Reborn As a Pirate

The battle in the waters off the Isle of Ray cleared away the smoke three days ago, but the rumble of cannons still reverberates over England to this day.

The Roy Chamber of Commerce suffered a crushing defeat, and the old Karak-type destroyer was once again defeated in a battle with the new Galen-type destroyer. By the way, a bloody fact was revealed to the shallow sea merchants.

Even with similar firepower, Karak is far from Garen's opponent, not even qualified to be called an opponent.

At the same time, the alliance of the three chambers of commerce rose to fame.

They were the closest Englishmen to that battle, and their strength was far from enough to intervene in that war. They bravely launched a rescue, and through a bloody battle, they broke the first fleet of the Yordle Chamber of Commerce.

This victory became the only fig leaf for the English, and what made them even more desperate was that the Roy Chamber of Commerce used the relationship of the Viscount behind them, but still failed to make the Channel Fleet moored at Plymouth pay more attention to this battle. A small war close at hand.

Lorraine Drake is right, in England's eyes, they are not worth mentioning at all.

These two days, Lorraine has been extremely busy. The merchants seeking to visit one after another, dispatched people, dispatched ships, and gave up control... They all hoped to join the camp of the Three Chambers of Commerce Alliance.

The conditions given by many people were so generous that even Lorraine was tempted by it. It was only because of Henna watching from the side that he didn't make a decision that he regretted.

He has to carry it.

After the battle with the Yordle Chamber of Commerce ended, he had a frank and secret talk with Hierro and Odilan.

The mission of breaking the fleet should be over, and defeating a fleet with the strength of the Yodel Chamber of Commerce is his limit.

If they want to take on greater responsibilities, they need to truly integrate the power of England's offshore business district, instead of slowly developing their own small alliances and isolating the severely damaged Roy Chamber of Commerce.

Because the Roy Chamber of Commerce also has a Karak, looking at the entire offshore business district, this old destroyer named the Red-haired Sultan is still the best choice for fighting the Reindeer, and no one can replace it.

Turning plane... how long do we have to wait?

Lorraine waited quietly, waiting for news from both the Roy Chamber of Commerce and Carmen.

There was a knock on the door.

Lorraine regained his composure, straightened his vest and shirt, and said softly, "Please come in."

Ms. Zhenna at the front desk opened the door and came in, bowing to Lorraine: "Mr. Drake, the next guest who made an appointment will arrive in 5 minutes, and I have reserved 30 minutes for you."

"Which means I'll have to turn him down in 25 minutes and coax him into putting pressure on the Roy Chamber of Commerce...that's the ninth of the day, isn't it?"

Miss Zhenna sighed helplessly: "Your memory is really good, you are the ninth."

"Which chamber of commerce is the president this time? Or their manager?"

"Neither." Zhenna took out the small book from her pocket, flipped through it until it reached the middle page, "The visitor's name is Bel Judea, and he made an appointment three days ago. He said he was your old classmate, Because he has always refused to explain the reason for coming, the priority is 0, and this is ranked behind all the presidents."

"Student Judea... what is he doing here?"

Five minutes later, Lorraine met Bell in his office.

Blonde hair, green eyes, wearing a vigorous lieutenant officer's uniform, with a cynical and lazy smile on his face.

I haven't seen each other for two years, and Lorraine's best friend in the sea school is still looking tired and lazy, and it doesn't seem to have changed at all.

Lorraine stood up with a smile: "Bell Judea, I heard that you went to serve on the Wandering Ship of Lieutenant Colonel Drake, but never thought that you would come to me."

Bell took off the three-cornered hat on his head, raised his hand to cover the clock in the office, blocked the dial, and said with a smirk, "It's not good to see an old classmate who has made a fortune. Your beautiful secretary and lover kept me waiting for three days. , but only gave me 25 minutes. On a side note,

Your brother is already a colonel, the new captain of the HMS Lion. "

"The Lion?"

"It's the Lion. The captain will inherit the unfinished business of General Arya and go to the New World."

"Stay bored." Lorraine shook his head and walked to the bar, threw Bell's tricorne hat on the hat stand, and re-exposed the dial, asking, "What would you like to drink? Whiskey? Or Bordeaux?"

"Coffee, preferably from Jamaica, I have to get used to it."

Lorraine glanced at the needle, and said to Miss Zhenna by the door: "Crew a glass of Warren Ford's Blue Mountain for Captain Judea, two spoonfuls of milk, no sugar, if I didn't remember..."

"Warren Ford Farm?" Bell's eyes lit up, "No milk, no sugar, I'm ready to face the bitterness and sweetness of the Caribbean!"

Zhenna looked at Lorraine in embarrassment.

Lorraine laughed and waved his hands: "Follow Captain Judea's advice, but please hurry up, he only has 20 minutes left to taste the bitterness."

Zhenna responded and closed the door to make coffee. There were only two people left in the room.

Bell threw himself on the soft sofa, crossed his legs, and moaned comfortably: "The life of a rich man...Lorraine, for the first time, I think that giving up the navy is the wisest decision in your life."

"An underage ward has no right to voluntarily retire from the military. I was ordered to drop out of school by Drake's family."

"Is there a difference? The captain gave you Francis' privateer certificate, and you accepted it. At least on this point, you still have a tacit understanding."

Lorraine poured himself half a glass of whiskey, added ice, and shook it lightly: "You came here just to let me throw you out of the window?"

Bell shrugged helplessly: "It's actually for business."

"Business?"

"The cause of the incident is that my good sister chose a church school. You know, my family is just a small nobleman who fell in the Glorious Revolution and cannot afford expensive tuition."

Lorraine nodded.

"The course of the incident, the Lion is in the period of defense change, and the management of the material warehouse is chaotic. As the captain's confidant, I was ordered to assist in the inventory clearance, and found a batch of long guns that were not included in the material list."

"Long guns, how many are there?"

"Forty-three 1756 Brown Beth Maritime Commuter Flintlocks, newly manufactured by the Royal Small Arms Foundry in February this year, with numbers and inscriptions on the barrels."

"New maritime commuter?" Lorraine frowned. "Do you know that once this kind of thing is exposed, your military career will be over."

"Who made me a good brother who loves his sister?" Bell showed a self-deprecating smile, "The unit price is 80 pounds, do you want it?"

"Three times the ex-factory price..." Lorraine pondered for a moment, "When can I see the goods?"

"On the second night after receiving the money, you can send someone to salvage Plymouth Bay at one o'clock in the morning, and I will give you the exact location."

"Where's the ammunition?"

"Each gun comes with a thousand rounds. If you want more, you have to pay more."

"Up to five thousand rounds, I will pay you 90 pounds for each gun. The money will be sent to your mother tomorrow, I hope it won't scare her."

"I seem to be beginning to understand why in just two and a half years, you are already rich enough to treat guests to authentic Blue Mountain..."