Captain – Chapter 403 – I Want to Meet the Lady

The wind and rain had stopped, and the waves were gradually calming.

For the negotiations, both warships lowered their black or white sails and connected with rope hooks to ensure they wouldn’t drift too far apart.

The night was deep, and except for essential personnel, the pirates who had been ordered to disperse by Roy and Caine had returned to their cabins to rest.

Thus, the Mermaid’s deck was quiet.

Disliking the cold, the raven and young dragon had slipped back to the captain’s cabin early, while Roy and her deputy still stood at the door, whispering something.

Richi leaned against the railing not far away, seemingly lost in thought, gazing at that ancient warship ahead which had shed its deathly appearance.

That was the current Death Silence, or perhaps it should be called the Taranhof.

Right now, Vivian was on the Taranhof, either soothing the Water Ghosts’ emotions or arranging matters, still needing some time.

Everything had calmed down.

A very light footstep sounded, interrupting the captain’s whispers. They looked up to see the Siren walking down the spiral staircase.

This visitor from the sea always walked barefoot, making her footsteps naturally light.

Earlier, the sea creature had been on the helm, either praying or singing, playing a crucial role in the great event.

But as it appeared now, that was still the devil’s scheme.

She too was a pitiful pawn whose fate had been controlled in the thousand-year game.

Whether due to shared suffering or her sincere help, Roy should have had a good conversation with her and expressed gratitude.

But now, this fragile girl couldn’t draw the captain’s attention.

Because the cat in her arms was too eye-catching.

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That creature curled into a ball of gray and white fur, nestled in the Siren’s arms, occasionally rubbing its head gently, appearing quite comfortable.

It made sense—the sea creature’s body was both cool and soft, and she was gentler than the devil’s descendant, naturally an excellent choice for a servant.

No wonder the cat had second thoughts.

“Hey, you.”

Hearing the Siamese cat’s comfortable purring, the captain’s eye twitched, and she couldn’t help but reach out and poke it several times with her finger.

“Meow!”

Startling as if frightened, the cat quickly recognized who was speaking and turned its head impatiently, with a face that said “what do you want?”

“Why are you still on my ship?”

Roy crossed her arms, adopting a posture of interrogation, and asked.

“Meow.”

The Siamese cat lazily called out, indicating it had been brought away from the Satin by her, so naturally she should take care of its livelihood from now on.

Oh, this little sea creature would do as well.

“You’ve got it all figured out, haven’t you? Come clean now, what did you do during that incident? Were you helping the devil?”

Seeing the cat’s matter-of-fact demeanor, Roy couldn’t help but feel irritated, pointing at its nose, coldly questioning like a judge.

“Meow.”

The cat said no, it was just watching.

Choked by this response, the captain frowned in thought for a while, her tone finally softening somewhat: “If that’s true, then fine, but I don’t understand why you stayed.”

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You’re Captain Edward’s beloved pet, and he’s now just one step away from godhood, only a matter of time. Why didn’t you go with him?

That way, you’d be a deity’s cat, and you’d have everything.

“Meow.”

Faced with the girl’s confusion, the cat licked its paw, rubbed its face, and then meowed faintly, indicating it didn’t care.

As the devil said, if one cannot be eternal, then everything is meaningless.

The cat doesn’t want meaningless things.

Nor does it want to go to the boring other shore.

That’s just how it is.

Knowing this Siamese cat might be even more mystical than she imagined, after receiving its statement, Roy stopped pursuing the matter.

However, she still couldn’t help but cautiously confirm: “So, you’re… really not his spy?”

After looking at the captain as if she were an idiot, the Siamese cat turned its head away and curled back into the Siren’s arms, ignoring her.

As if saying, please, the cat has already made itself very clear, yet you still ask.

Having hit a wall, Roy twisted her mouth, and like a sulking cat herself, didn’t want to bother with this troublesome creature anymore, turning instead to look at the Siren.

“Thank you.”

Looking at those eyes reflecting the brilliant starlight, the captain softly expressed her gratitude.

Although she didn’t know why the other would trust her so much, even willing to accompany her temporarily, throughout the journey, she had indeed helped a lot, almost saving the entire ship, far beyond what mere thanks could repay.

Therefore, Roy intended to thank her first, and later listen to her requests. Whatever she could help with, she would not refuse.

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“Don’t… mention it.”

The captain, who had been sincere a moment ago, immediately widened her eyes in surprise upon hearing that clean, heavenly voice.

Although still a bit halting, the sea creature’s Auran language was already quite standard.

While in the previous storm, Roy had indeed heard that spirited battle song, she had only thought it was guided and played by the devil to free her from the Requiem and ignite her bloodline at once.

She never expected it was truly the Siren’s song.

That’s why she was surprised.

Seeing the captain’s astonished expression, the sea creature smiled gently, and as if not good at communication, slightly nodded before leaving.

Only after the Siren disappeared behind the wooden door did Roy come to her senses, withdrawing her gaze and smiling: “At least that’s one good thing.”

The Siren being able to speak and sing was naturally a good thing.

Hearing this, Caine slightly frowned but remained silent, not asking.

In his view, since the captain would say such a thing, it indicated that the previous situation, and even the current one, was not very optimistic.

What exactly happened then?

Not just Caine, this question now echoed in the hearts of all those in the know. They waited patiently for the girl to tell her story.

Time flowed like water, falling silently.

Finally, after a period of waiting that wasn’t long but particularly oppressive and torturous, Vivian finished handling everything and returned to the Mermaid.

So the captain’s cabin door closed, shutting out the cold wind and starlight.

The candlelight flickered, spreading warm light, making the spacious room a bit warmer.

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Shadows were cast on the floor, twisting with the flickering light. The captain’s cabin was very quiet, even the raven and young dragon were silent.

Only the captain was speaking softly.

With that calm, composed tone, she recounted the most thrilling chess game of all time, the most chilling schemes and conspiracies.

She spoke for an extremely long time.

During this period, Roy recounted everything in detail since Caine fell asleep, except for details about her own father.

Until everything ended, like the fall of a gavel in an imperial court, the room fell into absolute silence, and no one spoke for a long time.

Because the story was truly astonishing, and the twists were heart-stopping.

Even Richi and Vivian, who had participated in almost the entire process and could be said to be the absolute drivers of this grand play, were still shocked upon hearing Roy’s true choice and the devil’s masterful design.

And later, after the devil took control of the situation, using tenderness to construct a trap to eliminate Roy, it made the three people other than her feel a chill throughout their bodies, as if they had fallen into an eternally frozen ice cave.

That kind of heartlessness and indifference was truly inhuman.

After the extreme cold came that thread of fire.

First Mate Isaac’s brilliant radiance at the last moment finally dispersed some of the shadow cast by the devil.

“So…”

After a long time, Roy spoke again.

She looked at Vivian, whose expression was complex and who had been silent from beginning to end, and requested with utmost solemnity.

“I want to meet the Lady.”