My British Empire

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To develop a colony, the most authoritative thing is the king's authorization, followed by the official authorization.

Only by obtaining one of the two can we finally guarantee our own interests.

Of course, these are the businesses of the rich or nobles, and ordinary people can only work for them.

Like Columbus discovered the New World, but did he get the colonial land? The lands discovered belonged to the king of Spain who supported him, and he just got a title of nobility!

But Wood didn't want to be the pioneer who discovered the land at this time, he just wanted to be able to get the title of a knight.

Wearing newly bought canvas shoes, Wood walked on the busy streets of London.

Because of the rain that had just rained, the streets were covered with lumps of flat black wet mud. The original stinky street now smells much fresher. Pedestrians just need to pay attention to the potholes on the road.

In fact, because the residents living in the city of London are better off than the local people. And everyone loves to be more or less clean, so the front of the houses on both sides of the road is relatively clean.

And Wood also walked with the clean floor tiles in front of the house, which made it much more convenient.

But you must pay attention to those two-story buildings, look up at the sky from time to time, otherwise the stool that suddenly falls from the sky will kill you.

This journey is a bit long, and it took Wood about half an hour to leave the civilian area and arrive at the aristocratic area.

Compared with the civilian area, the aristocratic area is much cleaner. The spacious road can not only accommodate eight horses passing by at the same time, but also the sewers left by the roadside from the Roman era are still in use today. This is the most important area of ​​the city hall. up.

Moreover, in order to keep the aristocrats clean and tidy, they also specially allocated special funds to arrange for cleaners to clean every day, and gardeners to trim the trees on both sides.

And because of the last time the pirates invaded the city of London, the city hall also arranged for the militia to patrol continuously throughout the day.

Looking at the neatly dressed Wood, a row of passing militiamen glanced at him for a while and stopped paying attention.

But Wood, who didn't know the situation, was frightened by the sight, forced to calm down, and made a 'fuck' gesture at the militiamen who were going away.

After adjusting his depressed mood, Wood began to look around, looking at the neat and lively shops by the road with curious and envious eyes.

A bank with two white columns, a clothing store with people coming and going, a gold and silver jewelry store that is the favorite of rich ladies and noble girls, and a bustling tavern with its doors open...

These are places that Wood is eager to know, and places he has always wanted to go, especially when he thinks that he may live here, and he can come and go at any time, which is really a happy place.

Walking around like this, Wood finally came to a hotel, a hotel that looked very cheap.

Opening a door, Wood shook his head when he saw a room without people.

"Tren, stop playing hide and seek with me, come out soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wood only felt his eyes flicker, and there was a thin young man in black tights standing in front of him.

"Hey! Your Excellency Centurion, you are still so boring!"

The young man shrugged his shoulders, showing an exaggerated look of being defeated by you, which made people laugh.

"Okay, Tren, don't be kidding, what do I need from you?"

"Okay, Your Excellency the Centurion!"

Seeing Wood's serious expression, Tren also straightened his posture and suppressed his smile.

"Has anything happened to the Smith family recently? Has that old Cromwell made any moves?"

Wood found a place to sit down, looked at his most capable men, and asked softly.

"My lord, nothing happened within the Smith family, but yesterday a big fish was brought out!"

Tren pondered for a while, scratched his head, and said inadvertently, but finally seemed to think of something, and said loudly, as if he had picked up a bag of pounds, smiling happily.

"Oh, is it? Just tell me, let me see what big fish that old fox in Cromwell can attract!"

Seeing the surprised appearance of Tren standing in front of him, Wood couldn't help but arouse his curiosity.

"Yesterday afternoon, a purchased carriage came out of Cromwell's back door. I didn't pay attention at the time, after all, purchased carriages often come out!"

"However, I just glanced at it suddenly, and felt that the weight of the carriage was much heavier than usual, and the ruts of the carriage were sunken a lot!"

Looking at Tren, whose face was full of drama, Wood suddenly thought about it and interjected.

"It may also be that there are some heavy goods on the carriage!"

"Impossible, my Excellency Centurion, the car marks this time are much deeper than the car marks I have observed in the past week, far exceeding the record in the past week!"

"So?" Wood sat up straight and continued.

"So I asked another brother to take my place. I followed the carriage closely and refused to lose track for a second."

From time to time, Thrun deliberately described the difficult problems and unbearable hardships when he was tracking, and told Wood a lot of bitterness.

"Okay, you are the vice-captain now. It happens that one of the captains is unwell and can't continue working. If you do well this time, I will recommend you to the commander-in-chief!"

Wood smiled helplessly, and then said something that made Trent tremble all over.

"Yes, Sir Commander! This time, the carriage I followed did not go to the market as usual, but left the city of London and came to a residential area."

"And to my surprise, it was the Cromwells and his sons who got off the carriage, not the butler who made the purchase!"

"Then I waited nearby. The weather was so cold, and I was wearing very thin clothes, so I was so cold...I knew the urgency of the mission! I vowed not to leave."

Seeing Wood's face becoming more and more ugly, Thrun hurriedly turned the corner in his words.

"Just when I was about to lose my patience, another carriage came!"

"I looked carefully, and to my surprise, it was the Earl of Warwick who got out of the carriage."

"What? Is this real? Are you sure!!!"

Hearing this, Wood couldn't sit still any longer, and jumped up directly, holding Trent's collar tightly with both hands, with an extremely excited expression.

"Um, Your Excellency the Centurion, relax, I'm almost out of breath!"

Wood looked at Tren, who was blushing from the corner of his eye, and let go of his hand in embarrassment, only then remembered that his subordinate was quite thin.

"Well, Tren, keep talking, keep talking!"

"Ahem! Alright, Your Excellency the Centurion, I'm sure it's the Earl of Warwick! It's him!" Thrun stretched his neck and looked at Wood speechlessly.

"Very good, this is very good, Tren, your captain is sure to be this time!"

Hearing this, Wood happily walked up and down the room, muttering something from time to time, and he knew that the knight was right in front of him.

After about a minute, Wood slowly recovered under the eyes of Trent who seemed to be mentally retarded.

"So, what did they talk about?" Wood wanted to continue digging.

"No, seeing this, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I came back!" Thrun spread his hands and said.

"Okay! You continue to monitor! I'll go first!" Wood said in a hurry.

Immediately, Wood passed the news to Guy, and Guy brought the news to Edward who was eating.

"Okay, I got it!" Edward, who was eating, only said this, and then started his interrupted meal.

Guy, who was reporting at the side, was a little confused and couldn't figure out what Edward meant, so he could only wait for Edward to finish his meal.

After eating, Edward directly pulled Guy into the study and listened to him explain the details in detail.

"You immediately organize all the people in London. Didn't I send you some clothes for Dark Blade a while ago?"

"Let them wear this clothes now, and then arrest those unscrupulous businessmen. They must wear that clothes. This is the time to establish the majesty of your dark blades!"

Hearing this sentence, Guy felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

The Dark Blade department is so non-existent that any nobleman can easily tease him, regardless of his status as the leader of the Dark Blade.

"Then, what about the Earl of Warwick?" Guy asked nervously.

"Catch it together, don't be afraid, he's just an earl, I'll back you up!"

Edward thought for a while, then said directly, with a very free and easy tone.

"Then what charges are you arresting him for?"

"What reason do you need to arrest someone! You can just find any one! As long as you catch him, there are as many reasons as you want!"

Hearing Edward's rogue words, Guy was speechless, but it made sense after thinking about it.

After leaving Whitehall Palace, Guy went directly to the headquarters.

Because of the preparations in advance, there were hundreds of people standing densely in front of the villa at this time, tall, short, fat, and thin, but overall they looked full of momentum.

Take a closer look, everyone is wearing a tall hat specially designed for them by Edward, which is different from the ordinary tall hats sold on the street.

The hat is woven of fine linen and has a flat style (referring to Captain Jack the Pirate) with a golden brim and a lion symbolizing royal power and majesty in the center of the front of the hat.

Everyone was wearing a blood-red cloak, with an angel with wings embroidered on the surface of the cloak, wearing a scarlet shirt on the upper body, and a black jacket on the outside.

The lower body is white trousers, blue and white stockings, and moccasin boots.

A dagger with sheath hangs on the left side of the waist, and an iron waist card with personal information written in English on the right side.

Generally speaking, the team of nearly 400 people is uniformly dressed, and it looks like an elite team.

Walking to the front of the whole team, Guy is full of style, and he looks like the boss at first glance.

However, the weather at this time did not give face, and it began to rain sporadically. Guy said he was used to the weather in London.

"Brothers, tonight is our chance to show our talents, and also our chance to stand out!"

"The time to repay His Majesty the King is now, Long live His Majesty the King!!!"

"Long live His Majesty the King!" "Long live His Majesty the King!"... The people below also shouted in unison.

Looking at the sun that was about to set, Guy said loudly.

"Today, as long as you complete His Majesty's mission, not only can you record a special mission point, but each of you can get a reward of five pounds! For His Majesty the King!"

As if to stimulate enthusiasm, Guy brought out a cash reward again.

"For His Majesty the King!"...

This time the voice of shouting became even louder, soaring into the sky!