0107 Opportunity
Go home, and the beauty will accompany you.
Lorraine lazily returned to the beautiful beach of Bahiba with the new passengers on board, and walked along the floating island pier until he reached the Golden Deer anchored in the middle of the sea.
The seafarers had returned much earlier than him, and were basking in the sun on the spacious floating islands. Seeing Lorraine coming back with a strange woman, even the captain's windbreaker on her body was draped over that woman, she naturally couldn't help but be curious.
Jenny and McCarthy flapped their wings to find their way, circling around Donna, croaking as if asking where she came from.
Followed by white ears, the kitten meowed into Lorraine's arms, baring its tiger teeth, tilting its head to look at Donna, her round eyes flickering, and her eyes full of wariness.
Donna was unprepared for this hospitality, and while avoiding the puffins, she smiled awkwardly and reservedly: "I've heard of cats on boats, but birds ...... boats."
"Like you, they come from a strange encounter."
Lorraine raised her arm as she spoke, and Jenny and McCarthy flew over with a whoosh, landing on Lorraine's arm, squeezing their heads and cleaning each other's feathers.
"Encounter?"
"Yes, people and birds, I've never been very good at refusing beauty to board a ship, even if she might not be fit to stay on board."
There was something special about the words, and Donna glanced thoughtfully at Lorraine, just in time to see the seafarers crowding around.
Pack...... Women and children?
Donna looked at little Pierce in surprise and said, "Brother, didn't you go to buy charts and sextants?" Why did you bring a lady back? β
"It's a long story." Lorraine rubbed Pierce's hair and said with a smile, "Introducing you." Miss Linka, this little guy is Pierce, Pierce. Artis, the shy girl is Noah, Noah. Sara. β
Lorraine pointed at Carmen: "Carmen. Xavier is the most shining jewel on board, and she is also Spanish. And henna, henna. Yesla, my roommate of choice for you. You'll be in the same room with her until you arrive in New Orleans. β
Lorraine introduced Donna to her crew: "Donna, Donna. Linka, a Spaniard born in the New World. She's separated from her own fleet, and we'll send her home. β
The seafarers were amazed.
Henna glanced at the cross on Donna's chest, and without saying a word, she didn't move, and turned her gaze to Lorraine as if she were inquiring.
Lorraine smiled slightly, hugged Henna and gently pressed her face: "She was a little frightened, I will be relieved to be by your side." β
With that, he walked up to Donna and said, "Miss Linka was born into a wealthy family, and she is generous. She promised to pay a satisfactory sum for the trip, with five pounds for each crew member on board. I think it's a relatively reasonable price that deserves our help. β
"Five pounds?" The seafarers were shocked, and so was Donna.
She was dumbfounded and looked at Lorraine: "Mr. Drake, ...... on your ship"
"My seafarers and I don't need your thanks, you just need to arrange the sailors, there are not many sailors on this ship, 150 people."
"150 people! Five pounds each? β
Lorraine shrugged: "You said it would please my crew." You must know that the people on this ship are not necessarily good sailors, but they are all rich. When I was in Europe, I paid a hundred pounds per man to get them to sail with me, and so many left the ship halfway, leaving behind all the faithful. β
"Hundreds of pounds?" Donna's eyes widened, "That'...... Why don't you change the batch of sailors, or do you say...... Has the value of European sailors risen to this point? β
"It's none of your business, Miss Linka." Lorraine patted Donna on the shoulder with emotion, "It's a man's job to worry about expenses, and women just need to hold a teacup in a leisurely afternoon and wait for the men and sailors to settle the bill." β
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Late at night, people are quiet.
The gentle waves caress the silvery sands of the Caribbean, and the moon is large and round, hanging high in the sky.
The crew all fell asleep.
Except for the night watchman, who was still curled up on the deck and bragged and farted, most of them locked themselves in sleep.
Dreamland with alcohol and women that Bahiba didn't have, and on their first night in the Caribbean, they were disappointed in the supposedly welcoming sea.
Blowing the sea breeze, Lorraine sat in the high stern with white ears in his arms and fished at night.
The white ears snored obediently, and from time to time licked the back of Lorraine's hand with his wet little tongue to curry favor with the seller.
Henna silently appeared behind Lorraine.
Lorraine pulled out a smile: "Our generous guest slept?" β
"Sleep." Henna nodded, "Daniel sprinkled her bath water with sleep-aiding petals, and it worked well. β
"Quite vigilant, ......"
"Lorraine." Henna closed her eyes for a moment, puzzled, "When she entered the cabin, her shoulders drooped and her steps were guarded. Also, her tiger mouth has a cocoon, although it is very light, but it is a trace of sword practice. β
"She also has a knight's dagger hidden in her left boot." Lorraine smiled, "I know she's not as harmless as she seems, that's why I insisted on putting her in your cabin for you to look at." β
"Knight's dagger?"
βMain Corcheγβ Lorraine spat out a French sentence, "The knight's left short sword is a special armor that arose to compensate for the light fencing, with a wide gauntlet and a short, sharp blade. β
"This sword...... I never seem to have encountered one. β
"Your seniors must be familiar with this kind of sword. It's not secluded, it's just professional, and to this day only the most traditional knight families are still inherited, and those families have a magnificent and long past, which is not at all the same as the descendants of the aristocracy like the Drake family, which has only risen for hundreds of years. β
Henna was surprised, "She's a knight?" β
"A young knightess, concealing her identity and skills, is willing to endure the obvious blackmail. By the way, she also has a relationship with a pirate named Black Mamba, don't you think it's funny to put it all together? β
Listening to Lorraine's ridicule, Henna's brows furrowed more and more: "You're going to take risks again?" β
"We're new here, my friend." Lorraine opened her hand and hugged the ocean, "To this sea, we are outsiders, strangers, and the people on the ship, including me, know nothing about this sea. We need an opportunity. β
"Opportunity?"
"The sixth sense told me that she had been guided to me by Niold, and that she would help me open the cracks in the Caribbean. It's just that we have to be careful with her...... or the backlash of those who covet her, there will be gains and losses. β
Lorraine smiled and stood up, slammed her pole, and caught a silver flying fish with large wings.
The flying fish slammed down on the deck, fluttering twice, and the white ears of the fierce milk had already pounced, and the meow bit on its stomach.
The cat and the fish fought fiercely in front of Lorraine and Henna, and in a short time the winner was decided.
White-eared enjoyed his meal comfortably, and Lorraine smiled more and more.
"Look, White Ears has taken our first victory, and it seems that the fish in the Caribbean are no more difficult to deal with than in Europe."
Henna nodded knowingly: "Got it, I'll watch her." β
"If you know, go to sleep. Bahiba is so shabby that we'll have to follow the coastline to find Bridgerton. Lorraine scratched her head and sighed, "Caribbean, who said it was hospitable?" β