Captain – Chapter 468 – Who Are You?

Along with those words came a heavy drowsiness.

Whether it was thanks to this grand dream or not, when those scenes from before his memories appeared again, Roy, still an infant lying in his mother’s arms, finally saw clearly the face of that dead bastard.

Quite handsome, no wonder mom fell for you…

Hearing the name “Elizabeth,” the captain thought silently, only to feel himself being submerged once more by the tide of “drowsiness.” His eyes closed involuntarily as he sank into that dark dream.

A gentle breeze came along the white sandy beach, brushing against the pale cheeks of the sleeping girl. The sound of waves rose and fell softly, like a natural lullaby, making her breathing more serene.

Even the sweetest dreams must end.

After some time, the girl’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she woke naturally. Her pupils were slightly unfocused as she gazed at the familiar blue sky, lost in thought for a long while before coming to her senses.

She propped herself up to sit, looking out at the calm sea surface, immediately noticing those remnants. Memory gradually became clear, telling her they were the ruins of the Auran First Fleet.

Auran… Fleet…

These two words kept springing from her mind. The captain clutched her forehead, taking several deep breaths before finding some relief. Afterward, she began to examine these words, feeling they must be clues.

But… pointing to what?

Although apart from those people she had forgotten, her memories of events and objects still existed, even to minute details, Roy had no clue about this question.

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She knew she needed to find something to break this dream, to make this so-called forbidden path lead to a different ending, but the problem was, she didn’t know what that something was.

Was it an object, like a key or stone tablet, or was it something that needed to be accomplished…

Thinking this, Roy stood up somewhat absent-mindedly, looking around the snow-white beach. After a slight hesitation, she decided to just walk around randomly, hoping that clearing her mind might allow her to capture some inspiration.

Suddenly, a distant boom sounded faintly.

The captain was slightly startled, then furrowed her brow, remembering that she had heard this sound before. It seemed like half a ship’s keel had crashed onto the western shore, and there was something else…

Frustratedly running a hand through her hair, no matter how Roy tried to recall, she couldn’t remember what had come ashore with that piece of keel. But without doubt, it was something important to her.

Well, she would know once she got there.

Shaking her head, the captain drove away all distracting thoughts and headed toward the direction of the sound.

Soon, she arrived at the western shore of the lonely island.

That broken, barely intact keel, emitting a burnt smell, lay quietly before the captain. But despite searching the entire western shore, not only could she not find whatever was extremely important to her, she couldn’t see anything besides broken planks.

Oh no, there was a gun.

Holding that exquisite and luxurious short pistol engraved with a goddess in profile, Roy examined it thoroughly, finding that even in such a disaster, the gun hadn’t taken in much water. She felt slightly satisfied, but as soon as she tucked it into her belt, her body instinctively stiffened.

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“That’s not right, I remember this gun was clearly…”

Pinching her chin, Roy murmured to herself. Her originally bright eyes became alternately bright and dim, as if countless images were flashing through them at a speed imperceptible to human eyes.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment; the sounds of wind and tide gradually became barely audible.

“It belonged to someone.”

After a long while, the girl’s eyes returned to brightness as she whispered as if in a dream.

And so the stagnant world came alive again. In that lifelike scene, almost indistinguishable from reality, a vague shadow flashed by, visible only to Roy.

Yes, it was a person. This gun belonged to him, but later I took it from him.

Gently patting the pistol at her waist, the captain’s gaze swept across the beach, passing over the keel remnants and charred planks, finally stopping at a flat, unremarkable patch of ground.

You should have been lying here, only…

Roy tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on that spot. After a moment of silence, she asked:

“Who are you?”

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In that moment, dream and reality seemed to briefly intertwine, borrowing the girl’s voice to ask this question.

After transitioning from quietness to commotion and back again, after discovering that no matter how many people came, it wouldn’t help the situation, the captain’s cabin returned to silence, with only its original occupant remaining.

But the past noise and sweetness had long disappeared, leaving only a suffocating heaviness.

The raven and young dragon, so lively just a short while ago, now maintained an unprecedented silence, obediently surrounding the two people kneeling opposite each other, their eyes full of worry and sadness.

Ever since the captain had gazed toward the bow earlier, it was as if her spirit had been taken away, becoming a heartless puppet. No matter how the outside world called to her, she showed not the slightest reaction.

This had never happened before.

So even Lance, who had followed the girl for a long time, could only leave anxiously and helplessly after stating he had never seen the captain like this. And the ship’s doctor, whom she had earlier used to vent her frustration, swore by his family name that this was definitely not any known medical condition.

He wasn’t petty enough to joke about serious matters.

When even a professional doctor had no solution, this bizarre situation was attributed to a “supernatural” event. The rest of the crew couldn’t offer much help either, so they left one after another.

However, upon hearing the word “supernatural,” Caine remembered that there was a mystical being on the Mermaid—Siren—who hadn’t yet come to examine the girl’s condition and give her opinion. So he asked Anderson, the “makeshift teacher,” to invite her to come.

But until now, she had not arrived at the captain’s cabin, only sending back a message through the ship’s doctor.

“She said to wait a little longer.”

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For this nonsensical response, Caine was naturally puzzled. After the doctor’s explanation, he learned that the sea creature was referring to the Siamese cat the captain had brought aboard.

But even knowing this, the first mate still couldn’t understand why she would listen to a cat.

However, now was not the time to dwell on such minor matters. Since Siren said to wait, Caine could only wait, even if the process was agonizing, making him restless.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely, while the atmosphere in the room continued to sink endlessly. Apart from increasingly heavy breathing, no other sounds could be heard.

Amidst the complete silence, the girl seemed to move slightly.

Sitting just an arm’s length away in front of her, Caine noticed it immediately. During this unbearable time, he had kept his nerves taut, hoping the captain would show some movement, even if not in response to him. Thus, he was unwilling to miss even the slightest sound.

The first mate looked up and saw that the captain had indeed moved. She too raised her head, looking toward him, staring directly into his eyes, her lips moving slightly as if she had something to say.

But before Caine could express his joy, his mood suddenly sank again, because the girl’s previously unfocused, blank eyes now burned like rising flames, reflecting intense light.

In that glimmering radiance was loftiness, absolute rationality, and a coldness that chilled the heart.

Then, she spoke, her voice devoid of any emotion.

“Who are you?”