Captain – Chapter 396 – Better Not to Meet Than to Look Upon Each Other with Loathing

“You want to talk with me?”

Seemingly somewhat surprised, the devil’s eyebrows raised, murmuring as if to himself, then smiled again, extending his arms with slight exaggeration.

“Oh, of course, of course you can, my dear child. Whatever you want to discuss, however you want to discuss it, I’m more than willing to oblige.”

“However…”

After this word full of turning point implications, the devil’s voice suddenly disappeared, and the already quiet deck immediately fell into dead silence.

Only breathing sounds remained, the young woman’s lonely, somewhat rapid breathing.

Though it was only a moment, it felt long and unbearable, like being imprisoned on a lonely island, spending hundreds or thousands of years alone—the deepest despair.

Without footsteps or flowing wind, while Roy was in a daze, the devil, who had been more than ten meters away from her, was somehow already within reach.

Within touching distance.

“However, child, we distrust each other, use each other, even betray each other, and our feelings have faded. We no longer have a basis for negotiation.”

“And at this point, everything is coming to an end. I no longer need to rely on anyone. To put it bluntly, for me, you…”

“Are of no use anymore.”

Roy did not look at the man before her, only lowered her eyelids, looking at the deck as black as the night sky, listening to those cold words.

Yes, she was of no use anymore.

Although her previous choice, influenced by the devil’s inducement, had inadvertently served his grand plan, it was still, after all, an undeniable betrayal.

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If the devil had truly placed his hope in her, willing to open his heart to her and reveal the true secrets, he would probably have vanished into thin air by now.

Of course, now she knew he could never make such a tactical error.

But what difference did that make?

When any question intertwines with life and death, it becomes heavy and cruel. This is true for mortals, and even more so for a devil who has endured countless years of hardship, just one step away from the divine realm.

It was an unforgivable sin, yet also…

A forced sin.

Exploitation is exploitation, it is cold rationality, with no room for emotion.

“Since that’s the case, what is there left for us to discuss?”

The devil’s emotionless conclusion fell upon the young woman’s ears like a judgment.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if ten years ago, she had also been abandoned as a discarded pawn in the rain.

That rain wasn’t as heavy as tonight’s, and hadn’t been stagnated by great power, but it was equally cold and desperate—essentially no different.

But that man was far inferior to the devil; he only wanted to temper her with hardship, bind her with emotions, in order to manipulate her future.

While the person before her had schemed for hundreds and thousands of years, weaving countless people’s fates into a tapestry, forcefully holding her past and present in his hands.

Like a spider’s web, inescapable, unbreakable.

Not long ago, when she thrust the blade into Robert’s body with her own hands, watching that magnificent and grand building collapse, she thought everything was over, that her life would no longer be manipulated by others.

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But now it seemed such thoughts were somewhat laughable, pitiful.

Feeling that numbing coldness, Roy seemed to have come to terms with it, no longer recalling that darkness, the slight trembling of her body gradually ceasing.

There was no use thinking anymore; better to stake everything on one last struggle.

Even if she could predict the outcome, even if what stood before her was a sky of despair, if he wanted to take her life, then he should be prepared for mutual destruction, or even being torn in half.

Moreover, as the person before her had once said, she was a child close to divinity, his most perfect child, also containing great power within her.

If she could truly awaken, facing the unreal him, there might still be a chance.

A chance to survive.

Even a cornered rabbit will bite, let alone me, ancestor.

Thinking silently, the blood that had been frozen in the young woman flowed again. Although she could no longer feel the great power, her fighting spirit was rising.

Her dark golden eyes once again shone brightly, but this time, they no longer relied on the devil’s great power, but on the courage of a mortal.

Fearless courage.

But the anticipated battle did not occur.

Because just as Roy’s fighting spirit was gradually igniting, a warm hand caressed her head, gently rubbing it, as if petting a cat.

“I really wanted to say that, because only such heartlessness and coldness would befit the devil in people’s mouths, wouldn’t it?”

Along with that warmth came the devil’s flippant and playful words.

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As if having a bucket of cold water poured over her head, the fiery fighting spirit and courage in her heart were completely extinguished by these words, leaving only slight bewilderment.

“What… did you say?”

Looking up with slight confusion, staring at the mischievous smile on the devil’s face, after a moment of aimless emptiness, the captain asked hesitantly.

“I said, everything before was just a joke.”

After giving the young woman’s head two light pats, the man withdrew his hand, turned his back, walked a few steps forward, and then spoke quietly: “No matter what, you still carry my bloodline.”

“You are my child, connected by a thousand threads to me… and to my long-departed beloved, just momentarily harboring wrong thoughts.”

Are they really wrong thoughts?

Hearing this, Roy thought with a bitter smile, that’s an indelible hatred; I truly, truly wanted to send you to hell.

Seeming to know what the young woman was thinking, the man’s voice, after pausing for a while, sounded faintly again: “Alright, even if it was a wrong path, it wasn’t your choice, but one I sent you down with my own hands.”

“Just consider that I owe you, though that word doesn’t suit me well.”

That the devil, who had destroyed countless lives with his own hands, would feel remorse was an utterly absurd notion from any perspective.

Owing me…

Could it be that all that hatred was actually constructed by you, just to make me hate you, so I couldn’t make any other choice?

Attracted by this word “owe,” Roy frowned slightly, thinking, understanding something, but also overlooking something.

Something inconspicuous, yet immensely important, concerning life and death.

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After gaining some insight, the frown on the young woman’s face relaxed. She looked at the somewhat lonely figure several steps ahead, and after a moment of silence, tentatively asked, “Ancestor, what are we going to do now?”

Since you don’t want to take my life, surely you must have some demands of me?

This was the captain’s thought.

Although the devil had broken convention by showing sentiment and sparing her life, he would surely have some punishment, or place some constraints on her.

When a child makes a mistake, they must be punished.

“I won’t punish you.”

Unexpectedly for the young woman, the devil said these words quietly, but because he was facing away from her at this moment, his facial expressions were unclear.

“Child, some things cannot be disentangled or completely forgotten, just as no matter how much I apologize or make amends, your hatred will not fade.”

“And in such circumstances, I naturally cannot trust or love you again.”

“Since we look upon each other with loathing, it’s better not to meet again.”

The devil turned his face slightly, his slightly disheveled chestnut hair floating lightly without wind, as if in farewell, or perhaps in warning, he asked: “What do you think, child?”

I no longer love you, so I will not see you again.

And likewise, no matter how much you hate me, don’t think of coming to find me.

This was farewell.