Chapter 232 – Perley, the trustworthy messenger.
Chapter 232 – Reliable Messenger Perry
Aey fluttered into the store, standing on the stair railing with his chest puffed out and his green eyes darting around.
The large parrot with the variegated tail feathers that had followed him in flew into the store right after him and landed on the counter next to Duncan’s hand, strutting and bouncing around on the counter as if he were in his own home with no inhibitions at all.
Duncan looked at this guy who flew in from nowhere with a stunned face, so the big parrot also raised its head and looked at Duncan without seeing him, and after half a day, it suddenly flapped its wings and let out a loud and shrill sound, “Ah! Perley!”
“Your name is Purley?” Duncan asked curiously, he didn’t expect this parrot to really answer anything, after all, the nature of parrot talking is just learning the tongue, but he didn’t expect this bird to really nod after hearing his question, waving its wings, “Perley! It’s called Perry!”
Duncan’s expression went wooden for a moment, and he turned his head to look at Aye, who was staring proudly at the first floor from the stair railing, “Where did you find this …… ‘friend’?”
“A friend from afar,” Aye immediately flapped his wings, one eye on Duncan while the other drifted out the window, “Come what may!”
Nina beside her immediately asked curiously, “What does it mean?”
After learning about the Lost Country and Duncan’s secret, Nina of course knew about Aye’s ability to talk, and she was surprised at the time, but has now lightened up – it’s just that, like everyone else, she’s having a hard time understanding what the strange words that pop out of this pigeon from time to time actually mean.
“It probably means it doesn’t know where this parrot came from either,” Duncan used his imagination to translate for Ai, then twisted his head to look at the parrot, looked at the pigeon, and held his tongue for half a day before finally failing to hold it back, “Ai, ah …… I am not Oppose you to make friends, but have you ever realized that you two species are not the same? You at least find a pigeon ……”
“The sea is full of rivers, there is tolerance,” the pigeon spirit tilted his head, his eyes straight yelled, “there is tolerance!”
Duncan: “……”
From time to time, he thought about life and doubted himself during his conversations with Aye, wondering if he was even communicating on the same channel as this bird-spirit.
The feeling of seemingly not being on the right track anywhere but magically being able to communicate was really not a subtle one.
At this time, Sherry, Dog and Alice’s attention was also attracted over, the three “people” have come to the counter to look at the large parrot is not afraid of people, Alice also curiously reached out to poke the large parrot’s wings, the latter just to the side of the two jumped a little to avoid, and then tilted his head with the mannequins eye to eye.
“What is this?” Alice looked over at Duncan curiously, “Looks nothing like Aye.”
Shirley spoke up immediately, “Of course it’s different, it’s a parrot, Aye’s a pigeon.”
“What’s a parrot?” Alice let out a soulful question, “Can you eat it?”
“Can’t,” Shirley shook her head, followed by a rhetorical question to the mannequin, “You don’t even have to eat why are you always concerned about that?”
“I’m in charge of cooking for the ship …… Mr. Duncan!”
There was a lot of chatter around the counter, but Duncan didn’t get involved, he just looked thoughtfully at the large parrot who called himself “Perry”, for some reason he always had a vague feeling that this bird looked a little familiar, as if …… he had just seen it somewhere not too long ago.
“Where are you from? Why did you come here?” He suddenly asked.
In the conversation just now, he had vaguely sensed that this parrot actually had the ability to communicate with people to a certain extent – this clearly proved that it came from an unusual place.
The large parrot turned its head and cocked it, “Perry! Go, pass the message!”
“Pass the message?” Duncan froze, his expression growing slightly more serious, “Pass what message?”
The large parrot cocked its head as if in thought, recalling something before opening its beak, but before it had a chance to say anything, it heard Aey suddenly swoop over next to it and yell at the top of his lungs, “Whole lot of fries!”
The large parrot was startled, “Ah! Perry!”
“Whole lot of fries!” Pigeon landed in front of the large parrot and nodded with a serious face, “Whole lot of fries.”
“Purley?” “Whole lot of fries!”
The two birds exchanged such words that Duncan had to interrupt from the sidelines, “Stop – Aye, shut up. Purley, what letter are you going to pass on, and to whom?”
The large parrot apparently froze, and froze for several seconds before hesitantly rocking his body back and forth, “Whole lot of fries.”
Duncan: “……”
He suddenly realized something; whatever message the parrot had been trying to deliver before, it had apparently forgotten all about it now ……
And immediately afterward, as if pouring out some useful information from what little memory remained, Perry the parrot suddenly jumped up and flapped his wings vigorously, “Tell the captain, tell the captain! Tell …… whole order of fries!” Then, this big parrot yelled “Whole Fries” while flapping its wings and flew straight towards the door, and without waiting for the crowd to react, it had already rushed out of the door, rushed up into the sky, and accelerated all the way towards the uptown area of the city-state of Plainland.
Nina wanted to stop the parrot but didn’t have the time, and could only watch the other party’s figure fly away with a regretful face, turning her head and muttering, “Ah, it flew off.”
Duncan didn’t respond – after hearing Purley yell the words “tell the captain”, his face grew serious for a moment, and he recalled why he was vaguely familiar with the parrot.
He had indeed seen the bird – in one of the cabins of the Sea Mist when the Lost Country and the Sea Mist had overlapped!
“Aye, catch up with that parrot.”
……
“That’s more or less what happened.”
Inside one of the secluded parlors of the Cathedral of Prand, the old Bishop Valentine, dressed in civilian clothes, said to Tirion, who was sitting on the couch across the coffee table.
“The Lost Country ended up taking the sun fragments, preventing the coming of the Creeping Sunwheel and silencing the effects of historical contamination on the city-state – though we’re still not sure …… of your father’s intentions. ”
Tirian’s expression was a little subtle, and a little stiff.
He couldn’t remember how many years it had been since he’d been in such a state of stuck thinking from shock – he understood every word the old bishop said, but even in his wildest and most bizarre dreams, he hadn’t considered that any of this could be happening!
“Did the Lost Country really just leave? It looks as if it came here specifically to save the day?” The famous “Pirate Captain” sounded incredulous, “It took the sun shard …… and then what? That’s it? Nothing else?”
Valentine and Vanna exchanged a look, both of them with a bit of helplessness and hesitation in their expressions.
At this point in time, it was really hard to say “Your dad robbed half the city of fries” in front of Tirion.
“…… There’s nothing else,” hesitated the old bishop, but he shook his head and sighed, “I know you’re confused – Mr. Tirion, we’re in a relationship with a man who has a lot of money. -Mr. Tirion, we are as confused as you are, and if even you don’t know what your father wants to do, we know even less.”
“He hasn’t been my father since a century ago,” Tirian said slowly, shaking his head in a hushed tone, “It was just an imitation that was torn apart by subspace and then clumsily pieced together and blended together, with not a shred of humanity within its hollow shell… …”
Tirion stopped abruptly at that point, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered those few seconds when the Lost Country and Sea Mist had overlapped, and the cold, detached words he’d heard-
“I’m busy.”
The great pirate was suddenly a little hesitant.
Was …… there really no humanity inside that shell on the Lost Country ship? Was the voice that spoke to him at that time, and the aura he felt from that figure …… really just a wild echo of subspace voids?
Just as Tirion was so lost in thought, that young Inquisitor’s voice suddenly came from across the room, interrupting his rambling thoughts, “The question of whether or not Captain Duncan possesses ‘humanity’ is exactly what we’re going to discuss next.”
“Hmm?” Tirion looked at Vanna quizzically, “What does that mean?”
“As a matter of fact ……,” Vanna hesitated for a moment, then craned her head and exchanged another look with Bishop Valentine before nodding softly, “We have had more than one exchange with your father recently. ”
Things related to the Lost Country were considered classified information, and conversations with that Captain Duncan even more so, things that shouldn’t have been spoken of, but Tirian’s status was so special that those questions were apparently no longer an issue.
“Communication? You talked to my father?!” Tirian was genuinely taken aback, nearly rising from the couch, “This isn’t a bad joke?”
“Please calm down, this is a serious matter – no one would joke about something like this after the city-state was nearly destroyed,” Vanna looked at Tirian calmly, then paused slightly, “Technically, it was your father and I who There have been a few exchanges, and from my observations …… ‘Captain Duncan’ no longer seems to fit the description in the profile.”
Tirian sensed the other party’s solemn attitude, he quickly calmed down and his expression became extraordinarily serious, “Ms. Inquisitor, how did you establish communication? Why did he find you? And …… what did he say?”
“It was initially an accident …… No, now that I think about it, it could have been your father’s intentional arrangement,” Vanna organized her thoughts and reminisced while speaking, “I came into contact with his leftover ‘Flame’ and made a connection with it. As for why he chose me …… sadly, no one knows ……”
Vanna omits the details of her “imprinting” and the “contamination that cannot be removed”, instead summarizing the process vaguely as “making a connection”, and then telling the details of her several exchanges with Duncan. Captain Duncan, then told the details of his several exchanges with the “pirate captain” in front of him.
The man who theoretically knew Duncan Abnormale best.
(End of chapter)