The Lothair was fast on the ocean, and after three days of sailing north from Puerto Bayonne, it reached the mouth of the Royale, the longest river in Florens.

There are three routes to choose from from Bayona back to the royal capital of Nasser, one is by land, which seems to be the closest in a straight line but takes the longest. The second is through the North Sea into the Naser River to the city of Nasser, this route is the most direct and time-consuming, but because the North Sea is the territory of the Engrus, although the fighting has stopped, but the situation is unpredictable, for the sake of safety, the Shire vetoed this route.

Charles eventually chose the route of the Royale River, which led to the city of Aurelian, 120 miles south of the royal capital, and then turned overland to reach the royal capital.

The Lothair is a "scissorhead" and has a speed advantage on the wide water, but the Royale River, which is several hundred meters wide, is already "narrow" for it, and there are so many ships on the river that the Lothair has only half sails on its three mainmasts, and it is slowly sailing eastward.

Sailing on the river is no faster than at sea, and the Lothair is not much faster than a horse-drawn carriage, but the scenery on both sides of the Royal is very beautiful, with undulating mountains, vineyards and castles, and the Shire, who are used to high-speed trains, is not too boring.

Three days later, the city of Aurelian was far away, and the people who had been tossing and turning on the sea for days finally saw the end of hope, especially those who were seasick, who were already looking forward to what they should eat today, to treat their empty stomachs.

Aurelian City is one of the three wealthy cities of Florence and the birthplace of the current Florense royal family, which was even designated as the royal capital by the current King Rousseff I a few decades ago, occupying a special place in the Florense Kingdom. After years of continuous expansion and repair, the rows of buildings occupy a vast area on the north bank of the Royal River, and the Shire finally admit in their hearts that this is a ....... "city".

Near the canal pier in Aurelian City, the river is even more congested with boats, large and small boats coming in and out of the pier, giving the Charles the feeling of a bus station in the past life.

The Lothair does not need to enter the port with those merchant ships and cargo ships, as the great privileged class of this world, any city will provide various conveniences for the nobles, and there are special berths for the nobles on the Aurelian docks.

For some unknown reason, today's aristocratic berths are full of ships of all sizes, and only one larger berth is suitable for a large galleon like the Lothair. The crew of the Lothair began to nervously steer the ship, lowering the sails and steering, slowly completing the difficult "side stop".

Because the water depth on the north side of the Royal River is much greater than the water depth on the south side, the Lothair is a ship with a relatively deep draft generally sailing close to the north bank, trying not to get close to the south side of the river to avoid the hull touching the bottom, so that the ship's room for turning is a little small, and the narrow hull of the Lothair is more difficult to turn, and it took half a day to correct the direction.

But just as the Lothair was about to enter the berth, there was a sudden exclamation on the river.

"What's that ship for?"

"Bastard, stop!"

A brig of medium sailing ships came from the river at a rapid pace, and only when it was very close to the dock did it begin to unload and turn, and in a very dangerous way grazed against the hull of the Lothair, plunging headlong into the only wide berth.

"Boom!"

Because the speed of the brig medium-sized sailing ship was too fast, the bow part of the ship collided violently with the dock, but the sailors on the sailboat had very good throwing skills, and the two cables flew up from the bow and stern respectively, and accurately hung the cable piles on the pier.

"This bastard, Lord Count, allow me to go and duel that damned captain!"

Seeing that his berth was robbed, Charles had not yet spoken, and the captain of the Lothair, Lecor, was already mad, and he took off his captain's uniform and was about to go to the other party's captain desperately.

"Lekol, it's none of your business, go back to your post!"

Charles was not so impulsive, the mast of the Lothair fluttered with the bow and sword cross flag of the Chevalier family, and the other party's obvious "grabbing a parking space" was certainly not something that a captain could do.

"Roy, whose ship is this?" Although Charles was not impulsive, his mood was definitely very bad, and his words were also cold.

"Sir, this is the Rose Lion Banner, it should be the banner of the Lambert family, it is the emerging nobles of Aurelian City, they were only rich merchants in Aurelian City a few decades ago, and they only made their mark after following His Majesty today. ”

"Look, sir, that middle-aged man is Viscount Philoon Lampott, the current patriarch of the Lambert family, and I heard that he seems to be seeking a seat in the kingdom's House of Lords. ”

Roy is a veteran butler, not only knowing the family flag on the mast of the brig, but also the patriarch of House Lampport himself.

Olive obviously knew about the Lambert family, and she had always been good-natured, and she was also angry by what had just happened, clenching her little fists and cursing in a low voice: "Hmph! The Lambert family is also worthy of using lions on the family flag, shameless things." ”

"Viscount?"

Charles looked at the middle-aged man on the brig and asked himself lightly, then turned to Captain Lekol and ordered, "Start the boat, sail five miles up the river and turn around." ”

"What? Charles, we can't count it like that, it's a provocation to our Chevalier family. If...... If you don't want to come into direct conflict with Viscount Filoen Lampott, we can also ask the marina to reassign us a berth......"

Olive couldn't control her anger, but she remembered what Charles had said, "I just want the family to live happily", and she felt that her brother was under so much pressure that she had to euphemistically propose a way to divert the conflict.

"Olive don't cause trouble to innocent people, listen to me, go to the upper reaches of the river first!"

Olive bit her lip and took a step back with some grievance, showing her obedience.

The Lothair turned awkwardly again, hoisted its sails and headed up the Royale.

"Oh...... Look, the Lorraine ship retreated....... Hahahaha!"

"The Lorraine-Gregorians, the Chevalier family has long been unable to represent the Lorraine......"

Many people on the river wharf witnessed the scene just now, and at this time, they saw the Lothair quietly retreating, and immediately laughed at the Lothair because of xenophobia.

Lola, the wild and cold female knight, also turned her head, and looked at Charles angrily, but her eyes clearly said: "Although you are no longer an idiot, you are a coward!"

Charles squinted his eyes, glanced at Lola coldly, said nothing, and turned back to his cabin.

The slender Lothair was a large sailing ship, and its maximum speed was very fast, but the speed was much slower than that of the nimble river galleys, and Captain Lecor held his breath and galloped four or five miles on the river, and finally the speed of the ship was soared to the highest speed, and the boats on the river were so frightened that they avoided it.

However, Charles said that after five miles, the captain and the sailors, who had not yet exhausted their anger, had to make another effort to turn the sailboat around, and then return to Aurelian again.

"Lekol, I remember that the ship's metal ramming angles were very strong, right?"

A faint but clear voice came from the cabin, and the entire ship could hear it clearly.

"Yes, sir, I just took care of it the other day. ”

Lecor was angry in his heart, but he would never dare to make a mistake against the Count, in fact, he also knew that the situation of the Chevalier family was difficult now, and the young Count was under too much pressure, and the retreat just now was understandable.

"Turn this ship up to the highest speed, and then crash into the Polant family's ship, don't crash into it!"

“........”

"Yes, Lord Count!"

Lekol excitedly threw his captain's hat on the ground and cursed his men loudly: "You pigs, don't you have a full sail?"

"Be clever for me later, and if you crash into the water, I'll throw you all into the water and feed the fish!"