
"Why didn't he dodge just now?" Shirley squatted down, picked up a stick and poked Tirian's face, "After that, those End of the World preachers could at least dodge a few times..."
After waiting in this quiet alley for less than a moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the direction. He looked up and followed the sound.
Looking over, the blond man with the appearance of the Frost King was indeed appearing in the shadows not far away.
However, Tirian's expression changed slightly after hearing what the other party said: "Sorry, this joke is not funny. Excuse me.
This looks like a dog.
In less than a second, Tirian felt that he had a chance to dodge, even if the opponent attacked by surprise, even if the opponent
's strength and speed were obviously extraordinary, and he had a chance to dodge it. However, the moment he tried to dodge, he found that all his limbs had lost response - as if invisible threads had tightly bound his bones and muscles, and he had lost control of his body.
Tirian was still thinking here.
"But they don't have any money," the sixth sailor finally said, "not even for the bus fare—it's not close to the cathedral from there."
After a moment, the "Iron Lieutenant General" threw a bag of change to several of his men, and almost bit his back teeth and squeezed out a few words, "You guys, get out of here."
The only thing he did was to turn his head reluctantly and glance at the blond man who was showing a harmless smile - the beautiful dog's head that was rapidly enlarging at the edge of his vision.
The blond man opposite smiled and spoke calmly.
"What's the matter?" Tirian waved his hand. "I have something to do. You can leave first."
If his guess was correct, the other party would indeed show up on his own initiative - he had just dispersed the men he brought with him on the street in order to send a signal that "no meeting" was allowed.
With a loud whistle, the big pirate flew several meters away and became silent.
"Ah?" Several sailors asked, and one of them said in surprise, "But..."
"... Just knocked away like that?" He looked at the chain in his hand, then at Tirian who was knocked away, and walked over to check the situation while muttering, "He thought there would be at least a big fight, but the legendary pirate was just... not killed, right
A person who looked almost identical to the Frost King appeared in the direction of the doll shop as if he had been prepared. He knocked on the window to attract his attention, but ran away when he showed up - this series of actions sent a clear signal.
Even though he had seen it once before through the window, Tirian still couldn't help but feel surprised at this moment - they were so similar!
It was precisely because of this overly similar appearance that Tirian's first reaction after the momentary shock was to be cautious and vigilant - he stared at the mysterious blond man, as if the other party was a dangerous person worthy of his full vigilance, and in that careful observation, he also discovered some strangeness in the other party.
"Incredible," just as Tirian was becoming more and more alert, the blond man took the initiative to speak, "You actually came - it turns out that luring people out is so complicated."
Tirian's expression turned serious. "It is an order."
But he had no intention of meeting the other party.
Tirian frowned, but for some reason he felt more relaxed. He had been a pirate on the cold sea for half a century and had seen countless similar situations. Compared to the sudden resurrection of the Frost King Lei Duanrui to find him, a conspiracy meeting between captains was more unfamiliar to him.
Zhuo Rui'an was about to turn around and leave, but after hearing what the other party said, he subconsciously hesitated: "The other one..."
Tirian frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something vaguely. He raised his head and looked at the few people he brought with him: "You go back to the cathedral first."
He couldn't be sure if he had seen it wrong just now. There was indeed a blond man who looked exactly like Majesty Lenora knocking on the window in the window.
Shirley looked at her own results in a daze.
Tirian: "…"
Another sailor couldn't help but speak up: "But, Captain, we..."
"Did I just spin?"
"It seems... it's spinning. It's spinning a lot in the air."
"I am very interested in hiding
"The one with the exposed tail is not interested," after confirming that this was an unfamiliar "plot", Tirian's expression became nervous, and he answered casually, "Go tell your master that if you want to meet the captain of the Sea Mist, you should come openly and find me in the cathedral. And it must be a shameful business. I'm sorry, the Sea Mist only does legal business outside the Frigid Sea.
Instead of feeling pleasantly surprised and excited, Ryan became alert: "... Who is he?"
"My name is Fang Fei."
The sailor was stunned on the spot.
There was a vast sea of people, and in fact, if it was certain that only a person with a face similar to the Frost King appeared in front of him, Zhuan Yan would not have much reaction - in his long life of half a century, he had seen many people with similar looks. However, the other party was knocking on the window inside, which was the same.
His manners were elegant and restrained like a nobleman, his face was rough but with a little more... "the breath of the living". Others might not be able to detect it, but as a captain with an army of undead, Tirian gradually felt something from him... a trait that was extremely incongruous in the living.
"Hmm?" Tirian frowned. "Who is it?"