When we returned home, the beautiful couples followed us.

Lorraine took the new passengers on the boat back to the beautiful Bashiba Beach lazily, walked along the floating island pier, and walked straight to the Golden Deer, which was anchored in the center of the sea.

The seamen came back much earlier than him, and were now basking in the sun on the spacious floating island. Seeing Lorraine come back with a strange woman, even the captain's windbreaker was covered with the woman, she naturally couldn't help but be curious.

Jenny and McCarthy were flapping their wings and exploring the way, circled around Donna, croaking, as if asking where she was.

Then there were white ears. The kitten meowed and rushed into Lorraine's arms, bared her tiger teeth, tilted her head to look at Donna, her round eyes flashed, and her eyes were full of alert.

Donna was not prepared for this warm hospitality. She hugged the puffin while restrainedly avoiding the puffin, and smiled awkwardly and reservedly: "I have heard of raising cats on the boat, but raising birds on the boat..."

"Like you, they come from a strange encounter."

Lorraine raised her arms as she spoke, and Jenny and McCarthy flew over and landed on Lorraine's arm, squeezing her head to clean each other's feathers.

"Encounter?"

"Yes, whether it's a human or a bird, I'm never good at refusing to board a beautiful boat, even if she might not be suitable for staying on the boat."

This sentence has a unique meaning. Donna glanced at Lorraine thoughtfully and happened to see the seafarers gathered up.

A group of...women and children?

Donna looked at Little Pierce in surprise and said, "Brother, aren't you going to buy charts and sextant? Why did you bring a lady back?"

"It's a long story." Lorraine rubbed Pierce's hair and said with a smile, "Introduce to you Miss Linka, this little guy is Pierce, Pierce Artis, and the shy girl is Noya, Noya Sarah."

Lorraine pointed her hand at Carmen: "Carmen Xavier is the shiny gem on the boat, and she is also a Spanish. Henna, Henna Jezra, the roommate I chose for you. You will be with her before you arrive in New Orleans."

Lorraine introduced Donna to her crew again: "Donna, Donna Linka, the Spanish born in the New World. She is separated from her fleet, and we will send her home."

The seamen were full of surprise.

Henna glanced at the cross on Donna's chest, and turned her gaze to Lorraine without saying anything, without moving, and looked into search.

Lorraine smiled slightly, hugged Henna and gently pressed her face: "She was a little scared. I will feel relieved by your side."

After saying that, he walked to Donna and said with great stance: "Miss Linka was born in a wealthy family and generous. She promised to pay a satisfactory reward for the trip, and every crew member on board would receive a five-pound reward. I think this price is relatively reasonable and worthy of our help."

"Five pounds?" The seamen were shocked, and Donna was shocked.

She dumbfounded and looked at Lorraine: "Mr. Drake, your ship..."

"My seafarer and I don't need your thank you. You just need to arrange sailors. There are not many sailors on this ship, 150 people."

"150 people! Five pounds per person?"

Lorraine shrugged: "You said it will satisfy my crew. You should know that the people on this ship are not necessarily good sailors, but they are all rich. In Europe, in order to let them sail with me, I paid each person hundreds of pounds. Even so, many people left the ship halfway, all of whom were loyal and righteous."

"Hundreds of pounds?" Donna widened her eyes, "Then... why don't you change a group of sailors, or... the value of European sailors has increased to this point?"

"It has nothing to do with you, Miss Linka." Lorraine patted Donna on the shoulder with emotion, "Worrying about expenses is a man's job. Women only need to hold teacups in a leisurely afternoon and wait for the men and sailors to settle the bill."

...

It's late at night and people are quiet.

The gentle waves caress the silver beach of the Caribbean, the moon is big and round, hanging high in the sky.

The crew all went to bed.

Except for the night-time people who were still curled up on the deck and bragging and spanking, most of them locked themselves in their dreams.

In my dream, there were alcohol and women that Bashiba did not have. On the first night of coming to the Caribbean, they were extremely disappointed with this waters that claimed to be passionate.

With the sea breeze blowing, Lorraine sat in the high stern building with her white ears in her arms and fishing at night.

Bai'er snored obediently, and licked the back of Lorraine's hand with her wet little tongue from time to time to please her.

Henna appeared quietly behind Lorraine.

Lorraine smiled: "Have our generous guests gone to bed?"

"Sleep." Henna nodded, "Daniel sprinkled sleep-aided petals in her bath water, and it worked very well."

"I'm very cautious..."

"Lorraine." Henna closed her eyes for a while and asked in confusion, "When she entered the cabin, her shoulders drooped and her steps were also on guard. Also, her tiger's mouth had cocoons, although it was very light, but it was a trace of sword practice."

"There is also a knight's short sword hidden in her left boot." Lorraine smiled clearly, "I know she is not as harmless as she looks, so she insists on putting her in your cabin and letting you look at her."

"Knight's dagger?"

"maincorche." Lorraine lightly spitted out a French sentence, "The Knight's left-hand dagger is a special armor that emerged to make up for the light fencing technique, with wide guards and short and sharp blades."

"I never seemed to have encountered this kind of sword."

"Your predecessors must be familiar with this kind of sword. It is not remote, but professional. To this day, only the most traditional knight family is still passed down. Those families have magnificent and long-lasting past, which is incomparable to the Drake family, who has only been around for hundreds of years."

Henna said in surprise: "Is she a knight?"

"A young female knight, hiding her identity and skills, is willing to endure the obvious blackmail. By the way, she also has something to do with a pirate named Black Mamba. Don't you think it's interesting to put it all together?"

Listening to Lorraine's teasing, Henna's brows became tighter and tighter: "Are you going to take risks again?"

"We are new to us, my friend." Lorraine opened her hands and made a hug at the ocean. "For this sea area, we are outsiders and strangers. Everyone on the ship, including me, knows nothing about this sea area. We need an opportunity."

"An opportunity?"

"The sixth sense tells me that she was guided by Niold to me and will help me open the gaps in the Caribbean Sea. It's just a prerequisite that we have to be careful of her... or the backlash of those who covet her, there will be gains and losses."

Lorraine stood up with a smile, raised her pole and caught a silver flying fish with big wings.

The flying fish slammed on the deck with a snap, and it fluttered for a while. The white ears of the fierce and fierce girl had already pounced on it and meowed and bit it on its stomach.

The cat and the fish fought fiercely in front of Lorraine and Henna, and the winner was decided in a short while.

Bai'er enjoyed his food comfortably, and Lorraine smiled more and more happily.

"Look, White Ears have won us the first victory, and it seems that the Caribbean fish are no more difficult to deal with than Europe."

Henna nodded clearly: "I understand, I will watch her."

"If you know, go to bed. Bashiba is too simple, so we have to go along the coastline to find Bridgeton." Lorraine scratched her head and sighed, "Who says it is hospitality in the Caribbean?"
Chapter completed!