Xiao Liren naturally regarded himself as Yacharin's follower.

"Mr. Desay, are you really a noble?"

"Vissary Bordeaux, Desai, I am the third pick." Yacharin held his chin proudly.

"Wow! That's a real big shot!" Xiao Liren expressed his admiration with all his heart, "Why would a big shot like you be willing to condescend under a British businessman?"

"A British businessman?" Yacharin glanced at Shawliren, "Lorraine's surname is Drake, what did your poor mind remember?"

"Drake...Francis Drake...Is it?"

"The family of Baron Drake, the British merchant, was the founder of the British Navy, his grandfather and great-grandfather were the ministers of the Navy, his father was the admiral of the New World Fleet, and his brother was the deputy chief of staff of the Admiral. He himself was the world's top chaebol, the pirate king, and the only admiral candidate for the joint fleet of more than 300 chambers of commerce."

"And, I'm not condescending to him."

"I am a real shareholder of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, vice president and artillery professor of the Chamber of Commerce School, and his indispensable honorable partner."

"Although I have a lot of dissatisfaction with his unenergetic personality, what can I do? He always says, 'I will lose my way without Azard'. How can I ignore such a humble partner?"

"Azha! Azha!" Pierce shouted from a distance, "Brother let you go! Run over!"

"well!"

Before the sound fell, people ran away.

Xiao Liren opened his mouth and looked at Mr. Desai's noble back jumping up and down, and vaguely felt that even if he was a real noble, he might not be able to successfully smuggle his passengers out.

...

It was afternoon, and the lady was named.

There were many people standing in front of Lorraine, Kron, Lef, Daniel, Wang Ye, and Yacharin, Freemanny and Drogo Kao, and Lorraine looked at them.

"Kron." He shouted softly, "800 muskets, 10 land combat light guns, a total of 880 people. This is the power that Eddie and I racked their brains these days."

"I know." Cron said solemnly, "Eddie told me that several wounded ships have been taken away, and the warships and prisoners of war camps are only at the lowest rotation, and everyone has multiple positions."

"Since you know, I don't have to emphasize it anymore." Lorraine reached out and patted Cron's broad shoulders. "Pierce will command the Lady as your ship and support. You are responsible for taking our Colonel Kassadi to the shore, climbing the mountains, and meeting his brother who is stationed in Milani Castle."

"The key to this mission is not to fight. Before seizing Milani Castle, you must even try to avoid fighting. I will give you the command of everyone. You must remember two things. First, if there is reinforcement, it will be at least one month later; second, don't trust any Omani until everything is settled."

Kron focuses on the key points.

"Then let's go." Lorraine said, "Eddie will also send the Golden Lamb and the new captives to Zuwo, and you can just go along the way."

"The Admiral leaves the ship!"

"Spot it!"

The fleet split.

The noble ladies full of sailors, Dendrobium, Impatiens and Cosmos escorted the golden lamb of Shawliren on their journey to Masilla Island. Only Valkyrie, the New Generation, the Sunflower and the Lightning Bolt were left outside Muscat.

Lorraine returned to the Valkyrie and ordered the remaining ships to increase the parade density and fill the gaps that left the ship. Then she stood there in the side of the ship, as if she could not find something to do for a moment.

After all, Operation Kingsoft has entered a phase transition from the separation of the Marines. The first stage is close to nothing to do, and the second stage requires time to start.

If it were the usual situation, he would have led the crucial Marines to this situation, but the next change must be held on the ship, and he cannot do without...

"Believe in Cron!" He was as serious as persuading himself. "Although it is not as suitable as Bell and Caterina, Cron is just a fool. He is not really unscrupulous to others. He will handle the things on the ground!"

After convincing himself not to think about land, Lorraine paced back and forth and soon returned to Henna's cabin.

There were two more people in the cabin, one woman and the other child.

Seeing Lorraine enter the cabin, the child retreated desperately. The woman trembled for a while, and suddenly pulled out a dagger and pressed against her chin.

Lorraine glanced at Henna helplessly.

"Didn't you search?"

Henna took a sip of tea and was in a beautiful mood.

"No need." She said, "Amina doesn't know how to fight. Even if this dagger is poked, it will only make her mute at most and cannot kill her."

Lorraine obviously saw that the princess was shaking even more...

He sat around Henna, and held his teacup: "Did you exchange names?"

"Exchange?" Henna thought seriously, "She thought I was also a captured person, so she took the initiative to introduce herself, and then I told her that I was a prisoner."

Cough cough cough cough cough!

After finally suppressing the cough, Lorraine raised her head and put on the polite smile at the beautiful trembling princess.

"I will introduce myself. I am Lorraine Drake, the invader of Muscat, the privateer of England. The lady beside me... Henna Jesla, she is not a prison guard, but a major shareholder of the Chamber of Commerce and my partner."

Princess Amina tried her best to press her chin with the blade spiral: "I... a pagan! an invader! You can get nothing from me! If... you can only get a corpse!"

Lorraine tried hard to think about the appropriate answer. After all, the small cabin, the captured princess, the powerless children, and the torture that always occurs under normal circumstances. This environment naturally has an embarrassing aura.

So he thought about it for a long time.

"Your words just now... I am willing to regard them as your recognition of your beauty. But I still have to advise you that a competent mother should not use her life as a threat, just as a competent wife should not abandon her husband on the edge of a cliff in any way."

"He locked himself in the palace!" The princess pushed her chin and pulled the child back three times, pressing her back against the cabin, hoarsely, "His guards do not allow anyone to approach. All they can see is an adult prince and a trusted general!"

"Look, you have actually told me a lot..." Lorraine sighed and stood up, "I came here just to tell you that I have not yet figured out how to deal with you and the prince in your arms. You are an unplanned part. But please rest assured that I am not used to attacking powerless women and children just from the perspective of human nature."

"I am a philistine invader and generally only harms targets that are worthy of harm, or, at least, don't let me see miserable appearances. This is our Western compassion and compassion."

"And before deciding where you and the prince go, you will live in the bottom cabin first, and you are not allowed to walk around at will. You can bask in the sun for an hour every day. The female crew members on the boat will be responsible for delivering food to you... for delivery only, they are not your servants. In addition, what else do you have to ask?"

"Father..." the princess whispered, "My father..."

"If it were that proud and strong old man, he was heading to Zuwo, who was responsible for smuggling you, on the island of Masila. A port is being built there, which requires a lot of labor. What I can assure you is that there will be no more preferential treatment for white people there, and the elderly will not be particularly discriminated against."

"But my father never did rough work..."

"He will learn it." Lorraine said with a smile, "the nobles are the most elite in the world. They learn everything very quickly, just like Marshal Manzeri of your country, who is already the foreman of the Plank Road No. 3."
Chapter completed!