Captain – Chapter 742 – Right and Wrong (Part One)

Are you not afraid of losing at all, don’t fear death?

Even as the young woman immediately followed with that disrespectful, even arrogant declaration, this knife-like question meant to pierce into the man’s heart still echoed in his ears.

What annoyed him even more was that the answer was affirmative.

Facing that child, facing her raised curved blade and the black sword gripped in reverse and held at an angle, a tremor arose in the devil’s heart that was difficult to put into words.

When thinking of the decisive battle about to begin, his blood began to surge hotly.

Because of nervousness, because of the rare lack of certainty.

Even more so because the young woman before him, this unparalleled enemy created by his own hands, was truly powerful. The sense of danger she brought him was stronger than any perilous situation throughout history.

In the past, even when deceiving gods and making enemies of the entire world, he had never been this grave.

Because when facing those predicaments, he either had foreseen them or prepared contingencies. Even the seemingly most dangerous world war hundreds of years ago had been no exception.

Only he had never expected to truly face the person before his eyes.

Thinking from the vast sea battle’s beginning, to his scheme being exposed by the returning night curtain and departing deity, to this very moment of being directly pointed at by the young woman’s blade, the devil couldn’t help but sigh softly with a touch of melancholy, harboring some regret in his heart.

He just didn’t know whether he regretted creating her, or not being fully prepared to snuff her out.

But no matter how much regret, time would not flow backward—ultimately it was nothing but empty fantasy.

Moreover, for the devil to have walked this far already determined he was not an indecisive person. Therefore, whether annoyance and regret or faint self-mockery, everything vanished after one or two flashes of lightning illuminated his face, and then he slowly rose while supporting the armrest.

While responding indifferently: “You’re right, child. I am indeed nervous.”

“When anyone persists for thousands of years to finally realize their wish, but before that is told there still stands an unexpected hurdle between you and it.”

“If you cannot cross it, all efforts turn to bubbles—who wouldn’t worry about gains and losses?”

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“Of course I’m no exception.”

As his words fell, the devil took half a step forward, unhurriedly drawing from his waist that strangely shaped curved blade seemingly cast from crystal, flowing with a ghostly blue light like blood.

But he did not raise his blade like Roy, pointing at his destined enemy. Instead, he let it hang at his side.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth curved into a cold, composed faint smile: “But then I thought again and realized these emotions and considerations were all superfluous.”

“If there’s a hurdle blocking the path ahead, just crush it. What need is there to look back at meaningless past events because of it? Of course, in the past, I might have coaxed it with gentle words, to see if it could obediently fill itself in.”

“But facts proved that even before it fell into ruin, when it was still a young seedling, it wasn’t obedient.”

“So let’s skip that process.”

After hearing this, Roy snorted coldly and stabbed back at him: “You buried it in withered soil, used frost, snow, and poisonous fog as fertilizer, and still expected it to obediently listen?”

“Can you speak like a human being, ancestor?”

Just like every time before, the devil smiled wickedly and readily accepted the young woman’s “praise” of him: “Of course not. After all, everyone in the world…”

“Doesn’t treat me as human, but fearfully calls me a devil.”

Finished speaking, the man said no more on this topic, but slightly raised his chin toward Roy, saying straightforwardly: “Then come, child. Try to take back your candy. But be quick and do your best—you don’t have much time.”

Hearing this, the young woman instinctively raised her face to glance at the drifting starlight in mid-air.

The faint light that had originally been affected by the Lady’s departure, seizing upon that momentary flaw in the devil and thus retreating from him, drifting several meters away, had somehow drawn closer again.

Closer to that devil, just like adding sand to make an hourglass flow again.

The man was right.

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Even though their departure had temporarily halted this ritual, she still didn’t have much time.

She had to fight quickly and decisively.

“Fine. Then you’d better grip that candy jar tightly. Don’t let my blade pierce through it.”

Thinking this, Roy withdrew her gaze and looked again at the magnificent figure beyond the curtain of rain, saying expressionlessly. Then she took a deep breath and likewise took half a step forward.

Each taking half a step toward the other naturally equaled one full step.

Thus the boundary was broken.

The young woman, raising her curved blade and holding the black sword ready, stepped into the devil’s domain.

No, it should be said she entered that “divine realm,” its most core and most dangerous area.

Because in terms of scope, from the moment the seal completely collapsed, the solitary island, nearby seas, and even the entire Old Sea had all fallen into the devil’s grasp.

Gods were omniscient and omnipotent, not entering the world yet able to survey southern seas and northern lands.

The devil stood one step from godhood and could control the entire Old World.

How terrifying, how magnificent.

Having only advanced half a step, crossing the boundary, the scenery in Roy’s eyes changed.

The devil still stood in the same position ahead, but behind him the brilliant throne was no longer visible. The surrounding tree shadows, the secret ground underfoot, and the boiling lava had all vanished without a trace.

All that remained was a vast expanse of white—an endless, utterly tranquil ice plain.

The black clouds half-shrouding the solitary island and the slanting rain were naturally isolated outside the “divine realm.” The sky vault was the same as the ice plain, completely clean without the slightest obstruction.

Only that wisp of faint light remained, and after isolating night, fog, and clouds, the clear starry sky persisted. Moreover, from where the two stood, the stars and moon were so close.

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As if within reach, and so coldly brilliant and breathtakingly beautiful that one could hardly look away.

In fact, this was exactly so.

At this moment, facing such an absolute vista, whether devil or young woman, both raised their faces gazing at the sky vault. The young woman even gradually relaxed her battle stance.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

The devil’s melancholic voice reached her ears. Roy could naturally hear the longing within. Although she didn’t get along with him, although she had never agreed with his path, she still responded.

“Mm.”

The scenery of the other shore was of course absolutely beautiful. When she had finished climbing the celestial stairs and arrived before the gateway, she had glimpsed a corner of it and been profoundly moved by that sight.

As if unsurprised by the young woman’s reaction, an approving light laugh came from the other side.

“Child, since you were able to follow the path I set for you and reach your current height, you should be able to understand my pursuit, comprehend how magnificent and beautiful it is.”

“Gazing up like this shouldn’t be your first time. Don’t you feel any stirring? Do you still stubbornly cling to so-called right and wrong? What do those matter before this scenery?”

“Have you never thought… of leaving?”

Roy understood that these words from her ancestor were not persuasion, but a sincere and puzzled inquiry.

In this world, there weren’t many who could stand at the same height as him, who could discuss matters at this level. Even existences like Enzo and her father fell short by a line.

To be precise, after the Lady and that Final Guardian of Law left not long ago, with that eastern one too far from here, she was truly the only one who could explore these questions with him.

As for what to explore…

Don’t look at how the devil sneered at the rights and wrongs of the mortal world—what he still sought to distinguish was merely right from wrong. Because ultimately, he still didn’t understand what the other shore was.

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Those “people” who went never returned, and records about this aspect were completely nonexistent.

So he was somewhat lost, so eager to know—in the eyes of the child closest to him, was this choice ultimately right or wrong, and was it worth it?

“I’ve never thought about it.”

From the moment she set foot on the ice plain, Roy could already clearly sense that somewhere behind her, bitter frost was fiercely battling night and lightning.

That was Enzo and her father, exhausting all their strength to entangle the devil’s great power and distract his attention. The faint light was falling closer and closer. She had no time to discuss irrelevancies with him.

Therefore, after answering, the young woman looked again toward the devil, meeting his blazing eyes that likewise moved back, saying coldly: “But if you ask me whether this is worth it…”

“I want to tell you, ancestor, you must be wrong, and will surely regret it in the end.”

“Because ultimately, what kind of god are you? Nothing but a somewhat powerful person. And that seemingly beautiful starry sky is actually a cage that even gods want to escape.”

Speaking to this point, the young woman’s form of address for the devil suddenly changed, no longer containing any trace of respect.

Her words became like cold wind, seeking to scatter and freeze the countless masks he used for concealment.

“Otherwise, why were the gods of old so unwilling to leave? And what about the Lady?”

“Such a simple truth—you couldn’t have not thought of it. You just don’t want to admit it.”

Finally, Roy said with indifference, like a concluding statement: “But I think you won’t get to see right or wrong, because no matter what, I won’t let you just leave like this.”

“I want you to pay the price for everything you’ve done.”

As her cold words fell, the young woman raised her blade, battle intent blazing in her eyes that seemed to burn with golden flames.

Thunder rumbled faintly in the snowy sky, like war drums, about to beat the silence into a battlefield.