The morning sun is high, the earth warms up, and the sparse forests in the outskirts of Le Lorrain are stained with a thin layer of morning mist as thin as gauze by the transpiring dewdrops.

　　 This fog is the curtain of the ecological theater.

　　The nocturnal animals are wrapped in dampness and hide back into the cave. The day-by-day animals are fresh and start to survive for another day.

　　 The birds have to get up earlier. They chirpingly gather in the branches of the tree, combing the slightly moist feathers, looking forward to flapping their wings, looking forward to flying high.

　　 This may be the most peaceful time of the day in Shulin.

　　 But today, the rare peace is broken by the sudden sound of horseshoes.

　　 The huge horse team rolled in from the direction of the town. They discharged the loose riding array, leaped out of the ground, wrapped in gale wind and dust, and rushed along the forest trail to the Renault Manor not far away.

　　 The beast starts to walk away, and the bird rests in a panic. The panicked little bird didn't even care about the way forward, and plunged into the canopy with a puff, flapping its wings to go straight to the sky.

There were flying feathers everywhere, and many birds accidentally knocked themselves out and planted into the soft fallen leaves. Fortunately, the passing beasts paid no attention to the food delivered to their mouths. The coyote and the rabbit were next to each other. The fox and the wild boar huddled together.

　　 They just want to escape!

　　 escape those knights, escape this disaster.

　　 Lorraine rushed to the arrow position of the cavalry with his horse whip. The light Henna was only half of his body behind him. She covered her face towel and squeezed her mouth. Only a pair of emerald eyes shining with unspeakable concentration and seriousness.

　　 The cavalry drove through the two fork roads in rapid succession, and the third fork road could already be seen in the distance.

Lorraine turned back and yelled to Hina: "Le Lorraine is not big. Acharin can only fight for us for two hours at most. The front fork will split up. Hina, you take a detour with ten people and sneak in from the side. If the negotiation fails to work. , Just clean up the upper and lower, and replace it!"

　　 "Got it! Be careful!" Without any hesitation, Hina raised her hand with a wave, and immediately separated half of the brigade's riding.

　　 The knights formed two teams according to their groupings. They were shaped like two distinct shuttles, separated and separated, spreading farther and farther, until they reached the fork position and suddenly split into two.

　　 Henna led the second team and continued to accelerate along the road, preparing to sneak in, or break in, from the wall on the west side of the manor.

　　 Lorraine led the first team and turned into the fork road. There was a flat tree-lined road leading to Renault Manor. At the end of the road was the manor’s wrought iron gate painted pure white.

　　 "Mountain... Bandit! Enemy attack!"

　　 A scream erupted in the woods, and the blue-faced guard emerged from the woods and ran to the manor. A few breaths had been thrown away by the speeding cavalry.

　　 Lorraine lowered his body and shouted: "Don't bother with the guards along the road! Our goal is the gate! Strikes, stuns, and puts on the momentum of slaughtering the manor. In the shortest time, we can get the alliance under the city we need! Assault!"

"Oh!"

During the shouting, the speed of the horses of the cavalry further increased. These inferior horses that were rented out temporarily and used only as stray horses have already reached their limits. One after another is spitting foam, a small part of the footsteps have already started. Signs of staggering.

　　 They are far faster than humans, but the overwhelming dust made the manor react one step earlier.

　　 The guards of the manor assembled urgently, and the heavy iron gate slowly closed with a harsh creak, and everything happened in front of Lorraine.

　　 fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters...

　　 The door bolt slammed to death. Lorraine slammed the horse's neck and squatted down on the sprinting seat with his feet in a T-shape: "Draw your gun! Prepare for war! Don't strangle the horse! Kill!"

　　 He jumped up high, his pedaling force directly crushed the running horse under his feet, and he fell heavily on the hard slate floor with a tragic hiss.

　　 Lorraine flew up, stretched out in mid-air, and turned on its side under the dull gazes of the guards and sailors. His hands clasped the hilt of the knife around his waist tightly, he drew it out with a sound, twisted his waist, and slashed!

　　 The sharp blade hit **** the iron frame, and the unparalleled force was transmitted through the blade, and the shake skins fixed on both sides of the goalposts uttered a twisted scream.

　　 Boom!

　　 There is a loud noise! The huge iron gate flew upside down, and the iron rod stuck in the bolt hole twisted the plow to open the soft ground. Smoke and dust erupted at the gate, obscuring everyone's sight.

　　 In the invisible blur, the messy horseshoes flooded into the manor, and with the sound of the hammer, it became quieter and quieter.

　　 I can no longer hear human voices and noisy.

　　The head of the guard held a short gun and stared at the dust that filled the gate, and suddenly heard a young man's voice muttering in the center of the dust: "Now, Niald, can you help clean up the scene?"

　　 The breeze rises without warning, and gently blows across the woods, blowing away the sand and dust, revealing the scene in the center.

　　 The door was heavy, and a tall young man was panting heavily with his knees bent. The inhumane strike seemed to have drained his strength, so that he had to squeeze the ground with two swords to barely support his body.

　　His strength obviously surpassed the guard leader's judgment on the strength of the human species.

　　 But no matter how powerful he is, it is difficult for him in this state to pose a threat to the guards gathered nearby.

　　If...he has only one person.

　　Lorraine is certainly not alone.

　　The elite sailors of the first team rode around him, each standing upright immediately, holding their guns high, aiming firmly at every head that can be seen with the naked eye.

　　 In contrast, the response of the guards was much worse.

After all, they are some colonial farmers who have never seen the world. For the first time they saw this tyrannical impact, and they lost the command of the leader in their ears. Most of them carried their spears and froze around the gate, only a few people carried the guns. Aiming, using his trembling arms and fingers slaves to threaten the group of unidentified uninvited guests in front of him.

　　 Lorraine took a few deep breaths, and finally felt some strength flowing back into his body.

　　 He straightened his body, holding the swords in his arms, and returning both swords to their sheaths.

"Private service!" He exclaimed in a cold voice without ups and downs. "The nobles of Porto are visiting and preparing to stay in the Renault Manor for a short time. Let your master come out. Before the nobles arrive, I need to discuss some details with him. problem."

　　……

　　 Fleischer Renault, 67 years old, is the owner of Le Lorraine Renault Manor and the current patriarch of the Martinique Renault family.

　　The scale of the Renault Manor is not large. The plantation covers an area of ​​1,000 acres, has more than 500 black slaves, and more than 50 guards and servants. Martinique in the French Overseas Province, which is full of large plantation owners, can barely make it into the middle reaches.

　　 His family member Ding is unhappy, there are no side branches, and there are only two daughters under his knees. The great-grandson came to the world three years ago, barely extending the family to the fourth generation.

　　 But it would be a big mistake to think that Mr. Renault has no identity and respect in Martinique because of this.

　　 Mr. Reynolds had a glorious past.

When he was young, he was an expert in French court etiquette. He was responsible for the etiquette enlightenment of members of the royal family for many times. The most famous experience was to preside over the bride of Miss Marie Antoinette, the youngest daughter of the Holy Roman Emperor Franz I. A crash course in etiquette.

　　 This young lady later became the queen of Louis XVI, the real power now of the Kingdom of France, and Queen Mary, the helmsman behind the smuggling of the New World of Lorraine.

　　 In his heyday, Mr. Renault had the opportunity to inherit the noble family title. He had good morals and was widely praised in the French first-level parliament, and his voice was quite high. But under such circumstances, he suddenly became involved in a court scandal as the protagonist.

　　 The time has passed, and the scandal itself is no longer censorable.

All Lorraine knew was the final result. He was expelled from the family and exiled to Martinique with his wife. Then, with limited funds, he established the Renault Manor in front of him. For more than 20 years, he lived in this small town. Rich and peaceful pastoral life.

　　 The intelligence service of the British colonial government once regarded him as a major suspected spy, and has also formed a special intelligence team. The level of intelligence is among the best in all intelligence items.

　　 The results of the investigation proved that he is an ordinary unlucky person. Whether it was because of the struggle for inheritance rights or because of his lower body problems, he suffered a tragic cut in his life when he was the youngest and most powerful. From a high-profile etiquette star, he became the owner of the plantation without worrying about food and clothing.

　　 Yacharin selected him because of his experience.

This person has been in contact with a large number of Bourbon teenagers. Even after losing power, he has also taught etiquette courses for most aristocratic teenagers and girls in Martinique. The contacts and the past are extremely compatible with the guides that Acharin needs. Shorten the time for Yacharin to be recognized by the upper class of Le Lorraine.

　　 As for how to ensure that he can cooperate fully...

　　 In the manor’s study, Lorraine smiled and snapped his fingers at Mr. Renault, who was very wary on his face.

　　 With a crisp sound, four sailors with big waists slammed four identical simple suitcases on Mr. Renault's desk, and opened the lid of the suitcase at him.

　　 Golden light in the room!

　　 Mr. Renault's dull expression: "This... sir..."

"The young master came to visit the Caribbean. The original destination was New France. But when Le Francois was anchored, the young master heard an interesting talk... Sir, the merchant ship under your second son-in-law was more than four months ago. Have you been robbed by pirates?"

"this……"

　　 "Personnel Compensation ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Compensation for goods, the young master heard that his chamber of commerce has encountered a crisis. Although he tried to persevere, he was not far from bankruptcy."

　　 Lorraine tilted Erlang's legs lightly.

　　 "The octagonal gold coins here are worth four thousand gold louis. They are the lodgers who the young master entrusted me to give them to the husband. Because it is a temporary change of the itinerary, if I only live for a few days, the money is probably enough."

　　 "You...your master..."

　　 "Zieger von Aigner, the youngest son of the Marquis of Porto Aigner. The young master has been taught by you many years ago and always treats you as a mentor. He respects your knowledge and cultivation."

　　 Mr. Reynolds opened his mouth blankly: "Sorry, you said... Master Zieg from the Aigner family?"

"Sure enough, don't you?" Lorraine laughed. "Master told me that you were experiencing a life crisis when you coached him. He was exiled to Martinique shortly after the course was over. I would never remember him as a student anymore. This is not important. The gratitude of the students to the teacher is a personal feeling, and there is no need for equal returns."

　　 "Is... was it one of the six children at that time? I am getting older, so I totally..."

"You don't need to be owed. It's me. In order to save the time of visiting you, I chose the most rude behavior. Please forgive me." After speaking, Lorraine stood up and bowed deeply, "Master is coming soon, sir. Instead of immersing yourself in guilt, you should be prepared to welcome you. In the next few days, I sincerely hope that your mentors and apprentices... can get along happily."