Captain – Chapter 415 – The Route to the Cursed Sea

Although the girl’s decision didn’t surprise her, seeing her agree so promptly, the Lady still breathed a sigh of relief.

This little captain, though a pirate, was still different from her extremely despicable ancestor and wouldn’t easily break her promises.

Well, perhaps with a premise.

She never violated serious promises concerning others’ fates, but regarding her own safety and future, she often viewed them as light as feathers, not worth keeping in mind.

Completely opposite to that selfish devil.

This was perhaps inseparable from her difficult life and her separation from the kindness she craved.

“Since that’s the case, little captain, you must listen carefully to what I say next and remember it well. Although it may not be entirely correct…”

“At least it can dispel some of the mist on the path to that lonely island.”

Seeing the Lady looking slightly satisfied and then serious as she admonished her, the captain quickly secured the pendant, put away her frivolous expression, and assumed a listening posture: “I will remember every word, Lady.”

“Then let’s continue our previous topic.”

With this assurance, the Lady nodded slightly, then got straight to the point: “As I’ve said, the obsession of the ghost attached to the pendant is related to the warship hidden in the old calendar.”

“Because the obsession hasn’t dissipated, once she appears, most of the time the direction she looks toward is the source that prevents her from resting and departing. If you follow this path, you should be able to see that warship.”

At this point, the Lady didn’t continue.

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On this matter, this was all she could see. As for what would happen after seeing that warship and how Roy should act, it would all depend on her own exploration.

Understanding the deity’s meaning, the girl naturally wouldn’t ask more questions about this and began to worry about another issue: “I understand, Lady, but the question is, how can I see that ghost?”

“First, put on the pendant.”

Without answering, the Lady gently guided her.

Roy blinked and obediently wore the pendant around her neck. At the moment when the two small hooks at the end of the silver chain locked together with a crisp, low sound, she suddenly felt a cold sensation sweep over her.

The cold came without warning, chilling to the bone, and even seemed to touch her soul. Even the captain couldn’t help but shiver.

Fortunately, the cold came quickly and left quickly as well.

In the blink of an eye, the cold completely disappeared, very much like an ephemeral flower, making one wonder if it had ever existed.

Shaking her head to dispel the daze brought by the cold, Roy instinctively looked around the room, as if seeking the ghost’s figure.

After a moment, she withdrew her gaze with some disappointment and looked back at the deity: “This seems… to have no effect, Lady.”

“Little captain, wearing the pendant only allows you to see that child. When she appears and where she appears all depend on her.”

The Lady explained gently, her gaze shifting slightly to fall on the other side of the wooden table, her expression becoming increasingly gentle, as if looking at her own child.

Whether people or ghosts, they are all guests in this world. As the embodiment of the rules, with countless ties to the world, the deity naturally didn’t need any medium to see.

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As for Roy…

Following the Lady’s line of sight, all the captain could see were some rare treasures and a wooden wall, with no change no matter how much she blinked.

Sighing gently, Roy stopped trying, feeling somewhat depressed that the ghost was unwilling to see her, and thereafter stopped dwelling on it.

Since no amount of effort would work, she would just have to wait patiently until the time was right, or until the ghost was in a good enough mood to appear.

At this point, the issue of the Drowned Captain was considered settled for now.

But this was far from the end.

No matter how powerful and terrifying that skeletal warship was, generally, it would only wander within the Cursed Sea. But currently, she had absolutely no clue about how to enter that area.

If she couldn’t even get in, there was no point in considering anything else.

Of course, Roy had actually been there before.

However, at that time, she had followed the guidance of the crystal skull, crossing rules and obstacles without awareness, and thus saw the lonely island.

And subsequent events had shown that this was all set up by the devil.

Now, she had lost the crystal skull, and her ancestor probably wouldn’t be happy to see her again. The original path had long been erased by great power and could no longer be found. As for blindly heading east…

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That would be no different from suicide.

Recalling that area of howling storms and ceaseless thunder, and those solemn cliff-like walls reaching to the sky, Roy came to a conclusion in her heart.

She just didn’t know how her father had entered that area initially.

As if hearing the captain’s thoughts, the Lady nodded slightly to the air in front of Roy’s eyes, then looked at her and said: “The path Captain Gerard took was unusual, also arranged by your ancestor.”

Hearing this, Roy frowned slightly, thinking that this meant one less path. Was it really necessary to take the risk and cross that dangerous sea?

Before the captain could figure it out, the Lady’s gentle voice gradually sounded, interrupting her thoughts: “In fact, if not for Captain Edward’s early preparations, to enter the Cursed Sea…”

“There would only be one route.”

Recalling the secrets she had heard from the Great Captain when he was drunk, the girl lowered her eyebrows and asked: “So you’re saying, if I want to enter the Cursed Sea, I can’t avoid the Storm Corner?”

The Storm Corner was what Roy was thinking of, that area shrouded in storms and thunder, a deep chasm between the eastern seas and the unknown waters, which had buried countless fearless explorers.

However, through the devil’s words, Roy already knew that the unknown waters to the east were the Cursed Sea of pirate legend.

That was her goal.

“Yes, little captain.”

Regardless of Roy’s even lower eyebrows, the Lady calmly confirmed her guess, thoroughly eliminating any wishful thinking in her heart.

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“I think Captain Edward has already told you that the Cursed Sea was not originally a dangerous place. Only to restrict him was that mist created.”

Looking at the troubled girl, the Lady admitted: “On this point, he didn’t lie to you. Not only the Cursed Sea, but even the Storm Corner and more forbidden places, were not originally like that.”

“All changes were because of him.”

Hearing this, Roy put away her bitter expression and, after thinking for a moment, asked: “Lady, from what you’re saying, the Storm Corner has become what it is today more to prevent people from entering?”

Curses, seals, undispersed great mist, difficult-to-cross chasms—ultimately, they were all arrangements made by the Lady and the great people of the old era to seal this history and eternally imprison the devil.

At the same time, it was also to prevent movement in both directions.

On one hand, to prevent the devil’s minions, like the Drowned Captain, from appearing in the world, and on the other hand, to stop that person’s fanatical followers, or… descendants, from going to rescue him.

This wasn’t hard to understand, but now, these arrangements made against the devil had become his most solid and reliable umbrella of protection.

“That’s right. The people of that time, including me, never anticipated the current situation, so by normal reasoning, all of this would be unsolvable.”

The Lady nodded lightly, confirming, her light brown eyes showing slight fluctuations, falling into silence due to the past events and old scenes appearing before her eyes.

After a long time, she spoke again.

“But… it’s not entirely without a turning point.”