Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 10

[Chapter 10 Elegance is not so elegant…]

That “coffin” is back.

On the stern deck of the Lost Home, Duncan looked at the gorgeous wooden box lying quietly in front of him with a blank expression. The memory of entering the sea is definitely not false, it proves that this thing was indeed floating in the sea not long ago.

Such a strange situation is enough to make one’s heart chill, but for some reason, Duncan’s mood at the moment is calmer than he imagined.

Maybe it’s because of being on this extremely weird ghost ship, maybe it’s because he just experienced a thrilling “spiritual drift” and a ship collision accident not long ago, or maybe it’s because he got hit with an equally weird goat’s head After several days of dealing with each other, Duncan seems to have developed a certain degree of immunity to the bizarre supernatural phenomena in this world.

In fact, as early as the last time he threw this “cursed doll” into the sea, he vaguely guessed that the matter would not end so simply.

He lowered his head, not surprisingly, he found that the iron nails and the chain around the coffin had disappeared, then he bent down and pried off the lid of the “coffin” again with the pirate sword in his hand .

The gorgeous Gothic figure still lies quietly in the center of the red velvet lining, with its hands folded, peaceful and elegant.

But this time Duncan clearly noticed that the corners of the other party’s skirt seemed to have been wet by sea water – a slight smell of the sea came from the inside of the coffin lid.

So far, this weird puppet does not seem to have any other outrageous or dangerous behaviors other than going and returning again and again, but just “going and returning” is already considered a standard attribute of “cursed item”.

Duncan looked at the puppet expressionlessly for a while, and suddenly broke the silence with a smile that was not a smile: “I suddenly want to satisfy my curiosity…” After the words

fell, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the cabin not far away. , quite reassuringly left the puppet on the deck.

——Although personally speaking, he is very wary of the doll and doesn’t want to keep him by his side, but based on his understanding of the Lost Country and the goat’s head, he knows to temporarily put the doll on the deck There won’t be too many problems on board, even if she violently hurts people, the many “living creatures” on this ship are enough to deal with it.

And he has to do some “preparation work” during this time.

Duncan passed through the stern deck, opened the wooden door leading to the lower deck, stepped on the wooden stairs that have been around for ages, and came to the cabin below the deck with ease. This is the “upper cabin” in the cabin, which is where the artillery is placed. Place—the old-style front-loading artillery lies quietly on both sides of the cabin, the moldy and blackened wooden boards cover the firing port next to it, and the black powder barrels and solid iron ball-like shells are piled up between the gun positions It looks as if it has been piled up for a century.

Duncan glanced at these things that seemed to have a sense of time at a glance, and suddenly thought of one thing –

on this ship, he did not see a second “human” figure other than himself, so these artillery pieces …Who is manipulating again?

Could it be that, just like the Lost Homeland itself, these cannons can be loaded and fired by themselves?

And what about the freshwater tanks on board? Are you supplementing yourself? Where is the damage? Also self-repair? Or…does this ship really have the concept of “damage”?

Questions popped up one after another in my heart, but I couldn’t think of how to explain them.

Duncan is very clear that he still knows too little about this ship. Although he has explored here to a certain extent in the past few days, he only has a general understanding of its superstructure. The area is far more weird and frightening than the upper level. In addition, he had always hoped to leave his “single apartment” and return to the normal world on Earth, instead of focusing on the Lost Homeland. This leads to his actions on the “side” not having much motivation.

But now, he suddenly has a greater curiosity about this ship, or…has a greater “awareness of control”.

This is his ship, and he should get to know the Lost Country.

This may also be the change after holding the steering wheel.

Duncan shook his head, keeping the follow-up exploration plan in mind for now, and then came to the place where the cannonballs were piled up… After

a while, Duncan, who was holding several cast iron cannonballs, returned to the poop deck, just as he thought—the coffin The cursed doll in the box is still lying obediently in the wooden box.

“Did she make any movement just now?”

“Not at all,” the voice of the goat’s head came immediately, it seemed to have been holding back for too long, and it crackled as soon as it opened its mouth, “This lady is as quiet as she looks, you should believe In my judgment, she is gentle and harmless to you. Since she has returned to the ship several times, it may mean that there is some connection between her and her coffin and the Lost Country. A great gardener once… “

Shut up.”

“Oh.”

Duncan stared blankly at the doll in the coffin.

I don’t know if she is really unable to move, or she is still pretending to be asleep – anyway, Duncan doesn’t care about it.

He wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

The solid iron ball-like cast iron shells are extraordinarily heavy. When executing traitors on board, one such shell is enough to kill even the most experienced sailors.

Duncan put four in the coffin—then went back to the cabin and moved four more.

Eight cannonballs filled almost all the remaining space in the wooden box, and the gorgeous and elegant Gothic doll was now surrounded by a circle of cannonballs, which looked… full of martial virtue.

Elegance is not so elegant, evil is really evil.

Duncan sealed the lid of the coffin again, and then pushed the wooden box to the edge of the deck with great difficulty. Given his current physical strength, it was not easy to complete this operation.

Finally, he kicked the coffin into the sea.

There was a heavy sound of falling into the water, and the gorgeous wooden box sank straight into the water.

Duncan still stood quietly on the edge of the deck, staring at the place where the wooden box fell into the water, without moving for a long time.

The voice of the goat’s head came into his mind: “Captain, are you repenting? If you feel sorry for discarding this loot, the Lost Land can try to use the anchor to fish up the box again, although this is not the anchor. Correct usage, but the anchor says it can try…”

“Shut up.”

“But I see you’ve been standing on the edge of the deck for a long time…”

“Shut up.”

“Oh.”

Duncan exhaled softly.

In front of the dog-legged goat’s head, he couldn’t admit that his toes hurt.

So he was in pain on the deck for several minutes, trying to maintain the seriousness that a dignified captain should have throughout the whole process. In the end, he wondered if he looked like a wife-seeing stone before he finally recovered, and then it didn’t matter. He returned to the upper cabin below the deck without slowing down.

After waiting quietly for a few more minutes, guessing that the time was almost up, Duncan suddenly walked to the stern area of the upper deck, opened the observation window between the two tail cannons, and focused his attention on the movement on the sea.

It didn’t take long for the goat’s head to be quiet, and at this moment it couldn’t help it: “Captain, you are…”

Duncan stared at the sea with all his attention and replied without raising his head: “I’m curious about the ‘curse’ How did the doll come back?”

“Eh… because she’s a cursed doll?” “

…I appreciate your inexplicable attitude, but I think that even if it’s a cursed doll, she must return to the ship. There is some kind of process. She wants to pretend that she is ‘dead’, but she returns to the boat again and again. I think there must be a reason for this, and the other party must have the ability to communicate… But now she refuses to communicate, then I can only think There is a way to catch her pattern of action and forcibly establish communication with that guy.”

Listening to Duncan’s explanation, the goat’s head was silent for two seconds, and suddenly asked tentatively: “Captain, you seem to have suddenly become more interested? Ah, this is really a good sign! Since you woke up last time, your I have been in a bad mood, and seem to have lost interest in many things, your loyal first mate and second mate…” “

Shut up.”

“Oh.”

After the goat’s head calmed down, Duncan was still concentrating on the sea. However, in his line of sight, the sea surface in the direction of the stern is only calm.

The “coffin” seemed to have really sunk into the deep sea and never appeared again.

But with the experience of the previous two times, Duncan was extra patient this time. He silently counted the time, waited silently, observed silently, and let the time flow.

He himself didn’t seem to notice that he was actively expecting the puppet to reappear.

Then, a small black shadow really appeared in his field of vision.

During the ups and downs of the waves, the black shadow rushed into Duncan’s eyes. It was an exquisite wooden box, which broke through the sea like a lone boat in the wind and waves, and the beautiful Gothic doll was standing in the wooden box. , holding her gorgeous coffin lid in a rather imposing posture, paddling forward in the wind and waves desperately.

A Gothic doll riding the wind and waves standing inside a coffin and waving the coffin lid.

Elegance is not so elegant, evil is true TM is more evil than eight shells.

Duncan was shocked.

(Mom!)

(End of this chapter)