Captain – Chapter 606 – Going to Find Him

The endless, seemingly world-destroying giant waves that had ravaged the Death Silence Triangle and neighboring waters for nearly two days finally calmed down completely.

The whirlpool formed by black mist still hung in the sky, with wind and rain moving toward the distance. The dark sea surface in this dead zone gradually settled, becoming calm as a mirror.

This wasn’t an exaggerated metaphor—it was truly flat as a mirror surface.

Because all the low reefs, scattered rocks, and even that island chain had vanished.

Either shattered or buried deep beneath the sea surface that had risen by an unknown number of meters. Even that burial island and the mountain of bones it carried had sunk.

This terrifying dead zone that had blocked the end of the western waters thus became history.

The Goddess Hestia sailed across the peaceful sea surface.

Not far ahead of it was the great waterfall, now stripped of its sea fog cover, serene and magnificent.

Although they had approached this place before, the pirates had never been fortunate enough to see its true form behind the fog. Now gazing at this mythical beauty from afar, they all opened their mouths slightly in silent amazement.

Roy stood at the bow, but her gaze wasn’t fixed on that magnificent waterfall.

Instead, she looked down slightly at its base, as if she could see through the water curtain and stone walls to that collapsed stairway, to that underwater world.

No, now it should be called ruins.

The ghostly “sky” had completely collapsed, mountain ranges and peaks had been almost entirely leveled, with countless fragments and debris piled up, being washed and compressed by the ceaseless water flow.

If there was anything there that remained the same as before, perhaps it was only that chasm.

The burial ground of all life, the Putrid Abyss.

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But the captain neither felt melancholy over that scene nor directed her curious “gaze” deep into the infernal depths. Instead, she quietly watched that unnatural cavern space.

Seawater rushed along the umbrella-shaped dome of the cavern. Due to the excessive pressure, that space had become severely deformed, but its original shape could still be roughly traced.

At this moment, Roy’s pupils flickered with light, faintly reflecting the cavern’s original appearance within them. The traces that had either faded or been erased by fallen rocks and water flow were gradually being restored bit by bit.

The position where he had lain unconscious, the rock wall he had supported himself against when rising, the footprints he had walked… and on the cliff wall below the cavern, holes and cracks carved by sharp objects.

Time was rewinding bit by bit, then flowing forward again.

He awakened, rose, came before the abyss, either looking up for an escape route or gazing down in contemplation.

Then what?

Forcibly suppressing her increasingly severe headache, the captain struggled to recall those glimpses of images that had flashed by, connecting their details with the scene before her eyes.

Using this to piece together the approximate past, bit by bit.

Then… something crawled up from the Putrid Abyss. Those marks on the cliff wall should actually be claw marks or fang marks.

But the question was, what kind of creature could survive in such putrid air?

“Hydra.”

The giant serpent’s name suddenly surfaced in her mind, but it was quickly rejected by the girl, because that specter had originally been in the prison within the great waterfall. It couldn’t have crawled up from below, and its fangs didn’t match those marks either.

Then, it must be some other… eternal being.

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Her gaze suddenly focused, and Roy seemed to remember something, forming a hypothesis in her heart. But feeling it was too absurd, she could only redirect her attention back to the memory.

She had once seen through his eyes that rushing seawater being scattered in all directions, and after that, what came into view was a black curtain, a layer of dark gray…

Horny scales.

“Nidhogg? But how could…”

As the memory faded, Roy had obtained her answer and could deduce the entire sequence of events from it. But she was still quite shaken by the truth, murmuring unconsciously.

In that desperate situation where the sky seemed to be falling, not only the first mate but the young dragon had also survived. This was naturally the best possible outcome.

But the captain couldn’t understand why it had grown so large. Based on that body size estimation, it should be at least ten-some meters in length, which would qualify as initial adulthood.

It must be related to the Putrid Abyss.

Having silently reached this conclusion, the girl didn’t think deeply about it, but continued deducing from these clues.

Caine and Nidhogg had obviously wanted to charge directly from that place to the sea surface, but this difficulty was tantamount to ascending to heaven, enough for ordinary people to die a hundred times over.

The grown young dragon should be able to resist, but the young man…

A trace of worry appeared in her eyes, and Roy sighed quietly, having no confidence at all that the first mate could survive the suffocation and immense pressure, even though he bore a curse and was no ordinary person.

The reason she could see through his eyes to those fragments and images was that he had already exerted all his strength to invoke great power, possibly even approaching the limits of that toxicity.

Approaching the boundary between life and death, and he must have been prepared to die halfway at that time.

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This was what was meant by a desperate gamble.

At this point, everything was clear.

“Meow.”

A cat’s call came from behind. The captain slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no divine light in them. She turned around and shook her head at the cat in the approaching siren’s arms.

“Can’t confirm. He might have made it out, or maybe…”

The girl didn’t finish, but her meaning was already quite clear.

Hearing this, the cat swished its tail and called out comfortingly.

It rarely cared about other living beings, let alone the life or death of some human, but for that young man who had shared the dream journey, it truly acknowledged him from the bottom of its heart.

Moreover, he was Roy’s anchor point, just like the devil’s former first mate.

“Thank you, I’m fine.”

Quickly ceasing to worry, Roy looked back at the sea surface, the corners of her lips curving into a smile: “Besides, I believe that as this captain’s first mate, he wouldn’t fall so easily, at least…”

“He shouldn’t fall in this kind of broken place for this kind of reason.”

“That would be far too embarrassing.”

Hearing the girl’s firm words, as if trying to convince herself, the cat called out noncommittally, asking what she planned to do next since he wasn’t here.

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“What’s next? Of course, I’ll find a way to locate him.”

Speaking thus, Roy tilted her face up slightly, looking at that solemn, approachable goddess statue, while thinking.

Whether you’re alive or dead, I must find you, or at least find the answer.

And the simplest method would naturally be to directly ask that person who had coldly watched this entire game and knew everything about the present world—that detestable old man.

And settle accounts with him while she was at it.

Thinking of everything that had happened since leaving Hipalia, of the people who had died, Roy’s smile gradually faded as she squinted dangerously, like a fierce beast about to seek revenge.

She would ask him for the truth about everything to his face.

And if he didn’t answer, or if the answer he gave couldn’t satisfy her, then perhaps the decades of peace in the Southern Islands would be shattered.

But despite having made this resolution, recalling that familiar figure from memory that had become blurred by the long passage of time, the girl still felt somewhat gloomy.

Because of the possible conflict and rupture, and because of the shadow that person cast.

A mountain-like shadow.

After a long while, Roy finally suppressed her emotions and turned around, using her great power to give orders toward the pilot house in a calm voice: “Alexis, change course now. We’re leaving this wretched place…”

“To Providence.”