Chapter 162: Another Connection
Chapter 162 – Another Connection
In the eyes of the proprietor of the “Rosebud Humanoid Museum”, the most outstanding doll maker in the world was a human named Lucrecia Abnormale, who was the daughter of the famous “Captain Duncan”.
As soon as the old lady’s words left her mouth, the entire store was quiet for several seconds, and then finally came Duncan’s shocking cough: “Cough, cough, cough ……”
“Guest are you alright?” The shopkeeper was instantly startled by this reaction of Duncan’s, and like every elf who has dealt with short-lived races for a long time, an expression of worry that the human in front of her would die a violent death instantly appeared on her face, “Do you need to get a doctor’s help?”
“Cough …… I …… cough, I’m fine,” Duncan managed to finally stop coughing, but it was still a moment before he waved his hand at the old woman in front of him — for at the same moment he had to appease the cursed mannequin on the Lost Country who had suddenly been startled by himself, “Just suddenly choked on my spit. What were you saying earlier? Lucrecia ……”
“Lucrecia Ebnomar, mistress of the Radiant Star, one of Captain Duncan’s sons and daughters,” the shopkeeper said with a look that said, “It’s only the last few years how come you humans are so prone to making a fuss about it?” “The world’s preeminent puppeteer ……”
Duncan’s side had a hard time catching his breath, when he heard the old woman’s words, he choked on another mouthful of water into the leaves of his lungs: “Pfft…”
At the same time, on the deck of the Lost Country ship, Alice, who had just been shocked by Duncan’s violent cough, was startled by the other party’s cry of “Crap”, and the doll lady, who was holding a large basket of vegetables and fruits, looked dumbfounded at the captain, who was behaving strangely for some unknown reason today: “Are you all right? ”
“I’m fine,” Duncan took a breath and calmed himself a little bit, he had finally managed to master both bodies after practicing for a while, but he was almost in a mess again, in order to avoid acting too strange in the city state, he had to wave his hand to the doll in front of him. “Go to the cabin by yourself first, I have something to take care of.”
“Are you really fine?” Alice, however, was still looking this way suspiciously, Duncan’s face reflected in her lavender eyes, “Do you want me to check your body, knock your back to smooth your qi or something ……”
“Would you?”
“Won’t ah.”
“Go go go!”
“Oh.”
Finally dismissing the Bean Mannequin, Duncan also hurriedly focused his attention on the side of the city-state of Prand, he raised his eyes and looked very seriously at the slightly blonde elf old lady in front of him, “That famous Captain Duncan …… is the legendary one, the Lost Country ship ……”
“Shhh, don’t just say that name out loud!” The store manager hurriedly interrupted Duncan’s words, “Ordinary people like you don’t know that casually pronouncing the name of that great horror and curse can be bad luck! Be careful to turn around and have that ship go to your dreams!”
“You’re right, …… you’re right,” Duncan choked, trying to hold back the odd feeling in his heart as he nodded, “The captain of that ship …… not only has a daughter named Lucretia, but also a son. Thea’s daughter, but also has children?”
“Yes, a hundred years ago, I’ve seen them both, the son is called Tirion Ebnomar, later with the Frost Queen that became a general, but did not work for a long time on the Frost side seems to rebel, that boy pulled a wave of people to become a pirate, the daughter is Lucrecia Ebnomar, the most outstanding dollmaster … … …”
The old lady rambled on, and finally paused and sighed again, “But that was quite a few years ago, at least for humans it was quite a few years ago …… Few people in Planders talk about them anymore, and even in the elven city-states people don’t quite dare to casually discuss things related to that ship related things, but really what’s there, it’s not like that brother and sister went mad like their father, people are still well and truly captaining the ship ……”
“Wait!” Duncan immediately glared, “You’re saying they’re both still alive?!”
“Alive, supposedly cursed by subspace to live forever,” the old woman exclaimed, “Probably more than I can ……”
Duncan: “……”
“Guest are you really alright?” The shopkeeper’s old lady finally couldn’t help but ask again, “I can see that your face hasn’t looked quite right since just now, is it because you don’t like this topic? It’s normal, most humans don’t seem to like listening to me talk about this much, they don’t even dare to listen to it in broad daylight ……”
“I dare to listen I dare to listen,” Duncan instantly reacted as soon as he heard this, quickly organizing his expression and sitting posture, almost as if his eyes were burning as he stared at the shopkeeper in front of him, “You tell me a little more about the things related to that brother and sister? And you just said …… you’ve seen them both?” “A century ago,” the old woman said slowly with a reminiscent tone, “I had a store on this street then, and the siblings came up to me to buy something, Lucrecia bought a three-quarter mannequin, and Tirian paid for it, when they were still young, and their father …… was still a normal human being too, oh, don’t mention him, can’t mention him.
“And then it was another decade or so before I met Lucrecia again alone on my way to Rensa to interact with my peers, and by that time she had become an outstanding dollmaker and organist …… Her clockwork-powered magical dolls were something even I couldn’t make… …”
The shopkeeper rambled on again, telling stories that were already considered history to most humans, but were just a memory of her life to her.
It seemed that no matter what race, people of old age liked to ramble on like this while reminiscing, and as long as someone started the conversation, it would never end.
Duncan’s turbulent mind still hadn’t calmed down, but his expression had calmed down, and he pricked up his ears and listened to every word the old woman uttered, taking in the shocking information word for word.
To the common people of the city-state, the story of the cursed captain and his cursed children a century ago would be a distant tale, but to an elf who had lived here for centuries, many of the so-called “secrets” were only what she had seen and heard in her early days- she told many stories related to Luc. -She spoke of many things related to Lucrecia, and said a few words about Tirion and his ship, the Sea Mist.
But it is clear that she does not know as much about Tirion and the Sea Mist as she does about Lucrecia.
“Tirion Abnomar’s allegiance to the Frost Queen, that was half a century ago, not too far from now, some of the older humans have heard about it,” the shopkeeper said casually, “but that’s all, a few decades ago, the city-states on the Cold Cold Cold Sea side were relatively closed, and had limited dealings with the Pranders. Prand had limited dealings with ……”
Duncan felt his heart pounding, of course he knew who the Frost Queen was, he even had a one-to-one Frost Queen doll in his house right now, but he had never imagined that the Queen who had been executed by the Rebels half a century ago would establish another connection with himself in this way – through a “person” whose existence he had only just learned about. He never thought that the Queen, executed by the rebels half a century ago, would establish another connection with himself in this way – through a “firstborn son” whose existence he had only just learned of.
“The Frost Rebellion of half a century ago ……” he said, weighing his words and trying to sound like an ordinary gossiping guest, “I’ve read about it in my history books, but it’s not very well written. ……”
“That thing was already unclear,” the shopkeeper waved his hand, “it was said to be connected with ‘that ship’, who dares to record it plainly?”
“Tirion Ebnomar took a party to become pirates after the Frost Rebellion?” Duncan asked again, “And he’s still operating over on the Coldfell Sea?”
“Seems so,” the shopkeeper recalled, “anyway, that’s what I heard from a compatriot who ran a business on the sea over twenty years ago.”
“And …… are the siblings Tirion and Lucrecia still in contact now?”
“How would I know?” The shopkeeper waved her hand, “I’m just an ordinary old lady who runs a store on the streets of Prand, at most I’ve seen them once in the early years, and then I happen to remember a little more than you humans, how can I know everything?”
“That …… is true.”
Duncan smacked his lips, realizing that he seemed to be showing a bit too much concern about the matter, and wisely didn’t pursue the matter.
Instead, the old woman across from him seemed to suddenly remember something again at this time, and stood up from behind the counter, “Ah yes, speaking of Lucrecia, I suddenly remembered something that’s been sitting here with me for some years now, and I wondered if you, my guest, would be interested in it?”
While saying this, the shopkeeper walked towards a short door in the corner of the stairs, opened the door and rummaged around in the storage room inside for a while, drumming for an unknown amount of time before he found a half-meter long box from the deepest part of the storage room, and placed it on the counter.
“This is ……” Duncan looked at what the other man had taken out suspiciously.
“A doll,” the old woman smiled amiably and carefully opened the lid of the box, “Her name is Nilu – remember what I just said? Many years ago, Lucrecia and her brother had bought away a doll from me here in the store, but the doll was actually one of a pair of sisters; the one she took was the older sister, named ‘Luni’, and the one left here, is named ‘Nilu’. ”
(End of chapter)