Captain – Chapter 506 – Which Side Will You Stand On?
Captain – Chapter 506 – Which Side Will You Stand On?
“Clang!”
The blades collided, producing a crisp ring.
But this time, Enzo didn’t forcefully block the young man’s blade as before. Instead, he used the momentum to drift backward, his black clothes fluttering as he dodged the young woman’s sword.
As he passed by Roy, he successfully escaped the encirclement from front and back.
Breathing heavily several times, after directly confronting Caine—or rather, the devil’s power—the man showed neither injury nor much fatigue. He raised his chin slightly, generously offering words of praise.
“Little Roy, good eye. Howard’s boy, you’re quite impressive too.”
“No wonder you two ended up together.”
Hearing this, Roy pursed her lips, exasperated by his leisure during battle, then turned her face slightly and asked with concern: “How are you? Not too badly off?”
“I’m fine.”
Still watching Enzo, Caine’s blue eyes seemed covered with a layer of frost, even colder than before: “I can still hold on. Let’s take back what’s ours.”
When the captain and the man passed each other earlier, he had captured with his curse-enhanced vision the bruise on her face. Knowing those “marks” must have come from the man opposite them, he naturally didn’t want to swallow this anger.
Now that they had joined forces, with the divine power not yet dissipated, their chances of victory in a two-against-one fight were good.
It might even be possible to end the legend of Night Curtain Enzo right here on this island.
But Roy clearly didn’t want that.
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Looking at her First Mate’s slightly trembling hand gripping the blade, the captain sighed softly and said with a bitter smile: “What’s the point of fighting anymore? Stop it.”
Although in the past, when awakening through her ancestor’s hand, she never experienced any burden—rather feeling increasingly powerful with time—this was because those powers belonged to her, and her body was nearly perfect.
The devil’s modifications to her bloodline were specifically designed to carry extraordinary power.
But Caine’s situation was different.
He wasn’t a devil descendant, but merely a mortal. That he could withstand the flow of great power for so long was already a miracle. Going further could cause problems.
It’s worth noting that in that dream, Roy had “truly” awakened and could invoke magical power at will, so she understood better the terrible toxicity hidden within these seemingly beautiful powers that could touch eternity.
They could truly shatter both body and soul.
Although the captain had said this, the young man still showed no intention of stopping, responding only with silence. Both psychologically and situationally, he had no reason to stop, as that would mean certain defeat.
Through their previous exchange, he understood the true battle prowess of that man who always wore a malicious smile and seemed to care about nothing.
That person was definitely among the strongest he had ever encountered in his life.
Undoubtedly the strongest.
Because of this, the First Mate knew clearly that if he stopped the power flowing through him, it would be no different from completely losing any threat in front of the Night Curtain captain.
The consequence would be that the young woman’s freedom, and even safety, would be at risk.
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He absolutely wouldn’t allow that to happen.
“Listen to me, Caine. Don’t you trust me?”
Seeing this, Roy didn’t need to guess to know his thoughts, so she couldn’t help but click her tongue, speaking as if coaxing a child, presenting an attitude that suggested there was absolutely no problem.
Frowning slightly as he looked at the young woman, although Caine had absolute trust in her at heart, he really couldn’t imagine how, if they abandoned force at this moment, she had any way to control that beast in human form opposite them.
“Relax, I have this under control.”
Faced with Roy’s repeated insistence, the young man finally sighed lightly and obeyed. At this moment, the pocket watch moving in his chest again fell into stillness, with the second hand coincidentally stopping at its original position.
As the power retreated, an intense feeling of weakness immediately surged up.
Besides this, there was also the burden his body had endured through battle, like his wrists which were already extremely sore. If Caine had forcibly continued, exchanging a few more blows with that man, his wrists might have dislocated.
While Roy and her First Mate whispered to each other, Enzo just stood not far away, smiling as he watched, suddenly seeming in no hurry, not taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
For certain secret reasons, he knew about the devil lineage and understood this blessing.
The reason he had spoken to the young man like that earlier was precisely because of this—he knew very well the price non-legitimate bloodlines had to pay for using such power.
He knew that under sufficient pressure, that boy would inevitably not last long.
Similarly, waiting was also advantageous for him.
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“I say, children, are you finished? My time is quite valuable.”
Seeing the young man’s eyes gradually dim and him unconsciously grabbing the wrist of his blade-holding hand, the man knew the time was about right and asked with his chin slightly raised.
“We’re done.”
After exchanging weapons with her First Mate and instructing him not to interfere regardless of the situation, the young woman impatiently replied, then under Enzo’s slightly raised eyebrow, put away her blade and even stepped forward to come close to him.
“What does this mean? Have you come to your senses, or are you planning to play the sympathy card with me?”
Although somewhat surprised, the man showed little hesitation and likewise put away his curved blade. Wagging his finger at her, he smiled and said: “Don’t say I didn’t warn you in advance, Little Roy. This captain doesn’t fall for the sweet talk routine.”
“Besides, I really can’t imagine what a terrifying sight it would be to see you acting cute.”
Grinding her teeth in annoyance, Roy forcibly suppressed the urge to punch the man in front of her, snorted lightly, and said: “Don’t flatter yourself.”
“I just want to discuss terms with you.”
Hearing this, Enzo sighed and shook his head, as if saying she had no originality.
But before he could mock her or directly refuse, the captain asked ahead of him: “Tell me, Enzo, do you really not care about your crew’s safety?”
This was questioning his earlier behavior of ignoring Richi’s warning and attacking directly.
Raising his eyebrows, not knowing what the young woman was up to, but due to certain emotions stirring in his heart, he didn’t act like an unreasonable parent and deal with her without another word. Instead, he briefly organized his explanation.
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“It’s simple. Because my orders to them were to patrol the outskirts of the island, and according to the information I received, that ghost ship should have just entered the sea area not long ago. Forget about taking the Ghost Scythe—they probably haven’t even found it yet.”
“And that boy said what he did just to provoke me.”
“Childish tricks, nothing more.”
After hearing the man’s explanation, Roy’s face showed a trace of dissatisfaction, and she couldn’t help but complain: “That’s so unfair. With this information advantage, you can’t lose.”
She wasn’t surprised by his thorough knowledge of the Mermaid and Taranhof’s whereabouts, as she knew this must be the Great Captain’s handiwork.
But she never mentioned his schemes or methods throughout, still harboring some dissatisfaction.
Indifferent to Roy’s defiant words, the man shrugged and asked somewhat lazily: “Since you know I can’t lose, why continue being stubborn? Just prepare yourself and come back with me to Providence to see the old man.”
“He’s not that angry, so don’t overthink it.”
Seeing the young woman’s silence, the man thought this was the reason and added a few words to comfort her.
But until the end, Enzo didn’t get her response. Instead, he heard a question he had never anticipated, one that instantly dispelled all his laziness and indifference.
After staying quiet for a long time, Roy’s eyes brightened slightly, as if she had made up her mind, or as if she was fully confident she could persuade him. She raised her face slightly and asked softly:
“Let me ask you, Enzo, if you had to choose between my father and the Great Captain…”
“Which side would you stand on?”