The Lion is quietly floating on the sea about two kilometers away from the Green Island Islands, with all sails and no lights, like a ghost wandering in the night.

Her condition is terrible.

The anchor that was unwound at the time of departure made her lose the ability to brake in shallow waters. Three concentrated and compact direct shots removed half of the stern tower, which not only damaged the ship’s appearance, but also injured her. The transmission of the rudder.

Her rudder was severely scarred by Bonnet's axe, but now it has been wounded and injured, which affects the operation, even if it is given to a helmsman of Bell's level to steer it, it will be difficult for her to survive another turn.

If this is on the ocean, the current Lion is actually no different from a coffin.

However, the Gulf of Massachusetts is barely considered as a combination of offshore and North Atlantic oceans. She still has the opportunity to save herself. As for the price, the crew must face countless times more risk than in the ocean.

Icebergs, reefs, changeable and fragmented wind belts, and even ocean currents split by islands can become her cage, trapping her in the sea forever and ever.

Even so, Shaq used the last chance of turning the rudder on the action near the island.

Near islands are very dangerous for the current Lions. It is even more dangerous to approach circular islands with natural shelters like the Green Island Islands. Night flight is the third element to increase the risk.

In order to put the ship in this safe position, Lorraine carefully and carefully carried out a course correction for nearly an hour, reducing the speed from 2 knots to less than 0.5 knots.

Fortunately, Lorraine successfully completed the most delicate sailing operation of his life. Not only did he send the ship to the correct position, but he also successfully kept the rudder without breaking the fragile rudder stock.

Now... it's time to part.

In the dark, the sailors carefully lowered the assault boat loaded with food, fresh water, ropes and other tools to the sea.

Hina jumped up first, followed by Carmen and Noya.

Ann Drake held Les in her arms, standing in front of her husband with red eyes.

Shaq touched her face tenderly and smiled and said, "Ann, this time it's dangerous to return to the voyage. Tavistock's heir cannot take risks with the current Patriarch."

"Lorraine will take care of you and take you safely to the North American continent. If I return to Chanal-Basque, I will contact you as soon as possible and take you back to me."

An heavy nodded, biting his lip, trying to keep himself from crying.

"Shaq, can I look forward to it?"

"No one knows when God will call himself." Shaq looked into Ann's eyes, "I can only tell you that I will work hard to the last minute and will never give up the chance to live."

"I believe you!"

Shaq smiled happily.

He gently rubbed Les's hair, rubbed it for a while, and hugged his wife halfway forward and kissed it gently.

"I love you, Ann."

"I love you too, Shaq."

"Regardless of the ending, take care of Les."

"No one can hurt him." Ann solemnly promised, "I will wait for you back together with Les."

"I will come back and get on the boat."

After sending his wife away, Shaq silently looked at his hard-core close minister, Amani.

Amani's lips twitched a few times: "Your Excellency, can I apply to stay on the ship?"

"Unfortunately, no." Shaq is as strong as ever. "Amani, in truth, your talents, abilities, and even communicative skills are not suitable for being a Royal Navy officer. Your only strength is loyalty, but that It's just a one-off thing."

"Go and protect your mistress. If we can meet again, you will complete the colonel to general transition in London. If tonight is the last time we meet... Retire. The people in Tavistock's old house are already there. Old, Les is still too young and needs a loyal butler who can accompany him when he grows up."

"It's... Your Excellency!"

In this way, only Lorraine was left who was preparing to disembark.

Shaq stood in front of Lorraine, carefully looking at the brother he had loved all his life, but he had never been able to make a heart-to-heart brother again since ten years ago.

"Double knives match you very well, always."

"Actually, your knife doesn't match me at all." Lorraine shook his head disgustedly. "It's too short and too light."

Shaq shrugged helplessly: "I have ordered the same set of knives as yours. It's a pity that they are not something I can wield."

"You know we can easily escape into Boston, right?" Lorraine asked suddenly, "Everyone can be saved, and the Americans will not treat you as a prisoner."

"But the Americans will acquire the Lion and then master the secret technology for making battleships. I will not take this risk." Shaq refused naturally.

"Then let everyone abandon the boat and land on the island. Green Island is only two kilometers away, and we have had a whole night." Lorraine racked his brains, "If you are worried that the Lion will become the opponent's trophy, you can still be here. Sink her before abandoning the ship, or blow her up."

"You mean, let a total of 550 big-waisted sailors on the ship hide in a piece of two kilometers away, and then they can observe the islands and jungles of the east and west corners at the same time?"

"Perhaps you can also go to the island with me." Lorraine said quickly, "You are the Admiral of the White Flag, the hereditary baron of the kingdom, the whole of Great Britain can be counted with one hand than your noble soldiers. And here it is. In one hand, I promise that there will never be a second person to personally lead this dangerous task!"

"But what about the Lion?"

"A 13-year-old ship with a cost of 55,000 pounds? You can try to ask Chris Emmons to take her back to the port. He is a major general. Even if he sinks with the ship, he will not insult the ship. Prestige!"

"He will surrender." Shaq said confidently. "He has a poisonous snake hidden in his body. When he is by my side, he can be more loyal than the most loyal warrior in the world. But once I leave my bondage, betrayal is not an unspeakable decision. ."

Lorraine couldn't wait to knock Shaq out directly.

"Shaq Francis Drake, the noble Lord Tavistock, do you really know what decision you are making?"

"You are planning to put your noble life on the turntable to bet the success rate of 1/36. If you fail, the next parent of the Drake family in a century will be the one who will only wipe saliva on the trouser legs of strangers and stare at him. You can scare the crying little guy!"

"Compared with the poor widow and orphan~lightnovelpub.net~ Is a broken ship so important?"

"She's very important!" Shaq said, biting the root. "She is not only your majesty's ship, but also Drake's ship! Elijah Drake's heroic spirit is attached to this ship somewhere, even if it is destined Will die, I will not let her suffer unnecessary insults!"

The two Drakes panted heavily, and in the deep night, a frontal conflict broke out more than a decade late.

Shaq laughed suddenly, gave up arguing, and turned around.

Lorraine's voice caught up from behind, coldly: "If you die, Liverpool's two uncles will not let Les live to adulthood. This is the only way for them to get the title and Tavistock. "

"If..." Shaq learned Lorraine's accent, "You promised that you will go back to Tavistock when I die."

"I won't go."

"Really? It's so pitiful, my son is dead..."