Leonard and David moored the Families fleet at Anglepoint Wharf. Since the fleet had arrived in the evening, the two discussed matters and decided to head to King's Bay the following day.
Early the next morning, Leonard went to the Garrison Camp at King's Bay as the Families fleet's commander.
The moment Leonard entered the camp, he was turned away.
Lillard, commander of the Harbor Camp's garrison, rejected the fleet's request to join the combined fleet on the grounds that the Norwington Family's fleet was not part of the Regular Navy.
Leonard had already prepared himself for this outcome.
Still, being rejected to his face felt worse than eating shit.
We came to reinforce King's Bay. We might not have many warships, but we still sank two pirate formations in the Outer Sea. Our fleet's fighting strength is beyond question.
The harbor garrison commander rejected us without even considering it. He didn't take the Norwington Family's fleet seriously at all.
Help defend inside the pass? Help defend the Inland Sea? What fucking good would that do? How could anyone say something like that?
Everyone said the Third Fleet's officers were both stupid and arrogant. Today, Leonard had finally seen it for himself.
Back at Anglepoint Wharf, Leonard walked into their encampment with a sour expression.
Seeing the look on Leonard's face, David did not press him for details. Instead, he offered some comfort. "If the King's Bay garrison doesn't want us, we'll defend inside the pass into the Inland Sea. It might be useless, but we're still cooperating with them. Our priority is completing the task Young Master Rowan entrusted to us."
"David, that may be true, but you didn't see that commander's nasty face. Not part of the Regular Navy? He was just questioning our fighting ability. I refuse