Ashes Of Deep Sea - Chapter 322 - Chapter 322: Chapter 326: Siblings with a Great Relationship

Chapter 322: Chapter 326: Siblings with a Great Relationship

Lucresia was momentarily unsure how to respond to her brother—who would summon her with a Mystic Orb across thousands of miles in the dead of night, just to crack such a joke.

But soon, the “Sea Witch” faintly sensed something was amiss.

Her usually staid brother would not be doing something like this under normal circumstances, and unlike her, who always preferred solitude, her brother had an entire fleet to take care of. Besides, the room clearly not on the Sea Mist behind him looked a bit… familiar?

Through the Crystal Ball, Terence noticed the change in Lucresia’s demeanor.

He had made a special trip back to his home port and brought the Crystal Ball to the Homeloss for this purpose.

“You surely won’t believe it,” the pirate captain exhaled, smiled, and stepped aside to let the cabin’s scene come fully into view of the Crystal Ball and lenses, “I’m in my own room—’my own room’.”

Listening to the other’s deliberate emphasis, Lucresia looked at the image presented in the Crystal Ball. At first puzzled, then contemplative, and finally, shock and anxiety took over her eyes. Her initial calm was gone, and she abruptly stood up, “You…”

“As you see,” Terence returned in front of the Crystal Ball, spreading his hands with a bitter smile, “a lot of unexpected things happened, and the end result is… I’ve ended up here.”

Lucresia stood in front of the Crystal Ball, dumbfounded, silent for a good six to seven seconds before she frowned and slowly sat back down.

“I’ll take good care of the Mist Fleet for you,” she said evenly, “and the twenty-seven bank accounts you hold at Cold Harbor, Moco, Mormonzo, and Zalbustro, as well as the sixty-two hidden treasure locations in the northern seas.”

This time, it was Terence who jumped up in front of the Crystal Ball.

“How would you know about…” The big pirate stared almost aghast at the Crystal Ball’s image of his sister, but the next second, he realized, “Did you leave a mark on the Sea Mist?”

“I don’t need such a clumsy method,” Lucresia declared calmly, “The way you hide things was never too clever—did the snacks you hid as a child ever go uneaten until the end?”

Terence’s expression stiffened momentarily, then he sighed helplessly, “I thought I had chosen quite secluded places for those treasures, especially since they haven’t been disturbed for so long…”

“Anyone with a fleet as large as the Mist Fleet, even if they placed their treasures in the city center, it would still be ‘unreachable pirate treasure.’”

“I can’t argue with you,” Terence waved his hand dismissively, sidestepping this slightly embarrassing topic, “It looks like you’re not worried about my safety.”

“I was worried at first, but if you were really in trouble, you wouldn’t be in the mood to joke with me,” Lucresia remained unaffected, “So what exactly happened? Why are you on the Homeloss? And our father, he…”

“He found my secret port—probably just like you said, my hiding methods have never been clever,” Terence sighed again, “Something came up in Frost… Something is stirring beneath the deep sea, drawing our father’s attention. Now he’s come here to investigate in person and has sought me out.”

Lucresia frowned, “So, you’ve seen him, face to face?”

Terence spread his hands, “Need you even ask? Here I am on the ship.”

Lucresia fell silent, seemingly hesitant about something. After a while, she blurted out without preamble, “…What’s father’s condition now?”

“He’s… better than we expected,” Terence chose his words carefully, trying to keep his reply from being colored by the improbable occurrences he’d experienced on the Homeloss, “He’s truly regained his humanity—and has become even more serene than we remember. He talked a lot with me, about the Mist Fleet, the Chill Sea, about you and me. He also mentioned some… vague details regarding Subspace, of course.”

“You even discussed Subspace with him?!” Lucresia’s mouth twitched visibly, “You haven’t gone mad, have you?”

“It wasn’t me who initiated the conversation,” Terence shrugged, “I just curiously asked him why the lower deck was locked up—then he told me that the entire lower structure of the Homeloss has been submerged in Subspace, and the door is mainly locked to prevent someone from accidentally falling in.”

Lucresia inhaled softly, her pupils’ tremors so evident that even Terence could clearly see them.

“Astonishment, anxiety, disbelief, coupled with the thrill of having your eyes opened wide, right?” Terence said wryly, “I understand how you feel; I’ve been through all those emotions once already.”

But Lucresia remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

For less than a second, she even genuinely pondered whether her brother had been corroded by Subspace and if the man sitting before the Crystal Ball had become a madman.

After an indeterminate length of time, she broke the silence again, “Father, what’s he doing now?”

“I don’t know, he’s gone back to his captain’s quarters. The rest of the people on board say he’s going to use some special measures to investigate the Frost City-State—I didn’t ask for details.”

“Are there other people on board?” Lucresia asked, surprised.

Tirian opened his mouth, as if to answer, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. He then got up from in front of the crystal ball, and Lucresia could only hear a few faint phrases of a conversation from off-screen.

It seemed that someone had come to the room to deliver something.

After a moment, Tirian returned to the frame with a plate in front of him, containing a freshly baked apple pie.

The crystal ball immediately transmitted Lucresia’s exclamation, “You even have apple pie over there?!”

“The ship even has hot water supply and fresh produce from Prandt right now,” Tirian said offhandedly, “I know it’s hard to imagine. In fact, Father even mentioned he’s considering installing a steam core on board so that we could have a 24-hour hot water supply and even add a power generator…”

As he spoke, he spread his hands out, “The good news is that it seems Father won’t mind the modifications I make to Sea Mist anymore.”

Lucresia: “…?”

…

The chill night wind blew across the shore, and a fleeting green flame dashed across the sky. Before anyone could notice, it had already plummeted into an uninhabited corner near the port.

A tall and imposing figure, entirely engulfed in flames, stepped out from the fire. His appearance, though horrific to behold, was grand and imposing.

Feeling the chill wind on his face, Duncan took a deep breath on the land of Frost.

Physiologically, his body had long lost the function of breathing, but he could still feel the airflow filling his chest before he exhaled slowly and forcefully.

“Frost…” Duncan raised his eyes to the distant city area illuminated by lights, shook his head, and then walked slowly to a calm pool of water near the shore. Reflecting in the pool, using the light cast down by Creation of the World, he saw the face he was currently using.

“This face would certainly get me pinned down by the enforcer and the guardian the moment it’s seen.”

Reflected in the pool was the daunting visage, authoritative yet alarming enough to make anyone run to the authorities on sight.

It was hard to imagine that the original owner of this body managed to maintain his consciousness until the last second of his dying breath.

“Belazov, huh… May your spirit rest in peace.” Duncan looked at the reflection in the water for the last time, bidding farewell to the former owner of this body, and then looked up.

Ai Yi was standing on a nearby piece of broken rock, flapping its wings and cooing loudly.

Duncan waved his hand, and the pigeon instantly turned into a stream of fiery light, disappearing into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

Through a connection established deep in his spirit, Duncan could confirm that it had instantaneously arrived on Homeloss.

Just like the previous tests—after establishing the return beacons, Ai Yi could use a method akin to “instantaneous movement” to cross vast distances in the blink of an eye, directly arriving at each beacon’s location.

Duncan lowered his head to look at the body he was currently using.

The “incarnation” he occupied to traverse the Spirit Realm was the “return beacon” that could serve as a locational point for Ai Yi.

While confirming this, he also recalled the temporary body he had occupied on his first night in Frost.

Extremely weak, unusually perceptive, and beginning to self-destruct shortly after leaving the coffin—he hadn’t had time to conduct more tests, but looking back, that body indeed didn’t provide him with the feedback for “establishing a beacon.”

“One of the characteristics of a Replication…” Duncan mused thoughtfully, “Because it’s not the complete body of a mortal, it can’t carry power?”

Just as he pondered this, a sudden crackling burst of flames interrupted his thoughts, followed by a ghostly green flame door materializing out of thin air on the coast beside him.

Ai Yi had returned from Homeloss.

Duncan turned to look at the flaming gateway hovering in midair, and three figures were already gradually appearing within the light and shadow of the flames.

These were the “mysterious helpers” he had instructed Ai Yi to bring from Homeloss.

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