Chapter 231: Poli, the Reliable Messenger
Aye flew into the store, standing on the handrail of the stairs with her toes held out and her chest held high, a pair of mung bean eyes dripping and spinning.
The big parrot with its colorful tail feathers flew into the store after it, and landed on the counter next to Duncan, swaggering up and down the counter as if it were at home.
Duncan looked at this guy who flew from nowhere with a stunned expression, and the big parrot also raised his head, looked at Duncan without seeing it, and after a long time, he suddenly flapped his wings and made a loud and piercing sound: "Ah! Polley! ”
"Your name is Polley?" Duncan asked curiously, he didn't expect the parrot to really answer anything, after all, the essence of the parrot's speech is just to learn the tongue, but he didn't expect the bird to really nod and wave its wings after hearing his question: "Pelly!" It's called Polley! ”
Duncan's expression froze, and he turned his head to look at Say, who was looking proudly on the handrail of the stairs, "Where did you find this ...... 'friend'?" ”
"There's a friend from afar," Ay immediately flapped her wings, looking at Duncan with one eye and out of the window with the other, "It's coming!" ”
Nina next to her immediately asked curiously, "What does it mean?" ”
After learning the secrets of the Lost Country and Duncan, Nina of course also knew about Say's ability to speak, and she was surprised at the time, but now she had calmed down - but like everyone else, she had a hard time understanding what the pigeon's strange words were meant from time to time.
"Maybe it doesn't know where the parrot came from," Duncan used his imagination to translate for Ae, then turned his head to look at the parrot and the pigeon, and finally couldn't hold back for a long time, "Ae...... I'm not against you making friends, but do you realize that you're both different species? Why don't you find a pigeon......"
"The sea is inclusive, and tolerance is great," the pigeon spirit tilted his head, and shouted in a stunned manner, "There is tolerance is great!" ”
Duncan: "......"
He often thinks about life and doubts himself in the course of his conversations with Say, wondering if he is on the same channel as this bird spirit.
This feeling of being able to communicate magically and magically is not usually subtle.
At this time, Shirley, Dog and Alice's attention was also attracted, and the "people" came to the counter to look at the big parrot who was not afraid of people, and Alice also reached out curiously and poked the big parrot's wings, but the latter just jumped to the side twice to dodge a little, and then tilted his head and stared at the puppet.
"What is this?" Alice looked at Duncan curiously, "Looks completely different from Ey." ”
Shirley on the side immediately spoke: "Of course it's different, this is a parrot, and Ay is a pigeon." ”
"What is a parrot?" Alice asked, "Can I eat it?" ”
"No," Shirley shook her head, then asked the doll rhetorically, "Why do you always care about this when you don't even need to eat?" ”
"I'm in charge of the ship...... Mr. Duncan cooks! ”
There was a lot of gossip at the counter, but Duncan didn't get involved, he just looked thoughtfully at the big parrot who called himself "Polley", for some reason, he always had a vague sense that the bird was a little familiar, as if it were ...... I just saw it somewhere.
"Where are you from? Why did you come here? He asked suddenly.
In the conversation just now, he had already faintly noticed that this parrot actually had a certain ability to communicate with people—which obviously proved that its origin was not ordinary.
The parrot turned his head and tilted his head: "Polley! Go, send the message! ”
"Messenger?" Duncan was stunned for a moment, and his expression became slightly serious, "What letter?" ”
The parrot tilted its head as if to think, and only opened its mouth after recalling it, but before it could say anything, it heard Ay next to it suddenly flutter over and shout at the top of her throat: "Hour fries!" ”
The big parrot was taken aback: "Ah! Polley! ”
"Hour fries!" The dove landed in front of the parrot and nodded its head with a serious face, "Hour fries." ”
"Polley?" "Hour fries!"
The two birds exchanged so much that Duncan had to interrupt from the side: "Stop—Say, shut up." Pelly, what message do you want to preach, and to whom do you send it? ”
The big parrot was obviously stunned, and after a few seconds of froze, he hesitated and shook his body back and forth: "Hour fries." ”
Duncan: "......"
He suddenly realized one thing, whatever the message that the parrot had been trying to deliver, it had apparently forgotten it now......
And then, as if some useful information had been poured out of the remaining memory, the parrot suddenly jumped up and flapped its wings vigorously: "Tell the captain, tell the captain!" Tell...... Hour fries! ”
Then, shouting "fries on the hour," the parrot flapped its wings and flew straight to the door, and before anyone could react, it had already rushed out of the gate, into the sky, and accelerated towards the upper part of the city-state of Purland.
Nina wanted to stop the parrot but didn't have time, so she could only watch the other party's figure fly away with a regretful face, turn her head and mutter: "Ah, fly away." ”
Duncan didn't respond—his face turned serious when he heard Polley shout the words "Tell the captain," and he remembered why he was vaguely familiar with the parrot.
He'd actually seen the bird—in one of the Sea Mist's cabins when the Lost and Sea Mist overlapped!
"Say, catch up with the parrot."
……
"That's pretty much it."
In a secluded reception room somewhere in the Plante Cathedral, Old Bishop Valentine, dressed in civilian clothes, said to Tirian, who was sitting on the sofa across from the coffee table.
"The Lost Country eventually took the fragments of the sun, prevented the creep from descending, and undid the effects of historical pollution on the city-state, though we still don't know for sure...... Your father's intentions. ”
Tyrion's expression was subtle and stiff.
He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been stuck in this state of mind by astonishment—he could understand every word the old bishop said, but even in his wildest dreams, he never thought it would happen!
"Did the Lost Land really leave like that? Looks like they're here to save the day? The famous "Pirate Captain" said with a tone of incredulity, "It took away the fragments of the sun...... And then what? That's all? Didn't do anything else? ”
Valentine exchanged glances with Vana next to him, and both of them had a little helplessness and hesitation in their expressions.
It's hard to say the phrase "Your dad robbed half the city's fries" in front of Tirion these days.
“…… Nothing else," hesitating, the old bishop still couldn't get the matter out of his mind, he shook his head and sighed, "I know you're confused—Mr. Tirion, we're just as confused as you are, and if even you don't know what your father wants to do, then we don't know either." ”
"He wasn't my father a century ago," Tirion shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice, "It's just a replica that has been torn apart by subspace and clumsily cobbled together, with no human ...... in its hollow shell."
Tirion paused abruptly as he spoke, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the seconds when the Lost and the Sea Mist overlapped, and thought of the cold and detached words he had heard—
"I'm busy."
The pirate suddenly hesitated.
Inside the shell on the Lost Homeland...... Is there really no humanity? The voice that spoke to me at the time, and the breath I felt from that figure...... Is it really just an echo of the hollow madness of subspace?
Just as Tirion was so distracted, the young Inquisitor's voice suddenly came from the other side, interrupting his thoughts: "The question of whether Captain Duncan has 'humanity' is what we're going to discuss. ”
"Huh?" Tirien looked at Vana quizzically, "What does that mean?" ”
"Actually......" Vana hesitated, then turned her head to exchange glances with Bishop Valentine before nodding slightly, "We've had more than one conversation with your father lately. ”
Matters related to the Lost Country were classified information, and even more so the conversation with Captain Duncan, which should not have been said, but with Tirien's special status, it was clear that these issues were no longer an issue.
"Communication? You and my father?! Tyrion was taken aback and almost got up from the couch, "Isn't this a bad joke?" ”
"Calm down, this is a serious matter—no one would joke about such a thing after the city-state was nearly destroyed," Vanna looked at Tirion calmly, then paused slightly, "Strictly speaking, I had a few exchanges with your father, and from what I've observed...... 'Captain Duncan' no longer seems to fit the description. ”
Tirion sensed the other party's solemn attitude, he quickly calmed down, and his expression became extremely serious: "Miss Inquisitor, how did you establish communication?" Why did he find you? And...... What did he say? ”
"It was an accident at first...... No, now that I think about it, it could have been your father's intention," Vanna gathered her thoughts, recalling as she spoke, "I came into contact with the 'flame' he left behind, and made a connection. As for why he chose me...... It's a shame that no one knows about ......."
Vanna withheld details about her being "stamped" and "untainted", instead vaguely summarizing the process as "making a connection", and then telling the "pirate captain" the details of her several exchanges with Captain Duncan.
The man who theoretically knows Duncan Abnomar best.
(End of chapter)