In the claustrophobic cavern, a dark elf girl slowly woke up, she removed the stone that concealed the entrance to the cave, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the bright blood moon in the sky.

Under the light of its rays, many alien slaves had been violently driven out of the gathering area by the administrators, and one by one to a bottomless pit not far away in the sound of whipping.

Scanning the ragged crowd with a deep scorn befitting her age, Saliyaz stretched, then took her jug and dagger and walked in the direction of the mine.

On the way, she met a few panicked children her age, and she was in the opposite direction of their journey, who got up early to get free food from the grain area far away, because the pit area was far away from the food area, so the others were in a hurry, and they didn't have anything to eat when they went late, or there was a scramble.

Sarias looked at the hurried figures on both sides, and her eyes showed a deep disdain.

At this age, before everyone began to train and show their cultivation talents, she considered herself superior, not only because of her adequate nutrition, which made her physically develop earlier and a little taller than children of the same age, but because she thought that her mind was a hundred times smarter than others.

While the others only knew how to go to the food district to get free bread, Saliath's eyes fell on the Dark Elf Administrator, of course, she did not blindly ask for mercy like some people, but obtained more abundant food through labor.

She navigated the rugged road to the buzzy central area, a circular pit three hundred meters deep, with a winding staircase that was the only way to the bottom, and the busiest and fatal area.

Unlike the humans who basically only have in the food area, the forging area basically only has dwarves. There are strong orcs and a small number of winged and dwarven people.

Several winged tribes with gray-brown wings transported the iron ore directly to the top of the pit, and the orcs occasionally fell to the bottom of the pit without stepping on the sole of one foot, and their bodies swayed and fell to the bottom of the pit.

Saliyaz walked down the road as if she were blind, and the managers were all kinds of reprimands, but she was used to it, and even burst out a few words from time to time.

During this time, a bruised dwarf stared at her, and Salias nodded quietly, then walked quickly to a manager.

"Buzz, I'm coming," she called out the manager's name.

The latter seemed to have known that this girl would come, nodded expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice: "You go to Area 3 this week, don't let those slaves be lazy, if you don't pay enough iron ore two days ago, you won't need it in the future." ”

"Got it" Saliyath touched the dagger hidden in her coat pocket, lowered her head slightly, and walked towards the lower area.

Although she was reprimanded just now, she didn't feel anything in her heart, just because she felt that it was worth it. She had a very old dagger that Buzz had given her, but now, it had been replaced by a brand new one.

Walking carefully on the circular stone steps, every few meters, a cave is carved into the side of the stone steps, and the elf girl comes to the area of the mine three, which is a lower area.

Saliyath stared at the orcs who were working, and the latter was swinging his pickaxe against the hard stone, seemingly struggling, but in fact Salias didn't hear much noise, proving that he was actually lazy.

Many people, in order to save their physical strength, will rack their brains to find every opportunity to be lazy, and those managers are short of manpower, and they are too lazy to keep an eye on these slaves, so they have a chance.

But Sarias is different, she has plenty of energy and time to keep an eye on them for work, like now.

"That's him, he didn't have any strength when he was pounding the iron ore," Saliyaz said as she called for a manager and pointed at the lazy orc.

Soon, the orc was whipped by the administrator in front of everyone present, and the rest of the people immediately worked hard.

With her current strength, she couldn't defeat these strong orcs, but she could call someone else to punish them, and the latter also enjoyed the pleasure of this sadism.

Although it is especially embarrassing to be stared at all the time, there is a good thing that Saliyaz will not report information indiscriminately, which will provoke inexplicable whipping, because some tyrannical managers will often whip you when they see you working hard. It makes the toiling slaves miserable.

It wasn't long before the dwarf who had just made eye contact with Saliyaz walked up to her, and he was one of the few people she could name, Brian.

The first time Salias crossed paths with him was when an orc was angry with her complaint and wanted to take revenge in private, and was rescued by Brian when she was about to be murdered in a secluded place.

Although the orc was decapitated afterwards, the incident made her understand that she should not squeeze too much, and at the same time prepare a weapon for herself. And she also deliberately took care of Brian, who saved her. Doing so to show others that you are a person with clear rewards and punishments, and the benefits are self-evident.

"I need to deliver iron ore again the day after tomorrow" As soon as they saw Brian and made a request, Saliyaz couldn't help frowning, even if he saved himself, but this kind of behavior was regarded by her as deliberately flattering, and she didn't feel too much in her heart, but she thought that you can't do too much.

After all, it is not up to her to decide who will transport the iron ore, and if she frequently asks for her 'boss' Baz, she will inevitably be annoyed by the latter.

"I can bring you another dagger," the dwarf's face was a little gloomy for some reason.

Saliyath hesitated, four days ago he had been given a chance to transport iron ore to the forge by his privilege (by the way, he gave himself a dagger in the forge by the way). And I got him some precious paper and pen a week ago. But enough has been done, if it does...

"For this last time, I promise to hand in a sufficient amount of ore every day in the future."

......

Perhaps, it was the most regrettable decision of her life.

Two days later, Sarias was working on the lower levels of the slaves when a loud rumbling sound came from above the pit, and one of the familiar dwarven madness was particularly piercing.

"Hahaha, fallen dark elves, it's me, Brian, remember the name, Brian! blow up your mines!"

In an instant, the entire mine was in chaos, and the slaves didn't care about the dark elf girl who had taken care of them, and rushed to the exit, and Saliath, who was crowded behind the crowd, took out a dagger and stabbed into the body of the orc in front of her, but to no avail, she ran fast and was smashed into a meatloaf by the falling ore in front of her, and she and several orcs and a dark elf manager who did not escape fell into endless darkness...

Dozens of days later, the collapsed pit was finally dredged, and shockingly, in a pit near the bottom, there was actually a comatose dark elf girl surviving, but around her...

It was several mutilated corpses.....

PS: I originally wanted to write the plot of Sariath being trapped in the mine, but I thought it might not pass the trial. The content is too dark and bloody, / Laughing, but... If you have friends who want to read it, mention it in the comment area of the 'genuine website', and if you like it more than ten, the shadow will be written at the end of the fourth volume (the number of words is about 6000 words/funny).