Path of light

Chapter 363 364. Gray Dwarf’s Wine

The Darkmoon Elf prisoners in the mines soon gathered together.

These Dark Moon Elves have basically not suffered much in the mines over the years. Every Dark Moon Elf has become an excellent assassin in this dark environment. The only disadvantage is that they have no weapons and armor.

After they surrendered to Roy, they have been digging for gemstones in the mines.

During the recent period, Roy did not make things difficult for the Dark Moon Elves in terms of food supply. He even provided them with thirty simple tents and some cooking pots so that they could drink lemon tea in the mine.

The previous mine owner had never given such benefits. In addition, the idea of ​​​​respecting the strong was at work in his heart, which made the Dark Moon elves particularly obedient to Roy's orders...

Suddenly, there were so many mixed-blood elf mine slaves missing, and the mine became empty.

The Dark Moon Elf led Roy along the mine for a long distance without meeting a single miner.

This mine tunnel continues to extend downward. The deeper you go, the colder the mine becomes. A kind of lavender moss grows in the gaps in the surrounding cave walls. There are also milky white umbrella-shaped mushrooms growing in some places, making this tunnel even colder. The mine has a little more life.

The cave here is obviously different from the mine. There is even a faint warm breath blowing out of the cave.

The cave does not occupy the gem vein, but deviates downward from the vein. The rock layer here is that kind of shale, and some of the interlayers of the rock are constantly dripping water drops downward.

The Dark Moon elves stopped at a cave entrance in front, turned around and introduced to Roy:

"Lord Roy, from here on, we have entered the territory of the gray dwarves! This group of gray rats set up many traps and traps in this mine. We tried several times and several elves died, and we never came back again. Pass here."

Roy could tell that these Dark Moon elves had suffered a lot in this cave.

The cave is very short. If the elves want to pass through this cave, they must bend down and lower their heads. However, the gray dwarves can freely enter and exit this low mine.

Roy thought of one thing that the mixed-blood elves and dark moon elves in the second mine had said, that if they were short of food, they would bring some mining picks, hemp ropes and the like, and run here to meet the gray dwarves. Get something to eat instead.

The gray dwarves here are good at making dried mushrooms and moss cakes. Although they are very unpalatable, at least they will not starve to death...

"Then how did you trade with them?" Roy asked.

A dark moon elf pointed at the entrance of the cave and said:

"it's here!"

There is a hemp rope hanging down from the entrance of the cave. This hemp rope extends from the top of the cave and leads to the depths of the cave.

The Dark Moon Elf continued to whisper:

"Just pull it, and it won't take long for a gray mouse to come out. They have dried mushrooms, moss cakes, or some daggers made with mining picks."

Roy nodded.

Only when he walked over and grabbed the hemp rope did Roy feel its weight.

I don’t know how far it extends, but it’s very heavy to start with.

Roy pulled the hemp rope hard, and a jingling sound came from deep in the mine.

It's a little faint, but you can still hear it clearly...

Afterwards, Roy looked at the cave carefully and found that it was indeed easy to defend but difficult to attack.

At least now Roy has nothing to do against these gray dwarves.

Not long after, I saw a gray dwarf wearing only a pair of worn-out shorts swaggering out of the mine tunnel. He didn't wear shoes, and his big feet had thick calluses. He stepped on the sharp gravel. Run like the wind...

There was a bag tied around his waist, and his naked upper body looked very strong, with muscles like iron lumps.

This gray dwarf has three braids on his beard and two deep nasolabial folds on his dirty face. It’s hard to tell how old he is, but he’s not very old anyway.

"What do you want to change?"

The gray dwarf saw many Dark Moon elves standing at the entrance of the cave. He stopped ten meters away and asked with a wary expression.

He spoke Elvish, which Roy could understand.

The Dark Moon elves all looked at Roy, who was observing the gray dwarf and didn't speak for a while.

This gray dwarf has a bad temper and speaks very harshly:

"Hurry up, don't waste time..."

Roy took a few steps forward, and the gray dwarf immediately shouted: "Don't go any further, just stand there and say it!"

"Well, I'm going to make a deal with you. I want to ask you to help me mine the spinel ore in the mine..."

Before Roy could finish his words, the gray dwarf opposite interrupted him: "There is no need to discuss this matter. We have stopped mining spinel ore a long time ago, and we have no plans to do so in the future! If you don't have anything else to do, , you can go back!"

After the gray dwarf finished speaking, he waved to Roy impatiently.

"Don't you even ask me... what I'm using to make a deal with you?" Roy wasn't angry and took out a water bag directly from his magic waist bag. He pulled out the plug wrapped in sheepskin, and there was a faint trace of water inside. The aroma of wine came out.

Roy smiled and turned the water bag upside down, and the clear wine immediately flowed out of it.

‘Hua Hua Hua’

A whole bag of rum was poured at Roy's feet, and the entire entrance to the mine was filled with the faint aroma of wine.

The gray dwarf was so angry that his beard stood up. He pointed at Roy and was speechless.

"You, you, you, you, what are you...doing? Stop it quickly. Why did you pour out such a good wine? Stop it."

After saying that, the gray dwarf took two steps towards Roy.

Then he gritted his teeth and stopped, jumping up and down in a hurry, and said loudly to Roy: "You are really... you want spinel ore, but we don't have it either! The Dark Moon Elves occupy the entire mineral vein. , with them here, we don’t dare to venture out to mine, the gem mines we dig out are not enough for them to grab.”

"So, if I can restrain these Dark Moon elves, are you willing to come out to mine?" Roy took the opportunity to ask.

"I can't make the decision on this. I have to go back and ask everyone for their opinions..." The gray dwarf roared in reply with wide eyes.

Then he asked: "Sure, are you going to trade us for rum?"

"Only high-grade spinel ore can be exchanged for rum, and ordinary spinel ore can be exchanged for fruit wine and ale." Roy said.

"This...is not impossible!"

As the gray dwarf spoke, he kept twitching his nose and greedily smelling the aroma of wine in the mine.

Roy took out a large ale cup from his pocket, filled it with rich and bubbly ale, and threw the ale cup directly towards the gray dwarf.

At a distance of ten meters, some of the wine glass was spilled while it was in the air.

The gray dwarf opened his eyes wide and stared at the wine glass. The moment he took it into his hand, the ale in the wine glass splashed on the gray dwarf's face...

"Sorry, we are too far apart. There is really no way!" Roy waved to the gray dwarf, and then said: "If you want to exchange ale, bring the gem mine to the wellhead tomorrow. Ten barrels of spinel ore. In exchange for a barrel of wine, I am talking about ores, not those waste rocks. I can guarantee that the Dark Moon elves will not rob your ores. It is up to you whether you dare to send them over or not!"

"Why don't you trade here?"

The gray dwarf saw Roy turning to leave and shouted loudly.

"You asked the Dark Moon Elves to withdraw from the northern area of ​​the mine, leaving the northern part of the mine to us, and the trading location is here. I can't trust those Dark Moon Elves!"

Roy turned around and said: "The price is different, twenty barrels of spinel ore for one barrel of wine!"

"Deal, you can bring the rum tomorrow! We won't waste time mining ordinary spinel ore. Also, do you have any sausages and wheat cakes? If so, we would like to exchange some..."

"We don't have these. A batch of salted fish will probably arrive in a few days." Roy looked at the gray dwarf at the entrance of the cave and said.

"Salted fish is fine too. If you have some, bring us some. We can discuss how to change it... By the way, has the owner of this mine changed? It turns out that the mine owner didn't have such courage... "

The gray dwarf took a careful sip from the wine glass. There was only half a glass of ale left in the wine glass, and he had to keep it as small as possible.

Roy turned around and glanced at the gray dwarf, pursed his lips and said nothing.

He turned around and left the mine with a group of Dark Moon elves.

Unable to forcibly break through this cave, and the idea of ​​catching these gray dwarf bandits could not be realized, Roy could only take a step back temporarily and establish a cooperative relationship with these gray dwarves first, and other ideas would be discussed later.

Different from the bronzebeard dwarves and black iron dwarves of the dwarf kingdom, these gray dwarves are cunning and greedy by nature, and they have the bad roots of becoming bandits from their very bones.

They had been trapped in the mine for too long, and were usually bullied by the Dark Moon elves so that they did not dare to come forward, so they did not cause trouble under the mine...

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In fact, there is another thing that Roy has never understood. The mine owners of these two mines just threw the elves and dwarves into the mines and left them to fend for themselves in the mines. Could it be that these gray dwarves and hybrids Didn't the elves think about digging a mine tunnel directly to the ground and escaping from the mine?

The two times he went down to the mine, he really looked carefully and saw no other mines extending upward.

When he came up from the mine, he happened to see Walker chatting with a few mixed elves in the courtyard. These mixed elves wanted to take advantage of the evening to do restorative exercises in the yard.

Seeing Roy coming out of the mine, several mixed elves stood up straight and took the initiative to say hello to Roy.

"Lord Roy!"

Roy stopped and looked at some training weapons placed on the wooden shelves, and asked casually: "Are you guys going to start doing restorative exercises now?"

The mixed-blood elf quickly answered with a smile: "If you don't move a little bit, your body will become rusty..."

Roy looked at Walker, pulled him aside, and asked him in a low voice: "Walker, let me ask you... you have lived under the mine for so long, have you ever thought about digging a tunnel upward to escape?"

"More than thinking about it! We originally dug two mine tunnels leading to the ground, but they were discovered by plateau headhunters both times. Many of our companions died in those two incidents. Later, we no longer had that idea." Walker He answered honestly.

It turned out to be the reason for those plateau headhunters, so it seemed to make sense.

In fact, those plateau headhunters are also experts at drilling holes. When the cavalry vanguard regiment is chasing the plateau headhunters, once they are allowed to run back into the mountains, they will disappear in the blink of an eye.

Roy suspected that they were hiding in a secret cave...

Thinking about how to make the gray dwarves dig in the mine, Roy walked back to his room on the third floor.

There was actually a letter placed in the most eye-catching place on the desk. Roy walked over and saw the beautiful words on the envelope, and knew it was from Moira.

Roy wrote three letters a while ago and asked Captain Berkeley to help him send them out.

The first letter was written to Ms. Belinda. It mainly introduced his life in the Partington plane and told her not to worry. In fact, Roy didn't know how long it would take for Ms. Belinda to see her. After all, she is now He should still be traveling in Darnassus City.

Another letter was written to Moira, Sabrina, Woods and Miss Tiffany, mainly because they were about to usher in a new vacation, and Roy planned to invite them to visit Pagisto Plateau.

The third letter was written to Xavier, the Dark Moon Elf assassin. Roy was in Castletown and needed to write a letter to Xavier every month, but in Patin where communication was extremely inconvenient. In the Partington plane, that letter was the first letter Roy wrote to Xavier in the two months since he came to the Partington plane.

In fact, Roy wrote another long letter to Xavier the day before yesterday, which was full of the names of Dark Moon Elf prisoners. He wanted to ask Xavier to help confirm whether the information about the Dark Moon Elf was true...

The first letter Roy waited for was a reply from Moira and the others:

'Dear Roy, maybe when you receive the letter, we have already set off on the road, maybe we are making active preparations for the trip, no matter what, we have unanimously decided to go to Pagisto Plateau during the holiday. Looking for you, just wait for us on the plateau. ’

In addition, the four people also wrote some daily life details to Roy. Moira said that the Temple of Liberty was in dire straits, and Woods told Roy that he had grafted the main mast of the Black Pearl and the keel of the ship. Together, the Black Pearl's keel and mainmast are now alive.

The names of Moira, Sabrina, Tiffany and Woods were signed on the back.

Roy leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and recalled those beautiful days in Castletown. He put down the letter in his hand and decided to take a good bath...

Tomorrow we will see if the group of gray dwarves can resist the temptation of rum. I hope those gray dwarves can run out to mine.

Roy saw the second letter on the table from the valley camp. It should be the battle report of the Silver Pegasus Legion in the past few days.

Opening the envelope, it turned out to be true.

Unexpectedly, in just half a month, the Silver Pegasus Legion had already entered the hinterland of the Pagisto Plateau, and Earl Swinburne occupied seven mines in one breath...

Seeing this news, Roy was a little dumbfounded...

If the expansion continues like this, he will not be able to return to Castletown to go to school within two years...