Captain – Chapter 82 – Dragon Egg

Bivis ultimately surrendered.

Faced with the rogue captain’s violent threats, he—a frail natural scholar—had absolutely no room for resistance. Having understood this truth, the scholar wilted like a drooping violet, unable to muster even a shred of spirit.

Bivis carelessly dragged a skeleton to the floor, seized its position, and then, resting his chin on his hand, watched the shouting captain and said wearily, “It’s useless, Captain. Don’t bother trying anymore.”

Watching the silver-patterned diamond ring in her hand turn to dust, slipping through her fingers onto the floor, Roy glared fiercely at the scholar, “What on earth is going on? Are you playing tricks?”

Since earlier, the captain had been attempting to remove ornaments from the nobles’ bodies. But whether it was Stephen III’s golden crown, the necklaces around the nobles’ necks, or pure silver cutlery—once in her hands, everything invariably turned to worthless dust.

This infuriated the young woman who had fantasized about becoming fabulously wealthy and assembling a fleet. Like a stubborn little girl who refused to accept defeat, she had stripped nearly everything from most of the people in the room.

Of course, in the end, all the captain obtained was still just white sand.

“If I had such ability, could you still threaten me like this?”

The scholar asked with a bitter smile, then explained to her, “The Victoria now belongs to Lady Annisdora. Unless she’s willing, no one can enjoy or take away anything—neither the water I desperately crave, nor the treasures you desire.”

“Damn it, these deities are as annoying as that devil.”

Knowing that venting her anger on the scholar wouldn’t change anything, Roy cursed bitterly, then asked him, “Is there anything on this ship that can be taken away?”

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The scholar sat up straight and spread his hands, “I’ve already told you, everything on the Victoria…”

Seeing the scholar suddenly pause, Roy’s eyes widened slightly, watching him with some expectation, “There is something, isn’t there?”

Bivis seemed to suddenly remember something. He jumped to his feet and ran outside, ignoring even the captain’s shouts, quickly disappearing around the corner at the end of the corridor.

“What is this fellow trying to do? He’s not attempting to escape, is he?”

The captain frowned slightly as she gazed in the direction where the scholar had vanished, then gently shook her head, rejecting her own assumption, “No, he can’t leave this ship. Well, let’s just wait for him here and see if he can bring us some surprises.”

Feeling the captain’s gaze, the raven intelligently nodded its small head, then moved closer to nuzzle against its master’s cheek, emitting a comfortable low purr.

The scholar didn’t keep Roy waiting long.

Looking at the half-person-high, roughly oval-shaped object on the table before her, then glancing at the panting scholar who looked as if he’d lost half his life to exhaustion, Roy asked puzzledly, “What… what is this thing?”

“A… an egg. It was on a rainy night… suddenly…”

The scholar spoke breathlessly, but before he could finish his explanation, he heard a series of crisp pecking sounds. He looked up somewhat absently and saw a scene that made him furious.

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The raven had somehow jumped from the captain’s shoulder onto the object and was now lowering its head, seriously and patiently pecking at the outer shell, seemingly trying to break through to enjoy this never-before-seen delicacy.

“How… how dare you! This is a dragon egg, the last dragon egg in the world!”

Frightened by the red-faced, screaming scholar, Alfie quickly flew back to the captain’s shoulder, looking at him as if he were a madman.

“Alright, alright, don’t be so excited, Mr. Scholar. What did you just say it is?”

Roy covered her ears, and only after confirming the scholar had stopped shouting did she remove her hands and look at the egg with a questioning voice.

“A dragon egg, Captain. This is an egg… of a dragon.”

The scholar climbed onto the dragon egg, checking the spot where the raven had just pecked, and only when he confirmed it had only left some white marks without any cracks did he breathe a sigh of relief. Then he explained, “It was stuffed into the cabin by a massive shadowy figure on a stormy night, so it wasn’t affected by the disaster and curse.”

“Dragon egg?”

Roy gazed in amazement at the gray-black egg with its rock-like patterns, and asked curiously, “But according to pirate history books, weren’t these evil and powerful creatures extinct thousands of years ago?”

“Yes, I originally thought so too. After all, even my teacher, the empire’s most authoritative biologist, said so. But the problem is, on that rainy night, in the flash of lightning, I saw a real dragon with my own eyes.”

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Some flickering images passed before the scholar’s eyes—scenes that had persisted vividly in his mind despite the passage of several hundred years, “I believe it was perhaps the last dragon alive in the world, and it must have been a mother…”

“Rumble!”

The thunder’s roar spread across the black sea surface, and torrential rain poured down, revealing the full might of nature. But no matter how fierce the winds and waves were outside, the Victoria, sailing outside of time, remained undisturbed, without even the slightest tremor.

The candlelight was stable and bright, illuminating Bivis’s pale but not yet as emaciated face as it is now. On the desk before him were piles of classics, and in the middle of those books was the dancing goddess statue.

Everything looked perfectly peaceful.

“Didn’t you say you were so hungry and thirsty that you were dizzy? How could you feel peaceful?” the captain couldn’t help interrupting.

“This is just a description, a… rhetorical device, Captain. If you still want to hear the rest, don’t interrupt me.” The scholar’s temple throbbed with several blue veins, extremely displeased with the girl’s interruption.

“Fine, fine… continue, please continue.” Roy smiled awkwardly.

“But just when I thought that night would pass like any other, the white fog shrouding the porthole was torn open—torn by a pair of bloodstained, terrifying giant claws.”

A black claw easily pierced through the glass. The heavy smell of blood filled the scholar’s carefully arranged study. Soon after, this rough-textured dragon egg was passed in, rolling onto the wooden floor with a heavy, muffled thud.

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Afterward, a pair of ink-black vertical pupils looked through the window at the man who slowly stood up with an unusual expression in his eyes. After a low growl that sounded like a request, the massive shadowy figure flew away, once again disappearing into the thick white fog.

“Something was chasing it. At that time, I walked to the window and, through the churning fog, vaguely saw a warship about the same size as the Victoria passing by, constantly emitting the grating sound of bones grinding. Finally, both the dragon and the warship left, with only the distant toll of a funeral bell.”

“Oh…”

Listening to the scholar’s description, Roy instinctively drew in a cold breath, “That dragon was really unfortunate to be targeted by such a thing.”

Bivis didn’t know what the captain meant by “such a thing.” He lowered his head slightly, gently stroking the dragon egg before him, “So I say, this should be the last dragon egg in the world. As for why its mother chose me, I’m not entirely clear.”

Roy looked at the scholar with an expression that said “don’t flatter yourself,” “No, Mr. Scholar, I don’t think it chose you.”

Provoked by the captain’s gaze, the scholar asked indignantly, “Then why did it give its egg to me?”

“Because you were the only living person on this ship. Is that reason enough?”

Ignoring the scholar’s expression that suggested he might cough blood, Roy casually patted the dragon egg and then explained seriously, “As for why it was the Victoria, I think it’s because it’s under Lady Annisdora’s protection and wouldn’t be disturbed by foul things. That’s all.”

“After all, that was… the Drowned Captain’s Ship.”