"You can give it a try, Maher," the boy shot back.

"Cut, now he's alert, you kid has a good plan"

"But that guy is really good, he seems to have been to a lot of places." Joka said, "Even though he is an outsider, he seems to know all the rules, and I was taken aback!" ”

Hmph", a weaker voice said, "The story that Maher guy got from a drunkard, he just drew a gourd and copied a set of rules, and it is strange that people don't know it." ”

Maher blushed: "Don't talk nonsense, isn't that guy very knowledgeable" Why don't you sell those godly things in your hands to him? Maybe people will like it! ”

Although he said it was for sale, he emphasized the tone of his voice, and it sounded like mockery.

"Too lazy to deal with you vulgar guy, don't know the goods!"

"That's enough, I've said it all, don't get into trouble." At this time, a fourth voice interjected, and it was a girl's voice.

Brando was stunned, was there really a woman in disguise? He couldn't help but scold the cavalry outside, and then continued to listen: "Yesterday we met that man in the woods, he was with a few women, and he didn't look like an adventurer", the girl's voice continued: "I saw that he ordered the most expensive wine from old John, and it didn't look like he was short of money, and it must not be good for him to come here." ”

Brando's brows furrowed slightly, secretly calling him unlucky, and finally decided to enter the mine in disguise because he had a temporary idea after inquiring about the news, but he had long forgotten that he had revealed the flaws before that. However, with such a small mistake, he couldn't have thought that someone would be caught by someone so coincidentally, "But he didn't expect that Lord Martha really made a big joke with him today, and the scene yesterday afternoon was actually noticed." However, he was thinking about how to deal with this matter, but he heard the other party continue: "Do you want to report the news?" ”

Brando's heart tightened. But I heard the weaker voice before say, "Shh, don't say it." It's none of our business" You should just not know about it, it's not easy, he may have accomplices" We don't want to lose our heads, right? ”

After that, everyone else was silent for a while.

"Okay." At last the fellow named Maher replied, "It was decided, and after this time we were to leave this place, and not to make any trouble." Everyone nodded.

Brando also looked back. He didn't expect someone in the group to say such insightful words, and for a moment he couldn't help but be a little interested in the person who spoke, but when he looked back again, "Those teenagers have long since gone away."

"It's kind of interesting."

Brando's mind inexplicably had such an idea, the two-mile road leading to the mine area did not take long, but after entering the mine, Brando clearly felt that the surveillance around him had become tighter.

The Schavrund silver mine is located in the middle of a mountainous area, and the mining of shallow veins has hollowed out the surrounding mountain walls, forming an inward-facing valley; If you look inward from the mouth of the valley, there are large expanses of red gray and lead-black rocks, Brando does not recognize the silver ore, "but he knows the watchtowers built on the top of the surrounding hills" He couldn't help frowning at a glance, this terrain is very troublesome to walk in and out, and he wanted to lure the golden swordsman out and kill him, but now it seems that it is a little unworkable, so he has to change a set of plans temporarily.

He glanced around, "The ground in the valley is fairly flat, but there is no entrance to the mine tunnel that seeps into the ground, but you can see that the outer side of the valley has been built into a semi-fortress-like complex. It must have been the barracks of the local garrison," presumably the clerk and executive adjutant appointed by Denel were among them.

Brando looked back and glanced at the valley with mountains of slag and minecarts everywhere, workers coming and going, most of them in order, "Only a few adventurers like him who came here for the first time were at a loss and at a loss.

But he didn't get nervous, but calmed down and silently followed the others, of course those soldiers would not leave these people alone, he thought that someone would come to the row of them soon.

As it turned out, he was right.

Brando soon saw a patrol cavalry appear from the side of the valley, and they drove their mounts close to these people, but the cavalry in bright aristocratic uniforms did not seem to be in the mood to waste too much time on these people, but shouted at the top of their voices: "Go over there and line up and get your numbers and tools"! Dropping this sentence, the cavalry immediately turned around and walked towards the people who came in behind.

Leaving Brando, he glanced in the direction the cavalry was pointing, where the steward of the mine was handing out tools and a numbered wooden sign to the workers, both of which were not allowed to be lost or damaged in the mines, and any of the above would incur heavy penalties: "Vaynd was not humanitarian in this era, and there was only one justified or not-so-justified reason here," and it was not a big deal to be killed.

Even the clerk of the mines had the right to order the hanging of a man if he suspected that someone had stolen the Earl's ore. But Brando didn't care about that, "he just cared about being assigned to that camp." The workers naturally lived in the valley for six days, "so that the officials of the mines were stingy enough to build some rudimentary, or rather shoddy, camps for the workers."

The camp is naturally built with a straw hut as its main building, "and it is filled with all kinds of smells that are unbearable for a person from modern society." If it weren't for the fact that Brando's physical functions had surpassed those of ordinary people since he entered the golden realm, he was even worried that he would not be swept to the ground by the stench when he entered the dim shed.

This fear soon became a reality.

He stood in front of the crumbling shed with a frown, and repeatedly compared the numbered plate in his hand with the location of the shed. But in the end he was disappointed to find that it was here that Brando's nose moved, and that he smelled the disgusting smell about a few feet away from the hut, and at that moment he suddenly felt that it would be a wise thing for Juta, Akane and Medisa not to come, and that he had certainly made the most stupid choice.

He hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but glance back~ There are a total of four such camps in this valley. He had secretly watched beforehand, "The mercenaries were almost all scattered, but he was sure that it would not be a problem for the seasoned warriors."

The good news was that three men had been assigned to the same camp as him, and he had found signs outside the huts. But neither good news nor bad news can solve the most realistic problems at present. Brando's brow was annoyed, and at last he hesitated to walk to the dark room, his expression not hesitant to walk towards the execution ground.

Of course, before entering the door, he waved his hand without a trace, and "an invisible wind rolled up a few stones and made a triangle on one side of the doorway." After being promoted to the top level by him, the White Crow swordsmanship "can already send and receive freely."

Brando thought that this was an extremely useful swordsmanship, and that he could go to the Eruin court to get the lower and more advanced parts out of it when he had time. However, this idea is a bit vain, after all, Eruin's palace secret sword is so easy to leak.

Princess Griffiin must have been proficient in this swordsmanship as well, "It's just a question of what conditions are needed to make the other party willing to teach herself."

With this in mind, he entered the room, though with great restraint, but he couldn't help but cover the tip of his nose with his hand a little.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Then he heard a barely audible voice: "Cut, the pampered son of the nobility is almost silent, if it is placed in the ears of ordinary people, it must be inaudible, but Brando heard it clearly."

He looked up and saw just in time for the people in the room. Then he was immediately stunned, "Because it's a bit too coincidental, it's no one else in this room" It was the same teenagers he had met earlier.

He first saw a young man named Joka, smiling and smiling on a straw mat across from him.

And then there's the guy next to him called Maher, "This guy seems to be the oldest of them, and the sturdiest one~ he's a head taller than Joka" is almost as tall and short as Brando.

Brando immediately judged that this guy was the one who spoke up before, and he saw that the other person's hand was under his clothes, and he guessed that there was a dagger or a short sword there just by the movement of his hand. Brando couldn't help but curse the patrol cavalry outside in his heart, "I have some guts, but I don't know whether I live or die." "But that's what he gave this guy after his first impression.

Then he glanced to the other side, "Sitting on the straw mat on the other side is a teenager who looks a little stunted. Because of the thinness of his limbs, his head seemed to be larger than normal," but the young man's eyes surprised Brando, not Joka's bewilderment, nor Maher's wariness, but an observant look.

Brando suddenly became intrigued. He knows very well what is different from himself a few months ago, he has experienced the battle formation, "killed people" and become the leader of thousands of people, "and also has the strength of the golden realm, although he deliberately hides his identity at the moment, but Brando knows that there are some things that cannot be hidden."

For example, eyes and temperament.

In fact, very few ordinary people can look at him now, but the young man can look at him calmly. Brando, in turn, took a closer look at the other man, and he noticed that there was a dusty backpack next to the boy's straw mat, and he didn't know what it contained.

Finally, he looked up, and saw the little girl dressed as a man in the back, who was also a little thin, "not very pretty, just a little delicate, and there were a few freckles on her face, although the room was pitch black," but in Brando's eyes, it was like daylight, and he could see it clearly.

And in addition to these few that he had a little impression of, there were actually three teenagers in the house, and they all seemed to be in a group. But that's not what Brando wants to complain about.

What really made him can't help but rant loudly in his heart is: There are still eight people living in such a small room, Martha is on it, even the third-rate university that Lao Tzu studied back then was not so stingy, what a bastard!