Three Hundred and Thirty Second Coercion

Lakes and mountains, sky and sea are boundless.

The lake and the sea have different scenery, even if it is as wide as Lake Nicaragua, it has its boundaries.

The edge of the field of vision is Ometepe Island. There are two towering volcanic cones on this big island in the middle of the lake. White clouds surround the cone tips.

The remains of these two volcanoes are the parents of Lake Nicaragua. The volcanic eruption thousands of years ago created the Isthmus of Rivas that separates the lake from the sea. .

The trip to the lake on the St. Caroline has been going on for half a day.

The sun was high in the sky, Lorraine and others had lunch with Mara, and finally it was time to talk about business.

Parasols and deck chairs were set up on the deck, and Lorraine and Mara sat on the left and the other on the right, and Mara shyly hoped that Henna would go to the back deck to enjoy the scenery. From this alone, Lorraine knew that he was not good at stealing. deeds.

But Lorraine still cooperated with him, let Hana go to the back deck, and asked Leif and Barto to protect him, so that the boat would not be bumpy and Hana would fall.

Mala breathed a sigh of relief.

It took him a while to regain his dignity, beckoned for two glasses of fine wine, and pushed Lorraine lightly.

"The white rum of Havana is the best delicacy in the world."

Lorraine raised his glass in thanks.

From the perspective of social etiquette, this is Lorraine's turn to speak, and he should properly thank Mara, and at the same time be flattered by the attention and hospitality of the past two days.

Only in this way can Mara say the classic opening line "I like you very much".

However, Lorraine didn't say anything, sipping the wine, leaning on the chair, maybe the angle of the parasol was not set properly, he even closed his eyes comfortably.

Mara was a bit stuck on the tiger, and hesitated for a long time before trying to start: "Ruhr, don't you wonder why I am so attentive to you?"

"Huh?" Lorraine Yi opened his eyes, "Isn't it because we hit it off?"

"Uh... of course, we hit it off right away..."

"That's great." Lorraine patted his chest exaggeratedly, "I thought I wishful thinking that we had friendship."

"Friendship is real!" Marat confirmed emphatically,

"Friendship is real, but..."

"but?"

Mara sat upright all of a sudden: "Rul, do you know why I was sent to San Carlos?"

"Isn't it a normal assignment and transfer?"

"Assignment and transfer?" Mala laughed. "My dear Ruhr, my uncle is the admiral of the garrison fleet. How could a normal transfer send me to the desolate San Carlos!"

"Your family is a rich man and a plantation owner. You probably don't know much about the mess in the army."

Lorraine also straightened up and looked at Mara with interest.

Marat finally found the rhythm he imagined, waved his hand, and pointed in the direction of San Carlos.

"There is San Carlos, a fortress in the rainforest, a barren town, and an inexhaustible gold mine in our hands."

"From June to November every year, in just five months, goods worth millions of octagonal gold coins will travel between the two oceans through the small San Juan River. They all have to pay taxes in San Carlos. Half of the tax revenue of 10,000 octagonal gold coins belongs to the king, and the other half stays in the local area.”

"Who will control the considerable money? In theory, of course, the local militia. Those wastes are the force of this town, responsible for the defense of the city and the order of trade on the San Juan River."

"However, the fact is that they alone cannot protect this fortress and this important tax card. Just like last October, it was our bloody battle with the grenadiers that locked up a large group of pirates who wanted to plunder in St. The source of the Juan River, the forts of the city wall have the opportunity to send those vicious pirates to the bottom of the river, and feed the piranhas that can never get enough!"

Lorraine heard unexpected information for the first time: "Pirate group? Did you wipe out a pirate group last year?"

"Yes! A powerful pirate group composed of five ships. It is said that they are still the pirate king of the Caribbean. According to the information captured from their flagship, that pirate is the famous [Thomas the Fly]."

"You actually wiped out a pirate king without making a sound... Didn't you announce the official punishment?"

"We haven't even found the corpse, and we can't even publicize it." Mara shrugged regretfully, "But we captured the fifth-tier flagship named Shengshi, and she was parked in the port of Grenada. We took the ship, The grenadiers took the gold, and San Carlos took the rest of the ship, and everyone was happy."

"That's... a pity."

Lorraine desperately digested the unexpected news.

Thomas the Fly, the only one of the six surviving Pirate Kings, died silently on the San Juan River, and the Sea Brotherhood seemed to know nothing about it.

The first thing Lorraine thought of was Thomas' token of the Pirate King.

There is no publicity, no announcement, this thing that is enough to drive the pirate world crazy is probably still lying in a corner of the commander's mansion and no one cares about it.

In other words, it won't be thrown away as garbage, right?

Lorraine had the urge to wipe off his sweat. He looked at Mara enthusiastically, and his thoughts had long since drifted away.

"Ruel? Dear Ruel? My friend?"

Lorraine was startled for a moment, and smiled in the blink of an eye: "I'm listening, Mr. Major. Although you didn't say it clearly, I know that you want to use my face to do something. The reason... probably is as impressive as that of San Carlos. related to income.”

"Damn it, you're smarter than you look!" Mara cleared her throat, "Ruhr, do you know? Because the three forces guard the peace of San Carlos together, from the beginning of the establishment of San Carlos, the relationship between us There has been an agreement that the commander of the fortress will control the profits belonging to the locality, and the term of the commander is one year, and on May 5 of each year, the governor and admiral will be appointed according to the status of the three troops."

"May 5th? Isn't that..."

"It's less than a month away!" Marat approached Lorraine, lowering his voice. "Last year, the militia was appointed, but this year, he will be re-elected for his contribution to eradicating pirates."

"That's why Uncle sent me here. I need to make them go wrong, some innocuous little problems, showing their stupidity and incompetence."

"for example?"

"For example, a company commander was playing with fire in the warehouse where the ammunition was stored, and accidentally caused the ammunition depot to explode..."

Lorraine raised his eyebrows: "This will cause a lot of casualties, right? And the ammunition depot..."

Mara waved his hand indifferently: "Some lowly pioneers in the area are easy to supplement, not to mention their own accidents, and they will die if they die."

His eyes were burning: "And detonating the ammunition depot may not cause much casualties. There are two ammunition depots in the fortress, one is in the center of the barracks, and the other is in the east city, at the corner of the southeast city wall."

"You are really thoughtful..." Lorraine hesitated, "Mr. Major, I want to know what I can get out of it. You know, if this matter is exposed, my behavior will be no different from treason."

"You will gain my friendship, dear Ruhr." Mara sneered, "The friendship of a future fortress commander, the friendship of a young officer who has plenty of room for growth and is highly valued."

"Looks like I have to agree."

Lorraine closed her eyes again, feeling moved and helpless, like a helpless pawn who was tempted and threatened at the same time.

"Don't hesitate, Ruhr, it's easy for you, I never misread anyone."

Mara ordered someone to replace it with new wine, handed it to Lorraine with his own hands, and touched it lightly.

"Cheers to our long-lasting friendship in Japan."

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