Chapter 330

Sunrise by the lake.

The fiery red sun rose from the direction of the rain forest, burning the colorful clouds all over the sky, and climbed up the sky bit by bit.

Lorraine's feet were on the flat bluestone board, holding Haina with gold gauze. Beside her was fremani, who was obviously dressed as an attendant, followed by Lev and Barto, who did not hide their fierce spirit.

A line of five people stood quietly in front of the statue of abundance in the church.

Keris, the goddess of abundance, was originally Demeter in Greek mythology and Fula in Nordic mythology. When the glory of God spread all over Europe, it was knocked down and denounced as a false god.

But she was the people's beautiful imagination of harvest and food and clothing. After a while, she changed her face, added a pair of wings, and became an unknown angel under the seat of God.

People don't call Keris the name, but worship the statue of Keris. Under the seat of the only God, there are many such popular unknown people, such as naughty cupid, and Keris in front of San Carlos church.

Naked Keris stood quietly in the middle of the pool, looking up at the sky and holding the water bottle on his shoulder. Bo Bo's clear water flowed down from the mouth of the inclined bottle. Under the sunlight, it cut off a faint rainbow light, just like the ribbon she knitted for herself, wrapped around her waist and floated into the distance.

Lorraine doesn't quite understand the meaning of a military city dedicated to Keris. There is not even a piece of farmland here. Even if Keris has divine power, he should not be able to grow food in the natural rainforest.

But on second thought, he suddenly understood again.

San Carlos is the golden field of the Spanish people. It takes six months to raise the field and six months to harvest. It's just right to rely on the planting industry of Tianshi and worship Keris.

Lorraine burst into laughter at the thought.

What a clever Spaniard

"Laugh in front of the fertile angel. Sir, would you like to share your joy with me?"

Lorraine was laughing when a clear voice came from behind.

Looking at the voice, Lorraine saw a handsome young man with deep eyes and a short beard.

The young man was riding on a white horse and wearing a bright blue navy uniform. Behind him stood more than ten Musketeers in a neat and well-trained queue.

From the armband, his rank should be major, and the naval major who will appear in the west city at this time can only be major Francisco de Mara, the captain of the San Carlos.

So easy to bite?

Lorraine was surprised, but her face looked vaguely: "excuse me, Mr. officer?"

"As a new face of San Carlos, Mr. should learn to introduce himself first."

"Sorry, I like traveling, but I seldom introduce myself." Lorraine smiled without weakness. "Family and name will only add meaning to friends' mouths. If it's to get along with strangers, a gentleman is actually enough."

"Cautious sir..." major Mara muttered discontentedly, jumped off his horse and strode closer.

He took off his gloves, handed them to his entourage and held out his hand to Lorraine: "Francisco de Mara, major of Grenada garrison fleet, captain of the San Carlos."

Lorraine loosened Haina and shook hands with major Mara. "Ruhr de sebilian, from Madrid."

"De sebilian?"

"My father has some business in Texas, but I spend more time in New Orleans. You know, only with our own caravan can people like us escape those annoying dances and parties."

It's all true.

There was a dissolute son named Ruhr in New Orleans. His father was a big planter in Texas and a district councilor, viscount sebilian.

Lorraine will know him because this noble childe was crazy about Carmen, even blocked the water tank of the Jackdaw and proposed a duel to Lorraine.

The results are obvious.

Under the witness of the three gentlemen in the dock area, Lorraine beat your son to pieces with five moves, kicked him to the ground, kicked him in the face, and finally stepped into the water without even pulling the knife.

The duel was a great blow to Mr. Ruhr. I heard that he went to Asia with his family's fleet. Judging from the time, he should be somewhere in East India or enjoying happiness in heaven.

Sebilians are famous people in Texas. According to the social distance of Spain, their reputation should spread to Nicaragua, but they will not intersect with the gentlemen of this generation. They are the best fake objects of Lorraine.

Moreover, sebilian is a Castilian with thick Moorish blood in his family. Ruhr himself has black hair, brown pupils and curly hair. He also has a black cousin who is inseparable from him most of the time.

When he reported out of the house, Lorraine stared at major Mara's expression.

Doubt, clarity, surprise, kindness

Sure enough, he had heard of sebilian. The degree of familiarity was just what Lorraine needed, higher than ignorance and lower than knowledge.

Major Mara's attitude suddenly became enthusiastic: "Mr. sebrian, I didn't expect you to be the restless young master of sebilian's house!"

"Have you ever heard of me?" Lorraine put on a proper doubt.

"Of course!" major Mara laughed. "You are famous in the aristocratic circle for your talent, appearance and restless temperament, but the most famous is your duel in New Orleans. I heard you took the initiative to provoke Edward, the tyrant in Louisiana. He didn't kill you?"

"This... Just a smuggler, dare he?"

"Yes!" major Mara patted Lorraine heavily on the shoulder. "My uncle and your father have known each other for a long time. They are old friends. I have heard of you several times since I was transferred to Grenada."

"It must be God's arrangement that we can meet in San Carlos! Please come to my residence for dinner tonight. When we have a chance, we'll go to Grenada to meet our uncle!"

"... respectfully, it's better to obey..."

……

[San Carlos's military strength is far beyond our ability, and there is no chance of victory in a strong attack]

[our opportunity in their internal struggle]

[the power contradiction here is very sharp, more acute than I thought]

[today, I went to the west city with a tentative idea to let Lev and Barto show the ferocity of outlaws as much as possible]

[as a result, the fish soon bit the hook and didn't even wait until I went to the lakeside wharf]

[this shows that Francisco de Mara can't wait to embarrass Antonio de torresias. He urgently needs a new face to use]

[the reason, I guess, is that the rainy season is coming]

[Mara invited me to dinner tonight and talked about the season in San Carlos]

[normally, Nicaragua will enter the rainy season at the end of April and the beginning of May]

[the rainfall in the first month is particularly heavy, and the water level of Lake Nicaragua and San Juan River will rise sharply]

[at this stage, the river flows rapidly and is not suitable for boats. But after a month, the river will calm down as the rain weakens]

[that's the beginning of the golden season in San Carlos]

[Nicaraguan governor's office, Grenada garrison fleet and San Carlos civil army all hope to control the dominance of this golden field at this stage]

[this is the period when the power struggle in San Carlos is the most intense and there is no lower limit, and it is also the period that is most conducive to us]

[Marla must want me to do something, although he hasn't said anything now]

[but I will let him speak out, satisfy him, and do better than he expected, with greater impact, leaving scars that are difficult to heal for San Carlos]

[from now on, I think seizing the San Carlos is a feasible option and should be prepared in advance. But I only bring enough people to sail. If I want to form combat power, I need at least 50 people to support]

[reinforcements can pass through the forest and reach the lake from the north of the fortress. It is facing the north city wall and is the weak link of St. Caroline's defense, but if they can't enter the city, the reinforcements are bound to take unnecessary risks for a long time. It's up to you to decide whether to implement it or not]

[another problem. Judging from Mara's words, the avatar I chose seems to know the commander of Grenada's garrison fleet. Although it is unlikely to meet, the exposed risks must be estimated]

[this means that the initiative of action is not entirely in my hands. I may act or withdraw early, depending on your choice]

[looking forward to your reply, Lorraine Jonathan Drake]

After sealing the letter and stamping it, Lorraine stretched back in her chair.

Haina habitually clubbed in the shadow as usual, and her special breathing skills hid her sense of existence. If she didn't see it in her eyes, even Lorraine would ignore her existence from time to time.

But more often, Lorraine can still feel her.

"Hannah," he shouted.

"What's the matter?"

"At dinner today, major Mara and I introduced our silent cousin. He invited us to swim the lake on the San Carlos tomorrow. In terms of etiquette, it's not suitable for you to be absent like today."

Haina wrinkled her nose lovably and said discontentedly, "but my Spanish is very strange. Most of it is taught by Carmen, and it's not good."

"You can't talk. Mara won't pursue you anyway." Lorraine smiled. "Although he is fascinated by your beauty, I told him you are my fiancee. Considering that pursuing you may lose my friendship, he won't be so stupid."

"Me? Fiancee?" Haina's face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck, light coffee turned into strong cocoa, with a fragrant and strong sweet taste.

Lorraine deeply tasted the sweet air and said, "Haina, I suddenly want to drink hot cocoa."

"I'll send someone to soak!" hainafei seemed to escape from the house and slammed the door, "no! I'll soak myself!"