Reborn As a Pirate

　　 The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the soil.

　　 After the execution of Thomas, Lorraine Ren Heina assisted him down to the dungeon and stood in front of the fragmented and silent Lake for half an hour.

　　 After half an hour, he walked out of the water cell, and with the help of Hina, he hoisted the fishing boat onto the davit of the Attis Beauty, picked up all the porcelain and tin, and opened the block of the water tank.

　　 It's time to really part ways...

　　 Lorraine handed the deed of Shui Cang's premises, old Barry's IOU and two hundred gold pounds in Hina's hand, and smiled slightly.

　　 "I should go now, I hope I have a chance to meet in the future."

　　Henna's eyes were a little confused: "Can you drive this big ship alone?"

　　 "It could be." Lorraine felt the weakness of his body and couldn't help but smiled bitterly. "It might be a little bit difficult now."

　　 "I can help you."

　　 "Huh?" Lorraine raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You will also sail?"

　　 Henna shook her head confidently: "No. But I learn things very fast, this is not a problem."

　　 "If this is not a problem... then leave the black port and go to a strange sea..."

　　 "This is... not home." Hina looked at the blood-stained warehouse, her eyes brighter and brighter, "I hate this place, but I have never been able to leave. Going to the sea, maybe the right direction..."

　　 She turned her head and smiled at Lorraine: "And it's fun to be with you, and occasionally you don't use money to measure your life... and it's also fun."

　　 "Really..." Lorraine also laughed, "Miss Heina Yesra, congratulations, you have been accepted."

　　 Thick smoke came out of the No. 3 sump.

　　 Amid the skyrocketing fire, a fat ship writhed out of the water gate, jerky but determined to sail towards the vast strait...

　　...

　　 In order to teach Hannah how to watch and steer the helm, the Attis Beauty wandered in the calm strait for ten days with its sails unloaded.

　　 In ten days, Hina, who was learning quickly, barely became a qualified sailor. Lorraine’s injury was mostly healed. Although there was still a risk of cracking, her daily routine was no problem.

　　 At the beginning of April, the Attis Beauty returned to Plymouth.

Lorraine registered the cargo on the ship with the Soto Port Authority, and after paying a three-pound escrow fee, he left the ship and rode in a carriage with Hina to the small town of Axminster, famous for its floral carpets. .

　　 There is Lake’s hometown.

　　 The carriage stopped in front of a cream-white two-story building. Lorraine and Henna jumped out of the car and saw a strong boy in a sailor shirt in the yard.

　　 He is a handsome young man, about eight or nine years old, with flax hair and emerald green eyes that are the same as those of Lake. He is using a branch as a sword to seriously attack the big tree in the yard.

　　 This reminded Lorraine of his eight years old.

　　 The first time he was eight years old. He was in the second grade of elementary school and raised the first little tortoise in his life. He took the girl’s pigtail as the only way to express his affection.

　　 The second time he was eight years old. Because of a sudden storm, he vomited dimly on the Galen ship going to the Indian Ocean. He wondered if he could live to Calcutta.

　　 Of course, that is he or not Lorraine.

　　 Lorraine let out a laugh, raised his hand and rang the bell at the door.

　　 Jingle, Jingle...

　　 The boy who was seriously practicing swordsmanship looked up blankly and saw a man and a woman outside the fence.

　　 Both are very young and tall.

　　 The man is wearing a tuxedo, holding an umbrella, and wearing a top hat, while the woman is wearing a large pure black gown, and even her face is covered with light gauze, only showing the straight nose and the green eyes like gems.

　　 A strange combination...

　　 A strange and strange combination.

　　 The boy was very cautious. He approached the door carefully while holding the tree branch, and asked through the fence, "Sir, ma'am, are you looking for..."

　　 "Are you Pierce? Pierce Attis, the son of Lake Attis."

"Yes…"

　　 Lorraine closed his eyes and recalled the broken and desperate look of Lake in the dungeon.

　　 After a while, he opened his eyes again.

　　 "My name is Lorraine Annason Drake, a crew member of Mr. Attis. Now I regret to inform you that your father has passed away. He had a fever while on the boat...he died very peacefully."

　　 Hum!

　　 Pierce stood there, wooden sticks, falling to the ground.

　　...

　　 "Before I die, Lake has entrusted me to be your guardian."

　　 Lorraine and Henna entered Lake’s simple and dilapidated ancestral home, sat in the living room, and quietly explained the next arrangements for Pierce.

　　 "I am going to send you to Plymouth Sea School. Sir Layton is my mentor, an upright, rigorous and faithful nobleman, the best instructor of the Sea School, and the best officer of the Royal Navy."

　　 "He has no children. I will convince him to become your adoptive father. This will help you in the future."

　　 Lorraine crossed his fingers, frowned, and looked at Pierce, who looked unnatural.

　　 "And Attis Beauty..."

　　 "This is Lake's ship, and now it's your ship. I hope I can buy her."

　　 Henna silently took out a sheaf of gold pounds from under the coat, and gathered a hundred of them.

　　 Lorraine continued: "The Attis Beauty is a standard Kirk type with a market price of 500 pounds. I can't get it out for a while."

"Of the hundred pounds, fifty pounds is the income of this trade, which is Lake's property. The other fifty pounds, I hope to temporarily rent the Beauty, and the rent will be fifty pounds every two months. I will sign an IOU. I will settle the ship’s payment and the remaining rent with you within one year, totaling 750 pounds."

　　 "Of course, if you don't trust me, this IOU can be notarized by a local gentleman. I will pay for the notarization."

　　 Having said this, Lorraine took a deep breath: "Pierce, are you willing to accept my arrangement?"

　　 Pierce looked at him blankly: "Mr. Drake..."

　　 Lorraine nodded slightly

　　 "Father told me that the Beauty is very old and can only sell for two hundred pounds..."

　　 Lorraine smiled disdainfully: "The captain doesn't understand the ship, he was deceived."

"Old leathers can't sell for the price of new ones. Although I haven't studied tanning, but since I was a child, I still understand the truth of doing business with my father." Pierce glanced at Lorraine gratefully. Consider, but I cannot accept your arrangement."

"why?"

"I want to go to sea!" Pierce clenched his small fist with a firm face, "After getting the ship, my father's dream is to become a maritime merchant. I want to inherit his legacy, not inherit a large amount of inheritance, and become an outstanding person. , But a completely different person from him!"

　　 "Do you... want to go to sea?"

"I want to go to sea!" Pierce stood up and waved his arms excitedly in front of Lorraine. "Mr. Drake, after my father is gone, I learned swimming, fishing, and simple cooking! I...I Very diligent and brave. I can wash the deck on the boat, cook, watch the night and move goods..."

　　 "I don't need that ship!" He looked over imploringly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Sir, will you accept me? Let me go to sea like a father, okay?"

　　 Lorraine looked at him steadily: "Being a merchant sailor will be very hard. You have to learn a lot, and you have to know that the sea is cannibalistic."

　　 "I am not afraid of death! I am more afraid of death than death... I am afraid that after you send me to Mr. Layton, I will slowly forget my father... I don't want to forget him, I don't want to forget..."

　　 Big tears rolled out of the boy's eye sockets, but he just kept his eyes open, fearing to miss the one that might be there, and nodded very slightly.

　　 Lorraine smiled bitterly and looked at Hina.

　　 "Henna, do you know? I was eight years old when I went to sea for the first time. I worked as an intern on a relative's merchant ship. I can't do anything but mess up..."

　　Henna was quiet, without any expression: "You are the captain, don't ask for my opinion."

　　 "You are the responsibility of pushing..."

"you guessed right."

　　 "Really..." The wry smile on Lorraine's face grew stronger, "Pierce Attis..."

　　 The boy stood up straight with a snap: "Yes, Mr. Captain!"

　　 "In the near future, I will form the Drake Chamber of Commerce. If you bring a ship into shares, I can consider giving you 10% of the shares."

　　 Lorraine deliberately said: "This is likely to be a loss-making transaction, because if the Chamber of Commerce's assets cannot exceed 8,000 pounds, the value of 10% of the dry shares will be lower than what I had originally arranged for you."

　　 "I don't care about money! Sir!"

　　 "You have to learn to care, because merchants are born to deal with money." Lorraine got up, smiled and stretched out his hand to Pierce, "Welcome, second assistant intern Mr. Pierce Attis, you are admitted."