Eighth Fleet Escort Ship AE1224——
Some freshmen from the Military Academy were assigned to battleships, some to auxiliary flagships, but all new recruits from the Land War Academy got placed on this escort ship.
At this moment, the entirety of Mervin Team had gathered in a lounge, along with Xu Jinglan and the inseparable Nolan and Ye Fei.
There were about a dozen people, all with gloomy expressions.
Nolan and Ye Fei, being the unpopular ones, were marginalized to the edges, sitting opposite each other, eye to eye.
The automatic door opened, and Mervin entered from outside, followed by Celia.
"Why are you here?" Nolan asked guardedly.
"Can’t I come?" Celia snorted coldly and took a seat in the center with an arrogant stride.
"That’s Lin Fu’s spot," Mervin remarked coldly, staring at Celia.
The others remained silent, just silently watching Celia.
Thinking she wouldn’t care, to everyone’s surprise, she stood up and moved to another seat.
The crowd was slightly astonished but didn’t think much of it.
"How is it? How is Lin Fu? Is she alright? What happened?" Anton, who was closest to Lin Fu in the team and also the most concerned, immediately pressed Mervin anxiously for information.
Among their team, Mervin had the most influential family background, well-connected in both military and political circles.
So as soon as the Guard Captain of the Eighth Fleet took Lin Fu away, Mervin had started pulling strings for her.
"It’s actually alright?"
"Joter contacted the school, and the school tried to communicate with the Eighth Fleet’s external affairs office, but all attempts were blocked."
"Are you really sure it’s okay? The Eighth Fleet’s attitude is rather ambiguous!" Ivan stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Although this was the good news everyone had hoped for, hearing it still seemed unbelievable.
Lin Fu had killed a Royal Lady-in-waiting right in front of the Imperial Guard, how could she possibly be alright?
Even a Military Court would be lenient, right?
Mervin gave everyone a look and said irritably, "If you know it’s improbable, why ask me?"
"Uh... Boss, you’re just keeping us in suspense, come on, spit it out!" the plump Ji Xiu, while fondling his neck, urged.
He had silently decided not to wait for Lin Fu to challenge him anymore; as soon as Lin Fu returned to the team, he would immediately cede the eleventh position.
Rank did not matter, maintaining his life did.
Mervin lowered his gaze, lost in thought, and after a long pause said, "I contacted a few friends; although I couldn’t find out exactly what happened with Lin Fu from the Eighth Fleet, I did receive another piece of news."
"Don’t be so hesitant."
"Boss, when did you also become so coy?"
Everyone urged impatiently, only Xu Jinglan and Ye Fei, the least noticeable, didn’t dare to inquire further.
Mervin looked at Nolan, "Didn’t you ask your brother?"
"My brother told me to get lost."
Had everyone not been in a foul mood, they would have taken the opportunity to severely tease Nolan.
"There’s no way Lin Fu could be in trouble after being taken by the Eighth Fleet," Mervin’s eyes dimmed slightly, barely noticeable before he continued, "Lin Fu is the Duchess of Imoles, regardless of the outcome, she possesses the Guardian Duke’s exclusive exemption privilege."
"Not many people know about this; I hope you all can keep it confidential," Mervin sternly swept his gaze over everyone.
After speaking, Mervin stood up and left without looking back.
The lounge was silent as if petrified; no one reacted until Mervin had long gone.