Duncan, who was walking into the captain's quarters, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look behind him.

There seemed to be a slight movement in the direction of the bow deck, and in the subtle perception from the Lost Country, the movement was made by Shirley and Ah Gou.

But there's no problem over there.

"It's so hard to do your homework." Duncan muttered, shook his head, and walked in the direction of the chart.

The goat's head, which was at the helm at the edge of the sailing table, suddenly made a creaking sound of wood, and it turned its head to look at Duncan, and its two dark obsidian eyes seemed to brighten: "Ah! The great Captain Duncan has come to his loyal first mate—your harvest for the day......"

"There are no fish today," Duncan said, glancing at the goat's head, "and as far as the frost was concerned, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch any fish here for some time." ”

The string of touting that had just been brewed by the goat's head was immediately held back, and the wooden neck squeaked and shook from side to side twice, and it took a while to hold back a sentence: "Ah...... Then you have at least a leisurely morning, today the sea breeze is comfortable, the sun is good, it is a good day to roam the sea, if you are interested, we can go to the vicinity of the cold harbor......"

"I'm not interested, I'm not going to let the Lost Country get close to any of the city-states for the time being." Duncan interrupted the goat's head, which was about to be rattling, and his gaze casually fell on the chart in front of him.

The hazy fog slowly rose and fell on the chart, and in the mist, a clear route was marked, which was marked by the route of the Lost Country's course to the north, and around the phantom of the ship, which symbolized the Lost Land, you could see the projection of frost, and the Sea Mist emitting a faint green fire.

The latter was now docked at the edge of the Frost City-State.

"The Sea Mist looks pretty quiet over there...... Duncan's eyes fell on the projection of the Sea Mist, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled a little, as if he thought of something pleasant, "It seems to be going well." ”

"Smooth? Ah, Captain, I feel that you seem to have a great plan again? When the goat head heard this, he suddenly became energetic, and while stretching his neck in the direction of the chart, he made a noise, "What are your plans?" Is it to subvert the weakened city-state? Or take the opportunity to completely reclaim the Sea Mist that left the fleet without permission? It's you, you're planning more than just ......"

Duncan silently glanced at the goat's head: "Do you only have these ideas in your heart to rob the house and plot to subvert it?" Isn't there some positive possibility? ”

Goathead thought for a moment and said something else: "Are you going to personally help Frost reorganize order to survive this difficult time?" Or will you guide Tirien out of his disgraceful rebellious status and return him to the right and great path? ”

Duncan suddenly looked at the guy with a strange look: "How did you come up with this?" ”

"Captain, maybe you haven't been paying attention, but I still have some observational skills, and I'm getting to know you better and better after getting along," the goat's head slowly turned its neck, its dark eyes couldn't show any emotion, but its tone was obviously smug and relaxed, "You won't let the frost go unattended - unlike Prander, the frost has been more damaged in this disaster, and if you really leave it alone, something big will happen, and you ......"

It stopped abruptly at this point, as if searching for the right words, and after a moment it continued unhurriedly: "And you, full of humanity. ”

Duncan didn't speak for a while, just calmly stared at the goat's head's eyes, which were so dark that they seemed to be able to swallow the light, and after a long time, he broke the silence softly: "Observation is very sharp. ”

The goat's head hesitated for a moment, and suddenly a rattling sound came out of his neck: "This, this, this...... It sounds like it's going to be extinguished......"

Duncan laughed and shook his head slightly, "Look, you still don't know me well enough - I don't mind being observant, it can save me a lot of thoughts." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand, not caring about the subsequent reaction of the goat's head, so he got up and looked at the quaint round mirror not far away.

The faint flames rose in his gaze, and the mirror became deep and pitch black, and in the calm spread of light and shadow, the figure of Tirion hurrying was gradually becoming clear.

"Good morning, Tirien, I hope I didn't disturb your rest," Duncan calmly looked in the mirror at what was clearly the "big pirate" trotting all the way, with a smile on his lips, "How was your rest last night?" ”

Tirian in the mirror was obviously a little nervous, and he gasped for several breaths before calming down, and the corners of his mouth tugged at a stiff smile: "Father...... Good morning, Father, I was looking for you - oh, I had a good rest last night, thank you for your concern. ”

"You're too distant, you don't have to be so nervous," Duncan adjusted his sitting posture and looked at the figure in the mirror with a smile, "What, that posture scared you before?" ”

"I didn't ...... No! Tirion sat up straight, as if a student in the class had suddenly been called out, "I just have a little more awe of you......"

"Alright, I just want you to relax a little bit - no gesture should make you nervous like this," Duncan shook his head, "You said you were looking for me?" What's going on? ”

Tirion hesitated for a moment, as if to gather his thoughts and consider how to speak, before he hesitated for a moment to say, "I don't know how to explain it to you about the frost, but they seem to want to ......"

The big pirate was a little stuck, as if he wasn't sure if something should be said, but at this moment, Duncan's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting his later words: "Let me guess what your identity will be next-the general of the Frost City-State?" The upper echelons of the town hall? Or...... They just made you an archon? ”

Tirian, who was struggling with how to choose words and sentences, was stunned and looked up in disbelief.

"How could you ......"

"Quite simply, because that's what I suggested—let the Sea Mist Fleet into town," Duncan said calmly, "Otherwise, do you think there's something else that could have made the chaotic City Hall move so quickly and unify its views—you know their business." ”

The expression on Tirian's face was visibly wonderful to the naked eye, and there was a kind of "I scratched my heart and liver here all night thinking about life and the future, and I was shocked to hear that my father is a happy person" in his eyes, but he looked at the mirror in front of him and opened his mouth several times, and finally didn't dare to say the disrespectful thought in his mind, just looked at Duncan with a tangled and incomprehensible look: "Why did you do this......"

"It's simple, because Frost needs you, and you need Frost," Duncan put away the smile on his lips that belonged to the Fun Man, and instead looked at Tirion with a serious expression, "From the inside, the chaos in that city needs a strong enough force to calm and pacify, from the outside, the Frost Navy has suffered heavy losses, and the entire city-state is in dire need of strong protection, so who else has both strong skills and management experience, and a strong fleet?" ”

Duncan shifted his position slightly, leaning forward, looking into Tyrion's eyes.

"Looks like you've accepted their invitation, and like I said, Frost needs you—you need it too."

There seemed to be a hint of dodging in Tirien's eyes: "Fifty years, I've been a pirate enough, and it doesn't seem bad to change my lifestyle." ”

"Tell the truth."

“…… After all, you also took it upon yourself to protect that place, and I don't want to see your hard work go to waste......"

"Tell the truth."

"I admire the tenacity of the Frost people – they didn't flinch in the face of disaster, they never surrendered even when you didn't help, and I confess that I don't want them to suffer in the days to come."

Duncan didn't speak, just looked at Tirion quietly.

Tirien shrugged, "On the other hand, I don't want to watch the place that His Majesty Ray Nora once protected fall into a long, devastated Dark Age. ”

Duncan still didn't speak.

"Okay......" Tirion finally sighed, looking helpless, "all of the above." ”

"Very well, be an honest person, especially in front of me," Duncan withdrew his gaze and relaxed his posture again, "So, who are you now?" ”

"They made me an archon," Tirion tugged at the corners of his lips with a complicated expression, "and even...... came up with a lot of plans that had been prepared a long time ago. ”

Duncan didn't speak for a moment, as if he was in a momentary thought, and after a few seconds, he exhaled softly: "A little more bold than I expected." ”

Tirien hesitated, his eyes inquiring, "Do you have any advice for me?" ”

"Why are you asking for my advice?" Duncan laughed, "You've followed the Frost Queen, commanded the Sea Mist Fleet for fifty years, and dealt with every city-state on the cold seas, and I don't think I can give you any advice on 'being an archon'. ”

"I just wanted to hear what you think."

Duncan pondered for a moment, and only then did he speak softly, "Then do it, do what you can—there are very few things that people can rely on in this cold world." ”

“…… I understand. ”

"Well," Duncan replied casually, then suddenly turned his head sideways and glanced at the chart next to him, "Besides, there's one more thing. ”

When Tirian heard this, his expression quickly changed: "You please command." ”

Duncan's gaze looked at the chart, and the shadow of the White Oak was rapidly emerging from the position above it that almost overlapped with the Sea Mist.

He turned his head and glanced at Tirion with a smile on his face, "I'll stand firm later." ”

Tirien was stunned: "Huh? ”

Duncan waved his hand and casually dispersed the flames in the mirror, and the moment the flames dissipated, a faint exclamation from Tirion came from the other side of the mirror—

"Hey...... What's the situation?!! ”

(End of chapter)