The success of rock climbing means that the advance team's actions are mostly successful.

　　 Lorraine turned over the cliff with difficulty, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the tragic death of Roonet, and then Henna, who was covered in blood and her hair was close to her cheek.

　　In my impression, Henna seems to have never been so embarrassed...

　　 Assassin regarded killing as an art. Unlike Lorraine’s straight-forward frame, Henna always left surplus energy in battle, and that surplus energy was used to calculate the angle of the knife and the direction of the incision.

　　 The effect of a one-hit kill is the first requirement. Controlling the direction of blood spurting and preventing dirt from splashing on the body is the second requirement.

　　With these two major needs, Henna will always give people a personable, relaxed and freehand feeling.

　　 The truth is also true.

　　 The two have known each other for more than three years. Whether it is a fierce ship seizing battle or a battle with pirates or even beasts on land, Henna seems to have never been stained with blood.

What's going on today?

　　 Lorraine blinked his eyes suspiciously: "That lying on the ground, isn't it a swordsman in the mountains?"

　　 "Just an ordinary guard, he uses a gun."

　　 "Then you look like..."

　　 Henna wiped her face dejectedly: "During this period, it seems to be a little slack."

　　 "That said, it seems that I am also a little slack. Is it a period of fatigue?"

　　 "Fatigue?"

　　 "New Orleans and Lucy, smugglers and mercenaries, the two lines have not been able to live recently, have you been on a rotation for a long time? Even when you were at the manor, you have been monitoring Bell."

　　 Henna was taken aback: "Maybe..."

Lorraine stretched a big lazy waist, untied the noose that was wrapped around him, found a big tree and tied it tightly, and finally wrapped his red turban on the rope, flicked the rope, and sent the turban to the cliff. Down.

　　 "In this way, when the Halloween operation is over, you have a good rest in the manor, and don't participate in the smuggling in June."

"No need to rest." Hina shook her head coldly. "Bell Judea's position is not completely determined, and the smuggling line is not safe. There is no one by your side who can replace the scout, I am not here, you It will be inconvenient."

　　 "If you are tired, it will be more inconvenient for me."

　　 "You won't get tired, you can rest on the sea."

　　 "At sea..."

　　 Lorraine resisted the impulse to preach.

Today, Hannah was extremely stubborn, like the kind of horns that got into something terrific, even with a steam locomotive, he would never want to pull it out, so he sensibly gave up persuasion, took out the water bag and handkerchief, and silently helped Work with Henna to clean up the blood stains on her face and hands.

　　 When the cleaning was almost finished, the burly man who had arranged the sequence in advance had already climbed the cliff along the ropes under the leadership of Acharin, and then the eight people worked together to set up two sets of rope ladders on the cliff.

　　 More and more advance team members climbed up the cliff. By three o'clock in the middle of the night, all the team members were finally assembled, and the command of the operation was again handed over to John Leched.

　　 "Robe Manor is composed of four parts, villas, piers, pastures and plantations. The topography and personnel composition of them has been clarified by the spy. If this is the case, there should be no accidents in the operation. This is an order."

　　 Leched led the wind lantern and knocked on the topographic map in front of him.

"Among the four places, the number of guards at the dock is the largest. I personally lead the team and are assigned to six squads; there are more than 200 slaves in the plantation. , You are responsible."

"Yes, sir!"

　　 "The ranch has a small population and no guards are placed, the president..."

　　 "You can ask Yacharin to take a squad, and some servants will no longer have any problems." Lorraine chose the commander without thinking about it.

　　 Yacharin nodded lazily: "Don't worry, there will be no problems."

　　 "Then arrange it like this." Leched was noncommittal, and pointed to the villa, "There are only two shifts left, 20 people, the president, the villa, or a shift from the pier..."

　　 Lorraine smiled and shook his head: "I am a privateer businessman. Speaking of looting, I am a professional, and 20 people are enough."

“It’s really a pleasure to work with you.” Leched laughed and distributed the relevant topographic map to the person in charge. “The troop arrangement is as described above. Gentlemen, our purpose is to secretly deliver the eighth company to the horse. Tinic Island, so you need to avoid all risks of leaking the news. It is not allowed to let anyone leave the manor. If it is not necessary, try not to create a fire and reduce the gunfire as much as possible. What else can the deputy commander add? ?"

Lorraine thought for a while: "Considering that this is a landing operation, the advance team was able to arrive smoothly under the shelter of the sea. So, at least this time, please control the army's behavior. During the operation, adultery is forbidden, and it is also forbidden. All non-essential abuses. You are pirates tonight. Pirates can take the lives of innocent people, but they cannot take their dignity."

"Yes, sir!"

　　 About to leave, Leched stood beside Lorraine with a smile, watching the players of the advance team prepare to pack.

　　 "I didn't expect that one day I would hear a knightly supplementary statement from a privateer's mouth..."

　　 Lorraine pinched his eyebrows: "I will treat the piracy code as a knight's manifesto, commander-in-chief, your understanding of pirates is really lacking."

　　 Reiched opened his mouth in surprise: "Forbidden adultery and non-essential abuse, these justice-filled clauses actually come from the notorious piracy code?"

　　 "An accident? The chaotic pirate turned out to be a champion of order... You probably think so."

"Is not it?"

"It's a pity, no. The prohibition of adultery is to avoid unnecessary physical exertion, and the prohibition of abuse is also to increase the efficiency of plunder. Pirates are pirates. Like the army, we are just a group of professional thugs, and we don't need to overestimate our character. "

　　 "Interesting rhetoric..." Leched looked up and down Lorraine, "I still don't like you, but to be honest, you aroused my interest."

　　 "It's a great honor, sir." Lorraine pretended to give a gentleman's ceremony. "It's getting late. The action will be over before dawn, right? Goodbye."

　　 "I wish the looting go smoothly."

　　 "The same is true for you."

　　……

　　 Killing, blood, hundreds of professional thugs attacked the manor from a location that the manor had never imagined. When the first blood blooms, victory or defeat is the definite number.

　　 No one escaped from the encirclement set by Leheed. The rebels were killed and thrown into the newly dug pit of the manor after making up the knife. The cowardly survived. They were gathered together and shivered under the bayonet of the soldiers.

When the sun rose, the soldiers who sent the order finally sent the assault boat and the news of the port entry to the warship moored at sea. Before Nelson and the warship arrived, Lorraine met the psychologically tortured Mr. Robbe and Mr. Robbe in the restaurant of the manor. He has one son and two daughters.

　　 The young gentleman became a butler, a delicate lady and a part-time maid. Under the watchful eyes of the sailors, the frightened ex-owners sent a disc of carefully prepared French to Lorraine and his sailors.

　　 Compared with the rich English morning tea, French breakfast is sweet and simple.

　　 Sliced ​​croissants and loaves, with natural fresh strawberry jam, with fragrant hot chocolate and salted butter caramel crepes from Britain.

　　 Lorraine cut a piece of crepe and put it in his mouth, feeling the strong sweetness mixed with the scent of butter in his taste buds, and sighed with satisfaction.

　　 With this tone, Mr. Robbe and his children almost fell to their knees.

　　 "Sir, are you... pirates?"

"Not very accurate." Lorraine took a sip of the thick hot chocolate and licked his lips. "Although we are doing pirates, we are now a hostile country in terms of our identity. My behavior should be called Invasion."

　　 "Invasion? You are Britain..."

　　 "The New World Fleet Special Operations Unit of the Royal British Navy, our mission is to disrupt everything in Martinique and lay the foundation for victory in the upcoming Battle of the Windward Islands."

　　 Mr. Robbe slid down the chair to under the dining table.

　　 When the children picked him out from under the table, he was already pale: "You tell me such a secret, don't you..."

"You are a gentleman~lightnovelpub.net~ You and your family are qualified to enjoy the asylum of civilization." Lorraine wiped his mouth and put down his napkin. "Sir, your daughters are very beautiful. Seeing their faces There are no scars, and the clothes are not messy, I know that my soldiers are strictly guarding their duties."

　　 "I will stand by my duty. From now on until the end of the war, you and your family will be prisoners of the Royal Navy and sent to a prisoner-of-war camp in Barbados for temporary residence until the end of this stupid war."

"Of course, while you become a captive, your manor and property will be temporarily used by us. We promise to avoid irreparable damage to them as much as possible. This is a dispensable power of attorney. Please trouble you before boarding the ship. Sign it."

　　 While speaking, Noya handed a simple paper written temporarily to Mr. Robbe, and put a feather pen full of ink into Robbe's hand.

　　 Mr. Robbe has no idea whether he is feeling happy or sad.

　　 He and his family were classified as national prisoners of war by Lorraine, which means that he does not have to continue to bear the looting while continuing to bear the redemption of his own money, and of course he does not have to worry about his life. But this manor is afraid that it will be robbed by these British soldiers...

　　 Lorraine also said that this power of attorney "is optional", regardless of whether he signs or not, the British will not leave him much.

　　 disaster, this is a disaster.

　　 Mr. Robey gave a sorrowful laugh, and solemnly signed his full name at the end of the power of attorney: "You are a noble gentleman. Officer, thank you... for your kindness."