When I went to the appointment with Akathon, in order to cover up my eyes, I handed over the main fleet to Buhui, and I led the Calais Clippers, which I used first, to set off first.

But I asked Buhui to lead the team to follow me, thirty nautical miles behind me, ready to respond at any time.

Arcachon is the sub-capital capital of the southern French province of Gironde. It is located in the southwest of Bordeaux and the western end of the Bay of Arcachon. It belongs to the inner port and has a very superior geographical location. It is a well-known coastal resort.

However, that was the result of later development. Nowadays, Akathon is just a place of origin and trade transfer port. Because it is adjacent to Bordeaux, a large amount of trade has been sucked away, so there is no popularity here.

However, this status quo has become our best protection and reliance. After all, France and Spain have poor relations and are constantly fighting with Britain. But what Alfred and I can only accept is such a third-party territory, so the two sides finally decided to meet here.

In winter, Akaxiong is not cold, and there are even warm winds blowing. Standing on the large sand dunes outside the pier, there is sea water on one side, dense forest on the other side, and a golden narrow beach in the middle, with a picture-like reputation on the top.

We hired a guide from the dock, a young man named Chico, who was a local oyster farmer at home, and he went to the dock to find work during the slack farm.

Along the way, he kept recommending his oysters at home to us. A vivid example is that his father, Lao Chiko, is already fifty-two years old. Because he eats oysters all year round, he has to make a lot of trouble every night.

As a result, Chiko's mother couldn't stand it, so she could only let him go out from time to time to find other outlets. From then on, Lao Chiko lived a happy life of shamelessness and singing every night. The men in the whole town said that Lao Chiko was the strongest!

Listening to him talking about this in a show-off tone, well, when this advertisement was in the past, Jiugui Zhengxiao and others were all black. Tsk, this effect is simply nothing, but is this really a biological son?

Of course, after hearing his boastfulness, we were embarrassed to remain indifferent, so we said that after we finished the work, we would let him buy some oysters and see if he said it was as magical as he said.

Chiko is naturally flirting with her eyes, but I am secretly smiling. Not having seafood in my mouth is my principle. No matter how scattered you say, I will never eat it even if you break through the 20-centimeter limit.

The carriage, led by Chico, entered the woods, twisted and turned into a straight boulevard. After walking forward for a few minutes, suddenly opened up in front of us, and our destination, Franken Manor, arrived.

Of course, I got off the carriage calmly, and there was a warning around me in my perception, but there should be no malice.

However, my principle is to never entrust my safety to other people's good thoughts. Therefore, fifty elite ninjas, including Mo and Zhi, immediately quietly spread out and easily replaced the alert position sent by old Alfred.

After all, Old Alfred brought all the pampered guards, while mine was the elite who followed me to fight north and south. In addition, what ninjas are best at is secret actions, which is something that the other party cannot compare with.

When I walked to the front door, I heard the hint of Jiugui Masayoshi. All the other party's secret whistles had been subdued, and the safety hazards were eliminated. Of course, they were all just subdued, not hurting a single life, nor causing any movement.

Seeing this happening, Alfred, who was following me, had no expression. Since he was captured, especially after reaching an agreement with his father, he has been following my flagship, and has been used to my means and style.

Therefore, he didn't think there was anything wrong with me doing this, it was just for safety.

At the entrance of the main hall, I met the old Alfred who had been with God for a long time. He was very similar to his son, but he was even more vicissitudes and more majestic.

"Oh! I finally saw you! My child! Are you okay?" Old Alfred seemed very relaxed and comfortable. He looked at his son behind and spoke. But he didn't look at me alone. I knew that this was a skill to increase bargaining chips, so he smiled and remained silent.

But Alfred knew that after all the posts were replaced by my people, my father's actions were nothing but bluffs and had no practical significance.

So he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he saw his father's personal bodyguard, Neymar, hurried to his father's side and whispered a few words.

Old Alfred's face changed slightly. As a son, Alfred had to smile bitterly and said, "As you see, I'm fine, father. But I need to give you a piece of advice!"

"Put down your tinted glasses and methods, Father, Lord Marquis is a good partner worthy of cooperation."

Old Alfred turned his head and looked at me, and we looked at each other silently. There was no sadness or joy on his cold face, like a stone carving.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to me and a bright smile appeared on his face: "You are the best young man I have ever seen!"

I reached out to him and smiled, "How should I praise you?"

After saying that, we laughed together. Old Alfred stepped closer, patted my arm, and then reached out and touched his son's hair. We turned around and walked in hand.

The door of the manor was closed, and the inside and the outside became two worlds. The negotiations went smoothly and were very successful. Halfway through the talk, I asked the Nine Ghosts Zhengxiao to send an order and let go of the guards tied to lambs to be slaughtered, showing my sincerity.

When the guards saw these ninjas' methods, they naturally did not dare to speak out. They could only pack up their things silently and return to their posts.

We did not have much disagreement about the cooperation, so the progress was very smooth. What interested me more was another thing - the inside story about the French royal family.

Since the assassination of the former crown prince François, Duke of Asson, Henry from Navarra - my friend Henry de Poppon has become the first heir to the throne.

As the Regent Queen Mother Katherine was unwilling to let this Huguenot-sected country bumpkin inherit the throne, so she made many stumblings openly and secretly.

She knew very well that her son, the frail and sickly Henry III, would not live long, so she hoped that her few distant relatives could replace Henry in front of her, but this was obviously not acceptable to other elders of the kingdom.

Therefore, Henry De Poppon, who was strongly supported by the military, the elders and his ex-wife, Queen Margo, the daughter of the Regent Queen, began to retreat and quietly accumulate strength, looking forward to a counterattack one day.

This coincides with the history I know. It seems that when necessary, I should meet my friend Henry.

Old Alfred also told me a news - about the fact that I sang a double act with Elizabeth I during this period, the Spanish royal family and the military were quarreling.

The faction led by the commander-in-chief of the Invincible Armada De Guzman believes that given my previous harassment operations in the New World, they think it is entirely possible for me to take further action in Central and South America, and my previous actions are seen as a stepping stone.

However, the faction led by Old Alfred believes that our goal is to attack the world, and it is impossible to say one thing or two things.

As he said that, Old Alfred looked at me and said, "Guess, what are their attitudes after I finish speaking?"

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Don't they believe it?"

Old Alfred shook his head and smiled strangely: "No! That guy De Gusman believed at least half of it!"

I couldn't help but wonder: "Then why are a large number of fleets still mobilized to the New World?"

Old Alfred couldn't help but sigh and said lightly: "Because he must oppose me! This is fate!"

As he said that, he stared at me with a burning look and said, "The reason why I took the lead in proposing and insisted that your intention was to block the back of De Guzman. In this way, he could only walk forward with his head down!"

As he said that, he said to himself: "I am betraying my country! I will go to hell!"

I have never felt anything about such crocodile tears, so I smiled and said, "Even if this is the case, De Gusman must be ahead of you!"

Old Alfred was stunned, then laughed and picked up the wine glass, touched me hard, and drank it all in one go!

Speaking of now, we have established a high degree of mutual trust. We all know that the other party has no intention of making a falsification, so we are more relaxed and efficient when talking about many issues.

When talking about the East India Company I recently teamed up with the Dutch royal family, Old Alfred's eyes shone and then sighed: "In Spain, this is impossible."

I also smiled and said, "Indeed! This is also the reason why Spain seems to be strong, but in fact it is declining."

Old Alfred laughed, quite proud. Then he sighed again, probably thinking about what future generations who are still alive will do if their country declines a hundred years later.

So I proposed that I would transfer 5% of the East India Company equity I own to him at a price of 30% at the original price.

Old Alfred naturally accepted it happily. Although he didn't know what the theory that eggs could not be placed in the same basket, he knew that after owning this 5% stake, even if the Spanish Kingdom is gone, his children and grandchildren can still have food and clothing for life!

And I also like to see it. To be truly inseparable from a person, the best way is to have interests entanglement with him. Now, it is the best way to entangle with him.

Of course, in order to ensure the purity of the equity "bloodline", we signed limited transfer clauses. In other words, the Alfred family enjoys the dividend rights of these equity, but does not have the right to vote or vote - those powers are still exercised by me, which is also agreed in the contract.

Nowadays, everyone is happy, and then there is a traditional project. The interaction between nobles is nothing more than wine, sex, wealth, and of course a drink party with sensuality is indispensable.

At the cocktail party, Old Alfred gave me another set of ship procedures, which was the complete configuration of the Ottomans of the Flag Country. This undoubtedly gave me another identity and became more confident in the next trip to the Mediterranean.

I gently touched the stone pendant on my chest, thinking about the next schedule in my heart.
Chapter completed!