Chapter 584: Hmph, Dream On

Chapter 584: Chapter 228: Hmph, Dream On

“I’ve survived another day…”

The newly promoted Boatswain, Helvin, his face sallow, chest wrapped in bandages dotted with bloodstains, leaned weakly against the ship’s rail on the deck and sighed, “I’m starting to miss the merchant ships of the Purple Flower Clan…”

“Forget about it, Boatswain.”

An old pirate, holding a lantern and squatting nearby to clean the deck, grinned. “Tonight’s battle was dangerous, sure, but in my opinion, it was nothing compared to that time on Dakman Island.”

As he spoke, he put down the lantern and made a grand gesture with his hands. “A Deep Sea monster that huge… it sank the whole island and swallowed everything around it. We weren’t even on this ship back then, just a small Steamship…”

“Old Locke’s right. That time, I really thought I was going to be eaten by that monster. If the Captain hadn’t saved us in the end, I’d be a pile of shit at the bottom of the deep sea by now.”

“But this time was pretty dangerous too. Uh, I heard the First Officer… the First Officer was taken away by a god that appeared from the dark clouds in the sky?”

“Shh! Dammit, is that something you should be talking about?”

“If you want to die, don’t drag us down with you! The Captain is furious about this. If he hears you, you’re dead for sure. Did you forget what the Second Officer just warned us about?”

“…”

Boatswain Helvin froze. ‘Something like that happened while I was unconscious from my injuries?’

‘No wonder the rarely-seen Captain looked like he was about to kill someone just now…’

He had thought it was because the Leonard had been severely damaged. He never imagined that even a woman as beautiful and kind as the First Officer had been taken.

‘A god from above the dark clouds?’

HISS—’I want to get off this ship even more now!’

‘The Purple Flower Clan may have a terrible reputation, and they might be cowardly, but aside from a few clueless pirates, they have good relationships with the four great True God Churches and the other Evil God Sects…’

‘I’ve never heard of a true god’s projection making a move against them…’

At this thought, Helvin winced in pain and said, “Alright, alright, hurry up and get this deck cleaned. While you’re at it, check all the lanterns and make sure none are missed.”

“The figurehead’s protection is gone now. For the next few days, everyone needs to be careful at night. Try to stay away from the portholes and any place the red moon shines. And going outside is forbidden.”

“Understood, Boatswain!”

In the wheelhouse, not far from the pirates, Ronan stood at the helm, struggling to steer the ship toward the nearest island, Aleksey Island.

‘First Officer… Captain… Sigh, how could we have run into something so terrifying?’

He recalled his observations of Clelia during this time and understood that the temperamental, beautiful, and sexy First Officer had unusual feelings for the Captain.

And as for the Captain, though he rarely appeared, Ronan knew that Wei’en cared for the First Officer as well.

‘I really don’t know what kind of impact this incident will have on the rest of the voyage…’

‘I just hope everyone makes it through safely… I hope the First Officer does too…’

Meanwhile, in the theater space, Shawa and Tina sat expressionlessly at the dining table, holding a scroll of parchment like statues as they stared at the Gonzalez language written on it.

But only heaven knew how much they were actually learning.

Pavla, sitting across from them, looked rather nervous. She watched the two quiet girls, opening her mouth several times but failing to say anything.

Finally, her curiosity overcame her fear of the Evil Mage who was clearly in a foul mood. She spoke up and asked, “What on earth happened? Clelia, how did she disappear?”

She recalled Wei’en, who had returned in a hurry and then walked toward the training area with a grim expression. She remembered the look on his face as he informed the Guards in the training area that Clelia would be gone for a while and instructed the Guard Captain, a woman named Vian, to continue training according to the previous plan. In her heart, she realized something must have happened outside.

But before she could ask, she saw Wei’en leave without stopping, heading straight back to his workshop…

And now, the white-haired girl and Miss Zombie, who clearly knew something, were both completely silent, acting as if nothing had happened at all…

This sent a jolt of panic through Pavla’s heart.

She was terrified that the visitors were from the Dawn Church, and even more afraid of hearing that the Judgement Saintess and her Judgment Legion had been annihilated…

‘That couldn’t be, right?’

‘Lady Celestia isn’t Lord Huberto. Her power is terrifyingly strong, perhaps even comparable to the Pope himself. There’s no way an Evil Mage could deal with her.’

But then she thought about Wei’en’s background as a Wizard from the Ghost Soul School, and those terrifyingly powerful, long-lived old fossils, and her spirit sank again…

“Tina? Can you tell me?”

The white-haired girl looked up at her, her empty eyes reflecting nothing, as if she were blind.

“Tina, hate, Clelia.”

“I know you hate her. I’m asking what happened to her. Did people from the Dawn Church show up again?”

“Tina, no, Dawn.”

“It wasn’t?” Pavla froze for a moment. After it registered, her expression relaxed. “As long as the servants of the great Dawn didn’t arrive, that’s good…”

“Don’t worry. Even if it was the Dawn… Wei’en wouldn’t hurt you,” Shawa said, also looking up at Pavla. Her stiff voice was filled with conviction.

“Really?”

“Yes. At worst, he’d turn you into a zombie like me.”

Pavla: “…”

A… a zombie…

‘That’s even more terrifying, okay?!’

At this moment, Wei’en, sitting in his workshop, was in no mood to pay attention to the thoughts of the kind Candidacy Saintess outside. He gripped a quill pen dripping with ink and wrote quickly on a sheet of parchment.

“To Director Amidich Fried of the Intelligence Department: I have discovered intelligence of major importance!”