Griffiths wrote and drew for a while, and felt that the complicated things were overwhelming, so he took out a stack of documents from the case file beside him, lit a fire in the brazier next to him, and burned the documents.
Clues about Odessa's plot and sealed artifacts, as well as possible interference from other organizations, are not information that Griffith can obtain by himself. He returned to Homonwarts shortly after completing the Advent Ceremony in Odessa, until Roland sent him a piece of information.
Based on the tips of this intelligence, Griffith carefully arranged his itinerary and headed to the North on the pretext of picking up the Storm Squadron who had been transferred back to defense. There, he received the support of the Birren Hill commanded by Alandel, which had been arranged long ago, and completed the pursuit of Medini.
In other words, from the beginning to the end, he did not receive official authorization to fight. He was completely waiting for the Metini incident to take place before launching a battle and seizing some key personnel and materials.
After the Metini wizard and Naila escaped with the remaining sealed artifacts, Griffith could no longer stay in the area to fight, and retreated to the rear along the established route with the Brunhil.
He went through the documents carefully and then burned any evidence that might reveal that he was alone.
Griffith first burned the information about the military deployment and hydrological conditions near Metini. Then, he looked at the files left in his hand about the social relationship between Naira and Neferti. On Neferti's name Draw a circle.
There is something wrong, but I can't explain it yet, so I must investigate carefully...
Just as Griffith was about to issue an investigation application, there was a knock on the door again.
A steward invited him to the captain's quarters.
The captain's cabin is on the upper deck, below the bridge deck, not far from the room of the ship's army commander.
This is a small suite, consisting of a living room and a bedroom, and is elegantly decorated. All the space is fully utilized, and small cabinets and drawers that can be opened and closed are installed to store books and clothes.
The captain, Alandel from Neopolis, was in the drawing room. Interestingly, Neferti was there too. She and the captain sat at opposite ends of the small round table, drinking black tea together. The other person was a few years older than herself, and she was a well-educated aristocratic lady. The frightened Neferti relaxed a lot.
"You mean, in your dream, you saw yourself and other girls running away?" Alandel asked softly.
"Yes, I...ah!" When Neferty saw the knight being led into the room by the waiter, she jumped up like a big dog at the corner.
"Don't worry, you are my guest here." Alandel touched Neferty's hand, comforted her to sit down, and then said to the knight: "We are talking about her dream. Miss Kuimantha is in Aode I was frightened during the Sa incident, and I often see you killing people in my dreams.”
Trauma syndrome, I've had it too... Griffith saluted the two ladies and sat on the sofa farther away from them.
"Homonworth will help you," Alandel continued. "The psychic powers of the Knights of Ravenel are very powerful. The impact of the battle will damage your mind, and it is not impossible to lose your memory. Scholars of Medini Have they nursed you back to health?"
"No, um, I mean, I don't remember."
The three of them talked for a few more words, then Neferti stood up to leave and went back to her room to rest. She couldn't remember many things and was depressed. When passing by Griffith who stood up to see him off, the beating of his heart could be heard throughout the captain's room.
Neferti didn't even say goodbye before squeaking and escaping through the crack in the door.
…
In order to conduct this special operation, Griffiths was assisted by the supplemented and strengthened Storm Squadron and the latest battlecruiser HMS Birren Hill.
The Birrenhill battlecruiser was a new product designed by Count Roland. It used sails as the main power and a steam engine to provide auxiliary power. The entire ship uses wind and coal as energy, and like the mysterious battleships of the past, it is supplemented with specific dust crystals to increase the efficiency and speed of the sails. Unlike the old battleships, the Birrenhill was not equipped with ballistas and trebuchets. Instead, it creatively deployed 32 of the latest 12-pound guns under the decks on both sides of the battleship.
With a crew of 310 and marines, she is one of the most powerful warships on the Tranquil Sea.
The captain of this expensive new battleship, Miss Alandel, is a commander appointed by the Senate. She is young, but her rank is not lower than Griffith's. She comes from a famous family and has high authority like Sonia.
If land support operations are to be carried out, the Birren Hill will obey Griffith; if it enters a naval battle, the Storm Squadron will obey the captain's command.
Alandel sat demurely on the recliner and looked at him. Her etiquette and temperament are impeccable, and wearing the captain's uniform, her graceful flavor and gracefulness make her even more charming. Before carrying out this mission, Griffith never imagined that she would be commanding such an important battleship.
"Why you?" Griffith thought for a while and finally asked the question he had been thinking about for a long time.
"I worked hard for it!" Alandel was quite proud. "First of all, my family has a naval heritage. No one knows tides, reefs and monsoons better than us!"
A family of mermaids? This scene... Griffith imagined how large and small mermaids were wandering in the deep sea where the sun couldn't penetrate, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared. There was darkness that he couldn't break away from, no sound could be heard, and distant figures swaying their fish tails surrounded him.
Griffith felt that his sanity was about to be lost because of this scene, and he hurriedly pressed his forehead and stopped thinking about it.
"Secondly, someone spoke for me," Miss Mermaid pretended not to notice, "There are several elders who have been serving in the Beyeland Navy. It is not difficult for them to decide a captain. Isn't Sonia also the commander of the army? ? She is so beautiful and cute~"
Griffith couldn't refute these words. His eyes returned to Alandel. The tight silver-edged white uniform and slender waistline beautifully highlighted the outline of her chest. Her straight long legs were slightly tilted to one side, making her look even more slender. This kind of figure and beauty, if combined with the heroic posture when commanding the battleship to bombard, it is really irresistible.
Griffith suddenly felt much better.
"Finally, my judgment on you has proven my overall view and judgment, hum! My family members, those old diehards believed that you were just a pawn at first, until the ironclad facts were put in front of them, they had no choice but to recognize me judgment. There are always people who don’t believe it, but I do have extraordinary foresight, discerning eyes, sharp eyesight, and foresight. It’s really unfair to put people into the unreliable category just because they are good-looking.”
Griffith couldn't help but tilt his head and glance at the bookshelf in the captain's room. Illusions and magic couldn't be hidden from him, and he soon discovered that there were carefully hidden among the professional books so that the girl could take them lightly.
Alandel didn't care at all and continued to express her opinion:
“After Odessa, mysterious forces grew.
"Extraordinary people are more powerful, and the promotion of extraordinary people is much easier. The intensity of psychic energy is increasing, the forms are more diverse, and the distance between mystery and us is getting closer.
"We believe this is the remaining spiritual energy after the power of the ancient gods was broken. The mysterious world seems to be profiting from the failure of the outer gods.
"Although we were not able to capture the first target, Nala, and the sealed object he controlled, there must be a reason why Neferti is taken with the wizards. We must pay attention to her."
Griffith nodded. The thread of life in the virtual world resurrected Krista, and she disguised herself as a saint from the Holy Light Church and started the summoning ceremony. In the process, some members of the Holy Light Church and the mysterious world of Odessa participated in the cult's large-scale conspiracy. It would be ridiculous for the Holy Light Holy See to be completely unaware.
The two chatted for a while, and the waiter came to invite them to the dinner.
…
Even during wartime, dinner on a warship was an important social event.
The mistress of the Birrenhill is the beautiful Mademoiselle Alaindel de Valenille, and the formal dinner held every evening in the officers' mess is an obligation for all respectable people on the ship to attend.
Griffith sat on the left hand side of the captain's seat, which was the seat of the most distinguished guest on the battleship. He had the honor to pull out the chair for the captain's lady when she sat down. If there is a big shot with a higher military rank and title than Alandel, he will also sit in this position. Next to Griffith were the ship's Marine lieutenant and several officers from Storm Squadron.
To the right of the captain's seat are her adjutant, artillery lieutenant and medical officer. The captured Miss Neferty was also brought here. Although she is a prisoner, she is also the eldest daughter of a marquis and will be treated politely along the way.
A small band of 5 people selected from the cadets, sailors and marines of the Birren Hill played cheerful music, and the guests at the banquet talked in a soft and gentle tone while dining.
After a day of fierce fighting, although Griffith was full of thoughts, he still had to eat dinner to give his tense brain a rest. He pulled out a chair for Miss Captain and asked her to sit down before all the officers and guests could sit down.
The waiter served appetizers to everyone.
"Today's appetizer is iceberg, tuna and cheese mushroom soup. The wine to accompany the meal is pasha cider."
After the waiter served everyone the appetizers and drinks, Captain Alandel raised the wine glass with slender white fingers and said to everyone: "Knight Ravenel, in the name of the captain of the Brunhil, I say this to you and Heartfelt congratulations to your soldiers on the unquestionable victory and honor achieved during the day just past."
Griffith raised his glass and returned the greeting with a smile. Compared to the captain's charming smile, his smile was like using a saw to cut wood.
Everyone present drank a glass of sweet wine, and the banquet officially began.
Perhaps to maintain etiquette and not to neglect every guest, Alandel ate very little. Officers in the combat branch ate quickly so that they could stop immediately and engage in conversation when needed.
This dinner was really good, the vegetables and fish were all tender and delicious, the steak had a delicate texture, and it was grilled and grilled with grape vines. The wine that accompanied the meal was really unforgettable. Everyone present had a small aperitif and a glass of wine, and coffee and juice were on hand. Griffith secretly marveled in his heart that such a dinner could even be compared with the banquet at Count Larmore's mansion, which was too luxurious for a warship on a combat voyage.
A few days before the voyage, in order not to leak information and complete emergency combat deployment, Griffith and his troops had a casual meal in the cabin. This was the first time he had attended such a banquet tonight.
"The dinner was so sumptuous, the salmon from the Broken Sea is so delicious~" Griffith felt that Alandel was too enthusiastic, which made him a little embarrassed.
"It's really well deserved," the army officers expressed their gratitude, "for bothering you so much during the battle."
As long as they are not deployed in big cities, elite troops like Storm Squadron will only receive limited supplies. Even Sonia has to eat raw cucumbers and carrots with everyone. The bread is so hard that it can be used as a shield. If the meal is not finished, the remaining half can even be hollowed out and used as a tea cup. Such terrible bread could only be eaten if it had been soaked in soup, and the hot soup was a stew of carrots, cabbage, potatoes, and all the vegetables that could be gathered around the camp, with a generous amount of butter and salt.
Alandel looked at Griffith and said with an unchanged expression:
"This is our regular dinner, no special treat."
