Kapitel 62: Chapter 62: Fanatics
Two months later, outside the Seychelles.
The fleet's speed was greatly reduced when fully loaded, but fortunately, it sailed with a tailwind most of the time, so it was able to return to the Seychelles within two months.
Many people were on the deck getting some fresh air; the air in the cabin was really disgusting.
They would rather huddle together on the deck than go back to the cabin to suffer. They had never suffered such torture when they were high-level slaves before.
In contrast, the Laza people on the other side are more adapted to this cabin life, which is no different from their original living environment.
Even after having the guards to manage it, at least there was no more urination and defecation everywhere.
Many people also came to the deck and looked at the Seychelles Islands in the distance.
The Seychelles Islands are very large. The central island alone is 20,000 square kilometers. Including several small islands around it, the total area is 24,000 square kilometers.
It is one-tenth the size of the Blue Star Empire.
(The territory of Britain is approximately 245,000 square kilometers.)
"Are we going to live on this island from now on? This looks like another cage."
A female Lazar asked the man next to her.
The man nodded, and then joked: "Maybe there are a lot of gold mines up there, and we were sold as slaves again by Her Majesty the Queen."
The female Lazar rolled her eyes and said, "You are even dumber than the sons of those nobles. If it were really mining, there wouldn't be so many women."
The female Lhaza was named Ashley. She was very smart and had already guessed the approximate outcome of the migration.
It was a desolate-looking island, with four thousand women and one thousand men, all young people.
This almost made it clear to her that they were the first group of people to open up the land.
Ashley couldn't help but frown when she thought about being sent to the island and becoming a tool for reproduction.
Mingming had just gained her freedom, but she worked as an apprentice in a tailor shop and learned how to sew clothes.
Everything was apparently going in the right direction, but overnight they were reduced to a life no different from that of slaves.
The saddest thing is that they don't even have the slightest room to resist.
The Unsullied who escorted them onto the ship were Daenerys's men.
In other words, this "human smuggling" was approved by the Queen.
"Ashley, why are you so sad? We are about to reach the center of the world. Aren't you curious?"
The speaker was a 19-year-old male Lhaza named Mark.
Ashley rolled her eyes at him. "Do you really believe what they say? What is the center of the world? If it's true, why haven't you heard of it before?"
Mark picked his nose and said firmly, "Impossible, His Majesty will not lie to us.
Her Majesty the Queen feeds us and gives us freedom, and will not sell us to mine."
Of course it is not mining, but it is a kind of land reclamation similar to mining.
"Your Majesty has no idea how to govern a country and doesn't understand politics. After Meereen lost its economic source, it must be the Prime Minister who was secretly smuggling slaves." Ashley speculated.
"It was Her Majesty the Queen who liberated you, and the Prime Minister would never do such a thing. I believe that the Prime Minister is an upright man."
As Mark finished speaking, a dull dragon roar was heard, and a giant red dragon with a wingspan of nearly three meters flew over his head.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Prime Minister Jack Poseidon's dragon, take a look."
Ashley looked at Mark and wondered what else you had to say.
However, what Ashley never expected was that at this moment, Mark was looking at the direction where the dragon flew away with an excited look on his face.
He murmured to himself, "It's the Prime Minister's dragon, it's Korakshuu, the Prime Minister's dragon!"
Then he looked at Ashley excitedly, "It's the Prime Minister's dragon. This must be the center of the world. The Prime Minister will never lie to us. Our good days are coming."
Ashley looked at Mark who was so excited and didn't know what to say.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she saw a hint of morbid admiration on Mark's face.
It was like a fanatic who had gone astray!
But what Ashley didn't know was that Mark was one of the first slaves that Jack had personally freed.
He was also the young slave who was ready to rise up in rebellion before Jack and Grey Worm arrived.
From then on, he became Jack's "fanatic believer". As long as Jack promised, he firmly believed that Jack would fulfill it.
"What an idiot," Ashley complained helplessly.
"You don't believe it? Then let's make a bet. Let's bet on whether our lives will be better after we get to the island than in Meereen. How about it?"
Ashley sneered at this and said, "Well, then, what do you want to bet on?"
How good can the living environment be on an island,
especially one that has not been developed ?
But Mark was indeed full of confidence, "If life on the island is not as good as in Meereen, then even if you win, I will do whatever you ask me to do.
But if life on the Isle is better than in Meereen, you will marry me and bear me a litter of boys."
Ashley blushed and cursed, "I'm not a pig, how can I give birth to a litter for you?"
Mark chuckled and said, "Then give birth to ten."
"Ten is ten. I don't believe I will lose!" Ashley just went for it.
It's just ten children, at most one a year, ten years will be enough!
Mark laughed, Ashley was very smart and not ugly, and she was the secret crush of many male slaves.
Many people wanted Ashley to give birth to their children, but they didn't expect that they would get there first.
Mark couldn't suppress his smile at all.
In his opinion, he would never lose. Since the Prime Minister said it was the center of the world, then it must be the center of the world!
Ashley's face flushed, looking at Mark who was grinning foolishly, she silently cursed him as an idiot.
She also had a good impression of Mark, otherwise she would not have agreed to his request to have a child. After all, this was no different from a marriage proposal.
When he was a slave, Mark always felt out of place in his surroundings.
He never seemed to feel sad about losing his freedom, and he was cheerful, sunny and energetic every day.
Not only Mark and Ashley were speculating about life on the island, but the rest of the Raza people were also speculating.
But like Ashley, most people still maintain a pessimistic view.
By evening, when only a trace of red glow remained in the sky, the fleet finally arrived at the pier of the central island of Seychelles.
Today, the central island of Seychelles is called Neptune Island, a simple and clear name.
As it was about to get dark, the guards on the ship almost drove everyone off the ship in the shortest possible time.
But when she stepped onto the dock, Ashley realized she had already lost half the battle.
The broad and flat pier and the hard road paved with unknown materials underfoot, everything shows the extraordinary nature of the island.
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