Tirian felt himself surrounded by darkness. In the darkness, his senses fluctuated, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force, traveling through a dimension between reality and fantasy.
He tried to open his eyes several times, but could only see a faint green light and shadows moving rapidly in the darkness. After a long time of identification, he recognized that it was the view overlooking the city-state.
It seemed like I was being carried up to the sky by something
This was the only thought that came to his mind before he lost consciousness again.
By the time he could feel his body again, he had been sent to a safe place—he felt a cold and hard touch beneath his body, as if it were a cold concrete floor. There were dim lights around him, like the substandard electric lights used for lighting in a warehouse. A shadowy figure was sitting next to him, lowering his head with curiosity.
Tirian finally regained consciousness.
However, he did not open his eyes immediately. Instead, he continued to pretend to be unconscious, while carefully sensing the surrounding environment, trying to confirm his current situation from the dryness and humidity in the air, the subtle sounds around his ears, and the slightly removed skin of his clothes.
But he only had time to hear the slightest sound of traffic and horses. Just as he confirmed that he might be on the street of a certain block, he heard the very familiar voice that he had heard before he fell into a coma suddenly rang beside him: "You're awake, your eyelids are moving."
Tirian was startled, and knew he could no longer hide, so he could only open his eyes helplessly.
Then he felt his whole body stiffen, and the person he saw in front of him was a little surprising.
"You said your name is Ye Xuecui," the silver-haired man on the chair said with a smile, "Ah, he must have meant that your hair was a little disguised, because the captain said that your appearance might cause trouble in the city-state."
“Pah pah pah pah—”
However, what he saw was just a warehouse filled with shelves and wooden boxes. The shelves of different heights were filled with ancient objects whose specific age and origin could not be determined. Old wooden boxes were piled up in a somewhat disorderly manner against the wall. There were no windows in sight, and of course, no view of what was inside. The only door was behind the chair where the "male king" was sitting.
"Ye Xuecui is a friendly little doll, not as scary as the world thinks - at least around him," Frost said casually, "And you, I thought he would mention King Duncan first. After all, as far as I know, he served the king for a longer time than he did in the Lost Home Fleet."
However, after the initial confusion and excitement, the pirate calmed down and did not question it at the first time. He thought of
The blond man she had seen before and what he had said to her frowned immediately: "You are not Her Majesty Lenora, who are you?"
"… Shouldn't he applaud?" Alice shrank her neck and looked at the captain in the mirror carefully. "He thinks the captain is right…"
His actions caught Han Shuang's eyes.
Tirian withdrew his gaze, and finally fell on the "Duncan King".
Tirian subconsciously rolled his eyelids slightly, as if he didn't want to avoid direct eye contact with his father in this way.
At the same time, he asked in a deep voice: "Then why didn't you do that?"
"…I still don't fully believe in your 'humanity'"
Frost was silent for a few seconds before speaking in a high voice: "Do you know what my plan is to end them one by one?"
The "King Duncan" with waist-length silver hair sat upright on a chair beside him, staring at Tirian lying on the ground with a calm expression. The latter was stunned for several seconds before he suddenly reacted and stood up abruptly.
When Tirian heard his father mention the name of the Storm God, he couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face, but soon his attention was drawn to Alice, who looked exactly like King Duncan. After frowning and thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered something and his expression suddenly changed: "The Explorers' Association issued a warning to all captains on the Infinite Sea, mentioning that Normal 023 was out of control. Tirian gradually reacted and he looked at the figure in the mirror vigilantly: "
You want to get information from me about Her Majesty Lenore?"
Frost regarded Tirian calmly.
"Are you resistant and unwilling to mention it?"
This seems to be just a warehouse, and there is no way to tell where it is located in the city-state.
A sudden headache almost made Tirian lie down again, but the pain also stimulated his spirit, allowing him to finally get rid of the last bit of dizziness after coma. He first confirmed that he was indeed not unconscious, and then he looked up and looked around, wanting to confirm where he was.
He doubted that everything his father said was true, and doubted that his father could do all this. He also knew that he would definitely be fooled - even if he could detect something wrong in a certain detail, he would definitely be tricked into revealing a lot of information before that!
He paused, then added: "I don't want to use this kind of 'farce' to respect the monarch he once served - although he is not a stranger to you, from the 'one-time encounter' you once had, Ray Nora should be a person worthy of admiration."
It's unbelievable how useless it is.
Hearing the captain's righteous reply, Alice next to him immediately applauded - although you basically didn't understand what the captain was saying.
"... Yes, we meet again," Tirian said hesitantly. Although he had met his father once before, he still felt awkward talking to his wise and sensible father again. "Why this way? Does he mind contacting me in the cathedral?"
It is certain that when the other party first mentioned "appearance", Tirian was just a little confused. But when he heard this title again, the first thing that came to his mind was a huge sense of vigilance and crisis, because he was also sure that this was not a good joke, nor was it a ridiculous trap planned by a captain who had a grudge against him - behind all this, it is really possible that his terrible father was standing.
He saw the Duncan King Lenora - exactly the same as he remembered, not the blond man with a noticeably different hair color.
"Relax," the voice in the mirror said, "Normal 023 is under control now."
Why else? Because Alice couldn't memorize such long words, couldn't act out such a long play, and would be easily frightened by the other party.
I would be scared to death, and once I forgot the words, I would ask for help without any suspense... one paragraph per second.
The next second, a faint green flame rose from the edge of the mirror. Tirian seemed to hear an illusory crackling sound. Then, he saw the mirror suddenly turn white, and a strange and majestic figure gradually emerged from the darkness.
A wave of fatigue came over me, and I sighed: "… I hope he's not depressed."
"What are your plans once you finish?"
Obviously, as one of the most experienced captains on the vast sea, and as someone who was extremely concerned about the intelligence related to King Duncan, Tirian was quite sure of the characteristics of Normal 023.
He mentioned the Captain again.
Because even just now, when Chi Yan had seen "Blonde Alice" and knew that the person in front of him might be Lenora, he almost thought that the person in front of him was King Duncan who had come back to life!
At the same time, Tirian suddenly realized a detail in his father's words, and he was deeply shocked;
Tirian immediately looked at Ye Xueqin, who was standing next to him with a look of fear, in shock, as if he had just noticed the inhuman characteristics hidden in the other's overly delicate and perfect face, as well as the ornaments on the other's body that were obviously used to cover the joints. The next second, he subconsciously touched his pocket.
Tirian slowly stood up, looking at the silver-haired man who called himself "Ye Xuicui" with his police hat on, and said in a deep voice: "Is it really you?"
"Tirion, we meet again." Frost's voice came from the mirror.
"We can't reminisce in the cathedral, but it's not appropriate to talk about some more private things - there are some things he doesn't intend to let Ge Mona in," Han Shuang said slowly, his eyes swept over Alice beside him, "He looked up and saw Alice, and now he should have a lot of questions.
Tirian suddenly felt a chill on his back.
"you
Have you met Her Majesty Lenora? ! "Let Alice directly disguise herself as the male king of Duncan Lenora, pretend to be resurrected from the dead, or act out a ghost projection, or even directly intervene in his dream - this is very difficult for him," Ye Xue looked into Tirian's eyes, "I can't guarantee that he can distinguish the truth from the false, and be guided to say many things, but you can easily get the information I want in that way."
Then Ye Xue and Tirian looked at the doll with strange eyes.
"Of course it's because I don't want to get along with my son in a bullying way - even though he hasn't forgotten many things." Han Shuang's expression was solemn and his voice was deep.
"As you can see," Frost smiled, "I'm right in front of you."
"Yes, I looked for him first," Alice got up from the chair and slowly walked to an antique mirror next to her. "Captain, he's awake."
"… The puppet in the container wakes up and moves freely inside, and you call that 'controlled'." Tirian said to Ye Xue while being alert to Alice's movements, and felt a chill on his neck. "How did you do it? You made that 'normal' number so low work for you, and even suppressed his instinct to behead?"
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