To You Whom I Don’t Love That Much (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 087

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It was an unnamed low-ranking soldier who pulled him out of his thoughts. When Cardier’s gaze landed on him, a stiff, sharp salute was returned.

“What is it?”

“The Admiral is looking for you.”

Cardier took one final deep drag from his cigar, then crushed it out. He crumpled the remaining cigar and ash into a portable ashtray.

“Let’s go.”

The soldier, who had been dumbfounded at how impossibly picturesque the man looked even to another man, snapped back to his senses upon hearing the brief command.

“Yes, sir.”

Six schooners had set sail for this operation. Though it was unlike the usual practice of not putting all eggs in one basket, the Admiral’s schooner and the Vice Admiral’s were supposed to maintain a distance of five tars (nautical miles) apart. Taking a boat from the stern gallery would have been faster to cross. Yet the young soldier led not toward the stern gallery, but toward the captain’s cabin.

“The boat—”

“Oh. The Admiral has already boarded.”

Already boarded? Cardier tilted his head slightly. Each schooner fell under its own commander’s jurisdiction, and the Admiral was not someone who casually left his assigned vessel.

It had only been half a day since they’d completed their final supply run and concluded the officers’ meeting. There couldn’t possibly have been any urgent developments in that time. Yet an inexplicable unease rippled at the soles of his feet. Cardier pushed past the young soldier and half-ran to stand before the door of the captain’s cabin.

“I’ll be entering.”

“Go ahead.”

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