The captain of the cargo ship fell into deep thought again, but this time he made a decision quickly.

"Slow down the ship and move closer to the ironclad ship. Then we will go visit the captain of the ironclad ship."

"Also, send a telegram to the remaining cargo ships in the vicinity to inform them of our decision and ask them to wait and see for the time being."

The burly first mate immediately agreed, and then said with a smile:

"I'm curious about who owns that ironclad ship."

Hearing this, the captain cast a questioning look at his first mate.

The first mate chuckled and explained, "That ship is not an ordinary ironclad ship. I just took a look through a telescope outside."

"It is definitely not something that can be made by unskilled craftsmen. There is no doubt that this is a ship made by the Steam Church."

“Although I don’t know the specific number, I can be sure that it is definitely a product of the Steam Church.”

The captain frowned. “You mean to say this is a ship from the Steam Church?”

Are the people of the Steam Church so bold? This is the Thunder Sea, the territory of the three major churches of Samsara, Contract, and Ocean.

They are sailing in this sea area so openly, aren't they worried about being caught by the three major churches?

The first mate knew what his captain was thinking. He smiled and said:

"The ship is taught by the steam engine, but the people on it may not be."

"Who is the owner of that ship? We will find out if we go visit him later, right?"

After saying this, the first mate waved his hand and said:

"I'll arrange for them to send a telegram. Remember to call me when you visit."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked out of the captain's room. Looking at the back of his first mate leaving, the captain said to the sergal beside him:

"You should go and do your own thing first!"

The sergal who had finally waited for this sentence responded immediately, and slid away very fast as if his feet were greased.

…

At the same time, in the restaurant on the top floor of the ironclad ship, Eros, who had just finished his breakfast, poured himself a cup of tea to relieve his greasy feeling.

After drinking a full cup, Eros exclaimed, "My mother's food is still so sweet!"

When Estelle heard this, she, who was usually elegant and calm, became a little nervous at this moment:

“Is it not delicious?”

As she said this, she kept looking at her child with her beautiful eyes, for fear that he would say the word "not tasty".

This would make her feel lost and frustrated. After all, as a mother, she certainly hopes that her children like the food she cooks.

Eros shook his head, "No, my mom's cooking is still delicious, but it's too sweet."

At this point, Eros changed the subject and turned his head to look at Wendini who was wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin. He said with a smile on his face:

"Just as sweet as you are!"

Wendy's action of wiping the corner of her mouth froze, and then her face turned red in an instant, and wisps of white mist rose from her head.

"You...you...what piggy talk are you talking about!"

"No! I don't understand at all!"

Looking at Undine, whose face turned red and who was stammering in front of him, Eros' smile grew even wider.

Eating, sleeping, teasing Wendini, and teasing Wendini when she has nothing to do. This naughty little sister is really fun.

Seeing the smile on Eros' face becoming more and more intense, Undine could no longer hold back. She let out a shameful whimper and suddenly threw herself into the arms of Estelle.

Estelle was stunned for a moment, then she immediately realized that Eros said so much simply to amuse his daughter.

Really, she was worried for a while just now, and thought that the food she cooked was really not to his taste.

Estelle gave Eros a displeased look, and Eros chuckled and walked towards the balcony outside in a happy mood.

Seeing him leave, Undine carefully raised her head from her mother's arms, stole a glance at Eros' back, and then quickly buried herself again.

Once again, a shameful whimper escaped.

"Okay! Get up! He was teasing you."

Estelle patted her daughter's smooth back, somewhat amused.

Undine hummed twice, then slowly got out of her mother's arms.

Looking at Eros' back on the balcony, Undine complained to her mother:

"Look, mom. He is so mean. He only knows how to tease me."

Estelle's eyes curved into crescents, and she said with a smile in her tone:

"He teases you, so you won't tease him?"

Wendini pursed her lips. How could she tease him? She always suffered the loss.

It’s not like when I was a kid, when I could just catch him and beat him up when I got angry.

But now we can’t beat them, and we can’t talk them out. Who understands?

Vivian, who was sitting on the other side, withdrew her gaze from Wendini, stood up and walked towards the balcony.

Coming to the balcony, she walked to Eros' side and looked at the sea level in the distance with Eros.

"You seem to really enjoy teasing your sister!"

It was rare for Vivian to speak on her own initiative, and what she said was still unrelated to the mission.

Eros raised the corner of his mouth, without looking back, his eyes still looking at the sea level in the distance, feeling the gentle sea breeze blowing across his cheeks:

"Don't you think it's fun to tease her?"

Vivian recalled every time Undine was teased, then nodded, actually agreeing with what Eros said.

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