The morning came and the sky brightened. Still, the wind is still cold despite the scorching rays of the sun who had just risen up from the horizon. Strangely, it brings some kind of satisfying feel.

Crews can be seen busy and doing their morning duties. A young man can also be seen running and circling the Fore-castle and never dared to roam away from the tent too much. It is Dylan who is doing his morning exercise.

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Every now and then he would tend to look at the tent while running around. His speed is not fast nor was it slow so all of the crews who pa.s.sed by found him strange.

There are two tents in the middle of the forecastle. One for Dylan and the other is for his subject of protection Serene.

His last night's conversation with Allen persistently pops into his mind. He was rearing to go to the Captain since he woke up so he is constantly looking at Serene's tent waiting for her to wake up. He also does not dare to wake her up because of her situation.

Then he suddenly felt someone looking at him.

He quickly turned around and scanned his surroundings. Instantly, as if responding to his actions the feeling disappeared.

"I shouldn't leave, Serene anytime. It seems that she is still being targeted."

He looked at Serene's tent and then once again turned around to scan the deck. He thought, "The s.h.i.+p is not safe."

Ever since they pitched the tent at the forecastle of the s.h.i.+p, Dylan had been sensing 5 individuals who are watching them. Different from usual gazes like a pa.s.serby's, he felt like those people are watching serene specifically.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps heading towards him. He quickly turned and saw two people. The other has no rank while the one being followed is an Ensign like Dylan.

The ensign looked at Dylan and said, "Naval Officer Ensign Dylan, our leader has something to tell you."

Dylan noticed his gaze. The ensign's watchful eyes felt familiar. He is one of the five who he had been sensing watching Serene!

The ensign would also s.h.i.+ft his sight towards Serene's tent occasionally which confirmed Dylan's wariness.

"This guy seems to be under someone's command... leader? Maybe if I followed them, I would find the other 4 and solve the threat early." He thought. He then looked at serene's tent for a moment and then looked at the ensign once again.

The Ensign saw him and introduced himself, "I am sorry for not introducing myself before speaking. I am Tien, a Naval Ensign tier 2."

Tier 2! He is a tier higher than Dylan. Every official rank is further cla.s.sified into 5 tiers. Although tiers do not have an official authority, it is used to identify an official's progress towards promotion. Tier 5 states that an official hasn't acc.u.mulated 5th of the desired amount of merits for promotion. Tier 1 on the other hand, means that the official has acc.u.mulated 4/5th's of merits.

So even though the Tien is a tier higher than Dylan, he doesn't have to be a subject of Salute for Dylan.

Accepting the introduction the two shook their hands and headed on their way. Dylan did not dare to make a distance, afraid of getting lost once more.

The 3 arrived in front of a door and entered. Inside the room, there are 3 others waiting. One of them is Naval Officer Lieutenant Damien.

After Dylan and Tien entered, the non-official personnel retreated and left the room.

Dylan saw the 3 officers waiting which confirmed his hypothesis. They exhibit the same feeling of the 5 Dylan felt. But strangely, there is only 4 of them in the room.

"Where is the fifth?" he thought.

Dylan saw Damien's rank imprinted on his sleeve so as an act of courtesy to a higher ranking officer, he did not forget to Salute.

Damien was amused by the courtesy Dylan displayed, "This would be a piece of cake." he thought.

He waved his hands as a sign for Dylan to drop the salute.

"You are Naval Officer, Tier 3 Ensign, Dylan Muirkupe, am I correct?"

Dylan confirmed with a nod.

"Then, your mission is?" Damien asked intently.

"Sir, I think this is a violation of confidentiality sir." Dylan did not answer and rebuked. He did not show any signs of resistance and acted obediently but within the textbook.

"Insolent-"

"Silence!" bang!

Damien stopped one of his confidante's remark's and pounded the desk with his fist.

His confidant retreated but stared at Dylan grudgingly.

Damien did not find it strange for Dylan to follow the rule of secrecy. As if nothing happened, he looked at Dylan with a friendly expression.

"Do not worry, we are in the same boat. We just want to lessen your burdens by helping you with your task."

Dylan saw through the act. He found qualities of an aristocrat in the lieutenant's actions, not of a naval officer. Nevertheless, he answered by stating his mission to see what would happen next.

"I am tasked to partake in the hunt of the Blue Demon and entrusted of miss Serene's Protection."

Damien smiled as he heard what he asked for.

"I would like you to transfer the task of protection to our group. Surely, it would be better for you. Although I don't want to belittle your capabilities, I am surely capable of protecting the miss, more so than an Ensign, right?"

Damien finished his remarks and waited for a satisfying answer.

Dylan is not an idiot, although the girl is annoying, he can't just leave her be. He quickly refused.

"I am sorry, but this is a task a.s.signed to me by Captain Allen himself."

Damien did not expect Dylan's refusal more so after he heard who entrusted the task to him. Although his rank hi higher than Dylan, it doesn't mean that he ha the authority to overwrite Dylan's task which is a.s.signed to him by a higher rank.

His confidants quickly tried to nag Dylan as to pressure him and another way of earning Damien's favor.

"Are you an idiot?" "You are being commanded by a higher rank!" "Insolent!"

Damien found it noisy and once again pounded his desk.

BANG!

It silenced the room and became quiet. Damien looked at his confidants and finally looking at Dylan. Unlike before he wore an angry expression.

He took out a Medal and showed it to Dylan.

"Under this medal! I Damien Franks, command you Dylan to bring the girl to me! What do you need? Money, fame, power? I have the capabilities to give them to you!"

Held in his hand is a medal of power and authority. Standing in front of it is the same as standing in front of the Magnate being represented!

It is a Medal of a High Magnate of the Tri Magnate Govt.!

"With this, I represent High Magnate Daniel Franks! A rank higher than a puny Captain. I await your answer!"