“Master… do you still remember the last time you went to Australia, that… guard family that left home before?”
As Alan listened to Hut's description, he remembered the old guy. He didn't look very conspicuous, but his feelings were very sincere. Although he was a little old, it didn't affect his work!
But... we haven't been in touch for so many years, is such a person really trustworthy?
Perhaps seeing Allen's doubts, Hut smiled and said, "Master...how about this, you tell me the general plan first, I will send someone over to test them, and if they meet the requirements, I will bring them back, and we will consider backup candidates. What do you think?"
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Alan half closed his eyes and thought silently for a while. This candidate was very suitable for the job. His face was unfamiliar, and with his arrangement, he was very suitable.
"Okay, you can do this..."
Alan is not going to tell you what the final plan is right now. He plans to split the plan into several parts, with each person responsible for different links, so that it can be kept more confidential.
The key issue now is that the candidates must be selected quickly and the plan must be implemented quickly.
It’s not that Allen is getting carried away, but that time waits for no one.
The queen is now ill and in poor health. He wants to take this opportunity to give her a ruthless blow, which is like rubbing salt into the wound. If the plan is implemented too late, what if the queen has recovered from her illness... then the effect will be greatly reduced.
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New South Wales is located in the southeast of Australia. Although its overall area is not large among the states of Australia, it is rich in resources and is one of the earliest colonies. It has a complete range of infrastructure and the famous city of Sydney is located in this state.
The state's manufacturing and textile industries are very developed, and the corresponding planting industry is also not weak.
The climate in November has entered the early stage of summer, with temperatures of over 20 degrees Celsius being quite pleasant. This is an old manor located in the suburbs of Wollongong, the third largest city in New South Wales.
Sharp Clark was a little excited at this time. He wanted to tremble with excitement, but in order not to lose his composure, he held back, stood up, bent slightly, and said to the person sitting in the main seat of the study in a firm tone: "Please rest assured, sir, if the Earl can use my old bones, I am willing to die!"
"You have been away from home for too long. Now that you are in trouble, you still think of you. This opportunity is very precious. You must cherish it..."
"Don't worry! I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I will call my son and grandson to come. After I have arranged my funeral affairs, I will go back with you."
"Very good, Clarke... Well, I'll go get some rest first. Shall we leave tomorrow morning?"
"Okay! Sir, go and have a rest first. I will take care of everything tonight."
"good."
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After the gentleman from Britain left, Sharp Clark sat back in the main seat, still too excited to calm down for a long time.
Many people wait for an opportunity all their lives, and some people never get it until they die... but some people wait for most of their lives and finally get it.
Clark felt that this time he had finally gotten the chance!
He had only been to Britain a few times in his early years. Later, he was entangled in family matters, got married and had children, and could not leave.
But no matter what the reason is...Britain and Wales are his dream hometowns.
It may be difficult for ordinary people to understand Clark's feelings.
There are many families like theirs, whose ancestors had some achievements but later declined. Some families gradually became silent and eventually became ordinary people, but in some families, the elders in the family like to brag to their descendants about the glorious deeds of their ancestors.
Clark had been listening to his grandfather bragging about the deeds of their ancestors since he was a child. Back then, their ancestors served as guards for the earl in Wales and were able to act tyrannically and their status was much higher than that of ordinary people!
Later, it was because of the good performance of my ancestors that they were sent to this kind of colony to help, but I didn’t expect that once they arrived... they would never be able to go back.
In those days, maritime transportation still relied on sailing ships, and every voyage on the sea was a matter of luck...
Before his death, his ancestors dreamed of returning to their hometown in Wales, but in the end they had to die in a foreign land.
The last generation relied on the stories told by their ancestors and had extremely beautiful fantasies about Wales.
Until some time ago, Clark was told that the descendants of the earl that his ancestors had followed had come to Australia, and the Governor wanted him to go over to entertain the guests. Clark was so excited that he didn't get a good rest for several days.
Later... the person also saw him, but they didn't say much. However, even so, Clark was very satisfied, because he was the Earl!
Even in the British mainland, he is a high-ranking noble. In addition, given that lord's position, he is a close minister following the crown prince. It is an honor for him to be able to say a few words to such a person!
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The Sharp family has been living in Australia for more than two hundred years and has accumulated a fortune, including a large ranch and a small grape plantation.
But after reaching this scale, the family's development has reached a bottleneck. If they want to go further... those higher-level people are not something their family can reach.
But Clark just couldn't accept it. He thought about how their ancestors lived a superior life in Wales.
And what about his descendant?
As an Australian, now considered a half-American brother, what rank of citizen is this?
The people of Britain even look down on the Americans, so how can they look down on their younger brothers?
Rounding off means it is several levels lower!
From being a superior person to being a subordinate person now.
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He had always had a dream that the best way for their family to advance was to marry the noble that their ancestors had served!
But... one or two hundred years have passed, and it is still unclear whether people still remember that they had this guard of their ancestor. He is now an ordinary person, and if he rashly goes to ask for a meeting, he probably won't even be able to see the earl.
And now... that Excellency actually sent people to look for their small family. That Excellency has not forgotten them!
I heard from the gentleman just now that this time he is asked to go back to complete a mission, but this mission is extremely risky. But if he completes it... that gentleman will give them, the Sharp family, an unexpected reward!
Although the gentleman did not say what the specific reward was, Clark had already heard some clues from his extremely envious eyes and tone.
In Britain, what reward can be called unexpected?
Besides the title...is there anything else?
It was the thought of this that made Clark so excited!
"Father! I'm back. Why did you call me back so anxiously? What's the matter?"
A middle-aged man in a suit pushed open the study door and looked strangely at his father whose face was flushed, excited and even a little sick.
"Come here, our family will have a chance to turn things around."
Clark was delighted to see his eldest son, who had the greatest potential.
So what if the eldest son becomes a lawyer now?
Aren't you just serving as a dog for some powerful people?
These low-level dignitaries in Australia, now their Sharp family will have the opportunity to soar to the sky!
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On November 18, in just three days, Huth arranged for people to go to Australia and bring the people back.
As an inconspicuous truck slowly drove into the manor, just like buying vegetables and purchasing supplies as usual, the vehicle slowly drove to the warehouse area at the back. The person who had been waiting here for a long time looked at the person who got off the car, wearing a mask and whose face could not be seen clearly. He nodded at the other person, and without asking any more questions, he tilted his head slightly to signal the other person to follow him.
The two of them followed the servants' passage, went through the small door, and entered the castle directly from the trail.
Walking along the dark corridor, Clark was excited, but he didn't even dare to turn his head and look around.
Occasionally passing by the traditional armor decorations placed on both sides of the aisle, he could even feel the faint murderous aura from those armors.
Looking at these old-fashioned armors, this is where his ancestors once lived. Two hundred years later, Clark finally stepped into the place where his ancestors once lived again and was going to serve that gentleman!
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"On behalf of myself and my family, I express my highest respect to you. It is my honor to meet you. Your Excellency the Earl of Carmarthen, Sharp Clark sends you his regards!"
The moment he entered the study, Clark took off his mask and respectfully greeted Alan, who was sitting behind the desk, with the most traditional chivalric salute.
Alan was in a good mood seeing how respectful the old guy was to him. It was really the old guys in the past who knew how to train. After so many years, he didn't expect that the families of these guards who had wandered outside could still be so loyal. It was rare!
Seeing Clark's performance now, Allen even felt a little reluctant to let him go for a moment.
"Sit down and talk!"
He smiled and pointed to the seat in front of the desk, asking Clark to sit down. After Clark carefully sat down, Allen's face changed and he whispered, "What do you want me to do? Do you know everything?"
"I know!"
"Very good... Take this information, someone will put makeup on you, and someone will take you to take photos and make your ID. From now on, I will give you a day and a half... Two days later in the afternoon, you must act according to the plan, understand?"
Alan pushed a thin piece of information to Clark and gave him instructions.
"Understood! Don't worry, sir. I, Clark, will not let you down."
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Looking at Clark's fanatical gaze, Allen chuckled and said, "The last name Sharp, if I remember correctly, means... smart person, right?"
"Yes, sir!"
Seeing Alan mention his family name, Clark excitedly explained: "When our ancestor went to Australia, the surname Sharp was given by the earl at that time. Our ancestor wrote in the family history that the earl at that time told him to be a smart man and not be reckless. Every generation of our Sharp family remembers this ancestral motto!"
"Very good. I think you are a smart person. As long as you do a good job on this mission... I will not treat your descendants unfairly. I remember that you have a very capable son?"
"Yes! Yes sir!"
"snort……"
Allen narrowed his eyes and looked at Clark. He wouldn't say the promise directly, because Allen wouldn't regard this as an exchange!
He is the only one who gives orders and never compromises, so how can we negotiate terms?
What qualifications does he have to negotiate conditions for himself? Only after completing the task, and doing it well to the satisfaction of Master Allen, will his family have a chance to receive a reward, instead of him making a promise first and then doing it.
Although the final result is similar, the form is very important and the rules cannot be broken!
Now... Clark obviously understood this. As soon as Alan gave him a little hint, he understood it.
"Okay, go back now. Someone will bring you food in the next two days. Read the information carefully and don't let me down."
"Yes! Don't worry, sir!"
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At 2 pm on November 20th, at a traffic light on the road out of London.
A very ordinary Toyota Corolla was quietly parked in the left turn lane, waiting for the traffic light.
Just as he stepped on the brakes, a big man got out of the black car in front of the Corolla. He first deliberately looked behind the car, as if the Corolla had rear-ended his car, then squatted down and took another look, then walked calmly to the driver's side of the Corolla and knocked on the window.
"Open the window! You hit my car."
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Kubo looked at the big man knocking on the car window in confusion.
He had clearly braked in advance, and the front of his car was at least one meter away from the car in front. How could he have hit it from such a long distance?
Even if he bumped into it, how could he not feel anything?
Rolling down the car window, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Kubo's wrinkled old face as he said, "Sir, are you mistaken? It's so far away."
"Hey? You mean I'm wrongly accusing you? You have to wait for a while before the red light turns red. If you don't believe me, come down and take a look for yourself!"
The big man loosened his tie with an impatient look on his face and pointed towards the rear of the car in front.
After hearing what everyone said, Kubo had no choice but to get out of the car.
He has to drive to Windsor Castle in the neighboring county today to install wallpaper in the Queen's castle. How can he have the time to waste on such things?
But the light was still red, so he had to get out of the car quickly to deal with the small trouble in front of him, so as not to delay his schedule for the day.
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After walking to the rear of the car, Kubo looked at the place the big man was pointing at. It was a little low, so he subconsciously prepared to squat down to see it more clearly.
As soon as he squatted down, suddenly...
A handkerchief with a strange smell was placed over his nose from behind.
“Hmm…”
Kubo was completely confused. Wasn't it a rear-end collision? What did these people want to do?
Before he could think any more...his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
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The burly man covered Cooper's nose from behind and opened the trunk with one hand. At this time, there was a person curled up in the trunk, whose clothes and even height were similar to the person controlled by the burly man.
"Come out quickly, my mission is completed, the rest is up to you."
"Thanks for your hard work!"
A slightly old voice was heard, and Clark slightly moved his curled up sore hands and feet, looked at the man stuffed in the trunk, then turned around and walked to the Corolla, opened the door, and got in!
After waiting for a few more seconds, the red light turned green, and the several Ford cars in front and behind that were responsible for cover started slowly, and the Corolla also started.
On the road, the replacement of people was done quietly without anyone noticing, taking advantage of a traffic light.
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