Captain – Chapter 531 – Who Is He?

The devil had never thought she would become his enemy.

At least not before experiencing that great dream and witnessing the Siamese cat’s betrayal.

Perhaps he felt she would eventually recognize reality and abandon that hopeless revenge, or perhaps she simply had no possibility of surviving that storm.

Either buried by the deity and her followers, or sent into the abyss by him after breaking free from his constraints.

So this scheme in the Death Silence Triangle was never set for her from beginning to end, but was the man’s contingency plan to reverse a possible defeat.

A shocking method… sufficient to overturn everything.

Gently swirling the porcelain cup, watching the black coffee flowing like the depths of the ocean, the man seemed not to notice Roy’s reaction and continued smiling gently.

“Child, with the bloodline you’ve inherited, I imagine you’ve already seen my ‘old friend’ on your way here, so you shouldn’t doubt my words.”

Hearing the term “old friend,” the young woman knew he was referring to that monstrosity. She forcibly calmed her emotions and asked: “Ancestor, you call that kind of thing… a friend?”

“That’s the mortal enemy of all spirits.”

Whether it was devils who had ascended from mortal to divine, or deities who had descended to the world, in the end they were all among the living beings. No matter how fiercely or brutally they fought, it wouldn’t harm the foundation of the present world.

But those ancient giants from the old calendar were different.

Their life forms were completely twisted, all possessing terrible destructive desires. They weren’t barbarism symbolizing civilization’s opposite, but something entirely unable to communicate…

Chaos and madness.

Their very existence was the deepest terror in the world.

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“Oh, is that so?”

Though he didn’t raise his eyes, the man could hear the strong opposition and stranger-like incomprehension in the young woman’s words. He said quietly: “You must first understand one thing, child—compared to you, I know that old era better.”

“Better than anyone.”

“In this matter, even that only deity remaining in the world cannot match me, so rest assured, I know how dangerous that thing is.”

“I’m merely… using it.”

Roy had already guessed this point.

Because the Lady had said that the old calendar remnant might be the devil’s claw, but now, after seeing that thing with her own eyes, she suspected that deity had misjudged.

She was even more suspicious of whether this ancestor had gone completely mad.

How could a malevolent spirit that could be painted on murals alongside that black dragon possibly follow human commands?

Never mind a devil—even that King of Gods couldn’t achieve this, couldn’t find a method of control, and could only grant them destruction through battle.

But perhaps even the gods hadn’t imagined that an unknown pirate, Captain Edward who was still in the mortal world at the time, had actually found the only surviving malevolent spirit and through unknown means concealed it from gods and all living beings.

Concealed it until now.

Hearing the captain’s rapid breathing, the devil guessed some of her thoughts, thinking she was just too nervous from what she had seen, so he didn’t pay it much mind.

He smiled faintly and comforted her: “As I said before, don’t worry too much. When I decided to do this back then, I naturally had already thought of how to handle the aftermath.”

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“Just as I’ve always said and done—beings like deities and those old, transcendent existences should all make way for this world’s new master.”

“For humanity.”

More like for yourself, I’d say.

Roy couldn’t help thinking when she heard these words.

As if he could guess the young woman’s thoughts without looking, the man drained the bitter drink in his cup, casually set the porcelain cup aside, then while savoring the bitterness, said:

“I don’t know if that ‘me’ ever mentioned it, but I never wanted to be some kind of ruler, because that’s too boring and lacks difficulty. Instead, if you children want, I can slightly… pave some paths for you.”

“Yes, you did mention that.”

Roy responded calmly, indicating this topic didn’t need to continue.

Her ancestor had indeed said such things, except that wasn’t any promise, but merely temptation—a base rhetoric to make her lower her guard.

Of course, she knew he had that kind of ability.

But this was a different matter entirely.

Seeing the young woman seemed unwilling to discuss this, the devil naturally changed the topic back to his “old friend”: “I just want to tell you that the ending I’ve prepared for that thing is no different from all the enemies along the way.”

“They all… boom, turn to dust.”

Opening his palm slightly and making an explosive gesture, the man smiled easily: “Think about it, child—watching a gradually awakening deity who’s gradually lowering her guard get devoured by an evil spirit, but in the end, the mantis stalking the cicada…”

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“Still can’t escape being hunted and devoured. What a wonderful drama that would be.”

At this moment, Roy suddenly understood what calculations the person before her was making. He wanted the deity and the monstrosity to fight each other, and when one side perished or both were gravely wounded, he would use some method to completely end this good show.

As for what method…

Her ears seemed to ring again with that hoarse, terrifying sound of bones grinding against each other, ringing with one funeral bell after another leading to hell. The captain’s hands under the table involuntarily gripped the corner of her clothes, feeling cold to the extreme.

The devil’s methods remained so mysteriously unpredictable that even deities and malevolent spirits fell into his scheme involuntarily. If, if this scheme truly…

Developed as he described.

But the problem was that the current situation was different.

The one stepping into hell wasn’t a reborn deity, but merely a young man who could invoke magical power but hadn’t escaped the mortal world. No matter how one thought about it, he couldn’t possibly be that thing’s opponent, let alone achieving mutual destruction.

In this world where deities had withdrawn and the devil was absent, who could solve that monstrosity? Even that ghost ship probably couldn’t contend with a malevolent spirit at full strength, could it?

And this meant…

Civilization might be devoured and destroyed. Even if not, even if the Empire, Federation, and islands could join forces to solve that giant creature, what terrible price would they pay in the process? How would they resist the disasters released after its death?

Looking at the possible future, Roy felt only darkness.

Not to mention the desperate straits they would encounter—if she had known beforehand that picking up that shield could lead to irreversible consequences, she would have thought twice.

She might even have given up revenge.

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But now there was no turning back.

Pressing her lips together, the young woman stared intently at the devil’s face, as if seeking a last straw, asking in a slightly hoarse voice: “Ancestor, I want to know one thing.”

“Go ahead.”

The devil raised his hand slightly, indicating the captain needn’t be polite.

He looked at the serious-faced young woman, somewhat puzzled by her excessive nervousness.

“Can you… control that thing?”

As if he hadn’t expected the young woman to ask such a question, even the devil was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said: “Child, forgive my bluntness, but that’s absolutely impossible. Even if I weren’t trapped, I’d have no hope of achieving it.”

“What I’m curious about is why you would ask this, and also…”

As if discovering something amiss, the man slowly sat up straight, his fingers tapping the table intermittently as he said quietly: “Your complexion seems a bit too unsightly.”

“Oh…”

Looking at the young woman’s somewhat pale cheeks, the devil fell silent for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes slightly, showing rare surprise while shaking his head and saying gravely: “You’re lying to me, child. You shouldn’t have done that.”

“But that’s not the most pressing matter. Tell me, tell me child—besides you, who crossed through that great fog and walked the other path…”

“Who exactly is it?”