Captain – Chapter 461 – Visitor in the Rain

Roy didn’t know how far he had walked. Only when he could no longer see the wooden cabin did he gradually stop.

Under the gloomy sky, on the lonely green grass, that thin, frail figure that kept trembling slightly resembled grass bent by the heavy rain. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t suppress the tide-like sorrow in his heart. On his cheeks, rain and tears mingled together, impossible to distinguish.

The captain didn’t know why she was crying, or why she could cry.

Her tears had supposedly been exhausted during that dark period, buried by countless grains of sand called “exploitation” and “deception,” with no reason to be reborn from dryness.

Moreover… this was just an illusion, just a dream.

But she simply couldn’t control herself.

Why was this happening?

Was it because time had reversed, turning her back into that inexperienced child with a fragile heart? Was it the sourness of seeing her long-missed mother only to be forgotten by her? Or was it because she had long known…

This was just the beginning?

The beginning of being forgotten by this world, eternally alone.

Footsteps sounded from in front of her, gradually approaching. Although they seemed faint compared to the heavy rain, they entered Roy’s ears with absolute clarity, as if notifying her.

Finally, the footsteps stopped, and the cold rain that had been falling on the captain also disappeared.

In its place came the “pitter-patter” sound of raindrops hitting an umbrella.

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“Look, who’s crying here?”

The newcomer knelt before Roy, gently stroking her face, wiping away those tears that fell like connected pearls. His tone was as frivolous and malicious as ever, yet with a hint of indulgence.

Looking at that face she couldn’t forget even in dreams, staring directly at those dark golden eyes that seemed carved from the same mold as her own, like magma about to extinguish, Roy forcibly suppressed her trembling. Gritting her teeth, she questioned like a fierce little wolf: “All this… is your doing again?”

“Child, you always like to wrongly accuse me.”

Emerging from the rain curtain, holding an umbrella over Roy, was none other than her determined pursuit target—the devil who should no longer have been able to approach or influence her after the events in the Far North.

Captain Edward.

Now, the man was gently wiping her tears, putting on an innocent expression that was clearly an act.

Unceremoniously knocking away the devil’s hand, the captain didn’t want to argue with him. She stepped back half a pace, deeply scrutinizing him before saying softly: “He’s your man, I never imagined.”

The “he” referred to the Great Captain who sat in the islands and with just one glance had plunged her into this illusion.

That legendary Guardian.

Not just Roy, even the “old pirate” who had fallen into eternal sleep couldn’t have anticipated that the Great Captain—a descendant of great individuals and sworn enemy of the devil—would have such an astonishing betrayal.

To the extent that he merely emerged from behind the scenes, and with a slight thought, completely forced Golden-Eyed Roy into a desperate situation.

“Oh, listen to what you’re saying, child.”

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The devil stood up, looking down at the captain from above, smiling casually: “In this world, are there really so many so-called stances, so many matters of pure black and white? Two people who seem to harbor overwhelming hatred and irreconcilable differences might also walk the same path due to different pursuits.”

“Throughout history, such examples are not few.”

Admiring the captain’s stubborn expression, the devil added with a smile: “Especially when their vision is no longer limited to individual differences, narrow hatreds, or even this world.”

“Take me… and that respectable deity, for instance.”

Watching the man’s self-satisfied gesture of lightly pressing his chest, Roy said coldly: “Then you deceived him.”

“Prejudice, this is naked prejudice.”

Making an annoying “tsk” sound, the devil wagged his index finger: “I deceived the deity for the sake of my vision, ‘forced’ to do so. To put it bluntly, between that one and me, there have never been so-called common interests, and without interests, how can it be considered a transaction?”

“It was just a…”

Pausing mysteriously, the devil leaned down slightly, chuckling, not ashamed at all as he said: “Scam, that’s all.”

Before the captain could curse, the man suddenly straightened up, spreading his hands to explain to her: “But your… greatly admired elder is different. There’s no conflict of interest between us, and how should I put it, he’s not easy to deceive, more difficult to deal with than anyone I’ve ever met.”

“Including those non-human fellows.”

Non-human fellows naturally included that deity.

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The devil sighed, an uncommon gesture, his eyes becoming somewhat complex: “I have to admit, I can’t deceive him. Not once have I succeeded, even with some inconsequential misdirection.”

“If not for this, why would I go to such lengths to seek him out and talk about any transaction?”

If deception were possible, who would want to make those various concessions, even if mostly symbolic?

“So child, although I really don’t want to say this, it was indeed a fair transaction.” The man patted Roy’s shoulder, looking as if he had “suffered a great loss.”

As a devil, having to make a transaction with a mortal… well, someone who couldn’t be called a mortal, was inherently unacceptable, especially when it had to be truly fair.

“What was the content of the transaction?”

Not evading, allowing the devil to put on elder airs, Roy’s eyes had already lost their redness. Her gaze flickered slightly as she continued to question, following the man’s words, wanting to know more details.

The devil’s various expressions didn’t seem false. The captain could clearly sense that although his words were permeated with reluctance, he genuinely had some feeling of “finding a kindred spirit too late” toward that guy.

But more than that was wariness, which was truly surprising.

“As for the content…”

Instead of continuing as Roy had hoped, the man’s casual tone shifted, reverting to his malicious manner of bullying children: “That’s a matter between adults. It’s better for children not to know.”

“You…”

Pressing the captain’s little head with some force, not letting her speak out harsh words, the devil smirked and pacified: “Why put on such a fighting stance? I’m just a projection. Even if I were really in front of you, in your current state, what could you do?”

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An unarmed child who hadn’t awakened—even if she were truly on the lonely island, he wouldn’t care.

“So be good. I’m not here to argue with a child, nor do I have the ability to eliminate you without a trace under your elder’s watchful eye. I’m just here to tell you some things.”

“Before that, to make you more cooperative, let’s follow the old rules.”

At this point, the devil abandoned his frivolous manner and smiled faintly: “You can ask me some questions. As long as I feel I can tell you, I’ll answer without reservation. Surely this satisfies you?”

With emotions changing several times in her eyes, Roy pursed her lips, temporarily suppressing the urge to curse at him.

This was as good as consent.

“Well then, come.”

The man extended his hand to the captain like inviting a dance partner, his face bearing a polite smile: “My child, Elizabeth, let’s walk and talk. I’ll show you some…”

“Different scenery.”

When saying the word “scenery,” the smile at the devil’s lips suddenly added a touch of playfulness.

Although it felt somewhat strange, after a moment of contemplation, Roy still coldly extended her small hand, placing it on the devil’s long, delicate hand that was unlike a man’s, following him forward.

Until they disappeared into the boundless rain curtain.