In April, the grass grows and the birds fly.

Lorraine stood in the Yinyin grassland in front of the manor with a thorn sword in hand.

He wore a white shirt with a pulp-ironed cardboard, a black vest on the outside, a breeches underneath, a pure white horse boots over his breeches, and a glove inlaid with gold.

He stood straight with a serious expression. His left hand was on his back and his right hand raised his sword forward.

The thin and long sword body overlaps with the central axis of the body, and the tip of the sword just blocks the eyebrows.

The shiny handguard curve faces the opponent, and the fist clenched with the hilt of the sword is held in front of your chest, so that you can hide the fingertips that are slightly white due to force.

This is a fencing class.

His teacher and opponent were the middle-aged gentleman with a beautiful beard opposite him, and his father, Baron Alia Drake.

Lorraine nodded slightly to Elia.

Alia raised her sword and returned the greeting, saying, "Don't hold back, I am different from those mediocre talents in the sea school."

"Yes, father."

With a gentle response, Lorraine suddenly drew her sword.

He stepped on the ground with a heavy kick, and the stabbing sword held its head up like a poisonous snake and stabbed it into the opponent's throat.

Alia gently pushed away the sword, stepped on the side and swung around Lorraine, raising her hand.

The target of this sword was Lorraine's arm, and Lorraine had to turn around and withdraw the sword, block it horizontally, and counterattack.

Alia immediately took a step back.

With one retreat and one advance, not only did he avoid Lorraine's second sword, but he also suddenly started to speed like a spring, and the tip of the sword pierced straight into Lorraine's eyebrows.

So fast!

Lorraine was shocked.

At the critical moment, he opened his neck sideways, letting the wind brush across his cheeks, and lifting his elbow to lift Elia's arm.

This is not the action of fencing at all.

Alia, caught off guard, opened the middle door wide, Lorraine took advantage of the opportunity to approach and swept the floor and kicked it sideways.

Bang!

The two men's shins collided heavily and were about to part.

Lorraine jumped to the ground and immediately recoiled. At the moment when she was about to set off her sword, Alia suddenly said, "Let's do it."

Lorraine almost stopped the car...

He stopped in a panic, gasped for two consecutive breaths, then stood up, raised his sword, and nodded to Alia as early as the beginning.

The servants came up, presented towels, and took away the swords of the two.

Elia rubbed the thin beads of sweat on her forehead and said dissatisfiedly: "Lorraine, you are absent-minded."

"I'm thinking of Mr. Henry's declaration."

"Mr. Henry? That self-righteous country bumpkin in the New World?"

"If you are not free, you might as well die. The country bumpkin can't say such words." Lorraine smiled bitterly, "North America is ready to shed blood, but what you mean, England does not have a similar enlightenment."

"Because they are not worthy of being treated as opponents."

Alia laughed disdainfully and pointed her hand at the sun umbrella not far away: "Go, Helena is waiting for you."

Lorraine followed Elia's arm to see a lady in a blue dress standing under the sun umbrella.

She had black curly hair and brown eyes like Lorraine, with a gentle look and waved gently to Lorraine.

Her name is Helena, Helena Yanason, Lorraine's biological mother, Vikings, and a pagan who believed in her ancestors.

She was a descendant of Ingel Yarnson, the conquerors of Iceland. She was originally an Icelandic fisherman. Later, she met and fell in love with Alia at sea. She bravely moved to England and became the [most unpopular barbarian] in the aristocratic circle.

The nobles of England were very unfriendly to Helena, who was unwilling to give up her ancestors' beliefs. Even though she and Elia had been in love with each other for seventeen years, no one was willing to host their wedding.

So from a legal perspective, Lorraine was still an illegitimate child, a strange illegitimate child who was loved by her family and had never been wronged because of her identity.

Lorraine admired Helena's courage to pursue love and also admired Alia's generosity to her lover.

As a devout Puritan, he not only accepted Helena's belief in his ancestors, but also allowed Lorraine to follow Helena's belief, not baptism or religion, and even inherited the name of the mother's surname, and he was labeled as a pagan.

If this is not considered love, is there still love in the world?

Lorraine quickly walked up to him and held Helena's arm.

"Mother."

"I just saw you fouled." Helena pointed Lorraine's forehead, "What a slippery head."

"It's a pity that it's not thorough enough." Lorraine shrugged, "If I could just take my father's arm and sweep him out, I would definitely sweep him down."

"Even if a real gentleman breaks his legs, he will not let himself fall in front of a beautiful lady."

Alia walked up with her mouth in her mouth, took Helena from Lorraine, and asked with concern: "Why did you get out? Don't forget that you are coughing, it's not suitable for a blow-out."

"My husband and son are going to go to sea." Helena coughed lightly, "It's just a little coughing, it's not worth wasting my time with them."

At this moment, the servants put tea on the hem of the umbrella.

The three of them sat down against the round table. Helena took off her gloves and asked softly: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Lorraine thinks the country bumpkins in the New World will provoke wars and is worried that I am not prepared."

"War?" Helena frowned, "At this time?"

"Don't worry about me, Helena." Alia clapped Helena's hand, "Baltimore only has fishing boats, but the Lion is the latest third-class ship. Facing the seventy-four large-caliber cannons, all resistance is destined."

"But they have a long coastline, but you can't leave your defense zone or even open fire at will." Lorraine absent-mindedly added milk to her black tea, "Father, I want to drop out of school."

“Exit school?”

Lorraine's sudden attack caught both Alia and Helena off guard.

Alia frowned deeply: "I know you want to serve on the Lion as soon as possible. But now you have to drop out of school, you have to start with a sailor and exchange three years for a year..."

"I can be the captain directly." Lorraine interrupted Alia's words and did not look at the surprise on his face. "I hope you can give me Francis' privateer certificate and lend me another three thousand... no, one thousand pounds. At most three years, I will take the fleet to the New World, which can not only make up for your shortcomings, but also make profits for the family."

"You want to be a businessman?" Alia was incredulous and her face turned red with anger. "Drake's descendants actually want to be a businessman?"

"Uncle Fran and Uncle Mithia are family businessmen, and even Francis Drake was a privateer when he was young..."

"Francis was not aristocrat when he was a privateer, but Fran and Mithia...they were abandoned sons!"

"Just abolished son in name." Lorraine put down her milk pot and sat down. "Father, you and your brother need an excellent privateer fleet as a tactical supplement. After the war in the New World..."

"This is not something you should consider!" Alia stood up suddenly and paused word by word, "You should consider how to become an excellent navy, rather than being a profit-seeking businessman!"

"Father……"

"I think your vacation is too long. From tomorrow on board, I will be able to take off my leave and get on board, so that Sir Layton can calm you down."

"……yes."

Looking at Alia's angry back, Lorraine was embarrassed and filled with helplessness.

He found himself neglecting the national conditions of Britain.

After experiencing the glorious revolution, the constitutional monarchy that was unified but not ruled was basically established in Britain.

But the power of the state is still controlled by the conservative new nobles, and the Drake family is their representative and backbone.

In the eyes of these nobles, the right way for family children to work in politics and military affairs is to go to the right path. When they can't even make it work, being a scholar or a doctor will not hurt the family's face. But they must not become businessmen or lawyers.

These two industries lack a stance, seeking profit and enjoyment, and their reputation is incompatible with the traditional aristocratic character and cleanliness.

Although the family cannot be without them, those who are really responsible for their work in the family are often illegitimate children who are nominally expelled from the family.

Lorraine felt very depressed.

How suitable, am I just an illegitimate child with Honggen...

He thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say it in front of Helena.

He just never thought that the first obstacle to pursuing his dream would be the selfless care of his family.

This is really...
Chapter completed!