Reborn As a Pirate

Horatio Nelson, this name is well-known in Lorraine's memory.

He is Odilan's nephew, and Odilan highly admires his vision and ability.

He is the imaginary enemy of Sir Layton, Lorraine's mentor, and the best student representative trained by the sea school experience school for 30 years.

This involves a dispute over the teaching route within the school.

The experience group believes that excellent officers can only be cultivated on the battlefield, and that every sea school student should join the fleet in the first year of enrollment, and use cruel survival of the fittest to select the elite. The systematic teaching of the academy can only train seamen, and is useless to the army.

The academic party hates this kind of self-defeating argument, and regards the experiential school as a shame.

Lorraine was regarded as a treasure by Sir Layton back then, and the most common curse he heard when he was in the sea school was "Your opponent is that damned Horatio Nelson", which is enough to show that the academics have a grudge against Nelson.

In addition, if there is no problem with the memory of Lorraine's previous life, Nelson is still a destined legend.

Vice Admiral White Banner, 1st Viscount Nelson, Hero of Trafalgar, Model of Excellent Soldiers in the World, Dogmatic Belief of German and Japanese Navies in World War II...

To be able to tie all kinds of honor in one body, Nelson must be outstanding. But even so, Lorraine still had no interest in him.

Referring to the memory of the previous life, this legend is obviously just a pure soldier, who is desperate and seeks benevolence, and even died without turning his outstanding military achievements into popularity and political bargaining chips in politics.

In other words, he is not a suitable investment target for Lorraine.

From the perspective of profit-seeking, making friends with Nelson is a business that is doomed to lose everything.

So Lorraine was not active in sending the letter. Facing the second lieutenant's invitation, he didn't even board the Badger in person, but expressed his gratitude reservedly, then delivered the letter and left.

This seems to be the end of the matter.

Lorraine fulfilled Odilan's entrustment, and sent a private letter across the ocean to his good nephew.

But two days later, the reckless second lieutenant actually appeared at the door of the hotel where Lorraine was renting, and handed Nelson an invitation letter with both hands.

The invitation letter is made of nanmu leather. Not only is it beautifully framed, but the cursive characters inside are also neatly written in one go. Most importantly, the contents of the letterhead and the signature at the end are obviously made by one person.

This shows that the invitation letter was written by Nelson himself, and he wrote it with a serious attitude. He drafted it in advance and then recorded it on it.

Lorraine couldn't help frowning: "François Farm, tomorrow night?"

"Yes, Mr. Drake." The second lieutenant said earnestly, "Sir François is a good friend of the lieutenant colonel. The lieutenant colonel borrowed the farm from him and prepared a banquet. Please appreciate it."

"May I ask what kind of banquet it is?"

"French."

"Just me and the lieutenant colonel?" Lorraine paused, "I mean, will the lieutenant colonel bring a female companion?"

"Mademoiselle François will be with her. They are in love."

"Is that so..." Lorraine put away the invitation letter with a smile, "Please tell the lieutenant colonel, thank him for his kind invitation, I will definitely attend on time."

"Waiting for you, Mr. Drake!"

After seeing off the second lieutenant, Lorraine stood in the yard with her arms folded for a long time.

Hana came over with a puzzled face: "You are worried, because you think this banquet is a fraud?"

"There is no cheating. There is no conflict or old grudge between us." Lorraine sighed helplessly, "It's just that the lieutenant colonel was too serious, which made going to the banquet all of a sudden troublesome."

"for example?"

"For example, his beliefs, hobbies, and the age and appearance of that Miss François. If I don't want to be rude in front of others, I need to know at least these."

Henna raised her eyebrows: "François Farm, right? I'll go check it out tonight.

"

...

The next day, Lorraine chose Carmen as his female companion, and took a carriage to the François farm in the suburbs.

The farms in Barbados are naturally plantations, and the roads are lined with rows of guards like straight sugar cane forests. There is a sugar workshop in the middle of the forest. Judging from the rumbling noise, Baron François has introduced the latest steam engine equipment.

Through the vast sugarcane forest, and through a small slave village and a large beautiful cherry orchard, Lorraine finally saw the farm.

The wooden gate is simple and heavy, with long towering walls stretching out on both sides, and barbed wire is tied on the wall, separating the slaves from the slaves.

Lorraine saw Nelson waiting there at the gate of the farm, wearing a formal military uniform and a wig with a black suede triangular cap on the wig.

Beside him is a blonde girl from a small family, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with baby fat still on her face, with dignified features and a little cramped.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate, and Lorraine jumped down, elbowing the well-dressed Carmen.

Henna's earlier spies come into play in this moment.

Nelson is a Puritan, while Miss Francois's family believes in Catholicism devoutly.

Combining the beliefs and preferences of both parties, Carmen put on a conservative dark green skirt today, gave up all luxurious jewelry, and only used a silver cross brooch to decorate the color.

She put her full head of hair up high, put on a beige, simple narrow-brimmed top hat, and covered her pretty face with a pure white veil.

Such a neat and elegant dress immediately won Nelson's favor.

He smiled and came up to Mademoiselle Francois on his arm.

"Mr. Drake, I'm Horatio, Horatio Nelson, Lieutenant Colonel of the Royal Navy."

"Lorraine, Lorraine Drake, Lieutenant Colonel Nelson, who has long known his name."

The two smiled and shook hands. Carmen took a bottle of wine tied with a ribbon from the driver and handed it to Mademoiselle François.

"This is the champagne from the French Pinot Noir estate. I hope that friends who are far away from their homeland can smell the fragrance of European soil."

Miss Francois's eyes lit up, and she said pleasantly, "Pinot Noir, could it be..."

uh-huh!

Nelson coughed dissatisfiedly and interrupted Mademoiselle François.

He frowned and looked at Lorraine: "Mr. Drake, Pinot Noir champagne is too expensive, and it is not an appropriate door-to-door gift."

"I'm a businessman, a businessman with a pretty good profit." Lorraine looked back at Nelson without any concessions, "Buying a door-to-door gift locally is disrespectful to the owner, and there are only two kinds of wine on my ship, one is black Pinot, the other is a poor quality wine for sailors. Lieutenant Colonel Nelson, do you have the heart to let my female companion come to the door with a huge oak barrel?"

Such an answer was obviously beyond Nelson's expectation. He was stunned for a while, then laughed dumbly: "Uncle Odilan is right, you are a person who knows how to enjoy life, and your words are sharp."

Lorraine made a small grimace: "However, only those who hit it off at first sight are worthy of being unscrupulously true. If standing in front of me is the Governor of Carlisle in Barbados, I will only tell him that this wine was newly bought at his winery. of."

Nelson laughed.

After laughing, he patted Lorraine on the shoulder: "I already smell the fragrance of Europe. Please come in, my friend, Pinot Noir is the most beautiful in the world, let's get rid of it tonight."

"Better obedience than respect, my friend."