After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Chapter 74 Black Slaves
"boom!"

The dream was resisted by her and then shattered. Losid, who was floating in the depths of the ocean, suddenly opened his eyes. His lake-blue eyes were full of depression, and his webbed claws with sharp nails casually grabbed a passing sea fish. Put it into your mouth and chew, the surrounding sea water was instantly stained red with blood.

He swung his tail and moved on.

Sera woke up from the hospital bed panting at the same time. The light in the ward was not good, and the curtains were drawn and it was dark.

When she turned her head, she met a pair of emotionless black eyes.

"woke up?"

"Well, it's much better." Sera wiped the sweat from the fright on her forehead, and she became more awake.

"Lawhid?" Rose Hill said coldly, "Hungry?"

Sierra: "."

"I had a nightmare, a terrible nightmare."

"It's special." He replied coldly.

Sera licked her dry lips, sat up slowly from the bed, and changed the topic softly: "You stay here with me until the afternoon."

Rose Hill didn't say a word, and his pale and three-dimensional face returned to the state of condensation.

"Is there still time for us to go to the port?" Sera lifted the quilt, put down her legs and sat face to face with him beside the bed, "I'm much better."

"No, I'll take you home." He stood up.

Sera grabbed his cold hand hanging by his side, "I noticed you didn't wear gloves today."

Rose Hill's eyes darkened, "And then?"

Then she stuffed her fingers through his fingers, "It's convenient to hold hands, I'll treat you to dinner, and after we're done, we'll go around the port to eat before we go home."

"You should go home and rest." He frowned, not thinking she was good enough to go for a stroll by the beach.

"But now I'm full of sleep and very energetic, and I'm hungry." Sera stuffed her feet into her shoes and stood up, pulling him with one hand, and straightening the crooked collar and neck scarf with the other.

"Going to eat?" She raised her face and blinked her moist eyes.

Aldin had a weird expression when he heard Rose Hill said that he was looking for a restaurant to eat, "Do you want to eat outside?"

Receiving a positive response, he frequently looked in the rearview mirror at Sera, who was pestering his master.

She didn't know that vampires couldn't eat anything other than sucking blood to survive. Except for a little liquid wine, any blocky food that was chewed into the mouth would be spit out by the stomach intact.

For this girl who might become his partner in the future, Aldin raised her future status to a higher level in his heart.

She is no longer as simple as a descendant of the master, she is a super big trouble.

Aldin chose a place with a sign called Afternoon Cafe.

Elegant environment, chestnut cakes and various pastries and cakes, as well as expensive tea.

Rose Hill didn't eat much of what was on the table, and occasionally drank tea and took two bites of small scones. He was mostly watching the girl hamster eating across the way.

She hadn't eaten all day and she was really hungry.

Sierra was sitting on the soft sofa, sipping imported black tea, and there was some noise outside the window.

She turned her head and saw many people standing along the street. On the central street, more than a dozen soldiers came riding horses, with red high hats with feathers on their heads, uniform red uniforms, and guns or sabers around their waists.

"It's the soldiers who got off that slave ship." Sera turned her head, and Rose Hill was also looking out the window.

She asked, "What are you waiting for this slave ship on purpose?"

"I bought a batch of black slaves." He said lightly.

"Buying slaves?" Sera was taken aback, "What's the use?"

Ross Hill was silent, "Business."

Sela pursed her lips.

Selling slaves seems to be normal in the era of frequent colonial wars.

"Okay, let's go to the port later. I haven't seen a black slave when I was in Leicestershire."

There were still a lot of small pastries left in the three-storey tray, and Sera didn't want to waste it by calling someone to pack it. When she checked out, she remembered that she went out empty-handed.

Carrying the paper bag, she said awkwardly, "Next time please."

Rose Hill glanced at her, but said nothing.

It was already late when Ordin's car reached the port.

evening.The sunset glow is golden on the sea, and half of the sun sinks into the water.

Rose Hill stood in the shadow of a corner, and even the corner of his robe was unwilling to touch the gradually receding light outside.

He hated the sun, hated it to the extreme, but the girl in front of him was standing under the fiery red sunset, looking back at him like a pure and innocent angel.

The bright girl frowned, her bright brown eyes feeling uncomfortable.

"Those are niggers?"

Serra pointed to the huge ship docked at the port, on which the 'goods for sale' were being transported down in an orderly manner.

"Hurry up! Don't stay!" The crew members whipped behind them with whips.

Strong and stooped men, thin and naked women, innocent and small children.

A white-haired man with a dark chocolate complexion, dull yellowish dull eyes
Rose Hill nodded slightly, and said softly: "The most cost-effective labor."

Cruel capitalist, Sierra complained inwardly.

"What did you say?" He lowered his eyebrows, showing a bit of dissatisfaction.

"I didn't say anything." Sera turned her head and looked at the children who were left behind. She asked, "Where will they be transported?"

Aldin was very happy to help his master explain this matter, "The barn, the racetrack, the labor in the fields, any part of their bodies is valuable."

He also said: "The master came to pick the slaves today, but because of your business delay, I can only change it tomorrow."

Sera felt a serious block in her heart, "Is such a small child a labor force?"

"Oh, that usually won't live to adulthood." Aldin's voice was cruel and ruthless.

Colonial wars are real and tragic in the long river of history. When these contents are presented in the fantasy world, it also makes people feel not much better.

Most pampered nobles have no sympathy.

The same is true for the indifferent blood-sucking aristocrat. Don't expect him to have compassion for the labor force. The huge money empire has never been built with sympathy.

A very hungry little girl fell to the ground with her feet limp. The woman in front of her whose hands were tied with ropes immediately wanted to go back and pull her back. She was speaking an unfamiliar St. Loren language, and she could easily identify the girl's name.

A long rope with more than a dozen people on it stopped because of a mistake behind it.

"Hey! Don't lie there! Get up and go!"

Sera watched the man walk down the board with a long whip, endured and endured, and still carried the bag.

Rose Hill came out of the shadows and followed her.

Serra yelled at the man who was about to swing the whip, "Wait."

The man turned his head and saw the glamorous and beautiful girl and the big benefactor behind her. He immediately turned his slightly bored face and greeted them respectfully:
"Duke Rosehill, are you just now choosing slaves? A good batch has already been transported away."

　1/ Has anyone guessed why Selah is dreaming hahaha.

　　2/ There are very few people who buy werewolf stocks, he is a bright little sun~
　　3/ The three male protagonists in this article do not have fragment fusion or other settings, and they are independent of each other.

　　4/ There will be a second round of p this Saturday, everyone stay active (● З｀●)
　　
　
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