Outside Padstow, gray dwarf prisoners of war were waiting in shackles on the grass by the roadside, eating breakfast.

In order to give the Grey Dwarf prisoners enough stamina to walk to the Pagisto Plateau, the Grey Dwarf prisoners were each given an elven biscuit and two apples.

The gray dwarves are physically strong, adaptable, and can survive tenaciously in any difficult environment, making them a rare choice for miners.

In Roy's opinion, as long as the management system of the mine is improved, these gray dwarf prisoners of war are far better than the elven miners.

Roy rode to the front of the line......

The road from Padstow to Barrier is still relatively easy to walk.

This time, the Silver Pegasus Military Department arranged for sixty Silver Moon Elf guards to send these gray dwarves to Fortress Town, and the next part of the road to the Pagisto Plateau was to be completed by Roy's men.

The Silver Moon Elf guards were waiting on the side of the road, and Squadron Leader Elvis was once a subordinate of the Berkeley Commander.

Before returning to Queen Ivanni Islands, Captain Berkeley specially instructed Squadron Leader Elvis to escort these gray dwarf warriors to Fortress Town.

A Silver Moon Elf Guard Warrior stood beside Elvis Squadron Leader and whispered, "Squadron Leader, it's almost time, we should go......"

"Wait, this time we're only responsible for escorting the gray dwarf prisoners." Squadron Leader Elvis commanded.

The rainy season is over, and the city of Padessto is getting hotter and hotter every day.

The jungle can get hot and humid at midday, with only two good times to travel in the morning and evening, and these Silver Moon Elf Guardians are so used to being pampered in Padstow that they fear that they will make their way through the sweltering jungle if they leave too late.

……

Augustus only learned this morning that Boss Roy was leaving Padstow City.

The primary magical herb trade in Padstow is the sole responsibility of Lambo.

Due to the rush of the trip, many of the transaction details have not yet been decided.

Augustus thought about it carefully, but decided to catch up on horseback, and only by finalizing the price of the primary magic herb with Boss Roy could the follow-up transaction proceed normally.

Finally came across this opportunity, and Augustus didn't want to just miss it.

When Augustus rode to catch up with Roy's team of prisoners of war, he felt that his body was about to be torn apart by the war horse under his crotch, he had been living in the city of Padstow for several years, and he had not ridden for a long time.

"This time, I have military affairs on my side, and I can't continue to stay in Padstow City, so I am in ......a bit of a hurry."

Roy saw Augustus catch up with him along the forest path and explained to him.

"Boss Roy, I think the price of the magic herb transaction should be set now, and the future transaction can continue." Augustus rode up to Roy and said.

Roy nodded.

He turned and waved to Squadron Leader Elvis, signaling that the team could move on.

Then he pulled the reins of his horse and stopped in the shade by the roadside.

Watching the gray dwarf prisoners of war get up from under the shade of the trees, form two columns, and continue on foot, they withdrew their gaze and said to Augustus on the side:

"The Partington plane is rich in magic herbs, but most of the high-grade magic herbs grow in the depths of the Blackwater Swamp, as well as in the Warcraft Forest in the north of Padstow City, for most of the half-blood elves, those places have a high danger index, but there are very few half-blood elf gatherers who can actually enter these dangerous areas."

"Actually, the original intention of buying these junior magic herbs was to make money without taking too many risks for ordinary half-blood elf gatherers, you know what I mean?"

Augustus nodded, though he didn't understand why Roy was saying this.

Roy continued: "I have a certain understanding of the forest around Padstow City, it may not be easy to find high-grade magic herbs in this jungle, but the primary magic herbs are all over the woodland, and if you go south from here, as long as you reach the territory of the glazed beast, you can find that the primary magic herbs in that mountain forest can be found everywhere. ”

Regarding the distribution of magical herbs on the Partington plane, Augustus was more familiar with it than Roy.

He thought that Roy was saying all this to show that the primary magic herbs on the Partington plane were very easy to collect, so that he could further reduce the price......

In fact, the price he gave was already very low, and there were several junior magic herbs in it that were not very widely used, and Augustus was even losing money to clear the warehouse.

Roy continued, "As a mine owner in the Pagisto Plateau, as long as you manage these mines, you can actually earn a lot of magic crystals. So for me, the business of primary magical herbs is dispensable. ”

Augustus is almost certain that Boss Roy says so much...... It's just to lower the price, and it will be very hard.

Roy glanced at Augustus and paused before adding:

"The original intention of talking to you about the primary magic herb business was not to make money from the junior magic herb business.

Now that the economy in Paddestow is in recession, most of the trading houses have closed down, and it has been a long time since I have seen the adventure groups of the Elven Continent come here to adventure, and it is difficult for the caravans outside to enter the Pattington plane, and the city is like a pool of stagnant water.

More and more half-blood elves are entering the jungle to gather potions and hunt monsters in order to sustain life in the city.

In fact, most of the primary magic herbs could not be sold in Padstow City at all, which forced them to take the risk of collecting those high-grade magic herbs in order to make a living. ”

Roy paused as he said this, he looked at Augustus and said:

"I have some of the mining resources of the Partington Plane in my hands, and I hope to be able to help some half-blood elves in need."

With that, Roy handed the magic herb quotation in his hand to Augustus.

"The price of the primary magic herb on this quotation is even lower than the price I purchased on the Padesto Plateau, we are trading in Padstow City, and after deducting some transportation costs, you will also earn a little money from it to leave for the half-blood elf gatherers...... I'm afraid there's not much left. ”

Augustus said in his heart: Actually, some of them I am selling at a loss.

Roy shoved the offer to Augustus and said:

"In this way, I will increase this price by another thirteen percent, which is your commission, and I hope that you can turn this offer of magic herbs into your purchase price, and be sure to send this part of the profit to those half-blood elf gatherers, at least let the gatherers feel that they can make money even if they collect primary magic herbs."

After saying that, Roy had already mounted his horse and followed the group of gray dwarven prisoners of war, and as he went, he said:

"If you can do that, go and deliver the prepared primary magic herbs to the storehouse in the city. But if I find out one day that you didn't give up this part of the profits to the gatherers, as we had agreed to do so, the deal between us will be terminated......"

"Boss Roy, I'll do it!"

Augustus followed Roy and promised him.

Roy turned and waved at Augustus, signaling that he didn't need to follow the group.

The Grey Dwarf prisoners of war, shackled to their feet, marched slowly in two lines, with Roy following at the back of the line on horseback.

Augustus squinted at the group that was drifting away along the forest path, feeling like he hadn't met such an interesting elf in a long time......

……

Although Roy currently has three gem mines, two Mithril mines, three black iron mines, and four iron mines in normal operation, in the Elven Continent, the elves' demand for metal is not high, and only high-quality spinel and magic Mithril are best-sellers.

Magical Black Iron and other common metal ingots aren't very popular, at least on the Castletown side.

Roy's biggest takeaway from coming to Padstow was the four mine owners who fled from the Nicobar Mountains.

They escaped from the Pajisto Plateau this time, and almost brought out the most valuable things in the mine, high-grade magical beast materials, high-grade magic herbs, and a large number of magic crystals, which were hard currency wherever they went.

Roy 'picked up' the magic fanny packs of the four mine owners, among the items seized, the most difficult to estimate were the magic materials, the easiest to count was the magic crystal, a large treasure chest can hold almost five thousand magic crystals, Roy found twenty-four boxes from the magic fanny bags of the four mine owners.

Roy has been wondering why the mineral resources on the Pagisto Plateau are so rich these days, why haven't they been developed?

The number of half-blood elves living on the plateau is about 50,000 to 70,000, and since many half-blood elves live a secluded life in the depths of the mountains and forests, there is no accurate number.

This time he met with the head of Berkeley, and Roy spoke up the question.

The answer given by the head of Berkeley was very simple: there was no tree of life on the Pagisto Plateau.

The elves live in a certain place, and there is most likely a tree of life growing in that place.

The Silver Moon Elves expand outward on the plane, mainly based on whether there is a tree of life in the depths of this plane, and they will only choose to expand their territory where there is a tree of life.

Although the Pagisto Plateau is rich in minerals, there is not a single tree of life to be found on the entire plateau.

Then this plateau is of no value to the Silver Moon Elves.

……

The grey dwarf prisoners of war walked barefoot and had shackles around their ankles, which rattled as chains dragged on the ground.

When some of the Grey Dwarves' ankles were worn out by shackles, Roy would have the Grey Dwarves collect some hemostatic herbs in the woodland, mash them and apply them to the wounds, so that the wounds on the ankles would heal again after a night's sleep.

The gray dwarves are only about 1.5 meters tall, but they are very athletic and have very large feet.

Dragging shackles, you can also run in the woodland.

The grey dwarf prisoners of war did not have tents, and at night they almost found a dry place under a tree, lay down and slept, and in the morning, got up from the ground and continued their journey.

Most of them don't understand Elvish, but they do know some simple gestures.

But there were also some gray dwarf prisoners of war who could understand elven language, so Roy couldn't help but run to talk to these gray dwarf prisoners of war, because he was curious, even though Queen Ivanie Islands were the territory of the Silver Moon Elves, why did these gray dwarf bandits rob these islands with the Silver Moon Elves.

Roy sat across from a gray dwarf prisoner of war who looked a little older, and handed over a dried mackerel in his hand.

The old gray dwarf prisoner of war took it unceremoniously, shoved the dried mackerel into his mouth at once, and chewed it vigorously a few times......

He sat under the shade of the tree, leaning his back against the trunk of the tree, silently regaining his strength.

After eating the dried mackerel, he had no intention of asking for it again, and he didn't look at Roy on the other side, but closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Where did you come from?" Roy couldn't help but ask.

"Queen Ivanie Islands, don't you know this?" The old gray dwarf muttered.

"How did you go to occupy the Queen Evanie Islands? The archipelago has always belonged to the Silver Moon Elves......" Roy said again.

The old gray dwarf kept his mouth shut, ignoring Roy.

"Do you know where you're going?" Roy asked again.

I finally met a gray dwarf who could speak elven language, and of course I couldn't just give up.

The old gray dwarf opened his eyes and looked at Roy, but his mouth was still tightly closed.

"Pagisto Plateau, there are many mines over there, if there is no accident, you may spend the rest of your life in the mines over there, of course, it is not excluded that your companions will take some ransom to ransom you." Roy said casually.

The old gray dwarf looked at Roy with some surprise and asked with difficulty, "...... Going to ...... ...... on the plateau Mining? ”

He jumped out almost word by word, and he should only have a few simple Elfish words.

"I'm going to dig Mithril Mine!" Roy said.

The old gray dwarf prisoner hesitated for a moment, but nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Perhaps thinking it didn't matter to say it, the old gray dwarf hesitated for a long time before saying in a broken elven language:

"Our hometown was taken over by a group of dark creatures that came out of nowhere, and the whole island became a dead island, from there we escaped by boat, all the way south to find a place to live, wherever we went, someone drove us, orcs, Naga, elves, ......"

The old gray dwarf's lips trembled slightly.

"What kind of dark creature is it?" Roy asked curiously.

Before the old gray dwarf could speak, Squadron Leader Elvis stepped out of the woodland behind, followed by several elven guards, apparently patrolling around......

"Monsters full of tentacles, resembling giant octopuses. Don't listen to these stories, these gray dwarf robbers have lived in this sea for more than a hundred years, they are like a swarm of locusts, no matter where they go, they will rush up, they will occupy it, they will grab it, and if they can't fight it, they will flee. ”

"Both the Naga Sea Clan and the elves of the surrounding seas have been plundered by them......"

(End of chapter)