Chapter 597 – A Family’s Talent for Fishing

Chapter 597 – Family’s Fishing Talent
Now, Shirley once again set foot on the road to the legendary “Wall of Silence” – together with Lucrecia, and still under the guidance of the elf girl named “Shirin”.

They walked through the dense forest of light and shadow, stepped through the path covered with dead leaves, crossed the thorns and bushes, unknown beasts and birds chirping from the depths of the forest from time to time, but only reflected the forest more and more lonely and cold – looking at the back of “Shireen” who was walking ahead, Shirin Looking at the back of “Shirin” walking in front of her, Shirley even had the illusion that time had been reversed and she had returned to the time when she had followed the other party trekking through the forest not long ago.

Because everything looked unchanged, the forest always looked the same, the surrounding movement was also the same, and the two “Shireen” even looked exactly the same.

The only thing that had changed was that the witch walking beside her, who occasionally transformed into a colorful piece of paper, was reminding Shirley that things had changed.

Now, Shirley had already told Lucrecia all the previous events without the elf girl being able to notice, and also shared it with all the people who were caught up in the dream together, including the captain who was operating outside the dream – the captain’s preparations before entering the dream were quite effective, the power of the flames held everyone together, and this bonding worked better than Shirley thought it would.

Knowing what happened to the “other Shireen”, Lucrecia could not help but feel differently when she looked at the elf girl walking in front of her.

The “Shireen” who acted with Shirley turned into a tree at the end of the day …… and it seemed that she had something else she wanted to tell Shirley before she was completely transformed …….

So now this “Shireen” will suddenly turn into a tree too?
Nina and Maurice also met a guide who called herself “Shireen”, what about the “Shireen” over there? Will this happen to her too?

After all, what’s going on with these “Shireens” that appear in the Dream of the Nameless?

At first, Lucrecia had only thought that “Shireen” was a mental entity that had reorganized itself from the underlying consciousness of the dream world, but now all the clues showed that the other party had something more special than she could have imagined, and that this elf who called herself “Shireen” had nothing to do with the forest, or with the entire “Dream of the Nameless”. This elf who called herself “Shireen”, and this forest, and the entire “Dream of the Nameless” seemed to have an extremely complex connection, and it was not just a simple connection between the “dream” and the “mental entity”.

Her “transformation process” into a tree may be revealing the nature of this connection.

The elf girl who was walking in front of her suddenly slowed down her pace, she turned back to Lucrecia and Shirley who were already lagging far behind, and waved her hand vigorously: “Hurry up, the forest is too dangerous right now – wait until we get to the Wall of Silence and then we can rest naturally.”

Lucrecia glanced back at Sherry and Dog next to her, and then together they quickened their pace.

Shirley muttered in a low voice as she quickly followed, “Can that big ragdoll really find those hiding cultists? I always feel like it’s not very reliable ……”

“It’s true that the rabbi is sometimes dishonest, but as long as I give it a clear order, it still won’t have any problems,” Lucrecia said softly, “hunting in the dream world is what it does best, it will track them all the way to the real world, and then we’ll be able to find out where those cultists are actually hiding where they are.”

“…… So what the hell is that big rabbit?” Dog muttered from the sidelines, “I smell …… human on it, it’s definitely not some simple magical creation, or even an evil spirit or demonic type of creature in the usual sense, and it’s not just it, everything else on your ship kind of feels that way too, it gives me a weird feeling. ”

“Human flavor?” Lucrecia glanced at Dog, a hint of a smile appearing on her face, “Ah, one can only say that you are worthy of being a Phantom Hound, your perception is indeed very sharp …… That’s right, it’s the human smell, it’s the ‘human smell’ that emanates from a part of my soul ‘.”

Dog froze, “…… Ah?”

“No big deal, the first encounter with the rabbi it tore a piece of my soul off, but it probably didn’t realize that the bit of soul it had bitten off would deprive it of its freedom forever – that’s true of a lot of things aboard the Radiant Star, they’re all dangerous from the border or spirit realm things, and for a time thought itself a hunter and regarded me as prey …… which was a great convenience to me.”

Lucrecia spoke nonchalantly, a faint smile on her face.

“I used souls as bait to hunt for slaves on the borders, souls cursed by subspace are the best poison and bondage rope, those who mistook themselves for hunters ended up being bound by my souls, sewn into fabrics, poured into bottles, carved into wood, and turned into a part of the Radiant Star ship – all of these slaves were quite necessary, as I need assistants on my frontier expeditions, and the human …… mortality rate is too high.”

After explaining, this sea witch looked down at Dog, “Your perception is accurate, there is a fine ‘human smell’ everywhere on that ship, you don’t need to make such a fuss.”

Dog and Shirley listened in stunned silence, seemingly shocked by the things described by Lucrecia, the two “people” did not say anything for a while.

Lucrecia just smiled, satisfied with Sherry’s and Dog’s silence, and turned her head, continuing to follow Shireen’s footsteps.

Watching the “Witch of the Sea” walk forward for some distance, Shirley shook the chain in her hand, even though she was talking in the spiritual connection, she still couldn’t help lowering her voice: “Dog Dog, is this what the captain said …… What’s that one called …… nesting? She uses herself to hit the nest?”

“Sounds like it,” Dog also muttered in a low voice over the mental connection, “The captain mentioned this when he introduced me to fishing techniques.”

“Not bad for the Captain’s daughter ……,” Shirley couldn’t help but let out an exclamation, “Their family seems to be good at fishing …… “

“Tirian doesn’t seem to be good at it, does he?”

“He caught so many divers from the sea back in the day! Not personally caught them, but at least he was one of the people in charge ……” “That counts?”

“Just tell me if you got them from the sea!”

“……”

……

Duncan silently turned off his “listening” on Shirley and Lucrecia’s side.

He sat down on a “chair” that was made up of a pile of irregular lines and colors, and he couldn’t help but think of words like “nesting” and “fishing”. After a while, he slightly inclined his eyes to look at the layer of irregular lines outlined by the “mirror” not far away, and read to Agatha who appeared in the mirror: “Can’t memorize the serious knowledge, but it’s quite good to tell her something else…”. -Shirley can usually put a tenth of her effort into memorizing vocabulary, and she won’t have to compete with Alice’s solid brain for points.”

Agatha didn’t say anything for a moment, hesitating for several seconds before breaking the silence, “To be honest, I also think Miss Lucrecia has exceptional ‘angling skills’ ……”

Duncan waved his hand, “In any case, there’s no need to worry about Shirley and Lucrecia’s side for the time being, it’s much safer to converge than to go it alone, and maybe that rabbit called Rabbi can really catch those godforsaken cultists. The more important …… thing now is the ship.”

He rose from his chair, his eyes sweeping over the mismatched piles of colors and lines around him, discerning the outlines of various parts of the room in the lines – he had already recognized many familiar things from this place after initially adapting to its dizzying chaos.

The beds, tables, chairs and other basic furnishings were all there, and roughly corresponded to the “correct” positions in the real world, but when it came to specific details, such as the things placed on the table or the decorations on the walls, there were only blurred and chaotic blocks of color.

Just like Duncan’s judgment: the goat head in the real world did not dare to peep into the real situation in the captain’s bedchamber, at most, it accidentally glimpsed the general appearance of this room when the captain opened the door, and those blurred impressions made up the lines and color blocks in this room;

Outside of this room, the Lost Country was almost a perfect one-to-one replica – that’s because the real-world Goathead knew the rest of the Lost Country like the back of his hand, with the exception of the captain’s bedchamber.

The strange atmosphere of the “Lost Country” was transformed from the “shadow” of the Lost Country in the real world, but the two were not simply converted, and in the conversion process, the key role was played by Goathead’s “cognition” and “memory”. In this transformation process, the key role is played by the goat head’s “cognition” and “memory”.

The fact is obvious: this ship is the dream of his “first mate” – even though the goat-head does not even know he is dreaming.

But this was also Silentis’s dream – at least, there was some kind of “link” between this place and Silentis’s dream.

Duncan raised his hand, and a small flame appeared in the air in front of him, rippling like water, spreading rapidly in all directions, but stopping when it touched the edge of the “wrong room”, reflecting back in ripples.

This is the result of Duncan’s past period of time in the “test” here.

Inside this “goat-head’s unrecognizable room”, he could summon his own flames at will without worrying about waking Silentis up like last time, but outside the room, he could only mobilize the fires that were “mapped” onto the ship in advance, and any additional flames could potentially kill Silentis. Any additional flames could wake Silentis and cause the Dream of the Nameless to end prematurely.

So, is there a safe way for …… to take full control of the ship, and at the same time further establish a connection with Silentis, without “scaring” Silentis as he did last time, and avoiding Silentis’ “resistance”? “Resistance”?
In deep thought, Duncan raised his head and looked toward the exit of the room.

One might be overthinking this – it might be a simple thing.

After a moment’s hesitation, he instructed Agatha to remain in the “safe house” for the time being, and then stepped out of the room.

The dazed goat-head was still staring at the edge of the navigational table, not reacting to Duncan’s presence – Duncan walked right past it, past the chart room, out the door of the captain’s cabin, and up the familiar route he remembered, up the back staircase to the side of the captain’s cabin, and up the stairs to the back of the captain’s cabin. side and rear stairs to the aft deck.

In the infinite darkness and the slow drifting mist, one thing appeared in Duncan’s vision, as if it were waiting for him silently, and had been for a long time.

It was the rudder of the Lost Country.

“…… It is necessary to take the helm once more.”

(End of chapter)