Reborn As a Pirate

　　 Lorraine and Viscount Alfonso sat back under the umbrella, representing the negotiation back to the starting point.

　　 may be more than the starting point.

　　 The cloisonné was put away by the servant because it was in the way. The small round table was replaced with two cups of fragrant English black tea, even with thin slices of cucumber sandwiches, strawberry cakes and English muffins.

　　 Although they should actually appear at four o'clock in the afternoon, this is Spain, and Viscount Alfonso is nothing but a rich man who relies on illegal operations to maintain a decent life. Lorraine felt that he could not ask for more.

　　 He politely ate a small sandwich, and talked happily with the Viscount about the weather and the rumor that Grand Duke Victoria might have athlete's foot.

　　 After drinking tea for half of the time, the Viscount asked: "What should I call you, Mr. England?"

　　 "Lorraine." Lorraine put down the teacup, folded her fingers on her knees, "Lorraine Anason Drake."

　　 "Drake?"

　　 "It's the Drake in your memory. Tavistock is my hometown."

　　 Viscount Alfonso couldn't help laughing: "Francis Drake single-handedly led to the decline of the Grand Port of Bilbao, and now his descendants come to Bermeo to pan for gold?"

　　 Lorraine stretched out his hands helplessly: "Just like an oriental proverb says, the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took advantage of the shade."

　　 "What is the money thrown in?"

　　 "It's roughly the money thrown in the water, and one day it will drift back to where it started with the ocean current."

　　 Viscount Alfonso was amazed: "Unexpectedly, the mysterious Easterners would be so proficient in the ocean."

　　 "They know everything, the only problem is that they know so much that they don't know what they want."

　　It is undoubtedly wonderful to use the mysterious East as the end of the chat, especially since Viscount Alfonso learned an oriental proverb.

　　 He smiled and thanked Lorraine, wiped his mouth, and suddenly said, "Mr. Drake, you are threatening me."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Lorraine waved his hand repeatedly, "I didn't mean to threaten you, and I didn't even bother to inquire about Miss Xavier's appearance and residence. Just to better talk with you, I I found some friends and fortunately listened to a beautiful and moving love story."

"real?"

　　 "I am from England, sir. Although your country and my country, your ancestors and my ancestors are not getting along well, but at least we live in the same world and are all nurtured by modern civilization."

　　 "A...civilized gentleman?"

　　 "Etiquette, politeness, not to inquire about the details of a beautiful lady casually, and will not be loved by others, will it be difficult for others, right?"

　　 The two sides were silent for a long time, staring at each other, not dodge or avoid.

　　 After a long time, Viscount Alfonso laughed and raised the teapot to refill Lorraine with his own hands: "I have to say that you succeeded in changing my prejudice against English people."

　　 "Thanks to the kindness, sir." Lorraine leaned back in the chair. "Madam and cousin, the viscount is uncomfortable, right?"

　　 Viscount smiled bitterly: "I still love my wife. Although it sounds strange, it is true. I care more about this marriage than she knows."

　　 "What about Miss Xavier? Youth? Beautiful?"

"She was very similar to her when she was young... confident, beautiful, proud, reserved, loyal to the Lord, and intelligent." Viscount Alfonso showed a reminiscence expression. "After that serious illness, the wife changed a lot and became suspicious and suspicious. Harsh. I know that children are the only way we can relax our relationship, but God refuses to give him to us..."

　　 "Then you met Miss Xavier? The young lady?"

The Viscount smiled at Lorraine with a knowing smile: "No, in fact, we knew each other before Madam became ill. If Carmen insisted on obeying the doctrine and keeping holy before marriage, maybe at that romantic ball, I would have taken it off. This delicate flower."

"The Spanish gentleman's romance is always more reserved and reserved than the Frenchman." Lorraine praised against his will, and chanted the poem softly in an aria tone, "Love! In this secluded wild forest, intertwined with safety and peace." Ecstasy, this is the territory of your world of bliss, and you have become the true God!"

　　 This line of poem caught the heart of Viscount Alfonso, and he was surprised: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Drake is still a poet."

　　 "I was just moved by your story again, and I felt it." Lorraine raised his teacup to pay tribute to the Viscount, "Viscount, I have prepared a gift for you."

　　 "Not Oriental porcelain?"

　　 "No, no matter how precious porcelain is dead, and my gift is Miss Xavier."

　　 "Carmen?"

"The fortune-tellers are very rigid, but fortunately, the civilized world has always taught us the way to persuade them, haven't they?" Lorraine took a sip of tea and stood up: "It's been a long time for you. I look forward to seeing you next time. , We can become friends, true friends."

　　 Where was Viscount Alfonso, sitting there, and even forgot to get up to see him off.

　　 Lorraine walked out of the Viscount’s manor like a full-fledged gentleman, making a bend, and Henna appeared silently behind him.

　　 "Is it going well?"

　　 "With the porcelain in front of me and the golden pound in the future, I even showed him a **** love. What could he dissatisfied with in this business?"

　　 Henna nodded quietly: "It's all going well, what kind of person is the Viscount?"

　　 Lorraine had a disgusting expression on his face: "I thought I had enough to adapt to the aristocratic concept of love. I didn't know until today that I was too young."

"Eh?"

　　 "Mr. Sacelica Alfonso, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, he is not only a rich man, he is also a full-fledged scumbag."

　　...

　　 The next day, a purple tent was set up on the grass of Alfonso Manor.

　　 Lorraine is dressed in a Roma outfit, with a floral dress and a square hat, carrying a large box like a laborer, and has a particularly long mustache on his face.

His black hair makes him indifferent among a group of men, and his deep brown eyes are indistinguishable from the usual black eyes of the Roma. It's just that his standout figure is a bit taller, but it doesn't matter. The protagonist this time is after all Women and men are just background boards.

　　 He passed by Viscount Alfonso carrying the box and accidentally knocked down the servant beside him.

　　 With the opportunity of being reprimanded by the Viscount, he secretly stuffed something into the Viscount’s trouser pocket.

　　 Viscount was taken aback, his face showed a ghostly expression.

　　 Lorraine smiled slyly at the Viscount, and said with his lips: "A small gift, my friend."

　　 After finishing speaking, he took out a mahogany box from the box, held it in both hands, and walked into the tent.

Viscount 　　 quickly found a reason to walk to the corner of no one, and reached out to touch his pocket.

　　 He took out a handkerchief made of Su embroidery. On the handkerchief was a handsome Oriental man, sitting cross-legged under a tree, hugging a beautiful and moving Oriental woman with a solemn expression.

There was a note in the handkerchief, and it was written in beautiful swashes: "Megumi Liuxia, the most prestigious gentleman in Eastern legends. Only a reserved and noble person like you and him can be beautiful and beautiful. In front of desire, insist on your holy and pure love."

　　 squeezed the handkerchief, and the Viscount Tiger's eyes wept in tears.

　　 "My soulmate!" He muttered to himself as he looked at the tent, "Mysterious East, mystery... Mr. Drake."