Captain – Chapter 404 – There’s a Secret

Thinking about Roy’s earlier narration and seeing the persistence in her dark golden eyes, Vivian remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.

Even she didn’t understand why she was willing to trust the other.

The person before her was a despicable pirate who had deceived her atop that ice tower, and had even become that shadow in her heart.

Yet… she still agreed.

Perhaps it was the captain’s stance that convinced her, or perhaps she had seen the radiance of humanity that pirates could display through the now-departed Isaac.

Or maybe she was a bit afraid.

Afraid of that devil, afraid of being alone.

After nodding, the Blood Craver lowered her eyelids and added: “But even I cannot be certain of the Lady’s current situation.”

Now the magical box was lost, and the great power gone.

Not only had the divine gift dissipated, but even the connection between herself and the Lady, which Vivian had sensed for hundreds of years, had broken.

Therefore, since regaining consciousness, she could no longer hear the Lady’s thoughts, and had no way of knowing her current state.

Had she completely become mortal, or had she dispersed like smoke like the First Mate, or had she let go and gone to that other shore?

For those present, none of these outcomes could be considered good.

“This is indeed unpredictable.”

Because of Vivian’s somber words, the captain’s cabin fell silent, and this oppressive silence was finally broken by Roy.

She looked at the girl whose emotions seemed somewhat low and said softly: “But I think, since at the last moment, the First Mate said those words, the Lady’s situation should be relatively stable.”

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If Captain Edward was the devil who understood human hearts best in the world, then Isaac was the second best.

Moreover, he was the Lady’s lover and the person known in the present world to be closest to divinity, so he must have been the one who best understood the divine heart.

Because of this, his judgment of deities must have been more accurate.

At the end of his life as his flame was extinguished, the “old pirate” told Roy to meet the Lady, saying that everything might still be in time. He must have anticipated that the Lady was not in danger and was still waiting for her there.

This reasoning made sense, but it couldn’t guarantee it was one hundred percent correct.

But the problem was, this was the only path before Roy and the others.

It was the only candle in the darkness.

They could only believe and follow.

Although she knew the captain’s words contained some intention to comfort, thinking of the Lady’s beloved hidden deep in her heart, the gloom in Vivian’s heart finally dissipated somewhat, and she nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

“Guessing is useless; when we return to the island, we’ll know the truth. Captain, I’ll return to the Death Silence to guide you.”

The girl’s slightly hoarse voice gradually rippled outward, disturbing the candle flame to flicker.

This was considered settled.

“Then, a pleasure working with you.”

Roy stood up and extended her hand to Vivian.

Seeing this, the Blood Craver hesitated for a moment, perhaps recalling that knife at the lighthouse. After a moment, she still rose and extended her hand, gently shaking the captain’s hand, softly saying: “Let’s hope so.”

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“A pleasure! A pleasure!”

The raven spoke timely, putting a period to this unusual negotiation.

“So, are there any other questions?”

Having established the tone of cooperation, the captain’s face finally showed a smile. Before sending her guests off, she routinely asked the young man and woman opposite.

In her mind, although she had described the process of that great event in sufficient detail, there might still be some overlooked minor details.

Moreover, the two might have things they wanted to know outside of the main event.

She was in a good mood and willing to entertain this.

Hearing this, Richi and Vivian exchanged glances, exchanged a look, and knowing the other had no questions, naturally took over the conversation.

“She doesn’t, but I do.”

The young man maintained his lazy demeanor, turning his head and speaking in a slightly hoarse voice.

“What questions could you possibly have?”

For this boy, the captain obviously didn’t have such a good temper. She raised her eyebrows, somewhat impatiently: “If it’s about us…”

There was indeed nothing to say between them, because the two never kept things in the dark. What needed to be said, what needed to be dealt with, had long been settled.

Besides, even if there was something to say, it shouldn’t be brought up in front of others.

But before Roy could say “forget it,” she was calmly interrupted by the young man: “It’s not about us.”

“Oh?”

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Choked a bit, Roy didn’t show anger, but rather became interested, as if discovering a new continent, her eyes full of curiosity.

This guy actually has moments of curiosity?

Back when they traveled together, in the eyes of outsiders and even crew members, they were a mismatched combination with completely opposite temperaments.

If Captain Roy was fond of wine and fun, enthusiastic about any new and curious things, wanting to explore them—a restless flame—then the young man beside her was a block of eternally frozen ice.

His face and eyes usually showed no emotion, a complete indifference, and he had absolutely no interest in anything pirates typically liked.

As for curiosity… he had none at all.

He was like a shadowless shadow, a knife that only knew killing.

Regarding this, although Roy didn’t fully agree, she quite acknowledged what the crew members said about him having no curiosity whatsoever.

So, she was somewhat surprised now.

Perhaps spending time with this girl had changed his personality somewhat?

Roy inconspicuously glanced at Vivian, then shook her head to herself, thinking it unlikely—two blocks of ice couldn’t produce fire.

But despite her curiosity, the captain still unhesitatingly refused.

“Why?”

Richi’s brow lowered slightly, like a little wolf grieving from hunger.

“I’m tired. If you want to satisfy your curiosity, we’ll talk about it another time.”

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As if shooing away a pet, the captain yawned while waving her hand at the young man, thinking that what he wanted to ask definitely wasn’t anything important.

And probably not anything good.

This was the downside of understanding each other too well—sometimes just an inadvertent glance could reveal what the other was thinking.

Just like now, Richi could clearly read from Roy’s tone the additional meaning: “It’s best if you never ask at all.”

After all, “another time” was infinite, wasn’t it?

Unusually twisting his mouth, the young man still stood in place, clearly unwilling to give up. Seeing his persistence and the captain’s somewhat evasive attitude, the two onlookers also became curious.

“There’s a secret, there’s a secret!”

Even Alfie was stirred by this scene and called out, fanning the flames.

“Silly bird, stop talking nonsense.”

Seeing the captain make a gesture to strike, the raven hurriedly fluttered its wings, flying up from the perch and landing on the deputy’s shoulder, farther from her.

Feeling the gaze of the three people and the bird, hearing the curious low call of the young dragon that had poked its head out from under the covers after a rustling sound, Roy wiggled her fingers and reluctantly lowered her raised hand.

“Ask, ask, ask. What’s there to ask about?”

Grumbling in complaint, the captain looked at the young man who still had his eyebrows lowered, looking innocent, and said irritably: “If you want to ask, then ask.”

Having achieved his goal, Richi’s “pitiful” brow naturally returned to normal. He cast his gaze like scrutiny between Roy and Caine several times, then asked: “I was wondering…”

“What exactly is going on between you two?”