"To save, or not to save?" was not a difficult choice for Rufer West to make, and the choice was very small, after all, there were so many people watching.

But when he gave the order, all the Night Watchmen stood in their place, looking at each other and I looking at you, neither disagreeing nor approving. A knight of high moral character, Aldrich Triss went down to the mines, and now he does not know whether he is alive or dead, and it is estimated that the chances of survival are very small, and now he has to send people inside?

How many lives would have to be filled in to put an end to this, many of the scared Night Watchmen, who had just squeezed a look of grief out of their faces due to guilt, were quickly replaced by anger, and they glared at Captain West, leaving him speechless.

The situation was at a stalemate, and the two lucky boys, who had just escaped from the muddy swamp and had managed to escape from the mud swamp, Kent and Perry Prescott, were turned a hundred and eighty degrees in their attitude by the terrible relapse of the collapse, and the two of them, who were still palpitating, tried to dissuade Rufer West from taking the risk.

Kent is not very good at talking, and often does not understand the words, so he simply shut up and humbly let the regular knight Prescott come forward, "Captain West, the middle section of the mine has completely collapsed, and the situation is worse than before, digging out the passage again, not only is it far away, but it will also put all the Night Watchmen in it." And then Aldrich Tris...... To be honest, his strength is much more advantageous than mine, and even if the mine collapses, I believe he will definitely survive. Why should we ignore the vital interests of the vast majority of the Night Watch Knights for the sake of him alone. ”

Rufer West lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then sighed, "Everyone knows that I am not a ruthless person, I have heard your heart, Aldrich Triss Knight is indeed not a person who dies easily, he will definitely have a way to protect himself. ”

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that they could finally leave the dark mine with dignity that had just swallowed a life, and some of the clever people set their eyes on the mounts that had run away from the shaking of the collapse of the mountain, and when Captain West gave the order, the Night Watchman walked away in twos and threes.

Only the black horse Hayes stood still, its front hooves constantly digging into the earth, and anyone who came close to try to take Tris's mount away would be kicked away by it.

"Forget it, leave it alone. The Pilquanian brothers, who had good intentions to take the black horse away, put their hands on the hilt of their swords in shame, but Tim Ball stopped them in time, shook his head slightly, and motioned for the two brothers to put their swords in their sheaths.

As for the other side of the mine, the strong acid dissolved the huge rocks, which had already penetrated the blocked entrance, and the aftershocks caused the unmelted rocks to roll down, and Master Elliot immediately ordered his assistants to dump the water soaked in plant ash. I saw a gray line rolling down, overflowing the cableway that spiraled around the rock wall of the mine, and almost slid straight to the bottom.

Estimating the time, those strong acids neutralized the ground, and the alchemy master reached out to summon a knight of the city guard and asked him to go down to the mine to investigate.

Baron Langton Morris appeared silently, and by chance he came across the incident, and immediately stopped the knight who was listening to the order, and then spread his hands.

"I'm sorry, Lord Elliot, but I think it's better to let the idle Night Watchmen go to this kind of mission involving magical alchemy potions, they are very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing. ”

The alchemist thought about it and quickly agreed with the Knight Captain Maurice, but when Rufer West learned of the reason, he immediately greeted Langton Maurice and his immediate female relatives in his family, and then repeated the greetings.

One is the chief knight of the city guard system, and the title and strength are above him, and the other is the alchemy master relied on by the earl family, and neither of them is a 'big man' that a night patrol knight captain can contend with.

'What to do?' Defenseless West had no choice but to 'betray' his unreliable men.

The Night Watchman dared to join forces to resist their captain, and dared to disobey the unreasonable order he had issued, but this order came from the 'highest' Knight Captain, and the unattainable alchemist master, and they had little confidence.

The bones that were strong just now are now soft and hard, and they know that it is dangerous to go to the bottom of the mine, and the 'old man' with deep self-sustaining qualifications tacitly pushes the newcomer out. Originally, the most suitable person should be Aldrich Triss, the upright knight, but now he can only pick out poor creatures with no roots, no background, and no connections according to the length of time he has been a Night Watchman.

"Fast-legged Bebeto!"

The young man who also served as the courier of the post office was the most suitable candidate, and he was considered to be the most nimble night watchman. Despite Kent's disagreement, when the 'old man' threatened to go down to the bottom of the mine and investigate the task of going down to his head, the thick and thin brute immediately retreated.

'Bebeto is not our person anyway. Kent's fellow mercenaries promptly dissuaded him from doing such a thankless task in his place.

"Think about what happened to Aldrich Triss Knight. In a word, the enthusiasm of the wild bull was extinguished.

With the crossbows of the City Guard on his back, and the hope of all the Night Watchmen, he remembered Captain Rufer West's command, 'Think of your family, they will all be thrown into prison if they resist the order.' Bebeto had no choice but to walk to the spiraling ropeway.

Aldrich Triss, who was blocked by the secondary collapse of the rock, tried a little, but could not reach the ground at all, estimating that this aftershock would make the night watchmen less daring than the eyes of the array, and did not want to sit and wait for rescue, so he raised the torch in his left hand, carried the iron pickaxe in his right hand, and continued to explore the unknown underground world along the mine with the help of the dim firelight.

The further down he went, the colder the aura became, and after a blurred line, Knight Tris felt like he had gone straight from the scorching summer to the winter where the cold wind brought frost.

The dry rock face became wet, covered with traces of water seeping from the rock, and the occasional fluorescent moss, except for a clump of scattered dots.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Aldrich came to the end of the tunnel, a naturally formed cave, or the peculiar place of the cave.

He held up the torch, and the strip of oil-soaked cloth wrapped around it was about to burn out, and the dim light of the fire was extremely limited, and even with Tris's eyesight and the bonus of being accustomed to the dark environment, he couldn't see too far.

In a quiet atmosphere, any slight sound would become extraordinarily loud, and Aldrich gripped the steep part of the rock face and slowly slid down the bottom of the cavern. After searching left and right for a while, I found a lot of simple beds and clay pots filled with dry food and water.

This is actually the place where the mine workers take a short rest, and they do a good job of hiding from the overseers who never come down, and the wise people are everywhere. ’

Putting away his senseless feelings, the tired Tris took a little dry food, sawdust-flavored black bread, long-lost sand and gravel made him feel kind, and the lightly ale-scented drinking water, which had been stored long enough, but fortunately it had not deteriorated.

After everything was restored to its original state, and the clay pot was resealed and buried with stones, the young knight continued his exploration, starting from the rock wall on the outer edge of the cavern and 'opening the map' inward, Aldrich, who had a knack for memorization, quickly mastered the nearby terrain.

But there was no clue to the entrance and exit that was supposed to exist, and the torches were nearing the end of their lives.

'Could it be that the exit of the passage is not on the ground, but hidden above the rock face? He looked up at the top of his head and, with the instinct of his heart, walked in one direction.

When I came to the rock wall, I searched carefully for a while, and sure enough, I found a stairway that was extremely hidden, almost clinging to the crack in the cave. Halfway through, the faint light of the torch flickered a few times before it quietly extinguished, and Tris, who had fallen into the darkness, sighed, threw away the torch with only the charred handle, and continued to climb with the pickaxe.

Walking in the dark made him extremely cautious, and when Aldrich reached the end of the stairway, a flap made of a log saw blade blocked the way.

I pushed hard, but I didn't move, and there seemed to be a pile of gravel pressed on it, and the estimated weight would not be too outrageous. Tris stood firm, pacing his breathing and unleashing the power of the bear with both hands.

"Whew...... "The flap was pushed upwards, and from time to time stones and dust fell on the knight's body, and he jumped out without healing.

It was pitch black, and after a while, the fluorescent moss that converged on the foliage bloomed again, dispelling the darkness as deep as iron and revealing the general situation of the corridor to Aldrich's eyes.

'The passage of the masonry wall! It takes a lot of labor, and it certainly won't be done by the hired workers of the cave, and the color of the stones is also a certain age. Could it be some unknown ruin, like an ancient royal mausoleum in the depths of the cold mountain? ’

In the depths of the corridor, there was the sound of heavy footsteps, the chaotic and orderly sound of "stomping", like stepping on Tris's chest, he thought about it, slowly retreated into a place where the fluorescent moss could not shine, held the iron pickaxe in both hands, and slowly squatted, quietly like an unmarried lady.

The flame of the asphalt torch was pulled out by the fast running and pulling out its long tail, and three burly young men came to the place where the flip board was turned with short sticks with thick forearms, and after checking left and right, they found that there were indeed traces of flipping.

They instantly entered the battle mode, one after the other surrounded the person holding the torch, and continued to look forward.

Yes, all three are well trained. Aldrich said a word of approval in his heart, knowing that he could not hide it, he grabbed a piece of gravel in his hand, pressed it against his index finger, and popped it out with his thumb.

With a "snap", the illuminated torch burst out countless sparks, although they didn't fly away just now, but this time it made the three inexperienced young people scramble the scorching sparks everywhere on their bodies, forgetting that there was a dangerous person lurking nearby.

'Chance!' Tris would not be polite to them at all, and jumped out of his hiding place, his sturdy figure was like a cheetah, and with three percent of his strength in fists, he knocked the two people in front of him unconscious on the spot, and crashed to the left and right, and his body touched the rock wall of the corridor, and he fell to the ground softly.

The knife slashed away the last young man's club, and before he could react, Tris grabbed his neck and pressed it to the ground, the cold, hard teeth of the pickaxe eating at the man's neck.

The transformation of elbows and armpits, and the instant resolution of the battle, made the only young man with a clear will, realize that the enemy who came to attack was not a simple person.

He had a good brain, and immediately thought of the Earl family, to which the mine belonged, and it was said that he had a few sharp blades that harvested lives at will in the dark.

It's not been long since we deliberately caused the collapse, is it, is it true that the Earl of Eastwood already knows the secret hidden in the Snake Mine......? I'm not reconciled. ’

The asphalt torch lying on the ground was still burning, and with the help of the orange-red flame, Aldrich slightly saw through the mood of the young man whose face was uncertain, and he deliberately leaned into the person's ear and lowered his voice: "That's right, I already know your secret. ”

In a word, the young man's psychological defense collapsed, after all, no matter how good he is, in essence, he is just a hired employee with little experience.

'Servants of the Snake Mine, you are in good luck to find something terrible, as I expected. ’