Two half-blood elf miners trot all the way into the mine, and meet the half-blood elf miner who is also pushing a minecart out of the mine, and talk about everyone's freedom.

The two half-blood elf miners didn't believe it at all, and questioned:

"Varos, did they force you to say that?"

“…… It's true, we're free! The two half-blood elf miners said eagerly.

The half-blood elf miner pushing the minecart cautiously looked around, and found that there was no trace of the overseers around, so he said a little presumptuously:

"Cut! More than two months ago, those Silver Moon Elf warriors said the same thing to us, and the result? They ran away, and we'll be punished for staying! ”

Another half-blood elf miner chimed in:

"That is, maybe Abel sent us to test us! Calm down, wait, watch carefully, and be careful......"

Hearing his companion say this, the two half-blood elf miners who conveyed the message were immediately shaken.

The two of them hesitated to get out of the mine and push the minecart parked in the backyard back, but they were afraid that the half-blood elf warriors waiting outside the mine would see it, so they stubbornly said:

"Anyway, there's a team of half-blood elf warriors outside, so our compatriots won't lie to us!"

The half-blood elf miner argued.

"Is it a group of half-blood elven warriors coming out there?" The two half-blood elf miners pushing the minecart were a little surprised.

"Hmm."

An older half-blood elf miner immediately said:

"Then let's go out and see what's going on......"

……

While the four half-blood elf miners were whispering at the entrance of the mine about whether to go out, Roy had already walked into a row of stone houses built next to the mine.

It was clear that this was supposed to be the dormitory of the half-blood elf miners, and these stone houses were almost entirely made of waste ore, and the gaps between the ores were filled with grass and plaster.

These stone houses have only doors and no windows. The roof was covered with some planks and covered with a layer of moss.

Walking into the dormitory, it is dark inside, it is also a small room separated by a small room, but there is not even a wooden door, standing at the door, you can see all the furnishings in the dormitory, each dormitory is crowded with six wooden beds with bunk beds, there is nothing superfluous.

The bed was covered with tattered linen sheets, Roy didn't see a blanket on the bed, this was the northern part of the Pajisto Plateau, the temperature was cold outside, and it was cold in the dorms.

There are wooden food plates at the head of each wooden bed, and almost all of them are very clean.

Roy only saw half a muffin in one of the plates.

Walking into the dark and cold room, he picked up the half of the muffin from the food plate and put it under his nose and sniffed it, Roy found that in addition to a mixture of dried mushrooms and unknown dried black berries, he could even see some sawdust, and he broke the muffins with his hands, which was not even as good as the mushroom cakes made by the gray dwarves seen in the mines of the Second Mine.

There were twelve half-blood elf miners living in one room, and the usual food was so poor, no wonder those working half-blood elf miners were as thin as hemp and their faces were as withered.

Such an ornate castle was built, but the miners' dwellings were not even as good as the tree hollows where headhunters lived......

Roy then discovers that not every room is so broken.

After walking through ten rooms, Roy saw a slightly better room, with not only a wooden door, but also a lock hanging from the door.

Roy stood in the doorway and hesitated, and the half-blood elven warrior who was following Roy took two steps forward and kicked the wooden door open.

'......Boom'

The wooden door fell apart, there was only one bed in the room, and there was even a table on the other side of the wall, a horse lamp that emitted a faint light on the table, and in addition to that, there was a water glass.

On the innermost wall hung a leather whip and a torture bain.

There were not only sheets on the bed, but also an old blanket and a pair of old boots under the bed.

Roy could see that this was supposed to be the overseer or the miner's chief's room, and had nothing to do with ordinary miners.

Further inside, it was the same, every ten rooms, there would be a room where the overseer lived, but there was not a single elf in the dormitory at this time.

Roy walked to the end of the stone house, looking down at the stone steps, and didn't expect there to be a basement in it.

There was a foul and musty smell in the basement, and Roy hesitated, not intending to step inside.

But just as he turned around, he heard a vague moan from inside, Roy frowned, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and walked inside.

A shield-wielding half-blood elf warrior preemptively walked into the basement, and the half-blood elf behind him also took out a torch from his pocket, and before he could light the torch, a faint light lit up on the tips of Roy's fingers.

'Low-light illumination'

Although this glimmer of light could not travel far, it at least allowed Roy to see the steps under his feet.

Under the light of this glimmer of light, the cold aura gushing out of the basement quickly dissipated.

What appeared in front of Roy's eyes was not a basement where supplies were stored, but a prison cell, presumably a cell specially prepared for half-blood elf miners, and the cells inside were separated by iron bars.

The voice was made by a half-blood elf hanging from the ceiling, and he was seen to have his hair scattered, the blood stains on his body had dried, his head hung very weakly, and a blood-stained linen robe hung from his body.

After taking a few steps inside, he found that several dying half-blood elves were also held in the cage behind the iron fence.

The blood on the floor of the cell was dry, and the whole room smelled of blood except for the stench......

Under the light of the Divine Light Cluster, Roy could even see a lot of resentful spirits floating in the cell, they were just floating aimlessly in the basement, not awakened, still in an unconscious state, usually only attracted by resentment.

It is estimated that there must have been a lot of elven slaves dead here......

The fact that the spirits did not return to the bosom of the moon god Elune after their deaths, nor did they transform into elves in the Fountain of Life, meant that they could not be reborn.

Roy sighed, although there is no hellish mine like the spinel mines, it is not much better than the three spinel mines in the southern part of the plateau, no wonder the head of Helik said that he is not willing to accept the three mines in the Kartim Mountains, and it is estimated that the three miners must not be very good......

Roy expertly drew a pattern in front of him with one hand.

Jasper taught him this magic technique, and Jasper also expected that after Roy learned this magic technique, he would go with him to take on some private work and earn some extra money.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, Jasper had been lying in the cemetery on the western outskirts of Castletown for several years......

A ball of divine light appeared in front of Roy, and now Roy was already the original apprentice priest, and the divine light was as strong as a white flame.

Sensing the damage caused by the white flames, the wraith unconsciously ducked around, chanting a spell as Roy softly chanted.

'Purification'

One by one, the resentful spirits turned into pure souls under the scorching of the white flames, but the suffering and resentment suffered by those resentful spirits in their lives flashed in front of Roy's eyes like an illusory movie.

As the resentful spirits in the torture chamber gradually faded and disappeared.

Roy felt as if a lot of negative emotions had accumulated in his body, and he was a little crazy, so he quickly closed his eyes and relaxed himself......

At this time, the half-blood elf warrior had already rescued the half-blood elf hanging in the cell, and the half-blood elf opened the iron fence door of the prison cell and helped out the half-blood elf lying inside.

Walking out of the cell, Roy even forgot to heal the half-blood elves.

He walked straight to the door at the end of the hallway, the iron door was locked, and Roy looked at the half-blood elven warrior who was following him.

The half-blood elven warrior immediately understood, but instead of drawing his sword, he drew a war blade from the bag he was carrying, and slashed at the iron lock without hesitation.

This blade should have been captured from a headhunter, and it should have been forged with some magic black iron, and its strength and rigidity were very good.

The blade slashed at the iron lock, sending out a string of sparks, and the iron lock was slashed by the blade......

The half-blood elven warrior immediately pushed the iron door open, and the door opened to a separate small courtyard.

In this high-walled courtyard, large areas of black iron thistles are planted.

Only this hardy thistle can grow savagely in the northern climate of the plateau, the rattan of the thistle is almost black, with only a few leaves on it, and the rattan is covered with black berries, which are the dried black berries that Roy saw in a muffin.

This tribulus has a slight toxicity that can be minimized when dried.

Although hardy, thistles prefer fertile soil.

Roy reached out to pluck a black berry from the branch of the iron thistle in front of him, and through the thorny vines, he saw a white bone peeking out of the soil, it should be a bone of a forearm, and it was an elven bone.

Roy's anger was once again ignited by the scene in front of him......

……

It took some time for the half-blood elf warriors to gather a large group of miners in the neat and tidy little square in front of the castle.

The Dark Moon Elf Miners, Half-Blood Elf Miners, and Gray Dwarf Miners all had them, all dirty and smelly, and these miners filled almost all the space in the small square, and the black pressed a large area.

Almost all of the half-blood elven miners are emaciated and withered, looking like they have a skeleton of bones in their clothes.

The Darkmoon Elf miners turned out to be the same, even worse than the half-blood elves, because they had chains and stone balls locked to their ankles, and several half-blood elf warriors were crouching at the edge of the small square, unchaining the Darkmoon elf miners from their feet.

Roy walked into the small square with red eyes, squinted as best he could, and walked to the high platform in front of a shadow wall in the square without saying a word.

“…… Over here!

Let me first explain to you that we are the Guards of the Mines of the Pagisto Plateau, and the first purpose of coming to the Mithril Mines of Mount Vochak is to rescue all the elven miners, and from now on you will be free!

You can leave the mine at any time.

Of course, if anyone thinks that the wilderness in the northern part of the plateau is too dangerous, they can also leave with our pack caravan, and they can go wherever they want, and if they want to go, they can go to the warehouse door to get a travel bag, which is the last little help I provide to you.

My name is Roy, and I'm going to be the owner of the Mithril Mine in Mount Vochak, and the mine will continue to operate, and if anyone wants to stay and continue working, we're welcome to do so, but only if they pass our medical exam.

As an added note, the Grey Dwarf miners won't be free, you need to keep working in the miners, I'm done! ”

Roy had a cold face the whole time when he said this, but the more he did this, the more he convinced these half-blood elves and dark moon elf miners that this matter was true......

The elven miners were now completely convinced that everyone had regained their freedom.

Happiness came a little suddenly, and even made everyone a little overwhelmed, many elves stood in the small square, discussing the matter with their familiar companions, and some smart elves went directly to ask the half-blood elf warriors on the side, but no one dared to disturb Roy.

Sabrina was taking a group of half-blood elf warriors to take in the private army in the mine at this time, Moira was also following Deputy Captain Tennison into the castle to investigate the real situation in the castle, and Woods was leading a team of half-blood elf warriors to the city wall and quickly set up defenses in the mine.

The owner of the Abil mine stood in front of the steps of the castle with trepidation.

He had already disarmed all the armed forces in the castle, and he had surrendered on his own initiative, so he felt that this Roy mine owner should be as kind to himself as the Silver Moon Elf officer who came here last time, and his restraints in all aspects were extremely relaxed.

When he saw Roy come out of the alley on the other side of the mine, and publicly announce the freedom of all the elven miners in the small square, he knew that the Mithril mine must not be saved.

But he didn't think that Roy would do anything to him, after all, he was a Silver Moon Elf.

Seeing Roy walk up with a straight face, the owner of the Abel mine thought that Roy should not have received the benefits, if he opened the warehouse and saw the Mithril ingots stored inside, it was estimated that he would have a smile on his face......

"Lord Roy......"

Before the owner of the Abel mine could remind Roy and ask him to take a walk around the warehouse, Roy unceremoniously interrupted him:

"Abil Mine Owner, you have committed the crime of trading slaves in the Silvermoon Elf Kingdom, and you are suspected of abusing and killing elves. I have no authority over you, so someone will send you and your family back to the Paddestow Inquisition tomorrow morning, and you will now have one night to make some preparations before you go! ”

Abel stood on the spot.

His smile seemed a little stiff, and he couldn't understand what the person in front of him was talking about...... He convicted himself of these felonies, but he also knew at this time that he could not argue, so as not to make the result worse.

"Okay, I'll go back and get ready for the trip."

The owner of the Abil mine bowed his head and spoke.

In his heart, he scolded Roy all over again, thinking that this half-elf mine owner is really unkind.

However, the owner of the Abel mine was slightly relieved when he thought of the time Roy had given him to prepare for the night, and thought to himself: there is finally a chance to make some arrangements.

(End of chapter)

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