The Great Voyage Beginning with the Celestial Dragons

On the way to the Holy Land.

After seeing all kinds of slaves, Gion soon became relieved. She didn't

force Luther to do anything, because it didn't make any sense.

The existence of slaves is the norm in this world, but seeing too much makes her waver.

After all, the justice espoused by the Navy has always been coexistence with slavery.

Luther took Gion's expression into his eyes and put away the words of persuasion.

Some small things, he did not want to have a disagreement with Gion.

If Gion didn't like it, he would even free his slaves.

But this kind of emancipation of slaves is not a savior.

Most people just don't like the dehumanizing word slave, but in another way, most people can accept it. For example, his three

mermaid slaves, in other words, his three aquarium employees.

For example, the two slave captains he had asked for from the city before, in other words, could be the gardeners of his palace.

As for their personal wishes, there is nothing that the powerful cannot do.

You can use the reason to give mermaids a continent as a habitat, or you can give two slave captains freedom in exchange.

He was captured by the Navy in the city of Push, and as a result, only 20 years of labor were exchanged for freedom, a very fair trade.

In the Holy Land, the average lifespan of a slave did not exceed 5 years.

As for whether the two slave captains could be free, it was not a matter for Luther to consider, and it could only be said that they would not die too quickly.

Luther didn't care if slaves existed or not.

As long as it brings value to him, anything will do, and if they want decency, he can also give them proper decency.

Clerks, laborers, sharecroppers...

These seemingly corresponding human rights are different, but in Luther's view, there is no essential difference.

"Your Highness, I'm not that fragile."

Gion learns to ignore everything in front of her, and she knows that this is a compulsory course for herself.

From the day she became Draco's exclusive CP0, she was mentally prepared.

Even, help the Draco do something shady.

Luther didn't force her to do anything, and she was always grateful for that in her heart.

Things like this that even Luther couldn't change, she would try to make herself accept.

"Understand but don't accept."

Luther shook his head and said with a smile:

"Even among the Draco, there are many strange beings who do not like slaves and even want to liberate all slaves."

"Yes, in comparison, His Highness is a great evil."

Listening to Luther's comfort, Gion also put down his messy mind and returned to his usual appearance, and in turn teased Luther.

"I am the head of Don Quixote! For an evil Draco like me, there are only 19 world governments!

Luther smiled and raised his eyebrows, deliberately making a vicious look:

"So, little Gion, you have to be careful, otherwise I will print you a dragon hoof print one day!"

"Cluck, if His Highness personally prints it for me, it's not impossible!"

Gion's red pomegranate-like eyes blinked, throwing Luther a defiant look.

"Oh, woman! Remember what you do and say today, and there will be no regret medicine in the future! Luther raised an eyebrow.

"But I'll remember it clearly! This is the first time to accompany His Highness home!

Gion replied with a smile, raising his head slightly and looking ahead.

A huge city towering over the clouds came into her eyes.

Holy Land Mary Joya, arrived!

"To be precise, this is indeed my home..."

Luther looked at the city in front of him in a complicated way.

When it comes to memory, there are indeed quite a few.

But what he remembers most is actually the days when he left the Holy Land.

After all, the former just watched Luther's life like a horse lamp, and the latter is the time that Luther personally experienced.

"Let's go, the New Year's bell in 1501 of the Haiyuan calendar is about to ring, and I don't know if I can take advantage of the New Year to please you."

Luther said as he stepped forward and accelerated towards Don Quixote's palace.

This time he wasn't going home for fun.

Whether it was the capture of the Red Count or the matter of Karp before, he had to ask for a formal explanation.

A small golden crow fruit, his expectations are more than that.

Gion smiled and nodded, his long legs spread, and he quickly caught up with Luther.

The two soon returned to Don Quixote, a palatial palace complex surrounded by the territory of the Don Quixote family.

Just stepping on the ground made of white jade, and seeing the gold ornaments everywhere, Gion has an unreal feeling.

"If you see something you like, don't hesitate to take it."

Luther's uncaring voice came, but Gion shook his head heavily.

It's not that she doesn't have any pursuit of these things, but Luther has given enough.

As the closest person to Luther, she has truly experienced the magnanimity of Draco these days.

Although the Don Quixote family's share of heavenly gold every year is not large, people who are willing to pay for Draco can be seen everywhere.

If you want something, Luther just has to say a word, and someone will deliver it to the door.

In front of you, apart from the visual impact, there is nothing left for Gion.

"Looks like they're having fun!"

Luther suddenly stopped and raised an eyebrow at the scene in the distance.

Gion also followed his line of sight, it was the outdoor garden of Don Quixote's house, with a large meadow that could not be seen, and even a small lake next to the lawn.

She also understood what Luther was talking about.

Three little mermaids stood in a large bubble with their mouths talking, directing two pirate slaves to mow the lawn.

On the lounge chair next to the lake not far from them, there was a scruffy young man with green hair, surrounded by seven or eight mermaids.

"Who is?"

Gion hesitated, she had heard Luther tell her story, so she had guessed about the man.

"O one, my dear cousin, St. Don Quixote Musegard!"

Luther smiled slightly and walked slowly towards the man.

Hearing this name, Gion was clear.

In the story told by Luther, Don Quixote Musegard is a lover mermaid slave to a morbid ordinary Draco, compared to Luther one by one.

However, knowing the identity of the other party, Gion also clearly did not move forward.

And Luther, at this time, also walked up to Musegard:

"Isn't this my dear cousin, how do you want to go back to the Holy Land?"

Musegard just raised his head and didn't care much when he saw that it was Luther:

"Cousin Luther, it's not your reason yet!"

Hearing Musegard's slightly complaining voice, Luther raised his eyebrows:

"Huh? Does this still have anything to do with me?

Musegard glanced at Luther and hummed:

"It's not that you guy has made too much trouble recently, and then let's not go to a dangerous place like Fishman Island, so as not to encounter unnecessary trouble." If I want to say, the five old stars are eventful, who dares to provoke us, like those garbage, they don't deserve to be in the same world as us.

Luther could hear the disdain in Musegard's tone, and he was noncommittal. Most of the

lowest Draco people like Musegard feel that breathing the same kind of air as ordinary people is a loss of face. After they leave the Holy Land, they often wear oxygen masks.

Luther didn't want to comment on this stupidity, and it had nothing to do with him.

But for the ban of the five old stars, a little interested.

He has done a lot of great things recently, but he is not enough to let the five old stars achieve this level.

If he guessed correctly, someone would come to the door to explain the matter immediately.