Chapter Seventy-Two: The First Aggression of France

In a screen of dust and smoke, Arthur helped the expensive fat French man up the stairs to the deck.

In Arthur's jacket pocket, he still carried a clean white receipt, which was the deposit that Fred had received when he kidnapped the man - a bearer check for five hundred pounds from the Rothschild Bank.

Arthur walked up with the fat man and asked, "You are really not cheap, the deposit that binds you is five hundred pounds, and if I bring you back to Paris, the bounty I will get is estimated to be even tempting to me." What is the identity of this French fat man? Why is it worth so much money? ”

When the French fat man heard this, he couldn't help but glared at Arthur beside him: "Although I am very polite, if you call me by that demeaning contempt again, I will refuse to answer any questions!" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I really shouldn't have used that derogatory prefix, which really lacks basic politeness and respect. ”

Arthur realized that he had lost his manners, and he smiled apologetically: "So, fatty, what is your identity?" ”

When the French fat man heard this, his face turned red with anger, and he scolded: "So in the English dictionary, is 'France' more insulting than 'fat'!" ”

Arthur nodded embarrassedly and said, "How can you reveal this secret?" Well, since you don't like the title, I'll call you by your pseudonym, do you like me to call you 'Friday' or 'Robinson'? I have to say, this pseudonym of yours is really weird. And only those who haven't read Robinson Crusoe don't know that you're making fun of them. ”

When the French fat man heard this, he just squeezed a breath out of his nose, and he snorted and tugged at his collar.

"You don't understand, I have a meaning for taking this pseudonym."

"Oh? Can I hear more about why? ”

The fat man glanced at Arthur and said, "Because my fate is the same as that of Robinson, because of misfortune, we have all left the civilized world and come to a wild island where civilization cannot be seen. ”

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help but stop and stare at the Frenchman seriously.

He pursed his lips and smiled: "What you said about it, it seems that you don't read carefully, don't you know that Robinson is a British sailor?" "Robinson Crusoe" is the representative work of British writer Daniel Defoe! ”

"Oh! Is it? Then it seems that Robinson is more unfortunate than me, at least I have seen civilization before! ”

After that, the Frenchman glared at Arthur angrily, and then shook off Arthur's arm, and did not want him to help him, but walked up with a limp.

Arthur grabbed the hair scattered on his forehead and brushed it back, he laughed dumbly: "It's just a joke, why are you really angry?" The French really can't afford to play. ”

Agareth sat on the edge of the stairs, and the Red Devil slapped his legs and laughed until tears came out.

"Arthur, you don't understand that this humble fat man has the highest aggression in France in hundreds of years."

"Really?" Arthur shook his head and said, "Then if he wants to live in England, he had better change his temper." But I must also admit that he was even better than Napoleon the Great, who was beloved by the French people. ”

The Red Devil raised his eyebrows: "What aspects, you give an example." ”

"For example?"

Arthur stroked his crumpled gloves and said lightly: "For example, Napoleon never set foot on the land of Great Britain until he died, but this fat man did." From this point of view, his attacks were indeed sharper than Napoleon's. ”

As soon as Arthur had said this, he chased after him with light steps, leaving behind him the sound of the Red Devil rolling on the ground with laughter.

"Arthur, you're the most aggressive of the 19th century! If that fat man hears this, he will probably pounce on you and strangle you! ”

When Arthur heard this, his steps flickered, and he tasted something wrong in Agares's words.

He pondered, "You mean, this man has something to do with Napoleon?" Could it be his relative? But if it's a relative, isn't it a bit too little for the French to give a deposit of five hundred pounds? ”

Agares looked at Arthur with a suspicious expression, and said triumphantly: "Just guess it, let me tell you, his relationship with Napoleon is not particularly far but not particularly close, anyway, he has no blood relationship with Napoleon." If you want to know, get me a few more pirate lives. ”

Arthur stood in front of the hatch and glanced back at the Red Devil, "You're really full of business. Agares, what about your commitment? What about your abilities? Aren't you able to answer all the riddles in the world? It's such a trivial matter, and you're embarrassed to ask me for a few more lives? ”

Just as Arthur has become immune to the Red Devil's words, the Red Devil does not eat Arthur's agitation now.

He pushed his glasses and rummaged through the heavy books in his hand before he said, "Arthur, you better save your energy." You've already killed more than you can today, counting Fred just now, you have taken a total of thirteen lives up and down the Black Thorn. These rich three, just let me tell you the French identity information to add a head to me, do you think it's okay? ”

Arthur ignored the Red Devil's trade offer, he pushed open the hatch and said, "Forget it, you don't want to tell me, I'll ask him to go myself." The extra three will be deposited with you first, remember to calculate the interest for me. ”

Hearing this, the Red Devil hurriedly closed the book, and he pointed to Arthur's back and scolded angrily.

"Arthur, Arthur! The strongest sound in Scotland Yard! Hastings Force, a master of electromagnetism! The most aggressive of the 19th century! Huh! Fuck you, I call you! You, a person who will be the Messiah in the future, why are you not at all atmospheric?! ”

Arthur stepped out of the hatch, and as far as he could see, all he could see were the Black Thorn sailors who had surrendered with their guns and heads in hand.

And the fat French man leaned against the half-broken mast with his sore old waist clutched.

When the Marine Commander saw Arthur coming, he smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth, and even the scar on the right side of his face twisted along with it.

He stepped forward, reached for the pipe in his pocket, and handed it to Arthur.

He nodded, motioned for Arthur to hold it, and then took a match from his pocket and lit it for him himself.

The commander smiled and put his arm on Arthur's shoulder: "Well done, brother! It's been a long time since I've fought such a hearty broadside battle, and the last time I fought so well was when I was fighting slave ships with the Black Clown off the coast of West Africa. ”

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief by taking a puff on the smoke ring, then handed the pipe back and motioned for the commander to take a puff as well.

He asked, "Is the slave trade rampant in West Africa?" ”

The commander took two sips and nodded, "Isn't it?" Portuguese, Spaniards, everything. No way, slaves are needed in both South and North America, and as long as there is a demand, there is a trade.

But thanks to these slave traders, we sailors who worked in the slave fleets can generally make a few fortunes from them. In addition to paying attention to infectious diseases such as malaria, the income is much higher than in the home fleet. ”

Speaking of this, the commander raised his head at the French fat man on the side: "So, this is the person you want to bring back?" As soon as he came out of the cabin, he burst a French filth on the deck, and I almost kicked him into the sea without paying attention. ”

Arthur raised an eyebrow and asked, "It's okay if you kick him down, but do you know how to save a Frenchman who has fallen overboard?" ”

The commander shook his head with regret on his face and said, "I'm sorry, I really don't know. ”

When the Marines who walked by heard this, they couldn't help but whistle: "I don't know? It's great not to know! ”

As soon as the few people finished speaking, it immediately caused a laugh on the ship, and even the crew of the Black Thorn, who had disarmed and surrendered, couldn't help grinning.

The French fat man blushed and pointed at a boatload of people and scolded: "You speak to me politely!" I will not allow you to insult a noble French artilleryman like this! ”

"Oh?" Arthur and the commander smiled side by side: "Artillery? You're still a French artillery lieutenant, are you? Graduated from the Paris Military Academy? ”

The other Marines followed suit.

"Bonaparte?"

"Napoleon?"

The fat man glanced at them disdainfully, then brushed his clothes, and proudly proclaimed with his hands behind his back and his head held high.

"Humph! It is my honor to inform you that standing before you are:

Glorify the righteous citizens of France,

Former scribe of the Secretariat of the Duke of Orleans,

The republican fighters who stormed the Illeri Palace with the army during the July Revolution,

When the rebel army was short of ammunition, he was ordered to open the arsenals of Soissons and Rafair, thus laying the cornerstone of the victory of the revolution.

The great example of the French Republic, who was personally received and commended by General Lafayette,

He was a librarian in Paris and a captain in the French army.

He also served as the deputy commander of the 4th Artillery Company of the French National Guard.

The heroic exiles who were persecuted for inciting the Second Revolution by adhering to the republican viewpoint, spreading republican rhetoric, refusing to recognize the position of the tyrant King Louis Philippe,

Strong, strong-willed, indomitable, His Excellency Alexandre Dumas! ”

(End of chapter)