As the sun sets, Lorraine is drawing the newly acquired chart stroke by stroke in the afterglow of the setting sun.

　　 Karen came back first, empty-handed.

　　 As they had anticipated, Bridgetown could not find a ready-made destroyer fore mast. Although they accept orders, it takes two months to order them, and it takes only a mere ten days to drive from here to Kingston.

　　 Ship repairs can only be put on hold for now.

　　 Lorraine discussed the route to Kingston with Karen and Acharin. They chatted and saw Carmen go home. The sailor helped him jump out of the carriage.

　　 The three of them greeted him together.

　　 Lorraine looked at the mountain-like wig with disgust: "Why do you think of dressing up like this?"

　　 Carmen took off the wig with difficulty, took off the false eyebrows thicker than white ears, and took a long breath: "Is there any way, isn't this the English aesthetic?"

　　 "Luxury to a deteriorating aesthetic." Lorraine shrugged and ordered someone to fetch water for Carmen and help her remove her makeup.

　　 Carmen gave a wry smile, and gently hung his shoulders: "Honorable attire can greatly reduce the difficulty of meeting. As long as I can see above, I am quite good at persuading people."

　　 "So, you brought me good news."

　　 "Yes, since about an hour ago, the Drake Chamber of Commerce has obtained a trade permit from the Governor's Mansion of the Windward Islands. The scope of the permit includes Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, Grenada, Dominica, Barbados and Tobago."

　　 "The entire British Windward Islands?"

"In addition, the Governor told me that the sea was not peaceful during this time. The French seemed to intend to occupy Grenada, but Kingston did not have much spare power. He hoped that we could see the flags flying in the port before entering the port to avoid unnecessary trouble. "

　　 "It seems that you not only persuaded the governor, but also established a good friendship with him."

　　Carmen smiled slyly: "In the words of Governor Carlisle, the friendship between us has been around for a long time, probably since the Western Saxon era."

　　 "Unexpectedly, he is still a humorous gentleman."

　　 The sailors brought fresh water. Carmen tried to bend down and frowned in pain: "My master captain, can you do me a favor?"

"what?"

"Henna and Noya were both driven to the shore by you. I need someone to help me loose this **** Basque Enu." She gasped, "Those baleens...strangle me to death. "

　　 "What can I say? Unshirkable, my beautiful staff."

　　Carmen's figure is very beautiful, the skin is silky smooth, and the convexity is pleasant.

　　 The process of changing clothes smelled sweet and beautiful. Lorraine fulfilled his duties as a captain, helping his seafarers like the most qualified gentleman.

　　 After he finished changing his clothes, he changed into a loose long skirt and washed the lead. The blushing staff came out of the cabin, and immediately greeted Acharin's frivolous whistle.

　　 The chief gunner hung himself on the top railing of the stern tower, smiled obscenely, and looked at Carmen ashamed.

　　 Lorraine glanced at him angrily: "I know what you are thinking, but none of the things you were thinking happened."

　　 "This doesn't prevent me from spreading rumors, does it? The beautiful staff asked the captain for help. The two stayed in the cabin for half an hour, alone and in the same room..."

　　 "You can spend the night on the shore tonight." Lorraine looked at him gloomily, "Bridgeton has a pleasant night. I hope you can get back to the boat before ten o'clock tomorrow."

　　 "Romance never overspends energy, my wise captain!" Acharin cheered, and dashed off the boat in several strides, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

　　 The helpless Lorraine and the helpless Karen get together, the eyes are not eyes, and the nose is not the nose.

　　 "I guess, I will watch the night tonight, captain?"

　　 "I may be with you." Lorraine moved his arms, "The charts have not been processed yet. In front of our guests, it is not suitable to deal with these professional matters."

　　 Karen was puzzled: "Captain, I wanted to ask, why did you pretend to look like a new sailor in front of the woman named Donna?"

"Because human IQ is an interesting thing. It will not rise because of the intelligence of the opponent, but it will drop because the opponent is stupid." Lorraine drew a line horizontally with his hand. ."

　　 "Are you trying to make her stupid?"

　　 "Only idiots will show their feet as soon as possible. We are very busy and there is no time to delay too much energy for something."

　　 "Aha..."

　　 The two were chatting, and the pier next door slowly sailed into a Brig-type frigate.

　　The slender hull draws a beautiful arc on the sea, and the waterline is smooth and round, showing the superb sailing skills of the crew.

　　 Lorraine saw the familiar British Navy uniforms on the deck. A group of sailors screamed and hurried under the command of several lieutenants, docked the ship steadily at the pier, and lowered the deck.

　　 Keren squinted: "A ship of the Royal Navy?"

　　 "The bow is like a badger. If I guess right, it's the Royal Navy frigate, HMS Badger."

　　 Karen looked at Lorraine like a monster: "Captain, the entire Royal Navy has nearly a thousand ships, do you remember all of them?"

"When I was studying at the Sea School, the Badger was a scout ship of the Straits Fleet, so I have seen it a few times." Lorraine shrugged, "By the way, I remember that Odilean gave me one when I left Southampton. Private letter, his nephew Horatio Nelson seems to be serving on the Badger."

　　 "Such a coincidence?"

　　 "Who knows? Just ask if you can."

　　……

　　 digging through the cabin to find the letter from Odilean to Nelson~lightnovelpub.net~Lorraine crossed his waist and disembarked, all the way to the mooring dock where the HMS Badger is located.

　　The sailors are disembarking from the ship.

　　Different from the energetic military posture on the ship, when they get off the ship, they will be in groups, with shoulders and backs, walking colorfully, just like giant crabs.

　　 In fact, this is their true colors.

　　 Since Elizabeth I, the Royal Navy of Great Britain has expanded rapidly. In order to make up for the shortage of sailors, the Royal Navy will often find strong men in the port taverns.

　　 caught on the boat, tied it up, the boat went out to sea, and started training.

　　 The officers of the ship were given the supreme authority of a king in this small square inch of the deck, and they could insult, whipped and even tortured their own sailors at will.

　　 The drunken men who were tied to the ship would soon succumb and become qualified and brave sailors as quickly as possible, and then signed an order to join the army, which was similar to a deed, and since then became a glorious member of the Royal Navy.

　　 So some people say that the drunk protects the sun-set sea frontiers of Great Britain. This is not a joke.

　　 The authority of the officer could not disembark, as long as he stepped on the land, the drunk was still the original group of free drunks.

　　 Lorraine avoided them, walked to the side of the ship, and asked a second lieutenant on the side of the ship: "Is it the HMS Badger?"

　　 Lieutenant poked his head out strangely: "This..."

"Lorraine Anason Drake, I am the president of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and a friend of Mr. Odilean Shacklein. Mr. Shacklein has a trust that I will give your captain Horatio Nelson. Lieutenant Colonel, I hope he is on board now."

　　 "Yes, wait a minute!" The second lieutenant shouted and turned back, "Captain, there is a letter from your family! The messenger is chasing us to Barbados!"