Deep Sea Embers Chapter 66: Beautiful morning aboard the Lost Homes

"Alice! Mind your head!"

The beautiful morning on the Lost Home begins with the captain's exasperated roar from the deck.

Duncan stood outside the captain's room, raised his finger and pointed to the head of a doll hanging on a beam nearby, his eyes twitched for a long time, and finally he saw a doll body in a dark purple gothic dress standing from the side in a panic. Get up and take off the head hanging in the air.

With a crisp "Boom" sound in the air, Miss Doll put her head back, and then trotted over and said, "Hehe..."

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing with your head hanging on my door in the morning?" Duncan stared at this cursed doll who was going to live every now and then. To be honest, he pushed the door in the morning and saw a head blowing in the wind at the door. Who can't be startled by drifting? It is also fortunate that he has been on this ship for a long time, and his nerves are stronger than before. Otherwise, I am afraid that he will not be out of breath. "Don't tell me you are looking out - there are pigeons at the post!"

"I washed my hair in the morning..." Alice shrank her neck and replied cautiously, "I can't dry my hair, so I wanted to hang it up a bit to blow dry..."

Duncan: "..."

Alice gave Duncan a careful look: "Captain... are you angry?"

"You're... reasonable." Duncan held back for a long time, and finally he could only say these words from his bronchi. He restrained the shaking of the muscles on his face and had to admit, at least from Alice's "abnormal 099" From the point of view of the way of life, it is really okay to hang your head a little higher and blow the wind - the winch on the ship also takes naps as a habit, and the bucket for wiping the deck is rolled to the stern every afternoon to bask in the sun, living on this ship. , what you want is to be open-hearted.

From this point of view, Alice, the doll who has adapted to life on the ship, is now really "getting in" with the ship...

"Captain, you just don't get angry!" Alice laughed immediately. She seemed to not only adapt to the life on this ship, but also adapt or understand the captain's temperament. She still fears this powerful ghost captain. , but she no longer had pure fear like at the beginning. She seems to let go a lot now, and even dares to bargain with the captain, "I can hang my head after that..."

"No—anywhere except the door of the captain's room, find a place by yourself," Duncan cast a glance at the puppet, "I don't want to see the crew's heads hanging on the door, or headless people as soon as I push the door. The body swayed in front of the door."

Alice can only bow her head honestly: "Oh, okay."

Duncan is still looking at her with a thoughtful expression.

"Captain?" Alice looked a little hairy from the other party's eyes, "Why do you keep staring at me..."

"I just thought of a question," Duncan said as he pondered, "You will lose your hair, right? When you wash it, do you also lose it? Then... do you grow hair?"

Alice was stunned for a moment, her expression like a pigeon Ay in a state of sudden death.

After a long time, her eyes suddenly turned, and she looked at Duncan in astonishment: "I...I...I didn't think about this at all! Captain, you..."

The second half of her sentence was almost filled with tears, and she didn't dare to say the last words. She actually wanted to ask "Captain, are you a devil?", but she was afraid that Mr. Goat Head would scold her after she said it. It is an image that underestimates the power of the captain and over-beautifies the image of the first natural disaster at sea...

Duncan didn't care what Alice swallowed at the end, his thoughts had already spread out: "Look, although you can walk, dance and talk, your body still looks like a real puppet. In the same way, you don’t need to eat, you don’t need to drink water, you can press it back if you lose your joints, so can I understand that your hair is a non-renewable resource, and you will become bald if you wash it too much... comb your hair too much?”

Alice was about to cry: "Captain, why do you think of such a terrible thing..."

Duncan: "Actually, I've been wanting to ask since you cooked that bowl of fish head soup."

Despite her sadness, Alice was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "But what I'm cooking is just fish soup..."

Duncan said confidently: "Nonsense, there are fish, heads and soup in it, why not fish head soup?"

Alice: "...Captain you are reasonable."

A good morning on the Lost Homes begins when everyone agrees with each other.

Miss Doll left in a trance. She seemed to suddenly have a major event involving the future of her life to think about. Duncan was in a happy mood. He blew the sea breeze and ate a simple breakfast—— The contents include the fish fillets that Alice baked by herself yesterday, shredded cheese, and the spirits from the city-state of Pland. It is not very delicious, but it is the top meal on the Lost Homes.

In the chart room of the captain's cabin, Goat Head looked curiously at the happy Duncan: "Captain, what's wrong with Miss Alice? I noticed that she returned to the cabin absentmindedly, twice when she returned to her room. Bumping against the door...she seems preoccupied?"

"She's facing a major life challenge, and I don't think you'll have to worry about her fighting with the weird stuff on the ship for a long time," Duncan shook his wine glass, a look on his face. A mischievous smile, "But I'm really curious about one thing..."

"Huh? What are you curious about?"

"Does the Cursed Doll really turn into a bald doll if its hair falls out?" Duncan discussed with Goat Head seriously, "Should there be some kind of extraordinary power to ensure this kind of extraordinary thing? ...well, to ensure a certain state? Too bad I didn't have time to discuss this with Alice before she ran away."

Goat head: "..."

Duncan glanced curiously at the usually noisy guy: "Why don't you talk?"

The goat head held back for a long time, and finally said: "You are indeed the most terrifying natural disaster on the boundless sea... I can't ask this kind of question even if I kill you."

Duncan shrugged and stood up from behind the sailing table.

"I'm leaving again," he said to Goat Head, snapping his fingers, and a green flame burst out of nowhere, and Ay, the dove in the form of an undead bird, descended from the flame and landed on his shoulders "As usual, you are at the helm."

"As ordered, Captain, your loyal following omission will not disappoint you!" Goat Head immediately answered in a high tone, and then asked curiously, "Captain, you seem to be... very keen on spirituality recently. World walk? Is there something on land that interests you?"

Duncan didn't answer right away, but after a little thought, he said, "I've recently discovered that after a century of development, the world has become a little more interesting."

This is the response he gave after weighing: this sentence did not reveal any directional information, nor did it reveal his lack of knowledge, and at the same time, it reasonably buried a lead that would allow him to follow Frequent attention to the terrestrial world is more normal~IndoMTL.com~ If necessary, it can also be used as a "reasonable motive" for Homeless to return to the civilized world.

And this answer should not go too far against the image of "Captain Duncan".

The biggest natural disaster on the boundless sea can also be a happy person-because the happy person is compatible with all things.

Goat's head really didn't have any abnormal reaction, as if all the decisions Captain Duncan made were taken for granted: "Oh, you are right, after all these years, those weak city-states should make some concessions. You're interested in something, and it's normal for you to want to relieve your boredom... In that case, should Homeless be prepared? Which one are you planning to invade? Plante? Rensa? Or Frost further north ?"

Duncan nodded secretly in his heart after listening to the first half of Goat Head's words, thinking that the number one dog-legged man really knew how to figure out what he wanted to do, but when he heard the second half, his blood started to get cold - the cooperation of this guy changed directly. As the fire broke out, he had to quickly interrupt: "When did I say I was going to invade the city-state? An interesting thing has just happened, wouldn't it be a pity to destroy it?"

"Ah... yes, what you said was that my suggestion was too reckless," Goat Head immediately changed his tune, "actually I thought you were going to drive a boat around in the future... Of course, since you don't have that. Thought, then this suggestion should be invalidated. In fact, this is also very good, after all, the big city-state still has some strength, and it is a bit risky to approach rashly..."

"Don't casually mention the invasion of the city-state in the future," Duncan glanced at the goat's head and added a layer of insurance uneasy, "We have been derailed from the world for a hundred years, and now I want to regain control of the changes in civilized society. , which may involve a lot of long-term changes - don't overdo it until I have a clear order."

"I will follow your orders, Captain."