Captain – Chapter 408 – Island at the Edge of the World

The feast on the Mermaid lasted a day and a night, drinking all the remaining rum dry, but the captain, who wanted to take this opportunity to sneak a few bottles, was kept under the First Mate’s close watch and couldn’t manage it.

His reason was extremely persuasive: “Even the captain cannot appropriate the crew’s supplies. That’s what you said.”

Faced with the rules she herself had established, Roy naturally couldn’t argue, but even so, she believed this was definitely his revenge.

I wasn’t wrong, you’re the one who wants to follow me, you just got exposed and lost your “dignity.” Is it necessary to be so petty?

Throughout the feast, the girl’s mind turned these thoughts over and over, feeling increasingly displeased, and so she didn’t show a good face to her First Mate.

It wasn’t until noon the next day that the celebration finally came to an end.

The sailors who had drunk themselves senseless gradually awoke and began to clean the various parts of the warship, clearing away the rolling bottles and food scraps.

This sudden feast had no substantive impact on the upcoming voyage; the two warships still moved forward steadily.

Oh, Richi, the current captain of the Taranhof, did use the Mermaid’s feast as an excuse to finally eat that gray crab that had been kept in the “kitchen” due to various obstacles.

In his words, the taste was not bad.

Time flowed like water, silently passing in the peaceful voyage, and almost two months had gone by in the blink of an eye.

During this period, the two warships had been heading westward, not choosing to return to familiar waters through the Boen Grand Canyon.

This also indicated that the deity’s dwelling was not close to the mortal world.

Gradually, as the two warships sailed westward, the icy sea revealed a different landscape.

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Its color darkened, turning into the deep blue of deeper waters, and the reefs and glaciers that had previously been visible, making that solitude slightly less stark, also dispersed with that deep blue, becoming increasingly hard to see.

In the end, all landmarks that could identify their location disappeared, leaving only an endless expanse of deep blue sea.

From this point on, no one could determine direction anymore.

The sky was shrouded in ethereal mists, and even the blazing sun was hidden, only occasionally visible hanging in the center of the sky when the clouds dispersed.

And the night sky seemed distorted by some mysterious force, becoming a kaleidoscope-like vortex radiating from the center.

Worldly rules were receding, and science could no longer explain what people saw.

Even when Roy took out that mystical sea chart, all that could be seen was an empty blue, with no way to determine their current location.

Since she couldn’t determine it, she didn’t waste her concern, either spending her days by the mermaid statue, looking at the occasionally undulating ship silhouette ahead and the unchanging sea, or forcibly pulling people over to chat and alleviate boredom.

Although such days were peaceful, they inevitably became boring, but this kind of monotony was the norm for life on a pirate ship.

The weather at sea could change in an instant.

Compared to the stormy days of terrifying waves, or wars and plundering where one might lose their life at any moment, these days could be considered fortunate.

“The Lady’s residence is really far away.”

As usual, Roy stood at the bow of the Mermaid, looking ahead with boredom, complaining softly to the First Mate beside her.

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Counting the time, nearly two months had passed. According to her estimation of the voyage, the Mermaid had already sailed past the Federation’s territory to the south and was gradually entering unknown waters.

Beyond the known waters of the present day were uncharted territories where no one had reached, or from which no news had returned. As the devil had said, located to the east of the known waters was that Cursed Sea.

East of the Cursed Sea was that civilization greater than Auran.

However, due to curses, seals, and the fact that no one had returned from there, the current world’s understanding of the eastern waters wasn’t extensive.

In comparison, information about the western regions was much more abundant.

Because in the depths of the western seas, that terrifying and treacherous region never concealed its ruggedness. There, stretched countless perilous places with no return, including the Death Silence Triangle.

It was precisely because of the mystery and danger of unknown waters that, although modern scientific researchers had proven that the world was a sphere and walking continuously in one direction would eventually return to the starting point, it remained difficult to prove.

“Be patient, Captain, we’ll get there eventually.”

After reassuring the girl, Caine took the drink that he had sent a crew member to fetch earlier, said “thank you” for their effort, and then turned back.

“Is this an apology for what happened earlier?”

Noticing the movement, Roy turned her face and immediately spotted the bottle in the First Mate’s hand. Her dark golden eyes brightened slightly, and she asked with a hint of mischief.

“What are you thinking, Captain? I think you’ve gone crazy wanting alcohol. Weren’t the Mermaid’s alcohol reserves exhausted during the feast?”

Handing the bottle to the confused girl, Caine shook the one in his own hand: “So, this contains fresh water.”

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Hearing the words “fresh water,” Roy finally came to her senses. Her earlier excitement disappeared completely, and she pulled out the wooden cork while lamenting.

But that wasn’t all; the First Mate didn’t forget to add one more blow.

“And even if there was still alcohol, since it wouldn’t be our quota, I wouldn’t get it for you anyway. After all, those are the rules you set.”

It would have been better not to mention it, but once the word “rules” was brought up, Roy remembered the “miserable” experience of failing to sneak alcohol during the feast two months ago. She glared at him and silently ground her teeth.

After taking a few tasteless sips of water, the captain hadn’t yet thought of a way to “get even” when she heard Daniel’s warning voice from the lookout.

“Island sighted one nautical mile ahead!”

Knowing that they had finally reached their destination, Roy and Caine exchanged a glance before simultaneously looking forward, and then they saw an unforgettable sight.

It was midday, but the sunlight, which even the ethereal mists could hardly obscure, suddenly dimmed, and so the sky darkened as well.

However, at the edge of the sky, instead of the pitch-black sea of clouds like the eternal night, there was a clear starry sky, and aurora-like rainbows cascaded down.

The sky seemed to have been painted with a colorful line. That rainbow-like aurora started from a distant place and slowly flowed over, winding and undulating across the sky.

The deep blue sea finally ceased to be monotonous.

It reflected the aurora at the horizon, its waves flickering with equally colorful iridescence, dreamlike and fantastical, looking like the paradise depicted in sacred texts.

And in that “paradise,” about one nautical mile from the two warships, a lushly verdant island stood quietly.

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That was the divine residence at the edge of the world that everyone had been seeking.

As they approached the island, the Mermaid and the Taranhof began to lower their sails to reduce speed, preparing to drop anchor, and sensing that the endpoint had been reached, the “people” in the cabins also came up onto the deck.

Even the two little creatures nestled in the captain’s cabin pushed open the slightly ajar wooden door and flew out together, circling in the sky.

Everyone’s emotions fluctuated to some degree. Even the usually calm Siren couldn’t help but feel excited when she reached the side railing and saw that island full of vitality.

As a child of the sea, the Siren naturally had a close relationship with the Lady.

If even such a creature displayed emotion, it was even more so for the rest. Imagining the transcendent figure on that island, the pirates who had been informed earlier instinctively showed reverence.

That was… a deity.

A true deity.

“Meow.”

With the emerald island reflected in its deep blue eyes, the Siamese cat nestled in the sea creature’s arms gave a soft meow, its emotions quite complex.

It was unclear whether it was reminiscing or had some thoughts about what was about to happen, the little bit of future it could see, wanting to do something.

But regardless of what the cat was thinking, or whether it had struggled, in the end, it buried its face back in the sea creature’s embrace, unwilling to look at the approaching island again, as if it didn’t care about anything.

As if saying, the cat was tired, let it be.