Captain – Chapter 344 – Intuition

The curtains on both sides of the Captain’s quarters hung down, creating a dim atmosphere.

The raven was hidden in the darkness, only its vague outline visible. The young dragon, with its lighter coloration, couldn’t be seen clearly either, only its half-closed purple eyes emitting a faint glow.

The only relatively bright area was the unobstructed porthole.

The young woman sat beside the porthole.

Her temple rested against the window, her hands hanging loosely at her sides. She wasn’t hugging her knees, so she didn’t appear particularly vulnerable, just somewhat melancholy.

This was the scene Caine saw when he entered the room.

Whether it was the little ones tired from playing or the Captain exhausted from fighting, negotiating, and making choices, they all had a wilted, “comfort me” appearance.

That was all pretense, of course.

“Close the door! Close the door!”

What fell from the sky was no longer warm rain, so once the door opened, what rushed in was truly the far northern cold wind. Caine paused momentarily at the sight before him, and the raven, most sensitive to cold, couldn’t stand it and started calling out, no longer pretending to sleep.

Even the young dragon complained with a low growl.

“What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come in.”

Roy continued to gaze out the window, but her slightly clenched fingers revealed her distress.

After the lighthouse beam appeared and the warm rain disappeared, the temperature had begun to drop rapidly, but due to running, fighting, and emotional turmoil, she hadn’t felt excessively cold.

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Now, after staying in the warm room for a while, the situation was naturally different.

Seeing that the room had erupted into a commotion just from his opening the door briefly, Caine shook his head with a wry smile and quickly closed the wooden door, while inwardly breathing a sigh of relief.

Since leaving Isaac’s room, he had noticed something off about the Captain’s mood.

But now it seemed that since she still cared enough to urge him in, rather than remaining completely silent or deliberately putting on an indifferent appearance, the problem probably wasn’t too serious.

For Roy, the more calm she appeared about something, to the point of making solemn vows, the more problematic it usually was. He had been “deceived” this way many times in the past.

Coming to the bedside, the First Mate, under the young dragon’s displeased gaze, moved aside its tail that stretched across the bed edge all the way to the floor like a city wall, and then sat down and began to undress.

“What are you thinking about?”

The young man’s calm voice rose amid the sound of rustling clothes.

“What else could I be thinking about? Just wondering where we go from here.”

With a quiet sigh, Roy followed Caine’s conversational lead and said pensively: “I finally understand now. These old fellows are all calculating, each more shrewd than the last, with minds deeper than the sea itself. They can’t even speak without hiding some meaning.”

“It’s bad enough that this chess game is full of foreshadowing and hidden pieces, but what’s with everyone constantly shifting their positions?”

“This one manipulates you, then that one tries to persuade you, bringing up bloodlines and feelings, talking about advantages and righteousness, and even a deity whose intentions are unfathomable, who may just be treating this whole affair as a game. They’ve all made my head spin.”

After saying this long string of words in one breath, the young woman, as if in a fit of pique, snorted slightly and couldn’t help adding two more words.

“So annoying.”

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Listening to the Captain’s complaints, Caine couldn’t help but smile. After arranging his clothes, he climbed onto the bed and sat down beside the young woman, facing the same direction she was, looking toward that whirlpool that seemed to devour everything like an abyss.

“If it’s annoying, then don’t think about it for now. Didn’t Admiral Isaac say there’s still time?”

“You believe his nonsense? This kind of problem can’t be thought about for too long.”

Roy pursed her lips and said with a cold smile: “Despite how sincere he sounded, wasn’t he still using worldly affairs to pressure me? The Great Captain, those descendants of the legendary figures, plus Auran and the Federation… might as well say the entire world.”

“And what about all those past events, Edward’s crimes, and his own righteous choice? What was that for? Just to tie me to his ship.”

“I really can’t figure it out. Not only does he not stand by his lover’s side, but he dares to scheme against both her and the devil. He must be tired of living.”

The Captain ground her teeth resentfully, her words full of coldness.

She made the “Old Pirate’s” choice sound unreasonable and utterly absurd, as if she hadn’t considered this option at all.

Hearing that she was just venting, Caine couldn’t help but sigh softly: “I actually think Admiral Isaac’s actions were truly for the greater good.”

Abandoning love, betraying a benefactor—these were undoubtedly actions of disloyalty and heartlessness.

But on the other hand, Isaac was willing to bear eternal infamy, to be abandoned by everyone, and to end up in a neither-human-nor-ghost state, all to send away terrifying powers that didn’t belong to the human world and to prevent scenes of desolation spanning hundreds of miles. This was undeniably righteous.

A weighty, profound righteousness that deserved to be honored as great.

“I see you’re like that priest, completely fooled by that old man.”

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Roy sneered at the so-called righteousness and found the actions of Isaac and those great figures uninteresting, her tone not particularly pleasant.

Ultimately, it was a difference in ideologies.

Roy was the most typical of pirates, valuing freedom extremely highly, naturally avoiding things like righteousness and responsibility that felt like chains.

Caine was different.

Although he had accepted and adapted to the pirate lifestyle and ways, the education he had received since childhood could not be erased. Therefore, those stories of disasters, sacrifices, and perseverance that the young woman treated as bargaining chips or even jokes resonated deeply with him.

Moreover, Admiral Isaac was already a great and tragic hero in Auran history, so it was natural for him to speak on his behalf.

Not arguing with the Captain, Caine gazed at her face, partially covered by her hair and not hiding her weariness. Feeling a slight tenderness in his heart, he asked gently: “Then whose side would you prefer to stand on?”

He knew that although he was one of the young woman’s most trusted people and knew more about these secrets and past events, fundamentally, he wasn’t much different from those crew members who didn’t know the inside story—they all lacked a real feeling for it.

He was not cursed or chosen, so he couldn’t truly feel those ethereal stories and existences, couldn’t directly face the shadows of deity and devil, let alone experience the mountain-like pressure of being in the chess game and having to make choices.

In this matter, his strategies and abilities couldn’t help at all. He couldn’t even provide suggestions or in-depth analysis.

So this question wasn’t like Isaac’s, testing or guiding the young woman’s decision, but the purest form of inquiry.

No matter whose side you stand on, I will of course stand behind you.

The same goes for the Mermaid.

“I don’t know…”

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Her eyes wavered slightly, and Roy’s face finally showed a smile again, passing like a spring breeze, melting even the ice-like coldness.

She shifted her gaze, landing on the young man’s sea-blue, warm and iceless eyes, and said softly: “I’m a pirate, not anyone’s follower. I don’t care about bloodlines or righteousness, nor do I care about those people’s love, hatred, grudges, old affairs, or new situations.”

“I only care about benefits and safety.”

“In the past, I never missed because I relied on deductions and analysis, and also because the power I held was strong enough. Even if there were some changes or setbacks along the way, I would still win in the end.”

At this point, the Captain slightly furrowed her brow, showing some worry: “But now it’s different. The path ahead is shrouded in fog. I can’t calculate anything clearly. As for power… even I feel quite powerless in this transcendent chess game.”

“Therefore, whether it’s the final choice or each step ahead, I can only rely on intuition, making decisions as situations arise.”

“But that’s precisely the problem.”

Roy scratched her soft hair, making her pale golden, slightly curly long hair messy, her tone quite troubled: “My intuition isn’t reliable at all, far worse than… well, you little troublemaker, it’s probably the same for you. Most of the time you act after careful planning and don’t need to use this thing.”

Caine didn’t deny this point.

In the past, he had been the center of an entire fleet, facing opponents at the national level. Before taking action, he had to calculate everything as much as possible, without the slightest error. He naturally couldn’t use non-logical intuition to make judgments.

“Then what should we do?”

Seeing that the First Mate was instead asking her, Roy couldn’t help but give him a look, sighing as she said: “What else can we do? We can only take one step at a time, and then…”

“Pray that a blind cat might stumble upon a dead rat.”