"Big ...... Your Excellency," the Overseer gasped in pain, "I forgot to report to you that there was a man wearing the Golden Lion badge of the Capet family, claiming to be Lord Rand Capet. ”

"What? he's already here?" asked Old Bill, stunned for a moment.

"Asked me a few words...... After that, I ...... I was busy observing the fire, and when I looked again, I couldn't find any trace of them. ”

"Your Excellency. A miner walked out timidly.

"Say!" Old Bill's mood became even more impatient, the matter in the mining area has not yet been dealt with, and the Lord of the Sky Ferry has actually arrived in Eagle City, if he sees this scene, I am afraid that this negotiation will not be able to go smoothly.

If he knew the legend of the River Styx......

I'm afraid that the third mining area will be smashed into my own hands.

In the case of occasional fires, the third mining area is no longer a cash cow, but an extremely unstable regular bomb.

Old Bill had a heartache, and if he knew this, he might as well have sold the third mining area to Kongdu in the first place.

The only thing to do now is to find the Empty Ferry Lord as soon as possible, and before he can change his mind, sell the Third Mining District.

"It's as if they're following the road into the mines. The miner pointed to the road into the mountain, "It's been about half an hour." ”

Old Bill's brain buzzed, and Rand actually led people into the mining area!

In this way, the matter of the fire in the mining area must not be hidden, and it is impossible to expect the other party to set the price according to himself, but more importantly, the fire in the third mining area is still spreading, and if the rand and they go into the depths of the mining area, surrounded by the fire or encounter some other danger, the old Bilton feels dizzy......

If the Duke Lord's son dies in his own territory without explanation, he will not be able to tell if he has a hundred mouths, and even if he speaks clearly, it is another matter whether the Duke will listen or not.

The old Bill is very clear about the Duke's style, and if a member of the Capetian family encounters an accident anywhere, the ruler of that territory will suffer the heaviest revenge from the Capetian family.

Because of this domineering style, the members of the Capetian family are closely protected by the local rulers wherever they are.

It can be said that this is already a privilege in a sense.

Old Bill didn't dare to risk his own life to see if Rand, the son of the Duke who was not very popular, enjoyed this privilege like the rest of the group.

Thinking of that terrible consequence, Old Bill gasped and almost screamed at the soldiers behind him, "What are you still doing in a daze?

......

Going deeper along the rugged path of the mine, the temperature in front of the rand was slowly getting warmer, and the mountain wind was howling and rolling up the smoke, proving that the rand was traveling in the wrong direction.

There are fragments of ore scattered under his feet, Rand bent down to pick up a pitch-black asphalt ore and hold it in the palm of his hand, the unrefined asphalt ore is the color of metal, this is a very pure rock asphalt, which is a product formed by the oxidation of some of the light substances that leak to the surface of the earth by oil leakage to the surface and suffer from long-term extrusion and air contact.

Compared with artificially made tar asphalt, this natural asphalt is naturally evaporative and oxidized, and has much less harmful toxins to the human body.

Rand nodded, at least he was satisfied with the quality of the rough from the mine.

But so far, Rand is more concerned about oil.

"Oak, can you really extinguish the flames?" Rand was still a little uneasy, looking at the sky in the distance dyed red by the flames, even if he stood here from a distance, he could feel the pressing heat, "Don't force it." ”

Oak, has this guy mastered any new abilities?

Speaking of this, Rand couldn't help but be a little envious, those magical powers with different uses provide great convenience for the user himself, if he also has such an ability, wouldn't it be more in line with his identity as a traverser?

But soon he threw this thought out of his mind, after all, in this world, the demon seed is not a respected child of destiny, but the source of evil that everyone shouts and beats.

Let's wait until the Holy See is overthrown, and then think about these things.

"My lord, please rest assured," Oak smiled, "The ability I evolved from the first time will definitely surprise you." ”

......

"Pay attention to the direction of the wind!" The captain of the Eagle City militia looked at the wall of fire dozens of meters away, and couldn't help but pray secretly, even if it was far away, he could still feel the heat wave coming to his face, he stood there, and felt that even his eyebrows were faintly burning: "Cut off the branches under your feet, scatter the stone dust into a line, and block the direction of its progress!"

The militiamen grabbed their axes and cut down the dry trees beside them, and through the gaps in the dancing flames, the militia captain could faintly see that the flames were the viscous black liquid flowing through the cracks in the stones, the kind known as the River Styx.

Until now, the fire had spread from the mine to the bottom of the mountain in a straight line, and most of the trees on the mountain had been cut down due to the mine, and the fire did not spread to the surrounding area without ignition materials, but ignited some hay and felled dry branches in the process of spreading to the foot of the mountain.

But at the foot of the mountain, there was a dense forest, and the warehouse where the ore was hoarded was also here, and the militia observed the fire and the direction of the wind, and finally found in despair that if they didn't do something, the flames would burn everything at the foot of the mountain in less than ten minutes.

But with his team of less than twenty people, coupled with these rudimentary firefighting materials, the chances of successfully completing the mission were too slim.

The flames roared in this direction like a monstrous beast, and the teeth of the beating beast seemed to swallow themselves into its belly.

In the area less than fifty meters in front of the woods, the militia captain pulled up a line of defense.

In front is a concave line of white stone powder, then a half-meter-high earthen wall made of a hastily excavated layer of earth, and finally a trench.

This is already the best effort that can be made in a very short period of time.

If these can't stop the fire from spreading, then there is nothing you can do.

But his heart could not be settled.

He glanced at the warehouse behind him, if he couldn't complete the task, would the lord bypass him?

According to Lord Bill's stingy and violent character, I'm afraid he will directly order someone to hang himself, right?

The militia captain shuddered, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Pay attention to vigilance!"