Captain – Chapter 556 – Visitation

Occasional sounds of uproar penetrated through the deck into the ship’s cabin.

Walking through the corridor, Roy knew that Ben and the others were revealing some secrets to the crew, just like the changing sea chart and the quietly awakened devil.

These were extremely important secrets that might even affect the outcome of the struggle between old and new.

Because at least at this moment, Roy was certain that her awakening from the great dream had not yet been known by her ancestor. She still had precious but limited time to grow.

Yes, growth.

To existences of that level, her current self was nothing more than a newly born “infant” who couldn’t even walk, let alone raise a blade against them.

Adapting to the new world before her eyes and ears, adapting to the boundless ocean-like great power—all of this required time, and this process was when she was most vulnerable.

Telling the crew the truth might very well cause those dangers to arrive even faster.

But she still had her subordinates do so.

To most quickly unite hearts and snuff out hidden worries both obvious and concealed—only after this could she devote all her attention to more important matters.

Such as deducing all conspiracies, or thinking about revenge and the malevolent spirit following her.

This was far more important than the scheming aboard a ghost ship.

“Tap, tap…”

Due to the young woman’s “return,” except for essential posts, most people in the ship’s cabin had gone up on deck.

Thus the corridor at this time seemed quite deserted, with only Roy’s steady footsteps echoing clearly, while at the end of the long hallway, a figure was waiting quietly with lowered head.

That was the Siren.

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Due to her quiet nature and the need to care for the cat, she had not appeared before people for quite some time.

When the giant serpent emerged into the world and intense fear reached her heart through bloodline, she also hadn’t gone out to see that terrifying sight or fled following instinct.

Instead, she remained by the sleeping cat’s side, only sitting somewhat closer than usual.

As if this way, that tide-like fear would recede.

Not until Roy pushed open the door and walked onto the deck, speaking those words before the pirates, did she finally perceive a certain signal from the subtle changes in the environment.

Only then did she have the courage to leave the bedside and come to the corridor to greet her.

Because she knew that whether out of revenge or old feelings, the other party should come.

“How is Mango’s condition?”

Stopping before the Siren, Roy looked at that half-open wooden door and asked softly.

Though in fact, she didn’t need to look to “see” the scene behind the door completely, already knowing the cat was still sleeping soundly, asking the Siren who had been constantly accompanying it about the details of that peculiar slumber was still more direct.

“No change from the beginning. If nothing unexpected happens, it will take at least ten years to wake up.”

Hearing the captain’s question, the Siren’s pupils trembled slightly, and her hands hanging at her sides involuntarily clenched her gauze skirt. After a moment, she suppressed her fear to answer.

Though the aura and presence of the person before her wasn’t as powerful as that person’s, it was almost identical, making her involuntarily recall that great extinction from hundreds of years ago.

But ultimately, the two were different.

Right?

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“Ten years—I can’t wait that long for it.”

Hearing this, Roy sighed lightly, but the hidden worry in her eyes actually lessened considerably due to these words. For these transcendent beings, ten years really wasn’t long.

Just sleeping for ten years as a price was already quite good.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m different from him, and I won’t become him.”

“I promise.”

Though she had only just turned to look at the Siren, the captain seemed to have already heard her inner voice, speaking in a low promise. Seeing that she was finally willing to raise her head, she revealed a slight smile.

“You wait for me here.”

These words were directed at Alfie. After it responded by flying up to land in the Siren’s raised palm, Roy nodded slightly to her again, then stepped into the room.

The wooden door closed silently, as if separating a secret place.

The Siren’s quarters had been deliberately chosen, adjacent to the ship doctor’s room and in the quietest spot on the ship with the least foot traffic, though the interior was arranged by her personally.

The room was very spacious. Aside from tables, chairs, and a wooden bed that were plain to the extreme, the only decoration was the light blue gauze curtains that heavily shrouded the portholes.

At this time, the porthole was half-open, with sea breezes occasionally lifting the curtains and causing light and shadows to shift.

Weak daylight climbed to the bedside, illuminating that “ball of fur.”

Roy came to the bedside, half-kneeling before it, looking at the cat that seemed somewhat cold when awake but appeared especially tranquil while sleeping soundly, reaching out to gently stroke it.

Before the young woman’s hand touched the cat, it was like a stone sculpture with barely any signs of life.

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Even breathing and heartbeat were almost absent.

This wasn’t eternal sleep, but for ordinary creatures, it wasn’t far from it.

Previously, the captain only knew that it had paid a heavy price for forcibly entering dreams, thus using a death-like state to escape fate’s backlash as much as possible.

But upon awakening, she understood that its current situation still differed from her guess, because there were no invisible chains ready to bind it at any moment, pierce its heart and soul. On the contrary, they were gently embracing it.

Like a cradle.

Though she had already seen part of the world’s truth, there were still many things the young woman couldn’t understand, such as what exactly those invisible threads were.

Were they manifestations of fate, or did they represent the rule fragments that the cat embodied?

No one could answer her.

But at least, she could try to do something.

The young woman reached toward the Siamese cat, disturbing the threads, and in that instant, she seemed to hear clear bell chimes and see rapidly flowing ribbons.

As if fate was being rewritten and time was flowing backward.

A brief moment that felt like countless years had passed. Finally, after touching countless threads, Roy’s hand gently fell upon the soft cat fur.

Her pupils that had suddenly brightened just now gradually dimmed in this moment, showing deep fatigue, and then she called out softly.

“Time to wake up, Mango.”

But… the cat still didn’t wake.

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After a long silence, the captain withdrew her hand and sighed deeply.

Failure was only natural. Let alone having just awakened, even if she could truly become the devil from hundreds of years ago, facing that completely unknown domain, she probably couldn’t do much better.

The only thing she could be certain of was that the cat should wake earlier, but exactly when remained an unknown.

But still… there was some unwillingness.

If Mango couldn’t wake up, she couldn’t turn back.

Precisely because of awakening, with many unknowns receding, Roy understood even more clearly that her newly awakened self probably still fell short of the great power that Enzo had displayed according to her subordinates.

Even that night curtain capable of swallowing heaven and sea couldn’t defeat that spectral creature, so her current self naturally couldn’t either. Thus, only the path of escape remained.

Then let her escape first.

As Enzo had said, where there’s life, there’s hope.

The vexation and unwillingness didn’t last long. Roy soon settled her mind again, leaning forward to gently touch foreheads with the Siamese cat. After leaving the words “I’ll come see you again,” she rose and left the bedside, walking leisurely out of the room.

A few soft words, the sound of the raven’s wing beats rising and fading. Not until the footsteps outside the door had gone far and could no longer be heard clearly did the Siren enter the room and sit back beside the cat.

But upon seeing the cat, ripples suddenly appeared in her consistently calm eyes.

Because compared to just moments before, the Siamese cat now seemed to have been given life anew, returning from its sculpture-like state to its previous sleeping condition.

Breathing long and deep, heartbeat gentle, expression incredibly lazy, and it even unconsciously…

Swished its tail.