While the plantation owner Cassiano Avigliana was immersed in a glimmer of fantasy about Isabel, a group of wolf-like Englishmen stood in front of his plantation owner's house looking at him. The group of men dressed as merchants and sailors stood there so quietly that even the two black men who were very close to them could not understand why they were so quiet.

The gun commander of the "Nemesis" armed merchant ship Fast, holding the hilt of the handguard sword at his waist in his left hand, stared at Cassiano, who was talking to his captain, and slowly walked to Captain Hawkins' side, and said coldly, "Captain, now we can loot this guy's plantation and load all his treasures, cane sugar, and slaves on the ship." ”

Captain Hawkins crossed his left hand on his waist and his right hand on his chin, and turned his face to look at him unhurriedly, "In my opinion, he is a good navigator, and we need his skills to lead us to the black slave hunting sites on the African coast." ”

Fast snorted softly, "Captain, can't you find a second good navigator in the entire Garachko port?" ”

"Commander, didn't your captain tell you about the raiding plan?"

"Yes, Captain."

Captain Hawkins put his hands behind his back and turned away from looking at Cassilano, "Commander, there are more treasures, cane sugar, and black slaves waiting for us to plunder this voyage. Therefore, I cannot afford to delay the sailing of the fleet because of this plantation owner. ”

Captain Hawkins, who had a more say on the issue of navigation than Fast, rejected Fast's still somewhat barbaric idea with strong arguments. Knowing that his knowledge of navigation was no match for the patriarch of the Hawkins family, Fast shook his head with some regret.

Isabel turned her head to find that everyone was waiting for her, and looked at Cassiano with a relaxed expression, still speaking Spanish, "Sir, lunch is about to start, right?" No one wants to go hungry to see your plantation, do they? ”

"Oh, of course." Kasiano hurriedly agreed, and as he turned to leave, he looked at Isabel again, "Miss Brenda, I'll ask the black slave to take you to the dining room, and I'll go to the kitchen and order lunch to start immediately." ”

Isabel and the others were led into the dining room on the first floor by two black slaves, and everyone was amazed again. Because the restaurant they walked into was very spacious, spacious enough to accommodate hundreds of people at the same time. As Captain Hawkins walked beside her, he exclaimed, "How much money does this guy have?" How can you build a restaurant so big? ”

Observing the furnishings of the dining room and the two giant long tables, Isabel sneered, "No matter how much wealth he has, I believe it is not entirely earned by selling cane sugar. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Kasiano strode in the direction of the kitchen and warmly invited everyone to sit down at a long table on the north side of the dining room. After glancing at the crowd with the expression of a plantation owner and a slave owner, Kasiano proudly stretched out his hands into the air, "Smack... Smack...", slapped twice.

Before the crowd could understand what this meant, they saw seven or eight good-looking young female slaves in Spanish dresses each carrying a metal dinner plate. In addition to the whole grilled bird, roast beef the size of a football, and a seafood stew made with a variety of seafood. In addition, the black slaves brought red wine, white wine, and malt wine to accompany their meals.

While the eyes of the others were all focused on the various dishes for lunch, Isabel looked coldly at these black slaves who were groomed and dressed in Spanish women's dresses, and thought, "Cassiano is a bastard, dressing these black women like Spanish women, it is definitely not as simple as being a maid." He will definitely let these black women be his ** subordinates, it must be, there will be no mistakes. ”

When a black woman was pouring some red wine for her glass, she looked at the plantation owner at the top of the table, deliberately surprised, "Sir, I almost thought these women were Spanish maids from the Spanish Empire on a boat. ”

After glancing at everyone with a condescending look, Kasiano laughed even more proudly, "Hahaha... Miss Brenda, these black slaves were specially selected by me from the slave traders. You see, they are hard-working maids during the day, and at night they can spend endless hours with me. ”

Baldwin, who had been sitting quietly at the dining table, glanced at Isabel and then deliberately asked Cassiano, "Sir, how do they spend time with you at night?" ”

Cassiano smiled and nodded, then looked at a young black slave who had turned away, and shouted, "Lord's day! ”

The black black slave who was a little more beautiful immediately turned around and obediently walked to her slave master's side. Kasiano raised his head and looked at the black slave girl, then stood up and said to the crowd, "Her name is Sunday, and she is one of my favorite black slaves, you see." ”

"This bastard actually used Monday to Sunday to name the black woman who served him?!" Isabel squinted at Cassiano's erotic face and muttered through gritted teeth.

Cassiano's left arm wrapped around the female slave's shoulder, and his right hand naturally reached into the neckline of the black slave's tight blouse, and kneaded the chest inside the neckline a few times. Then, he let go of the black female slave and laughed at everyone, "Look, they spend time with me like this." ”

For a while, the inside of the restaurant became quiet. However, the silence was immediately broken by the sound of men's laughter, which was mixed with all kinds of unpleasant words. Suddenly, Isabel felt that these men were very ugly and disgusting.

He coughed heavily, "Ahem, ahem, if it's funny, you can take a boat back and find some pretty women to spend the night playing." ”

Isabel spoke, and the people present fell silent for a moment, and quickly turned the conversation to the various dishes in front of them. She picked up the glass in front of her and looked at Cassiano calmly, "Sir, I am a little surprised that your maid is so important. ”

"Miss Brenda, I know there are many ways to kill time. It's just that it's very useful. You know, men love women's looks, their bodies, and their obedience to men. ”

Isabel focused her eyes on each other's expressions and smiled indifferently, "Yes, I've seen women like this in southern towns, and they are very good at using their bodies to earn money from men for cured meat and bread. ”

Fast muttered enviously, "The navigator doesn't even have to pay." ”