Captain – Chapter 631 – Excuses and New Accommodations

Faced with the young woman’s detailed and persuasive reasons and her intensely uncompromising emotions, Caine could only obediently accept his fate—or rather, he had to accept it whether he wanted to or not.

Though due to the wind and rain hanging over the islands, the city streets were completely empty of people.

But outside the King’s Inn, there were still four attendants standing with umbrellas in the rain. Upon seeing guests with intentions to enter, one immediately came forward to receive them.

Only when he drew close and saw the captain’s clothing worn by Roy and her companion—one elegant, one somber—did the attendant’s heart tighten as he recognized their origins.

As the largest inn and entertainment establishment by scale and reputation in this sacred land of the islands, with a history dating back nearly two hundred years, the King’s Inn had certainly received its share of legends who had emerged from piracy in recent times and shaken the seas.

It even had an unwritten rule.

That anyone working in the establishment, regardless of position or identity, even if you were a cook who never saw customers or a cleaner who kept their head down all day, had to recognize all the legends at a glance.

This respect and preferential treatment was the foundation for the tavern’s ability to establish itself in Providence.

Therefore, after approaching to greet them and roughly identifying their attire, the attendant immediately recognized that they belonged to the Golden-Eyed Devil and the Deep Sea Captain.

Captain Roy’s outer coat needn’t be mentioned, though she seemed to have changed hats recently. As for that cloak that originally belonged to those deep seas, according to the boss behind the scenes…

It seemed to have become a trophy of some newly legendary figure, though he didn’t know the name.

“Wel—welcome, Captain Roy.”

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Drawing close enough to see their faces clearly through the rain curtain, the attendant confirmed his judgment was correct and immediately bowed slightly with a respectful welcome, then consciously offered an umbrella.

With the discernment required to serve as a greeter at the King’s Inn, he could naturally see that the relationship between these two was unusual. Even more surprising was that they were holding hands!

So the identity of that new legend required no further guessing.

Sure enough, seeing this situation, the young man behind Roy quickened his pace slightly, took the umbrella, then disregarding himself, held most of the umbrella over the young woman’s head.

Of course, this was merely a gesture—in reality, if they didn’t wish it, not a single raindrop could touch them.

“Your room is cleaned daily. Would you prefer to check in directly, or dine first?”

The greeter stood respectfully to one side, cold sweat and rainwater mingling on his forehead, indistinguishable.

The Golden-Eyed Devil’s arrival was nothing but good news for the tavern.

But the problem was that though she was an old customer of the tavern with her own room by custom, she was also reportedly one of those at the center of that storm.

And the other’s identity—just thinking about it made the greeter’s heart race wildly.

So while asking politely, his mind raced, thinking about how to notify those above, since this wasn’t something he could handle.

He was even so nervous and panicked that he failed to notice the extremely abnormal dryness of their outer clothes.

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Failed to notice that though they walked in rain, not a single “leaf” touched them.

“Captain, after this series of events, you probably haven’t had time for dinner either. How about…”

Hearing the greeter’s suggestion, Caine seemed to grasp at a lifeline and suggested with forced naturalness.

“Is it necessary? With our current physiques, even if we don’t eat for… it wouldn’t be a problem.”

Since there was an outsider nearby, Roy deliberately vague about the time reference when responding, but one could imagine it was certainly far more than a day.

And this wasn’t pushing through, but truly having no effect on the body.

“Also, could you find fewer excuses? Even if you really drag it to tomorrow, it won’t help.”

Glancing at her first mate who seemed calm but was actually somewhat dejected, the captain raised an eyebrow and gave him a look that said “you know I’m very patient.”

What did she mean dragging it to tomorrow wouldn’t help?

The greeter following alongside, hearing this conversation, assumed the pair was discussing some topic about war or the general situation, and couldn’t help feeling somewhat alarmed.

After all, though he recognized these legends, to people of his lowly status, they were no different from historical rulers.

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A single thought could bring storms and thunder.

But as they reached the entrance, just as the greeter was about to hand them over to someone else while he went to notify the tavern’s behind-the-scenes figure, he was interrupted by the young woman.

Reaching the entrance, the captain paused, and while her first mate returned the umbrella, she smiled and surveyed the four people with a glance, like a little devil who could see into hearts.

“Thank you for your trouble. Just escort us this far—I’m more familiar with the process than you are. Also, there’s nothing major tonight, so don’t make it known to everyone.”

Releasing her first mate’s hand, Roy gently patted the shoulder of the greeter who had followed them all the way, speaking with hidden meaning, then took the lead in pushing open the door.

After entering, the young woman’s pace was somewhat quick, walking past the short corridor where attendants and maids stood, through the spacious marble-paved passage leading to the front desk.

Whether because she didn’t want to give certain people a chance to meet and bother them, or because she didn’t plan to listen to her first mate ramble on the way, finding one excuse after another.

Knowing the captain was annoyed by his words, Caine could only tactfully remain quiet, similarly quickening his pace to follow closely behind, not forgetting to gesture for silence to the receptionists who either looked stunned or covered their mouths to stifle exclamations.

The people in the short corridor understood and quieted down without following. Combined with the extremely spacious first-floor hall where all the seats were well-spaced and far from the passage.

Therefore, by the time they reached the front desk, only a few people in the hall had noticed the pair, and because they weren’t certain of their guess, they hadn’t drawn conclusions or approached to meet them.

Only the several exceptionally attractive male and female attendants sitting behind the porcelain counter looked at the two standing before the desk with complete surprise, momentarily forgetting to react.

Not until Roy lightly tapped the counter did they wake as if from a dream.

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“Roy—Captain Roy, it’s been so long since…”

Raising her hand to interrupt the pleasantries of the female attendant she’d met several times and was somewhat familiar with, the captain smiled and said: “I have important business tonight, so let’s skip the courtesies, and I don’t have time to see Mr. Monroe either.”

Knowing that the Mr. Monroe the young woman mentioned was the behind-the-scenes figure who controlled this King’s Inn and many important industries in Providence, the female receptionist couldn’t help but swallow and nod to indicate understanding.

“Well then, the usual—help me arrange a room.”

As she spoke, Roy glanced at the young man who hadn’t said a word and looked like he was going to his execution. Her mouth twitched and she added: “Also, remember to send up some food according to my preferences.”

Facing the sudden downpour and pressure that enveloped the front desk, the others all nervously lowered their breathing, while only that female receptionist moved her pen to record quickly.

After simply completing the registration, she habitually asked: “Your usual accommodation as before, correct, Captain Roy?”

It would have been fine not to ask, but this question caused problems.

Hearing this, the captain was about to agree when she suddenly thought of something and abruptly paused. A moment later, a playful curve appeared at the corner of her lips as she leisurely changed her words.

“No, I want the one on the top floor.”

Translator Note

Author is dragging it