Lucrecia was a little unsure of how to respond to her brother for a while—she didn't sleep in the middle of the night and suddenly used a secret magic ball to cross thousands of miles to contact her, just to make this kind of joke with herself.

But soon, the "sea witch" vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

His old-fashioned brother wouldn't normally do such a thing, and unlike his usual loner himself, he had a whole fleet to take care of - besides, the room behind him that was clearly not on the Sea Mist looked a little ...... Familiar?

Through the crystal ball, Tirien noticed a change in Lucrecia's expression.

I made a special trip back to my home port and brought the crystal ball to the Lost Country for this.

"You can't believe it," the pirate captain exhaled, smiling as he took two steps to the side, exposing the view in the cabin directly in front of the crystal ball and lens set, "I'm in my own room—'my own room.'" ”

Lucrecia listened to the other party's deliberate emphasis, looked at the picture presented in the crystal ball, first a little confused, then thoughtful, and then finally was stunned and nervous to occupy her eyes, she no longer had the same calm as she had at the beginning, and suddenly stood up: "You ......"

"As you can see," Tirion said with a wry smile as he returned to the crystal ball, "and a lot of unexpected things happened in between, and the end result was ...... I'm here. ”

Lucrecia stood dumbfounded in front of the crystal ball and was silent for six or seven seconds before frowning and slowly sitting back in her chair.

"I'll take care of the Sea Mist fleet," she said calmly, "and the twenty-seven bank accounts you have in Cold Harbour, Moco, Mormenzo, and Zarbstero, and sixty-two treasure troves in the northern seas. ”

This time, the person who jumped up from the crystal ball was replaced by Tirien.

"How do you know......" The Great Pirate looked at his sister in the crystal ball with an almost horrified expression, but the next second he reacted, "You left a mark on the Sea Mist?" ”

"I don't need such a stupid approach," Lucrecia said calmly, "You're not very good at hiding things in the first place—have you kept the snacks you hid until you were a child?" ”

Tirion's face stiffened for a moment, and then he sighed helplessly, "I thought those treasures were quite secretive, after all, nothing happened in such a long time......"

"Anyone with a fleet as large as the Sea Mist Fleet would be a 'pirate treasure that no one can touch', even if he keeps his treasure in the city center."

“…… I can't talk about you," Tirion waved his hand, sidestepping the slightly awkward topic, "You don't seem to be worried about my safety. ”

"I was worried at first, but if you were really in trouble, you wouldn't be in the mood to joke with me," Lucrecia said nonchalantly, "So, what happened?" Why are you on the Lost Country? Father he ......"

"He's found my secret harbor—as you say, I've never been clever enough to hide things," Tirion sighed again, "Frost's side...... Something went wrong, something was going to happen under the depths, and it caught my father's attention, and now he came here to investigate and took the initiative to find me. ”

Lucretia frowned, "So, you've seen him, face to face." ”

Tyrion stretched out his hands: "Do you still need to ask?" I'm already on board. ”

Lucretia fell silent, as if hesitating about something, and after a long time, she came up with a sentence without a head: "...... What is my father's current status? ”

"He's ...... now. Better than we thought," Tirion tried to gauge his vocabulary so that his answers would not be affected by the hilarious events he had experienced on the Lost Place, "he had truly regained his humanity—and had become a more peaceful person than we remembered. He talked a lot to me, about the Sea Mist Fleet, about the cold sea, about me and you, and he also told me a little bit...... Things related to subspace, of course, are only some general descriptions. ”

"You even talk to him about subspace?!" The corners of Lucretia's mouth twitched visibly, "Aren't you already abnormal?" ”

"It's not for me to take the initiative," Tirion shrugged, "I just asked him curiously, asking him how the lower cabin was locked—and he told me that the entire substructure of the Lost was soaked in subspace, and that the main reason for locking the door was fear that someone would fall in. ”

Lucrecia inhaled softly, her pupils vibrating even for Tirion to see.

"Stunned, nervous, feeling unbelievable, and with an eye-opening thrill, right?" Tirien smiled wryly, "I understand your feelings, I've already experienced them once. ”

Lucrecia didn't speak again, she seemed to be lost in thought.

For less than a second, she was even really thinking about whether her brother had been eroded by subspace, and whether he was already a madman sitting in front of the crystal ball.

It didn't take long for her to break the silence again: "Father, he'...... What to do now? ”

"I don't know, he's back in the captain's room, and the rest of the ship says he's going to use some special means to investigate the Frost City-State - I didn't ask for details."

"Is there anyone else on board?" Lucretia asked in surprise.

Tirien opened his mouth, as if to answer, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door, and then he got up and left the crystal ball, and from the voices outside the frame, Lucrecia could only hear a few faint words of conversation.

It seems that someone came to the room and sent something.

After a few moments, Tirion returned to the frame, with an extra plate in front of him, and inside was freshly baked apple pie.

Lucrecia's exclamation was instantly heard from the crystal ball: "You even have apple pie over there?!" ”

"There's still hot water and fresh supplies from Prand," Tirion said casually, "I know it's unimaginable, in fact my father even mentioned that he was going to install a steam core on the ship, so that the hot water supply would be available twenty-four hours a day, and a generator set could be added......"

He spread his hands as he spoke, "The good news is that it seems that my father won't mind my modification of the Sea Mist now." ”

Lucrecia: "......? ”

……

The cold night breeze blew across the shore, and a faint green fire suddenly swept through the sky, crashing into a no-man's corner near the harbor before anyone could notice it.

A tall and burly, unrecognizable figure with a body burned by the flames, stepped out of the flames.

Feeling the cold night breeze blowing, Duncan took a deep breath in the frosty land.

Physiologically, his body has long since lost the ability to breathe, but he can still feel the air flow into his chest, and he exhale slowly and forcefully.

"Frost, ah......" Duncan raised his gaze to look at the area of the city that was being lit up in the distance, then shook his head, and slowly came to the shore, found a calm standing water, and looked at the face reflected in the water by the light of the creation of the world.

"This is really the appearance that will be held down by the sheriff and the guards as soon as he shows up."

The reflection in the waterhole is a burly and terrifying image, full of majesty, but it is also enough to make people run to the police as soon as they see it.

It's really hard to imagine that the original owner of this body could maintain the last sobriety with willpower in the last seconds of his death.

"Belazov...... May your soul have a safe journey. Duncan looked at the reflection in the pool of stagnant water, said goodbye to the old master of the body one last time, and then looked up not far away.

Ay was standing on a nearby gravel, its wings flapping and cooing loudly.

Duncan waved his hand, and the dove instantly turned into a stream of flame and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

Through the connections made in the depths of the spirit, it is certain that it has arrived on the Lost Land in an instant.

As previously tested, once the round-trip beacons have been established, Ay can use a method similar to "teleportation" to travel across long planes and planes in the blink of an eye to reach the location of each beacon.

Duncan lowered his head and glanced at the shell he was currently using.

The "avatar" that he occupies with his spiritual walk is a "round-trip beacon" that can be used as a positioning point for Ae.

While confirming this, he also recalled the temporary body he had occupied when he first arrived in Frost.

Extremely weak, perceiving, and began to disintegrate itself shortly after being released from the coffin - he didn't bother to do much testing at the time, but now recalling, the body really didn't give him the feedback to "build the beacon".

"Is it one of the characteristics of a replica...... Duncan muttered thoughtfully, "because it's not a complete mortal body, it can't carry power?" ”

As he pondered, a crackling burst of flame suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and a faint green flame door appeared out of thin air on the shore beside him.

Aye returned from the Lost Land.

Duncan turned to look at the flame gate floating in mid-air, and three figures had gradually appeared in the light and shadow of the flames.

This is the "helper" he asked Ay to bring from the Lost Land.

(End of chapter)