The battle outside the island of Thunder was gone three days ago, but the rumbling sound of cannons echoed over England.

The Roy Chamber of Commerce was defeated, and the old Karak destroyer once again lost in the battle with the new Galen destroyer, revealing a bloody fact to the shallow-sighted offshore merchants.

Even with similar firepower, Carac is far from Garen's opponent, and he is not even qualified to be called an opponent.

At the same time, the three chambers of commerce became famous.

They were the Englishmen closest to that battle, and their strength was far from enough to intervene in that war. They bravely launched a rescue and defeated the first fleet of the Yodel Chamber of Commerce through a bloody battle.

This victory became the only fig leaf for the Englishmen. What made them even more desperate was that the Roy Chamber of Commerce used the viscount's relationship behind them, but still failed to allow the Strait fleet anchored in Plymouth to pay more attention to this small war that was close to them.

Lorraine Drake is right, and in England's eyes, they are not worth mentioning at all.

Lorraine was very busy these two days, and the merchants who were seeking visits came one by one, went out to take the people, went out to ship, gave up control... They all hoped to join the camp of the Three Chambers of Commerce Alliance.

Many people gave very generous conditions, so generous that Lorraine was moved by it. Henna stared at it, so she did not make a decision to make herself regret it.

He has to hold it.

After the battle with the Yodel Chamber of Commerce ended, he and Yero and Odilan had a secret talk openly.

The mission of breaking the fleet is over, and defeating a fleet with such strength as the Yodel Chamber of Commerce is his limit.

To take on greater responsibilities, they need to truly integrate the power of the offshore business district in England, rather than slowly developing their own small alliances and isolating the severely damaged Roy Chamber of Commerce.

Because the Roy Chamber of Commerce also has a Karak type, looking at the entire offshore business district, this old destroyer named Red-Haired Sultan is still the best choice to fight the Reindeer, and no one can replace it.

How long does it take to turn around... to wait?

Lorraine was waiting quietly, waiting for news from the Roy Chamber of Commerce and Carmen.

A knock on the door sounded.

Lorraine corrected the god, took care of her vest and shirt, and said softly: "Please come in."

Miss Zhenna at the front desk opened the door and bowed to Lorraine: "Mr. Drake, the next guest will be 5 minutes away, and I have reserved 30 minutes for you."

"That is, I have to reject him within 25 minutes and coax him to put pressure on the Roy Chamber of Commerce... This is the ninth of today, right?"

Miss Zhenna sighed helplessly: "You have such a good memory, it's the ninth one."

"Which chamber of commerce is the president this time? Or their manager?"

"None are not." Zhenna took out a small notebook from her pocket, flipped through it and went to the middle page, "The visitor's name is Bell Judia, who made an appointment three days ago. He said that he was your old classmate, because he never expressed his intention, and the priority was 0, so he was ranked behind all the presidents."

"Student Judia...what is he here to do?"

Five minutes later, Lorraine met Bell in her office.

Blonde hair, green eyes, wearing a vigor-like military uniform, and a cynical lazy smile on his face.

Not seen each other for two years, Lorraine's best friend at sea school still looked so lazy and she didn't look like she didn't change at all.

Lorraine stood up with a smile: "Bell Judia, I heard you went to serve on Lieutenant Colonel Drake's Wanderer, but never thought you would come to me."

Bell took off the triangle cap on his head, raised his hand to cover the clock in the office, blocked the dial, and said with a wicked smile: "It is not easy to meet old classmates who have made money. Your beautiful secretary and lover asked me to wait for three days, but only gave me 25 minutes. By the way, your brother is already a colonel, the new captain of the HMS Lion."

"Lion?"

"It's the Lion, the captain will inherit General Alia's unfinished career and go to the New World."

"Born persistence." Lorraine shook her head and walked to the bar, threw Bell's triangle cap onto the hat stand, exposed the dial again, and asked, "What to drink? Whiskey? Or Bordeaux?"

"Coffee, preferably Jamaican, I have to adapt to it in advance."

Lorraine looked at the needle and said to Miss Zhenna at the door: "Put a glass of Valentine's Blue Mountain for Captain Judea, two spoonfuls of milk, don't have sugar, if I haven't remembered it..."

"Warrenford Farm?" Bell's eyes lit up, "No milk, nor sugar. I'm ready to face the bitterness and sweetness of the Caribbean!"

Zhenna looked at Lorraine in embarrassment.

Lorraine laughed and waved her hand: "Come according to Captain Judea's advice, but please hurry up, he only has 20 minutes left to taste this bitterness."

Zhenna responded, closed the door and went to make coffee, and there were only two people left in the room.

Bell threw himself into the soft sofa, raised his legs, and moaned comfortably: "Life of rich people... Lorraine, for the first time, I think that giving up the navy is the wisest decision in your life."

"A minor guardian has no right to voluntarily retire from the army. I was ordered to drop out of school by the Drake family."

"Is there any difference? The captain gave you Francis' privateer certificate, and you accepted it. At least at this point, you still have a tacit understanding."

Lorraine poured himself half a cup of whiskey, added ice, and shook it gently: "You came here to let me throw you out of the window?"

Bell shrugged helplessly: "It's actually for business."

"Business?"

"The cause of the incident, my good sister chose the church school. You know, my family is just a little nobleman who has fallen into the glorious revolution and cannot support the expensive tuition."

Lorraine nodded.

"After the incident, the Lion was in the process of replacing defense, and the material warehouse management was in chaos. As the captain's confidant, I was ordered to assist in the inventory and clearance, but found a batch of spears that were not included in the material list."

"How many spears are there?"

"43 1756 brown Beths maritime commuter flintlock guns were newly built in February this year with numbers and inscriptions on the barrel."

"A new maritime commuter?" Lorraine frowned, "Do you know that once this kind of thing is exposed, your military career will end."

"Who made me a good brother who loves my sister?" Bell showed a self-deprecating smile on his face, "The unit price is 80 pounds, do you want it?"

"Three times the factory price..." Lorraine pondered for a moment, "When can I see the goods?"

"The next night you receive the money, you can have someone go to Plymouts Bay to salvage it at one o'clock in the morning, and I will give you a specific location."

"Where is the ammunition?"

"Each gun is equipped with one thousand rounds, and if you want more, you have to add more."

"Add to five thousand rounds, I'll give you 90 pounds per gun. The money will be delivered to your mother tomorrow, and I hope it won't scare her."

"I seem to start to know why you are so rich that you can invite guests to drink the authentic Blue Mountains in just two and a half years..."
Chapter completed!