Deep Sea Embers

Lucretia was a little unsure of how to respond to her brother who stayed up late at night and suddenly used a secret magic ball to contact her across thousands of miles just to play a joke on herself.

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

My older brother, who has an old-fashioned personality, would not do such a thing under normal circumstances, and unlike me who always lives alone, there is a whole group of people on my brother's side.

There was a fleet to take care of—and why did the room behind him, which was clearly not on the Seamist, look a bit...familiar?

Through the crystal ball, Tirian noticed the change in Lucretia's expression.

This is why I made a special trip back to my home port to bring the crystal ball to the Lost Home.

"You won't believe it," the pirate captain breathed out, smiled and took two steps away.

Let the scene in the cabin be exposed directly in front of the crystal ball and lens set, "I am in my own room—'my own room."

Lucretia listened to the other party's deliberate emphasis and looked at the picture shown in the crystal ball. She was a little confused at first, then thoughtful, and then finally her eyes were filled with shock and nervousness. She no longer remained calm at the beginning, and suddenly He stood up: "You..."

"As you can see," Tirian returned to the crystal ball and spread his hands with a wry smile, "a lot of unexpected situations happened in the process, and the final result is... I am here."

Lucretia stood stunned in front of the crystal ball and remained silent for six or seven seconds, then she frowned and slowly sat back on the chair.

"I will help you take care of the Sea Mist Fleet," she said calmly, "as well as your seventy-one bank accounts in Cold Harbor, Moko, Mormonzo, Zalbustro, and Eighty-seven treasures in the northern seas."

The "incarnation" he occupied by walking in the spirit world is not a "round-trip beacon" that cannot be used as a positioning point for Ai.

Lucretia fell silent, as if hesitating for something. After a long time, she said incoherently: "...How is father's current condition?"

Just like the previous test - after the predecessor established a round-trip beacon, Ai could use a method similar to "teleportation" to span a long time and space in the blink of an eye and directly reach the location of each beacon.

"How do you know..." The big pirate looked at his sister in the crystal ball with almost horror, but he reacted in the next second, "You left a mark on the Sea Mist?"

After a while, Tirian returned to the scene. There was a plate in front of him, with a freshly baked apple pie in it.

"I'm... better than you think now," Tirian tried hard to choose his words so that his answer would not be affected by the evil things he experienced on the Homeless Ship. "He really takes He returned to his humanity - and his former self became a more peaceful person than we remembered. He talked to me a lot about the Sea Mist Fleet, about the Cold Sea, about me and you, and he even talked to me. Said something about... something related to subspace, of course, it was just a general description."

"I was worried at first, but if he really gets into trouble, he won't be in the mood to joke with me," Lucretia still looked indifferent, "So, what happened? Why are you here? On the Lost Home? Father, he...

Lucretia took a deep breath, and even Tirian could clearly see the vibration in her pupils.

It is really hard to imagine that the original owner of this body was able to maintain the last bit of wisdom by willpower until the last second of his life.

From a physiological point of view, his body has actually lost the function of breathing, but he can still feel the air flowing into his chest, and then exhale slowly and steadily forcefully.

"Frost..." Duncan raised his gaze and glanced at the city area in the distance that was illuminated by lights. Then he shook his head and slowly came to the coast and found a calm pool of water. The light shed by the creation of the world looked at the face he was currently wearing reflected in the water.

Tirian spread his hands: "Do you still have to ask? Others are on the boat."

"You found my secret port - it's probably like

As you said, my method of hiding things has never been good enough." Tirian sighed again, "Something happened here in Hanshuang. There are things under the deep sea that are ready to move, which attracted my father's attention. Now he is personally Came here to investigate and took the initiative to find me. "

"I don't need such a stupid method," Lucretia said calmly, "Your method of hiding things is not very good to begin with - have you ever kept all the snacks you hid until the end since you were a child? "

Ay returned from the Lost Home.

Healthy, with normal perception, and the body self-disintegrated shortly after leaving the coffin - he didn't bother to do more tests at the time, but looking back now, the body at that time did not give him any feedback of "establishing a beacon" .

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

Lucretia: "...?"

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

Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of crackling flames suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and then, a green flame door appeared out of thin air on the coast beside him.

Lucretia frowned: "So, he has seen me, face to face."

Tirian opened his mouth, as if he was about to answer, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. Then he stood up and left in front of the crystal ball. From the sounds outside the screen, Lucretia only heard faint sounds. A few words of conversation.

Lucretia did not speak again, he seemed to be lost in thought.

Tirian's face stiffened for a moment, and then he sighed helplessly: "I thought those treasure hiding places were quite secretive. After all, nothing has happened for such a long time..."

For less than a second, he even really thought about whether his brother's previous body was eroded by subspace, and whether he was a madman sitting in front of the crystal ball.

It seemed like someone came to the room and delivered something.

After an unknown amount of time, she broke the silence again: "Father...what is he doing now?"

"He looks like this, and will be suppressed by the Sheriff and the guards as soon as he shows up."

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

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

Lucretia's exclamation instantly came from the crystal ball: "You have apple pie over there?!"

"Anyone who has a fleet as big as the Sea Mist Fleet, then even if you put the treasure in the city center, it is a 'pirate secret treasure that no one can touch.' The ship now also has a hot water supply and life from Pland." "Fresh supplies," Tirian said casually, "I know this is hard to imagine. In fact, my father even mentioned that he planned to install a steam core on the ship, so that the hot water supply could be turned into a 24-hour supply, and additional Generator set..."

"I didn't take the initiative to talk about it," Tirian shrugged. "I just asked him out of curiosity and asked him how the lower cabin was locked - and then he told me that the entire lower structure of the Homeless was in the subspace. The main reason why I locked the door was to prevent someone from falling in. "

"He even talked to you about subspace?!" Lucretia's mouth twitched visibly, "Isn't he still back to normal?"

"Is one of the characteristics of the replica..." Duncan murmured thoughtfully, "Because it is a broken mortal body, it cannot carry power?"

This is the "helper" he brought from the Lost Home.

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

"Shocked, nervous, unbelievable, and eye-opening, right?" Tirian smiled bitterly, "I understand how you feel, I have experienced these feelings once too."

The desolate night wind blew across the coast, and a flash of faint green fire suddenly streaked across the sky. Before anyone noticed the flame, it fell into an unknown place far away from the port.

People corner.

This time the person jumping up from the crystal ball was Tirian.

While confirming this, he also recalled the temporary body he occupied when he came to Frost on the first night.

"I don't know. He returned to the captain's cabin. Others on the ship said that he would use some ordinary means to investigate the Frost City State - I didn't ask for the details."

A tall and burly figure, whose whole body was burned by flames, was beyond recognition and looked horrifying, stepping out of the flames.

Ai was standing on a piece of gravel in the distance. It raised its wings and made a loud cooing sound.

Through the connection established deep in the spirit, it can be determined that its predecessor arrived on the Lost Home instantly.

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

"...I can't tell you anything," Tirian waved his hand and avoided this slightly embarrassing topic, "It seems you are not worried about his danger."

What was reflected in the pool was a burly and terrifying figure, full of majesty, but enough to make people run to the police as soon as they saw it.

Feeling the cold night wind blowing, Duncan took a deep breath on the frosty land.