The second floor of the antique shop is not large, except for the kitchen and bathroom, there are only two rooms, one for Duncan and one for Nina—Shirley, who is staying overnight, can obviously only sleep with Nina.

"Actually, I can sleep in the ....... hallway" Shirley looked a little nervous as Nina busily prepared herself, "or a bunk on the first floor......"

-Uncle Duncan has gone back to his room, and here he is

"That's not going to work," Nina said, glancing up in the direction of the door.

It's just her and Shirley, plus the "dog" who is napping next to her, "How can you let the guests sleep in the corridor, and on the first floor... …… The first floor was full of uncle's 'treasures', and he wouldn't say yes. ”

"His baby?" Shirley was stunned for a moment, remembering what she had seen on the first floor - she was so nervous that she hadn't even looked at the place properly, but now that she looked back, the first floor seemed to be nothing more than a mess-like mess, and it was a bit outrageous to say that it was a "collection" of subspace shadows.

But soon she reacted again: here, the "Mr. Duncan" is just an ordinary person, and Nina in front of her really doesn't seem to know that her "uncle" has other faces.

Thinking of this, Shirley's expression was a little strange, and under the bright light brought by the electric light, she glanced at Nina quickly and whispered, "Are you really not angry?"

Nina stopped making the bed and raised her eyebrows: "Angry? Why?"

..... I've actually lied to you for quite a long time," Shirley whispered, she had rarely been so embarrassed and quiet in her life, but since she met "Mr. Duncan", she is now more and more accustomed to whispering, "I only approached you at first because of the dog's prompt, but I didn't expect you to believe me so easily, even....... It's as simple as being my 'friend'. I think you should be a little angry. “

.“ Nina muttered, but quickly shook her head, "But I'm not really angry, whatever the reason, at least you're really talking to me, shopping, and going to museums." “

Shirley didn't quite accept Nina's calm reaction, or rather, she was already used to a colder interpersonal environment, but felt very awkward next to Nina, who seemed to always exude warm heat: "You're such a strange person."

"Is there one?" Nina made the bed and sat down with her head tilted slightly, "But someone seems to have said that about me a long time ago. ....Why is this child's heart so wide?' I remember saying. ”

As she spoke, she beckoned to Shirley: "You can sit up too, why do you keep standing stupidly?"

Shirley pouted, then hesitated to sit next to Nina, feeling very strange in her heart.

She had no idea that things would turn out this way.

She was stared at by a tenant of subspace shadows, and had to live in the other party's "lair", she was in the same room with the "dependents" of the subspace shadows, and Ah Dog had shrunk into a ball with inexplicable fear since just now, she knew how dangerous the real situation was at this moment, how weird, and maybe even separated from death - but when she opened her eyes, there was actually only a warm light in front of her, and a girl who smiled warmly.

"The lights are so bright....... as if to break the tension, or maybe it's just that she can't find anything to say, Shirley suddenly muttered quietly.

"Don't you have electric lights where you live?" Nina was a little surprised.

"You still have to use oil lamps after dark."

"I live in... An older neighborhood where there are no electric lights yet," Shirley was a little embarrassed

"......." Nina opened her mouth, feeling a little awkward in her heart, and then changed the subject a little stiffly, "Do you want to change into pajamas?" You can wear mine. I have one from two years ago that you should fit right when you put it on. ”

“.…… Good. ”

"Go to bed early today, tomorrow is a day off, I'll walk around the neighborhood with you in the morning, and buy you a new dress by the way, your skirt is burned."

“.. … I don't have any money. “

"Then be my gift to you."

"..... good."

Duncan stood in front of the windowsill of his bedroom, quietly looking in the direction of the Sixth Block, his expression calming.

The two girls have already slept next door, and after so many things today, Shirley is tired or not, he doesn't know, Nina is definitely tired.

He closed his eyes slightly and tilted his head to the side.

In the dark vision, two small green flames jumped.

It was the direction of the next room, and two flames were his "mark", one from Shirley, and the other ...... pointed Nina's direction.

Duncan still doesn't know what the ashes around Nina mean, what secrets are buried in the city-state, where the "curtain" comes from, or who controls everything behind the scenes.

But he could feel himself approaching the truth of eleven years ago, prying at the fog that had engulfed over the city-state and condensed by some otherworldly element.

Leaving a "mark" on Nina is a layer of insurance, this mark can allow him to detect the other party's state at the first time, and act as a location when the situation is urgent, and if he finds out what is going on with the "ashes" around Nina in the future, he can also use the power of the mark to intervene at the first time, at least to isolate Nina from the harmful transcendent forces around him.

But it's not enough to have a layer of insurance.

Duncan looked at his hands.

The body was still too weak, too far away from the body, the power that the body could transmit and the power that the body could grasp were limited, and the danger of this city-state was probably beyond his expectations.

He took a soft breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The next second, Duncan, who was on the Lost Land, opened his eyes, got up and pushed open the door to the captain's bedroom.

The following omissions of your loyalty are being calibrated ......."

The raising voice of the goat's head came almost without delay: "Oh, your Excellency the great captain!

"In what direction is the city-state of Plande?" Duncan glanced at the goat's head and interrupted the other man quite skilfully.

"The city-state of Popland?!" The goat's head was caught off guard, and the hard wooden face showed a momentary stunnedness, but then it reacted

Come over, and his tone suddenly became unexpected and excited, "The city-state of Purland! The city-state of humanity! The great Captain Duncan is finally about to embark on a plundering expedition

Is it?! Is this your offensive target? Will we attack the port directly, or will we plunder the merchant ships passing through the city-state? We can also slowly corrode the city-state's coastal waters and gradually block off its coastline, and the city-state's navy could be a nuisance......"

"Shut up, don't make unnecessary arrangements," Duncan walked straight to the nautical table, reached out and tapped on the table, "I'll only ask you the direction of the city-state of Purland. ”

"Oh, yes, yes, as you wish—"

The goat's voice became a little low and elongated, and he spoke slowly, and the next second, Duncan noticed a flickering bright spot suddenly appeared on the edge of the foggy chart.

"The city-state of Plande you're looking for....... It shouldn't be too far off," said the goat's head respectfully, "ah, it's a pity that the charts have been asleep for too long,

This can only mark the approximate location of Plant, and the sea conditions and markings along the way are still shrouded in unknown...

"It looks far away," Duncan glanced at the bright spots in the fog, and then judged the extent of the proven waters around the Lost Country, frowning slightly, "How long will it take to get close to the waters near Purland at full speed?"

"Half a month? Or maybe a month? It's been very soon, and we're not really far from the borders of civilization," the goat's head muttered. "You can choose to let the Lost Ship go full speed in the Spirit Realm, but it is not very safe, and while the Spirit Realm itself is not much of a threat to us, there are many daring people in the deep sea who may be looking for trouble.....''

Deep sea ......

Duncan subconsciously thought of "Ah Dog", but quickly shook his head: "Then sail in the real sea first, and approach the city-state of Purland—the last one."

Question, can it not be discovered by the city-state?"

He looked into the goat's head's eyes.

As the "captain" of the Lost Country, he asked a bit of a risky question this time.

Because he should have completely controlled the ship and fully understood what it was capable of.

But he still asked, and he was testing his "first mate" little by little.

There was no emotion in the obsidian-carved eyes of the goat's head, he just quietly looked at the captain, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke as usual: ..... we can hide in the fog and, if necessary, dive briefly into the broken reflection of the waves, so that at least fifteen nautical miles from the coast, the human city-states and ships will not be able to detect the approach of the Lost Country.

"But not nearer—the sight of the gods will perceive, and the cathedral of the city-state will warn."

"You learned this from a century ago," Duncan said quietly, "does it still work now?"

"Of course," said the goat's brisk tone, "a century – the gods don't grow much in a century. ”“

Duncan breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good, then let the Lost Country approach the city-state of Purland, and pay attention to hiding yourself."

"May I ask?" The goat's head said, "You....... What the hell do you want to do?"

"Just wanted to do a test," Duncan thought for a moment, a slight smile on his face, "to see if the wifi would be better." ”

Goat's head: .. ....wi..... what do you mean?"

"Go back and let Ay explain it to you?"

"Nope! The following omissions of your loyalty don't care at all what this means!"