Deep Sea Embers

Alice accepted the fact that her box had been transformed into parts of the Lost Home very calmly, and then quickly put the matter about Frost Queen Lenora behind her - a level of openness that Duncan could not match. According to Miss Doll herself, the reason why she is so calm is because all this is considered "external matter" to her.

"Anyway, I'm living on this search ship now, and I don't plan to leave in the future. It's no big deal if the box becomes part of the Lost Duo. The matter with the Frost Queen is even simpler - I don't even know her," Alice said again Sitting on the lid of his wooden box, with a happy smile on his face, "I don't know if I am her, or what kind of person she used to be. Anyway, this was half a century ago... [History, let’s leave it to history.”

"Just be open-minded." Duncan just looked at Alice's lavender eyes quietly for a long time, and nodded gently.

In the end, he still did not mention the "details" in the echo to the other party, nor did he mention what Frost Queen Fan Nora suddenly said to him before being executed. After all, even if it was mentioned, this doll would definitely know nothing... It's good that she is so carefree now.

"That's it. Now we have a preliminary understanding and control of your 'coffin', but we still need to do some tests if we have the opportunity to determine whether the decapitation effect of 'Anomaly 099' can also be independently controlled." Duncan said softly. Breathed lightly. "I go first."

"Hey, Captain, please walk slowly~~"

After leaving Alice's room, Duncan returned to the deck. He slowly walked to the captain's cabin with his heart full of thoughts, sorting out the problems he encountered as he walked.

He originally wanted to find out whether the "decapitation" power star of Anomaly 099 was controllable, but in the end he failed to solve the problem and accidentally touched an old incident half a century ago...The Frost Queen who was executed by the new army, The accusations of collusion with the Fudo and a mysterious "submerged" plan were swirling in his mind and could not be dissipated for a long time.

In addition to these, there was something else that concerned him.

Duncan reached out and took out something from his arms.

It was a small hairpin, shaped like a silver feather surrounded by waves. It's not like something a rugged male sailor would have by any means.

When I look at it, I will feel a distant and vague feeling of nostalgia, which seems to have a special meaning for the once real "Captain Duncan". Duncan's mind was full of questions, but he knew that he couldn't ask the goat head directly about this matter.

He put away the hairpin and returned to the captain's cabin with a heavy heart, where the goat head was still working diligently to control the ship. What surprised Duncan was that the pigeon Ai who was supposed to be on standby in the dormitory was also there with him.

Together.

The bird was standing arrogantly on the corner of the goat-headed chair, arrogantly rubbing its beak with the goat-headed forehead.

Duncan opened the door and entered the house and saw this scene. He immediately asked curiously: "When did your relationship become so good?"

The pigeon flapped its wings and said nothing aloofly, while the goat turned its head squeakingly, and looked directly at Duncan with its eyes made of black stone: "Great captain... next time you will bring him with you." Can you bring back some French fries while walking in the spiritual world with Aiyi?"

Duncan was taken aback: "How come you've started to order some French fries?"

The voice of the goat head was almost trembling: "Please, just order some fries just to shut up your pigeons..."

Duncan stared at the combination of the bird and the sheep in stunned silence. After a while, he vaguely guessed what was going on, and he suddenly felt happy: "Have you finally met your natural enemy?"

"I changed seventy-six topics! Seventy-six! I have exhausted what I have learned throughout my life, spanning thousands of years of history, from poetry to stir-frying, from worshiping gods to sow breeding! But all the responses I got were... It's 'the whole point'!" Goat Head's voice sounded a little broken, "How do you usually deal with this pigeon?"

"Simple, just talk to it less. If you don't talk to it, it will calm down quickly." Duncan spread his hands, "I guess you can't do it." The goat head thought for a while and sighed: "Then You might as well order some fries later.”

Duncan was noncommittal and just waved to Wen Yi, and the pigeon immediately flew over and landed on his shoulder. Then he sat down on his chair, turned to the goat head and said casually: "Half of Frost City-State" The ruler from centuries ago, Frost Queen Fan Nora—do you know anything about it?"

"Frost Queen? The one who was executed by the rebels half a century ago?" Goat Head was stunned for a moment, "I have heard of this incident. Speaking of which, we seemed to have fought a battle with them there so close a few decades ago. Yes... But besides that, there are more conversations. Why do you suddenly mention this?"

Duncan looked calmly into the eyes of the goat head, and he knew that the "first mate" was not lying.

The goat head really didn't know anything about the Frost Queen. The Lost Home had no contact with that frost city-state.

Not only was there no contact, the Homeless Ship even had conflicts with the guards of that city-state back then - just like conflicts with ships from other city-states and other routes.

Since in Goat Head's memory, the Homeless Ship has never been an ally of the Frost City-State, it means that the charges that the rebels laid on the Frost Queen half a century ago were completely fictitious.

Of course, it may be too early to draw this conclusion now. After all, it is an incident half a century ago. There may be many twists and turns in the buried history. He only has one side of the story. The first mate may be telling the truth, but what he knows may not be the whole truth - but it doesn't matter.

Duncan has no intention of overturning the verdict of the Frost Queen half a century ago. He only wants to know things related to the Lost Home and Alice.

"Did you know? Alice's appearance is exactly the same as that of the Frost Queen half a century ago - the so-called Anomaly 099 was most likely born after the executed Frost Queen was cursed by the Infinite Sea," he He teased the dove on his shoulder with his fingers and said casually, "The main 'crime' for which the Frost Queen was executed by the rebels back then was colluding with the Homeless Ship."

The goat head was stunned for a moment.

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Duncan rarely froze when he saw this guy.

"Collude with the Lost Number? Do the stupid humans in those city-states even have to create such a ridiculous reason for betraying their own monarchs?" After several seconds, the goat head finally laughed loudly. He obviously felt that This matter is extremely ridiculous. "Don't blame me for laughing too loudly. Those humans are really too stupid and weak. They might even blame it on the curse of the Homeless Ship if they even stumble out of the house! This 'crime' is really fabricated." It’s too outrageous!”

He paused for a moment before continuing: "But you said that Miss Alice looks very much like the Frost Queen? This is really unbelievable. If Miss Alice is really transformed from the Frost Queen... 1This is full of irony.”

"Yeah, if they really have this kind of connection, it's really ironic." Duncan leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair in a comfortable position. "The Frost Queen never contacted the Lost Duo during her lifetime, but she did." The rebels accused her of colluding with the Lost Home. Today, half a century later, Alice has really become a crew member of the Lost Home - the accusation that the rebels had pressed against her back then has actually come true across time and space. ”

"No wonder you hurriedly went to find Miss Shirley as soon as you came back. It turned out that you found the key information about Anomaly 099." Goat Head immediately began to flatter, "You are indeed the great Captain Duncan. You must have it every time you travel." "Harvest" reminds me of what a navigator said, maybe it was..."

Duncan immediately glared at the goat head, casually took the pigeon off his shoulder and placed it in front of the goat head: "You two, let's talk." Goat head: "!?"

…

In the central cathedral of the city-state of West Land, Vanna handed a just-signed document to her entourage: "Send this document to the Western Church - this is the last search warrant."

The young guard warrior took the document: "Yes, Inquisitor."

Fanna breathed out softly and moved her neck, which was slightly stiff from dealing with paperwork. She felt that dealing with a pen was more tiring than wielding a giant sword to fight against heretics.

On the edge of the table, an oil lamp was burning quietly, and green smoke was rising from the copper incense burner. These two things are necessary protective measures when handling paperwork at night-even in a sacred cathedral, they should be required. Protection is still needed. "Hopefully there won't be any more trouble tonight."

The young Miss Inquisitor—while stretching—could not help mumbling.

As if in response to her murmur, as soon as Vanna finished speaking, a slightly urgent and sharp bell suddenly came from the direction of the main building of the church!

The guard soldier who had just picked up the documents and had not yet had time to leave the room stopped when he heard the sound of the bell. He glanced out the window suspiciously, and then looked at his boss who had just stretched out his waist: "The night signal bell is ringing. ...What happened to the bell?" "It's the bell that calls for listening." Fanna quickly discerned the message conveyed by the bell, and her expression suddenly became serious, "Seven consecutive short beeps, from the nameless "The King's Tomb"...Did you discover any new anomalies or phenomena?"