Chapter 66: A Beautiful Morning on the Lost Homeland
"Alice! Keep your head in mind! β
The beautiful morning aboard the Lost Land began with the captain's roar on deck.
Duncan stood outside the captain's room, raised his hand and pointed to the head of a puppet hanging from a nearby beam, and the corner of his eyes twitched for a long time before finally seeing the body of a puppet wearing a dark purple gothic dress standing up from the side in a panic and taking off the head hanging in the air.
With a crisp "pop" in the air, Miss Doll put her head back on, and then trotted over: "Hehe......"
"Hey, what, hey, what are you doing with your head hanging on my door in the morning?" Duncan stared at this cursed doll that came to life every once in a while, and really, who couldn't be shocked when he pushed the door early in the morning and saw a head fluttering in the wind at the door? Fortunately, he has been on this ship for a long time, and his nerves are stronger than before, otherwise he would have to turn his back on his back, "Don't tell me you're on the lookout - there are pigeons on the sentry!" β
"I washed my hair in the morning...... "Alice replied cautiously, curling her neck, "and my hair doesn't dry out, so I want to hang it higher and blow the ......."
Duncan: "......"
Alice gave Duncan a cautious look: "Captain...... Are you angry? β
"You...... Plausible. Duncan held back for a long time, and finally could only hold back such a sentence from the bronchi, he had to admit while restraining the shaking of the muscles on his face, at least from the perspective of Alice's "abnormal 099" lifestyle, it is really okay to hang his head a little higher and blow the wind - the winch on the ship still takes napping as a habit, and the bucket that wipes the deck rolls to the stern of the boat every afternoon to bask in the sun.
From this point of view, Alice, a doll who has adapted to life on the ship, is now really "mingling" with the ship......
"Captain, it's good that you're not angry!" Alice immediately laughed, she seemed to have adapted not only to life on this ship, but also to the captain's temper, she was still in awe of this powerful ghost captain, but no longer as simple fear as at the beginning, she seemed to be much more relaxed, and even dared to bargain with the captain, "Then I can still hang my head on ......"
"Noβyou can do anything but the entrance to the captain's quarters, find your own place," Duncan glanced at the doll, "I don't want to push the door and see the crew's heads hanging in the doorway, or headless bodies swaying in front of the door." β
Alice could only honestly bow her head: "Oh, okay. β
Duncan still looked at her with a thoughtful expression.
"Captain?" Alice was a little hairy by the other party's eyes, "Why do you keep staring at me......"
"I just had a question that occurred to me," Duncan said as he thought about it, "and you're going to lose your hair, right, and when you wash it?" That...... Do you grow hair? β
Alice was stunned for a moment, her expression was like a pigeon Ay who was suddenly stuck.
It was a long time before her eyes suddenly rounded, and she looked at Duncan with a shocked face: "I...... I...... I didn't think about it at all! Captain, you ......"
She actually wanted to ask, "Captain, are you the devil", but she was afraid that she would be scolded by Mr. Goathead after saying this, on the grounds that she underestimated the captain's power and over-glorified the image of the first disaster at sea......
Duncan didn't care about Alice's last words, his thoughts had already diverged: "Look, although you can walk, jump and talk, your body is still like a real puppet, you don't need to eat or drink, and you can press back if your joints fall off, so can I understand it this way, your hair is a non-renewable resource, and if you wash too much, you will be bald...... Comb your hair too much? β
Alice was about to cry: "Captain, why did you think of such a terrible thing......"
Duncan: "Actually, I've been wanting to ask since you cooked that bowl of fish head soup." β
Although Alice was sad, she was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "But I only cooked fish soup......"
Duncan was straightforward: "Nonsense, there is fish in it, there is a head and a soup, why not a fish head soup?" β
Alice: "...... Captain, you are reasonable. β
The beautiful morning on the Lost Country began with everyone agreeing that it was reasonable.
Miss Doll left in a trance, as if she suddenly had something to think about for the future of her life, and Duncan was in a cheerful mood, and he blew the sea breeze, and then ate a simple breakfastβa fish fillet that Alice had baked by herself yesterday, shredded cheese, and spirits from the city-state of Plande, not very delicious, but the best food on the Lost Country at the moment.
In the chart room of the captain's room, the goathead looked curiously at Duncan, who was in a happy mood: "Captain, what's wrong with Miss Alice?" I noticed that she was absent-mindedly returning to the cabin, and that she had hit the door twice as she returned to her room...... She seems to have a lot on her mind? β
"She's facing a major challenge in her life, and I don't think you'll have to worry about her fighting with the oddities on the ship for a long time to come," Duncan shook his glass with a mischievous smile on his face, "but I'm curious about one thing......
"Huh? What are you curious about? β
"Will the cursed doll's hair fall out and turn into a bald doll?" Duncan discussed with the goathead very seriously, "Should there be some kind of supernatural power to ensure this kind of transcendent thing...... Hmm, to ensure some kind of state? Unfortunately, before I could discuss this with Alice, she ran away. β
Goathead: "......"
Duncan glanced curiously at the guy, who was usually very noisy: "Why don't you speak?" β
The goat's head held back for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "You really deserve to be the most terrifying natural disaster on the boundless sea...... I can't ask this kind of question. β
Duncan shrugged his shoulders and stood up from behind the nautical table.
"I'm going to leave again," he said to the goat's head, snapping his fingers as a cluster of green flames burst into thin air, and the pigeon Aye, in the form of an undead bird, descended from the flames and landed on his shoulder, "as usual, you're at the helm." β
"Yes, Captain, the following omissions of your loyalty will not disappoint you!" The goat's head immediately agreed in a raised tone, and then asked curiously, "Captain, you seem to be ...... lately Passionate about spiritual walking? Is there something on land that interests you? β
Duncan didn't answer immediately, but thought for a moment before he spoke: "I recently suddenly discovered that the world has become a little more interesting after a century of development. β
This is his response after weighing it up: this sentence does not reveal any clear information, nor does it reveal his lack of knowledge, and at the same time it reasonably lays a primer that can make his subsequent frequent attention to the terrestrial world more normal, and if necessary, can also be used as a "reasonable motive" for the Lost Land to return to the civilized world.
And this answer should not be too contrary to the image of "Captain Duncan".
The biggest natural disaster on the boundless sea can also be a happy person - because the happy person is compatible with all things.
The goathead didn't react unusually, as if all the decisions Captain Duncan had made for granted to him: "Oh, you're right, after all these years, it's time for those weak city-states to come up with something that interests you, and it's only natural that you want to use it to relieve your boredom...... In that case, should the Lost Country be prepared? Which one are you planning to invade? Prand? Lensa? Or a frost farther north? β
Duncan listened to the first half of the goat's words and nodded secretly in his heart, saying in his heart that this number one dog leg really knows how to figure out what to do on the stage, but when he heard the second half, the blood began to cool - the cooperation of this goods directly turned into arch fire, and he had to quickly interrupt: "When did I say that I was going to invade the city-state?" Isn't it a pity to spoil something interesting? β
"Ah...... Yes, what you say is that my suggestion is too reckless," the goathead immediately retorted, "I thought you were going to drive the boat around in the future...... Of course, since you don't have that in mind, this suggestion should be discarded. Actually, this is also very good, after all, the big city-state still has some strength, and it is a bit risky to approach it rashly......"
"Don't talk about invading the city-state in the future," Duncan glanced at the goat's head and added another layer of insurance uneasily, "We've been out of step with the world for a hundred years, and now I'm going to regain control of the changes in civilized society, which may involve a lot of long-term changes - don't make superfluous plans until I have a clear order." β
"Do as you command, Captain."