The little girl is so energetic...

　　 Sitting on a wooden box with fishing gear, Dylan turned his trademark blind fish eyes and looked at the sea and sky in the distance.

　　 Today’s weather is very good, it is very suitable to drive a small boat to go offshore fishing, very suitable to bask in the sun for a day, and then take the bronze, slightly tingling skin to the tavern.

　　 Badila likes this kind of skin the most. Touching this kind of skin will make her excited, and even the waist is twisted very hard, giving people a ecstasy and bone-destructive experience.

　　 It’s not long since such a good day...

　　 Dylan knew that the nosy old Leonard had sent a letter to the three of them, asking them to report to Southampton, and take the merchant ship of the Northwest Branch to the New World to gather together.

　　 In a few months, when Huang Lian Po came to settle down in the manor with his three children, he would not be able to run to the town so grandiosely to recruit prostitutes, at least... it would take a lot of effort to run to the next town.

　　 This is really a sad story, just like a enthusiastic young housekeeper suddenly parachuted into a good manor.

　　Caribbean Chapter, how come they are all such superfluous people?

"Hey!"

　　 Dylan sighed heavily, straightened his waist, and suddenly saw a flying Saint George flag at the end of the sea and sky.

　　 The snow-white St. George flag, the bright red side cross fluttering in the wind, fabricated the sound of hunting in people’s ears, getting higher and closer and closer.

　　 The thick mast jumped out of the sea, followed by the slender ship shadow.

The posture of the ship is very vigorous. From the details of the design, it should be a newly built Brigentine, but the hull was accidentally broken, scorched, and damaged. From the hull to the mast, it was rushed to repair. In the patch, there is a huge gap in the stern tower, as if he had just survived a naval battle.

　　 That is not the point. The point is that this ship is heading towards the fishing port.

　　 What boat will go straight to this remote fishing port?

　　 The captain is back?

　　 Dylan vaguely saw the silhouettes of a pair of beauties on the bow, the burly male and the slim female, but the distance was too far, he couldn't see clearly for a while.

　　 He quickly pushed Hill, who was dozing off on the side.

　　 "Man, there is a boat!"

　　 Hill tilted his head with an expression of impossibility, and removed the large particles of feces at the corners of his eyes: "Man, this is offshore, and there are ships at any time."

　　 "It's not that kind of boat, it's Brigentine, coming towards us."

　　 "What? Brigantine?"

　　 Hill's eyes widened, he stood up anxiously, climbed to the top of the building in three or two steps, and set up the pergola to look into the distance.

His eyes are very good. When he was the flagship of Lorraine, his position was the fifth watcher of the mainmast and the third watcher of the foremast. Even Lorraine said that those gray eyes that were always not clean must be Blessed by the gods.

　　 However, their actions were not approved by the housekeeper.

　　The training talk was reaching the climax. One of the subjects was dead asleep, and the two whispered to each other, chatting and laughing, talking and talking, one of them began to climb the roof, and also put on the shameful posture of pelican courtship under the public.

　　Miss Offie is very angry!

　　 "Hey! Is that how men in England deal with supervisors! What about your manners? Your..."

　　 "Shut up, forty pounds chick!"

　　 "You! You, you!" Miss Offie was choked for the first time, blushing and stunned.

　　 Dylan got up and slapped another old man on the back of the head: "Barto, get up, there is a gunboat approaching, it is damaged, and the flag of Saint George is hanging."

　　 Barto, who hadn't even cleaned the Harazi, jumped three feet high, like a whirlwind into the hut. After a while, he put a spear on himself, put a spear on his back, and took out the side weapons of the two partners along the way.

　　Miss Offee stared at the three suddenly changed temperaments, stammered and asked: "This...who can tell me what happened?"

　　 Dylan took the rifle handed over by Barto, raised the rifle and tried to take aim.

　　 "Obviously, forty-pound chick, the damaged gunboat is heading to the dock, or the captain is back, or the cunning pirate pretending to be a British ship, preparing to **** our fishing port to rest."

　　 "Sea... Pirate?"

"Don't make a fuss." Dylan licked his lips and grinned. "They are 4 kilometers away from us, and Hill will tell you the answer soon. Even if you are a pirate, you still have enough time to gather black slaves and Indians together. To defend our manor."

"Really?"

　　 "Why do you think the captain chose the three of us to take care of the fishing port? The stormtroopers, the signal room, and the observation deck, we are all seafarer-level sailors. The reason why we stay at the pier is to protect the safety of the manor, not to remove the **** moss!"

　　 Before the words fell, Hill on the roof shouted loudly: "Target confirmed! It is the captain and Ms. Yesra! Put away your swords and guns and prepare to meet!"

　　……

　　 It took nearly half an hour before the Hyla, bracing the wind, slowly approached the pier.

　　 The boat board lowered, and Lorraine and Henna stepped down the deck arm in arm, and they saw Dylan standing straight.

　　 "Old Dylan, long time no see."

　　 Dylan slapped his attention and saluted: "Welcome the captain back home!"

　　 Lorraine nodded noncommitantly, twisted his head, and looked at Miss Offie in surprise: "Offie McCarthy, I don’t remember employing a beautiful Irish lady in my manor."

Miss Offie coughed twice: "Reporting President, I belong to the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and the Caribbean Chapter dispatched to the Chamber of Commerce Information Liaison Officer Ofie McCarthy. In view of your uncertainty and unwillingness to disclose to the club, Parker The branch president thinks it is necessary to add this position."

　　 "Are you a liaison person?"

　　 "Yes. In addition, considering that Drake Hills does not have a butler so far, the President of the Parker Branch ordered me to take this post temporarily, and you will decide whether to assign another one."

　　 "Butler..." Lorraine touched his chin, which hadn't been naked for a long time. "Dylan, how long has Miss McCarthy been a housekeeper?"

　　 "Almost three weeks."

　　 "Are you competent?"

　　 "Very long-winded."

　　 "That is to say, very competent...I heard that your eldest daughter is also that kind of lively personality with no big details?"

　　 Dylan sighed heavily: "Yes, my daughter learned from his wife. I heard that they will come to Lucy in July at the latest. I think she and Miss McCarthy can become good friends."

　　 "That's great." Lorraine smiled and stretched out her hand to Miss Ofe. "Miss McCarthy, in view of your good performance during this period, your trial period is over. I hope you have a good time in the manor."

　　 The evil pagan suddenly became so talkative, Miss Offie was very wary.

　　Besides being vigilant, she still remembers her other job, a liaison officer.

　　 She pointed to the Hyla and asked, "President...No, sir, what's the matter with this ship?"

　　 "This ship?" Lorraine looked back at Hyla, "Do you know what I did before?"

　　 This question is Miss Offie’s inverse scale.

　　 She frowned and said, "Only the three people at the pier in the manor know why you are there. Even the President of the Parker branch asked them, but they got no answers."

　　 "You didn't try to bribe them?"

"How can you do this!"

　　 "Aha...it's okay, you're right, this is indeed an out-of-time move." Lorraine glanced at Dylan regretfully and said to Miss Offie, "Some time ago, I went to Central America for an expedition."

　　 "Adventure? Maya?"

　　 "As you said, I will look for the remains of the sun god."

　　 "Did you find it?"

"No."

　　 "Then this ship?"

　　 "On the way back, I met a pirate group resting on a beach. Like every honest gentleman, I attacked them."

　　Miss Offie showed a ghostly expression on her face: "During the expedition ~lightnovelpub.net~, you attacked a pirate on land?"

"right."

　　 "Snatched their ship?"

"right."

　　 "Then why did the ship break like this?"

　　 "Oh, there are so many pirates, so I played a little trick, detonated some of their ammunition, and closed the gap in the number of people."

　　 "You are a devil..." Ofi looked at Lorraine in horror, "Next, what are you going to do?"

　　 "Aren't you a liaison officer? Please inform President Parker to come to the fishing port to accept the gunboat. This ship needs repairs and a better name."

"Ah good."

　　 "Are there any questions?"

"there is none left……"

　　 "If not, let's go back to the manor."

　　 Lorraine headed, Miss Offie followed desperately behind her, mingled with a group of giggling and chatting seamen.

　　As soon as she walked out of the dock, she heard Hina say to Dylan: "The dock should be cleaned. There are moss and green spots everywhere, which makes it easy to slip."

　　 Dylan stood at attention with a snap: "Tomorrow the pier will have a new look, I assure you, Ms. Yesra!"

　　Ms. Ofi was so angry that she ascended to heaven immediately: "Didn't you just vowed to say that your job is not to remove moss!"

　　 "This is not moss removal, this is an order." Dylan replied solemnly.