The witch thought I am a Demon God-Chapter 517 - 303 Consequences of Killing the Father_1
Ivita looked surprised, a day that repeated over 9,000 times?
A day that lasted for over twenty years?
True, during the previous fight, the opposition kept emphasizing the so-called ’sinful day’. It seems these people becoming pirates aboard the Ghost Captain must have something to do with that day.
And this day is associated with the Ghost Ship Law.
First Mate Clark said, "Captain!"
Captain Dardani waved his hand at him. "It doesn’t matter, just tell him."
"Let him know that we are not lapdogs of the Valji Family, he has been misunderstanding us all along. We are constantly repenting for that day and trying every possible means to make up for it, that’s why we are here, to reconcile your relationship with the Valji Family."
First Mate Clark squinted his eyes. "Is it really a misunderstanding?"
"Captain, we are Ghost Ship Pirates..."
Turning to Ivita, Captain Dardani began, "Actually, thirty years ago, I was a merchant in the Alsace Kingdom. I don’t know if you are familiar with this kingdom, if you have any idea about it."
"Thirty years ago, when I was at my peak, I inherited the estate from my father and maternal grandfather, becoming a tycoon in Alsace Kingdom. To avoid the then Frankish invasion, I bought a ship that was fantastic in design, interior layout, and decoration."
"The mast and sails of that ship were bedecked with pearls and jewels."
I set sail with my then-age-mate valet Clark, and by coincidence, we ran into a priest on the way. This priest wanted to hitch a ride on our ship to the Iron Cross Penitence of Pearl Tooth."
"This should have been a good thing."
Captain Dardani pulled a rusty nail from his head and threw it on the ground.
Ivita also saw Clark, the first mate next to him, revealing a very unsatisfied expression.
Moreover, Clark, taking advantage of Captain Dardani’s inattention, dispatched a Ghost Ship Pirate to depart from the mansion. Ivita gave Wilson a glance, signaling him to follow the Ghost Ship Pirate who was quietly leaving.
Wanting to see what this First Mate was up to.
Completely oblivious, Captain Dardani continued, "But who would have thought that after the priest stepped onto my ship, he would constantly criticize our behavior, forbidding us to drink, forbidding us to utter indelicate words, forbidding us to make noise during morning prayers."
"Back then I was too young to know how to respect the priest."
"I started arguing with him."
"We had drunk many wines then. We mocked the priest, saying if the God of All Things truly favored him, even if we stripped him of his clothes and tied him to the top of the mast for an entire night, he would not be harmed in the slightest."
Captain Dardani showed profound guilt. "We were drinking then, got dead drunk in the ship’s cabin, soon lost consciousness, and didn’t know anything. It was until we sobered up that we realized it had been raining all last night."
"I quickly wanted to get the priest down from the top of the mast, but when I climbed up the watchtower, I found that his body had no heat left, his hands colder than ice, and the heavy rain nearly soaked him to a swollen state."
"Then, all I could feel was a lightning bolt flashing through my head. I had murdered a devout priest alive, and it was by way of gambling that I killed him. I bet with him in his life, that if the god truly favored him, the god would protect him."
"The mistake I made was so monumental that God gave me a punishment in return. At a time when we were stuck in a depth of despair, we encountered a black vortex during our voyage."
Her brow furrowed, Ivita asked, a black vortex?
Marco Anson’s spirit was black- the Ghost Ship Law indeed had a deep connection with him.
Continuing, Captain Dardani said, "Our ship was unable to escape the pull of the enormous vortex, and we were sucked into it. It was only afterward that we found out; we had traveled through the unexplainable black vortex that appeared in the black of night into the infamous Black Sea."
"At first, we thought that once we navigated out of the Black Sea, we could buy supplies along the coastline and return to the Alsace Kingdom."
"However, before long, we understood the severity of the situation. Our ship was moving at a speed dozens of times faster than it had ever gone before. But it wasn’t possible for us to leave the Black Sea within just one day, and yet our range of movement was limited to just one day."
"Because once a day had passed, no matter where we were, we would be pulled back to the place and time we killed the priest at night, then enter the black vortex again, and reappear next to a remote ghost island near Cross Island."
"We were trapped."
"Whether spatially or mentally, every day we would return to the day we killed the priest, and we were always too late to prevent it. We tried to climb up the mast and save the priest, but soon realized even if we could go back to that day, the priest was still dead, as if the God of All Things deliberately wanted to punish us."
"Soon, we noticed that our bodies started rotting day by day. Time had forsaken us, turning us into the ghostly forms we are now."
Ivita solemnly nodded her head because what they did appear like at the moment was ghastly ghostly figures.
Therefore, the other party did not become undead in the usual way. Instead, after entering a black vortex, they were forever trapped on the day they killed the priest, and so they were abandoned by time.
This was as if time were a train, but the pirates on the Ghost Captain were thrown out of the time train because they were stuck in that day, turning them into beings that were neither alive nor dead.
No wonder these Ghost Ship Pirates appear unusually devout; it turns out they’re just feeling guilty.
Indeed, the people who shout about justice and fairness the loudest are often the ones who are most afraid of getting the short end of the stick.
Ivita silently looked at Captain Dardani. After all, you’re just stuck in guilt, wanting to atone for your sins.
The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita in a low voice, "Their transformation into the undead is just a side effect of the curse. I don’t believe that the God of All Things would waste time dealing with these rubbish pirates. I think they just met some special conditions, encountered a shipwreck, and were pulled into the Black Sea by a certain mysterious force."
Ivita felt that she needed more information to judge this matter.
"So how did you meet Ray Valji?"
Thinking of Ray Valji, Captain Dardani’s facial expression softened. "He was a magical young man. Every time we cycle back to that night, we temporarily become ordinary people. As we pass through the black vortex, we transform into the undead."
"No outsider has ever been able to enter the source of our cycle - the time before we enter the black vortex. But one day, Ray Valji broke in, entering our world before we dove into the black vortex. On a rainy night, I was startled when I first met him. But his face was expressionless, showing no signs of fear. It was as if he had no emotions."
From the captain’s words, Ivita caught some crucial elements that hinted that something was not quite right. But for now, she just couldn’t place what the problem was.
Ivita looked towards the Hearthstone Witch. "Do you know what’s going on?"
The Hearthstone Witch shook her head and said helplessly, "The Black Sea is a new realm, and I’m unfamiliar with its laws. Your Majesty, I really don’t know. But this can explain that the Valji man, the one called Ray, had once deeply entered the cycle of the Ghost Ship."
