The days on the ship were leisurely but mostly uneventful.

So every morning, DeWitt or Cremont would lead his soldiers to practice.

"See how you've all slacked off?" Cremont lectured to the soldiers, "Don't think that by staying on this ship, you can let your guard down. If we leave you alone and go back to the barracks, you will be in good hands. ”

"Yes!" The soldiers struggled to keep their balance on the shaky deck, and Vibration responded.

Although they had not been on the ship for long, by the time the trip was nearing the end, many of the soldiers had already shown their rounded figures.

"Calradia is really strict with the management of soldiers." Raphael said with a smile at DeWitt.

"We don't care much about it anymore. That's why the soldiers became like this on this ship. DeWitt said embarrassedly: "Before returning to the barracks, they must correct their habits." Otherwise, you will not be able to bear it when you integrate into the army. ”

"I see. I heard that all of you in the Scout Team are selected elites. The strength must be amazing. Rafael continued to praise.

"It's just that the captain in charge of training us thinks that our group is better suited for this task. In the army, there are people who are more powerful than us. DeWitt said earnestly.

"Captain DeWitt is humble." Raphael smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, DeWitt just smiled and shook his head.

Ten days of getting along did not make the elven soldiers and the Calradian soldiers become acquainted.

Austinger always felt that the elven soldiers on this ship were not very different from the soldiers under Abel, and there was a sense of isolation when they got along. And, although they are said to be on the same boat, they are never seen.

Asked the surrounding Calradia soldiers, they also responded: There is a strange feeling to get along with this group of elven soldiers.

So, when everyone gathered in the cafeteria, the Calradian soldiers and the elven soldiers always sat separately. Even the more active soldiers gave up on befriending the elven soldiers after some attempts.

DeWitt observed this, too, and after dinner one day, DeWitt asked out of Austinger. The two stood by the mast for an interview.

"The atmosphere of the restaurant is very chilly." Devitt spoke.

"Yes, sure enough, the people in the elven clan are not the same." Austinger replied.

"Feeling hard to get along with?" DeWitt continued.

"Difficult?" Austinger frowned, thought for a moment, and replied, "Maybe we shouldn't say that: but we always feel that the other side is wary of us." ”

A puzzled look appeared on DeWitt's face, and he confirmed, "Wary? ”

"That's right." Austinger affirmed: "It seems to be cut off from their circle. ”

"Well, maybe as you said, they're different from Abel and the others." DeWitt patted Austinger on the shoulder and admonished, "Pay attention to the condition of the soldiers around you, just don't cause trouble." In two days, this journey at sea will come to an end. ”

At the same time as DeWitt turned around, Austinger stopped him and said, "Captain DeWitt." I think it's better to be careful with this group of people. You and Cremont spend the day in the cabin, and you may not know that these people are sneaky all day long, and they usually don't see anyone, and they don't know what they are planning in the dark. ”

DeWitt turned suspiciously at Austinger's admonition. Stared at him for a moment. Responded: "... Good. ”

"Hmm." Austinger nodded solemnly and turned to walk into the restaurant.

After the conversation, DeWitt returned to his rest pod. Cremont is found lying in his bed.

Cremont looked up from the manuscript and saw DeWitt's distraught look. Concerned: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Austinger just told me to beware of Raphael them." DeWitt hesitated.

"Why?" Cremont continued.

"He said that Raphael's group was strange and had a strange temperament." DeWitt summed it up after recalling what Austinger had said.

"I see." Cremont nodded and responded.

"Do you feel that way?" DeWitt asked, facing Cremont.

"You know, I'm seasick." Clemmont shook his head and said, "Basically don't leave the cabin." It's just that the attitude of the elven soldier who gave me the medicine is indeed a bit strange. I didn't pay much attention to talking to him. ”

"Since the soldiers are so alert, let's take a closer look." DeWitt decided.

Cremont stood there, thoughtful. Finally, he said to DeWitt: "Although there is only a small chance of this happening. But if this group of elven soldiers really wants to murder us, what is it for? ”

"I can't think of it." Devitt thought about it, but never came to a conclusion.

"I remember when we went to the island and Raphael came to meet us with his soldiers. This group of people is not as cold as they are now. Cremont recalled.

"When you say that, I remember. Some of the soldiers I'd seen before in the mountains had hardly been seen on this ship. Devitt raised his voice and said.

"I heard that the elven soldiers and the reinforced soldiers fought against the forces on the coast together." Cremont explained, "Did the soldiers you mentioned die on the battlefield? ”

"Maybe so," DeWitt replied, looking down.

The two thought about it for a long time, but still did not come to a conclusion.

DeWitt decided to put the topic aside for a moment and asked Cremont, "By the way, how did you get into my cabin?" ”

"I asked the crew for the key, and I told him: You may have fainted in here. I need to come in and see for myself. Cremont replied lightly.

Devitt rolled his eyes and said, "Go and return the spare key to the crew, if I really faint, you won't be the first to find me, okay?" ”

"You've got a lot of light here, I'll come and read a book." Cremont slowly walked out the door, threw the key into DeWitt's arms, and said, "I'll trouble you to give it back to me." The crew's name was Jenny. Brown hair, you know, right? ”

"I said you—" DeWitt grabbed the key, ready to reprimand Cremont. The other party had already closed the door.