One hammer, one hammer, one hammer, another hammer.

Amidst the gunfire and gunpowder smoke, the sturdy carriage was destroyed by Lorraine, sawdust splashed, and the wreckage fell.

Seeing that the hammer was almost done, Lorraine put down the hammer, pinched a wooden bone in both hands, pedaled on the axle, and suddenly exerted force.

Click! La la la la!

The iron sheet wrapped around it became distorted little by little, and the thick wooden bones were lifted up by Lorraine's brute force, and there was a sound of cracking at the connection.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the board was completely removed and held in Lorraine's hand. There was no obstacle between him and the earl, and they met frankly.

The earl held the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword pointed straight at Lorraine.

"You... are an assassin!"

"Really, can there be more trust between people?" Lorraine innocently threw the board away, and the exhibition seemed to sweep the armed belt across his body, "I have a gun and a throwing knife suitable for throwing. If I am one of the assassins, why bother?"

"Don't be arrogant! Mr. Edward Kenway, you can't lie to me!" The earl panted and pressed against the roof of the car, trying to get himself up, standing upright, "We are in a woods on the outskirts of the city, where the people are off the beaten track, yet Someone set a trap for me. And you happened to be here, and you broke my identity as soon as you spoke. How do you explain these coincidences!"

"No explanation is needed." Lorraine sneered. "Your answer needs to be found by yourself. If you don't believe me, any of my explanations are nothing but a cover in your ears."

"this……"

The earl did not expect that he would hear such an answer from Lorraine's mouth, and for a while, he was in a dilemma.

From his heart, he is extremely looking forward to this redemption.

However, tonight he suffered too many dangers and tortures, several times near death, so that he did not dare to pin his safety on a stranger, even if he said it was true.

Lorraine stayed in and out of the carriage like this, without urging or comforting him.

After waiting for a while, Karen ran to Lorraine, first put his precious sledgehammer back on his back, and then reported: “A total of 23 assassins were killed, 12 were captured, 7 were captured, and 4 ran away. We ran to New Orleans. We were injured five and one was seriously injured."

"Let Daniel give priority to serious injuries and try not to leave behind troubles. By the way, those fleeing soldiers, they didn't meet with the blocking troops in front of them?"

"A gang of mobs, how dare to return to the battlefield again."

"Yes." Lorraine shook his head contemptuously, "Leave two groups of people to watch the prisoners, and the rest will immediately support the earl's guards and end the battle as soon as possible."

"Yes, Captain!"

All this was going on in front of the earl. The earl stopped listening to the gunshots and watched the team of capable sailors marching away with guns on their backs, leaving only a small number of soldiers passing by the carriage with dejected prisoners, his tone finally There is a little looseness.

"You...really came to save me?"

"This requires your judgment, Lord Earl, I have already said everything that should be said."

The earl gritted his teeth and struggled mentally for a long time, and finally took his sword back and sat down, "You have a doctor, I need treatment."

"When my treatment is over, Daniel will come to take care of you. They are for your injury. They are reasonable, and I can't give up on them."

"I will respect your decision..."

The battle soon ended, and heavy rain fell, shutting the Jackdaw and the earl into the dense woods.

Temporary tents were set up in the woods. They were said to be tents. In fact, a few tarpaulins were used to tie up and shelter between the trees, leaving not much dry space.

The earl and the wounded lay under the tarpaulin to receive Daniel's treatment. Lorraine, sailors, earl's surviving loyal guards and the hapless, mostly wounded prisoners stayed outside, all covered by the rain.

The only privilege is Henna.

She was sleeping soundly under a small tent, and a group of sailors stood guard for her to drive away the beasts that might exist.

No one has any doubts about this.

For the earl, the assassination cost him a heavy loss.

Of the fifty-man guard, only twelve guards followed the guard chief Eero Knight to rescue them. They were attacked and killed halfway through, killing four and wounding six.

Eero was lying next to him, shot firmly in the left shoulder. Daniel used a scalpel to cut off a large piece of flesh and blood contaminated by lead bombs, and then filled the gap with anti-infectives made from donkey dung, soil, herbs and spirits, and carefully wrapped them in clean. bandage.

The earl wondered whether the loyal Erot Knight could survive the danger.

But no matter whether he survived or not, the earl was convinced by Daniel's magical skills.

He was in a military camp and had seen similar injuries countless times. No matter how prestigious the doctor he invited, he could give the only treatment plan.

The hand that was shot should be chopped off, then muddy, wrapped in bandages, and let the wounded fend for themselves.

No one has ever been able to save the injured arm of the wounded like Daniel, but also prepare special anti-infectives for them!

Enjoying such a cutting-edge treatment in such a simple environment, if the injured still cannot survive in the end, it can only be said that his limit is reached.

The earl received Daniel's treatment with emotion. The bruises were covered with ointment and bandages, and the wounds at the corners of the eyebrows were also pasted with special medicine. The slight tingling sensation was transmitted to the brain, forming a special name called "trust". Signal.

At the end of the treatment, he gently pulled Daniel's sleeve.

"Doctor, why does Captain Kenway not allow you to use special medicine on injured sailors?"

Daniel looked at the heavy rain curtain outside the tent with a cold face: "There are not many special medicines. The captain said that you and your subordinates need to be given priority to ensure the safety of life. Loyalty and dignity enjoy the priority of life, this is beyond doubt."

"Then...the sailors?"

"The captain washed their wounds with strong wine and burned their skins with a hot knife. As for whether they can survive, God's favor is needed."

"Captain Kenway... is an honest gentleman."

...

Tropical rain always comes and goes.

Not long after the heavy rain stopped, the earl refused the **** request of the guards who had come up. He invited Lorraine and his party to take the wounded and escorted the prisoners to the Kent Manor where he was temporarily staying.

Kent Manor is located on the edge of the old city, covering a large area. The owner is the famous large plantation owner in New Orleans' social circle, Ms. Bethephine Kent.

She is a young widow, a close friend of the Countess of Galves in Europe, and the only public lover of the Count in the New World. She has heard that the two have a firm relationship and have been formally blessed by the Countess.

It's a pity that Lorraine didn't see this famous manor owner.

Because of the assassination, the earl missed the dinner with Mrs. Kent. The maid said that the lady had drunk a little more wine. She had already fallen asleep by now, and it was impossible to go downstairs to entertain guests for a while.

Lorraine and his party stayed overnight in Kent Manor without name and distinction, and did not make any request to the earl, nor did the earl mention any topic of return.

At night, a sound of sour teeth awakened Lorraine from his sleep.

He got up from the bed, stepped barefoot on the heavy carpet, poured himself a half glass of whiskey at the small bar, gently shook the ice in the glass, and slightly opened the blackout curtain with his fingertips.

Construction is underway on the grass of the manor, and thick wooden piles are erected in rows in front of the crowd, fixing the base, and winding ropes.

Henna slid into the room like a ghost, stuck to Lorraine's side, and said close to her ear: "I went out and explored, as if to torture the prisoner, the driver, and the negligent guard."

"I don't want to execute the prisoners in broad daylight. This is for my own people." Lorrain closed the curtains, turned his hands and scratched Henna's nose, "This kind of thing doesn't require you to work, why don't you sleep honestly? ?"

"Can't sleep." Henna blushed and lowered her head.

In the impression Lorraine had never done such an intimate action to her, this kind of sudden tenderness made her very uncomfortable, and she just wanted to run away.

But running is the most stupid idea.

Carmen has taught her how to get along with men and women more than once, and she knows that running is the most stupid idea.

At this time, just look up bravely!

Henna suddenly raised her head, her emerald eyes widened, and she was ready to face Lorraine's eyes.

But his eyes actually fell into the empty space...

There was no Lorraine in front of her eyes, only a thick blackout curtain. The bright moonlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, and the silvery white looked like flying snow.

Where did people... go?

Hina suddenly felt an extremely unfamiliar bewilderment~lightnovelpub.net~ It was as if she was determined to die, but the enemy disappeared in front of her eyes.

Lorraine's invitation came from the small bar: "If you can't sleep, have a drink together?"

The blood is about to squeeze out of the face...

Henna stepped away in a panic, and accidentally kicked the clothes rail by the bed, her toes hurt.

But she didn't want to stop, strode to the door as if nothing had happened, and opened the door rudely.

"No...no need! I'm sleepy!"

Bang!

Suddenly come and go, Henna tonight is no different from a tropical rainstorm.

Lorraine held up two cups in a gloomy manner. Seeing the clothes rail that was kicked down sloshing down, he mumbled: "Really, it was you who said you were not sleepy just now..."

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