Chapter 630 - 630 629 Countless Threads
Chapter 630 - 630 629 Countless Threads
?Chapter 630: Chapter 629: Countless Threads Chapter 630: Chapter 629: Countless Threads “I feel you shouldn’t call my every Friday trip to Frost Cathedral to collect the graveyard guard’s salary a ‘Subspace Invasion’, that seems a bit imprecise…”
On the Homeloss, which was sailing in the shallow layers of the Spirit Realm, Duncan was checking the large wooden box that Ai Yi had just teleported over from Plunder while silently speaking to Fenna in his mind.
“Exactly because I am meticulous, that’s why I said it,” Fenna’s reply was so earnest that even Duncan couldn’t tell if Miss Judge was joking or not. She then paused and continued, more seriously, “And honestly, I’ve never quite understood why you insist on personally using an embodiment to collect that ‘salary’ — as you know, Frost’s ‘Agatha’ is willing to assign a team of guardians to serve you, and Mr. Tirian has also been wanting to find a better place for your ’embodiment’ there, but you still insist on guarding those graveyards…”
Duncan stopped his work, and in a moment of silence, he remembered that cold northern City-State — that place always covered in snow, the cemeteries in winter, the peaceful streets, a little girl named Annie, and that old caretaker.
“…I quite like that place,” Duncan slowly said in his mind, “Doing ordinary things in a place I like is sort of a hobby for me.”
Fenna fell silent for a while, seemingly deep in thought from the touch, when the sound of light footsteps reached his ears from not far away. Duncan raised his head and saw Alice cheerfully walking from the other end of the deck — she was always so happy.
“Captain! Are we approaching Light Breeze Harbor soon? I saw the ship starting to ‘surface’…”
The automaton suddenly noticed the large box placed on the deck.
“What is this?” she asked curiously, looking around the box and noticing various objects inside, “Is it for my sleeping… no, doesn’t seem like it? What are these?”
“These are very important things, the construction records of Homeloss,” Duncan explained casually and picked up a piece of wood, “But this is the most important.”
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