Captain – Chapter 623 – “Lone Wolf” and “Old Lion King”

“Of course, if you keep your eyes glued on me, I certainly won’t have the chance to go mad. I might even be chased around everywhere by your methods and those of the big shots who are on good terms with you.”

“So, to avoid losing that much face, I’ll hide after escaping from here.”

Roy circled around the table’s edge, walking toward that shadow that never dispersed year-round and now seemed even more profound as an abyss. As she drew closer, she continued speaking: “During this process, my subordinates, those people I love, might die one by one.”

“But I’ll never look back once, and I guarantee that even if only people who wish I’d go to hell remain in this world, I still won’t die and will never die.”

“I’ll hide in the shadows, like a lone wolf that has lost everything yet still lives in misery. I’ll watch quietly, I’ll sharpen my fangs and wait, until…”

“The old lion king who looks down upon all living beings meets his end.”

Finally, the girl reached the throne, with less than three steps remaining between her and that man.

Then, she simply sat on the wooden table, using this to demonstrate her determination to tear apart all rules and abandon all dignity and goodness. You must know that in the past, no matter how intense things became, even in situations that nearly broke into open conflict, no one had ever done such a thing.

This was tantamount to challenging the entire archipelago.

Facing that “old king” directly.

Calmly gazing at the throne, Roy’s sight penetrated the shadow, falling upon the man who slightly tilted his head, not looking at her, seemingly completely indifferent to her threats.

Then, her clear voice rang out again: “Think about it, old man. If that lone wolf insists on revenge, what would the grassland become after losing the old lion king?”

“Blood flowing like rivers, fire dyeing the sky, all rules, balance, and glory would become the past. Perhaps even that grassland itself would cease to exist.”

“Only chaos and deathly silence would remain, just like countless years ago when the old calendar first began.”

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“At that time, would the old lion king’s heroic spirit have regrets?”

While depicting that hellish world, the girl’s voice became increasingly faint and gentle, finally almost like sleep talk, but the determination and madness hidden within was enough to make one’s blood run cold.

And after that last murmur fell, the wooden house fell into silence for who knows how many times.

Only this time was obviously different from before, solemn as a battlefield before war.

Like the beginning of a “divine war.”

Facing Roy’s undisguised attitude, purpose, and threats that struck almost directly at his heart with every sentence, the figure on the throne finally was unwilling to remain silent as in the past.

The heart sea, indifferent as a mirror, finally produced some ripples.

That was the harbinger of an approaching storm.

“No one can threaten me, child.”

What came from that man’s mouth in response to that terrifying threat was only a faint phrase.

The word “one” was merely a designation, because it encompassed all existence throughout history, whether gods, specters, or devils.

But this incredibly arrogant declaration, when issued by that man, seemed so calm and powerful, as if he were merely stating an indisputable fact.

But the girl’s counterattack was equally direct.

“Then I’ll be the first.”

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Roy said softly, her words containing no courage or tragic heroism of facing death unflinchingly, but only persistent indifference, carrying no excess color whatsoever.

Compared to that declaration, that fact, this was not an adequate response.

But the girl wasn’t trying to argue with that man about whether he would actually be threatened, but was simply using this to once again reveal her determination.

Regardless of whether you’ll be threatened or not, I’ll say this and then act accordingly.

It was that simple.

As if he had never experienced this somewhat childish yet indeed sufficiently domineering and unreasonable treatment, the figure on the throne finally lost his last bit of patience.

He slightly raised his face, looking sideways at Roy, his dark eyes completely devoid of emotion.

Thus the great power that had been gently pushed aside due to the world’s love for the girl surged up again, rushing forth even more powerfully than before.

Even those rule fragments that had been mystically invoked to protect her were twisted, and even that connection was on the verge of breaking under the oncoming wind and rain.

“Very well, perhaps I should admit you’ve convinced me.”

Looking at those dark gold pupils that faced the storm directly yet remained undimmed, the Great Captain’s fingers resting on the armrest began tapping lightly again.

As if driving some divine rhythm, under the influence of that light tapping sound, Roy felt her own heartbeat suddenly change tempo.

Beating slower and slower, becoming increasingly labored, as if firmly grasped by a hand.

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“The method you chose does indeed have merit, at least much more forceful and powerful than what your father chose, but you’ve made a grave error he never made.”

“That is… child, you shouldn’t have gotten so close to me.”

“Close enough to reach hell directly.”

By the time it reached Roy’s ears, the other party’s last sentence had become extremely blurred, because from the moment he looked over and the tapping began, she gradually lost all perception.

Vision, touch, hearing…

All senses were fading away, only her body growing cold, continuously colder, as if falling into an ice cave, returning once again to that dark and deathly world.

Returning to that rainy night of desperate escape, to the dungeon, to that miserable childhood.

As if everything she had done so far had lost all meaning.

“Meow.”

Having been watching all along, the Siamese cat on the other side of the long table noticed the sudden change at the first moment and stood up, calling out in warning.

Facing that vast ocean-like great power, its deep blue eyes contracted into vertical slits, its gray fur unconsciously bristling all over, yet it still prepared for a desperate fight.

But as that man said, the girl was too close to him, in other words, too far from it.

Although for beings like them, any distance could be considered within reach, if they truly fought for life and death, that nearly nonexistent influence would be infinitely magnified.

A moment’s advantage would change the outcome.

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If this matter continued to develop as it was, then the girl and cat would already be trapped in a predicament—no, it should be called an unsolvable death trap, and everything would come to nothing.

Those visions, those threats, would no longer have any possibility of continuation.

But…

As if sensing something, the cat that had already made up its mind to manipulate the threads of fate suddenly stopped, its bristled fur and contracted pupils gradually returning to normal.

After that, it no longer concerned itself with the changes on that side, but leisurely began licking its paws and grooming the disheveled fur on its face, thinking that humans were truly complex creatures.

Always liking to make things dramatic and full of twists and turns.

And after the cat sat down again, the girl who had suddenly stiffened when the tapping began gradually regained her softness, only the light in her pupils grew increasingly dim.

Until it was completely extinguished.

But this didn’t mean that the life force within Roy had dissipated, only that the devil’s great power had returned to silence, because those eyes were becoming animated again at an extremely rapid pace.

Confusion flashed through them briefly, followed by relaxation and relief.

She looked at the man before her who had turned back and slightly lowered his head, her face still calm though complex emotions stirred in her heart. Only at this moment could she finally stop maintaining cold rationality at all times to resist him.

Because that strange tapping sound had stopped, because this negotiation had finally…

Ended.