"Slave trade, hehe..."
Leylin sneered, although the main business of the other party was the slave trade, Leylin would not believe that the Balti Islands did not intervene in the interests of sugar and other maritime trade, at most it was the difference between the main business and the side business.
And he deeply knows, if he successfully develops it here and forms an industrial chain, what a huge profit it will be!
It is certain that it will cause the other party's coveting and jealousy, not to mention that there was still hatred before.
Therefore, struggle is never avoided!
But even if Faolan Island does not have these two major profits, the other party will not let it go, so what else is there to say
While talking to Jacopo, a small group of slaves were also driven down to the beach below by the guards, and there were carts of food and wood behind them.
"Jacob, let's go! Let's go down and have a look!"
Leylin brought Jacob to the front of the team.
"Master!" The guards all bowed to salute, while the other slaves lowered their heads, peeking at their future masters with humble eyes from time to time.
"Are these... are the natives on the outer islands?"
However, Leylin knew that the slaves in the overseas trade were usually natives, and at most they would select high-end slaves to sell inland. If slaves were to be transported from the mainland to the outer seas, it would be considered good if they could barely keep a loss. .
These aborigines from the sea were very short in stature, and the tallest of them only reached Leylin's shoulders. Most of them were not wearing any clothes, exposing their skinny limbs and brown-black skin, which reminded Leylin of a group of monkeys.
"Master! A total of twenty slaves, including three carpenters and two stonemasons, are all here! A total of 321 gold coins were spent..."
In fact, the value of those stonemasons and carpenters may be half or higher.
"Yeah!" Leylin nodded. Even with such a small amount, he immediately spent less than half of his previous income. If he wanted to buy slaves to build his imaginary industry, it felt like a fantasy. Therefore, Leylin did not pin his hopes on this at all.
"Your task is to build a camp here for me. Of course, the fence is also needed!"
Of course, Leylin didn't understand the language of the natives, but it didn't bother the mage. A [Speech Speech] was enough to solve it.
Although this low-level spell is far from being able to analyze advanced rules such as Demonic Language and Celestial Language, it is more than enough to deal with these natives.
After hearing Leylin's words, there was a commotion among the slave group.
"Silent!" Leylin flicked his finger, and a cloud of lightning radiated out.
Crash! It was as if thunder had struck the ground, and there was a violent electric current passing by, causing many natives to prostrate or even kneel on the ground.
Level 0 spell - [Lightning shock]!
"You have seen it! I am a mage! I have mastered great power! And these heavily armed soldiers will continue to monitor you, so don't try to run away, or I will hang him alive! On the contrary, if you can If you complete the task, I will give you rewards, and even the hardest-working people will be released from slavery!"
There were electric sparks shining on Leylin's hands, which looked like gods to many native slaves.
In fact, mages have always been very rare in the world of the gods, and even the Marquis of Louis may not have many.
This kind of supernatural power is really good for deterring the natives, and they may even be worshiped by them as natural spirits or even gods.
"O strong man who masters the power of lightning! Nunukel is willing to listen to your teachings and obey all your wishes!"
At this time, there was a commotion in the group of native slaves, and an old-looking native climbed up to Leylin's feet, kissing the ground and saying.
"Very good! Nunukel! I declare that you will be the leader of this group of slaves from now on!"
These slaves had already been domesticated a little under the whip of the slave trader, so Leylin could understand this situation, but no matter what, the first to surrender should be rewarded.
"Honorable master! Nunukel must manage your property well for you!"
Nunukel kowtowed over and over again.
"Hmm! You tell them that those who work hard can have enough black bread and fish soup every day!"
After Leylin finished handling the affairs here, he went back to his room directly. For him, he only had to catch up on the matters here, and the rest could be left to Jacopo to solve.
Under the ardent work of a group of slaves, a few simple houses were erected first, this was their temporary house, and all the planning of the camp was completed by Leylin, making full use of every inch of land here.
As night fell, the slaves fell asleep after eating black bread, badly boiled fish meat, and kelp soup. To them, Leylin, who possessed extraordinary power but was also kind, could fill them up. His master is already a very rare kind person.
Next to the slave camp, several guards were patrolling in turn. Although the other party was unlikely to escape, Jacob still arranged it like this.
It's just that in the dead of night, these guards were a little listless around the fire, and their upper eyelids seemed to fall down at any time.
At this time, they didn't realize that their young master had already left here.
[Flying technique]!
Leylin's figure flew into the air, flying at a speed of 60 feet, and quickly left the camp.
"It's finally possible to fly, just at this speed!"
After mastering this level 3 spell, Leylin regained the ability to fly, but the speed was far from satisfying him.
But in fact, a mage who can fly not only has the ability to quickly leave the battlefield in many desperate situations, but can even turn into a god of death in the sky—for those troops without air defense capabilities, a flying in the sky can freely go down A mage who litters spells is simply a nightmare!
Under the bright moonlight, the surface of the ocean is shimmering, and there is a cold atmosphere. The deep ocean is full of dangers, and many sea monsters have started their nighttime foraging activities.
A black pirate ship moored quietly on the sea, and on the deck stood a female swordsman wearing tight leather armor and holding a long black sword, as if waiting for something.
Hoo hoo! A black dot slowly appeared on the horizon, and then turned into a figure.
"Cousin Isabelle! And Robin Hood!"
Leylin's figure directly landed on the deck, nodding to the two people who came forward.
"You kid, you're here now!" Isabelle said coquettishly, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction in her expression.
"Master!" Compared to her, Robin Hood's attitude was much more respectful. After all, Robin Hood was very clear about the destructive power of a mage who could fly on the ocean.
In many cases, before the boarding battle begins, the mages can use spells to send the opponents to heaven.
"Well! Call all the sailors on deck!"
Leylin gave the order, and along with a burst of commotion, many sailors began to gather. Among them were the original guards of the Faolan family, and more were the former captives of the Black Tiger Pirates.
It's just that at this time, there was only fear in the eyes of these prisoners, and the number of them seemed to be much smaller.
As soon as Leylin's gaze swept away, Isabelle lowered her head a little blushing, but Robin Hood stood up and said, "Master! In order to tame these pirates, we had to kill a few typical ones..."
"I'm afraid it's more than that..." Leylin glanced at Isabelle, but he didn't pursue it further. Anyway, he only needed to see these pirates surrender.
"This time... I have brought you together to form a privateer fleet!"
Leylin's eyes scanned the crowd below, and he directly announced the news.
It seems that the following people have already guessed, and they all accepted the reality calmly. Even Robin Hood and the few eyes still had blood and longing flashing in their eyes—those who could follow Baron Jonas to the desert island to open up territories , basically there are not many good people, and there must be a lot of things like guest appearances in pirates in their spare time, and they may even get the baron's acquiescence and support.
As for the family members of these original guards, Leylin also planned to relocate all of them to his own camp, not only to take care of them, but also to control the news.
Although it is unlikely that the baron will find out how long it takes to hide it, but by then it will have become a fait accompli, and the other party will not be able to interfere any more.
As for the original pirate prisoners, loyalty, justice, etc., are not as important as a single coin in their eyes. As long as Leylin can lead them to win one victory after another and continue to gain wealth, they don't even mind their leader. is a devil!
Of course, this group of his subordinates is a standard mob, and Leylin desperately needs a victory to stimulate them.
"Also, I still need to save face. This 'Black Tiger' also needs to be covered up, at least it needs to be refitted..."
Leylin stepped on the deck under his feet.
"From now on, don't call me Master! Call me Captain or Your Excellency! Do you understand?"
Leylin issued a strict order for the nobles to engage in piracy activities themselves. Although it sounds scary, it is actually nothing new, but the surface layer is still needed, at least, it cannot be so open and above board.
If Leylin was killed during the plunder, it would be impossible for the baron to avenge him publicly, at most privately.
"Yes! Captain!" Robin Hood was the first to react.
"Very good! Weigh anchor! Sail! Let's go snatch it all!"