Captain – Chapter 588 – Into the Fog

Without mentioning past events, nor speaking of that girl with a special background who was still being followed by the shadow of death, after completing the hand-kissing ceremony, the man rose and left.

Briefly stepping into the light, but ultimately still having to return to darkness.

Just like the abbreviation of his life, like that identity buried by history.

Everyone knew he was the Great Captain.

But only those “old ones” who had seen through ancient and modern times, and the girl who had learned of secrets from a certain elder’s mouth, knew that beneath his glorious exterior…

There was still hidden profound darkness, and if light entered, one might still see that sea of blood, countless resentful souls and corpses floating and sinking, symbolizing the sea of blood from his killing past.

But he was not a cruel executioner, but a law-keeper who bore the old calendar forward.

A law-keeper personally appointed by the Lady.

Watching that figure disappear into the night, the deity only withdrew her gaze with slight emotion, looking toward the frozen sunset, as if seeing old times.

Just as the man said, though the Lady had fallen to mortal flesh, if anyone truly regarded her as mortal, they must be fools, because anyone might leave her due to greed, fear… or death, but this world absolutely would not.

It loved and supported its child as always.

Eternally unchanging.

Precisely because of this, although this deity had lost her magic and the Eye of Lamia, no longer able to see all the world and time, she could still perceive the great events occurring.

Those tremendous changes that had close, or once had close connections to her fate.

This “once” could span nearly a thousand years.

So naturally, she extended her mind deep into the Triangle, sensing the collapse of heaven and hell, and also sensing the emergence of that old calendar evil spirit.

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Thus she knew of that conspiracy, knew that because of the changes and developments in the ice sea situation, it had most unexpectedly fallen upon that pair of young man and woman.

As for what followed, like the giant serpent chasing the ghost ship into the present world, naturally couldn’t escape her eyes either.

Perhaps due to guilt, or unwillingness to witness again the tragic scene of the evil spirit destroying the world from a thousand years ago, the Lady who had already withdrawn from worldly affairs finally came to this place.

Wanting to see if the old friend and comrade from the past was still there.

The answer she received wasn’t bad.

Gentle like water, flowing through silent time, able to change many, many things, yet seeming never able to leave traces on that man or lower his light brows.

This was enough.

The sunset moved down again, only it seemed much gentler.

And when night finally climbed to the peak, that slender figure was no longer in its original place.

Death Silence Triangle, wind and rain persisting.

After the ghost ship departed and the white fog completely dispersed, the Nightmare King naturally resumed its homeward journey, heading toward the direction of the Southern Islands. In just over a day’s time, they saw that island chain symbolizing the middle of the Triangle.

As long as they crossed the island chain that seemed continuous but actually had gaps that could be found, and passed through less than three sea miles of the outer perimeter, they would truly leave this dead zone.

This was undoubtedly the best possible news.

The water ghosts had no reaction to this, but the pirates who had experienced the Taranhof’s assault and faced the ghost ship’s shadow all cheered loudly or embraced.

Some even wiped away tears, secretly swearing never to leave the islands again.

Of course, these people who were still relatively free and even had sufficient choice rights were only a small portion of the original captives, the rest had all been thrown into the dungeon.

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They would be dealt with as “deserters” in the future.

When almost everyone’s gaze fell on the island chain and the faint dawn light in the distance that could be seen through the gaps, Caine still stood alone at the stern, looking toward the direction they had come from, as if wanting to pierce through the sea mist to see the Mermaid.

To see the girl who might be sitting in the captain’s cabin drawing sea charts, or had already begun battle with the giant serpent.

Only when you had truly faced those near-divine evil things could you know how powerful they were and how insignificant you yourself were, so even knowing the captain had awakened, the young man still couldn’t help but worry, having little confidence in whether she could successfully escape.

“Still worried?”

The voice and footsteps from behind interrupted Caine’s complex thoughts. He didn’t turn around, still gripping the ship’s railing tightly, and after a moment of silence, nodded.

Of course, for convenience and safety, that small shield was no longer bound to his hand but had been returned to the Nightmare King’s treasury, heavily protected by water ghosts.

This time it was truly protection.

“Rest easy, she’ll be fine…”

Patting the young man’s shoulder, Richi came to his side, squinting slightly as he looked in that direction, then as if to increase persuasiveness, added another sentence.

“She’s always fine.”

After speaking, the young man no longer looked into the distance, no longer squinted, turned to face Caine, and said with a smile: “You need to learn to trust her, just as she trusts you.”

Hearing this, Caine took a deep breath, also withdrew his gaze, nodded and replied: “I will.”

“Always will.”

A strand of sea breeze brushed through the young man’s silver hair, went up the mast, stirred the changed black flag, then was carried away into the distance by its redirected “companions.”

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It flew over the great sea, passed through black fog, barely avoiding several blazing lightning bolts. Though it couldn’t bring news of the young man’s survival or sincere declaration, it finally, quite coincidentally, drifted down toward that damaged warship.

Brushing past the face of the heroic girl standing at the bow.

“Everyone put more effort into it!”

Looking at the white fog that had appeared ahead half a day ago but still couldn’t be reached, Roy turned around and commanded loudly, her voice instantly reaching the ship’s bottom with the help of great power and environment, ringing in the pirates’ ears.

And they… were rowing.

That originally extremely enclosed iron prison had also been drastically remodeled into a rowing platform. At this moment, dozens of oars that were obviously crudely made from old wood were extending through holes that had been chiseled out, reaching into the sea below and paddling.

This was obviously a spur-of-the-moment decision, or rather a modification decided by someone on a whim.

But in fact, this was also out of necessity. Under the influence of natural disasters and man-made calamities, the Mermaid’s ability to hold on until now was already the limit. Its mast was swaying precariously in the wind and rain, its power was on the verge of collapse, so they could only adopt this desperate measure.

Of course, to make this method as helpful as possible, everything that could be thrown overboard had been completely cast into the sea, even food and water were only kept for several days.

The Siren even had to spend most of her time at the bottom of the ship’s hold, soothing the raging sea. The cat that still showed no signs of awakening naturally could only be left to others to manage.

Like the idle ship’s doctor.

At this moment, he was holding the Siamese cat, standing somewhat restlessly beside Roy, afraid that she might run off at some point without taking him along.

Hearing the captain’s command, the pirates who had no intention of slacking off rowed even more vigorously, and this nearly shattered warship immediately tremblingly picked up speed.

But even so, it still couldn’t shake off the vaguely visible surge behind it.

That giant serpent was already very close, seeming as if it might burst out from beneath the ship at any moment.

Facing such a scene, the fighting squad members and gunners led by Harriet and Lance were gripping their weapons tightly, guarding the stern that might become the first line.

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Only who knows how many of those people could remain in position when directly facing the evil spirit.

Probably no more than ten.

Looking in that direction, Roy thought silently. This wasn’t malicious suspicion, but simply fact—ordinary people would probably be scared out of their wits at first sight.

How could they still have the courage to hold their weapons steady?

Just as the girl was secretly speculating, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a wisp of light mist. When she turned around again, that white fog had already pressed down like a tide.

Like a giant beast that had lurked for countless years, swallowing the rare delicious meal in one gulp.

After a brief assessment, Roy immediately turned sideways and commanded loudly again: “Stop, everyone stop rowing! Also, take down all the sails for me.”

The pirates reacted quickly.

The sound of rowing soon stopped, and sounds of climbing and lowering sails came from within the fog.

Although they didn’t understand why they should stop when that monster was already close behind them, the power Roy had displayed these days and the majesty it brought had made everyone convinced, knowing only that her words must be right.

Under the girl’s will, the Mermaid quickly slowed down, but…

It didn’t stop.

It was still moving forward, driven by wind, rain, and fog currents, gently pushed by sea waves that had somehow become mild, advancing slowly but steadily.

Occasionally turning strangely, but never stopping its pace, bit by bit…

Sailing toward destiny.