Dark Redemption of Elf

In a claustrophobic cave, a dark elf girl slowly woke up. She moved away the stone covering the entrance of the cave, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the bright blood moon in the sky.

Under the illumination of its light, many foreign slaves were roughly driven away from the gathering area by the managers. Amidst the sound of whipping, they headed one by one to a bottomless mine not far away.

Salias glanced at the ragged crowd, showing contempt that was inconsistent with her age. She stretched, then took her kettle and dagger and walked towards the direction of the mine.

On the road, she met a few panicked children of the same age as hers. She was going in the opposite direction to them. The latter got up early just to get free food from the food area farther along the road, because the mine area was farther away from the food area. It is far away, so other people walk in a hurry, arrive late and have no food, or there may be a fight over it.

Salias looked at the hurried little figures on both sides, with deep contempt in her eyes.

At this age, before everyone started training and showed off their cultivation talents, she believed that she was superior to others, not only because of her adequate nutrition, which made her body develop earlier and her height was a little taller than children of the same age; Think that your mind is a hundred times smarter than others.

While others only knew how to work hard to go to the food area to receive free bread, Sarias's eyes fell on the dark elf manager. Of course, she did not just pray for mercy like some people, but through labor Get richer food.

She bypassed the rugged road with ease and arrived at the central area where people were buzzing. This is a circular mine with a depth of 300 meters. The winding stairs are the only way for people to get to the bottom. It is also the busiest place for work and the death rate. highest area.

Unlike the food area where there are basically only humans, the forging area basically only has dwarves. There are strong orcs here, as well as a small number of wing tribes and dwarves.

Several wing tribes with flapping gray-brown wings transported the iron ore directly to the top of the mine. Occasionally, the orcs lost their footing and staggered into the bottom of the pit. It is said that many people could not bear the heavy labor and directly fell to the bottom of the pit. Choose to jump from the top, fall to the bottom and become a pulp.

Salias walked on the road as if she didn't see anything, and the manager's various scoldings were endless, but she was used to it, and she even said a few words from time to time.

During this period, a bruised dwarf cast his eyes on her intentionally or unintentionally. Salia nodded to him calmly, and then quickly walked towards a manager.

"Baz, I'm here" she called the manager's name.

The latter seemed to have known that this girl would come. He nodded expressionlessly and said in a deep voice: "This week, go to Area 3. Don't let those slaves be lazy again. If you don't pay enough as you did two days ago, iron mine, you won’t come here anymore.”

"I know." Sarias touched the dagger hidden in her pocket, lowered her head slightly and walked towards the lower area.

Although she had been reprimanded just now, she didn't feel anything bad in her heart, just because she felt it was worth it. She originally had an extremely old dagger given to her by Baz, but now, that dagger has been replaced by a brand new one.

Walking carefully on the circular stone steps, every few meters, there is an extended cave dug on the side of the stone steps. The elf girl came to the No. 3 area of ​​the mine, which is a lower-level area.

Salias stared at the several orcs who were working. The latter was swaying the pickaxe in their hands and hitting the hard rocks. It seemed that they were working hard, but in fact, Salias did not hear much noise. It proves that he is actually lazy.

In order to save energy, many people will rack their brains to find every opportunity to be lazy. However, those managers are short of manpower and too lazy to keep an eye on these slaves, which allows them to take advantage of them.

But Salias is different. She has enough energy and time to keep an eye on them, like now.

"That's him. He was hammering the iron ore with no force at all." Sarias found a manager and pointed at the orc who was slacking off just now.

Soon, in front of everyone present, the orc was whipped to pieces by the manager, and the other people immediately worked hard with all their energy.

With her current strength, she couldn't defeat these strong orcs at all, but she could ask others to punish her, and the latter also enjoyed the pleasure brought by this kind of sadism.

Although the feeling of being watched all the time is particularly frustrating, one good thing is that Sarias will not report false information and incur inexplicable whippings, because some managers with tyrannical personalities will watch you work hard. He will also be whipped from time to time. It makes the hardworking slaves miserable.

Not long after, the dwarf who had made eye contact with Sarias just now walked up to her. He was one of the few people she could call by name, Brian.

The first time Sarias crossed paths with him was because an orc was resentful because of her complaint and wanted to take revenge privately. When she was about to be killed in a secluded place, Brian saved her.

Although the orc was beheaded in public afterwards, that incident made her understand that she should not exploit her too much, and at the same time, she should prepare weapons for herself. And she also intentionally cared for Brian, who had saved her. Doing this shows others that you are a person who understands rewards and punishments, and the benefits are self-evident.

"I need to transport iron ore again the day after tomorrow." Brian asked as soon as she met him. Sarias couldn't help but frown. Even if he saved her, this behavior was regarded by her as deliberately trying to please, and she didn't have any intention in her heart. Too many feelings, but I think you can't do too much.

After all, she doesn't have the final say as to who will transport the iron ore. If she frequently makes requests to her 'boss' Baz, she will inevitably be annoyed by the latter.

"I can bring you another dagger." The dwarf's face looked gloomy for some reason.

Salias hesitated for a moment. Four days ago, he had used his own privileges to get an opportunity to transport iron ore to the forging area (by the way, he gave himself a dagger from the forging area). And we got him some precious paper and pens a week ago. But enough has been done. If this happens again...

"For this last time, I promise to hand over a sufficient amount of ore every day from now on."

......

Perhaps, that was the decision she regretted most in her life.

Two days later, Sarias was supervising slave work on the ground floor when a huge rumbling sound came from above the mine. Among them, a familiar dwarf's crazy sound was particularly harsh.

"Hahaha, the fallen dark elf, it's me, Brian, remember this name, Brian! I blew up your mine!"

In an instant, the entire mine was in chaos. The slaves did not care about the dark elf girl who once guarded them. They swarmed towards the exit. Sarias, who was squeezed behind the crowd, took out her dagger in panic and stabbed the orc in front of her. , but it was of no avail. He was smashed into pieces by the falling ores in front of him as he ran fast, and he, several orcs who had not escaped, and a dark elf manager fell into endless darkness...

Dozens of days later, the collapsed mine was finally dredged. What is shocking is that in a mine near the bottom, there is still a comatose dark elf girl surviving, but around her...

There are several mutilated corpses...

PS: I originally wanted to write the plot of Sarias being trapped in the mine, but I thought it might not pass the trial. The content is too dark and bloody, /smile, but... If you have friends who want to read it, please mention it in the comment area of ​​the 'Original Website'. If you give it more than ten likes, the shadow will be written near the end of the fourth volume (number of words) About 6000 words/funny).