"Sailor, full sails!"
Under the blue sky and white clouds, a three-masted warship broke through the waves, sailing alone on the vast Black Sea. Various sea birds landed on and departed from the warship, as if it were a temporary nest.
This scene has continued for over half a month since departing from the military port, and the sailors on board are no longer fascinated by it as they were at first, having become accustomed to it.
Today is already the third day after the Departure Day celebration ended smoothly, and the group is on the return route to Gabred Military Port; strangely, the two warships that set out now have only the "Silver Wings" left on its own.
"Good morning! Captain Aiven is feeding the sea birds again."
On the deck of the "Silver Wings", Aiven was conducting his daily routine of nurturing and collecting intelligence. A handsome young man with dark blue short hair, wearing a captain's uniform, casually wandered over, greeting Aiven enthusiastically.
