Chapter 317

"We decided to come to the new world in 78 because Britain and France fought too hard on the Spanish route at that time."

In front of the thatched house in the night, the old people on the beauty of Attis gathered together. Lev stirred the fire in front of him and gently looked at the Indian women busy in and out of the house.

"You know, the North Sea is a small fishing pond. When we drift on the sea, the main income is the expensive transshipment from the Spanish route. If there is a fight there, the income from the North Sea will not be able to support the crew."

Listening to his eloquent narration, Lorraine couldn't help recalling the bloody rain of Cantabrian.

It was his most adventurous war. He bet almost everything to win a narrow victory from villen, but it also laid the foundation for the smooth and rapid development of Drake chamber of Commerce.

"We went west from the high latitude route, crossed Iceland and followed the coastline of Greenland. Because it was midsummer, the route was full of floating ice and storms, and we didn't have a chart. We avoided risks all the way and drifted to the coastline of Baffin Island unknowingly."

"We yawned and got a message from a small fishing port about the Viking tomb on the Hudson Strait."

"The people there claim to be the descendants of the ruthless Harald. After the last Vikings died in Britain, some of them inherited the remnants of Viking faith and were unwilling to return to Norway, where they believed in God. They rowed their long boat and fled to Baffin Island with the remains of the king."

"They dug deep tunnels in the frozen soil for thousands of years with torches and pickaxes, and buried the long ship of Wang Hezhen ruo's life they served for generations."

Lev's face began to blur.

"We went to explore the Viking boat tomb. It was very deep and cold. There were landslides and frozen soil everywhere, and ice cracks and cracks could be seen everywhere."

"More than 40 people died. After exploring the tunnel for three days, we finally came to the boat tomb, where we found Harald's sword and shield."

"From that day on, bonette and I firmly believed that we were blessed by our ancestors. Odin was showing us the way, and valkiri rode ahead of us on the shining bergassos."

"The Gemini went smoothly along the coast of North America to the Caribbean. We soon became famous and fought with Blackbeard and cotton Jack."

"At that time, Mansfield II was sunk by the British. Someone sent his Keepsake back to tortoise Island, the maritime brotherhood selected a new candidate, and we became rivals with a woman and a sinister villain."

Lev spat disdainfully.

"Victory is destined to be ours. Our only problem is that the maritime brotherhood believes that the title of pirate king has never been given to two people. Bonette and I need to distinguish the primary and secondary."

"This is also a problem that the Gemini star has debated for a long time. Only one person can inherit the ruthless sword and shield, just like the title of the pirate king, so we must decide who is the captain of the Gemini star!"

He stopped, panting, his eyes getting red and his breathing getting heavier and heavier.

Lorraine jumped up without warning, stepped over the fire and kicked Leff. Leff flew up and didn't fall to the ground. Haina didn't know when to flash behind him, carrying a bucket and clattering over his head.

Carmen, who was walking with him, looked at the accident in front of him. The busy Indian woman holding the child trembled in front of the thatched house.

Lorraine and Haina looked dignified. Pierce even pulled out his shotgun and stared at Lev motionless.

Carmen was stunned and asked for knowledge: "you... Him?"

Lev shivered suddenly, pulled his fingers, got up, took off the bucket on his head, and took off two fallen leaves on his forehead.

"Drake, am I crazy again?"

"Almost." Lord Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a bottle of rum and threw it to LEV. "Damn it, I don't even have a weapon today. If you really go crazy, I'm not sure to control you except killing you!"

"Er..." Leff smiled foolishly and honestly. "I haven't been crazy for more than a year since I married jekali..."

Lorraine's face was as black as charcoal: "what happened between you and bonette? It's amazing that just memories can make you crazy?"

"Bonette..." Leff gulped out a whole bottle of wine. "I thought he was a proud Viking warrior. Unexpectedly, he was just a mean man who sneaked into Asgard like rocky!"

He stood up with a red face, went into the hut, took out a wooden stick wrapped with iron at the end, and threw it far away to Lorraine.

"The Gemini wants to decide the only captain, but the crew are very different. Bonette and I have their own supporters. Those who support me think I am stronger and braver, and those who support bonette think he is more intelligent and can make us live better."

"There is only one way for the Vikings to solve the contradiction, blood boat. Even if we are close brothers, we still decide to die for the inheritance of the ruthless and the reputation of the pirate king."

"Bonette defiled this sacred duel. We were all black and blue at that time, and I went crazy earlier than him. Bonette moved his hands and feet on the handle of my axe and cut off my axe at the moment I went crazy."

Hearing this, Lorraine frowned and looked at the stick in her hand.

That's Leff's axe handle. The edge of the fracture is smooth, the stubble is left in the center, and there are obvious signs of moving hands and feet.

"Did bonette really do it?"

"No one but him!"

Lev took a deep breath and hugged his wife and son with his back hand, trying to calm himself down.

"He thought I was dead. I fell into the water from the blood boat, with the handle of an axe tied to my hand, floating and sinking among the sharks."

"But the sharks didn't take me as food. I was swept by the tide to the island of Providencia nearest to the blood boat. I was picked up by jekali. I not only survived, but also married jekali, raised her children, and worked as a fisherman and father on the island for more than a year."

"That's my story." Leff laughed at himself. "The proud Vikings became fish slicers, no different from our ancestors."

"What about you, Drake? I saw your fleet. It seems that you have been doing well in recent years."

The topic suddenly turned to himself. Lorraine scratched his nose in embarrassment.

"My experience..." he thought about it. "Business, boat grabbing, boat grabbing, business. Although the process is not boring, I don't think you are very interested."

"Tell me what you're interested in." Lorraine threw the axe handle back to LEV. "In January, I announced that I would join the competition of the pirate king of the Caribbean. In February, I brought the home of cotton Jack Bimini island. Now I have two keepsakes of the pirate king, both left by Mansfield II. So to some extent, I'm an enemy that bonette can't get around."

Lev blinked blankly: "that woman and that sinister villain..."

"Women are working for me. Sinister villains have gone to the island, a desert island."

"So you're sure to fight Bonet?"

"In fact, I'm not too interested in the keepsake in his hand, but he probably doesn't think so." Lorraine shrugged. "When capturing cotton Jack's nest, I heard that cotton Jack went to bonette. If nothing happens, they have established an alliance against Drake..."

"Drake!" Leff strode up to Lorraine and looked straight at him like a mountain. "You're a Viking, and I'm a Viking... Let me get on your boat and give me a chance to find my glory!"