“Ahem, I did like that Miss Edith before. Besides her kindness and beauty, there was another reason, which is actually related to your father, my uncle…” Patrick suddenly scratched his head and said somewhat awkwardly.
“Huh? My father?” Phil Gray asked, puzzled, then glanced at Frank, signaling Patrick not to reveal too much.
Patrick understood, of course. He said cryptically, “He predicted through some means that my future lover’s name was Edith. I searched for a long time. When I visited the city of Kao, I happened to see a girl in the garden. She made my heart flutter. Later, I asked the servants in the city lord’s mansion and found out that her name was Edith. I felt that she was my destined lover. But she was always cold to me and treated me like an ordinary friend. I was very disappointed. Sometimes I wondered if my uncle had made a mistake, but I still couldn’t forget her. When I went to the wedding, I thought there might be a change in the situation, but no, she and her groom still walked to the statue of the gods.”
"I always thought I liked her, but looking back now, it was probably just the influence of her name that made me obsessed. In the days after leaving Kao, I found that I wasn't that hard to accept. I gradually forgot about her and healed the wounds of love with friendship. Haha, actually, there were no wounds. It wasn't until Edith appeared that I knew what true love was and what fate had arranged for me!"
Phil Gray patted him on the shoulder. "So how did you win the heart of this pirate captain?"
“There’s no need to capture her. Fate brought me to love her, and she took a liking to me at first sight. After all, I’m so handsome, aren’t I?” Patrick said smugly, touching his fiery red hair. “In this sea, only Edith and I have red hair. What else could this be but an arrangement of fate?”
Phil Gray didn't quite understand this kind of destined love, but felt it was a bit too rushed. He could only pat Patrick on the shoulder and say, "Anyway, I hope you can be happy. Maybe I can ask your uncle to hold a grand wedding for you at sea later."
Patrick, on the contrary, became shy. "It's too early! Let's talk about it when you get back... uh, back home, cousin."
Phil Gray smiled slightly.
"Cherish the people in front of you, don't wait until you lose them to regret it." Frank seemed to be thinking of the years he was still alive, but that time was too far away, like a wall covered with moss, already blurred and indistinct.
The past belongs to the past.
“Of course, this Miss Edith is truly remarkable. Don’t let her youth and age fool you; she’s a notorious pirate who has been wanted by both the Lanxi Empire and the Puna Kingdom for five years, yet she still reigns supreme at sea!” Patrick said with a smile.
"This doesn't seem like a good achievement, does it?" Phil Gray's expression shifted, but Patrick continued, "Don't misunderstand. The pirates she led haven't done anything bad. On the contrary, they've helped some poor and pitiful people. That Colin is just greedy and likes to talk big; he wouldn't intentionally harm anyone. These pirates have all experienced some bad things. For example, some of them were oppressed by nobles of a certain kingdom and couldn't make a living, so they came here to become pirates. Although Edith isn't a believer in the God of Fate, but a favorite of the Goddess of the Sea, what she's done has been changing the fate of many people."
"Oh, a girl like that is truly admirable."
Frank leaned closer. "From what you're saying, you're from the area of the Church of Destiny?"
“Yes, but I worship the God of Death.” Phil Gray pointed to the Death Stone on his wrist. “It was that knight who led me down this path of faith.”
This is no lie; he heard the proverb after passing through the Death Passage.
Looking back now, the deceased he met in the cemetery said he sensed a familiar aura on him and probably knew something. If he had the chance to go back, he would like to ask him again.
“Oh, that’s really interesting. A friend of mine once mentioned something about whether the gods choose their believers or the believers choose the gods. However, he was persecuted after leaving behind a book, which was banned and burned. Now it seems that the families of the Church of Destiny can also produce followers of other gods, which fully confirms his point of view. It’s a pity that he died too young,” Frank said regretfully.
Phil Gray thought of the legendary Mr. Dwyer and comforted him, “There’s no need to regret it. His theories have not been lost to history. They have been inherited and carried forward by others. At least many people know about them now.”
"Yeah?"
"Yes, if I had the chance to visit the Light of Wisdom, I would be happy to summon you so you could see your former church and have a discussion with the old gentleman who is now a believer in the theory of choice."
He was also very curious about what these elderly people, who were both scholars and believers, were like, since he really couldn't see any qualities of wisdom in this Mr. Frank.
Apart from the fact that the plaque on his wooden house was written in ancient script.
"That's wonderful!"
“Alright, I’ve summoned you for too long. After all, you are a ghost, and being under the light of the White Prophet for too long will harm you. I have nothing more to do now. Why don’t you go back and rest?” Phil Gray asked, feigning concern, but in reality, he just wanted to discuss some other things with Patrick, things that he couldn’t let the ghost know.
“Okay, then you must summon me again in a few days, no, one day. I want to see other places!” Frank instructed, genuinely afraid that Phil Gray would no longer summon him. He then added hastily, “Next time I come out, I’ll bring you something fun.”
"Okay, Mr. Frank, goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
A flash of black mist, and the ghost returned to the abyss.
"Cousin, you leveled up again? Now you can summon ghosts too?" Patrick asked enviously.
“Yes.” Phil Gray recounted everything that happened after Patrick left, including their experiences on the Blacktooth Shark, their encounter with the imposter pope, and his experiences in the Abyss.
“Let me think about it. In terms of age, there are only the two of us in the direct bloodline of the Gray family. There are indeed a few people of similar age in the collateral bloodline, but with their guts, how could they dare to impersonate your cousin to swindle money?” Patrick thought carefully for a while. “To be honest, I can’t figure out who that guy is either!”
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