"Wow-"

The black cat Wensa hunched his back, craned his neck, and opened his mouth to roar menacingly, and even the envelope fell on the table.

Floating in the air, Renette Tinicol, dressed in a complicated but gorgeous black dress, stretched her hands forward, her four heads pressed together, and stared blankly at the somewhat petite messenger in front of her.

"Contract ......", "Time ......", "......", "Over......"

The four heads in her hands spoke one after the other, and the warm Guphosak reverberated around Vinsa like a surround sound.

Winsa blinked suspiciously, looked at the Headless Courier, and then at the stunned Crane, and put away the gesture that seemed threatening, but was actually a bit of a bluff.

"I'm just here to deliver the letter."

It spat out a Gufsak phrase as well, and pushed its front paws against the envelope on the table in Klein's direction.

Then, gracefully lifting his limbs, Winza turned, snapped a few steps on the table, disappeared into the spirit realm, and disappeared above the altar.

This time, its tail was not proudly cocked.

stepped forward to pick up the envelope, did not check it for the first time, but stuffed it into his pocket, Klein looked up at the messenger who belonged to him in the air, frowned and asked:

"You know it?"

"...... in the spirit world", "I have seen ......", "How many times have I ......"

The three heads answered in turn.

"Lonely Wildcat ......"

The last one who didn't say anything then added.

I always felt that she was a little resentful, combined with her reaction to Wensa just now, it couldn't be the last time Angel summoned the messenger, the two had some conflict......

Although Crane's heart was full of questions, he was too embarrassed to continue asking, after all, he had only summoned her again to test the summoning spell, and he didn't even prepare gold coins.

Politely sending the messenger away, he immediately took the envelope from his pocket and opened it, eagerly reading it.

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After a good night's sleep, Angel welcomed the rising sun and the noisy streets in the port town of Pará Island.

She didn't expect such a town with all the functions of a marina, a commercial area and a tourist location to be so quiet at night that she could sleep most comfortably after leaving Baiam.

After putting on the "hypocrisy" ring and turning into a completely different face from yesterday, Angel went to the restaurant on the first floor to eat, and used this new identity to ask the waiter he met yesterday again.

"I heard that there was an accident in that mine outside the city half a year ago?"

Order first, then ask, the other party usually does not refuse......

Sure enough, the waiter smiled kindly and replied:

"It was a gold mine that was only four or five years old, and six months ago there was a big accident, and it was said that dozens of people were injured, and although there were no fatalities, the investment company to which the mine belonged stopped developing and left it abandoned.

"However, there have been rumors recently that bare gold has been found in the gold mines, and many people have secretly gone down to the mines to hunt for treasure, but I haven't heard of anyone who has made a profit."

Bare gold?

I remember that gold mines had to rely on large-scale collection and screening to isolate a small amount of gold, how could there be clumps for them to pick up, it wouldn't be a rumor...... Angel pondered as she enjoyed what was a hearty breakfast in a small town like this.

All the clues at the moment point to half a year ago, and the only major event that happened half a year ago was the accident in the mine outside the city, which is also her main destination today.

After eating and drinking, Angel left the inn and hired a carriage to leave the town in a southeasterly direction along the gently downhill road through Spice Street, where she had been the previous day.

On the narrow roads outside the city, she saw a number of mercenary carriages similar in appearance to the carriage she was riding, and everyone lined up as if they had made an appointment, slowly moving forward, like a group of people on an outing.

Could it be that the bartender said yesterday was an "adventurer...... Angel suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

It wasn't until the carriage came to the foot of the hill and stopped at a fork in the road that Angel confirmed that his hunch had come true: almost all the carriages stopped here on the other side of the island, except for a few that led to the town on the other side of the island.

There were nearly ten carriages in total, and more than twenty men and women of different appearances walked down, all of them were not too old, some of them were plain, some were gorgeous, but they did not look like locals.

Angel silently watched them greet each other, carrying various pickaxes and barrels, and walking up the mountain road.

Like people who have known each other for a long time, they are adventurers who come together to "find gold"?

Angel was full of doubts, but when she saw that the hired carriage had turned around and was about to return to the town, she hurriedly agreed with the coachman who had sent her a time to pick her up in the afternoon, and followed.

Soon, the team in front found Angel, an uninvited guest, and stopped suspiciously, and Angel did not hide, but followed directly and took the initiative to say hello.

Soon, under the eloquence of the "instigator", Angel pulled out a lot of information about this group of people, and to her surprise, these people were not professional adventurers, but a group of ordinary tourists.

They had been on the island for about a week, and at first they didn't plan to stay on Pala Island for long, but they were going to try the specialties and return to the island, but after hearing about the legend of the mines outside the harbor, they were intrigued and rented tools to try to dig down to find the legendary gold.

"Isn't that a rumor?"

Hearing this, Angel couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

"Maybe, we just want to try our luck." The leader of the "gold miners", a young man named Layton, replied, smiling mysteriously.

Angel was even more puzzled by this unusual behavior, and she nodded no more, but continued to follow the group, and soon bypassed the not-so-high hill to the gentle slope on the side of the sea.

Above the hillside is the entrance to the mine dug into the mountain, not the usual shaft on flat ground, but a small angle inclined shaft, the reinforced wood at the entrance has been somewhat decayed by the sea breeze for a long time, and the simple rails laid inside extend from it, and make bends on the hillside to lead to the cargo dock by the sea below, but most of the tracks have been pried away, leaving only pieces of nailed sleepers.

From a distance, there is no trace of activity in this wharf, it should be abandoned with the abandonment of the mine, I don't know what happened half a year ago, so that such a gold mine that has been put into operation and even spent a lot of effort to build a wharf supporting the gold mine was closed.

Seeing that the group of laughing tourists lit the kerosene lamps they carried with them and went into the dark mine, Angel did not immediately follow, but untied the citrine pendant on his right wrist and made a simple pendulum divination.

"There is danger underneath this abandoned mine."

After reciting it seven times, she opened her eyes and looked at the crystal, and saw that it was slowly turning clockwise with a silver chain, and the amplitude was very small.

Dangerous, but not big?

This may even include the dangers inherent in the mine, such as mine collapse and gas poisoning...... It doesn't seem to involve an extraordinary event, otherwise it would be a great danger to this group of ordinary people.

But their strange smiles and behaviors don't look like ordinary tourists......

Angel hesitated for a moment, but decided to go first, but instead of following the tourists, he used his dark vision to explore on his own.

Because they were all gaslighting, she was able to "leap through the mines" through the winding but not too long passages inside the mine to get straight to them if necessary, and following them all the time would not allow them to expose their anomalies.

……

Following the sleepers that had probably been dug up by the locals, Angel quickly entered the depths of the mine, and the tourists who had gone into the darkness were gone, but as she prepared to make a "flame jump", she could sense the flames not far away, so she was sure that they were still safe.

She chose a different direction, all the way down, and soon a series of forks in the dark vision appeared, they were held to the sides and the ceiling by thick logs and baffles, extending down in different directions, and some sections were so badly seeping that they were inaccessible due to the long period of unattended.

While recording the route and going deeper into the mine, Angel soon smelled a rancid smell in the humid air, which cheered her up, who was bored with the monotonous mine environment, and searched in the direction where the smell came from, and soon saw the source of the smell.

"It's actually the food that was left behind...... The level of decay is not deep, I am afraid that it is not left by the miners half a year ago, but a group of tourists who are the same as those 'gold miners', right? ”

She muttered, bypassing the food that had been discarded in place and had grown maggots.

Further down, the air became more humid, which meant that ventilation had become poor, and perhaps there were multiple groundwater leaks, and there were fewer and fewer partitions around it, revealing the craggy rock walls and stumbling marks of excavation behind it.

Unfortunately, there are no exposed gold mines...... Sure enough, the legends are all lies.

Although he had expected this for a long time, when he looked up, there was nothing different from the gold or brown of the pitch-black cave, which still made Angel feel a sense of disappointment in his heart.

After going around the depths of the mine without finding any meaningful traces, Angel was about to return the way she came, but suddenly found that the "gold miners" who had diverged from her and headed in different directions had gathered not far away, and the flames of the gas lamps seemed to condense into a huge flame in her senses.

She slowed her steps, turned a few corners, and sure enough, she saw the tourists in a relatively empty cave.

Some of them used mining axes to dig hard in one direction, some used shovels and barrels to carry away the excavated gravel, and some carried gas lamps to illuminate the site.

Hearing Angel's footsteps, Leiden, a young man carrying a wooden barrel, looked over, saw that it was a temporary companion who had gone up the mountain with them before, smiled kindly, took out a fist-sized piece of ore from the barrel, and showed it off like a show:

"You see, I said that you can find big chunks of gold in the mines!"

The dark brown and green copper ore in his hand reflected an eerie glow under the light of the gas lamp.

(End of chapter)