Deep Sea Embers

A crisp bell rang as the door opened, and the afternoon sunshine poured into the old store, which was almost occupied by all kinds of dolls. The elf store manager who was concentrating on adjusting a set of doll skeletons behind the counter heard the movement and raised his head. , and saw a tall, dark-haired man wearing a one-eyed patch walking into the store.

The old elf woman looked at this "guest" with some confusion, who did not look like he was coming to the store to buy a doll, but after a moment she still said hello with a smile - after all, she did not recognize the tall one-eyed man in front of her. It was the child who took his sister to buy things in his store a century ago: "Ah, welcome to the Rose Doll House, take a look around."

Then she took the meal and said casually: "Guests like you are not common."

Tirian's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings.

There are all kinds of dolls, shelves and flowery stairs that look quite dated, a warm and calm atmosphere, and the smiling old woman.

The yellowed fragments in the memory gradually came together and turned into familiar pictures, which gradually overlapped with the scene in front of me.

It is indeed here, Lucretia pointed the right way.

The elf shopkeeper didn't recognize himself, which was normal - he had changed a lot compared to a century ago.

Tirian adjusted his expression slightly, trying to make his face look softer - half a century of wandering and plundering on the cold sea had turned him into a cold-faced person, and he knew that he always had There was a special and uncomfortable feeling lingering, and this temperament had obviously not affected the kind old lady who owned the shop. She was smiling and saying hello, but there was doubt and a little vigilance in her eyes.

"I want to ask something," Tirian didn't know if his expression was adjusted properly. He couldn't quite recall the look and tone he should use when walking into a store like those people and spoke. "Are you here? Have you ever sold a doll named Nilu?”

"...This is the first time he has seen someone who would carry his wanted notice on his body as a certification document, and he is also a big pirate." The expression of the old elf lady finally became a little normal, and he folded the wanted notice and returned it. He muttered, "I heard the news that the Sea Mist was docking at the port. I thought I would go to the port to see what was going on when I had time, but I didn't expect you to run over first. Is your sister okay?"

The elf shop owner was startled for a moment, then spoke with some uncertainty: "Indeed... there was a doll like this that had been in the store for many years, and it was bought by someone a while ago, but why do you ask about it?"

Tirian's expression was stunned: "...a wig? What kind of wig?"

"He... lives a more handsome life than you," Tirian said, and then glanced at the good old man opposite with a strange expression, "I thought you would be scared, most people are afraid after seeing me. This is the reaction - even outside the Relief Sea."

After a long time, the old elf woman controlled her expression, raised her head and glanced at Tirian, and said in a weird tone: "It's really you."

I thought about it and added a few more sentences: "An eight-point doll, about that tall - classical palace style, with a very gorgeous skirt."

Could it be... that he is his father's subordinate? !

This man's appearance... is exactly the same as that of Frost King Xiao Nora half a century ago! Then, without waiting for the old lady to react, he simply started the topic and brought it back abruptly: "Can you tell you now, who bought this doll?"

Tirian twitched his lips: "The bounty... is indeed a bit high, but it's just a formality. They add a zero at the end every seven or eight years, and no one will accept the reward anyway."

Tirian reacted at first, but before I could see this man's face clearly, I froze in place like a lightning strike.

"Long straight blond hair, one to one size, I'm quite impressed," the old lady of the shop owner said to look at it, then suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I have a similar one here, do you want to take a look?" "

"What did I say... I just had a very unusual conversation," the old lady of the shopkeeper recalled. "I feel like this is a customer who hates dolls, but he cares about them very much."

He learned a lot from me about repair and maintenance. Oh, by the way, he also bought a wig and matching hair accessories, which seemed to be for his own doll. "

The old elf lady listened and took the piece of paper handed over by the other party with doubts. When she opened it, she saw a big portrait printed on the paper. Below it was the text of the wanted order, the bounty, and the official seal of Frost City State. …

Tirian seemed to have noticed something was wrong with this, and smiled awkwardly: "It's me."

Tirian turned his head without any surprise and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The old lady who owned the shop was startled for a moment, and then she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Tirian in disbelief: "Ah, you are..."

"Oh, he's a middle-aged man who looks about the same as you...maybe a little shorter. He looks quite thin, as if he's not in good health." The old lady didn't hesitate anymore this time. , said casually, "But I think it's impossible for you to find it, there are so many people in Purland. Do you want to take back the other doll that you failed to buy back then and give it to your sister? Hey, this is terrible It's such a pity. I wish you had come earlier... Wait, he just reacted, how did you know that someone bought Nilu? "

"You should still be somewhat famous," Tirian said seriously. "To put it simply, your family is relatively famous... although it may not be a pleasant reputation."

Tirian's mind suddenly buzzed. He felt that he had now seen the calmness of the long-lived race. He had to interrupt the old lady's words quickly: "The Sea Mist Fleet is still undergoing changes to take revenge on the northern city-states." Actions and robberies are still in the past, now we mainly rely on collecting protection fees..."

He saw an ugly man with waist-length blond hair standing in the window, banging on the window.

Tirian was stunned for a moment, but he did not expect that the other party would respond like that. He thought quickly, and then stood firm for two or three seconds, as if he had made some determination: "...Don't you recognize him?"

"Who kind of person bought it?" Tirian felt his heart beat a little slower. He didn't expect that he would find the clue so quickly. His father actually bought it from the store openly. I bought this doll, "About when?"

"I know you may not believe it, but I have something that can prove my identity." Tirian's thoughts were running very fast. As he spoke, he took out something from his arms, "An elf like you They are all well-informed and should have heard about me... Look at that."

Tirian did not answer the other party's question, but frowned subconsciously.

"I have seen a lot of strange and weird things, and he is the only big pirate. Moreover, the city-state has issued a document explaining that the Sea Fog is a guest invited by Plande. Things in the northern seas have nothing to do with you," the old man The wife muttered as she walked towards the counter, and then the mumble turned into nagging, "But I still have to tell you, being a pirate is not a serious thing. It is not a long-term business, and it doesn't sound good if you tell me. You see Your sister, at least he can still have a lifelong honorary title in the Explorers Association.

Of course, I have also heard that his relationship with these northern city-states seems not to be simple..."

"That's because it will be a long, long time before you come there next time," Tirian showed a weird smile, "Do you still remember that a hundred years ago, a brother and sister took away a doll named 'Qing Ni' from here? ?”

A man shorter than himself, thin, weak, and in poor condition... this could not be his father.

"Recognize...?" The old lady of the store frowned and looked doubtfully at the familiar human being in front of her. "I don't remember receiving customers like you - most of the people who come to my store to buy dolls are women, or A young man choosing a gift for his lover and a father choosing a gift for his daughter.”

Tirian wanted to say that there was no need to go to such trouble, but he didn't have time. At this moment, another strange knocking sound suddenly came from close by, attracting his attention.

The old lady who owned the shop was obviously taken aback by Tirian's overly excited reaction, and became increasingly vigilant; "I'm sorry, I can't disclose information about customers, that's the rule of our businessmen.

As he spoke, he turned around and went into the storage room under the stairs to rummage.

The old lady thought again: "We haven't seen each other for so many years... there are still so many zeros after the name..."

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It sounded like someone banging on the window inside.

After regaining his humanity and sanity, he hasn't even finished looking for subordinates yet? What does he want to do? Is it to rebuild the lost fleet? !

The old lady of the shopkeeper: "..."

Tirian thought about a lot of things for a while, and he didn't wake up until the old elf lady called his name twice. Then he thought of something else, and immediately asked: "Aside from buying dolls, this What else did the guest say? Did he take anything else?"

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