Extraordinary Sailing

In fact, the most direct and effective way at this time is to ask Ai Wen himself for clarification, but Geer is worried about gain and loss, and is also afraid of causing an oolong incident.

It's okay to make myself sad again, but as the captain of this battleship, it's not appropriate to involve a completely irrelevant outstanding young man in his personal feelings.

In fact, if there is a one-in-a-million possibility that he is blessed by the goddess and finds the son of his friend Furman, he has not yet figured out what attitude he should take to face him.

Just because of my previous order, the victors are cleaning the deck, and there should be no one in the room.

Tread Tread

Chris, the boatswain, was a little strange. Although he was still in a hurry in the captain's cabin, he walked a lot slower than usual on the road, and he didn't look as vigorous as he used to.

But no matter how slow you go, you will reach your destination.

The boatswain didn't ask much, and silently took out the spare key to open the door of Ivan's room. As the manager of the sailors, he still has this authority.

After asking Geer to go in alone, Chris, who is well versed in the way of subordinates, didn't stop, closed the door for him and turned around to leave. Obviously, he didn't want to pry into the chief's secret at all.

As one of the few alternate officers on the Silver Wing, Aiwen's living conditions are still good. There is at least one plank bed and a desk, which are already much better than the hammocks of ordinary sailors.

Geer walked into the room, and the first thing he saw was Ivan's luggage on the wooden bed that he hadn't packed yet.

He took two quick steps forward and unwrapped the package lightly.

There is nothing valuable in it, just as shabby as many young sailors of civilian origin (in fact, Aiwen carries all the valuable things with him, for example: the large sum of money sent to him by Captain Joseph after disposing of the Blood Anchor ticket).

A few changes of clothes, some various medicine bottles, scattered change, etc., there is nothing to prove his identity, which makes Geer slightly disappointed.

"Are you really going to ask yourself?" Geer hesitated, instinctively resisting this choice that might shatter all hopes again.

Fortunately, the next discovery made him no longer have to worry about it. At the bottom of the bag, in a concealed lined pocket, he found a small animal skin bag tied tightly with cooked cowhide rope.

There are some angular touches and the metallic sound of the collision, he seemed to realize what was inside. With trembling hands, he opened the small bag and poured out the contents.

A "seal ring" as a symbol of the inheritance of aristocratic rights, a brass wax seal, and a noble family crest. The coat of arms engraved on it can be seen clearly through the afterglow of the setting sun through the porthole. A giant sea snake with vertical fins growing from its back.

The emblem, which the heraldist might not be able to recognize for a short time, was like a lightning strike in his heart!

"Not dead, not dead, really not dead!"

Holding these things in both hands, Geer muttered to himself with red eye circles.

"Papa Papa"

Hot tears fell down and hit the palm of my hand. I don't know when this man who is as strong and reliable as granite has burst into tears.

"Thank God! Furman, your son is still alive—!"

"Huh! It's finally done!" Ivan breathed a sigh of relief as he wrung out the rag in his hand. I didn't expect that the first job I got on the warship was to clean the deck, which is simply black history.

"I'm sorry! Boss, I caused you to be punished with me." Gary also finished his job, and came over to apologize to Ivan.

"I just praised you for being very manly, and then I was twitching again. We are one on this boat, what are you and me? Go back and rest! Do you want me to go back with you again?"

Glaring at Gary, Ivan scolded with a smile.

"Hehehe, no need, no need. When I carried them back, many people took the initiative to recognize me as the boss, and there are still disobedient ones, just beat them up again." Gary rubbed his hands, expressing that he could Done.

Seeing Gary gradually awakening the violent factor, Aiwen couldn't laugh or cry, wouldn't he cultivate this guy into a violent maniac?

He could only mourn in silence for the brothers who slept with him, and Aiwen said that he was helpless.

Because the bosun said that the Silver Wing had just returned to port today, and the crew had all gone ashore to have fun, and the welcome banquet might have to wait until tomorrow.

The two of them could only return to their cabins. Looking at the darkening night outside, Aiwen thought that he might have to find a way to deal with dinner, and he didn't know how the food on board was.

Thinking wildly, as soon as he walked to the door of his cabin, Ivan's expression changed instantly, and the lock on his door was unlocked, and someone entered his room!

I just boarded the ship today, and the situation on board is completely in the dark. Is it a thief or one of our own? Could it be that there are still veterans who want to take revenge on themselves?

Without being able to specifically judge friend or foe, Aiwen slowly pulled out the saber at his waist and gently pushed open the door.

Then he closed the door again.

"woo woo woo"

"What's the matter, why is there a big man crying in my room? And it looks familiar? Is there anyone else I know on the boat besides Gary?"

Taking two steps back, I took another look at the brass sign on the door. Aiwen, who has a digital vision, is a master of "finding faults every day", and it is impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake as admitting to the wrong door.

After rubbing his chin and thinking for a while, he made sure that he didn't have any valuables in his luggage. The only valuable family crest and seal are the only things related to the Garriott family left on the road of escape. Now it is just a thought, and there is no territory for them to perform their functions. To others, it is like broken copper Like iron.

After confirming that there was probably no danger, Aiwen put away the long sword, opened the door again and walked in.

In the room, that man was still there.

But the scene is completely different. He was sitting on his bed, with a majestic expression, as if he was not in a bedroom but in a command room on the battlefield.

Ai Wen almost doubted his eyes. Was it his own illusion to see him crying?

Most of the crew members on the ship, Ivan, had never seen it before, but they recognized the officer's uniform worn by the man. I didn't pay attention just now, but now I can't pretend not to see it, and I can't violate the basic military discipline no matter what.

Aiwen immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Hello, sir!"

Afterwards, Ai Wen felt that the officer scanned him from head to toe for a while, and when he almost had goosebumps, he slowly said:

"Alvin Garriott?"

"Uh, yes." Although I feel that the officer's tone is a bit strange, and the person is a bit strange, but thinking that he will basically be under his command in the future, he has to bow his head under the eaves and bear it!

Although his name was confirmed by a stranger, Ivan didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Most of the people involved with this name are no longer in this world, and the only ones who may be connected are the enemies as far away as Ilia. Their arms are not so long.