Chapter 447 – My Father is a Rakugo Man.
Chapter 447 – Kissing Dad is a Lezi Man
Duncan, who was walking into the captain’s room, suddenly stopped and twisted his head to look behind him.
There seemed to be some movement in the direction of the bow deck, and in the subtle perception coming from the Lost Country, that movement was made by Shirley and Dog.
But there was no problem there.
“So much trouble doing homework.” Duncan muttered, shaking his head and stepping in the direction of the chart.
The goat’s head, which was carefully steering the helm at the edge of the navigational table, suddenly made a creaking sound of wood scraping against wood, and it craned its head to look at Duncan, both of its dark obsidian eyes seeming to brighten, “Ah! The great Captain Duncan comes to his faithful first mate – your catch of the day ……”
“No fish today,” Duncan glanced at the goathead, “With the way Frost was moving before, I fear we won’t be catching any fish here for some time to come.”
Goathead just brewed up a string of bragging was suddenly held back, the wooden neck creaked and swayed from side to side twice, half a long time to hold back a sentence, “Ah …… then you at least harvested a leisurely morning, today the sea breeze is comfortable, the sun is very good, is a good day to roam in the sea, if you have the interested, we could go near Cold Harbor ……”
“Not interested, I don’t intend to let the Lost Country near any of the city-states for a while.” Duncan interrupted the goathead who was about to force his way up, while his eyes casually fell on the charts in front of him.
The hazy fog slowly undulated on the chart, and between the fog, there was a clear route marked out, that was the route marked out by the Lost Country’s voyage all the way to the north, and around the silhouette of the ship symbolizing the Lost Country, one could see the projection representing the Frost and the Sea Mist which was emitting a faint green firelight.
The latter was currently docked at the edge of the Frost City State.
“The Sea Mist ship looks quite quiet over there ……,” Duncan’s gaze fell on the Sea Mist ship’s projection, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curved up a little, as if he had thought of something pleasant, “It looks like it’s going quite smoothly. ”
“Smooth? Ah, Captain, I feel as if you have great plans again?” The goat-head was instantly energized at the sound of this, and while vigorously stretching his neck in the direction of the charts, he raved, “What is your plan? Is it to subvert the weakening city-state? Or do you want to take the opportunity to recover the Sea Mist, which went AWOL from the fleet in the first place? As expected of you, you are planning more than just ……”
Duncan gave the goat-head a silent look, “Is that all you have in mind, these ideas of hitting home and plotting to subvert? There are no positive possibilities?”
Goathead thought about it for a moment and changed his tone, “Are you going to personally help Frost reorganize the order to get through this? Or are you going to steer Tirian away from his now dishonorable status as a rebel and bring him back to the right and great path?”
Duncan instantly gave the guy a strange look, “How did you come up with all this?”
“Captain, perhaps you haven’t been paying attention, but I am still somewhat observant, and after all this time together, I am getting to know you better and better,” the goat head slowly rotated its neck, unable to show any emotion in those dark orbs, but it’s tone clearly carried a hint of smugness and relaxation, “You won’t leave Frost alone nowadays – unlike Prender, Frost was much more severely damaged in this disaster, and it’s going to be a big deal if you really leave it alone, and you ……”
It paused here, as if searching for the right words, and after a moment, it continued speaking nonchalantly, “And you, full of humanity.”
Duncan didn’t say anything for a while, he just gazed calmly at the goathead’s eyes, which were so dark that they seemed to devour light, and after a long time, he broke the silence softly, “A keen observation.”
The goat head hesitated for a moment, and suddenly a rattling sound came from his neck, “This this this …… this sounds like it’s going to be silenced before ……”
Duncan, however, smiled and shook his head gently, “See, you still don’t know me well enough – I don’t mind observant guys, it saves me a lot of heartache.”
After saying this he waved his hand and, not caring what subsequent reaction the goat-head had, got up and looked at the ancient round mirror not far away.
Eerie flames quietly rose in his gaze, the mirror then became deep and dark, and in the calm spreading light, Tirian’s figure running hurriedly was becoming clearer.
“Good morning, Tyrian, I hope I’m not interrupting your rest,” Duncan said calmly, looking at the “great pirate” in the mirror, who had obviously jogged all the way here, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, “How was your rest last night? ”
Tirion in the mirror was obviously a bit nervous, and took several breaths to calm down, the corners of his mouth pulled a stiff smile, “Father …… Father, good morning, I was looking for you – oh, I rested okay last night. Thank you for your concern.”
“You speak to me with too much distance, there’s no need to be so nervous,” Duncan adjusted his seating position and looked at the figure in the mirror with a wry smile, “What, did that stance scare you earlier?”
“No …… no!” Tirian instantly sat up straight, as if a student suddenly called up in class, “I’m just a little more in awe of you ……”
“That’s fine, I just want you to relax a little bit – either stance shouldn’t make you nervous like this,” Duncan shook his head, “You said you were about to call on me? Is it about something?”
Tirion hesitated for a moment, as if organizing his thoughts on how he should speak, and after a few moments said hesitantly, “It’s about the Frost side, and I don’t know how to explain it to you, but they seem to want to ……”
The Great Pirate was a bit stuck, as if he couldn’t decide if certain things should be said, but just then, Duncan’s voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the words that followed, “Let me guess what you’ll be next – a general of the Frost City-State? A high-ranking member of City Hall? Or …… they simply just make you a consul?”
Tirian, who was struggling with how to formulate a sentence, froze and looked up in dismay.
“How could you ……”
“Simply because it was my suggestion – to let the Sea Mist fleet into the city,” Duncan said with a straight face, “otherwise do you think there was any other factor that could have caused a confused town hall to act and unify its views so quickly –You do understand their processes.” The expression on Tirion’s face was fleshly and brilliant, rather like a “I’ve been scratching my head here all night thinking about life and the future only to be shocked to hear that my own father is a man of pleasure” brewing inside his eyes, but he opened his mouth several times as he looked at the mirror in front of him, but in the end he didn’t dare to voice the less than respectful thoughts that were in his head, and simply looked at his father with a a torn and puzzled look at Duncan, “Why are you doing this ……”
“Quite simply, because Frost needs you, and you need Frost,” Duncan put away the wisp of a smile that belonged to the Loki people at the corner of his mouth, and turned his expression to look at Tirian with a serious expression, “Internally, the chaotic situation in that city needs a force strong enough to calm and pacify it, and externally, the Frost Navy has suffered a heavy blow, and the entire city-state is in dire need of strong protection, so who else possesses both a strong hand and management experience, as well as a powerful fleet?”
Duncan adjusted his position slightly, leaning forward and looking Tirian in the eye.
“It looks like you’ve accepted their offer, and like I said, Frost needs you – and you need it.”
There seemed to be a hint of avoidance in Tirian’s eyes, “Fifty years and I’ve been a pirate long enough, a change of lifestyle doesn’t seem so bad.”
“Tell the truth.”
“…… After all, you also personally went out to protect that place, I don’t want to see your hard work go to waste ……”
“Speak the truth.”
“I appreciate the tenacity shown by the Frost People – they didn’t back down in the face of disaster, they never surrendered even when you didn’t step in to help, and I admit that I don’t want these people to suffer in the days to come.”
Duncan didn’t say anything, just looked at Tirian quietly.
Tirian shrugged, “On the other hand, I do not wish to see the place that Her Majesty Rae Nora once protected fall into a long and devastating dark age.”
Duncan remained silent.
“Well ……,” Tirian finally sighed with a hopeless look, “All of the above.”
“Very well, be an honest man, especially in front of me,” Duncan withdrew his gaze, his posture relaxing again, “So, what is your current status?”
“They made me Consul,” Tirian pulled at the corner of his mouth with a complicated expression, “and even …… came up with a whole bunch of preliminaries that had been prepared a long time ago.”
Duncan didn’t say anything for a moment, seeming to be caught up in a brief moment of thought, and after a few seconds he exhaled softly, “A little more bold than I expected.”
Tirian hesitated, a hint of inquiry in his eyes, “Do you have any advice for me?”
“Why do you ask for my advice?” Duncan smiled, “You have followed the Frost Queen and commanded the Sea Mist Fleet for fifty years, and have dealt with every city-state on the Cold Sea, I don’t think I can give you any advice on the matter of ‘serving as Consul’.”
“I just want to hear your opinion.”
Duncan mused, and only after a brief moment of thought did he speak softly, “Then do well and do what you can – there are few things left for people to lean on in this cold world.”
“…… I understand.”
“Well,” Duncan responded casually, followed by a sudden sideways glance at the chart next to him, “Also, one more thing.”
When Tirion heard this, his expression quickly changed, “Your order.”
Duncan’s gaze went to the sea chart, watching the White Oak’s silhouette rapidly emerging from the position on it that almost overlapped with the Sea Mist.
He turned his head and glanced at Tirian with a smile on his face, “Stand firm and hold on later.”
Tirian froze, “Huh?”
Duncan waved his hand, casually dispersing the flame in the mirror, and the moment that flame dissipated, a vaguely alarmed cry came from Tyrian across the mirror-
“Hey I …… what the hell?!!!”
(End of chapter)