DeWitt held the cold key in his hand, and said silently: "Jenny, who is it?"
Not in a hurry to return the keys, DeWitt remembered what Austin said: On the deck at night, there are always frequent footsteps of people.
So he sat quietly on his bed until late at night, sorting out his thoughts in his mind while waiting.
"Ha—" DeWitt yawned, unable to bear the tiredness. After all, in the past few days, he has always adhered to the habit of going to bed early.
"It's almost time now." DeWitt muttered, then opened the hatch and walked out.
Walking along the corridor of the ship, DeWitt did see a corner of the deck where several elf soldiers gathered.
"Hey! You guys!" DeWitt called out to the group, "What are you doing here at night?"
"Captain Dedevitt." An elf soldier greeted awkwardly: "We are standing here on duty."
"On duty?" DeWitt asked, frowning.
"Captain DeWitt, why are you still awake?" an elf soldier asked.
"Oh, I forgot to return the key. Do you know Jenny? He lent the key to Claremont in the evening, and he should be on the night shift now. Have you seen him before?" DeWitt picked up The key in his hand, asked.
Several elf soldiers looked at each other, paused for a while, and responded: "Jenny Jenny has a stomachache, he is squatting in the toilet now. Captain Devitt, please give us the key. When he comes back, we will Help you go back."
Hearing this, DeWitt has already noticed the strangeness of this group of soldiers. Mentioning the prohibition, he replied: "No, I think it's better for me to hand it over to him after he comes back."
After the elf soldiers heard the words, their facial expressions became ugly. Everyone was close together, discussing countermeasures in a low voice.
DeWitt stared at them for a moment before turning around and heading for the management module.
"Help!" At this moment, a cry from the sea made DeWitt's heartstrings tense.
DeWitt immediately leaned over the fence and looked into the dark sea: he saw a figure in uniform rising and falling with the waves beside the boat. Glancing hard at the elf soldier, Devitra rang the deck siren.
The whole ship went into a state of prohibition.
"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Claremont was awakened by the siren, and got up and shouted.
DeWitt started looking for someone to help him get Jenny to shore. But to his despair: none of the crew members he appealed to for help.
"Isn't this your crew?" DeWitt shouted in surprise.
"It's not important that people have money, since someone paid us to shut up. We just need to keep quiet." The captain responded flatly.
DeWitt returned to the deck, and the Calradian soldiers and the Elven soldiers were standing on both sides of the deck. Raphael leaned against the fence, and the cold wind from the sea bulged his windbreaker. But his expression was calm.
"It seems that we haven't prepared enough for this operation." Rafael said coolly.
Several elf soldiers who had previously exposed their identities in front of DeWitt knelt in front of Raphael.
"Boss, we were wrong." The elf soldier apologized.
Raphael glanced at them and said, "After tonight is over, I will settle accounts with you."
"Raphael." DeWitt clenched his fists, walked to the array of elf soldiers, and shouted angrily.
"What's wrong with you?" Raphael asked.
"Why do you have to do this?" DeWitt asked: "You said, what is there in us that is worth your troubles? Even sacrifice the lives of innocent people?"
"There is no reason." Raphael shook his head and said, "It's just that someone wants you to die, so you have to die."
Claremont's eyes widened, and he said, "So you were sent by the people on the island? You turned to the forces of the dark side!"
"When your own country won't reach out to help you, you will naturally have to hold on to the forces you can rely on." Rafael responded.
"I should have known a long time ago that you are lying when you say that reinforcements help you repel the vagrants on the island." Claremont pointed to the elf soldier.
"In order for you to leave this world quietly, we have been preparing long enough." Raphael sighed, and said, "It's just that tonight, you kicked off the prelude in advance. Don't you worry about your subordinates?" Will your soldiers resent you? Because of your recklessness, they lost a day of life."
The provocative words in Raphael's mouth caused many Calradia soldiers to take out their weapons and step forward.
"It should be fortunate that I broke through your plot." Devitt stopped the soldiers under him and responded: "Now, you can't rely on attacks. What else can you do to resist us head-on?"
"In terms of physical strength, we are naturally inferior to you. And we didn't expect this from the beginning." Raphael said calmly: "Speaking of which, didn't you realize that the ship has been changed? Is the direction going?"
DeWitt cast his gaze to the captain's cabin and found that there was no one in it.
"The crew on this ship have all escaped!" Claremont reported in a low voice.
When the two parties were confronting each other, the bribed crew had slipped out.
"Get ready to go." Raphael instructed his soldiers.
"Yes." The elf soldier replied.
"Boom!" "Boom!" The pre-planted bomb exploded under the command of the remote control, and half the ship was engulfed in the flames.
The engine stopped working, and seawater continued to pour into the cabin. Most of the hull has collapsed.
The elf soldiers followed the rope and jumped one after another to the lifeboats that were prepared during the conversation.
Raphael was the last one, took off his cloak, and returned to midair. To the Calradian soldiers on board: "Good luck!"
"Bastard!" DeWitt yelled. Then he rushed to the position where the elf soldiers had been before. However, the elf soldiers did not leave them any chance. The ropes for climbing the boat had been cut and thrown into the sea.
The fire gradually spread to the deck, and now the soldiers of Calradia have a dead end.
DeWitt knelt and sat on the edge of the deck dejectedly, with unwilling tears in his eyes.
Claremont stepped forward, shook him, and shouted, "DeWitt! The soldiers are still waiting for your order! You can't just fall down like this!"
DeWitt opened his eyes and looked at the soldiers standing neatly in a row.
(end of this chapter)