The na of Brigadier General Aiven Galliot, the captain of the "Storm Horn" battleship, was, of course, well-known to Olivia.
The "Navy New Star" of the kingdom, the youngest battleship captain, a ritorious brigadier general, and his contributions to the naval career... whether in the military or academia, his titles are enough to attract attention.
Although Olivia considered herself outstanding among her peers, having already been promoted to Official Wizard at only seventeen years old with comndable swordsmanship, unlike most school wizards who have the physical attributes but lack combat power.
Her knowledge and adventure experience were also rich, and in literature, art, mathematics, etiquette, and territory managent, all the capabilities that a noble heir needs to possess, she received unanimous praise from her teachers.
But she had to acknowledge that this young general, who was the sa age as herself, though starting with low birth and initial advantages, achieved accomplishnts far beyond her own.
Especially today, with a wave of his hand, he easily and effortlessly massacred the large group of Extraordinary level ghouls chasing her.
Olivia admitted she was indeed sowhat awed by his formidable strength.
Even for soone like her, who was skilled in firearms, swordsmanship, and navigation, and loved adventure and hunting, besides being awed, there was perhaps an inexplicable sense of admiration for the strong.
This might have been a subtle feeling she herself hadn’t noticed.
That kind of strength compared to witchcraft.
"Gem Witchcraft" is magnificent and intricate, like a finely tuned machine or work of art; whereas his power is straightforward and domineering, like an irresistible thunderstorm in the high heavens!
Yet, though his power is domineering, as a direct superior one can rely on, he gives an inexplicable sense of reassurance.
And she couldn’t tell if it was an illusion, but those black eyes seed to give her a faint sense of familiarity, as if they had t many tis before.
Tap... tap... tap...
With a light step, now that the crisis was over, Olivia felt relieved.
Carrying her yet-to-be-put-down suitcase, she followed the tall Aiven into the captain’s quarters located in the aft castle.
Snap—
With the gentle and bright lights turning on, she instinctively began observing the layout of the captain’s quarters.
The mahogany desk and cabinet, the walnut bed, the high-backed chair inlaid with silver threads... not shabby, but not particularly luxurious either, at least slightly beneath a general’s status.
But she was quickly captivated by the nurous peculiar plants in the room, including the white Hanging Wind Chi providing light, full of both familiar and unfamiliar plants, so she might recognize as mutated varieties.
And most were witchcraft materials!
"Coo... coo..."
Behind a different species of hanging vine with triangular flattened spherical capsules, she spotted a large, snow-white owl.
anwhile, the owl nad Bess, resting on the shelf, tilted its head to et her gaze for a mont, then resud its remote handling of military affairs at Hatrafa Port with closed eyes.
"These things..."
Seeing this, Olivia realized her understanding of this captain was still not comprehensive enough, needing to add one more title... Wizard.
Earlier, when Aiven had taken out and stored away the Alchemy Firearm, she hadn’t noticed anything amiss, as she herself had long been accustod to such matters with her own storage equipnt.
Otherwise, she might have discovered this captain’s additional identity.
Having been out "adventuring" for a while, Olivia still didn’t know that Aiven was not only a wizard but also a crucial business partner of her father!
Bang—
At that mont, the door behind Olivia suddenly closed, and just as she was startled and unsure about what this powerful and mysterious captain intended to do.
Tap... tap... tap...
She saw Aiven walking around her twice with his hands behind his back, examining her with a bit of amusent.
Until she felt a bit uneasy all over, even thinking that the "Mask of Deceit" had revealed so flaw, believing herself exposed.
But he spoke slowly:
"Mr. Roddy, deeply hidden, aren’t you? Your records show only Apprentice Knight strength, yet I find you’ve already attained an Official Tier!"
The initially sowhat stern Aiven gave her a playful wink, as if saying he had discovered her little secret.
"Uh... Captain, your eyes really are sharp; you even noticed that."
Olivia breathed a light sigh of relief, thinking that this guy, whom she couldn’t defeat at all, intended to do sothing, giving her quite a scare for nothing.
"This ti the Garrison Headquarters was quite reliable, sending another Official Knight to my ship.
Sub-Lieutenant, perform well, there’s no need to hide anything.
On the Storm Horn, there’s no shortage of battles to fight, and with your corresponding strength, the accumulation of comndations as a School Officer should be swift.
In fact, were it not for strength limitations, all the captains on our ship would already hold school officer ranks by now."
Although the "Life Energy Field" was concealed, Aiven, with his "Data Visualization" and Tier 3 strength, discerned the clue from her steps alone.
Nodding in satisfaction, realizing he was closer to assembling an all-Extraordinary officer lineup, marking the day’s sole piece of good news.
"By the way, let think.
You’re most familiar with Vid, so when you board, start learning sailing from him. Though Vid is young, his professional skills are outstanding.
Rest for tonight; tomorrow, you can report to the Sailor."
This string of words left Olivia feeling slightly disorganized.
"To call soone over so mysteriously... just for this?"
However, a false alarm is always better than a real one. The ability of the "Mask of Deceit" similar to Advanced Transfiguration Technique is indeed reliable.
She rely mumbled softly, saluted, and then walked out.
However, as she reached the door, she suddenly turned around and curiously asked:
"By the way, Captain, do you have a grudge against those ghouls from the Ilya Kingdom?"
Though Aiven’s history after joining the military had been widely promoted by the kingdom as a model, few people knew of his experiences before that.
Only a select few with vested interests and so high-ranking figures in the alliance knew about it.
And although Olivia held a high status, she was unaware of the enmity between Aiven and Earl Wright.
"Ha, you’ll find out in the future. Turn left when you exit, and the room next door is yours. The Chief Navigator’s room is to the right.
Don’t go into the wrong room, or don’t bla if you get beaten up for it."
Not wanting to discuss the topic with the new crew mber, Aiven didn’t answer directly and instead spoke vaguely.
"Yes, Captain!"
Though she was really curious about "her" captain, Olivia knew she had just boarded and didn’t want to seem too casual.
Turning around, Olivia left the captain’s cabin and saw her independent room next door. Just as she was about to feel relieved that she wouldn’t have to squeeze with the sailors on the gun deck...
Suddenly.
Flapping——
She saw a group of birds on the ship that were noticeably larger than ordinary seagulls taking to the sky. Their bodies were snow-white without any blemish, and even their feathers seed to emit a subtle glow from inside out.
"That is..."
Upon seeing these very familiar seagulls, a flash of lightning crossed Olivia’s mind, and an incredulous look appeared on her face.
Because she had realized where those familiar eyes ca from!
....
With a highly charismatic captain’s image, he encouraged the new sub-lieutenant.
Aiven took out a intelligence report relayed by Major General Martin Christopher and began browsing through it, lost in thought.
The kingdom’s earliest royal colony, Kajinia, had indeed encountered a major incident recently.
It happened right during his tour inspection as the deputy of the garrison from south to north.
Within the colonies along the Phaletis line, four extrely severe retaliatory incidents by the Atrean people had occurred one after another.
The attacks mostly took place at dusk when people in the small towns were returning to their residences, a ti when residents were most concentrated. These aboriginals used bloody and cruel thods, leaving almost no survivors.
The occasional survivor only escaped because they were delayed in returning to the settlent.
Moreover, the most concerning thing for the governor’s mansion and the garrison was that.
This ti, the thods used were different from all previous aboriginal retaliatory incidents. Besides the routine of scalping the victims, these aboriginals also extracted everyone’s heart.
This was no longer rely a retaliatory action but more like a preditated bloody sacrifice.
This couldn’t help but remind Aiven of the recent incidents where evil spirits seed inexplicably enhanced. Could there be so connection with this activity?
At least from a mystical perspective, energy also abides by conservation laws. It can’t be created out of nothing.
As for the suspects, they had been identified as a small clan nad Araucan, which worships a Great Sea Shark totem.
The good news was that during the recent attack on Pavlov Town, the now heroically deceased Major Greg of the garrison managed to leave a potion on the attackers.
Subsequent rescue teams found an already uncorked distinctive potion bottle beside his body.
This potion can be sensed by specially trained animals, but humans can’t sll it. It remains effective for about a month, unless the skin is removed, even multiple baths won’t wash it off.
To prevent another pioneering town from suffering, action must be taken imdiately.
Due to the urgency of the matter, the garrison also dispatched two hunters familiar with the inland environnt, waiting for him at his next destination, Kabushir.
After morizing the intelligence docunts, Aiven was about to put them away.
Suddenly, a thought struck him.
He then took out an oval-shaped leaf from his pocket, with a line of small text on it.
"Action tonight!"
After agreeing to explore the outside world together with Miss Moonstone last ti.
Having windflower leaves for instant communication prevented further miscommunications due to sudden changes, and Aiven had been waiting for Miss Moonstone’s signal.
It turned out earlier she replied that her schedule for descending into the Spirit Realm might not be fixed, which caused the delay.
But today, Aiven finally received her action signal, indicating that the matters in the Material World were settled and she finally had ti to explore the Spirit Realm.
Under the dual assistance of the "Monsoon Goddess" and the "Ocean Current Horn", the Storm Horn’s speed from Kabushir to Kajinia would still take four days at its fastest.
So there’s no point in being anxious. Facing a group of extrely fierce enemies, any additional strength would be beneficial.
Thus, he wrote on the leaf:
"Alright, received!"
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