Captain – Chapter 354 – I Already Have a Fiancée

The brilliant chain of light gradually dimmed, and the agile whales and porpoises dispersed. This grand performance ended as the Siren boarded the wooden boat.

The young woman, like a figure from a painting, leaped lightly, raising several handfuls of water that reflected seven-colored light, then descended as ethereally as a cloud.

When the crew members could clearly see the scene on the boat, they were astonished to discover… the mermaid had disappeared.

Standing in that nearby small boat was a young woman with jade-white skin and flowing gauze dress, with a pair of slender legs faintly visible beneath her skirt hem. Where was the beautiful and mysterious fish tail?

With amazed exclamations and nervous breaths, the small boat was pulled up.

Now the crew could see clearly that the young woman crossed the railing using legs, and was indeed standing barefoot on the deck.

Such a magical sight left everyone momentarily stunned.

A mermaid coming ashore, transforming her tail into feet—though such records and descriptions existed in the Little Mermaid fairy tale and those terrifying, bizarre legends, when the scene truly unfolded before them, it was still incredibly astonishing.

Roy quietly looked at the Siren, and the Siren silently observed her.

Whether due to excessive surprise or knowing that speaking would be futile, the two “people” stared at each other in silence, with no sound for a long time.

Only when the other slightly furrowed her brow and looked around at the crowded surroundings did the Captain finally come to her senses. With a wave of her hand, she said casually: “Everyone, disperse.”

Without looking back, she knew what those fellows’ gazes were like.

The lustful ones’ eyes would be burning, the fearful ones filled with hostility, and at the very least, ordinary crew members would be curious.

Though she didn’t know if the Siren liked peace and quiet, surely being stared at by such a large group of wolf-like pirates wouldn’t be comfortable.

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Hearing the order, the crew members looked at each other. Though their emotions varied, they all saw the reluctance in each other’s eyes.

After all, this was the legendary mermaid—beautiful and charming, mysterious and terrifying. Being able to see one was already fortunate. Who knew at what moment she might leave, either dissolving into foam and disappearing among the starlight, or suddenly rising up to attack?

They naturally wanted to look a bit longer, or rather, to monitor more closely.

“Don’t overthink things. Mermaids aren’t monsters. When there’s time, I’ll have Caine educate you all about them.”

Guessing the pirates’ thoughts, Roy added calmly: “Also, she is my… acquaintance and will stay on the Mermaid for some time. Treat her as a guest, but don’t let me catch anyone thoughtless enough to bother her, otherwise…”

She paused without finishing the severe consequences, leaving it open. How to punish would naturally depend on her mood.

After explaining, the Captain immediately asked: “Does everyone understand?”

“Yes, Captain!”

“Disperse.”

This time, the crew members obediently scattered, either returning to their cabins to rest and catch up on sleep, or continuing to patrol and be on duty on the deck. The thoughts in their hearts had subsided considerably.

Since she was the Captain’s acquaintance, there would naturally be no threat. As for lusting after her beauty… presumably no one would want a punch to the nose.

The deck quickly returned to tranquility, with only the raindrops continuing to fall.

Under the watchful eyes of the Siren and the First Mate, Roy pinched her chin and paced back and forth between them, her brow slightly furrowed, looking quite troubled.

The Siren still did not speak.

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Her eyes reflected a ghostly light, occasionally adding some warm light spilled from the lanterns carried by patrolling sailors. She stood there quietly, her gaze following the Captain back and forth, showing considerable patience, with a hint of curiosity visible in the depths of her eyes.

Caine was completely confused.

His eyebrows raised with the Captain’s footsteps, thinking: Didn’t you say she was an acquaintance? Not greeting or making arrangements was one thing, but pacing in this cold rain—what does that mean? Could it be… they weren’t actually very familiar?

After an unknown period, Roy stopped pacing and sighed deeply, looking aggrieved.

She looked at the Siren and pointed to her own throat, as if playing a guessing game.

Seeing this, the Siren shook her head, her expression slightly darkening.

What does this mean?

Watching the two young women’s silent yet curious exchange, the First Mate became even more confused. Fortunately, the raven, which had been slacking off all along, provided an explanation.

“Can’t speak, can’t speak.”

“It’s not that she can’t, but that she’s under the devil’s curse and can’t speak.”

Glancing at the raven that was shrinking its body and pretending to shiver, the Captain corrected, then added with a bitter face: “That’s not even the most troublesome part. The most troublesome is that she doesn’t understand modern languages, whether Auran, Federation, or any dialect.”

“Bird language, bird language.”

Alfie proudly interjected.

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“Bird language my foot! You only know how to make a few calls. What tricks can you do with that?”

Roy said irritably. Not satisfied with just words, she couldn’t help but gently tap its little head, feeling it was truly incompetent.

The raven let out a pitiful low cry, feeling that when communicating with its kind, it didn’t need to use very complex meanings, so how could it be blamed?

“If she doesn’t understand modern languages, what about ancient ones?”

Caine finally understood the problem and asked after some thought.

“Ancient Auran might work, but the problem is, on this vast sea, where can we find a translator who knows the ancient language?”

Roy was quite dejected: “On this whole ship of pirates, forget ancient languages—I’d be surprised if we could find more than a few who can read or write their own names.”

After worrying for a long time, the Captain finally turned her hopeful gaze to the First Mate, begging this high-achieving graduate of the military academy to have read a few ancient Auran language textbooks.

Even if he only knew a few syllables, that would be good.

“The military academy doesn’t teach that.”

Caine bluntly shattered her fantasy and further discouraged her: “And it’s not just the military academy. Even those art and history academies wouldn’t bother teaching ancient Auran, since it’s now considered… from another dynasty.”

Ancient Auran was promoted by the Stephen family.

Modern Auran, on the other hand, was the sword used by the Alexander family to erase the traces of the old royal family. It took several generations of emperors over a hundred years to finally achieve this goal, so they would not allow the previous generation’s ideological embers to be rekindled.

So Caine’s description was actually understated.

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In fact, not only these educational institutions, but even great scholars researching imperial history or great artists devoted to ancient art might not understand ancient Auran.

So they were at an impasse again.

The two people and one bird conferred and decided to first bring the Siren back to the Captain’s quarters to avoid the rain, then see if they could find an effective way to communicate.

But before they could cross the deck, a dull thud came from ahead.

The wooden door leading to the cabin was flung open, and the ship’s doctor climbed out, panting. Looking around while wiping the sweat from his forehead, he muttered: “Have those fellows gone mad? Where’s the mermaid?”

He indeed had not seen the mermaid.

The ship’s doctor only saw three figures approaching and Roy’s enthusiastic gaze, as if looking at the lover of her dreams.

“I think given his status, family background, and… idle mind, it’s quite possible.”

Already somewhat unnerved by the Captain’s stare, and then hearing this bizarre remark from Caine, the ship’s doctor couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his eye. Then he saw the young woman following behind them, incomparably beautiful and looking particularly delicate.

He thought he understood something.

Clearing his throat, Anderson nodded politely to the Siren, then stepped back and made a righteous speech to the obviously abnormal Captain and First Mate before him.

“I know what you two are thinking. This young lady is indeed very beautiful and quite matches my criteria for a spouse, but I must say…”

“I’m sorry, I already have a fiancée.”