Departing Harbor

Goat Head was panicking now—really panicking. Although the captain had told it not to panic, the moment it heard the news, its head had nearly switched into vibration mode.

Even Alice, who had been listening nearby when she heard the news the captain brought back, had been so startled that her head fell off—for real. She still had not put it back on.

"You mean... every individual in the Ancient Kingdom of Crete, from top to bottom, was copied from a portion of my remains?" Goat Head stared wide-eyed. "And the Abyssal Lord was the one who copied them?"

"Yes," Duncan nodded. "That also explained many historical mysteries surrounding the Ancient Kingdom of Crete that had long baffled scholars. For instance, why this ancient kingdom had left behind almost no systematic cultural records—because they were a short-lived race 'manufactured' for Genesis, and had never possessed their own cultural system to begin with. Or why Cretan 'ruins' were scattered across islands completely unfit for habitation, even islands shrouded in phenomena, because all the ancient Cretan cities had been built as infrastructure for Genesis. They had never been intended as settlements..."

Goat Head's tone grew increasingly complicated. "You know that's not what I'm focused on..."

"...Learning out of nowhere that an ancient race was actually your 'descendants' is indeed rather shocking," Duncan said after a moment of silence, doing his best to keep a straight face. "Honestly, I was pretty surprised when I first learned the news too..."

At that moment, Alice, who had hardly spoken until then, suddenly opened her mouth as well. "B-but... but... Goat..."

"Put your head back on before you talk," Duncan said helplessly, shooting the doll a look. "Sitting there holding your own head is pretty creepy."

After her head had fallen off from fright, Alice had