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Seonghwa has only had his voice stolen from him once before meeting the irritating captain of the Black Mist.
在遇到黑雾号上那个令人恼火的船长之前，星和只被人夺走过一次声音。
It was centuries ago, when he was still in his first life, ignorant to the curse that kept him immortal.
那是几个世纪之前的事了，那时他还处于第一世，对让他永生的诅咒一无所知。
Night had fallen and it was time for sirens to hunt. No sailor knew that sirens lurked in the Neveah Sea, for those who had learned became a siren’s play thing before their heart became a trophy. Sirens didn’t hunt in groups, nor in pairs. They were independent creatures from birth. Their parents only remained with them for a few months, until they were half way full grown. Seonghwa had hunted hundreds of times before, and the night had been no different.
夜幕降临，正是海妖们狩猎的好时候。根本没有水手知道尼维亚海潜伏着海妖，因为那些曾经知晓的人，在他们的心脏成为战利品之前，就已经沦为海妖的玩物。海妖从不集体出动，也鲜有成双成对，它们自出生起就是独立的生物。父母只会陪伴它们几个月，直到它们长到一半大小。星化已经狩猎过数百次，今晚也毫无例外。
In the Neveah Sea, where the water was peaceful and alluring, there were always sailors.
在内维亚海，那片水色温柔又充满诱惑的海域，从来都不缺水手们的身影。
They were all victims of the surface beauty of the ocean and the fake assurance that you could see through the clear water. When the moon rose, the water became a mere void to those who looked above the surface. Below, it was as clear as it always was, so it was never hard to spot a swimming sailor or a ship passing through.
他们都是这片海洋表面美景的受害者，也中了那清澈海水带来的虚假安全感的圈套。当月亮升起，对于那些只看海面的人来说，海水便成了一片虚无。但在水下，一切依然清晰如初，所以无论是游泳的水手，还是过往的船只，都无所遁形。
They always hunted for the fish in the ocean, their meat the freshest of all seas. So, Seonghwa always knew his next trophy would be throwing nets into the water. They never knew that sirens lurked near as they tossed the nets in and siren’s never let themselves glow unless it was a singular, small boat.
他们总是去海里捕最新鲜的鱼，星化也一直想着，下一个战利品，就是把渔网撒向大海。他们不知道，当渔网抛下时，附近潜伏着海妖。除非是单独的小船，否则海妖绝不会轻易显露真身。
So when he felt the net fall around him, capturing him, he didn’t understand how the sailor had managed to find him.
所以当他感到大网罩下来，把自己牢牢抓住时，他简直不敢相信，这水手到底是怎么找到他的。
Entangled in the net, he thrashed and ripped into the netting only to find it to no avail. Whatever the net was made of was so strong the siren couldn’t rip into it with his sharp nails or teeth. As the net pulled him above water, he could hear the jeering of the sailors. As if they had been targeting him.
被网死死缠住，他拼命挣扎，利爪撕扯，却发现一切都是徒劳。这网不知是什么材质做的，坚韧无比，任凭塞壬用锋利的指甲和牙齿都无法撕开。随着渔网把他拉出水面，他听到了水手们的嘲笑声，仿佛他们一直以来的目标就是他。
Seonghwa hissed, moving in the net and glaring at the sailors below. It didn’t take long for him to hum his enchanting melody, so sweet that the sailors immediately quieted, the one who had been hoisting the net up began to let go before Seonghwa felt a crushing sensation on his head and he screeched as he held to his head tightly, the pain so unbearable.
星化嘶嘶地叫着，在网里扭动着身体，狠狠地瞪着下面的水手。没过多久，他就开始吟唱他那魅惑的旋律，甜美得让水手们瞬间安静下来。那个正绞动绞盘，把他往上拉的水手，手也开始松动。然而，就在这时，星化突然感到头部传来一阵剧烈的压迫感，他痛苦地尖叫起来，紧紧抱着头，那种疼痛简直无法忍受。
He looked before him and snarled when he saw a man chanting words in their language, an item in hand. He squinted and furrowed his brows when he saw his necklace, laced with pearls and a dangling shell, in his hands. He didn’t think to care much for how the man got his necklace, not when he was on the verge of being captured.
他抬头一看，顿时龇牙咧嘴，一个家伙正用他们的语言念念有词，手里还拿着个什么东西。他眯起眼睛，眉头紧锁，那不是他的项链吗？用珍珠串起来，还挂着贝壳，怎么会在那个人手里？
他现在可没心思去管那人是怎么弄到他的项链的，眼下都火烧眉毛了，他就要被抓住了！
Seonghwa tried to claw at the net again but he felt so weak, the crushing sensation in his head taking out all of his fight. He let out pleading calls towards the other sirens. They might respond to his plea, but he fears he will be gone by then.
星化再次尝试用爪子去撕扯渔网，但他感到身体虚弱极了，那种压迫感在他的脑海中横冲直撞，仿佛要将他所有的斗志都碾碎。他发出了充满恳求的呼唤，希望能得到其他塞壬的回应。或许他们会听到他的呼救，但他恐怕等不到那个时候了。
“No.” He hisses quietly as he holds tightly to the net and it seems one of the sailors below here, eyes widening.
“不行。” 他压低声音嘶嘶地说着，紧紧抓住渔网，似乎甲板下有个水手听到了，瞪大了眼睛。
“Capt! It speaks!” They have a heavy accent that Seonghwa will never be able to place. He stares at the man who the sailor regarded as “capt.” The man standing, the man who was holding the necklace. He held an evil grin and Seonghwa hissed with a wince before he felt his breath catch in his throat–daring to leave him.
“船...船长！它、它说话了！” 他们的口音很重，星化琢磨了半天也没听出来是哪儿的。他死死盯着那个水手称作“船长”的男人。就是那个站着，手里攥着项链的家伙。那人脸上挂着一丝邪恶的笑容，星化倒吸一口凉气，疼得龇牙咧嘴，紧接着，他感到呼吸一窒——仿佛那气息也想背叛他，离他而去。
It was when the captain said the damned words that Seonghwa felt it being ripped from him. He could feel the way his song left his body and saw it drift into the necklace the captain held.
就是船长说出那些该死的词语时，星化感到自己被硬生生剥离了什么。他能感觉到自己的歌声脱离身体，眼睁睁看着它飘向船长手中的项链。
And just like that, he had lost his song for the first time.
就这么一下，他第一次丢掉了他的旋律。
– – –
When Seonghwa woke up, he jolted, hitting his head on glass and he groaned. He couldn’t move—barely at least. He looked around, his gaze hazy as he noted the wooden interior that he recognized from the sunken ships in his sea.
星化猛地醒来，一个激灵撞到了什么玻璃一样的东西，疼得他直哼哼。他动不了，至少是几乎动不了。他眼神迷离地扫视四周，注意到这木质内饰，是他海底那些沉船里常见的。
He looked over to hear muffled voices and his eyes narrowed with a hiss when he saw the men that captured him.
他循声望去，听到一阵压低了的说话声，当他看到那些抓捕他的人时，双眼危险地眯起，发出一声嘶嘶的低吟。
“Such a prett’ lil thing, hm?” The man he recognizes as the “capt'' squats with his hands on his knees, “‘M sure ya don’t mind that I gotchur lil voice, do ya?”
“真是个漂亮的小东西，嗯？”那个被他认作是“头儿”的男人蹲了下来，双手放在膝盖上，带着一丝玩味的笑意说道：“我拿走了你那小嗓子，你不会介意吧？”
Seonghwa keeps his gaze narrowed when the man holds out his necklace. He can’t understand how the man got his hands on something he thought he’d lost forever. The necklace belonged to his brother. He isn’t sure what the man is trying to say. His accent is so foreign and heavy. It sounds nothing like the language of the land he heard from other sailors.
星化依旧眯着眼睛，目光紧锁在那个男人伸出的项链上。他无法理解这个男人是怎么拿到这件他以为永远丢失的东西的。这条项链属于他的哥哥。他不确定这个男人到底想说什么，他的口音太重，太陌生了，听起来完全不像他从其他水手那里听到的这片土地的语言。
The man tilts his head, “Do ya even understand? One o’ my men says you speak. C’mon now, speak for me now darlin’.”
男人歪着头，饶有兴致地看着他，“你听得懂吗？我的一个手下说你会说话。来吧，现在为我说句话，宝贝儿。”
Seonghwa can’t even move in whatever they have him locked in. He feels so weak and helpless, nothing like the powerful creature he had once been. He feels so empty without his song. His eyes fall to the necklace that holds his voice once more, sorrow filling him. Seonghwa doesn’t know how the man stole his voice. He had never heard of such a thing. His mind drifts to when someone offered him a way to save his brother. He’d been involved with some ritual and the witch had only said she needed some of his blood, and in return, they would save his brother from the humans that captured him. He remembers watching as the witch took hold of a trident, chanting with it floating between her and the few other witches she brought. He feels foolish now that he thinks the ritual was a part of something bigger. His blood had been used for more than a “small spell” as she had described it.
成华现在被困在一个不知什么鬼地方，动都动不了。他感到前所未有的虚弱和无助，完全不像曾经那个强大的生物。没了歌声，他感觉自己空空荡荡的。他的目光落在再次禁锢他声音的项链上，心中充满了悲伤。成华想不明白那个人是怎么偷走他的声音的，他从未听说过这种事情。
他的思绪飘回到了有人向他提议拯救他兄弟的那一天。他当时卷入了一个仪式，那个女巫只是说需要他的一些血，作为回报，他们会把他从那些抓住他兄弟的人类手中救出来。他记得当时他眼睁睁地看着女巫拿着三叉戟，一边念咒，三叉戟就悬浮在她和她带来的另外几个女巫之间。现在想想，他觉得自己真是蠢透了，那场仪式根本就是个更大的阴谋的一部分。他的血不仅仅是被用来施展她所说的“小法术”。
“Hey. I said speak.” The man says with a snarl and Seonghwa looks at him before hissing. The man scowls and looks at the necklace, “Why don’t this damn thing work?”
“嘿，我让你说话呢。” 那男的恶狠狠地说。星化瞪了他一眼，嘶嘶地叫着，那人皱着眉头，盯着项链，“这该死的玩意儿怎么不管用？”
When the man throws the necklace to the floor in anger, Seonghwa lets out a weak sound as he feels the way the impact of the ground hurts his song—hurts him. The man’s lips curl into a grin and Seonghwa hates how weak he must seem.
当那男人怒气冲冲地把项链摔在地上时，星化发出一声微弱的呻吟，他能感觉到那撞击地面时所带来的震动，伤了他的歌——也伤了他自己。那男人嘴角勾起一抹狞笑，星化痛恨自己看起来是如此的软弱无力。
“So, if I throw this thing,” the man walks over to pick the necklace up again and throws it to the floor again. Seonghwa tries to curl into himself in the pain, “You hurt too.” The man laughs and Seonghwa wraps his arms around himself as best he can in the ill fitting container they shoved him in.
“所以，如果我把这玩意儿扔了，”那男人走过去，再次捡起项链，又一次扔到地上。盛华疼得想蜷缩起来，"你也会疼的。" 那男人笑着，盛华尽力抱紧自己，在这件不合身的容器里，他们把他硬塞了进来。
“Gorgeous.” He says wickedly and Seonghwa turns his head away from him. He feels pain bloom at his throat and he knows the man throws the necklace again.
“真漂亮。”他邪气地说道，星化扭过头去。他感到喉咙里一阵刺痛，知道那男人又把项链扔了过来。
“Look at me, monster.” Seonghwa doesn’t turn his head and the man now slams the necklace against the floor under his hand. Seonghwa bites down his cry.
“看着我，怪物。”星化没有转头，那男人竟一把将项链砸在他手边的地板上。星化咬紧牙关，才没叫出声来。
“I would rather die than entertain you.” Seonghwa says and that seems to make the man either entirely too giddy or angry. The land language is heavy on his tongue and rolls unnaturally. Seonghwa doesn’t know much of the land tongue, but he’s picked up enough overhearing sailors that he can form a long enough sentence.
“我宁愿死，也不会取悦你。”星化说道。这话似乎让那男人一下子兴奋得过了头，又或者怒火中烧。这片土地的语言在他舌尖笨拙地滚动着，显得很不自然。星化对这片土地的语言了解不多，但从水手们的闲聊中也学到了一些，勉强能拼凑出一个长句子。
“So you do speak.” The man says from where he watches Seonghwa, “Tell me what you know ‘bout Neptune’s Trident.”
“原来你会说话。”那男人一边盯着星化，一边说道，“告诉我，你都知道些关于 Neptune's Trident 的什么。”
Seonghwa’s eyes widen and his head turns to the man who seems eager when he can tell that the siren recognizes what he is talking about. What could this man want with a trident? Is it the one he’d seen with witches?
星化的眼睛一下子瞪大了，头转向那个男人。他看得出来，这个人发现他听懂了自己说的话，显得格外兴奋。他到底想要三叉戟做什么？难道是他之前在女巫那里看到的那把？
“Kill me.” Seonghwa bites at the pirate and the man scowls deeply as he sits silent for a little before his hand moves to his side and he pulls out a dagger. Seonghwa watches as he takes the dagger to the necklace and slices at it, fraying its string. Seonghwa cries out the pain and he can feel the way a few of his scales had been ripped from him, bloodying the water. He shakes at the pain inflicted on his tail and the man seems delighted.
“杀了我。” 星化狠狠地咬着那个海盗，那人顿时怒容满面，沉默了片刻，手才摸到腰间，拔出一把匕首。星化眼睁睁地看着他用匕首割着他脖子上的项链，链子的细绳都快被割断了。星化痛苦地叫喊起来，他能感觉到几片鳞片被硬生生地从身上扯了下来，鲜血染红了水面。剧痛让他浑身颤抖，而那男人似乎乐在其中。
“Now, darlin’, tell me what you know.”
“现在，宝贝儿，告诉我你知道些什么。”
– – –
Seonghwa was picked and used by the time he heard the ship rumble and the people above called out panicked orders. The ship was rocking violently and he could smell the blood before he heard the bodies fall. Exhaustion plagued his body and he felt the way his eyes began to close. He felt as if death were near and felt that he could only accept it now. He felt his song slip away from him, as if it would be gone forever and he would rather be dead than accept a life without his song.
圣 Planet 的星火被点燃，又被无情地榨干。他隐约听到船身轰鸣，上方传来人们惊恐的命令声。船身剧烈摇晃，血腥味扑鼻而来，紧接着便是尸体倒地的闷响。
无尽的疲惫感啃噬着他的身体，他感到眼皮越来越沉重。死亡的气息如此之近，他觉得自己除了接受，别无他法。他感到自己的歌声正一点点流逝，仿佛要永远消失一般。如果生命中没有了歌声，他宁愿去死。
There’s a commotion outside the doors of the room he’s locked in, people calling out in pain and the clash of swords. He hears guns go off and he knows that perhaps this is the last thing he will hear rather than the silent call of the ocean. He knows in another life, he would never let another steal his voice and abuse him. He would fight until he died. He rolls just barely, his eyes rolling up as he feels a wave of power surge him before he’s seeing black.
门外一阵骚动，他被锁在房间里，能听到人们痛苦的叫喊和刀剑碰撞的声音。枪声响起，他知道这也许是他听到的最后的声音，而不是大海无声的呼唤。他明白，如果还有来生，他绝不会再让任何人窃取他的声音、凌辱他。他会战斗到死。他挣扎着翻了个身，眼睛向上翻着，感到一股强大的力量涌入体内，然后眼前一片漆黑。
And all he does is accept his pathetic death.
结果，他就只是默默接受自己那可悲的结局。
– – –
When he’d woken that day, he found himself back in the ocean, the glass container he was in broken.
那天醒来，他发现自己又回到了大海的怀抱，囚禁他的玻璃容器已经破碎。
When he feels his consciousness return to him fully, he begins to recognize the power surging in him. He glances down at what he can see of his tail and body. Fully healed. He feels relief take over him as he realizes that he had his song back. He was still the siren he knew—not what those filthy pirates had made out of him.
当他完全恢复意识时，他开始感受到体内涌动的力量。他低头瞥了一眼能看到的尾巴和身体，已经完全痊愈。意识到自己找回了歌声，他如释重负。他还是他所熟悉的那个海妖，而不是那些肮脏的海盗把他变成的怪物。
He pushes himself out of the container, wincing as his tail sways under him. His muscles and body were so sore from being shoved in such an ill-fitting container. He looked around, still in that ship. It had been sunken. Somehow, someone had attacked the ship he was on and he had sunk down with it.
他费劲地从容器里挪出来，尾巴在身下摇晃，疼得他直咧嘴。在这么狭小又不合身的容器里被塞了这么久，浑身上下的肌肉都酸痛得厉害。他环顾四周，发现自己还在那艘沉船里。不知怎么回事，他乘坐的船遭到了袭击，和他一起沉入了海底。
He’s not sure how he’s gotten his song back; he supposes the man who had taken it might have died if the ship had sunk to the bottom of the sea.
他也不确定这首歌是怎么回到他手里的；他猜想，或许是那个夺走它的人随着沉船葬身海底了吧。
He swims through the sunken ship, not glancing at the dead bodies that no longer float, too much water in their lungs to remain buoyant. When he reaches the vast expanse of the sea, he sighs, shutting his eyes as he embraces the freedom.
他潜入沉船之中，那些早已不再漂浮的尸体，他甚至都没多看一眼，他们的肺里灌满了海水，已经无力浮起。当他游出残骸，拥抱那片广阔的海洋时，他长舒一口气，闭上双眼，感受着这份自由。
He glances down at the wrecked ship and immediately thinks to find that man and the necklace that he had used to abuse Seonghwa. He searches the ship lividly, turning over everything and leaving nothing undisturbed. Yet, he cannot find the necklace. He had found the body of the captain, searched every inch before tearing his dead body apart in anger.
他怒目扫视着那艘破败的沉船，脑子里只有一个念头——找到那个人，还有那条曾被用来虐待星化的项链。他怒火中烧地搜寻着，翻箱倒柜，不放过任何角落。然而，他始终找不到那条项链。他找到了船长的尸体，仔仔细细地搜查过，最后还是怒不可遏地将那具尸体撕成了碎片。
The thing that would lock him up again was somewhere unknown. He was now a siren with a weakness like no other—people could take his song as long as they held that necklace. They could use and hurt him with such a small item, and he was utterly powerless against it.
能让他再次身陷囹圄的东西，现在还不知藏在何处。他现在就像一个被攥住命门的妖 siren，而他的命门竟然是如此不堪一击——只要手握那条项链，人们就能夺走他的歌喉，就能肆意地利用他、伤害他。区区一件小玩意儿，就能让他彻底丧失反抗之力。
He spent years after, searching for the lost necklace. But it was to no avail. The sea offered no whispers of its whereabouts, but it told him of his curse. He was forever bound to the trident known as Neptune’s Trident.
之后经年累月，他都在寻找那条遗失的项链，却始终一无所获。大海并未低语诉说它的下落，反而向他揭示了他的诅咒——他永远被那柄名为 Neptune’s Trident 的三叉戟束缚。
As long as that Trident remained, so would he, no matter how many times he died. No matter how many times his song was stolen. He was forever bound to the item that belonged to the sea god.
只要那柄三叉戟还在，他就永远不会消失，哪怕一次又一次地死去。哪怕他的歌声一次又一次地被夺走。他被永远地束缚在了这件属于海神的物件上。
Not only that, as he soon learned that for every siren that died, their song would be fed to him. His song became the Song of the Sirens. With every siren that passed, taking a new song became harder and he became stronger. It took a mental toll, forced to relieve the siren’s death and memories before his song fused with theirs.
还不止这些，他很快就发现，每死一个海妖，她们的歌声就会被灌注到他身上。他的歌声逐渐变成了“海妖之歌”。随着越来越多的海妖逝去，夺取新的歌声也变得越来越困难，但他却变得越来越强大。精神上的损耗是巨大的，他被迫重温海妖临死前的痛苦和记忆，然后她们的歌声才能与他的融为一体。
Maybe he was unappreciative of his growing power, but he couldn’t stand the way he began to lose himself in the hundreds of voices he took on. He wanted nothing more than to rid himself of his curse, even if it meant he died for the last time. He gathered as much as he could on Neptune’s Trident-–he learned languages and accents from across the seas and lands, but the further on land he went, the harder it became to maintain his human form. He couldn’t search for the Trident and destroy it like he hoped so eventually, he retreated back to his home in the Neveah Sea.
也许他并不珍惜自己日益增长的力量，但他无法忍受在模仿数百种声音的过程中逐渐迷失自我。他只想摆脱这个诅咒，哪怕这意味着他会迎来最后一次死亡。他尽可能地搜集关于海王尼普顿三叉戟的信息——他学会了来自海洋和陆地的各种语言和口音，但越往陆地深处走，他就越难维持人形。他无法像希望的那样找到三叉戟并摧毁它，最终，他不得不退回到他在内维亚海的家。
When Seonghwa had felt as if he were called just a few days ago, he had left his cave in the depths and looked up to see a lone ship. A gift of the sea. Approaching the sailor was easy and luring him with his song even easier, but when the man snapped out of his trance, it baffled Seonghwa before he pulled him underwater.
几天前，星和感觉自己像是被召唤了一般。他离开了幽深洞穴，抬头望去，只看到一艘孤零零的船。大海的馈赠啊。接近那个水手轻而易举，用歌声引诱他更是易如反掌。但当那人突然从迷 trance 状态中挣脱出来时，星和懵了。不过在那之前，他已经把那人拽入了水底。
Having to relieve the pain of losing his voice was the last thing he had expected when he approached the man.
他找上那家伙，本以为能摆脱失去声音的痛苦，结果却发现，不得不面对另一种“忍痛割爱”，这真是他始料未及的。
So now, he was stuck, locked in some prison on his ship. He was stuck in his human form too, which although usually drained much of his energy, seemed to be easier than he had thought. Maybe because his song belonged to a human now, he didn’t have to worry about returning to the sea. Or maybe it’s because he hadn’t ventured far from the sea yet, still close to home, only, he was on a ship.
所以现在，他被困住了，就像被锁在了自己船上的某个牢笼里。而且他还被迫维持着人形，虽然这通常会榨干他大部分的精力，但现在似乎比他想象的要容易得多。也许是因为他的歌声现在属于一个人类，他不必再担心回到海里了。又或者，是因为他还没离开大海太远，仍然离家很近，只不过，他现在是在一艘船上。
The witch and the captain had left by now and he was left to his own thoughts.
现在女巫和船长已经走了，只剩下他独自一人，思绪万千。
The witch confirmed that he could break his curse. That he knew how to break it too. He just needed to find the trident so he could destroy it for good. His mind drifts to the captain questioning him about the trident. Hongjoong was looking for it too. Helping the captain find it might end up being in his best interest, but he has to be careful. If the captain got too close to the trident, he might lose his song forever. He doesn’t know what the witch and captain went off to discuss.
女巫确认了他可以解除诅咒。而且他还知道该怎么做。他只需要找到三叉戟，彻底毁掉它。他的思绪飘到了船长质问他关于三叉戟的事情上。洪中也在找它。帮助船长找到它可能最终对他最有利，但他必须小心。如果船长太靠近三叉戟，他可能会永远失去他的歌声。他不知道女巫和船长出去讨论了些什么。
He isn’t sure if the captain knows what it takes to end Seonghwa’s curse, or if he had even known that Seonghwa was cursed in the first place. The captain, now that he thinks about it, seems to not know much about the trident and what it acquires. He hadn’t even known he’d stolen Seonghwa’s song when he’d muttered the words “your song belongs to me” in the tongue of the sea. It’s possible that the captain truly knew little to nothing, yet still pursued the trident blindly.
他也不确定船长是否知道解除星河诅咒的方法，或者说，船长一开始是否知道星河被诅咒了。现在想想，船长似乎对三叉戟及其能力知之甚少。他甚至不知道，当他用海的语言低语出“你的歌属于我”时，就已经偷走了星河的歌。也许船长真的知之甚少，却仍然盲目地追求着三叉戟。
That could be Seonghwa’s advantage, he plots.
这或许会成为星化的优势，他暗自盘算着。
His eyes snap to the door of the brig as it swings open and the captain stalks in. He grins when he notices Seonghwa’s sharp eyes watching him walk and stand before the prison. The captain crosses his arms. Seonghwa expects the pirate to speak, but he remains silent. He’s observing Seonghwa, eyes jumping around his face and figure. Seonghwa refuses the urge to shift under the hard gaze and instead, opts to speak.
禁闭室的门砰地一声打开，船长径直走了进来，星华的目光立刻被吸引过去。船长注意到星华锐利的眼神，咧嘴一笑，走到牢房前站定。他抱起胳膊，星华以为他要开口说话，但他却一言不发，只是上下打量着星华，眼神在他脸上和身上游移。星华强忍住在这充满压迫感的注视下挪动身体的冲动，选择率先打破沉默。
“What do you know about the trident?” Hongjoong’s eyes snap up to meet his and he blinks before he shifts slightly.
“你对三叉戟了解多少？” 洪中猛地抬眼看他，眨了眨眼，身体不自觉地动了一下。
“Did you have a sudden change of heart?” Hongjoong counters, rather than answering Seonghwa’s question and it could confirm Seonghwa’s suspicion that the pirate really didn’t know much.
“怎么，突然心软了？” 洪中不答反问，与其说是回答星化的疑问，倒不如说更像是印证了星化的猜疑——这海盗头子是真的啥都不懂。
“Are you dodging my question, captain?” Seonghwa tilts his head and the captain mocks his action.
“船长这是在回避我的问题吗？” 星化微微歪头，船长也学着他的样子，轻佻地模仿了一下。
“Are you dodging mine?” Seonghwa narrows his eyes. He stares before he unfurls his legs that he’d brought to his chest and moves to stand up. He had known he had some height over the captain, but it doesn’t particularly make him feel much stronger or powerful than him. There was something about the captain’s aura that made Seonghwa tread carefully.
“躲我呢？” 星化眯起眼睛，直勾勾地盯着弘中，然后才缓缓放下盘着的双腿，站起身来。他早就知道自己比队长高一些，但这并没有让他觉得自己更强大。弘中身上总有种特别的气场，让星化不得不小心翼翼。
“I don’t think you know much about the trident.” Seonghwa says as he walks towards the bars caging him, Hongjoong not standing far behind the other side of them. He threads his hands through the bars, resting them on the slot with the padlock that kept him locked inside.
“我看你对三叉戟是一窍不通啊。” 星化一边说着，一边朝禁锢他的牢笼走去，弘中就站在铁栏的另一边，离他不远。他将手伸进铁栏，搭在挂着锁的插槽上，那把锁让他只能困在这里。
“What makes you say that?” Hongjoong doesn’t deny nor confirm Seonghwa’s suspicion.
“这话怎么讲？” 洪仲基既没否认，也没承认星化的怀疑，模棱两可地反问道。
“What items do you need to unlock the trident?” Seonghwa questions and Hongjoong is unmoving, blinking once as he thinks. Perhaps he doesn’t know that much.
“解锁三叉戟需要什么？” 星化问。洪中一动不动，只是眨了一下眼睛，似乎在思考。也许他知道的并不多。
“I have you.” Hongjoong says and Seonghwa scoffs.
“现在你是我的了。” 弘中说着，星和嗤笑一声。
“You must be mad to go after something and not know the cost.” Seonghwa shakes his head, surprised by the mere knowledge Hongjoong had. Seonghwa would then be able to feed him knowledge, truthful, but only enough to ensure that Hongjoong wasn’t aware that Seonghwa would break the trident when the day came that they found it.
“你肯定疯了才会去追逐一样东西，却连代价都不知道。”星化摇了摇头，惊讶于弘中竟然知道这些。这样一来，星化就能给他灌输知识，真实的知识，但只会给他刚刚好的量，确保弘中不会意识到，当他们找到三叉戟的那天，星化会毁了它。
“I would be stupid to tell you everything I know, wouldn’t I?” Hongjoong raises his brows and Seonghwa sighs, “How would I know if you lied to me or not?”
“我要是把我肚子里那点东西都掏给你，那我得多傻啊，你说是不是？” 弘中挑了挑眉，星和叹了口气，“我要怎么知道你有没有跟我耍花样？”
Seonghwa’s eyes drop to his song, trapped in the necklace that haunted him. He wants to know how the pirate found it. He had spent so many years searching for the necklace, only for a measly pirate to find it centuries later and use it against him.
星化的目光落在了那条项链上，他的歌声被禁锢其中，简直成了他的梦魇。他想知道那个海盗究竟是怎么找到它的。他可是花了那么多年四处寻觅，结果却被一个卑微的海盗在几个世纪后找到，还用它来对付自己。这真是……忍痛割爱，还是被狠狠地压榨啊！
Hongjoong doesn’t have to feel for the necklace to know that it’s what Seonghwa is staring at, “I only intend to use your voice as collateral. Should you decide to do anything reckless,” Seonghwa’s eyes raise back to Hongjoong’s, “Then I will resort to using it against you.”
洪仲不用摸也知道，星化盯着的是他脖子上的项链。“我只是想用你的声音做抵押。如果你胆敢轻举妄动，”星化的目光又回到了洪仲的脸上，“那么我不介意用它来对付你。”
“What makes you think I care for my song that much?” Seonghwa scowls and Hongjoong laughs.
“你哪儿来的错觉，觉得我有多宝贝这歌啊？” 星化不耐烦地皱眉，洪中却笑了出来。
“I know about your curse. You’re bound to the trident—to me, now that I have your song. Regardless of if you care for it or not.” Hongjoong speaks casually and Seonghwa’s jaw clenches. The witch must’ve told him about his curse. Which means he probably knows what it takes to break his curse which would foil his plans to manipulate the pirate to assure his own survival.
“你的诅咒，我早就知道了。你被那三叉戟束缚——现在又因为你的歌声，更是被我拿捏得死死的。” Hongjoong 说得轻描淡写，Seonghwa 气得下巴都绷紧了。肯定是那个女巫把他诅咒的事儿抖搂出去了。这么说来，他八成也知道该怎么解除这破诅咒，那他想利用这海盗保命的计划，可就彻底泡汤了。
“I’d rather die than be bound to the likes of you.” Seonghwa says, repulsed with the words of the pirate. Hongjoong grins, however, despite the harsh nature of Seonghwa’s words.
“我宁愿去死，也不要和你这种人为伍。” 星化厌恶地说道，语气中充满了对那个海盗的排斥。然而，洪中却咧嘴一笑，丝毫不在意星化言语中的尖锐。
“How unfortunate that you can’t.” Seonghwa swallows tightly. He hadn’t expected Hongjoong to also know that for every time he dies, he’s reborn. Forever immortal.
“真可惜，你做不到。” 星化艰难地咽了口唾沫。他没想到弘中也知道，他每死一次，就会重生一次。永远不死。
“I want to offer you a deal.” The pirate says when Seonghwa doesn’t bite back harsh words at him. Seonghwa raises his brows, unamused.
“我跟你做个交易。” 那个海盗看星化没有恶语相向，便开了口。星化挑了挑眉，一脸的不以为然。
“What could you possibly have to offer me?” Seonghwa deadpans. Aside from Hongjoong holding his song, there is nothing that Hongjoong can offer him. As much as he would like to have his song back, he thinks it’s stupid of the pirate to use it as leverage in a deal. Clearly, the pirate had already seen that Seonghwa had no interest in helping them, even if it meant his voice being hung around the neck of someone else.
“你觉得你能给我什么？” 星和面无表情地反问。除了洪仲手里的那首歌，他实在想不出洪仲还能拿出什么打动他的。虽然他很想把自己的歌要回来，但他还是觉得这海盗用这玩意儿来做交易筹码简直蠢透了。很明显，这海盗早就看穿了他星和根本没兴趣帮他们，哪怕这意味着他自己的声音要被挂在别人脖子上炫耀。
“Freedom.” “解放了。”