Captain – Chapter 382 – The Flawless Image

The icy sea was quiet, though the winds and waves continued.

Although the firelight in the storm and the cannon fire on the sea’s surface had dissipated, the waves still violently beat against the ship’s hull, causing the Mermaid to rock severely.

“Thud.”

With a muffled landing sound and the excited cheers of pirates, Roy released the young dragon, landing steadily on the deck.

“Cat! Cat!”

Seeing the captain’s return, the raven eagerly flew closer.

But before it could return to its usual position—atop the young dragon’s head—it discovered another visitor and natural enemy, immediately crying out in alarm.

“Meow.”

The Siamese cat, which had been pretending to sleep with closed eyes, irritably opened its eyes when provoked by Alfie and called out to it.

As if saying, come down, I don’t eat birds.

Whether understanding its call or because the profound coldness in its blue eyes hadn’t completely faded, the raven truly fell silent and landed beside it.

The cheers gradually subsided.

Although this cat that could make Alfie obediently silent was eye-catching, people’s gazes still converged on Roy.

Their faces were filled with tension and anxiety, longing and hope.

Although they had successfully repelled the ghost ship with firepower earlier, the Mermaid’s ammunition was nearly exhausted, with no chance for a next time.

So, whether the young woman’s journey was successful or not would basically determine the fate of the Mermaid and everyone aboard.

So… had the captain succeeded?

This question filled the hearts of all crew members.

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“Got it.”

Therefore, when Roy raised her hand to show them that antique-looking wooden box and spoke those words, all the crew members were enlightened.

The enlightenment brought silence, followed by another eruption of emotion.

The deck was like a boiling sea.

Amidst the ocean of enthusiasm, the captain tilted her head back slightly, looking toward the helm.

At this time, her First Mate was at the helm, while the Siren, with hands clasped and eyes gently closed, prayed silently beside him.

Blue light points surrounded the sea creature, spiraling upward, dancing gently, like countless dreamy rain butterflies.

That was the divine offspring power inherited by the Siren race.

Seeing this, Roy couldn’t help but recall her conversation with her ancestor, the devil’s blood flowing through her body, and…

That momentary feeling of transcendence.

It seemed not all deities were as heartless as the Devil, willing to use their descendants as pawns for their own desires.

Or perhaps… only you are like this.

Just as the young woman’s thoughts were flying, Caine had already handed over the responsibility of steering to Alexis and quickly walked down the spiral staircase, coming before her.

“Are you alright?”

Looking her up and down and finding no signs of battle, the First Mate’s expression softened slightly, but he still asked softly.

“Not only am I fine, but everything went smoothly.”

Gathering her thoughts, Roy shook her head and smiled, then asked: “Where is Commander Isaac? Where is he now?”

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Because crew members were crowded around, she couldn’t find him immediately.

Logically, he should have been the first to come and greet her, because whether she obtained the magical box or not was too important to him.

Even more important than the world.

Now, not seeing him, Roy was somewhat surprised.

“Since you left, the commander has been standing at the bow, not moving a step.”

With Caine’s eye gesture, the crew members in the direction of the bow opened a path, revealing that figure standing at the bow.

Under the dark sky, amid the noisy wind and rain, that white robe was particularly bright, fluttering like a battle flag, yet with a sense of being beyond the mortal world.

But what Roy saw was different.

She seemed to return to the Satin, seeing that young, gentle First Mate, seeing the tension and worry in his eyes.

Therefore, that figure that appeared particularly solitary and transcendent in others’ eyes, in her eyes, was shrouded in an indescribable melancholy.

You still… haven’t been able to decide?

But that’s right, as you said, some questions have no answers, one can only listen to the voice in the heart.

Then, this time, what will your flash of thought be?

Thinking silently, Roy turned to look at the Bosun and commanded in a deep voice: “Ben, except for necessary personnel, have everyone else return to the cabin.”

Those gathered closest were all core figures of the Mermaid. Upon hearing this, they couldn’t help but show bewilderment.

But no one questioned it.

After a brief silence, Ben, Harriet, Lance, and others all demonstrated strong execution ability, quickly leading the people away.

Before long, the deck returned to calm.

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Except for a few helmsmen and sailors raising and lowering sails and anchors, only Roy, Caine, and the still-praying sea creature remained.

Even the raven and the young dragon had retreated to the high yardarm, curiously and nervously watching below.

This time, the Siamese cat didn’t follow them.

It stood on the side railing, like an acrobat walking on a wire, but showing no danger, completely stable.

It held its head high, its posture elegant and noble. Though not as high, when looking at the person at the bow, it had quite an air of looking down from above.

Like a witness.

“You stay here.”

Hearing the young woman’s instruction, watching her walk toward that snow-like figure, Caine hesitated for a moment but didn’t step forward.

Compared to Ben and the others, he understood more clearly why Roy had sent the crew back to the cabin.

It wasn’t for secrecy, to conceal the mysterious and terrifying truth of thousands of years, but to protect them.

What followed was the key to the game between deity and devil. At this point, mortal power had no further use.

What would determine everything was only the thoughts of those at the center of the storm, and the deity and devil’s final killing move.

No one knew what earth-shattering means Captain Edward had prepared for this grand finale.

Nor could anyone know whether Lady Annisdora, who had been at a disadvantage for hundreds of years, would turn the tables at the end.

Everything was unknown.

And the unknown is most frightening. The end of the storm could be sunshine after rain, or an endless vortex.

The crew had left the deck, thus leaving the center of the storm, but… who knew if that would be of any use?

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It was just a comfort.

Caine’s decision to stay wasn’t due to some heroic ideology, nor the so-called notion of living and dying together, never separating—pirates don’t care for such things.

It was because of the wooden carving in his bosom.

Reaching into his breast, taking out the wooden carving, Caine stared at that beautiful, pure, and flawless goddess statue, momentarily stunned.

Then… came a strong sense of unease.

He hadn’t had this wooden carving for long, but he remembered clearly that it was originally made of wood with a metallic luster!

But now, it was brilliantly white like jade.

As if having shed all adornments.

As if a divine miracle.

The First Mate was about to speak up in warning, but the next moment he suddenly realized that everything related to him was gradually slowing down.

So slow that he couldn’t blink, couldn’t speak, couldn’t even think.

He could do nothing anymore.

Because the deity was watching him.

As if sensing something, Isaac, who had been standing at the bow gazing absent-mindedly at the boundless sea, finally turned around.

He glanced at the First Mate who was staring blankly at the wooden carving, glanced at the proud Siamese cat standing on the ship’s railing, and finally looked at the young woman.

With a gentle smile spreading across his face, Isaac’s voice gradually became deep and hoarse, as if returning to the young man on the Satin.

“Welcome back, child.”