Captain – Chapter 159 – Who Is Your Person

The young woman danced in the downpour, like a nimble nightingale.

She dodged and weaved through the pirates’ encirclement, using her silver-white curved blade as a brush and crimson blood as paint, creating a scroll both terrifyingly fierce and beautifully moving in the wind and rain.

Just three minutes—a mere three minutes.

More than twenty thugs had already fallen behind Roy, but this legendary pirate, apart from breathing a bit heavily and acquiring a few shallow blood marks on her body, seemed to have lost none of her explosive power and stamina. Each of her movements remained as unstoppable as a fierce tiger.

At this rate, in less than ten minutes, there would be no one left standing on the deck except that devil.

Facing such a ferocious offensive and feeling the coldness and excitement in those golden eyes, the pirates instinctively retreated, their eyes filled with fear and awe.

But soon, these men gritted their teeth and pressed forward with their curved blades.

When they stepped onto this deck, facing Roy with curved blades and firearms, there was no room for turning back, even for these vile and shameless pirates.

If they couldn’t kill this devil, forget about those beautiful visions—none of them would even see the sun after the storm.

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As powerful as Captain Roy was, she was still human. Even if each of them only opened a small cut on her body, there would eventually come a moment when all her blood would drain away.

With this thought, the thugs roared to bolster their courage, rushing toward the young woman like a series of iron walls, constantly shrinking her space for movement.

Under the hysterical fierce attacks of the pirates, Roy’s forward momentum was finally slowed.

Seeing this, Cassius smiled coldly. He pushed aside the pale-faced bosun and walked toward the youth who stood silently not far away.

Since earlier, Richi’s gaze had never left the young woman. But as she advanced, as the number of crew members lying on the ground—either wailing in agony or having ceased to breathe—increased, the cold light in his blood-colored pupils gradually faded, leaving only calmness and resignation.

He even released his tightly gripped sword hilt, as if no longer worried that she would come before him.

“She can’t hold out much longer.”

Hearing his First Mate’s mocking words, the youth still silently watched Roy without speaking.

“Although I don’t know what our dear captain experienced that turned her into a woman, I must say, compared to before, she has become much weaker.”

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Standing beside Richi, Cassius cast his gaze toward the increasingly chaotic battlefield, once again wearing that reserved smile: “I imagine she knows this herself, which is why she’s killing in the most energy-consuming way, attempting to destroy the crew’s morale. But how could she know that when we left that island, we had no way back.”

“If she doesn’t die, we must die, so no one will retreat, no one will surrender, and she…”

The First Mate slightly narrowed his eyes, looking at the young woman as if looking at a dead person: “Can only keep moving forward like a trapped beast, killing people endlessly, without any room to breathe, because once she stops, the spear of fate will pierce her to the cross.”

Looking up at the crow’s nest on the main mast, Cassius concluded: “Just as it is written in the holy book.”

“Cassius, I’ve told you, you still don’t understand her enough.”

Richi spoke, murmuring in that slightly hoarse voice: “Before everything is settled, no one can pass a death sentence on the Golden-Eyed Devil. In the past, she was surrounded by exactly two hundred Federation soldiers in Wistoga. At that time, you also thought she would certainly die, but what happened in the end?”

Stirred by some memories, the young man’s face darkened slightly. He retorted: “Things are different now, Captain. Back then, she was still our leader, the faith of everyone on the Mermaid, and you stood firmly by her side. Without that, how could she alone possibly…”

At this point, Cassius suddenly stopped speaking. He looked at the expressionless youth, his face growing increasingly grim: “Are you suggesting she’s not alone?”

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This former helmsman of the Mermaid, now the First Mate, was not slow-witted. Quite the contrary, he was frighteningly sharp.

In the past, because Roy didn’t value him, he never had space to demonstrate his abilities. Only when he stood behind Richi, becoming the Blood-Eyed Butcher’s most staunch supporter, was his talent for intrigue and scheming perfectly displayed.

The person who crafted this top-secret ambush to bury the devil, who utilized the concept of “a ship at sea is an island” to its fullest extent, was never Richi, but rather Cassius Peters.

“Just like before, to kill Roy, the problem was never about her, but about the people willing to support her.”

The youth turned his head slightly, watching Cassius whose eyes flickered as he thought rapidly: “Personal combat strength always has its limits, but the complexity of human hearts sometimes can unleash incomparable energy. As I’ve said, never underestimate her. If she dares to come alone, then she must have something to rely on.”

“But who could it be? Those sailors locked in the lower deck, that merchant vessel following the Mermaid, or… him?”

Cassius’s gaze once again turned toward the sharpshooter hidden in the shadows. A moment later, he withdrew his gaze, shaking his head slowly but firmly: “No, none of them are possible.”

“Those sailors’ weapons have all been confiscated, and thirty well-armed Fighting Squad members are guarding them. Even if they knew what was happening now, even if they wanted to turn their allegiance, they would be powerless.”

The First Mate spoke with a cold face and extremely rapid pace: “As for that strange merchant vessel, according to the lookout’s report, it would take at least another twenty minutes to catch up to us. By the time her people arrive, everything will be over. As for Victor…”

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Cassius smiled disdainfully: “I’ve already made arrangements. If he dares to point his gun at us, the other two snipers will eliminate his threat immediately. Unstable elements like him should have been cleared from the Mermaid’s roster long ago.”

“Therefore, I really cannot imagine who could change such a deadlock. What do you think, Captain?”

Everything was proceeding according to his plan, everything was within his grasp. Even the Blood-Eyed Butcher was merely his pawn in this game. Under these circumstances, the young man didn’t believe that devil still had any hope of turning the tables.

This was the result of the joint effort by the Mermaid’s former important figures. In Cassius’s view, Richi was right about one thing: human hearts possess enormous power.

Now that Golden-Eyed Roy was abandoned by all, with hearts scattered, she naturally could no longer pose a threat.

Hearing this, Richi fell silent again. He shifted his gaze to the endless sea, his slightly pale face showing no emotion.

Captain, where does your confidence come from? Or to put it another way, among us…

Who exactly is your person?