The atmosphere of happiness continued, and Gro said to his men: "Go find a few boxes, pack all the ores, and take them back."
"Yes." The guard responded and went to do it.
Richard looked at Old Malen and said, "Thank you."
The strange light in Old Malen's eyes quickly disappeared, and he looked panicked and said quickly: "I don't dare, I don't dare. It's my honor to be able to help Mr. Richard."
Before Richard could say anything the next moment, Gro had already looked at the mine owner Orrick with a serious look, pointed at old Malen and said: "This man did a good job and helped Mr. Richard. You reward him." 10 gold coins can be regarded as punishment for your previous rudeness."
"Um, this..."
"Let's go." Richard saw that the guard had packed a few small cobalt ores in boxes, and said without hesitation.
"Okay." Gro also knew that Richard's time was valuable and wanted to get the matter done within one day. He waved his hand and immediately led the guards on their horses and ran towards the outside of the mine, leaving like the wind.
In the mine, Orric looked at the direction in which Gro and his group were leaving, his expression slightly distorted, hesitating whether to listen to what Gro said just now.
But at this time, Old Malen walked directly in front of him and said with twinkling eyes: "Mr. Mine Owner, don't forget to reward me with 10 gold coins. This is what the prince himself said."
"What if I don't give it to you?" Orrick narrowed his eyes and looked at Old Maren with a bit of threat. Although he felt a little pain in his heart, he could still afford 10 gold coins. But the behavior of Old Malen in front of him made him extremely unhappy, and he wanted to teach Old Malen a lesson so that he could know who the owner of the mine was.
Who knew that Old Malen would not accept this trick at all, and glanced at him and said: "It's okay if you don't give it to me. I'll find an opportunity to tell Prince Gro. By then, His Highness the Prince will know that you deceived him. It’s as simple as a gold coin.”
"You!" Orrick glared, thought for a while and said coldly, "What will happen if you take these 10 gold coins? Do you still want to continue working? Don't be afraid..."
"That's what you said." Old Malen said, "With 10 gold coins, plus my savings from so many years of work, it will be a lot of money, why should I continue to work? Of course I I’m leaving, hurry up, give me the gold coins, I’m in a hurry.”
"I..." Orrick was completely speechless.
…
quite a while.
Orrick stood in the mine and was very angry as he watched old Maren leaving gracefully with a small baggage on his back. But there were a lot of miners around, watching old Mullen go away, and talking about it.
"Old Mullen actually left. I thought he would continue to work."
"I think so too. After all, he has been working for so many years. He was in the mine before I came here. He left as soon as he said he wanted to leave without any nostalgia."
"Yeah, he was there before I came, and he taught me how to mine, and now he's gone."
"Old Maren also taught me and was here before me."
"It seems that when the last mine owner was here, he worked here."
"I heard that he has been around since the mine opened."
"Huh?" The mine owner Orric was stunned. He turned to look at the miners who were talking. He felt something was wrong: "Old Mullen has been working here since the mine opened? How is it possible? How much did he have to do? year!”
"Um, this..." Many miners couldn't explain clearly.
Only then did Orick realize that old Mullen seemed a little mysterious. Although he was just an ordinary miner, no one knew clearly how many years he had been working in the mine, how old he was, where he came from, and why he came. Work as a miner here.
"This..." Orric's eyes flickered, wanting to figure it out, but as soon as his thoughts changed, he immediately threw old Maren away.
No matter how mysterious he is, what can he do? No matter how mysterious he is, he is still just a miner. Just leave, as long as there are still people to work for him.
It's just a pity that he has 10 gold coins. How about sending a few supervisors to catch up and snatch them back? Forget it, let's not cause trouble, just endure it, let the remaining miners work more, and it won't take long before they make money again.
Thinking of this, Orrick turned to look at the miners and said: "Don't be stunned by me, everyone go to work! Hurry up! By the way, old Mullen is gone, the number is less, but every day The amount of ore mined cannot be small, so starting from today, each of you will work for half an hour longer until new miners are recruited!"
"coax!"
The miners were very dissatisfied, but Orric glanced coldly, and the miners collectively became discouraged. They walked to the wall of the mining area with muttering, and started to work honestly. Soon, the sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding" sounded again. .
…
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding", a crisp sound sounded in a corner of the plain.
On the ground, several pieces of white gravel were arranged in strange patterns, and in the middle was a tattered black boot. Old Maron bent over and stood in front of the boot with a solemn expression, holding a large handful of various styles in his hand. Gold coins, eyes fixed on the boots.
Old Mullen tilted his palm, and the gold coins immediately flowed towards the boots like water, making a "ding-dong-dong" sound. It was obvious that there were already a lot of gold coins in the boots at this time.
"Ding-ding-dang-dang, ding-ding-dang-dang..."
The sound kept ringing, and Old Maren kept taking out gold coins from his small package and scattering them, as if there was no end to them, and his boots seemed to have no bottom. No matter how many gold coins he threw in, they were never full.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, an hour...
A full hour passed. Old Mullen continued to scatter gold coins into his boots, with sweat on his face and an extremely nervous expression.
At this time, the boots were still not filled with gold coins, but there was a faint golden light coming out, giving Old Maren some hope.
"Ding-ding-dang-dang, ding-ding-dang-dang..." Old Mullen dropped another handful of gold coins, and finally as he expected, some gold coins were exposed at the top of his boots.
"Phew, we are finally almost successful. This damn curse is finally lifted!" Old Malen said with a slightly distorted expression. The next moment, he reached into the package again and took out the ten gold coins he just got. His breathing was a little heavy. , one by one, sprinkled into the boots.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Every time a gold coin was dropped, Old Malen's body would tremble, and the pupils of his eyes would shrink uncontrollably.
By the time the seventh gold coin fell, Old Mullen's hands were trembling, the pupils of his eyes had shrunk into two black dots, and the tops of his boots were already filled with gold coins, and they were about to overflow.
"breathe-"
Old Malen took a deep breath, loosened his hand, and the eighth gold coin fell down with a crisp sound. Then he saw something was irritating the inside of the boot, and suddenly there was a scream like a crazy woman.
At the same time as the scream came out, visible to the naked eye, the boots vibrated violently. All the gold coins seemed to be swallowed by some evil beast, and were instantly sucked into the boots and disappeared completely. Immediately afterwards, the boots deflated quickly, and with a "pop", a fire burned, and the flames were extremely red.
The blood-red light reflected on Old Mullen's face. Old Mullen's face, hands, feet, limbs, torso, and entire body were changing rapidly.
In the sound of "ka ka ka", old Malen changed from old to young, and finally turned into a man in his thirties.
After looking at his calloused hands and touching the skin that had regained its elasticity, Old Malen closed his eyes and felt everything intoxicated.
He opened his eyes for a while, revealed a sharp gaze, and said to himself: "Oh, you gave me such a vicious curse, set so many harsh conditions on me, and trapped me in this barren place. , preparing me to live in pain like a poor man forever, earning gold coins without relief.
But... what a pity! You still underestimate my perseverance, my character, and my ability! You should have taken a safe approach and killed me directly, but now that I am freed from the curse, you should be careful about my revenge!
Although, after so many years, my level has dropped a lot and my combat power has been severely weakened, but if you give me some time to recover, I will show my terror. "
Old Mullen, or rather Mullen, straightened his body, looked into the distance, and said word by word: "White Stone Tower, just wait, I will settle the score with you soon!"
After speaking, Maren's body twisted and disappeared into the air like smoke.
On the spot, the boots slowly burned out in the blood-red flames and turned into ashes. When the wind blew, they disappeared completely, as if they had never existed.