Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 161 The Most Outstanding Puppeteer
On the Lost Home, the bright sun was shining on the newly scrubbed upper deck, and a circle of green flames gradually dissipated over the deck. Alice stood by the clearing, staring dumbfounded at the pile of things that appeared on the deck.

"This... this... what is this?!"

Miss Doll exclaimed, and as soon as she finished speaking, Duncan's voice came from not far away: "Stuttering as if your head has fallen off—have you never seen pots, pans, melons, fruits and vegetables? ?”

Alice turned her head with a stiff neck, glanced at Duncan, then at the pile of supplies that suddenly appeared on the deck, thought about it seriously, and confidently put her hands on her hips: "I haven't seen it before!"

Duncan: "...?"

"I haven't seen it before," Alice continued confidently, "I've been staying in the box for so many years, where can I see these things?"

Duncan was taken aback for a moment, and then he patted his forehead: "...I forgot, well, what you said is also true. From a certain point of view, you are even more illiterate than Shirley."

At this time, Alice was about to step forward to research what a lot of things were suddenly sent by Ai Yi. After hearing Duncan's words, she turned her head suspiciously: "Shirley? Who is it?"

"The person I met in the city-state, maybe you will have a chance to meet her someday in the future," Duncan thought for a while, "I think we are quite destined to meet her."

"Oh." Alice snorted, and quickly put the matter behind her, and then she came to the pile of supplies on the deck again, circling around.

"This is flour... This is meat? It's really different from the dried meat on the boat... This is a vegetable leaf? It feels so fragile and cold... What is this round... ah, it's broken... ..."

"Don't make trouble for your eggs!" Duncan saw that this puppet lacking common sense had a tendency to cause trouble, and hurried forward to pat off the puppet's fumbling hands. "I use these to improve the conditions on the ship."

"Hey..." Alice let out a signature laugh, and withdrew her hand a little embarrassedly, "I'm just a little curious—a lot of things I've just heard about."

Duncan looked at the puppet helplessly, but he also understood this guy a little bit in his heart.

Alice has a lot of "innate knowledge" in her head (if she has such an organ in her head), she knows how to communicate with people, knows a lot of things that exist in the world, and even accumulated "by listening" to voices outside the box. The first impression of this world, but she has been in a sealed state after all. Strictly speaking, it was not long ago that she really came into contact with this world, and when she came out, she came into contact with the Lost Country, which is definitely not suitable for a novice village. "Opening Stage".

She has so little knowledge of the real world.

Some time ago, all she had access to was the things on the Lost Homelander, and the limited space and objects on the ship were easy for her to adapt to, but now, Duncan brought a lot of new gadgets from the human city-state to this ship. In front of the doll.

Even a piece of green vegetables and a bag of flour are incredible objects to Alice.

"The human city-state is really an incredible place..." Miss Doll looked at the pile of things on the deck and the colorful packaging, and sighed sincerely, "It must be much bigger than the ship, right?"

"...It's very big, but it's much smaller than the Infinite Sea." Duncan replied casually. He looked into Alice's eyes full of surprise and expectation, and once again remembered what he had promised to the other party.

He said that he would take Alice to see the city-state.

"I will solve the troubles of the city-state as soon as possible, and figure out the secrets about you," he said seriously to the puppet in front of him, "Just wait patiently for a while."

Alice suddenly showed a bright smile: "Okay."

As heartless as ever.

But just looking at this heartless puppet, Duncan's accumulated anxiety in the city-state of Pland calmed down a little bit. He breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the things on the deck: "Come with me Move them all to the galley—the pile of debris next to it is sent to the captain's cabin."

"Oh, good!" Alice immediately agreed, and then said as she stepped forward to help, "Shall I use them for dinner tonight?"

Duncan turned around suspiciously: "It can be possible...but will you?"

"No!" Alice said as a matter of course, "But I can ask Mr. Goat Head for advice. He said that he has amazing cooking skills and has mastered more than 90.00% of the world's cooking secrets..."

"If he dares to say it, you dare to believe it!" Duncan's eyes widened immediately, "You'd better not harm the ingredients I managed to get. I will cook dinner. If you really want to learn how to cook something that people can eat, you can Watch how I do it, don't follow that goat's head - he doesn't even have a digestive tract."

"Oh..." Alice nodded, then glanced at Ai who was pacing on the deck next to her, and rolled her eyes, "Will Ai still go to 'over there' later?"

"Of course, there are still things to send later."

"Are you still shopping?" Alice asked curiously, "What else do you want to buy?"

Duncan turned his head and looked into Miss Doll's eyes. After a while, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I'm shopping for you."

Alice: "...?"

……

In the city-state of Puland, in the "Rose Doll Hall".

Duncan felt that this kind old elf lady might have misunderstood him, but he didn't mean to explain.

The main reason is that I can’t explain it—how can I tell people?Say that there is really a doll with a soul, emotions, sorrows and joys in your home, and this doll is suffering from the problem of thinning hair recently?It is optimistic to say that the old lady will go to the church to report...

In the eyes of the owner of the "Rose Doll Hall", Duncan has become a "confidant" who really loves dolls and is willing to devote a lot of energy to this aspect——in the upper class of Puland, people who buy dolls There are many, and there are many people who are sincerely keen on collecting, but few people show such heartfelt concern for dolls like this gentleman today, which gave her a feeling, as if the other party mentioned When talking about my "doll", I am not talking about an "item", but a living person, even a "friend" that this gentleman cares about very much.

Many puppeteers don't necessarily have this attitude.

The two chatted happily. Duncan finally heard a lot of knowledge about dolls from a professional (although I don't know how much of this knowledge can be applied to Alice), and the owner of the doll hall obviously It’s been a long time since I met such a congenial customer. After a chat, the old lady couldn’t help laughing and sighed: “I’ve lived in this city for three or four hundred years, and seventeen of the consuls died alone. The human beings I have met are countless - but almost none of them can really understand the "doll"... Well, it may not be comfortable for you to hear me say this, but in my opinion, human beings are indeed a better than elves. indifferent to many species."

"I don't know much about elven society," Duncan said as soon as he heard it, wanting to guide the other party to talk about elves, "but I heard... In the elven city-state of Qingfeng Harbor, the most powerful people in the world gather. An outstanding craftsman? The elves' unique handicraft skills are world-renowned..."

"Elves are really good at exquisite handicrafts. We are a race that is sensitive to mathematics and art by nature - so most of the famous puppeteers in this world are also elves," the old woman said frankly, with a kind of tone in her tone Of course she was proud, but then she changed the subject, "But when it comes to the profession of puppeteer, in fact, many colleagues from other races have a prejudice against elves... People often say that elves are not so superb in craftsmanship Talent, the reason why there are so many doll masters among us is entirely because the life span is long enough, and it's just a little 'grinding' out..."

Duncan didn't know how to answer this topic: "This... well, colleagues are enemies, it seems to be the same everywhere, so what do you think of these evaluations?"

The old woman laughed: "Me? I think they are right!"

Duncan: "...?"

"I think what they said is right," the old woman emphasized again, with a happy smile on her face, "Anyway, every year on the Day of the Dead, I would go to the graves of some old colleagues to say hello and tell them 'You're right'—if you have the ability, get up and hit me!"

Duncan: "..."

Are all elves in this world like this!Why did he feel that there was something wrong with this style of painting? !
"Oh... just joking," the old woman probably noticed the expression on Duncan's face, and then shook her head, "Actually, there are so many enemies, everyone has been friends with each other in such a short period of time. It's just a traveling companion, and if we really want to talk about the puppet maker... I always think that the most outstanding puppeteer in the world is definitely not a 'master' among the elves, but a human being."

"A human?" Duncan asked casually.

"Yeah, probably not many ordinary humans know this name anymore..." The old woman said slowly with a little emotion, "Her name is Lucrezia Abnomar, she is the famous Daughter of 'Captain Duncan', the greatest puppeteer I've ever seen..."

Duncan: "?!"

(End of this chapter)