"That's hard to say," the owner of the inn lowered his body, approached a few people and whispered: "But if you are not short of money, you can try to find a few famous local adventure groups; those adventurers have been to the forest. Many times in China, I also drew a map of the surrounding area—"
"map?"
"It's not cheap."
Brando nodded and asked about the local situation. Mainly about the work and rest of the workers, as well as some patrol time of the soldiers in the mining area, and so on-of course, he himself under the guise of an adventurer-as for the owner of the hotel, he regarded him as a noble heir who had no idea how to make fun of him.
Neither of them cared about this misunderstanding, and the conversation went on very harmoniously, and it didn't take Brando much time to inquire about the news. After a short moment, he turned his head back-at this time several ladies had found a place in the hall to sit down, Brando looked over there and was about to walk over, but he stopped before that.
A dwarf stood in front of him.
"Please let me." Oldham, who was already a little drunk, squinted his small eyes. He could barely see the young man in front of him—like the one who came in before, he thought—but it didn’t matter, he just wanted to. knowledge:
What does the other party want to block in front of you
The old dwarf shook his head to figure it out.
But Brando was a little bit dumbfounded, it was as if this avenue was obviously a foot wide, but this damn dwarf had to stand in front of him and say that he was in his way.
It's just that he doesn't have the time to make trouble here, hesitated for a moment or stepped aside. But at this moment, Brando was stunned.
The dwarf's blush was red, which made Brando thought at first that it was just a hilly dwarf that was very common in the local area, but after taking a closer look, Brando noticed the light gray complexion on the opponent's arm.
The young man's heart jumped heavily.
Rune dwarf.
He almost thought that he was not awake, and almost squeezed his cheek to confirm whether he was drunk or the other party was drunk.
Rune dwarves are not as conspicuous as silver elves in Voend’s history. They come from the underground of Joe Gendigang just like the cavemen. However, unlike the general underground peoples, they are the underground people of silver that have long since disappeared.
Legend has it that the rune dwarves annihilated their race in the war before the end of the age of chaos.
Another legend is that this nation has a city at the other end of the Mercury Sea in the underground world. But no matter which kind, Brando never expected to see a living rune dwarf here, yes, light gray skin is their most conspicuous feature.
Apart from this, there is no other kind of dwarf in this world with such a complexion.
These dwarves from the Silver Age are the builders of the Plain of Steel. Their architectural art apologizes in the age of chaos and is as famous as the craftsmen and wizards of Buga. But the rune dwarves are not satisfied with this evaluation—it's just that one of their creations is underground and the other is in the sky, and they have never had a chance to teach themselves.
But Brando had calmed down after a brief astonishment.
It may also be the bloodline living outside. Brando knows that no matter what the characteristics, there are some adventurous and wandering ethnic groups in each race.
However, most of these survivors only inherited more or less common ground in their blood. As for how much cultural inheritance is left, only the genius knows; the ancient survivors are actually not a minority in Woende, but there are many people who even I don't even know my origin.
It's like if Brando hadn't seen the description of the rune dwarf, he wouldn't necessarily recognize this drunk guy.
However, when he thought so, Oldham had passed him staggeringly. Brando turned his head and watched the old dwarf separate the crowd and walk out, leaving only one back.
Brando thought for a moment, but didn't immediately follow. There is nothing to talk about with a drunk guy, not to mention that he looks like a worker in this place, and it will probably not disappear for a while.
His goal is to take control of this silver mine, and then contact with the other party will be much better. But even so, he turned around and asked the middle-aged humane:
"Who is that?"
"An old guy, he seems to be called Oldham. He has been here for a while." The middle-aged man didn't know why this young noble would be interested in a sloppy dwarf. "He is a small steward in the mining area. ."
"what for?"
"It's just a supervisor."
"I heard that he has any specialties? For example, construction projects?" Brando asked further.
The middle-aged man was taken aback and shook his head: "I have never heard of it."
"Oh, I thought the dwarves are all construction experts." Brando smiled and said deliberately.
"That's the mountain dwarf from the north, guest."
Brando nodded, letting go of the matter, then turned and walked back to the table where the ladies were. When he approached, Roman and Medissa were talking about each other, but they all stopped at the same time and looked at the young lord.
"What's the matter?" Uta asked.
"It's nothing," Brando shook his head. "But I inquired about the local news, the situation is a little bit ugly."
"What's the matter?" There was a trace of worry in Uta's eyes. Apart from Brando, only she was most concerned about the success or failure of this matter.
"We originally thought that workers would go in and out of the mining area every day, but what I just inquired about is not the case," Brando whispered: "The workers actually only go in town for one day each week. Go back to the mining area, knowing that I will leave there after Saturday."
"The other party has very strict management of workers."
"Yes, so that we have less chance of fishing in troubled waters." Brando said.
"What's the problem?" Qian asked puzzledly.
"There are two points. It is not difficult to control the mining area. As long as you kill the swordsman with the gold median strength, the remaining more than one hundred people are not enough to watch. But it must be silent and not arouse Pallas's direction. Attention, it’s a little troublesome."
"But I, sir, you and Princess Medissa, will the three of us have any problems with a golden median enemy?" The red-haired girl frowned and asked back.
"Of course not, but you should know how dynamic the gold-level match is." Brando replied.
"As long as one person knows that the mining area is under attack, the news will spread like wildfire. In a few days, Sir Pallas will understand this matter better than we do!"
"We can block the news." Roman proposed.
"Sir Pallas is not a fool. There has been no news from Schaffdren for a long time, and he will be suspicious." Brando shook his head: "We can only control this place and make it work as usual, secretly becoming a fir. The city can deliver silver."
Brando didn't finish speaking, but everyone knew what would happen next.
The silver will be secretly transported to the mint and minted into private coins. This is a secret that the local lords don't need to disclose. In fact, Brando had already commissioned Shire to search for the secret mint that Grudin might be hiding in a manor outside Fir City.
In fact, these are all gallows, but as Brando often said, a death row prisoner doesn't care whether the noose around his neck is one or two.
After Qian was startled, she nodded slowly in understanding.
"Can't you lead him out, or take advantage of him when he is outside, it's impossible for that human to stay in the mining area?" The silver elf princess suggested in a soft voice.
"It's okay, but if he doesn't come out once a month, don't we have to wait here for a month?" Brando shook his head: "So we still have to take the initiative, at least sneak into the mining area to find out the other party's law of action; Besides, to control the mining area, our people will have to penetrate sooner or later—"
Medissa also nodded.
"Then what shall we do, Lord Lord?" Yuta asked in a low voice.
"Shhh, don't call me Lord Lord here," Brando glanced around, and then said: "Actually, I have heard not only the bad news, but also two good news!"
No one intervened this time, as if waiting for him to follow.
"The first news is that nearby adventurers may have privately drawn maps of the mining area. I think this news is likely to be true. According to my knowledge, adventurers often do this kind of thing."
"Yes, big... Master," the head of the mercenary saw Brando's gaze swept over and hurriedly changed her name, biting out the title with great difficulty: "Sometimes adventurers will join forces with the local Brotherhood of Thieves. The nobles usually turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, and they won’t do anything anyway."
"What about the second news?" The merchant lady asked curiously.
"I learned that adventurers here actually occasionally go to the mining area to do some work for a while. You know, adventurers don't support themselves all the time."
When Uta heard the news, he couldn't help but stunned: "The nobles are willing to let these troublesome guys into the mining area?"
"Why not, the mining area needs labor. It is not allowed to bring weapons into the mining area, nor is it allowed to take away even a piece of ore when leaving. In the mining area, the ore is exchanged for money and food. What can these adventurers afford? Come?"
"Furthermore, this matter has caused Earl Dernell's territory. Who will cause trouble besides us?" Brando asked in a low voice.
"Then we can get in?" The red-haired girl's eyes lit up.
"You can't, I can, and others can also," Brando shook his head: "The mining area will not take in women, otherwise the world will really mess up."
Several people glanced at each other, and each saw the feasibility of the plan in each other's eyes. If you can get into the mining area as a worker, it would be too easy to find out the law of action of the security team inside.
But what exactly should I do
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