Just when the goblin businessman was holding an empty water glass in a daze, a young voice suddenly sounded from behind him...
"Do not look back... ... "
Goblin merchant Tarkin Hillman froze. The crisis warning and the familiar voice made him not know how to react. After a long time, he murmured: "I'll just say Well, I, Tajin, have always been correct in my investment vision, and you are indeed still alive..."
"..." Goron fell into silence. To be honest, although he finally decided to have direct contact with this cunning and cunning goblin businessman who had cooperated with him for a long time, he didn't know how to contact him. Negotiate. Now Gron needs all the help that may come in handy, but at the same time he has no escape route. Any wrong decision will lead to irreversible consequences. The goblin race is not a partner that can be relied upon in most of the stories in Goron's mind.
"How long have you been here? I... did you hear what I just said?" Finding that Goron was not as grateful to him as he imagined, he presented a lot of gold coins with both hands, and Ta Jin felt somewhat uneasy. After all, he did not have a clear conscience. Not to mention that his treatment of those ogre cubs was actually no different from his treatment of other slaves. Moreover, he had other selfish motives, of course. , and he cannot deny that if the conditions are attractive enough, it is not completely impossible for him to betray the batch of ogre cubs in his hands. Tarkin, who has been dealing with Gronn for a long time, knows that Gronn must also know this. Although goblins are greedy and cunning, they actually don't like deception and concealment.
"..."
Regarding the little ogre who was always silent, the goblin businessman, who was anxious in his heart, finally went crazy: "Oh~~~! Time is gold! If you remain silent like this, there is no way to continue this conversation. If you continue, you will be wasting time and gold coins~~~!”
"Don't look back, don't try to see my appearance, get rid of everyone, take me to see those children, the rest. Wait until I see them." Goron said in a deep voice.
"...Okay, as you wish. Speaking of...when did you start using muskets again..." Although I was feeling uneasy, I even began to doubt the familiar voice behind me. Is the master the little ogre he has been waiting for? But the goblin businessman who felt the cold muzzle on the back of his head and wanted to keep his life and continue to feel the fragrance of gold coins couldn't say "no" at all, although it was impossible for ordinary ogres to use muskets, which required skills and A new weapon in his mind, but Tarkin had seen with his own eyes the scene of Gronn chasing other ogre cubs all over the village with a captured musket. I don't think it's anything surprising.
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For any reason. Tarkin obviously had no intention of worrying the mysterious man behind him. He first opened the door and yelled at the nearby guards to leave. Faced with this goblin boss who frequently punished his employees by deducting wages, the hired guards obviously thought that they could keep their jobs. The pitiful salary is far more important than strict compliance with safety regulations. There is no need for the stingy goblin to shout a second time. The surrounding guards include more than a dozen people who originally guarded the mine. In an instant, they were all gone.
Targang, who was very satisfied with the execution of his subordinates' orders, was about to turn around when he heard the sound of muskets being loaded behind him. He trembled all over, the two movements collided violently, and his neck was almost twisted out of position. He moaned several times before he could say with a smile: "Please follow me, they are all in the cave."
"Why are they still in the cave now?" There was anger in Goron's voice. Those ogre cubs are still in the mine at this time. They either work all night long or don't even have an ordinary resting place. , living in a dank underground cave where the sun never shines all day long. No matter what the reason was, it was enough to make Goron's finger pull the trigger.
"No, no, no, please don't misunderstand. They are all resting now. Although I am indeed asking them to work for me, I strictly abide by the legal working hours... And you know that now you are eating with your hands. Human demons are no longer the existence that no one dares to provoke. The transaction price of an ogre cub in the slave market even makes me tempted. Listen to these guns that are still ringing. I know that any creature will turn into a lunatic in front of the wonderful gold coins. How dare I let them wander outside? Moreover, they are actually living well underground."
Goron was silent again, but his heart could not be calm at all. Following Tarkin into the mine, at the entrance of the mine, when he saw Tarkin taking off a heavy coat from the hanger next to him and putting it on, Gronn felt a little strange. After all, with the current weather, even in the mine He shouldn't have to wear such thick winter clothes in the cave, but the moment his body passed through the entrance of the mine, a cold breath that froze his heart and soul swept through his body, and Gron couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body. Stiff, I heard the goblin businessman in front say: "Isn't it very cold... This mine will become like this from time to time, and the cold always comes very suddenly. It only takes a few minutes to change the habit. The locals in the tropics freeze to death or become disabled by freezing. Even us goblins will feel uncomfortable, so ordinary absentees cannot work here at all, but it doesn't matter to you ogres. Although it will be a little uncomfortable at first, but As long as you get used to it, it'll be fine. Unless... you're not an ogre."
Although Goron knew that the cunning goblin had not warned him in advance, he was still doubting his identity and testing himself. If Goron was impersonated by someone else, he would probably be frozen by the cold in an instant. Fortunately, The blood of ogres flows in his body, and the abnormal resistance in his racial talent is enough to enable him to resist this strange cold. Balu had not mentioned this matter to Gronn before, which proved that the ogre really didn't care much about such a harsh environment.
Finding that the muzzle of the gun behind his head moved again, it was obvious that the mysterious man could adapt to this weird cold. Tarkin couldn't tell whether he was happy or regretful, so he could only lead him forward.
The conditions in the cave are very harsh, the air is polluted, and the temperature is close to zero. The only light is the special oil lamp held by Tarkin. Moreover, it is connected in all directions, and the cave has many branches and forks. It is basically an underground maze. If no one leads the way, Ge Long even doubted whether he could go out again along the original path.
"This place is very big, very big. I don't know how long this mine has been mined, but since I took over here, I have invested a lot of manpower and material resources to try to fully explore this place, but in the end it ended in failure. There are many areas sent to Most of the people never came back, and even though some people came back, they went completely crazy and died within a few days, so now no one knows everything about this place, and no one knows where those damn tunnels lead to. , I don’t even know if it has an end, but you don’t have to worry, your people have been placed in an absolutely safe area, and the reason why this gold mine has not been completely abandoned over the years is because whenever people want to. When it comes to sealing it permanently, there are always new, relatively safe veins that can be mined for gold.”
Suddenly, the muzzle of Gronn's gun moved. He leaned forward and said softly to the goblin businessman walking in front: "Didn't you see something thirty meters ahead on the left?"
The goblin merchant Tarkin was startled and instinctively looked to the left and ahead. It was an unexplored branch of the cave, but it was dark inside and there was nothing.
"No... I didn't see anything. Is there a mouse?"
Gronn silently paid attention to Tarkin Hillman's reaction, and finally confirmed that he did not see anything, so he whispered: "It's nothing... Let's keep moving forward."
"You're so weird." The goblin merchant muttered in a low voice, and wrapped the very thick coat tightly around his body, and continued: "Damn it, it's getting colder and colder, where can I go? Find miners who can work hard for me..."
Goron looked calm, but the palm of his hand holding the gun was soaked with sweat. In fact, he did not tell the truth just now. At the entrance of the deep and dark cave, a figure wearing a blue dress floated in the air. Looking at them with deep and empty eyes...
Gronn didn't dare to look directly at the ghost, and he couldn't turn around and escape before he saw the clansman with his own eyes, so he could only turn around and escape from the ghost like a goblin businessman who couldn't see anything. As he passed by under his eyes, not sure if it was an illusion, Goron clearly felt a cold gaze lingering on his back, and even his cheeks felt like they were being gently touched by something cold. , the pores all over Gronn's body tightened, and goose bumps arose layer after layer, but he suppressed his body's instinctive reaction and did not dare to look back. He just pretended that nothing was wrong and continued to follow the goblin businessman.
Fortunately, after entering another tunnel, this feeling of being followed by something finally disappeared. The nagging goblin businessman in front of him seemed unwilling to stop his mouth for a moment, and Goron spit out a mouthful. Ruid, he didn't let Tarkin shut his mouth, but he became even more silent.
finally... ...
"Here we are."
Goron was refreshed. Following the direction of the goblin's finger in front, he saw a bright light. The originally narrow tunnel suddenly became brighter. The walls were inlaid with many luminous crystals. I don't know if it was because of the light. It seemed that the The penetrating coldness was also dissipated a little. After walking in, Gron saw at first glance that the thick thatch stacks were filled with half-sized blue-skinned ogres...
******(To be continued...)