Captain – Chapter 410 – Do You Really Want to Continue?

Pushing open the door, Roy finally entered the room she had once seen through the dark cat’s eye stone, filled with various treasures, and saw that figure swaying in the candlelight, not clearly visible.

Lady Annisdora.

At this moment, the Lady was still dressed as before in a thin skirt made from beast fur, standing before a wooden table laden with curious objects.

The candlelight was steady, everything seemed as it was.

Yet… there were some differences.

Like that crystal ball placed on a silver stand, capable of seeing all things in the world—the Eye of Lamia—which had lost its divine radiance. No phosphorescence remained within it; it looked like cheap glass.

Having lost her divinity, even the great Lady Annisdora could no longer activate the crystal ball to see the past or the immediate future.

She was now no different from mortals, and a physically rather fragile mortal at that. Who knew if such a deity could still play chess with the devil?

But this wasn’t Roy’s concern to ponder.

After entering the room, the girl’s gaze fell on the Lady’s delicate figure, without looking around curiously like a cat as she had done in the past.

Roy’s gaze lasted only for a moment before it involuntarily lowered. After turning back to close the wooden door, she didn’t take another step forward.

The girl stood there with her head lowered, waiting for the Lady’s judgment, like a child who had done something wrong and came to face an elder.

The silence in the room didn’t last long.

As if not wanting the child to be nervous, although the Lady didn’t turn around, her gentle voice gradually rippled out, approaching the girl like a spring breeze.

Rеаd οո ΚatRеαԁіngСafе

“Welcome, little captain.”

The Lady’s voice seemed to possess magic that could soothe the restlessness in one’s heart. Upon hearing this welcome, Roy felt her mood gradually calming, and all the complex emotions before and after entering the room began to dissipate.

To be precise, it was like returning home, and what awaited was no longer intricate schemes or an elder with unfathomable intentions.

But a truly approachable “person.”

At this moment, the captain seemed to understand why the First Mate had fallen in love with the deity, why those great beings who had originally fully supported the devil would defect without hesitation after meeting the Lady.

Because she truly had charm, natural and convincing charm.

Only after truly seeing her would one feel that the devil’s portrayal of her and the threats he described were truly unreasonable.

But from another perspective, this also perfectly proved that Captain Edward’s methods of persuasion and temptation had reached an almost supernatural level.

Otherwise, how could he have manipulated First Mate Isaac?

Sensing the deity’s intention, Roy no longer hesitated. She lowered her head and approached the Lady’s side, staring at the ancient table surface, somewhat at a loss for words.

“Lady, I…”

“Those two children don’t drink alcohol, so I didn’t prepare a second wine glass. If you’d like to drink, you can get one from the wooden cabinet.”

Knowing the captain wanted to apologize, the Lady gently interrupted her, while extending her hand to point toward the cabinet: “It’s behind that door, on the left.”

Rеаⅾ оn КatRеаdіnɡСаfе

In the past, everything in this cottage was under her control. With just a thought, she could move a wine glass over, but now she naturally couldn’t do that anymore and could only ask the girl to fetch it herself.

Hearing this, Roy couldn’t help but be slightly stunned, instinctively looking up at the Lady.

And then, she finally saw the deity’s countenance clearly.

That face hidden in the candlelight and behind the mist wasn’t breathtakingly beautiful, nor was it particularly striking—it was as ordinary as roadside grass.

But… very healthy?

Roy stared blankly at the face that differed from her imagination, looking at that warm color and the flush brought by wine, thinking to herself.

No, it should be said it resembled the appearance of ordinary people in the world.

If Roy hadn’t known, she wouldn’t have noticed when seeing her, would she?

Deities have thousands of incarnations, not all with the same face, but could the essence be ordinary, like a fish hiding in a school of fish, or rainwater entering the ocean?

While thinking, at some point, Roy’s gaze met the Lady’s.

Those eyes were light brown, the most common eye color in the Pronora Federation—ordinary, gentle, without the indifference mentioned in rumors.

“Yes, Lady.”

Somehow, under this eye contact, Roy didn’t feel any discomfort at all; rather, she felt that interactions with the Lady should be just like this. She nodded obediently and went to fetch a cup from the inner room.

Before long, the girl returned to the table.

Rеαԁ οո КаtReаⅾіոgCаfe

Drinking what appeared to be red wine but was actually a slightly sweet, low-alcohol fruit wine, Roy, following the Lady’s wishes, recounted the events after the opening of the magical box as concisely as possible.

Including her father’s whereabouts, the girl didn’t conceal anything.

She continued all the way to the end, when First Mate Isaac said those final words to her before dispersing into myriad starlight, and then she stopped.

Thus, the cottage returned to silence.

During this time, although there was no longer excessive suppression in her heart, Roy still didn’t dare to look directly into the Lady’s eyes, only carefully stealing glances at her.

“You needn’t blame yourself too much, little captain. Before that last moment, he must have told you that none of this was your fault.”

The Lady put down her wine glass and added: “Nor should it be your fault.”

In her previous narration, the captain hadn’t mentioned this sentence, but despite that, the deity was certain that her beloved would definitely have said it.

Because he was that kind of person, which was why she had fallen in love with him.

This isn’t your fault.

Roy had heard similar words many times.

But ironically, when these words came from the mouths of those who were supposed to love her, they were meant to soothe and manipulate her, while those she had thought of as “enemies” truly believed so.

They believed it was the old causes they had left behind, that the devil was too powerful.

Rеаd oո ΚatRеαⅾіոgСаfе

And it was precisely because of this that she felt more heartbroken.

Knowing the girl’s thoughts, the Lady didn’t comfort her further. She only reached out to gently stroke her slightly disheveled hair and said: “Your ancestor was a remarkable person. At least in this game, I was far inferior to him.”

“Both my love and you were merely part of his design.”

Saying this, the Lady seemed to recall that man she hadn’t seen for hundreds of years and would never see again. Sadness spread across her face, but there was more acceptance: “At this point, my love has finally found release.”

“He was not a person who coveted eternity. If not for his unresolved obsession, he should have left long ago. Now, he has waited for the one he was waiting for, adding another variable to this world, which can be considered a good end.”

Drawing divine power into his body, bearing unimaginable suffering, although he couldn’t save his beloved or make up for the past, he burned everything and successfully broke the deadly trap set by the devil for the girl, which was indeed in line with the First Mate’s wishes.

I am… a variable?

Listening, Roy couldn’t help but recall what Isaac had said, that “everything might still be in time,” and thought to herself, feeling slightly better.

“I know why my love wanted you to come see me, and I know your intention, but little captain, I still want to ask you…”

The Lady’s words drew the captain out of her thoughts.

She was no longer afraid of the wrongs she had committed and bravely looked into the deity’s eyes, as if she already knew the question she would face and had an answer in her heart.

Even so, the Lady still asked with utmost solemnity.

“Do you really want to continue?”