Captain – Chapter 734 – Night Curtain Falls Again

The final different realm shattered, the thin fog gradually thickened, and the journey chasing the night finally came to an end.

But this time, the “awakened” Roy didn’t leap up again to fly lightly across several warships. Instead, from the center of the ghost ship’s deck, she came to the side rail.

Then she raised her eyes to look ahead, watching the night dance through the air.

Whether “exhausted” from fleeing or because the destination was near and its mission about to end, it flew very slowly.

Beyond the girl’s visible range, what met her eyes was still all mist, only that wisp of gently flying “black silk” and the things it touched and tinged were faintly visible.

That was a broken ship rail.

And in the corner revealed by that railing, besides cracks, there were also some elegant patterns.

Looking tranquil and beautiful, as if they were copies of that gracefully dancing night.

So she recognized that ship.

Because many years ago, on that deep night pursuing the eternal ship, she had gripped the railing carved with such patterns, secretly poking her head out to watch that man.

So, will you still be there?

Recalling childhood memories, the captain silently asked, feeling somewhat timid for a moment.

Timid that everything was just a dream, that the person had only left guidance or would still leave.

Even more timid about meeting him and being unable to suppress her emotions, not knowing how to face his love.

Of course, this referred to paternal affection, but equally selfless, making her – who had walked the path of growth almost alone and rarely felt such emotion – feel timid.

After all, though in others’ eyes he was just the Night Curtain Captain who, because of her father, loved the house and its crow and gave her special care, his meaning to her was far more than that.

He was the shadow she pursued all along on the boundless sea, the silhouette of all the beautiful imaginings she held about freedom, unrestraint, and everything about pirates.

Most importantly, this silhouette didn’t exist only in legends, hanging distant in the sky.

But would occasionally be “encountered” by her, bringing some stories or brief companionship.

Like a brother, like a father.

Even after becoming a legend and embarking on the journey to pursue the devil’s treasure, their meetings grew rare and she often huffed competitively, but her feelings had never faded.

But who could have thought that the reunion after a long separation would bring not warmth.

But the saddest, most complete farewell.

Now crossing the old sea through countless dangers, finally having hope of seeing him…

How could she not be nervous?

But whether the emotional fluctuations or the seemingly long process of the night’s flight, everything actually happened in an instant. Soon, Roy suddenly awakened.

Because that trace of night trembled slightly when it crossed the ship rail and approached the deck’s center.

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Then it disappeared without warning.

As if swallowed by the mist.

The impact and sense of loss brought by that scene made the girl unable to maintain calm any longer.

She suppressed her thoughts and leaped without hesitation, stepping on the railing before her, using the reaction force and the incoming wind current to reach that warship in just a few breaths.

When she landed, she encountered several ghosts as in many previous times.

Some of them leaned against the ship rail sitting or standing, others maintained movements of wiping the deck or shaking bottles. Each person’s face was so familiar.

This wasn’t strange. Since that person and his ship were intercepted by their ancestor from the path to the underworld, the crew members of the Ghost Scythe and Mermaid who died in that battle were naturally summoned back together as puppets to face the present world’s fleet.

What truly surprised the girl was that they were all awake.

They hadn’t been eroded by the sinister ghostly mist, and after her arrival, they didn’t draw weapons and surge forward.

But only sat, stood, and knelt, looking toward somewhere with stunned yet reverent gazes.

Exactly where the night had disappeared.

So after silently observing them for a moment, Roy withdrew her gaze and walked toward the deck’s center, toward the direction the pirates gazed at like pilgrims.

In the clear, quiet mist, her footsteps were so distinct and powerful.

After an unknown time, the girl stopped.

Because at this moment, the intuition that had been pushing her forward and stirring the connection disappeared, completely falling silent. This also meant she had finally…

Following the night, reached the destination.

Reached his presence.

Precisely because of this, even though still blocked by mist, Roy stared straight ahead.

Eyes wide open, unwilling to blink even once.

Perhaps sensing her expectation and nervousness, whether the picturesque thin fog or their regrouping and transformation that finally returned to stillness…

Just dispersed like that.

Reflected in the captain’s dark gold eyes, the tightly closed fog curtain also opened accordingly, like a great drama beginning again, with the main actor anticipated by thousands making a grand entrance.

That person thus appeared, standing close at hand, greeting her with his usual smile.

“It’s really been so long since we met. Though just a few years, I don’t know why, but I feel like I’ve slept for a lifetime. So how about it, did you miss me…”

“My little Roy?”

Hearing the offbeat words, the girl awakened as if from a dream, realizing the man before her wasn’t an illusion. She closed her eyes in relief, then opened them.

Then all emotions turned into that trembling, low call.

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“Yes, Enzo.”

As the words fell, Roy stepped forward and hugged the young man who had already understood and slightly opened his arms.

“Look at this aggrieved expression. When I wasn’t around, you probably secretly cried, didn’t you?”

After a long while, the man gently patted her back, both comforting and indicating it was enough, then looked at the girl who had released him and stepped back half a pace, smiling mischievously.

Seeing this, though she could guess the other party wanted to lighten the sad atmosphere with this, facing his annoying tone and smile, Roy still couldn’t help but put away her emotion and expressionlessly say no, just like every time she was teased in the past.

“Come on, don’t I look fine?”

Seeing the girl had only been cold for a moment before showing signs of leaning toward that sad story again, Enzo put away his mischievous smile and helplessly shrugged.

“What’s fine about it? You’re dead.”

Hearing this, Roy’s mood worsened further, seemingly a curse but actually stating facts.

Hearing this, Enzo spread his arms in a display, smiling as he asked her: “So what? How am I different now from the past?”

At this time, the young man was neither missing arms nor legs, his face and bearing the same as before, only that night curtain-like cloak appeared quite worn due to time and battles with specters, with faint bloodstains still visible.

Of course, there were still differences – that layer of ghostly light enveloping his entire body.

From a certain perspective, his current existence was somewhat similar to that ghostly girl, only still corporeal, unable to “haunt” at will.

After looking the man up and down, Roy crossed her arms and, though unwilling, had to admit: “There’s nothing different, just a bit colder…”

That layer of ghostly radiance that seemed to merely shroud him was actually a symbol of being a spirit, a manifestation revealed from within. Besides looking sinister and eerie, it constantly spread a bone-chilling coldness.

He was truly dead, and it seemed irreversible.

Thinking this, pain and self-blame arose in her heart again, though she hid it well.

The reunited pair were both extraordinary people, moreover the two most insane pirates recognized by the archipelago. They naturally wouldn’t dwell on old matters while crying and lamenting.

Moreover, even though the Night Curtain Captain had just awakened, he immediately knew time was short.

The invisible seal in the rainy night was nearly completely shattered.

So not only the comforting process, but even the so-called main topic quickly ended.

Enzo used just a few sentences to answer the girl’s confusion, telling her that this gamble between him and that old man, which wasn’t really a gamble, was indeed set during that moment of eye contact, all trust and endurance carried only in silence.

“Enzo, you’re really much more insane than me.”

This was the girl’s evaluation after hearing the man say that the night in the pendant was just a foreshadowing he had left before leaving the archipelago and entering that dangerous place, never expecting it to become the key to the final situation, while shaking her head.

But after the words fell and a moment of silence, she couldn’t help asking a few more questions.

“If everything wasn’t just right, if you hadn’t planted this piece in advance…”

“Would you not have fought so desperately, but sought another way out?”

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Looking at the girl’s slightly lowered, trembling eyelashes, Enzo smiled and patted her head, though it landed on her hat: “I would still have done the same.”

Not because there was no other path at that time, but simply because of you.

Roy naturally understood the hidden meaning in the man’s words. After pressing her lips together, she looked up at him again, but no longer continued this topic. Changing the subject, she asked:

“How should I find that island?”

Whether it was gratitude, reminiscing, or trying to find the possibly nonexistent method to save him, everything’s prerequisite was that she could win.

That they could win.

So she had to find that solitary island and thrust the black blade into that devil’s heart.

End all the old history.

Having long known she would ask this, Enzo raised his hand and drew an arc in demonstration, indicating for her to look in all directions while chuckling: “Do you remember what I said to you when we were on that cliff?”

Knowing he meant that meeting in the dream, Roy nodded slightly, her gaze following his movements, then she saw those nights again.

Like silk, like wisps, appearing in the pale ghostly mist, countless nights impossible to count.

As the hidden piece laid years ago was revealed and the man called the Night Curtain of the Western Seas awakened, the entire night covered by fog and rain awakened.

The nameless island was hidden in the fog.

But not just the fog – even the sea and sky were under the night.

Being so, where could you hide?

“How did you do this?”

Seeing this scene, the girl understood his meaning, thinking that what you said about following the night to find the destination was this meaning.

But… how was this possible?

At her current level, Roy naturally knew that making night spread through the fog couldn’t be explained by time, patience, and the principle of night enveloping all things.

Because those fogs were divine will, were rules.

Seeming quite pleased with her slightly dazed low question, Enzo’s smile became more brilliant. After she came back to her senses, he showed her his empty hand.

That night ring had long since disappeared, but the night was still willing to dance for him.

What this meant naturally couldn’t escape the girl.

“Naturally it’s the Lady Goddess’s grace.”

Hearing the Night Curtain’s rare words of reverence, Roy let out a light breath, thinking so in that desperate situation, you became that Lady’s proxy.

The Night Goddess, though long departed, still left divine grace in that black ring.

Enzo had “luckily” found it and passed the test left by that goddess.

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Thus becoming the true embodiment of night.

Truly remarkable.

Quietly gazing at that familiar face, Roy thought this for who knows how many times.

Night Curtain Enzo was already the most remarkable pirate of this generation.

Feeling the warmth and encouragement in those magnificent purple pupils, the girl smiled confidently and no longer delayed, heading toward where the night pointed.

But after only a few steps before leaping up, her figure paused again, looking back.

“Enzo, if I defeat that guy…”

Though the girl’s words were incomplete, the man naturally understood. He lifted his chin toward her, indicating she should go without worry, saying: “He dies so I die? What logic is that?”

“Just fight with peace of mind. His existence or not has no relation to me and those souls at all. Otherwise, why haven’t those on this ship drawn blades against you?”

Seeing the girl still had doubts, Enzo added: “Don’t you trust me?”

“When has this captain ever lied to you?”

Hearing from his mouth this promise she used to gain her first mate’s trust, the girl smiled bitterly, feeling somewhat embarrassed, because she had learned it from this man.

Learned the whole set, naturally making it hard to distinguish truth from falsehood.

But it should be true.

After all, everything he said came true, after all, he was so… loving toward her?

As this thought fell, she put away her bitter smile and finally nodded to Enzo, then turned and leaped up, diving headfirst into the great fog, countless nights rising with her.

Not very tranquil, but passionate as summer sun.

In the swift assault, the man’s soft words again fell to Roy’s ears through the night. Different from last time, there was no more reluctance, only faint smile.

“Run, little Roy, if you don’t hurry…”

“The sky will turn dark.”

As the soft words fell, the man left on the “Ghost Scythe” gently spread his arms toward the sky, smiling incomparably tenderly, as if to embrace the entire fog and sea.

With his movements, hearing his words and thoughts, those nights that hadn’t led or followed the girl but still gently wandered, spread out in an instant.

With him as the center, extending limitlessly toward all directions, to sky and seabed.

Gently covering the “Ghost Scythe” and surrounding warships, the leaping girl and the destination she rushed toward, and more distant battlefields of the present world and old era.

The sky darkened, so the entire world quieted down.

No more cannon fire and death could be seen.