In the early morning of the second day, everyone gathered in front of the lodging house, ready to leave for the harbour.
"Captain DeWitt, are you all here?" Abel stood at one end of the line and shouted at DeWitt at the other end.
"All here," DeWitt yelled back.
"Then let's go." Abel stretched out his right hand and made a forward gesture in the air.
Fifty soldiers set out from the entrance of the tavern, and the soldiers of the elves walked in front to lead the way. Claremont led Calradia's soldiers behind him.
"This is troublesome." A soldier walking in the crowd complained.
"What's the matter?" The soldier walking side by side responded, "Nothing has happened yet."
"The thought of being on a boat for nearly a month at sea makes my stomach upset," the soldier explained. The expression on his face was also very dark.
"It's not that serious. If you are like this, what should you do with a soldier like Austin who faints in a carriage." The soldier who responded frowned.
"Should have passed out on the boat." The soldier glanced at the queue behind him and said.
"Austinger, are you okay?" DeWitt, who was walking at the end of the line, walked to Austiner's side and asked with concern.
"Captain DeWitt." Austin said slightly surprised, "It shouldn't matter."
"When on board, if you have any physical discomfort, you must tell me or Claremont." DeWitt confessed.
"Yes, thank you Captain." Austin responded.
At this time, a soldier ran to DeWitt's side and said to him: "Captain DeWitt, we are about to reach the entrance of the harbor. Captain Abel asked me to inform you, and asked me to tell you that he wants to find You discuss something."
"Okay, I got it." Devitt nodded, then turned to Austin and said, "Austing, I'll go ahead and take a look. The task of suppressing the team is entrusted to you."
"Yes, Captain DeWitt." Austin replied.
"Is the entrance to the harbor ahead? Captain Abel." DeWitt followed the soldiers to the forefront of the team and met Abel.
"Yes. There are still a few minutes away." Abel replied briefly: "General DeWitt, I came here because the Elf King told me to remind you to send a letter to His Highness Kant at this time."
"That's right. I really should have reported the situation to His Highness earlier." DeWitt suddenly realized.
"Well. The letter you left will be delivered by a messenger sent by the Elven King." Abel further explained.
"Thank you, Your Highness the Elf King, and General Abel." DeWitt thanked.
After being reminded by Abel, during the next journey, DeWitt has been organizing the language in his mind, how to write this report letter.
The soldiers who went out arrived at the harbor built by the dwarves, and everyone stood in front of this exquisite harbor that was completely different from the other buildings around them, and couldn't help but marvel.
But the sails were about to set sail, and no extra time was left for everyone to visit.
His Highness the Elven King was wearing a brocade robe, and he was standing on the shore with a group of attendants, waiting for the soldiers to arrive, wanting to see them off.
"His Royal Highness the Elf King." Standing at the front of the line, the three captains in charge bowed their knees and saluted.
The soldiers behind him, although a beat slower, also bowed to the ground and saluted.
"Hmm. Good." The Elf King helped the three leaders up.
"Your boat is about to leave. Hurry up. I'll stand by the embankment and look at you." The Elf King said softly.
"His Royal Highness, we will definitely complete the mission and return smoothly." DeWitt said sincerely.
"Yes." The Elf King nodded, "I trust you."
Without further words, the Elven King watched the team of fifty people board the ship.
The sea breeze blew up the brocade robe, but the Elf King remained motionless.
"Your Highness, the seaside is too humid. Let's go back to the palace." The guard at the side advised.
"Let me stay until their ship is out of the bay," answered the Elven King.
"Everyone's cabin has an immersion suit and a medical kit"
Once on board, the soldiers listened to the ship's crew yelling through their horns.
Claremont stood at the boarding gate, counting the number of people.
After the last person waited to board the boat, the boat also started to start slowly.
Claremont organized the soldiers to stand in line on the deck.
DeWitt came running from the other end of the deck and shared with Claremont: "General Abel of the Elvens gave me medicine to keep the warriors from seasickness."
"The elves can still make such things." Claremont was surprised.
"I heard that during the last expedition, I was tossed too badly on the ship. I learned a lesson from it." DeWitt explained.
"But this is a medicine suitable for elves. Can we human soldiers also use it?" Claremont hesitated.
"Yes, the anti-sickness medicine given to me by General Abel is specially formulated for human physique," Devitt introduced: "However, this medicine can only temporarily relieve the discomfort."
"Yes. It is enough to use it on people with weak constitutions." Claremont nodded and said.
Without hesitation, Claremont introduced the anti-stun potion to his soldiers, and asked those in need to get it from DeWitt.
"I don't know if the lord knows about the fact that we have set off from the Elven Kingdom by boat." After finishing everything, Claremont sat down on the chair in the activity room, poured a glass of water for himself and Devitt, and said.
"It should be reported by us." DeWitt took the water glass and said: "I almost forgot about it today, thanks to General Abel for reminding me."
"Captain DeWitt, you have been writing letters before boarding the ship just now, right? No wonder, I couldn't even find you." Claremont thought for a while and said.
"Yes, the time is really tight." DeWitt said shyly, "I'm really sorry that I entrusted you with the job of settling everyone up."
"It doesn't matter. Writing a reply to His Highness Kant is much more important than counting the number of people." Claremont said indifferently.
DeWitt pursed his lips and said nothing.
The two were silent for a while, and DeWitt looked at the ripples in the water glass on the table and said, "Is the boat sailing?"
"It should be." Claremont ran to the small window and looked at the moving scenery outside the window, and replied.
"It's really a little uneasy to take a boat for the first time." DeWitt said while drinking water.
"Me too."
(end of this chapter)