Looking at Alice's confident posture with her neck straight, Duncan's emotions suddenly became incoherent - and he instantly realized where this simple posture was confidence and pride, it was completely stereotyped and unable to move......

But Miss Doll herself didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter at all, and still looked triumphant, and as she handed Duncan the newspaper to Duncan, she was obviously very happy that she had been able to shop alone: "Here you go, the newspaper, and I remember to make change!" ”

Duncan finally took the newspaper with a blank face, and it took two or three seconds before reminding the fool: "Alice, you nod." ”

"Huh? Why? Alice was stunned for a moment, but immediately chose to obey the captain's orders, but her head only shook slightly, and there was a strange sound near her neck, and she could no longer move.

After two seconds of sluggishness, the puppet finally reacted and exclaimed, "Mr. Duncan!" I can't move! Help, help! ”

Duncan glanced at the doll exhausted, then turned and walked towards the antique shop: "Don't shout outside, go back and study again." ”

Alice followed Duncan's footsteps in a panic, followed by Nina, who was also a little blindfolded and at a loss, and the two entered the door of the antique shop, and Nina, who was at the end, turned back and closed the door carefully, and did not forget to hang the wooden sign for temporary rest.

Duncan casually threw the newly bought newspaper on the counter, and was about to check on Alice, when the corner of his eye suddenly swept over a line of headlines on the front page of the newspaper.

His attention was immediately drawn back to the newspaper.

There was a sentence printed on it in the largest bold letters:

The Cathedral of the Storm will arrive at the Loyal Prand at noon tomorrow – the glory of the Storm Lord bless us all.

Storm Cathedral? The mysterious "sea headquarters" of the Deep Sea Church? The messenger of the storm goddess Gemona is coming to the city...... Is it for the previous historical pollution event? Or is it for the Lost Homeland? Or both?

Duncan frowned, picked up the newspaper, and swept his gaze over the headline article.

Alice was in a hurry, she finally realized that it was not a wise move to pour glue into her neck joint, and after noticing that the captain was not available to take care of herself, she turned to Nina: "Miss Nina, help, help, save ......"

Nina was also a little panicked, stepped forward and grabbed Alice's head and shook it from side to side, finding that the glue had already been completely solidified: "This ...... I can't pull it out either! This look is instant adhesive! ”

"Think of a way," Alice seemed to be about to cry, holding her head in both hands, "Miss Nina, don't you learn how to repair any machinery, you can repair such a complex steam core, you can repair me." ”

"I can't fix dolls either!" Nina was also in a hurry, and finally turned her gaze to Duncan for help, "Uncle, you have to think of a way, Miss Alice's head is completely glued......"

Duncan finally put down the newspaper in his hand, turned his head to look at the two girls who were making noise around him, and his eyes fell on Alice: "How much glue did you pour and what kind of glue?" ”

"A bottle, probably this big," Alice gestured, "from your room, a small brown glass bottle." ”

“…… You're all poured in?! The corners of Duncan's eyes twitched visibly, "How did you get such a big bottle?" ”

"Just pull your head off and put it upside down, pour the glue into it and shake it, and then buckle it up," Alice said with a crying tone in her tone, "Shirley said that it is so solid......"

Duncan looked at the other in amazement, he could feel the grief of the beautiful doll, but the doll had no tears to shed, and all the sadness could only flow in her empty heart - this felt poetic to say, if you ignore the detail that "the doll is grief-stricken because she glued her head to it".

Duncan sighed, tossed the newspaper aside, stepped forward to untie the lace trim around Alice's neck, examined the hardened superglue at the edges of her joints, and after a moment of silence, turned to Nina: "...... Where did Shirley go? ”

She ...... An hour ago, I said that I had a headache from memorizing words, and I went outside to breathe," Nina said, shrinking her neck, "Did she abscond in fear of sin?" ”

"I suspect she doesn't think about it that much, the most common thing on her mind right now is just skipping class," Duncan sighed and shook his head, "No, it's completely dry, at least half an hour, that's fast glue, and you can't pull it out with brute force now." ”

"What should I do then?" Alice looked at Duncan at a loss, "I'...... I have to take my head off when I comb my hair, I don't comb my hair with my hair. ”

“…… So that's all you worry about after your head sticks? Duncan glared at Alice, then waved his hand tiredly, "Okay, don't be so sad, although this glue is very strong, it is not heat and water resistant, soak it in hot water, and it will soak in a while." ”

Alice was suddenly rescued, and Nina, who was anxious on the side, also reacted immediately, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Alice's hand: "Then I'll take you to the bathroom, I'll boil hot water quickly now!" ”

The sun shards and scurried upstairs with the puppet with its head glued, and Duncan sighed helplessly and picked up the newspaper he had just put aside.

According to publicly available information, the Cathedral of the Storm is only a normal mooring at the Plain Dock, during which Pope Helena will briefly visit the Plain Cathedral to discuss some ecclesiastical matters with the archbishop and the inquisitor, and the newspapers do not mention the previous historical pollution incident or anything related to the Lost Country.

But even if the newspaper didn't mention it, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Deep Sea Pope must have come for these two major events.

Duncan didn't care about the Storm Goddess's beliefs, but he couldn't help but wonder what the impact it would have on him.

Or rather, can you take advantage of this opportunity...... What intelligence is collected?

He remembered the message "thank you" from the Storm Goddess, and even without that, he was curious about the gods of this world, and he was also interested in the Storm Cathedral, which was said to cruise the endless seas all year round.

On the other hand, he was also curious if if the supreme spokesperson of the Storm Goddess came here, whether he would find something strange about the city-state of Purand, and whether he would discover his "shadow of subspace" hidden in the city-state.

Things are getting interesting.

Duncan put down the newspaper and sat down at the counter, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

It was quiet in the antique shop, and the movement of Nina and Alice in the bathroom on the second floor was even faintly heard, and the clearest thing was Nina's fuss:

"Hey! These joints are really amazing...... It's so beautiful!

"Miss Alice, can your wrist rotate three hundred and sixty degrees...... Really?! ”

"Miss Alice, there's a keyhole in your back, huh? You don't know what it's for? ”

"Is it okay for the keyhole to get water? Oh, then I'm relieved......"

Duncan rubbed his brow with a little headache.

He began to wonder if the two upstairs had forgotten everything.

Soon, however, the voices from upstairs fell silent, followed by a rush of footsteps as they scurried to the top of the stairs, and Nina's voice followed: "Uncle Duncan! No! Come and see, you can't get rid of it at all! ”

Duncan: "......? ”

He went upstairs in confusion and saw Nina standing in the hallway with a helpless expression, and he looked up at the bathroom at the end of the hallway, and saw Alice probing her head a little awkwardly.

Then the puppet lady walked out, wet, wrapped in a bath towel, and her head still steady.

"Captain, still no." Alice said with a sad face.

"It's not loose at all," Nina muttered quietly, "and I've been flushing hot water for a long time." ”

Duncan looked at Alice, then at Nina next to her, who was clutching the corner of her clothes, and finally sighed for a while.

"Use boiling water."

"Huh?" Nina was taken aback, "Really...... It's true?! Miss Alice can stand ......"

"She's fried her head in oil, and she's not afraid of the temperature at all," Duncan spread his hands, "and now it's useless to flush it with hot water, and there's some hope for boiling it." ”

Nina's eyes seemed to be a little cloudy, she pondered the operation process for a long time, and said with some hesitation: "Boiling water is simple, I can get it out soon, but ...... We don't have such a big pot at home, and we don't have a bathtub that can soak the whole body in. If you want to soak your head in water and boil it, at least Miss Alice should squat in the water, right? ”

She gestured as she spoke, and despite her excellent performance in school, Nina still felt that her imagination could not keep up with reality.

But Duncan obviously did not have such limitations as Nina in terms of thinking, he just looked up at the poor goth doll wrapped in a bath towel not far away, then turned his head to Nina and said, "It's not easy, just find a cauldron and let her plant it headfirst down...... It's a big deal, I'm holding on to it. ”

Nina imagined it for a moment, but there was a scene in her mind, but her tone was extremely hesitant: "I always feel that Miss Alice is a little pitiful like this......"

"Poor hammer!" Duncan finally couldn't hold back, and burst into foul language like never before, "She let an illiterate person fool a whole bottle of glue into the joint, this is to give her a long memory!" ”

(Bad news, my wife is impotent, my children are also impotent, and I am not very comfortable, so it should be difficult to maintain my writing status during this time...... I don't know if I can keep it updated, so let's do my best. Try to write when you have the energy and strive to keep it. ）

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