Chapter 775: Curse You Merciful Poseidon!

Admiral Reitz Bettinger stood on the bow of his Ironclad frigate. The rain was pouring heavily upon the Mediterranean sea, and the German fleet was caught in the middle of a giant storm. However, the young Admiral was unconcerned with the weather, instead he had a single goal in mind. 

Reitz was a man who was among the first members of the Austrian Navy, which over the years had since transformed into the Imperial German Navy, also referred to as the Kriegsmarine. He was considered a protégé by many and had trained under the tutelage of the previous Grand Admiral. 

While the heavens cried upon the seas, perhaps in an act of grief for what would soon occur; Reitz gazed through his binoculars into the distance, where saw his target rapidly approaching. The poor souls who would drown in the salty sea on this miserable day were the crusaders who stood on board the Catholic Armada.