Captain – Chapter 419 – I Allow You to Break Your Promise

The deity’s departure symbolized that the journey to the icy sea was finally coming to an end.

Following the same route back, the two warships took less than ten days to see the iron hook-shaped distinctive island they had first seen when heading west. This meant they had returned to their starting point.

Like the fading of a miracle, the long journey there had become like a dream.

Upon returning to their departure point, after a brief stay and discussion, the two warships temporarily separated, each heading in their target direction.

The Mermaid naturally headed south.

According to Roy’s plan, they would pass through the Boen Grand Canyon again, then follow the Federation coastline to the ship doctor’s homeland—the great port of Hipalia—and stay there for some time.

Of course, this suggestion also came from Anderson.

After the captain convened the regular meeting, told the people in power the truth about this journey, and expressed her considerations, the ship doctor made this suggestion.

According to this young master, most affairs in the great port of Hipalia were basically determined by the Anderson family, and as the sole heir, that place could undoubtedly be considered his territory.

So choosing that port as a stopping point not only meant the route was close, eliminating worries about depleting supplies and having to frantically replenish them, but it would also greatly facilitate the young woman’s subsequent actions.

Whether replenishing supplies, storing gold and silver, settling wages, or commissioning ships to send away those leaving, that place was the best choice.

Although the ship doctor’s eloquence and judgment were quite good, just thinking about his incessant nagging made Roy’s head ache.

Therefore, even knowing that this young master’s keen interest in the regular meeting definitely had some ulterior motive, the captain still went along with his wishes.

After all, he was the financial backer of the ship, wasn’t he?

Besides, the Hipalia he described truly sounded like paradise.

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Perhaps this was what Roy had seriously considered.

The Mermaid’s course was quickly decided, but Richi and his group could no longer follow like this. After all, having lost the enhancement of great power, the Taranhof had returned to normal, without any more extraordinary methods.

It could no longer dive into the sea to avoid detection. If it passed through customs and was stopped for inspection, with soldiers boarding the ship and finding it full of tattered and terrifying water ghosts, that would cause a big commotion.

Moreover, even if they could sink below the surface through “physical methods,” Richi and the others, having lost immortality, couldn’t breathe underwater, could they?

Therefore, after some discussion, everyone unanimously decided to go separate ways. The Mermaid would head to the Federation, while the Taranhof would go west, circumnavigating this continent without entering Federation waters.

Finally, they would meet at the Death Silence Triangle.

“At last, we’re returning to civilized society.”

Leaning against the side rail, watching the silhouette of the Taranhof fade into the distance, Roy sighed lightly and expressed her feelings to her First Mate who stood nearby.

Life at sea, although largely monotonous most of the time, with only the empty ocean to stare at in a daze, when looking back, one was surprised to discover how swiftly time had flowed.

From leaving the Auran Empire to the end of the icy sea journey, several more months had passed. By this calculation, it had been nearly a year since Roy left the lonely island where the devil resided. The outside world would likely have snow falling by now.

Was the New Year festival approaching too?

Having roughly calculated the time, this thought couldn’t help but surface in Roy’s mind.

Although the customs and festivals of the Empire and Federation differed greatly, the New Year festival was on the same day, both set on the moment of Goddess Hestia’s descent, that is, the seventh day of the first month of winter.

Because although Goddess Hestia was revered as the Auran Goddess, and the Holy Church formed by her faith was even the state religion of the Empire, she still had many followers in the Federation, including people with significant power.

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Under the promotion of these people, after careful consideration, although the Federation Council was extremely resistant to the Holy Church’s infiltration, they still agreed to change the New Year festival.

This was determined by internal circumstances and the recent improvement in relations with the Empire. Of course, those bigwigs had also paid a lot.

Without sufficient benefits, how would those greedy council members ever agree?

“Yes, so much has happened, but now it seems most of these things have fallen on your shoulders, Captain.”

The First Mate’s response interrupted the young woman’s thoughts. He rarely sighed, saying with unclear emotions: “It seems that people like us, when facing that kind of situation, couldn’t help at all.”

That kind of situation referred to when the Box was opened, and the melody spread.

When the game between the devil and the deity formally entered its intense phase, all mortals, including him, were driven away by the storm.

In the end, only Roy remained.

Of course, in her description, she didn’t seem lonely. There was the Siren singing to encourage her, the Blood-Eyed Butcher accompanying her, and by the end, even Commander Isaac had changed his mind.

They all accompanied her, supported and protected her, but among them…

He wasn’t there.

This was a very uncomfortable thing.

Clicking her tongue, Roy glanced at her First Mate, sensing the hidden meaning in his words, and couldn’t help but laugh: “What, are you…”

“Being self-defeating?”

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This was quite shocking, knowing that the young man standing before her, even at such a young age, had witnessed that hellish fire and seen the passing of his loved ones without being crushed.

He had never sunk into despair. For revenge, his resolve remained iron-like as he moved forward, emitting a brilliance that even outshone his father.

Not yet twenty years old, yet already promoted to Admiral, taking command of the Empire’s First Fleet—this was something that made her tongue-tied even when she first heard it.

Perhaps even her own legendary achievements were not as shocking as what her First Mate had accomplished.

But now, such a person felt discouraged, even self-defeating, because he felt he couldn’t help her.

This was naturally surprising.

“You’re overthinking.”

Seeing the mischievous look on the captain’s face, Caine’s expression darkened as he retorted.

“Fine, fine, I’m overthinking, overthinking.”

Hearing that long-unheard catchphrase of the former military officer, the young woman laughed and turned her face to look at the sea, soothing him like a child.

“I just feel… somewhat worried.”

Unexpectedly, the First Mate didn’t counterattack on this matter but joined her in looking at the sea. After a moment of silence, he explained.

He wasn’t just somewhat worried, he was very worried, even terrified in retrospect.

Whether it was while watching that statue of the goddess, feeling the awareness of his body gradually leaving, or after waking up and hearing from the young woman’s mouth about the shocking events and desperate situations she had experienced.

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The Siren, Richi, that plan, and finally the “old pirate’s” change of heart—if any link in the chain had gone wrong, he might never have seen her again. How could he not be terrified in retrospect?

And the biggest problem was that he couldn’t help in any way.

Well, in this matter, he was indeed somewhat discouraged.

“This is my fate, Caine.”

Seemingly not expecting the First Mate to say this, Roy was slightly stunned before laughing lightly and saying: “This captain is destined to suffer these hardships, to be deceived here and there, killed and saved here and there. There’s nothing to be done about it.”

First Mate Isaac had said there was no fate, and she had never believed in such things. But after seeing the devil’s scheme and understanding all the truth, she had to admit that her life…

At least before the night the curse was broken, had indeed been bound by the threads of fate.

“But from now on, it’s different.”

As soon as she thought of this sentence, Roy said it aloud. She narrowed her eyes, admiring the sparkling sea surface under the winter sun, and smiled saying: “I will never again be manipulated by anyone.”

“But this also means there won’t be any so-called ‘good luck’ protecting me, nor elders looking after me. Every step of the way, whether filled with gunpowder smoke and raging fire, I must walk alone.”

“But Caine, this isn’t fate—it’s my own choice.”

Turning her eyes back, she gazed at the First Mate’s profile and softly added: “But this also means that the journey ahead will be very dangerous. Considering this, First Mate, this captain allows you to…”

“Break your promise once.”