Captain – Chapter 364 – Silly, I Am a Cat

“What’s wrong?”

Having figured out her situation, Roy came back to her senses to find Lucius with raised eyebrows, looking surprised. Thinking she had done something wrong or revealed her true identity, she asked with slight unease.

“Oh, nothing. I’m just a bit surprised.”

Lucius shook his head gently, smiling as he said: “You see, this fellow is usually quite haughty. Besides the captain, it doesn’t accept anyone’s goodwill. Forget being held—it won’t even let anyone touch it.”

As he spoke, though he found it absurd, the Bosun couldn’t help recalling the conversation between the two pirates earlier, feeling that this suddenly appeared young woman did indeed resemble the captain in many ways.

That face, those eye colors, and her composed demeanor when discovered—everything confirmed this point.

With this assumption, the young man naturally changed his tone, pretending to be casual as he asked: “By the way, I still don’t know your purpose here, Miss. You should know that the Satin generally…”

The Bosun didn’t finish, stopping at “generally” and instead smiling silently, his meaning all too clear.

The Satin was Captain Edward’s vessel, the faith of all pirates, not a ship just anyone could board.

In the past, if Lucius had suddenly encountered such an unfamiliar face, even if he didn’t immediately draw blood, he would have certainly called for someone to apprehend her and escort her to the dungeon for interrogation.

But the impact of Roy’s appearance was too great.

Even a young man with sufficient resistance to beauty had to admit that someone possessing such a face that could “command the world” could get by anywhere—there was absolutely no need to risk boarding a pirate ship.

So instinctively, he excluded her from the category of “dangerous persons,” believing that she had come aboard to resolve some unavoidable private matter with a lover, a relative…

Or perhaps the captain’s.

Could she really be the captain’s… illegitimate daughter?

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Once this thought occurred to Lucius, it stuck like toffee, impossible to shake off. The more he looked at the young woman, the more she resembled him, until he felt this must be the truth.

As for her introducing herself with the surname Anderson, that was obviously false, perhaps due to some difficulties.

So her real name should be Elizabeth Roy?

The Bosun’s thoughts raced, quickly reaching a general conclusion.

Although many details remained unclear, surprisingly, his final determination came remarkably close to the truth.

Lucius Leanne, truly worthy of being the Devil’s strategist.

“Meow.”

But it wasn’t Roy who responded to the young man, but a cold cat’s call.

The Tonkinese cat, which had been constantly nuzzling against Roy’s chest, heard the Bosun’s words that were restrained yet still carried an underlying threat. It turned its head slowly towards him and meowed coldly.

Though it was being held by the young woman, at a height lower than Lucius, its eyes were still full of superiority.

This was a warning, but also a kind of reminder.

Only then did Roy react, slightly lowering her eyelids and saying in a somewhat subdued tone: “May I… just walk around freely for a while?”

Even though she had basically confirmed that he was waiting at the end, she still wasn’t prepared.

The young woman had too many unanswered questions.

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She didn’t know what kind of situation she was in, nor what sort of existence this ship and the people on it represented.

Most importantly, she couldn’t be certain of her ancestor’s state.

Was the ancestor she would eventually meet merely an illusion, a projection used for communication, or the Devil himself who had truly descended here through some means?

If it was the former, or if the one who descended didn’t possess magical power, then this meeting would merely be a negotiation, a battle of wits.

But if he truly came bearing boundless might, then going to meet him would simply be walking into a trap. No, if it was truly him, then regardless of whether she met him or not, she had already lost.

Because she had already boarded the ship, fallen into… his palm.

These were all unknowns, and unknowns often bring fear.

Roy would not fear, only felt somewhat powerless and cold. The resolve she had established and the choices she had made seemed meaningless before this unprecedentedly powerful ancestor.

Perhaps because of this, she unconsciously held the cat in her arms tighter.

“Meow.”

Feeling the young woman’s force, the Tonkinese cat guessed her mood and called out to the young man again, quite impatiently.

“No problem, Miss. Feel free to look around. If you need anything, just let it lead you to find me, anytime.”

Seeing the Tonkinese cat’s attitude, Lucius knew he had guessed correctly. Without revealing anything, he stepped aside, made a welcoming gesture, and smiled as he spoke, though his form of address had changed.

“Thank you.”

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Roy didn’t notice the honorific, sincerely nodding in gratitude before continuing forward with the cat in her arms.

With the matter resolved, the Tonkinese cat once again buried its head in the young woman’s embrace, gently nuzzling the soft spot and occasionally emitting satisfied purrs.

“If you want me to keep holding you, behave yourself.”

As they walked, Roy suddenly said softly, and the Tonkinese cat in her arms seemed to understand, its body stiffening slightly before becoming soft again, though its previously restless little head and paws had stopped moving.

It really understands language.

Roy wasn’t surprised by this.

Earlier, due to the sudden change of circumstances, her mood was somewhat chaotic, so she had overlooked an extremely crucial issue. Only now, with her emotions settled, did she become aware.

That was, regardless of whether it was Lucius or the surrounding pirates coming and going, they were all speaking modern Auran, not ancient Auran.

It’s worth noting that they were all people from hundreds of years ago.

This wasn’t difficult to explain. As she had guessed earlier, this should be an illusion—the Devil using his great power to trace back time, presenting a scene from a certain day hundreds of years ago.

So, the people and the cat were not only fake, but also quite possibly… manifestations of the Devil’s will.

Just like those fish guiding the Death Silence.

Then could the one in her arms be…

“Ancestor?”

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“Meow?”

“Stop pretending, it’s you, right?”

“Meow?”

The Tonkinese cat raised its head slightly, looking at her as if she were an idiot.

“But if it’s not you, then how can you understand Auran, understand what I’m saying? Ancestor, is there any need to continue pretending at this point?”

Roy felt somewhat embarrassed but maintained her composure as she spoke.

“Meow.”

This time the Tonkinese cat’s call didn’t inflect, but became a statement, as if confirming that she was indeed an idiot.

Did I guess wrong?

The young woman’s face grew slightly hot, wondering if this cat, like the raven, could truly understand what she said, and that people using Auran was just her ancestor providing convenience for her?

“Fine… fine, even if I guessed wrong, don’t look at me with those eyes. I really don’t know what you all are.”

Roy felt quite dejected, making a feeble defense for herself.

The cat in her arms buried its head again, giving a muffled meow.

As if saying, silly, I am a cat.