One Piece Black Emperor

The person who knocked was Apari, Karimula's housekeeper whom Casillas had met twice.

Seeing Casillas opening the door, Apari bowed his head slightly and saluted, then made his purpose clear:

"Mr. Casillas, the noble Lord Karimula invites you to speak."

"What's wrong with him?"

Casillas directly addressed Karimula as "he", which made Apali frown as usual, but he soon relaxed.

He still behaved respectfully and replied:

"I don't know. You'll know when you go there."

Without thinking too much, Casillas nodded in agreement, turned back and found his black windbreaker to put on, and followed Apari.

However, he was surprised to find that the steward of the great noble actually brought a carriage.

Casillas was still somewhat impressed by the carriage he was riding in when he first met Karimula.

With Apari's help, Casillas boarded the carriage and sat in the carriage with luxurious and restrained interior decoration.

Opposite Casillas, there was a scantily clad woman sitting on her knees. When she saw him sitting down, she immediately lowered her head deeply, allowing him to see something he shouldn't see.

Faced with such a situation, Casillas did not feel embarrassed, nor did he blush. Although he is not a virgin, he is not a virgin either. This scene is just mediocre.

The carriage started slowly, and the woman straightened up, picked up a cigar from the tray next to her, and tried to cut it with an opener.

Casillas stopped her.

"I don't like cigars. Do you have any cigarettes?"

She was stunned for a moment, then put the dark brown cigars back into the cigarette box on the tray, opened the box on the side, and took out a box of cigarettes that were beautifully packaged but without any patterns.

Skillfully tearing open the seal, the woman was about to continue her next move when she felt her hand was empty.

Casillas quickly snatched the cigarette from her hand, pulled out a snow-white cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. The woman who saw this scene was stunned for a while, but she was a well-trained professional after all. She immediately reacted and picked up a lighter to make a flame.

Then I saw that Casillas' cigarette was lit.

The bright cigarette butt dimmed, and white smoke rose upwards in wisps. The woman just found it incomprehensible. She clearly didn't see the other person make any other movements after putting the cigarette into his mouth, but she saw that the cigarette had been lit inexplicably.

At the beginning, Casillas couldn't do this. However, as the ability of the Temperature Fruit began to become more proficient, the technique of touching an object and only partially raising its temperature began to become simpler.

The smaller the object, the more so. With a cigarette, he can light the head instantly without having to touch the end of the cigarette with his hand to light it.

Casillas opened the curtain and looked outside.

Most of the people on the street stayed away from each other, or bowed their heads to show respect when the carriage approached, and then waited for the carriage to pass before looking for their mothers. Although this is Duan Town, even these ruffians dare not ignore the majesty of the nobles.

The woman silently put out the lighter and put it back into the tray, and then heard the man opposite say with emotion:

"Nobles are so nice!"

Of course the nobles are fine, she thought to herself. If I could have been born into a noble family, I would not have been captured by slave traders, and then I would have worked hard to learn various etiquette skills. After working hard for many years, I would have just become a relatively high-level slave.

As a slave, she has a beautiful appearance and various skills that have been trained for a long time. She does not have to work hard in a dirty environment like some of her companions, and end up eating a little bit of rancid food to satisfy her hunger. She is lucky, but also unfortunate, because like all slaves, she has no freedom or dignity.

Casillas' words interrupted her thoughts:

"What's your name? Are you a slave?"

"My name is Sothea, sir." The woman lowered her head and replied. She had beautiful blond hair hanging down on her shoulders. As for the second question, she remained silent.

At least, she didn't want to say it herself