Captain – Chapter 646 – Things Change Like Shifting Sand

As expected, the final candidates were those four people.

Because they were the most suitable, and at the same time, they were the foundation stones best able to maintain the balance of the situation.

At least the balance within this wooden house.

After asking simple questions, Victor nodded lightly to the girl who had sat back down, saying in what seemed like a question but was actually more of a statement: “Then you two will be responsible for the Empire’s side?”

In terms of birth, bloodline, and degree of trust, having Roy and her companion handle Auran’s affairs and coordinate with that head of the Howard family was obviously the most appropriate choice.

The latter half of what the young man didn’t say was naturally that he, along with the “old” forces left by that old man, would communicate with the Anderson family and negotiate with Mr. Shelley.

From any angle, this choice was the best.

What Victor had expressed was exactly what the captain had already planned, so there was no reason to refuse. After nodding slightly, she smiled and asked if he was confident.

“Don’t worry. For something this important, I wouldn’t accept it if there was even a ten percent chance of failure.”

The young man said calmly. In that moment, he suddenly gained something that usually couldn’t be felt—not pretense, but power that came from beneath the surface.

Whether as Great Captain or Guardian, he had never represented just a king-like pirate, his authority, or his followers, but was a symbol of an old covenant.

The great ones of the previous generation had made a covenant with the gods, taking on the responsibility of monitoring the devil’s lineage and protecting future generations. But such a heavy burden would not rest on the islands alone.

Those who had participated in the decisive battle between the entire world and that devil hundreds of years ago were also within the old covenant, and their descendants were the same.

The Anderson family was one of the covenant’s holders that had survived from ancient times, and their successive heads were naturally the current Guardian’s most powerful allies.

Of course, figures like that family head who operated in the open were just the tip of the iceberg.

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And that iceberg above water, along with the massive shadow in the deep sea…

Had all fallen into Victor’s hands.

“Mm, it’s best that you have confidence, but remember to maintain proper restraint.”

Roy leaned back into her high-backed chair, stretched her body, then said lazily: “After all, whether the Cursed Sea is really a cake or a reborn hell…”

“Still depends on the outcome of our journey.”

“So before everything is settled, what you need to do, Great Captain, is stabilize the situation and then reveal a corner of our vision to Mr. Anderson.”

“Not too much—he’ll definitely understand. Perhaps he knows more old secrets than we do.”

“Shall we adjourn then?”

Feeling the girl’s inquiring gaze, the others naturally had no objections. Seeing this, the girl who had just sat down sprang up again with great agility.

Accompanied by crisp applause and the captain’s entrustment, the legendary meeting thus ended.

“Well then, you two, the islands are temporarily entrusted to you. We’re going to keep an appointment. I imagine… it will definitely be a long and perilous journey.”

“Take care.”

As Roy’s words fell, she turned toward the wooden door, leaving only her carefree silhouette behind.

Caine and Richi also rose one after another. After nodding to the young man in the chief seat and “Black Rose,” they followed closely, taking the tired Vivian as they left.

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Looking at the door that had been opened and left ajar, and the blood-red sunset streaming through the crack, Victor shook his head, then looked toward the female captain who remained.

“So… pleasant cooperation?”

Hearing the young man’s probe, “Black Rose” smiled and blocked him quite directly: “That’s too much responsibility, Great Captain sir. Moreover…”

“I’m also not good at handling political affairs, so if you need intelligence, I can provide it free of charge, but I don’t intend to participate in the specific execution.”

Hearing this, the young man sighed as if he had expected it, and helplessly asked what she was staying for then.

“Isn’t it to see… whether you have any intention of transferring that rather useless ring?”

After the wooden house was quiet for a moment, a voice rang out saying “don’t even think about it,” but that female captain obviously wasn’t going to give up so easily, so the probing turned into bargaining.

Not far from the wooden house, by the river, a small boat waiting for Roy’s group of four was already in position.

In fact, during the morning discussion of that vision, she and Caine had already planned the voyage, deciding to temporarily leave this warm place after the meeting ended.

To embark on that final journey.

But when they reached the wooden boat, after the other three had boarded, Roy showed no intention of following.

She only stood with her hands behind her back, chin slightly raised, indicating they should return first. As for herself, there were still some things she couldn’t let go of—she wanted to see someone one more time before the long journey.

Guessing who Roy wanted to see, Caine and the other two naturally had no objections.

Only Richi remained silent for a moment, then before the wooden boat left shore, said, “Don’t quarrel.”

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After all, this might be the last meeting.

Nodding silently in agreement, the girl watched the small boat depart until it disappeared into the dense forest and could no longer be seen, then turned lightly and headed in the opposite direction.

She seemed to need no sense of direction, already knowing where her destination lay.

Of course she knew how to get there.

Because many years ago, when she was receiving cultivation in Providence, the place she spent the most time wasn’t this meeting room, nor the cathedral in the great city.

But rather a more dilapidated, desolate wooden house—the only property that person cared about.

Oh right, the wine cellar that the girl had always been thinking about, which she had once planned to steal wine from with Daniel, was located directly beneath that wooden house.

But it seemed there was no chance now.

With somewhat complex emotions, Roy stepped through the deepening twilight, crossed streams and walked through shaded paths. Before long she reached her destination, arriving at the front of the small wooden house.

Suppressing her complicated thoughts, she looked up and examined it, feeling that time was merciless yet sometimes overly gentle, so that both the house before her and the person showed no change.

It was still the same, and that person’s appearance should be no different from their first meeting.

But…

Many things she had thought would continue forever had changed without notice.

Like flowing sand, they could no longer be grasped or recovered.

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Though she wasn’t nervous, though she no longer needed to be nervous, before pushing open that half-closed door, the captain still couldn’t help but take a deep breath before extending her hand.

“Creak…”

After a harsh, prolonged screech, the door opened.

The sunset and the girl entered the house together, but after just a few steps, she stopped moving forward.

Because she was already standing beside the throne that faced away from the door, standing beside the man who was drinking by himself, his round table above and below covered with empty bottles.

Among those bottles, many styles were ones Roy remembered clearly.

Because they were all unique famous wines and treasures throughout the world, the kind that even the wine-loving old man was reluctant to drink too quickly—the ones she had planned to steal entirely.

But it seemed… it was too late now.

Whether because she no longer had the chance to drink those wines, or for some other reason, looking at those empty bottles tinted red by the twilight, the captain suddenly felt very irritated.

Irritated to the point of being somewhat bold, even crazy.

She snatched away the wine glass the man was bringing to his lips, stepped forward to place it on the round table, then stood up and turned around, looking at that habitually lazy face that seemed like it would never age. After a long silence, she asked impolitely.

“Hey, old man, I’m asking you, are you really…”

“Going to die?”