Captain – Chapter 333 – The Invisible Specks of Light

“He’s completely useless when it’s his turn to help.”

Roy seemed long accustomed to the scholar’s useless trait of being unable to be summoned, fetched, or made to do anything, and complained expressionlessly.

She knew in her heart that if he could truly extinguish this fire, he would have come.

After all, he was now a member of the ship, and the only one who couldn’t get off. If this ghostly fire truly burned to the top of the mast, the rest of them could still jump into the sea and survive a while longer, but he would have nowhere to escape.

If he didn’t come, it meant he truly couldn’t extinguish it. Perhaps he even feared the fire might “smell” the curse on him and devour him directly.

It seemed they were in real trouble this time.

With this thought, Roy silently cursed the pirate on the Death Silence again, thinking that having such a ghost ship and a bunch of water ghosts was already unfair enough, and now there was also a pirate of unknown origin with formidable skills. How could they possibly fight against that?

From the moment she looked back at the Death Silence from the bridge, she had begun guessing the identity of the pirate aboard. Along the way, countless faces, both familiar and strange, had flashed through her mind, until finally she had narrowed it down to a range.

That range contained only a handful of people.

It wasn’t that Roy was arrogant, but if one didn’t count those historical figures who should have turned to dust long ago, she herself was the youngest and most remarkable existence among all pirates in the world today, a true legend who would be recorded in history and shine eternally.

Those who could match her were naturally similar figures.

The Great Captain, the other five legends besides herself, and those countable great pirates who could approach legendary status.

In total, they absolutely wouldn’t exceed twelve people.

After eliminating impossible candidates, those remaining could be counted on one’s fingers and wouldn’t confuse her judgment.

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The Great Captain was so lazy that he couldn’t even be bothered to get up from his recliner, let alone personally come to this barren place to hunt her down. First eliminated.

Among the five legends, the little bastard had already closed his eyes. Enzo was that damn… well, her father’s fervent follower, ultimately part of the devil’s faction, so there was no reason he would side with Lady Annisdora.

Thinking of this, Roy frowned slightly and mentally adjusted her term for that dead man, after all, he had left for her sake, so she should be a bit more respectful toward him.

Of course, that punch when they met again would still be inevitable.

Of the remaining three legends, that Rose certainly wouldn’t be interested in this matter. That Shadow only knew how to stay by the Great Captain’s side, looking after him like a butler. That Deep Sea did have ambition, but after being suppressed by Enzo for so many years, his spirit was probably broken.

And how was that old fellow anything like her?

Roy secretly disparaged, devaluing that sea under the Night Curtain of the Western Seas to nothing, finally kicking him off the list of suspects.

As for those approaching legendary status, there were even fewer than the legends themselves. After all, the sea was a world of survival of the fittest. No matter how mixed and numerous the middle and lower levels were, the number at the very top was always streamlined, with the capable occupying positions, new waves pushing out the old…

Well, in fact, it was because of the struggle for power and profit.

The sea seemed vast, the Southern Islands appeared expansive, but in the eyes of those standing at the peak, it was never big enough. If you occupied a piece of land, naturally someone else had to leave. If they weren’t willing to go, then the only option was to fight.

It was a simple principle.

Just like the Mermaid and the Constantine, though it was called an old grudge, the real conflict centered on interests and territory—the control of Yadris.

Because of this, the number of great pirates was always limited.

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Roy could even directly list all their names.

Red Beard, Black Emperor, Snow Lion, One-eyed Captain, Iron Hook Captain… just these sorts of characters. Among them, the old were old, the dead were dead, the bastards were bastards, and those who disliked her still disliked her, but none of them seemed like the person on the Death Silence.

At this point, Roy suddenly realized that for the first time, she couldn’t figure something out clearly, couldn’t even make a rough judgment.

That pirate was like a shadow, lingering behind the Mermaid, mysterious and strange, cold and powerful, leaving her completely bewildered.

Well, when it’s time to face each other, they will.

Roy shook her head, suppressing her somewhat chaotic thoughts, bent down to draw the dagger from her boot, and after standing up, took a step forward under her first mate’s puzzled gaze.

“Captain, what are you…”

“Don’t worry.”

Roy interrupted Caine’s question, waving her hand, casually explaining: “I’m trying something, to see if I can extinguish this fire.”

Having said that, the girl used the dagger to cut her palm, following the method that had lit that deep blue sea at the lighthouse, and let a drop of crimson blood fall onto the ghostly fire.

My blood is the true devil’s blood, the fire it ignites is stronger and more intense. Since water, sand, and fire-retardant cloth can’t extinguish you, perhaps this devil’s fire can burn you out?

It must be said that the girl’s idea of “using fire to fight fire” seemed ridiculous, but in the current bizarre situation, it had a certain logic.

In worldly rumors, there were stories of intense fire consuming ghostly flames.

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And Roy had calculated it well: if the fire ignited by her blood could truly burn out that eerie ghostly fire, the water and sand below, as well as that helplessly drifting fire-retardant cloth, would serve their purpose in preventing it from setting the hold ablaze.

The idea was beautiful, even having something of a legend versus legend quality, but reality was always cold and cruel.

The scene Roy expected—golden flames devouring ghostly fire—did not occur. Even that drop of blood seemed to have lost its divine effectiveness, showing no sign of igniting. It simply passed straight through the ghostly fire, falling into the pooled water and disappearing.

The captain’s expression was grim.

Caine still didn’t understand what the girl was doing. Seeing her freeze in place after dropping the blood, he hurriedly went to pull her back, not forgetting to bandage the small wound with gauze handed over by a crew member.

No crew member would carry gauze on them; even sailors on merchant ships or soldiers on warships wouldn’t, let alone pirates.

Unless he was the ship’s doctor.

Glancing at Anderson who had appeared unexpectedly in the hold, Roy raised an eyebrow and asked: “What are you doing here?”

The ship’s doctor responded in a matter-of-fact tone: “Coming to see this unquenchable fire.”

This young master, who didn’t need to worry about food, clothing, or shelter—who could even be said to have grown up bathing in a sea of gold coins—had joined the pirate ship to experience life and had great interest in the novel, or rather bizarre, things the Mermaid had encountered, wanting to witness them firsthand.

Now that he had such an opportunity, he naturally didn’t want to miss it.

Roy understood this point and didn’t pay him any more attention, only warning him not to get too close. If he got contaminated by that fire, she would have to throw him overboard.

“Don’t you think you’re all being too nervous? I see that although the fire has a strange color, isn’t it quite easy to extinguish?” the ship’s doctor said dismissively, looking as if he was confident about extinguishing the fire.

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Hearing this, Roy and Caine looked at each other, both somewhat puzzled.

“Then why don’t you go…”

The girl’s face was still difficult to maintain due to her earlier “failure,” and hearing Anderson’s tone, her expression grew even worse. She was about to ridicule him, telling him to try it himself.

But before she could finish, the crew member who hadn’t brought the scholar but only delivered his message suddenly widened his eyes, his mouth opening so wide it could fit an apple, as if he had seen something incredible.

Meeting the captain’s inquiring gaze, he raised his trembling hand, pointing at those ghostly fires that couldn’t be extinguished by any means, even stammering a bit.

“It’s… it’s going out, Captain, the ghostly fire is being… being extinguished by the seawater!”

Are you joking?

Roy’s “cold” face was filled with disbelief as she slowly looked in the direction the crew member was pointing.

The next moment, her gaze focused slightly, also revealing intense surprise.

Those spectral, ghastly green fires had indeed weakened considerably due to the seawater surging in from the breach, with those near the end already extinguished.

But no one, not even Roy, could see the extremely minute, scattered specks of faint blue light hidden in that surge of seawater.

Just like those in the lighthouse.