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Captain Morgan?

"That legendary pirate king?" Klaus instinctively made the connection, then immediately dismissed it.

"No...this isn't Earth."

"A name is just a label." He casually flipped the letter over; the back was empty.

He handed the letter to Aurora and then picked up the second one.

The letter was sealed with a wax seal bearing an ornate horseshoe, and the envelope itself was quite elegant. However, the rough tear still revealed the recipient's less-than-pleasant mood at the time.

[To Captain Henry of the Albatross:]

[Your new appointment was personally signed by my father, Grand Duke Victor. From next month, the Albatross will be renamed the Elizabeth, and will no longer need to chase filthy schools of fish and tedious routes, but will instead serve as the Lim family's private sightseeing vessel for entertaining guests.]

As for you, I've spoken with Admiral Fakt, and you'll continue as captain of the USS Elizabeth. You should be grateful for this honor. Of course, if you want to return to the Navy and collect that meager salary, there are plenty of people willing to take your place...

At the end of the letter was an extremely ostentatious Lim family seal.

The motive has been found.

"I'm starting to understand him a little..." Klaus murmured to himself, a hint of sympathy in his gray eyes.

A proud naval captain,

The ship was seized, renamed, and turned into a nobleman's toy.

He himself went from being a warrior who conquered the sea to becoming the personal driver for those so-called powerful and wealthy people.

"Our Captain Henry doesn't seem to appreciate this 'honor' much."

So he contacted Mr. Morgan to prepare for a coordinated attack from within and without, and to stage a thrilling pirate attack.

He casually stuffed the letter back into the envelope and gently tapped Henry's skull with the hilt of his scissor.

The script is roughly like this:

Henry distracted the lookouts, and Morgan led his men to board the ship at the agreed location, robbing the nobles of their jewels and wealth.

Captain Henry would appear at the "appropriate" moment, playing the role of a hero who bravely resists and repels the pirates.

Afterwards, he could gain both fame and fortune, and also thoroughly disgust Grand Duke Victor.

"A perfect plan, except for the ending."

Klaus continued, pointing to the hole in Henry's head.

"Captain Henry went too far. Morgan broke his promise and killed everyone. Captain Henry felt he couldn't explain himself and had no choice but to commit suicide out of guilt."

"No."

He shook his head and looked through the remaining envelopes, but found no more important information.

"If it were a massacre by pirates, it shouldn't be like this in a banquet hall."

"Knives, forks, broken bottles... those were the guests' own weapons. They suddenly went mad, attacking each other in utter chaos until the last person fell."

The arbitrary description sent a chill down Aurora's spine.

She seemed to see the mountain of bones piled up on the dance floor again.

"A sudden mass hysteria?" Klaus himself felt that this explanation was weak and unconvincing.

"Don't forget our background music."

The soprano voice that echoed from behind the stage could still control skeletons to dance even after death...

perhaps......

Captain Henry, who thought he had the script in his hands, was merely the announcer who opened the curtain; the real director was someone else entirely.

[Why did it suddenly become so mind-bending? The style changed abruptly!]

[So who is the boss? The singer?]

[Does anyone else think this mind control is similar to the Siren from before?]

"What about those pirates?"

Klaus still felt something was off. "Where did they go?"

"Perhaps he joined the party with those nobles." His gaze fell casually on Captain Henry's skull behind the table.

"Or perhaps they were smart enough to choose to quit while they were ahead."

In any case, they need to meet the real 'captain' of this ship now.

Before leaving, Klaus reluctantly put on that ridiculous blond wig again.

The three of them returned to the corridor on the third floor.

The skeleton pursuers outside the door had dispersed and rejoined the bizarre and colorful ball below.

The singing voice is still melodious.

They descended the spiral staircase, and this time, free from the urgency of the chase, they had the leisure to carefully appreciate this rare spectacle:

Hundreds of skeletons swayed in the dance floor, their movements stiff yet harmonious.

One can vaguely glimpse how bustling this place must have been during his lifetime.

Just as they were about to walk around the dance floor,

A skeleton with round glasses still perched on its eye sockets sauntered up to Aurora and Klaus, bowed with a "click-clack" sound, and extended its hand bones draped with tattered strips of cloth.

The standard opening gesture for an invitation to dance.

Klaus was completely stunned; that hand was less than half a meter away from him.

There was an unidentified object embedded in the bone!

[Hahaha! Brother Ke is about to die on the spot!]

[Skull: Your stylish wig has caught my eye. Would you do me the honor of dancing?]

[Don't just invite Brother Ke, look at our big boss too, hahaha!]

He stepped forward and, using the same trick, lightly tapped the outstretched wrist of the skeleton gentleman, then pulled him along.

The skeleton staggered back to the center of the dance floor, only to be 'intercepted' by another skeleton.

"It seems the owner of this fashionable item was a charming lady in her lifetime," Renyi said with a kind smile to Klaus's ashen face.

"..."

If gazes could materialize, then everything would already be riddled with holes.

Aurora suppressed a laugh, and the three of them quickly moved to the edge of the stage during this break.

Lift the curtain,

The singing suddenly became real.

There were no monsters or skeleton singers lurking behind as I had imagined.

Only a semi-transparent female figure stood there with her back to them.

She wore a vintage-style performance dress, and her figure was slender.

Even just a silhouette exudes elegance.

She was completely absorbed in her singing, oblivious to the arrival of the three people. Her voice was filled with despair and longing; every note seemed to tear at the listener's soul...

Aurora subconsciously whispered a prayer—

The song was not malicious, but the endless sorrow in it even made her feel a little empathetic.

"Any,"

Klaus, afraid of startling her, lowered his voice and said, "Look at her neck."

Following the direction of his finger, I squinted my eyes arbitrarily.

Sure enough, there was a glowing object on the female ghost's translucent neck.

It was clearly something tangible, its surface covered with intricate, living patterns that rhythmically contracted and expanded in sync with the rise and fall of the singing.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Alienated vocal cords

The biological organ that could emit enchanting sounds, obtained when dissecting that (fake) Siren.

The pattern on the object embedded in the female ghost's neck was even more exquisite.

However, its shape and pattern style are almost identical to the one that became part of the ghost bone boat.

"Shall we destroy it?" Klaus asked.

In his view, since the song had awakened the deceased, making her stop singing would restore everything to normal.

"I sense... she was a victim too..."

Aurora sensed that the song had no effect on the three living people, driving them mad; rather, it was like the souls imprisoned there, repeating their final swan song before death.

The two of them looked at Ren Yi at the same time.

But what he was thinking about was something else entirely.

The singer's altered vocal cords are in significantly better condition than the ones that were previously extracted.

destroy?

That would be such a waste!

If this could be integrated into the onomatopoeia module, the power of the skill would definitely be greatly enhanced.

Perhaps... she could also possess the ability to control minds on a large scale?

Randomly, her fingertips gently caressed the cold birdcage.

"Any..."

Klaus, seeing Ren Yi's sudden interest, knew something was wrong.

Before they could stop it,

Then Ren Yi cleared his throat heavily: "Ahem!"

The melodious singing came to an abrupt end.

Then, under the shocked gazes of Klaus and Aurora, he casually picked up the [Mental Cage] and spoke very politely:

"Hello, lost and found."

"Excuse me, did you drop this silver cage?"