Although the brawl is forced to do such a thing, Maffeo can actually make a choice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhat's more, for boring sailing, this is really the biggest "entertainment". Well, Captain Jaeger didn't want that to happen on his ship again, so Maffeo didn't want to touch anyone's bottom line. And Donner, he didn't want to lose his job.

So the two sides subconsciously reached a consensus, at least for the next few days, the occasional Maffeo Donner chose to ignore the other. Despite the apparent peacefulness, no crew member doubted that Donner would have infiltrated Maffeo's room one night and stabbed him in the throat with a dagger, finally reporting to the captain that it was just a damn accident.

Maffeo didn't think about it that much, and there wasn't much hatred between the two sides. It's just a matter of frustration with one side that has been sailing at sea for many years, and they often need to find an excuse to vent themselves. He believed that they wouldn't actually kill someone they didn't know over a trivial matter, and he didn't want to see things turn out like that, so he avoided any more contact with these unscrupulous crews.

But in the end he realized how dull it was not to talk to a guy, and the old man next door who had been seasick the other day seemed to have gotten used to it. On the fourth day of the voyage, Maffeo walked out of his room and saw him sitting on a wooden box in the right corner. He was holding a book and making some annotations on it with a quill. "Hello. Maffeo stepped forward to say hello.

He looked up, "Oh, it's nice to meet friendly guys here. I'm Ebner Zmailmann, and it's an honor to meet you. ”

"Maffeo Frye. Maffeo sat across from him.

"Looks like I left the city at the right time. He waved his quill lightly.

"Oh?"

Ebner pointed to the sea outside the window: "The west coast is getting more and more bustling, but I enjoy the tranquility more. I've heard that Ruawa is a nice place to be, and hopefully I can get the peace I want there. ”

"You...... Uh, a scholar?" Maffeo looked at the book he was holding.

"Sort of. He squeezed out a smile. "It's a West Coast almanac, and I'm interested in the local history, and maybe I can find something interesting. You ......" he didn't continue, but shook his head with a smile.

"What's wrong?" asked Maffeo.

"Can you help me go to the doctor and get some seasickness medicine? I'm a little seasick, but he doesn't seem to want to give me any more medicine because I've been taking seasickness medicine for the other few days. He looked a little embarrassed, and although he felt a little better, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't feel sick again on the rest of the flight.

"Of course, Zmailmann. Maffeo stood up with his hands on his knees.

"He's on the other side of the cabin, and you can easily find him. Ebner pointed in the direction.

Usually, the doctors on board will try to save as much as possible on the use of medicines, and they must prevent any unexpected situations that may arise. It is said that the doctor did not collect enough medicine on the west coast before this voyage, which made Captain Jaeger angry, and perhaps the poor doctor would be swept away by Captain Jaeger after this voyage.

"Good morning, doctor. Maffeo maintained his respect, for the doctor's gray hair made him look weak.

"Good morning. He replied, but didn't look up, he was checking the medicine on the cabinet in front of him, all the while muttering curses to the damned Captain Jaeger.

"Can you give me some seasickness medicine?"

He looked back at Maffeo with a strange look. "You don't look like a seasick water ghost. ”

"Uh...... Sickness is impermanent. Maffeo smiled awkwardly.

"Okay. He took a pill bottle from the cupboard, took a piece of parchment from his pocket, and wrapped a few pills in the pill bottle in parchment and handed it to Maffeo. "The effect of each tablet is about 4 hours. ”

"Thank you, doctor. Excuse me," Maffeo gestured to the blood-stained sheet. "Are you serving on this ship, or are you just a passenger?"

"Actually, it's both. He sat down, as if he wanted to rest for a while. "I came on request from the West Coast Harbour Authority, and Captain Jaeger said he needed a doctor on board, but it was a simple voyage, and I wouldn't be on the same ship for long. ”

"Well, I wish you all the best in your work. ”

"You too. ”

When Maffeo returned to Zmailman, who seemed to be leaning against the wall and snoring because he had studied the books too late last night. Maffeo shook his head helplessly and patted his arm gently. "Hey, Zmailman, I've got the seasickness medicine back for you. ”

He woke up like he was in a nightmare, "Oh my God. It's you, sorry, I've always been like this. He took the seasickness medicine. "Every time I study the interesting parts of those books, my sleepiness fades. ”

"Knowledge is your source. ”

"Exactly. ”

It's easy to spend a peaceful time without messing with the crew and without making contact with them. In fact, for the next two days, Maffeo could only do anything but communicate with Zmailmann and try to read some books. Luckily, the box Zmelman was carrying was a small repository of knowledge, and although most of the books were unreadable, Maffeo enjoyed it. He suddenly realized that it was such a beautiful thing to stay away from the killing, even though the current situation was a bit boring.

It wasn't until halfway through the voyage that Captain Jaeger knocked on Maffeo's door one night. "Zmailman, is that you?"

"It's me, Captain Jaeger. ”

To this surprise, Maffeo opened the door in confusion and saw Captain Jaeger standing straight outside the door, his expression very nervous. "What's the matter, Captain?"

"Allow me to come in and talk. His voice was low.

"Come in, Captain. Maffeo gave him his place and gently closed the door as he entered.

Jaeger sat on a wooden stool, and it was only then that Maffeo realized that he was carrying a bottle of rum with him. He skilfully picked up the clay wine glass on the table and filled it with rum. "Honestly, I don't like you, Mr. Fry. I still remember the trouble you caused the next day, but thank you for not causing some more trouble in the rest of the day. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?" said Maffeo, leaning against the wall of the room, looking suspiciously at Captain Jaeger.

"I need your help. He took a big sip of rum.

"Interesting. "Maffeo really didn't expect such a guy to ask for his help. "What's the matter?"

His next words nearly knocked Maffeo down, "I suspect someone on board is trying to cause a riot. ”

"Wow, that's surprising to me, why do you say that, Captain?" Maffeo even thought the guy was drunk.

Jaeger shifted into a more comfortable position, resting his legs on the table and his elbows propped up on the bench. "That's true, and since I can't trust them, I'll have to ask you for help. ”

"You doubt your own crew?" said Maffeo with a sneering smile.

"Listen, I have no intention of arguing with you. If you don't help me, then I guess what will happen in the end is something you don't want to see. Jaeger shook his index finger.

"Why me? Besides, don't you suspect that I want to cause a riot?"

Jaeger laughed, "First of all, you're a traveler. And I can see that you don't have any interest in the boring sailing, you just want to get to Ruava as soon as possible, and you have no reason to do that. Besides, the great sword you've been carrying makes me believe that you're no ordinary traveler, at least you've been through a fight. ”

Maffeo's words did not surprise Maffeo, in fact there was nothing surprising that even a man like Zmelmann, who had never been involved in combat, could see that he was an adventurer. "Why should I help you?" said Maffeo, still believing that Jaeger was just talking gibberish.

Jaeger wasn't angry, he just said word for word: "Because if the riot does happen in the end, I will be your only hope of reaching Ruava alive, do you want to be in the company of those sharks?" "How? What do you think you should do?"

Maffeo thought for a moment and sighed. "If what you're saying is true, then what choice do I have?"

"Good. ”

"What should I do?"

"Gather as many clues as you can, and don't let anyone notice. Jaeger drank the rum from the cup. "That's what we need most right now. He put down his clay glass, pinned Rum back to his belt, and left the room.

"What the hell......" Maffeo shook his head, picked up his greatsword against the wall, and began to wipe the blade, the dull time he had been so boring that he had forgotten to take care of his weapon.

Although Captain Jaeger asked Maffeo to collect clues, it was not an easy thing to do. The cabin was already mixed with all sorts of things, and Maffeo didn't know where to start. If you get the attention of those who are not good, things can go bad. What's more, if things really turn out as Captain Jaeger said, Maffeo would have a hard time guaranteeing that there were no people in the crew who wanted to cause a riot. Things that should have been on the right track seem to have changed.