Chapter 129 – Reversal of course
Chapter 129 – Turning Course
The second floor of the antique store wasn’t very large, and apart from the kitchen and washroom there were only two rooms, one for Duncan and one for Nina – Shirley, who was staying over temporarily, could obviously only sleep with Nina.
“Actually, I could sleep in the hallway ……,” Shirley looked a little rattled as she watched Nina busily getting herself ready, “or maybe a bunk on the first floor would be fine… …”
“No,” Nina said, glancing up at the door – Uncle Duncan had gone back to his room, and now it was just her and Shirley, plus Dog, who was snoozing on his back. “, “how can let guests sleep in the corridor, and the first floor …… first floor that can be uncle’s ‘baby’, he will not agree.”
“His babies?” Shirley froze for a moment, recalling what she had seen on the first floor – she had been too nervous before, so much so that she hadn’t even taken a good look at the place, but now that she recalled it, the first floor seemed to be nothing more than a pile of messy rags, to say that it was the “hidden treasures” of a Subspace Shadow. To say that it was a Subspace Shadow’s “stash” was also a bit outrageous.
But soon she reacted: here, the “Mr. Duncan” played just an ordinary person, and the Nina in front of her seems to really do not know her “uncle” has other faces.
Thinking of this, Shirley’s expression was a bit strange again, under the bright light brought by the electric lamp, she quickly glanced at Nina and whispered: “Are you really not angry?”
Nina stopped making the bed and raised her eyebrows, “Angry? Why?”
“…… I actually lied to you for quite a while,” Shirley whispered, she had rarely been so embarrassed and whispery in her life, but since meeting Mr. Duncan, she was now I only approached you at first because of Dog’s tip, but I didn’t think you’d really believe me that easily, or even …… be my ‘friend’ that easily. I think, you should be angry a little.”
“It’s been a long time since anyone …… initiated a conversation with me at school, and I thought at the time that ……” Nina mumbled, but quickly shook her head. “But I’m really not mad, whatever the reason was, you at least actually talked to me, shopped and went to the museum.”
Sherry, however, wasn’t very receptive to Nina’s frank reaction, or rather, she had long been used to a much colder interpersonal environment, and instead felt awkward around Nina, who seemed to always radiate warm heat, “You’re such a strange person.”
“Is there?” Nina made up the bed and sat on it before turning her head slightly sideways, “But I think someone said that about me a long time ago as well …… ‘Why is this kid’s heart so wide’, I remember saying. ”
While saying that, she beckoned to Sherry, “Why don’t you sit up too, why do you keep standing around?”
Shirley froze for a moment, before hesitantly sitting next to Nina, the feeling in her heart parting oddly up.
She hadn’t thought at all that things would develop into this shape.
She was being watched by a Subspace Shadow, having to stay in its “lair”, she was sharing a room with the Subspace Shadow’s “family”, Dog was shrinking into a ball of inexplicable fear since a moment ago, and she knew how dangerous and weird the real situation was, and maybe even close to death – and yet, she knew that the real situation was just a moment away from death. She knows how dangerous, how strange, how close to death it is, and yet when she opens her eyes, there is nothing but warm light and a girl with a warm smile in front of her.
“The lights are so bright ……” As if to break the tension, or maybe just out of words, Sherry suddenly cooed in a small voice.
“Don’t you have electric lights where you live yet?” Nina was a little surprised.
“I live in …… a much older neighborhood that doesn’t have electric lights yet over there,” Shirley was a little embarrassed, “I still have to use oil lamps after nightfall.”
“Ah ……” Nina opened her mouth, feeling a little twinge in her mind, then changed the subject a little stiffly, “Do you want to change into your pajamas? You can wear mine. I have one from two years ago that should fit you.”
“…… Good.”
“Go to bed early today, tomorrow’s your day off, I’ll walk you around the neighborhood in the morning and buy you a new dress, your dress is all burned up.”
“…… I don’t have any money.”
“Then consider it my gift to you.”
“…… Good.”
……
Duncan stood in front of his bedroom bay window, quietly gazing out in the direction of the sixth neighborhood, his expression subdued.
The two girls were already asleep next door, and after all that had happened today, he didn’t know if Sherry was tired, Nina was definitely tired.
He closed his eyes slightly and looked sideways.
In the darkness of his vision, two small green fires jumped up.
That is the direction of the next room, two clusters of fire is the “mark” he left, one of them is from Shirley, the other cluster …… indicates the direction of Nina.
Duncan still does not know what the ashes surrounding Nina means, nor do they know what secrets are buried in the city-state, nor do they know where the “curtain” came from, nor do they know who is behind the scenes manipulating everything.
But he could feel that he was getting closer to the truth of eleven years ago, prying a little bit of the fog covering the city-state, which was made up of some kind of extraordinary elements.
Leaving a “mark” on Nina’s body was a layer of insurance; this mark would allow him to notice the other party’s status at the first time and act as a locator in case of emergency, and if he figured out what was going on with the “ashes” around Nina in the future, he could also use the power of the mark to intervene at the first time. If in the future he figured out what was going on with the “ashes” around Nina, he could also use the power of the seal to intervene at the first time, or at least isolate Nina from the harmful transcendent forces around her. But just having one layer of insurance is not enough.
Duncan looked at his hands.
This body was still too weak and too far from his essence, the power that his essence could channel as well as the power that this body could wield was limited, and the dangers that lurked in this city-state were likely beyond his expectations.
He inhaled gently and slowly closed his eyes.
In the next second, Duncan, who was located on the Lost Country, opened his eyes and got up to push open the door to the captain’s chambers.
Goathead’s raucous voice came with almost no delay, “Oh, Your Greatness the Captain! Your loyal following omission is being calibrated ……”
“In what direction is the city-state of Prand?” Duncan glanced at Goathead and rather skillfully cut the other man off.
“The city-state of Prand?!” The goat head was caught off guard, and a moment of dismay appeared on its hard wooden face, but immediately afterward it reacted, and its tone became unexpected and exuberant all of a sudden, “The city-state of Prand! The city-state of mankind! Is the great Captain Duncan finally embarking on a plundering expedition? Is this the target of your attack? Do we attack the harbor directly, or plunder the merchant ships passing through the city-state? We can also slowly corrode the city-state’s offshore and gradually blockade its coastline, the city-state’s navy might be a numb ……”
“Shut up and don’t make any unnecessary arrangements,” Duncan said as he went straight to the sailing table and reached out to tap the desk, “I’m only asking you about the direction of the City-State of Prand.”
“Ohhh, yes, yes, as you wish-“
Goathead’s tones became a little low and drawn out as he spoke slowly, and in the next instant Duncan noticed a sudden blinking bright spot on the edge of the mist-filled nautical chart.
“The city state of Prand …… that you seek should not be too far off,” said the goathead respectfully, “Ah, unfortunately the chart has been asleep for too long, and only the approximate bearing of Prand can be marked on it; the sea conditions and markers along the way remain shrouded in uncertainty. and markers along the way are still shrouded under the unknown ……”
“It looks far away,” Duncan glanced at the bright spot in the mist, and judged the extent of the explored sea around the Lost Country, frowning slightly, “How long would it take to sail at full speed to get close enough to approach Prand offshore?”
“Half a month? Or maybe a month? Actually it’s already pretty fast, we’re not really far enough to be on the border of civilization yet,” Goathead rambled on, “You could also choose to have the Lost Country go full speed in the Spirit Realm, but that’s not very safe, while the Spirit Realm itself is not much of a threat to us, there are plenty of daring people in the Deep Deep Sea that might be looking for trouble ……”
The Profound Deep Sea ……
Duncan subconsciously thought of “Dog”, but quickly shook his head, “Let’s just sail through the real world waters first, and get closer to the city-state of Prand – last question, can we do it without being detected by the city-state? ”
He gazed into Goathead’s eyes.
As the “Captain” of the Lost Country, he was taking a bit of a risk with this question.
For he should have been in complete control of the ship, fully aware of its capabilities.
But he asked the question anyway, testing his “first mate” a little bit.
The goat head’s obsidian carved eyes did not show any emotion, he just stared at the captain quietly, silent for a few seconds before he spoke as usual: “…… We can hide in the fog, if necessary, we can briefly dive into the reflection of the broken waves, so that at least fifteen nautical miles away from the coast, the human city-states will not be able to see us, and we will not be able to see you. At least fifteen nautical miles away from the coast, human city-states and ships will not be able to detect the Lost Country’s approach.
“But not closer – the sight of the gods will detect it, and the cathedrals of the city-states will sound the alarm.”
“You have all this experience from a century ago,” Duncan said with a stoic expression, “does it still work?”
“Of course,” the goat-head intoned, “A mere century – the gods won’t have grown much in that century.”
Duncan breathed a soft sigh of relief, “Very well then, let the Lost Country approach the city-state of Prand, taking care to conceal itself.”
“Can I ask?” Goathead spoke up, “What exactly do you …… want?”
“Just want to do a test,” Duncan thought for a moment, a small smile on his face, “See if the wifi will be better this way.”
Goathead, “What does ……wi…… mean?”
“Ask Aye to explain it to you later?”
“Nah! Yours faithfully the following omitted doesn’t care at all what it means!”
(End of chapter)