Tirian had to take great pains to explain to his sister the strange changes that had taken place in his "father" - and the bizarre things he had done in Plunder.

"...I can feel that he is no longer the chaotic shell of the Warp half a century ago. It seems that there is 'humanity' and 'reason' in that body, but it feels very strange to me...I am not sure what is in his body," Tirian frowned and said slowly, "He seems to recognize me, but apart from this 'recognition', I am not sure how much he is still the father we are familiar with. He...has changed a lot."

The black-haired woman on the other side of the crystal ball was silent for a few seconds, then said, "But it sounds like this is at least better than the situation half a century ago."

"...You could say that," Tirian said in a deep voice, "Half a century ago, I stood on the bow of the Sea Mist and looked at that figure. I wished it wasn't him. Now that I meet him again, I am just confused as to whether it is him or not... In any case, the Lost Homeland did not bring a huge disaster this time like in the past."

Lucrecia did not respond, but after thinking for a moment, she suddenly mentioned something: "Remember what I told you last time? Luni suddenly broke down, and then said that the 'old master' was looking for me... Now it seems that our father really seems to be planning something."

"What will he plan?" Tirian frowned. "Continue his last expedition? Reassemble the Lost Fleet?"

"I have no idea."

Lucrecia said calmly.

At the same time, a disturbing shadow suddenly appeared in the crystal ball, and then some of the automatically operating magic devices behind Lucrecia seemed to have malfunctioned. Faint explosions were heard, and a group of automatic puppets rushed up to check the equipment, looking very busy.

"What's going on over there?" Tirian suddenly looked a little worried. "Do you need to deal with the equipment behind you first?"

"Don't worry, the puppets will solve it. It's just a minor problem, nothing compared to the real storm on the border," Lucrecia said calmly, not even turning back to look at the chaotic scene, "I'm almost crossing this unstable sea."

"What exploration plans do you have? Are you going to rush directly into the fog this time? Let me remind you, the border is not a safe place..."

"I'm tracking something. It suddenly appeared near the border and rushed into the sea with huge energy, but the equipment on the ship didn't have time to capture its specific image." Lucrecia remained calm. "Don't worry, it's inside the Eternal Curtain - I'm not reckless enough to challenge the thick fog. Well, I'll send you the image after I find it. If it's a material that can be cut, I'll cut a piece for you as a souvenir."

Tirian waved his hand and said, "No, the souvenirs you sent are all evil. I want to get some more good sleep."

Lucrecia didn't care and just continued, "Did you buy the spirit world lens for me?"

Tirian was startled, and his tone suddenly became a little unnatural: "This... may have to wait for some time. You know, that thing depends on luck..."

"Have you forgotten?"

"Of course not. Several suppliers I know are out of stock. The four major churches do have stock, but the procedures are too difficult..."

"Have you forgotten?"

"I'm trying my best," Tirian said solemnly, "there should be a way other than robbery."

"It seems you really forgot," Lucrecia nodded on the other side of the crystal ball, her tone calm as if she had expected it. "It's okay. You're very busy, and this request is indeed difficult..."

Tirian listened to his sister's words, and a trace of relaxation appeared on his face. Then he heard the second half of the sentence from the other side of the crystal ball: "Then I will ask again the day after tomorrow."

Tirian: "..."

The big pirate wiped his forehead and seemed to want to say something, but just as he was about to open his mouth, the sound of flapping wings suddenly came from outside the window, interrupting his movements, followed by the sound of pecking at the glass.

"Wait a minute, I have something going on here," Tirian said quickly, looking up with a look of surprise on his face, "Perley?!"

He quickly got up, opened the window, and let the large parrot with colorful tail feathers in. Perri flapped its wings and landed on the table, making a loud sound: "Perri!"

Tirian returned to the table and sat down, looking at the parrot in confusion. "Why are you here? Did you run away from the ship? Or did Aiden send you here?"

"Ah! Aiden sent Perri!" the parrot spread its wings, nodding its head back and forth and shouting, "Perri has come with a message, an important message! Aiden said... Aiden said..."

The parrot was a little confused. After a long while, it finally shouted loudly under Tirian's surprised gaze: "Some fries! Some fries!"

Tirian: "......?"

Lucrecia, who was on the other side of the crystal ball, also heard the noise here, and her puzzled voice came: "Brother, is Perri hungry?"

"...No, it should have been delivering other information, but the message was tampered with," Tirian reacted immediately. As Perli's owner, he was very familiar with this big parrot and Aiden's personality. His expression quickly became serious. "Perli, did something happen on the ship?"

The big parrot tilted its head and looked at its owner, repeating the meaningless "a whole bunch of fries" several times, but suddenly, it stopped, as if it finally remembered something, and shouted excitedly: "Blood Compass!"

Tirian frowned. "Blood-seeking compass?"

"Point to the city-state!" The big parrot flapped its wings vigorously and shouted excitedly, "Blood-seeking compass, point to the city-state!"

Tirian was stunned for a moment, then he reacted immediately, his face changed, and he suddenly looked up at the crystal ball in front of him: "Lucy, he is..."

"Brother, leave Plender immediately," Lucretia on the other side of the crystal ball reacted before Tirian finished speaking, and said in a hurried tone, "This may be a trap!"

Tirian did not respond to his sister's urgent reminder. He sat there stiffly like a solidified sculpture, his eyes staring straight ahead.

"Brother?" Lucrecia's voice was full of doubt. "Didn't you hear it?"

"Lucy, he's..." Tirian said softly, breaking the silence, "...across from me."

The voice in the crystal ball quieted down.

Tirian stared at the front, at the other side of the table. On the wall over there, a decorative mirror with an oval frame had a faint green flame floating on its surface. In the flickering light, a majestic figure was standing in the mirror, looking at this side calmly.

“First of all,” the figure in the mirror began, “this is not a trap. I’m also surprised that you’re here.

"The second thing, I'm done, so I came to see what you guys were up to."

Tirian remained silent and upright, and Lucrecia in the crystal ball was also stiff. However, she could not see the images in the other direction, but could only hear the sounds, which made her even more uneasy. She couldn't help but whisper, "Is he really there?"

Tirian grabbed the box on the table expressionlessly and turned the crystal ball and lens assembly to the opposite side. "Say hello to your father."

As soon as Tirian made a move, Lucrecia's voice became louder and her tone became urgent: "No, no, no, no need to turn around, I am..."

She had been turned away.

Through the magic crystal ball, she saw her father hanging on the wall.

Duncan was also looking at the woman in the crystal ball through the mirror.

This was the first time he had seen the other person, and in the mind of this body, apart from a little bit of familiarity and nostalgia, he had no memory of being with the other person.

But that little bit of remaining intimacy and nostalgia still slowly permeated his heart - he had a similar feeling when he met Tirian, but now facing Lucretia, this feeling seemed to have a hint of...guilt and regret.

Is it because I owe more? Or is it because of the last gift that I failed to give?

Duncan didn't know, after all, those were not his own memories and feelings. Just because of his current identity, he nodded to Lucrecia and said, "Long time no see, Lucy."

“Uh…” Lucrecia’s expression was unusually flustered. This “sea witch” who had always presented herself as calm and mysterious finally encountered a situation that was even more incomprehensible than the unpredictable “border”. She felt nervous and cramped as if she had returned to many years ago, to the afternoon when she first broke her father’s navigation instrument. “I…long time no see…”

Then the room fell into a depressing silence. Duncan just stared at the pair of "children" in front of him. This silent pressure seemed to be transmitted to the distant boundless sea through the crystal ball. Lucrecia tried desperately to find a topic in her mind to break the silence. After holding it in for a long time, she finally said, "You... this frame suits you quite well..."

Duncan: “…Hmm?”

"I mean, this patterned frame is especially suitable for your temperament..." Lucrezia hurriedly said, "It's reserved, low-key, and..."

"……ah?"

"Especially if you hang it on the wall..."

Duncan was confused: "What do you want to say?"

Lucrecia finally turned her head to the side, as if trying to find Tirian's location, and whispered softly: "Help..."

Tirian sighed, pushed the suitcase containing the crystal ball aside, stood up and walked between the crystal ball and the frame: "What do you want to see us for?"