The pigeon tilted its head, probably sensing that Duncan did not hear clearly, and quickly repeated it again, louder than before: "Aye! ”

Duncan finally understood what the bird meant: "You mean, your name is Ae?" ”

The pigeon nodded proudly and paced around the desk: "Coo! ”

Duncan couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, he always felt that communicating with this bird was more strange than communicating with a goat's head, and this was mainly strange in the elusive language style of the pigeon: "Do you know how you were born?" Or rather...... How did you get here? ”

The pigeon thought for a while, and both eyes looked in different directions at the same time: "Oops, the page is gone, refresh it and try?" ”

Duncan: "......"

He found himself completely unable to comprehend what was going on in the bird's head, and was not even sure if the sentences that had popped up were related to the topic at hand.

But he was absolutely sure that the bird was thinking, and it was ...... Communicate with yourself seriously.

It's just that it obviously has its own understanding of "communication".

Duncan had a few more conversations with the pigeon, who called himself "Say", and the result was that their conversation always maintained a parallel frequency, basically each saying its own thing, if it was related, it was really impossible to see where the intersection was, if it was not related, the pigeon had to answer all questions...... And occasionally there is a sentence or two that seems to answer Duncan's question.

In the end, there was not much progress in the exchange, and Duncan could only frown and mutter, "What kind of evil thing is this......"

He felt that it would probably take a long time for him to establish normal communication with the bird, and that the process might be even more difficult than he had used to the noise of the goat's head.

The pigeon crouched on the table opposite him, winking innocently and occasionally asking for 50.

Duncan didn't pay attention to the bird's chatter, but curled his fingers and rubbed them gently, watching the green flames on his fingertips jump in the air, he was at least sure that although the brass compass had merged with the pigeon in front of him, it was still essentially an "anomalous object" that could be manipulated by himself.

The dark green spirit fire rose, and the green flame rose between the feathers of the pigeon "Ey" almost at the same time, and the brass compass hanging on its chest "snapped" open, and under the transparent glass case, the slightly illusory hands were gradually stabilizing with Duncan's will, and the dial depicting many mysterious symbols was gradually filled with flames.

Ay didn't react the whole time, just bathed in the spirit fire quite naturally, as if waiting for Duncan's orders.

Before the brass compass could be fully activated, Duncan took the initiative to disperse the flames.

During the test, Duncan also silently summarized in his heart:

"The compass can still be used...... It's just a strange 'medium' that makes it uncertain what this pigeon will do, or maybe it's some kind of help......

"It's not clear what this compass is, and it's best not to do a second 'shuttle' until you're ready...... The next time you test it, keep an eye out for changes in the compass and the pigeons.

"There is a connection between the pigeon and me, and this connection becomes more pronounced in the case of the spirit fire, and even has some direct control over where the pigeon appears...... But control can only go so far......

"'Ey' clearly has a will of his own, acting on his own will, and orders given to him are not always carried out, unlike the other 'objects' on the Lost Land.

"Able to speak, have a certain ability to think, and be able to judge problems independently...... Compared to normal anomalies, the pigeon seems to be more similar to a goat's head in nature......"

Duncan summed up some of the information he knew so far, and finally, his eyes finally fell on the obsidian knife.

The blade is like a dry and twisted finger, and the blade is dark and reflective.

This is exactly what the black-robed priest wearing the golden sun mask who presided over the evil sacrifice ritual in the sewer assembly hall once had, and judging by its use, it should be a "ritual blade".

Duncan arrived at the assembly hall suspected to be located under the "city-state of Purland" in the form of a spiritual projection, and when he returned, it was also a spiritual return, he thought that this process should be completely spiritual or spiritual, but now this ritual knife was really placed in front of him.

After a moment's thought, Duncan reached out and picked up the knife.

The cold, hard touch was real, and it was a real thing.

Duncan unleashed a little more spirit fire, causing the flames to wrap around the blade, and judging from the empty and void feedback, the extraordinary power contained in this ritual knife had indeed dissipated.

As he had judged at the sacrifice site, it was not really an "anomaly", but rather an extension of some supernatural power, or a temporary item that had been artificially "infused".

Although Duncan didn't know what kind of system the "anomalies" in this world were, he guessed that the knife was not a rare item, at least ...... It looks like it's mass-produced.

"Is this something you brought back?" He raised his head to look at Ey, who was resting on the table, and raised the obsidian knife in his hand, "And it's for me?" ”

The pigeon stared at Duncan with its little red eyes, motionless and unresponsive to the question.

Duncan: "......? ”

He asked again, but the dove still did not move, as if it had suddenly become a lifeless sculpture.

The sudden anomalous change made Duncan's brow furrow slightly, but just as he was about to stimulate Ay with the spirit flame to see if he could forcibly wake him up, the bird suddenly "came to life" again, and it jumped on the spot twice, shouting: "Take this solar battle axe, take this solar battle axe, take this ......"

"Okay, okay, I see, you don't have to answer every question I just asked," Duncan quickly waved his hand, and while forcibly quieting the pigeon, he organized his language again, "Do you know how you brought this knife here?" Or can you carry the 'real thing' around, right? ”

The pigeon pondered for a moment, lowered his head and pecked Duncan's fingers: "The whole field is full, and each piece is free shipping." ”

Duncan: "I...... Just pretend to understand. ”

He sighed, feeling that the limit of his communication with the bird was here.

Then he got up from his desk and looked in the direction of the chart room.

Goathead and Alice were still outside, and the eager and friendly exchange continued.

Miss Doll hadn't made a sound for a long time, and Goathead had just begun to tell about the seventeenth way to make kombu stew.

Duncan felt compelled to save his only (and the most artistic) crew member.

On the other hand, he had been in the dormitory for too long, and there was some unusual movement in between, and he felt the need to go out and show his face to make the goat's head feel at ease.

Before leaving, though, he hesitated to glance at Ae, who was running around the table.

Do you want to take this pigeon out as well? How do you explain that you took it out?

Duncan hesitated for only two seconds before decisively grabbing the pigeon and placing it on his shoulder.

He is going to be active on the Lost Country for a long time, and this pigeon will definitely follow him for a long time in the foreseeable future, it is not known what the living habits of this bird are, but as an "anomaly" with the ability to think and communicate, it is probably difficult for it to be hidden somewhere like a dead thing.

There is an extra "crew" on the ship, which is something that cannot be hidden, and if it is hidden now, once it is exposed in the future, it will greatly damage the image of "Captain Duncan".

So he might as well take the pigeon out generously and say it was his new "trophy" - he didn't need to explain anything to the goathead, and the captain didn't need to explain it to the first mate.

The first mate will make up for it himself.

As for the strange things that this pigeon pops up from time to time (which must sound incomprehensible to the natives of this world...... That doesn't need to be explained.

Let Goat Head and Alice figure out how to make up for it themselves.

With a fat pigeon on his shoulder, Duncan got up and tidied up his posture and walked calmly in the direction of the chart room.

The pigeon puffed up its chest proudly, shouting as if announced: "Authentic good herbal tea, authentic good voice, welcome to watch by ......"