Captain – Chapter 671 – Easterners

The sun had not yet risen, so there were no silken threads of dawn light.

Only pale daylight passed through the half-curtained porthole into the captain’s cabin, falling on the girl’s face turned toward the inner wall, making her complexion appear even more fair.

Logically, having already transformed into a devil and emerged from her cocoon, Roy no longer needed to sleep for set hours like before—just resting briefly could restore her energy.

But she still followed her habits, never getting up early unless the sky was fully bright with the sun overhead.

However, today was clearly different.

Because the next moment, those long lashes on her peaceful face, dyed like light rays by the daylight, trembled slightly, then suddenly “flew” upward.

The pair of eyes that appeared in their place shone brilliantly like the morning sun.

The captain opened her eyes, and so the devil’s great power awakened too.

“What’s wrong?”

Caine, disturbed awake by the imposing presence beside him, rubbed his eyes and looked at the girl who had risen and was gazing in a certain direction, as if seeing something through the wooden wall.

“Damn it all. Do you remember how I answered you last night when you asked?”

Hearing the girl’s cold, mocking question and feeling her rising battle intent, the first mate couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, knowing something must be happening—and it didn’t seem like a small matter.

So he also rose, sitting on the edge of the bed while dressing and asking: “About those watchers? You said as long as they don’t cause trouble, you’re too lazy to bother with them.”

“Yes, but some people just won’t let me rest peacefully.”

As the girl spoke, Caine had completed his simple dressing and stood up to walk to the table.

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Hearing the cold words tinged with morning irritation and the soft rustling sounds of changing clothes from behind, the first mate smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking this was just wonderful.

Some people were about to get their faces scratched by an awakened little wildcat.

But soon, the smile on the young man’s lips faded.

Because he reached out and picked up the oddly-shaped curved blade lying across the wooden table.

Then the entire surrounding seascape came into view, with those uninvited guests naturally among them.

“Captain, are you certain…”

Speaking thus, Caine turned around, looking at the girl who had dressed but whose hair flowed like a waterfall in complete disarray, making her look like a wild child. After pausing a moment, he asked in a heavy voice.

“Those people really aren’t Edward’s?”

The raven, only now awakened by the commotion, heard the name “Edward” and immediately began flapping about, flying from its perch to the table and crying out in alarm.

“The devil is coming, the devil is coming!”

Until a fluffy paw pressed it down with a stern warning, causing it to fall silent.

“Meow.”

The cat, equally deep in morning grumpiness, gave the answer for Roy, though…

Not in the normal sense.

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A bunch of idiots, the cat said.

Soon after, the captain’s cabin door was pushed open forcefully, and the two people and one bird left the ship building.

When they reached the deck, they discovered it was already quite lively—the power figures and many crew members had long gathered at the bow, gazing into the distance.

The giant dragon, which had been in deep sleep for a long time due to its growth, had also awakened, looking toward the east where the sun was gradually rising, wings slightly spread as if ready to take flight at any moment.

Daniel’s warnings came from overhead from time to time, skeleton soldiers on both sides stood ready for battle, and even the water ghost Longfellow had boarded the ship carrying Richi’s will.

The entire scene suggested imminent warfare.

This didn’t happen without reason—those uninvited guests that Roy and the others had sensed were already showing themselves on the horizon where morning light gradually intensified.

It was a fleet of considerable size, with some ships so massive they equaled or even vaguely exceeded those flagships of Auran.

What force capable of possessing such craftsmanship and resources to build such large ships could possibly be from these small city-states of scarce land perpetually shrouded in fog?

In the eyes of the pirates who didn’t know that civilization still existed in the east, a fleet of this scale could only come from one place—that devil’s minions.

So the atmosphere on deck was very tense, like a powder keg ready to explode at the slightest touch.

Until someone shouted out, and the crew discovered Roy and the others’ arrival. Only then did this situation ease somewhat, and the pirates, whether wary or fervent, gradually quieted down, as if they suddenly had a backbone.

Since returning to Yadris and journeying until now, she had displayed enough power to convince anyone, let alone those who traveled and fought alongside her.

They had long regarded her as their faith.

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Just as those old followers who either willingly served or were betrayed once looked upon Edward.

Whether thinking of this connection or not, walking along the passage opened by the pirates parting like a tide—a path resembling a pilgrimage route—Roy’s mood felt somewhat strange.

“You’re not like him.”

Until the first mate beside her vaguely guessed her thoughts and offered quiet comfort, the girl’s indescribable emotions dispersed again, and she turned to smile at him.

Yes, she wasn’t like that person who calculated everyone, used everyone, and in the end…

Was betrayed and despised by the entire world.

The crew members simply… liked her. Even if there was so-called faith, it would fade, because after ending all this, she and he would no longer manage affairs.

They wouldn’t think of making the entire world dance for them.

As this thought settled, her mood naturally returned to calm. Roy brought the first mate to the bow, walking into the circle of important figures, then looked toward the distant sea.

At this time, the morning sun was just rising, its dazzling but not scorching light dyeing the entire sea golden.

The water surface sparkled with ripples, but soon was shattered by heavy hulls, creating countless foam bubbles and scattered spray, finally shrouded in deep shadows.

Over ten ship silhouettes of various sizes, quite imposing, arrived with their backs to the brilliant sun.

They didn’t stop until the distance between them and the Goddess Hestia and Nightmare King was less than two nautical miles. After that, a small boat was lowered from the foremost large ship.

Slowly rowing toward Roy’s group.

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“I don’t think they look like natives at all.”

Gazing at that foremost large ship from afar, looking at the flag flying above it—black background with golden patterns depicting exotic beasts and cloud motifs—Caine slightly furrowed his brow and spoke.

The reason for his assessment wasn’t that exquisitely crafted flag that seemed to preserve ancient charm, but something similar to what the crew members perceived, only he could see more clearly.

From the formation of those warships, the regulations and structure of the ships themselves, and through the sea breeze, the vague understanding of the personnel configuration and positioning aboard them.

All of this, even compared to the empire with its strict military discipline and advanced capabilities in all aspects, was not inferior. If the captain’s intelligence about this ocean was correct, then this place simply couldn’t nurture such a fleet.

So who exactly were these people?

Could it be…

Suddenly recalling the plans for this sea region that the islands’ legends had discussed before setting sail, thinking of the element of using momentum to pressure people, the first mate’s gaze couldn’t help but focus.

He instinctively looked toward the girl, but happened to meet those dark golden eyes.

They shone brilliantly within, equally somewhat grave.

“You’re right. How could there be such powerful residents in this sea that lacks civilization.”

“In my opinion…”

Speaking thus, the girl glanced at the small boat struggling to row toward the giant ship, then looked again toward the distant forest of sail shadows, her eyes slightly narrowing as she spoke quietly.

“The ones who’ve come are Easterners.”