Captain – Chapter 706 – An Impossible Scheme, The Maddest Madman

“The underworld… is that the ancestor’s world?”

Thinking of the ghost bridge leading to the crossroads in the Great Triangle, thinking of the ghost fleet that surrounded the nameless island as the devil’s last line of defense, Roy asked softly.

Whether from the Hydra’s perspective or from the fact that these otherworldly things were willing to serve him, this was the only answer. Though the young woman was asking, it sounded more like a statement.

The pirates who heard this, though they didn’t know the full situation, still couldn’t help but feel their hearts sink.

They naturally thought the so-called underworld was full of things like the Drowned Captain, since the world of souls after death sounded connected to undead ships.

The speculation was wrong, but the conclusion wasn’t much different.

Whether ships of the dead or ghost fleets, they were all the devil’s minions in the end.

“From a results perspective, you could say that.”

Hearing the young woman’s quiet question, Gerard nodded slightly: “In the past, before he fell out with that devil, he once told me that among the divine power he had stolen, there existed a method to perceive unextinguished souls and bring them back.”

“That is to say… resurrection from the dead.”

After saying those last four words, the man turned his eyes to look at Richi and Vivian sitting beside him, smiling: “You should understand this better.”

The implication couldn’t be clearer.

Those who had witnessed Richi’s eternal sleep alongside Lance and others, and had already been shocked when he returned, naturally didn’t react much to these words.

The representatives from the Ghost Scythe showed strange looks in their eyes, thinking privately that the rumors were actually true.

The Blood-Eyed Butcher really had been resurrected from the dead.

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Seeing Gerard look at him, the blood-eyed youth nodded in acknowledgment, but then frowned slightly: “I was indeed brought back by the Lady, and although my consciousness was unclear at the time and I couldn’t sense much, I can confirm that place was definitely not some underworld.”

“Because there were no ghosts or sunken ships there—only pure darkness could be seen.”

“Only darkness.”

After listening, Gerard said approvingly: “So I think that must be true death—no sensation, no meaning, nothing at all.”

“When it comes, life force completely dissipates, and the soul perishes along with it.”

“But before that, the divine being took notice of you.”

This was an explanation for the youth, and also an elucidation of the true meaning of that method for everyone.

When he finished speaking, Gerard withdrew his gaze, glanced around at the pirates who were struggling to understand, and finally looked back at Roy, who had gained some understanding.

“Yes, this is what I know—the truth hidden behind so-called resurrection.”

“But this already requires delving into rules, the supreme authority that only gods possess. Even though Edward has usurped divine power, he couldn’t do this before taking that step.”

“He could ‘see’ souls, but couldn’t bring back the real them—only obtaining ghost after ghost with empty ‘shells,’ crafting a puppet-like fleet.”

The young woman, who was approaching the truth, also looked at him, meeting those eyes full of tenderness for a moment before unnaturally looking away, following his words: “Then this is the old dynasty the devil established in the Cursed Sea.”

“Because he couldn’t do more, he simply drove—or rather fed—so many people to that serpent, sank so many ships, all to use the underworld…”

“As an alternative military supply depot?”

Though these methods were utterly inhumane, they were quite reasonable when applied to that person.

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Because that devil could no longer be considered human.

The young woman’s speculation made everyone present feel somewhat cold, and they looked toward Gerard for confirmation.

What made them even more chilled was that the man nodded in agreement with her view, saying: “Indeed, when I first entered these waters, all I saw was ghostly blue.”

Not the color of the Cursed Sea, but those ships and people.

Everywhere you looked, omnipresent.

As for why they couldn’t be seen now… that was naturally the clarity he had fought to achieve.

There were no fools present—they quickly figured this out, their reverence for him growing even stronger.

Truly worthy of being Captain Gerard.

“However, though I haven’t found a way to completely finish off those ghosts and sunken ships, there’s no need to worry too much, because the underworld is very ‘far’ from the present world.”

“So ‘far’ that for them to make a comeback, if not a hundred years, at least several decades would be needed.”

“So the fleet outside the lonely island now is Edward’s last card.”

At this point, Gerard said no more, because all secrets and truths had been laid bare under the light of day—what was needed now was only summary and the next plan.

And these steps should naturally be returned to Roy, since she was the captain.

She was the protagonist of that destined battle.

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To allow everyone to digest this shocking information, the conference room was quiet for a long time.

When enough time had passed, a clear clapping sound came from the head of the table.

Everyone snapped to attention, looking toward the young woman above.

“Well then, everyone, the situation is quite clear now.”

Thinking of Enzo’s deduced current state, Roy leaned back in her chair, lowering her eyelids so her emotions couldn’t be read: “Our dear Captain Enzo should now be… a wandering soul without memory, in a daze?”

“And from all perspectives, his current location should be outside that lonely island.”

As she spoke, the young woman couldn’t help but recall what her father had said earlier about the underworld being very “far” from the present world. She paused, casting an inquiring glance at him.

After briefly meeting his eyes, she looked away, having her answer.

Even storms seemed to flicker in her dark golden pupils, her shock unable to settle for a long time.

Could it be that Enzo appearing decades early in the devil’s guard fleet was because the ancestor knew she was approaching and had no more time?

So… unable to wait for that decaying air to completely corrode that curtain of night’s memory, emotions, and even soul, he left him halfway as a killing move.

To oppose her father, or more variables that might appear during the final battle.

But that devil hadn’t expected Enzo to leave behind a wisp of night.

Could this even be a scheme?

But whose handiwork was this? Was it a heaven-deceiving plan by Enzo and the islands’ leader? Or could it be that even the Lady, who wandered beyond the world, had participated?

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No, no one could do it.

Roy’s thoughts raced, and in an extremely brief moment, she reached the only conclusion.

Not to mention people in the world—even with calculations like the Lady’s, it would be absolutely impossible to construct such a killing scheme, because there were far too many uncontrollable factors.

It could even be said that every step could face failure, the kind with slim chances of success.

No one could guarantee anything.

So this matter had nothing to do with strategy at all—it couldn’t even be called the most clumsy trick. If anything had to be said, it was filled everywhere with the three words “adapting to circumstances.”

It was a gamble so mad it couldn’t be madder, staking everything with absolutely no way back!

Yes, if even gods couldn’t calculate that devil, then what could deceive him?

Only death—real, most thorough death.

You’re really something, Enzo, you…

The maddest madman in the world.

Though she had an answer, firstly it was completely unconfirmable, and secondly, scheming against the ancestor was something that couldn’t even be spoken of. So when Roy looked toward the pirates, she changed her words: “Though I don’t know the reason, he should be there.”

“Guiding us on one hand, while on the other waiting for us to give him final release.”

“Yes, that’s how it is.”