The ore glows green in the sun, "What is this?" I asked him.

"A rare ore." He said.

"Does this color contain a lot of copper?"

"Hmm...... There should be, but there will be some other elemental impurities, who knows. But the main one in this is Thur Silver. He said.

"Thoryin? This is Thoryin! I exclaimed.

"You know?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

"Yes, it's a rare metal! The dwarves have spent thousands of years in the mountains, and they have received very little silver. ”

"So you're worth a lot of money."

"There should still be some of this in that cave." He said.

"Are you sure?"

"Not sure."

"How did you get this?"

"I got it by chance, in the cave I told you about, and from here there is a mountain range to the south, and I named him Dagger Ridge." He said. "I don't know how long that mountain range is, but it goes all the way to the sea. There were caves in that mountain range, and I once found such a small piece in a cave. ”

"How did you meet?"

"The dwarves used to dig in the Red Ridge Mountains." He said. "I was lucky enough to see it once, only once."

"You mean there's going to be this kind of mine in that cave?"

"That's right, but this ore was clearly mined by someone." "There is no natural ore that is just bare on the ground or falls on the ground like a normal stone, there must be a vein there," he said. ”

"You mean we're rich!"

"You can say that, but ...... I don't have much interest in money. ”

"Hmph, you're so noble."

"This metal can make some of the toughest armor and shields in the world, and it can make sharper and stronger weapons than these!"

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"Of course! The dwarves have gone mad with this mine. You may not know that they hollowed out all the mountains they could! Only for this metal. ”

"Exaggeration, isn't it...... Brothers. "I don't believe it.

"Go find it for me." He gave me a determined look.

"Have you been there before, haven't you noticed? Or is the cave too dark and you're afraid? ”

"No...... Actually, I'm not afraid of the dark. He pouted. The main thing is that there are some kobolds and gnolls entrenched there. ”

"Oh? And the Gnolls? ”

"The gnolls enslave all the kobolds they meet. Kobolds are like groundhogs digging holes day and night. I really doubt that those things should be called kobolds at all, they should be called dirt people. ”

"Tupai people...... The name is a bit ...... Meaning. ”

"How much?"

"Of course."

"Your request is a bit ...... Hmm......" I hesitated for a moment and looked at the guy's face. There was a smile of anticipation and pleading on his young face.

"You're smiling so ugly." As I spoke, I put my weapon away. "Tell me where it is."

The terrain of the mountain range he spoke of rose higher and higher the further south he went, and soon became a small mound into a lofty mountain. It's no wonder that such a precious mineral deposit can be placed on the ground, it has to be hidden in the deep mountains and old forests.

There is a small stream that flows down from the mountain, and after forming a small lake at the bottom of the mountain, it flows to the southwest. I held up my binoculars and looked at it for a long time, but I didn't see where the cave was, but I saw very simple shacks and groups of wolves wandering there.

I crouched down on the mountain and looked down, and there were a few sporadic wandering gnolls near the near point, but they didn't look like they were patrolling.

I tethered my horse far away to a tree in the mountain. "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that you just happened to go somewhere else when I didn't want to come back." I said to the horses. "Of course I'll be back as soon as I can." I patted it, and I turned and left.

However, in order to protect my horse, a few gnolls wandering around the mountain bag cannot be kept. I crouched down and slowly moved towards them, but when I was still more than two hundred meters away, the nearest gnolls spotted me.

The thing froze, then stared at me for two seconds, then leaned over as well. It rushed at me.

I pulled out the arrow and put it on the string.

No, this distance is a waste of arrows. Watching it get closer, I lifted my bow. That's right! That's it!

This guy didn't seem to be alerting me just now, and I guess in his eyes I was just a good meal. There don't seem to be any other gnolls around me, so it's best to deal with it!

So I went up too, and in the blink of an eye there were only about a hundred meters left, and I saw its big grinning mouth and splashing saliva, and it pounced on me like a dog. It shouldn't be called a gnoll, that's what a real kobold is.

I jerked to my feet, and when it was already less than forty paces away from me, I clenched my bow and arrows. Thirty steps! Twenty steps! Suddenly raised his hand and aimed the arrow at the beast that pounced.

It was lying on the ground and charging at me, and the exposure of this body was very small, but I was completely sure that the arrow would hit it when it flew towards it, and it would hit it in the head!

The arrow flew towards its face, and it subconsciously wanted to dodge, and it could have dodged without raising its head, but it was probably because it was rushing too fast and too fierce. The arrow was plunged into its mouth very accurately. If it raised its head slightly and sealed its throat with an arrow, its face would be lowered a little more and it would be inserted directly into its eyes.

The arrow stuck in its mouth, and it still rushed to me. Throwing away the bow, I pulled out the knife at my waist. It's absolutely impossible for it to bite me, the arrow has already sunk deep into its mouth, and it is estimated that it may lose a few teeth.

It had no mouth, but it still had claws, but the arrow had thrown the reckless beast off balance. It lost its chance to jump, and I flashed to the side and slashed flat at its front paws.

The knife cut through its skin and cut into its muscles, and it rolled out after one of us made a mistake. I glanced at the blade, and the blood on the blade told me it was ready to die.

Before it could turn around, my second knife had already fallen, but the collar around its neck had blocked my cut. What's interesting is that after it was stabbed, it could still run away.

This guy knows what to do.

I turned and picked up the bow from the ground again, and shot an arrow at it in the back. After being hit by the arrow, it snatched its head out, but the guy who fell to the ground still struggled to escape. When I shot two more arrows, this guy was honest.

I looked at the gnoll who was not dead and I took a closer look at it, and the face of this gnoll looked like a hyena. But I'm surprised that they learned to wear spiked collars around their necks. It seems that this race is indeed not a simple beast!

As a result of the slash, I pulled out a few arrows stuck in it.

The few gnolls roaming around the neighborhood have been wiped out by me, and the retreat will be guaranteed for a while. I crouched on the ground and moved forward little by little, from one bush to another. When I finally got close enough, I saw where the cave was.

The entrance to the cave was not north-facing, but southwest-facing. I couldn't see the direction on the mountain bag, and it wouldn't have been easy to spot if I hadn't seen some kobolds just popping out of the mountain and disappearing into the mountain. But even though I saw the entrance to the cave, it felt basically impossible to lean over.

The gnolls' shacks are not so crowded as in the slums, but there is still a high density of gnolls near the entrance to the cave below. And what I'm really worried about is that if they do keep the dog's nose and ears, I'll be dead if I lean over. There are no big trees for me to climb. I really don't think much of it when it comes to people, but when I face such a group of dogs, I'm even more scared.

The position was the same as he had told me, so I quietly retreated. According to him, after going around from the west, he entered the mountain and found another cave. He picked it up from that cave.

He described it as lightweight, but it took a lot of effort to find it. If I hadn't stumbled upon a gnolls who didn't know if they were patrolling, I might have wasted another day or two in the mountains.

But I really didn't expect this cave to be hidden not only in the middle of the mountain, but also in a col on the mountainside. This cave is very different from the one down the mountain, there are almost no traces of excavation outside the cave, and it can be said that the protection is quite good.

I observed the cave from afar, and sure enough, two strange creatures came out of the cave, they were indeed not tall, about one meter two, three or three, and their faces did not look like dogs at all.

But the more I looked at it, the more I felt that this was a rat face at all, except that the nose didn't look like a mouse, his eyes, ears, face shape, including the tail were all changed by a mouse.

Their fur was brownish-yellow, and the other one was darker, and they carried what appeared to be made of wood in the other direction.

Ironically, they walk upright in front of each other and walk upright in little way from human, with the only difference being that their lower limbs are shorter, while their upper limbs seem to be longer.

Out of curiosity, I followed. The two of them can be heard seemingly in conversation. These things have evolved to be able to communicate in words, and that gives me goosebumps.

And when the two of them buckled the thing they were carrying to the ground, I realized that it was actually filled with dirt. Now that they've been found, they still can't be put back.

After shooting the two little things with great ease with my bow and arrow, I stepped closer to take a closer look at the strange creature.

I'm not mistaken, their faces are a bit like dogs, but more like rats. But their tiny eyes made me wonder if they could see in the cave.

One hand dragged them behind the mound of earth they had dumped, and instead of piles of earth and stones of different colors, they had almost filled the col. They're a lot of digging.

Just as he was about to turn out from behind the mound, he saw two more kobolds coming. Today's luck was really good, and after solving these two easily, I started to wait for the dog here. But after solving a dozen kobolds in a row, I felt like I couldn't wait any longer.

So I boldly walked to the entrance of the cave and looked inside, the mouth of the cave was about four meters wide, and it was still early to see what was in the cave. But there is one thing that makes me wonder and worry, there are more than a dozen workers out here, is there no supervisor in it if they don't come back for so long?

I'm hesitant to go in, it's a bit risky, and once I get stuck inside, it's really over.

But I couldn't just wait, and after seeing that there were no more gnolls and kobolds coming out for a long time, I decided to go in and have a look. As the saying goes, if you don't go into the tiger's den, you will get the tiger!

Inside, I noticed that the temperature inside the cave was noticeably much cooler and wetter than outside. After walking in for a while, I suddenly noticed a fire in front of me.

Oh, my God! There were torches on the wall, and there was a fire on the ground, and a jackal man was nesting like a dog on a pile of weeds, and the fire was burning quietly, and the hole was so quiet that he seemed to be asleep by the fire.

Gently drawing my bow and arrow, I aimed at the sleeping gnolls thirty paces away. There was a muffled thud on the bowstring, and the gnoll had just raised its head when the arrow was already in its face. It instantly fell down again. After catching another arrow, I slowly leaned up, it was only a part of the cave, and it seemed to get bigger and bigger the further in.

By the light of the fire, you can see that there is not the slightest trace of chiseling on the surrounding rock wall, which is a natural formation. The stone was picked up from here......

I wanted to pull out the arrow from the gnoll's head, but the arrow was completely gone, and it was impossible to pull it out.

But I still broke the arrow outside my head. It looks like you're asleep.

A brief search of its body was done, and their hair was oily and hard.

The further I walked inside, the more I could feel a special smell, it was the wind! The air smells very different from the air on land outside...... It seems to have a salty taste.

There were no torches in front of me, and my feet were on the ground and there was dirt scattered on the ground, which must have been dropped by the kobolds. I could only touch the wall and rub forward, because it was already dark inside. Suddenly, my feet were empty, and I almost fell down with a thrust on my waist.

Quickly squatted down, this feeling in the dark was all too familiar, not because of the fear of the simple darkness, but because of the darkness and the hidden in it, I felt an inexplicable tension in my heart.

You know when you touch it...... This should be a cliff! At this point, it's a bit of a dilemma. After much thought, I decided to go back and pick up a torch.

It took some time to go back and forth, but when I got to the place where I almost fell, I got goosebumps!

It's a cave...... That's too big!