Captain – Chapter 705 – Secrets

Having Caine tell the story wasn’t just because Roy didn’t want to sink into those sad memories again during a detailed retelling—it was also because he was most suited for it.

From an observational perspective, he was even more suitable than she was.

Because whether in the great dream or at the crossroads, he could be said to have shared those experiences with her, and they had both learned of that scene where night and fire intertwined from the crew members.

Moreover, in Roy’s view, compared to her return from heaven and the battle where she found the giant ship and repelled the specter, the first mate’s later experiences were obviously much more important.

Especially when it came to providing the proof her father wanted regarding that hidden scheme, because whether it was the battle with the Nightmare King or the ship of the dead that suddenly appeared and then retreated “without reason,” they were all related to that person.

That… former Great Captain.

And although what Gerard wanted to hear was only a fragment of their wonderful journey, if it was to be as detailed as possible and comprehensive, it would still take a long time to tell.

So the conference room returned to tranquility, with only Caine’s calm narration slowly echoing.

Everyone was immersed in the story.

Even Roy, who had heard the first mate tell parts of the journey before, caught glimpses of new clues from those additional details and more comprehensive scenes. As for the others, they were all amazed by the truth behind the fog.

They thought that so many great events had occurred in the Death Silence Triangle, in places they couldn’t see, with the schemes of countless important figures lurking beneath.

Gerard, who knew the inside story and was probably the person in the world who best understood both the islands’ leader and the devil on the nameless island, naturally heard much more, and understanding gradually appeared in his eyes.

And when the first mate’s narration reached certain moments, those who had been present and felt it more deeply would supplement details during the pauses he deliberately left.

Sentence after sentence seemed to scatter into countless colors.

Making each scene in the story Caine told increasingly approach reality.

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Finally, the narration ended.

As the Nightmare King and giant ship successively left the Great Triangle, and that dead zone became complete history before the disaster caused by the Hydra, the story was told in full.

Everyone’s gaze naturally shifted from Caine to Gerard.

Feeling the tension and hope in those gazes—even Roy felt this way—the man didn’t answer immediately, but after a moment of silence, sighed softly.

The pirates’ hearts naturally cooled.

“That child… is indeed gone.”

After a moment of consideration, Gerard said with some sentiment.

But before deathly silence and sorrow could once again become the main tone of the conference room, the man immediately continued: “If we go by the world’s definition of life and death.”

Hearing this, those who had already felt despair saw their dim eyes brighten again, though compared to that last glimmer of hope, what they contained more was bewilderment.

No one could understand what “by the world’s definition” meant, thinking death was just death—could you really cling to a cliff edge and refuse to fall to hell?

Thus remaining suspended between life and death?

This was naturally incomprehensible, but thinking about transcending the concept of death, many people recalled the skeletal giant ship that had only truly perished recently.

In a certain sense, the “people” on that ship of the dead were in that state.

But if Enzo was the same way, this went from pleasant surprise straight to frightening shock.

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Because that would be worse than eternal sleep.

Not to mention the other important figures—facing this explanation, Roy was equally confused. Looking at her father who was waiting for everyone to collect themselves, she asked what he meant exactly.

In the entire room, only Richi and Vivian showed thoughtful expressions.

Perhaps because they too had experienced death and been brought back by the Lady.

“It’s actually quite simple—’Enzo’ as a person, whether his body, memories, or anything else, completely left the present world on that stormy night.”

“Everything became the past, with no trace to be found.”

“From this perspective, he is naturally dead.”

Looking around at the people who listened seriously without showing disappointment, Gerard smiled slightly, knowing they understood there must be more to follow. Without keeping them in suspense, he said directly: “But the absence of form and consciousness doesn’t mean his soul has perished.”

Hearing this, Roy, Richi and others had little reaction, but the pirates looked at each other.

They naturally had some difficulty accepting the word “soul.”

After all, the real existence of souls was a different concept from the doctrine that Holy Church believers followed—this was equivalent to saying that hell and heaven were both real.

Despite following Roy or that curtain of night and witnessing many legends come true, like Isaac the first mate who had lived a thousand years, and the nine-headed giant serpent from mythology, the pirates still wouldn’t believe that paradise and purgatory truly existed.

Because this wasn’t just defying nature—it was completely overturning all understanding.

Including their own existence and annihilation.

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“Of course, soul is just a way of saying it. It should be considered another form of existence before ‘death,’ which logically would dissipate together with the body and consciousness when they perish.”

“And the so-called heaven and hell naturally don’t exist.”

Seeing the strange, unreal expressions on the pirates’ faces, Gerard could guess their current mood. He briefly explained, then suddenly changed the subject.

“Wyatt, if I remember correctly, you said Enzo was swallowed by the Hydra?”

Seeing everyone look toward him, Wyatt hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously: “Although I didn’t see that scene with my own eyes, I’m certain that at the moment of the explosion afterward, one of that monster’s heads was right where the captain had been standing.”

“And there was something else very strange.”

Recalling that period, as if remembering something, this former first mate of the Ghost Scythe suddenly became excited, looking toward the young woman at the head of the table: “Captain Roy should remember too—when we returned there, we didn’t find the captain’s remains…”

“We couldn’t find even a single fragment of the Ghost Scythe.”

Seeing her father’s inquiring gaze, Roy nodded slightly, saying it was indeed so.

Although the Death Silence Triangle was perpetually stormy with turbulent currents both above and below sea, and later the specter’s self-decapitation had stirred up quite a tsunami.

But the young woman was certain that place had indeed left no trace of battle, not even the slightest.

Even stranger was that even the Mermaid, which had been near the giant ship and was rammed and sunk by the giant serpent, had left no debris after that battle ended.

So this wasn’t an accident, but it was still hard to explain.

After all, the Hydra might have swallowed the dead, but there was no reason for it to eat sunken ships, right?

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“The key lies right here.”

Pressing his hands down to signal everyone to calm down for now, Gerard said in a deep voice, and after a moment, revealed an ancient secret that even Roy had never heard.

“Because the boundless abyss within the Hydra’s body is one of the paths to the underworld.”

“And the other one is the Putrid Abyss.”

This was naturally a shocking secret.

But firstly, everyone was mentally prepared, and secondly, they had experienced so many shocks today that they were nearly numb, so they didn’t lose composure like before.

As for the so-called underworld that had replaced the legendary end of the Putrid Abyss, people naturally knew this was the same kind of terminology as the soul Gerard had mentioned.

Should it be similar to the world’s end, resembling the underwater abyss Caine had spoken of?

Of course, for Roy who had set foot in heaven and fallen into chaos, this secret wasn’t very shocking. Instead, she could find some confirmation from the memories of that human leader she had entered to gain command of the Goddess Hestia.

Because at that time, the airflow spat from the specter’s mouth was indeed identical to the Putrid Abyss, and that decaying air existed to corrode bodies and time.

Thinking of her ancestor’s relationship with that monster, the young woman silently murmured “So that’s how it is.”

At the same time, the truth came with Gerard’s words.

“To put it bluntly, people swallowed by the Hydra, ships that sink into the abyss under its influence, will all deviate from their original ‘course,’ and after their physical forms completely perish…”

“Fall eternally into the underworld.”