Chapter 231 – Cozy Daily Life in a Subspace Lair
Chapter 231 – A Cozy Daily Routine in a Subspace Lair
The large parrot with colorful tail feathers flapped its wings and left the Sea Mist ship, flying past the dock area at a surprising speed and flying straight into the city-state.
“First mate, what are we going to do? Just wait here?”
On the bridge of the Sea Mist, a sailor looked at Perry’s far-flung figure and turned his head to Aiden, who was silent at the side, and asked.
“……’ll just have to wait for now,” Aiden lowered his head and glanced at the ground his feet were treading on, weighing it quickly so he could get his cold mind working as best as he could, “not just because of the Captain’s orders, but because of the Sea Mist’s current state.”
The second half of his sentence caused a few of his men, who had been a bit restless, to quickly settle down.
The captain had only taken a few of his cronies ashore while leaving his first mate and all the remaining sailors at the captain’s command, the obvious explanation for this was because most of the Sea Mist’s undead sailors were grotesque and appalling, and prone to causing commotion and hostility within the city-state, but in reality, Aiden actually understood the situation quite well.
Because the Sea Mist had just encountered its flagship not too long ago.
This ship is now in a very bad state, not only because of its hull damage, but also because the ship’s …… “soul” is restless, the Sea Mist ship’s boilers have been trembling, the chapel echoes a strange hollow sound, the pressure in the steam pipeline has not yet completely stabilized, this ship is still in a very bad state, not only because of its hull damage, but also because of its …… “soul” is in a very bad state. The pressure in the steam pipes has not yet been completely stabilized, the ship has indeed returned to “this side”, but it is difficult to say whether it will still be out of control.
When the ship is in an unstable state, the sailors who have served on board for more than half a century are the ship’s “anchors” – the Sea Mist’s iron anchors allow it to dock on the surface, while the “Anchor of Humanity” formed by the undead allows it to stay on the surface of the sea, while the “Anchor of Humanity” formed by the undead allows it to stay on the surface of the sea. The iron anchor of the Sea Mist keeps it anchored on the sea, while the “human anchor” of the undead stabilizes it in the real dimension.
Aiden didn’t dare to reduce the number of sailors on the ship – especially after vaguely noticing the strange situation in Prand, he didn’t dare to let the members of the Sea Mist enter the city-state, because it was very likely that it would “touch” the ship’s newly stabilized “soul”. The ship’s newly stabilized “soul” would be awakened.
Similarly, he also did not dare to let the Sea Mist ship directly send signals to the city state of Prand, including sounding the horn, ringing the bell or directly contacting the city state authorities by telegraph, because he was afraid of alarming …… some of the forces that lurked within Prand.
Having Parrot Perley deliver the message had been the least risky option he could think of at the moment, and he hoped that the captain would be able to return as soon as he received the message – hopefully he hadn’t been trapped by something yet, and hopefully it wasn’t too late.
Of course, he couldn’t put all his hopes on “waiting” – if the captain didn’t return after a day, he’d have to risk sending a small crew ashore.
Aiden furrowed his brow as he gazed out over the sunlit jewel of a city, recalling every detail of the captain’s departure with the Inquisitor of the city-state, trying to find anything out of place to explain the unusual behavior of Exception 203.
……
Duncan, who was sitting at the counter flipping through a newspaper, suddenly stopped what he was doing and raised his head to look thoughtfully out the window.
Alice, who was sitting next to him and followed the example of flipping the newspaper blindly, noticed and asked curiously, “Mr. Duncan, what are you looking at?”
“…… Just now I suddenly felt something look this way,” Duncan frowned and muttered with less certainty, “but it was gone in the blink of an eye.”
“Ooooh, I know, this one’s called ‘The Strong One’s Blink’! Mr. Goathead told me about it,” Alice said with instant delight, “It says that the stronger you are the more likely you are to feel glances or even thoughts directed at you, and that a strong man like you will always be stirred up and stirred up ……”
Duncan put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Alice expressionlessly, “It really said that?”
The smile on Alice’s face instantly stiffened a bit, “…… That last sentence was something I reasoned out.”
“Don’t do this kind of useless reasoning.” Duncan casually said, and then he slightly focused his mind and began to look for the source of that “jolt” just now.
He didn’t dismiss the flash as an illusion – after spending so much time in a world full of weirdness, he had gotten into the habit of paying attention to any “sudden intuition” and getting to the bottom of it.
Duncan’s senses quickly expanded and spread to the edges of the city-state, and in just a moment he felt the clear outline of Prand like the Lost Country emerge in his mind’s eye, and just as he had felt the Lost Country’s “touch”, he began to feel the city-state beneath him communicating to him a great deal of “touch”, and a great deal more than he would have expected. “Among these touches, one of the most obvious and sudden information entered his mind.
In the southeastern harbor of Prand.
“…… Tirian’s ship?” Duncan was instantly a bit surprised after sensing the source of that scent, “How did he get here?”
Immediately after that, he recalled his previous encounter with that steel warship, the position that ship was in at that time as well as the intentions that the other party had shown in the battle, and after a brief moment of contemplation, the expression on his face became slightly odd.
Sea Mist ship appeared in the vicinity of Prand and took the initiative to launch an attack on the Lost Country ship …… Could it be that the Prand authorities had called in “reinforcements”? Was it to intercept themselves?
In his mind, he vaguely guessed the cause and effect of the matter, but Duncan only felt that he could not help but cry and laugh, he didn’t know whether he should first lament this fatherly and filial relationship, or should he lament Tirion’s dedication as a reinforcement – in the case of being beaten up by the Lost Country ship like that, and even the ship was almost sunk, but he still steadfastly arrived at Prand, this is a kind of spirit…? What kind of spirit?
This could certainly not be the spirit of maintaining world peace as a matter of duty.
Most likely, it was the spirit of having fun fighting with dad.
“Mr. Duncan you’re gawking hey,” Alice’s voice once again sounded from beside her, the figure looking over at the side with a slight tilt of its head, “do you want to go out?”
“No,” Duncan shook his head, while keeping his senses on the Sea Mist, he couldn’t sense the details of what was going on on that ship since it hadn’t been turned into his ‘stash’ yet like the Lost Country and Prender had been, but considering the ‘connection’ between himself and the Sea Mist and Tirion, he could not see what was going on on that ship. But considering the “connection” between himself and the Sea Mist, and Tyrian, he had already begun to try to search for the location of his “eldest son” – only that she wouldn’t understand even if he told Alice about these complicated things, so he simply didn’t explain them. He didn’t explain, but he couldn’t help but frown when he saw the doll tilting his head, “Don’t tilt your head, it’ll fall off.”
Alice hurriedly nodded her head in small increments, “Oh oh.”
Just at this moment, another sound of footsteps sounded behind the small door behind the counter, and immediately after that door opened, a petite figure came out from inside. “Mr. Duncan,” Shirley greeted Duncan with an inviting look on her face as she patted the dust from her skirt, “the store room has been cleaned! All the miscellaneous items you asked for have been packed up on a shelf as well!”
“Well, well done,” Duncan kept part of his attention on the harbor side while nodding back to Shirley, “There’s still a bit of dust rubbing off on the shoulders.”
“Oh,” Shirley whipped her head around and patted the dust, then looked at Duncan a little nervously right after, “Mr. Duncan, what …… to do next?”
When talking to Duncan here, the expression on her face was obviously not as terrified as it was on the Lost Country, just still with some obvious nervousness, it looks like there is no way to completely eliminate this kind of nervousness for a while, but compared to that time at the beginning, her current state has obviously been more than a little bit better.
Obviously, at least rationally she is aware of Duncan s kindness to herself, as for the tension that can not be eliminated …… that would have to be resolved first Dog s nervousness.
Duncan nodded, then swept his gaze over Alice, who was fumbling around with the newspaper next to him, but didn’t actually recognize a word of it.
Illiterate.
Another look across the table at Shirley.
Another illiterate.
And Dog, who was hidden in the shadows beside him, his scent becoming more and more hidden even though he didn’t show his face.
Still an illiterate.
Looking for these three to help out in the store, they can’t even understand a single account.
Duncan sighed inwardly, and then immediately remembered an idea he’d had earlier, as well as his old job.
“Come on, you all sit here, Shirley you sit to the right of Alice,” Duncan casually yanked a chair from the side and placed it next to the counter, “Dog you squat behind the counter …… don’t hide, I saw you shadow. All come here, I have an arrangement.”
Shirley hurriedly obeyed and sat on the chair, while Alice on the side finally put down the newspaper that she couldn’t understand and curiously cast her eyes, “Ah, what arrangement?”
“Anyway, Nina went out to buy things and hasn’t come back yet, it’s still idle, I’ll teach you guys to recognize words,” Duncan said cheerfully, and also got up to straighten up his clothes, “You guys can’t be illiterate all the time.”
Shirley never thought that the seriousness of Captain Duncan’s “arrangement” would be this thing, immediately froze on the spot, Alice was curious, even the eyes are slightly launched brightly, and was honestly squatting behind the counter of the dog raised his head to look at Duncan, and then looked at Shirley, the dog’s head was full of question marks: “But I’m just a dog ……”
Duncan sniffed and looked down, and before he could say anything, the spectral demon suddenly perked up, his entire upper body suddenly straightening, “But I can try to be a cultured dog, I have the passion and confidence ……”
“That’s fine,” Duncan said in a pleasant tone, keeping his focus on the harbor while reaching under the counter and pulling out a couple of blank white paperbacks, handing them out to a couple of the “students” as he did so, “so here’s your alphabet book. Let’s start by recognizing the most basic letters of the alphabet. ……”
Shirley received the books from Duncan with a bewildered look on her face.
Then she went into an even more baffled state.
Alphabets and spelling, the gateway to a completely incomprehensible new world.
Only a few minutes passed before Shirley confirmed one thing: whirling Dog around to fight the cultists was easier than this!
But Duncan obviously didn’t care much for Shirley’s distressed expression – or rather, he had long since grown accustomed to it.
All he felt was joy, the kind of joy you get when you’re drifting in a foreign land and suddenly come into contact with familiar things and suddenly do familiar things.
But it didn’t last long – as Shirley began to stumble through the fourth letter of the alphabet, the ringing of a bell and the sound of light footsteps suddenly came through the door, interrupting the “Shadows of Subspace imparting knowledge to their dependents” classroom time. classroom time.
Nina’s cheerful voice rang out from the doorway, “Uncle Duncan! I’m back!”
Duncan looked up from his pleasant teaching to see Nina pushing her way into the store, but immediately afterward, he noticed something else flying in behind Nina.
“I saw Aey when I came back,” Nina said happily, “and I think Aey brought a friend back hey!”
“Friends?”
Duncan frowned slightly, then saw Aey fly into the store after Nina, followed closely by a large parrot with variegated tail feathers ……
Duncan: “……?”
(end of chapter)