Chapter 53

Chapter 53 “Heirs”

During his “departure” of the Vanished, Alice’s activity on the ship slightly exceeded Duncan’s... Expectation.

He had always felt that the gothic doll was an elegant and decent lady like you find in those old oil paintings. Although she likes to surf the waves with her wooden casket box and talk a lot of nonsense, the positive outweighs the negative. But now, the idea of her staying put and acting like a doll no longer seemed possible.

“Captain, you are not angry, are you? I can explain...”The sudden low atmosphere in the room made Alice feel a little nervous as she carefully glanced at the expressionless Duncan.

“I know you’re helping, merely unsuccessful,” Duncan looked at Miss Doll with a somewhat helpless face, “but since you also know that a lot of things on this ship are ‘alive’, can you confirm it with me or my first mate beforehand the next time you want to do something?”

Alice immediately nodded her head and loudly agreed, “Okay Captain, no problem Captain!”

Then she immediately turned her attention to the goat head and muttered in a low voice, “Is there such a thing as unsuccessful in helping?”

The goat head said in a rare and concise way: “Now there is.”

“Okay, if you really want to help, go check the dried fish hanging on the deck, or go to the kitchen to tidy up the ingredients in storage to make space. In the future, we may have the opportunity to replenish the food on the Vanished,” Duncan sighed and said this to Alice, “Leave the artillery and ammunition alone below deck. They don’t have the same full intelligence as my first mate, and those dangerous things will only respond instinctively to external stimuli. In any case, I don’t want those cannonballs suddenly blowing up thinking they’re being attacked by mistake. If they do, I can only sweep you back together with the broom and dustpan.”

When Alice heard this, her neck promptly shrunk as she promised not to do it anymore before fleeing the room. This made Duncan chuckle a small laugh because things were getting more interesting. Instead of a dead and lifeless ship, he’s now got a doll to liven things up. A proper home per say.

“From the looks of it your mood is quite good, Captain.” The goat head spoke from the side again, “Ah, you have something in your hand... What is that? Is it the harvest of your spirit walk? Like that knife last time?”

Duncan glanced at the sun emblem he was holding and displayed it for the goat head to see. He had left the spirits in his room and was planning to study this item here.

“That’s normal. The heirs of the sun would not dare to make an appearance in the civilized world. Even if they disguised themselves as human beings, the hyenas of the Storm Church would pick up the stench of heresy from their shadows in no time. In the end, they’re all just heirs. As the residue of the ancient past, those heirs should behave and stay in the gutters of history. Alas, the sun heirs are the most troublesome bunch of all the types out there.”

For the first time ever, Duncan suddenly discovered it’s not so bad to have a nagging goat head statue around. Sure, the yapping could get annoying fast, but the occasional useful information was nothing to scoff at!

After some further roundabout “inquiry” of the goat head, Duncan quickly grasped onto many new information he didn’t get from the city-state of Pland.

There seems to be another type of creature in this world called “heirs”, and none are tolerated by civilization as a whole due to them being remnants of the ancient past.

Although the number of believers who worship the “real sun god” was huge, it sounds like most are just insignificant pawns brainwashed by their ignorance. Meanwhile, the real ruling class of this cult are in fact the so-called sun heirs. They are the masterminds of all those crimes, remotely controlling the act from some far-off place unknown to the world. The purpose? Collecting energy by making sacrifices.

Lastly, and most important for Duncan at this time: the goat head had complete contempt for those cultists and sun heirs masterminding everything from the shadows.

So what does this imply? Simple. The Vanished, or “the real Captain Duncan”, and these guys who called themselves “heirs” are not in the same camp... It should even be counted as hostile.

Going by all these points, Duncan was fairly sure his decision to tell the goat head his encounter with the sun cultists a smart move. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have found out all these things since Nina’s textbooks didn’t contain this knowledge.

Eventually, Duncan had left the captain’s room and started strolling around the deck in deep thought.

So these heirs are likely products dating back to the Age of Order if what the goat head said is true. The surface world has the sun heirs, and the deep sea has its own heirs as well....

Without realizing it, he had unconsciously walked up to the side of the ship where he’s confronted with the open blue sea.

The ocean.... Isn’t just filled with fishes?