Path of light

Chapter 386 387. Dark Road

The gray dwarf Dasher had obviously anticipated what Roy wanted to say, and there was no surprise on his face when he heard Roy's words.

He stepped back calmly, put one hand on the barrel, and said loudly to Roy:

"Owner of the mine, actually if you are dissatisfied with anything, we can negotiate. You can't not give us even a chance! This is unreasonable..."

The gray dwarves kept approaching the low mine behind them. This time Dasher was too careless and walked out of the safe distance of the mine. He wanted to make up for the distance quietly, but those dark moons lurking in the dark The elf warriors had already arrived behind Dasher first.

When a dagger was pressed against Dasher's throat, Dasher had no idea of ​​struggling.

An arm tightly strangled Dasher's neck. Dasher was a gray dwarf. He was born with no neck, and the muscles on his shoulders were as hard as iron. This choke method was used to treat a strong gray dwarf. Dwarves are useless.

The two mixed elves standing behind Roy ran up and tied Dasher's wrists with hemp ropes.

At the same time, the two brothers Malanduo and Magdy were also held to their necks by the Darkmoon Elf warriors with long swords, and the three gray dwarves were tied up by the Elf warriors.

"Take us inside." Roy pointed to the dwarf mine tunnel in front of him that was full of traps, and said to Dasher.

There was a trace of struggle on Dasher's face, but the pain caused by the sharp weapon on his neck made him wake up immediately. He cursed angrily: "You are a devil" and remained silent.

Roy walked over, reached out and patted Dasher's rough cheek twice.

"Don't be so impulsive. It won't help your bad situation, and it may even make it worse." After Roy said this, he motioned for Dasher to go ahead.

Entering the dwarf mine tunnel, there are indeed various traps set up inside.

In the mine, the gray dwarves have all gone out to dig for gemstones. Many traps and mechanisms require dwarves to control them in the mine, but now the control positions in the mine are empty. Roy brought the Dark Moon Elves and Mixed-Blood Elves. The soldiers easily reached the end of the mine, in front of a bunker.

It is hard to imagine that gray dwarves would suddenly have the idea to build a bunker in a mine. It really looks impressive.

Elder Apton stood at the entrance of the bunker, behind him was a group of gray dwarf warriors, only a dozen of them.

They were naked from the waist up, holding mining picks and stone hammers in their hands, but the mixed-blood elf warriors on the opposite side opened their alloy bows one after another, and their sharp arrow clusters shone in the light of the lanterns.

The height of the dwarf mine tunnel was only 1.5 meters, and Roy had to bend his waist to pass it. When he came to the front of the bunker, it was a little more spacious.

Elder Apton finally did not do anything stupid. Instead of letting the gray dwarves behind him fight desperately, he chose to surrender without mercy.

The mixed-blood elf warriors rushed forward and tied up all the gray dwarves with ropes.

Roy walked around the dwarf bunker and found that the bunker was quite exquisitely decorated, with stone tables, chairs, beds, and fireplaces. Everything was in the style of the dwarves, with a rough and rustic feel.

The plates on the table were piled with dried mushrooms, and there was a faint smell of wine in the cups.

After all the gray dwarves in the bunker surrendered, Roy sat on a stone chair and said to Captain Timothy: "You can take action over there."

Timothy hurriedly left the dwarf bunker with all the Dark Moon Elf warriors. The Dark Moon Elves in the second mine were ready. The elf warriors easily captured all the gray dwarves who were mining gem mines.

Roy's operation took less than an hour from start to finish.

Nearly one hundred and sixty gray dwarves were gathered in the natural mine, with dozens of lanterns hung around them, illuminating the entire cave hall.

The faces of a group of gray dwarves showed expressions of humiliation and anger, and some even shouted: "Damn it, you dishonest elves!"

With a straight face, Roy stared at these gray dwarves who were still unyielding after being captured.

They have the reckless, irritable and bad temper of the dwarves, as well as the cunning, greed and profit-seeking of the gray dwarves. Even if their hands are tied, they still dare to curse loudly.

The mixed-blood elf warriors standing behind them kicked down the restless gray dwarves one after another, and the cave finally became quieter.

Roy rubbed his face. At this time, he couldn't flinch or have any mercy.

He wants to establish a new system in the second mine, and this step must be taken...

Roy jumped on a big rock and said loudly to a group of gray dwarf captives:

"This has always been a place free from any laws."

The cave was buzzing with his voice. His voice drowned out everyone, and even the noisy gray dwarf captives became quiet.

Roy continued:

"When I walk in this mine filled with darkness, the first thing I think of is the elves who have been bullied by you."

"I know that many of you are from the Queen Egwene Islands. You robbed Janna, elves, and human merchant ships in those waters. You were sent here after becoming prisoners of war. You need to spend the rest of your life to redeem yourself for the crimes you committed in the first half of your life. sin."

"But you are still restless in this mine. I have reached a deal with you, exchanging the gem mine for rum."

"I gave you the greatest trust and respect, allowing you to dig gem mines anywhere in the mine. You exchanged my gem mines for my rum, and all you paid was a little physical strength, but how did you do it? made?"

"...Shocking inferior goods as good ones?"

"...mixed waste ore to deceive me?"

"Is this how you treat a new mine owner who fully trusts you and is willing to entertain you with fine wine?"

"For you to be able to do such a thing, there must be someone instigating you behind the scenes."

"This time... I will publicly execute this dishonest gray dwarf here!"

"Bring Elder Apton up..."

When Roy said this, Elder Ampton was tied up and pushed in front of Roy. Two Dark Moon Elf warriors put their feet on Elder Ampton's leg sockets.

With a 'pop', Elder Apton knelt on the rock. He stared with big eyes and struggled to stand up.

The gray dwarves immediately wanted to rush forward in excitement. Although they had ropes tied to their bodies, they still struggled like wild bulls.

The blood vessels in the necks of many gray dwarves bulged, and their faces turned red from holding back.

Roy said loudly:

"I won't offend all the gray dwarves because of this matter, but if you want to rush up and be tortured with your elder Mr. Elders, go together to meet your ancestors.”

Roy's voice was a little sharp.

The gray dwarf who was struggling the most had already rushed in front of Elder Apton. Vice-Captain Tennyson followed behind him. Without any hesitation, the horn-sharp knife in his hand directly scratched the gray dwarf's neck. The blood was like a fountain. The same gurgling came out.

The gray dwarf didn't even cry out in pain, but fell to the ground covering his wound with both hands.

Someone died, and the gray dwarves immediately stopped. Everyone looked at their compatriots lying in a pool of blood in horror.

How noisy it was before, it is so quiet now.

Roy said to Captain Timothy: "Execution!"

Captain Timothy drew out the elf sword from his waist without expression, came to Elder Ampton, and put the tip of the sword against Elder Ampton's throat.

Elder Ampton's skin had a rocky sheen.

It is said that the older a dwarf gets, the tougher their skin becomes.

But at this moment, his face had turned purple, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and all the stubbornness, irritability, and strength on his face were gone, and turned into a look of pitiful pleading.

Captain Timothy raised his head and glanced at Roy, then turned to look at the gray dwarves behind him. With a little force on his wrist, the tip of the sword pierced Elder Apton's throat, then penetrated into the chest and cut several of them directly. Heart tube, a large amount of blood splashed outward along the neck wound.

Elder Apton's face became extremely distorted due to pain and fear. His eyes were wide open and blood sprayed from his mouth and nose.

He fell down on the stone platform and only twitched a few times before becoming motionless. Blood almost covered the entire stone platform.

Roy jumped down from the stone platform and strode towards the gray dwarves.

"Who else wants to publicly express their opposition to this execution? You can stand up now and I will treat you with the most basic dignity!"

Facing Roy's aggressiveness, the gray dwarves woke up from their fear. All gray dwarves took two steps back. No gray dwarf had the courage to die calmly.

Roy stopped and said loudly to the dark gray dwarf in front of him:

"Very good, since everyone has expressed their agreement with my decision through actions. Then..."

"From now on, everyone! As the mine owner of the second mine, I need you to completely obey the mine's management system: mine ten hours a day, you can apply for one day's rest every six days of work, and turn in ore by yourself every day. It can’t be less than six yuan…”

"Of course, if you fail to complete the daily tasks, you will be warned for the first time and whipped for the second time. I guess no one wants to experience the third punishment."

A group of gray dwarves were silent.

They clearly knew that the most free time in the mine was gone.

…

After dealing with these gray dwarf bandits, Roy asked the mixed-blood elf warriors to temporarily guard them for a while, and then summoned the dark moon elf supervisors in the second mine to gather all the supervisors together.

Roy took inventory and found that there were nearly fifty Dark Moon Elf overseers.

On average, there is one Darkmoon Elf overseer for every three gray dwarf miners.

Roy warned these Dark Moon Elf overseers:

"You need to manage these gray dwarves as separate as possible. You can divide them into three camps first. The basic living materials I provide them cannot be deducted. They are miners and they need physical strength to mine..."

"...As the gray dwarf overseers, you must be well aware of the physical conditions of these gray dwarf miners. I have estimated that each of you can be assigned three dwarf miners. If they die accidentally, it will mean that You will also be unemployed at the same time."

In short, Roy made many requests to the Dark Moon elves.

"knew."

These Dark Moon elves are trapped in the mines. If they don't work as supervisors, they can only pick up the mining picks and dig. No one likes mining...