In the corridor, the loyal servant ran panting and rushed to Dofink's bedroom, slamming the door hard and unable to conceal his excitement in his tone.
"Master, that Downton blew up the big foremen and killed many people."
Bang, Dofink pulled open the door, his face full of disbelief, "What? Say it again?"
"That young man killed only three of the big foremans. They promised to hand over 30,000 gold coins and survived." The servant bent down with a respectful expression.
"Great, I really saw him right." Dofink clapped his hands happily and laughed, "Haha, if a nail is driven in, I don't believe it can't open a crack."
"Master, I'm not that optimistic. The chief engineer brought people to trouble him." The servant hurried back for this reason.
"How did he do it?" Dofink was very worried, fearing that Downton would be drawn over.
"He beat up several overseers, and the two sides are now in a stalemate." The servant estimated that Downton was about to be promoted, so he didn't mind saying a few good words for him, "That young man is very tough and deserves to be cultivated."
"Very good, you go and ask Hamlet to go out and save Downton." After saying this, Dofink sighed. He was a mine manager who wanted to take care of someone, but he actually asked mercenaries to come forward. It was really depressing.
"Harley has gone. Do you have any other instructions?" The servant said sweetly, "You didn't eat much for dinner. Would you like to ask the kitchen to make some snacks?"
"No, you go tell Ram that from now on, Downton will be the new overseer." Dofink regarded Downton as a sharp blade to break the situation. Of course, he would not feel bad if he died.
"Well!" The servant was about to leave when he was stopped by Dofink's wife.
"Wait, just let him be a big foreman." A middle-aged woman in a nightgown stood behind her husband. "As long as Downton is a big foreman, he will have conflicts with the supervisor. Once he is promoted to the supervisor, his status will be different. Who dares
What do you guarantee he will do?"
Dofink was silent, and he was able to climb to his current position. He is not stupid. He has no kindness to Downton, and has never even met him. If he knew the current situation in the mine, he might switch sides.
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The servant stood aside quietly, waiting for his master's decision.
"Do as Madam says!" Dauphinke waved his hand in disinterest. The matter of the mine was too much a headache for him.
"Observe Downton for a few more days, and then find a time. Treat him to a meal. If he has good character, support him as a supervisor." His wife helped Dofink rub his shoulders and comforted him, "Don't bother.
I believe that everything will be alright."
"Hey, I hope so!" Dofink sighed.
There are currently three forces in the Dagger Mine. The first is headed by the chief engineer and the garrison leader. They are the direct descendants of Doshav and control everything in the mine. Without them, the daily operations of the mine will immediately be paralyzed, and they
It also controls all the miners through the big foremen and mine tyrants, which is why Dofink has never been able to capture them.
The second force is the mining tyrants. These people were once gangsters, thieves, murderers, and in short, criminals who have violated the law. Because of Placido's stinginess and greed, he was unwilling to hang them directly, but sent them to
Mine, dig for him.
Because of their background and experience, although these people are not many in number, they are the most ruthless, and the most troublesome thing is that these people obey orders from the supervisor.
The remaining third group is civilians serving labor and ordinary miners who make a living by mining all year round. Although they are large in number, they have the lowest status. Under the control of the big foremen, they do the heaviest work and earn a lot of money.
Get a meager salary.
Dofink was in a situation where he was besieged from all sides. If he hadn't hired two hundred mercenaries when he came here, he might have been assassinated and thrown into the mines by now.
"That Downton shouldn't let us down. He even dares to fight the big foreman and supervisor. As long as he is not stupid, it means he is very scheming and has already thought of a way out. In the past few days, we will try to find a way to deepen their relationship.
The conflict between them makes them irreconcilable." The middle-aged woman is not a good person either. She opens her mouth with poisonous tactics, forcing Downton to charge into the battle for Dofink.
Downton, who still didn't know that he was being plotted, gripped his battle ax tightly and prepared to go on a killing spree. He would never be captured without mercy. Looking at the attitude of the chief engineer, he knew that once he was captured, he would definitely be dead.
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"Stop it all!"
The battle that was about to break out was stopped by a loud roar.
Hamlet, wearing a set of white knight armor, led a group of mercenaries and walked over quickly. When he saw the blood and corpses on the ground, he frowned, then he lowered his head slightly and prayed softly.
Halley looked pious and sang hymns to appease the souls of the dead.
"Is this guy mentally ill?" Jackson handed the grimoire to Downton and muttered.
"I met this moralistic knight again, but he looks really cool!" Even the well-informed Grimoire said with rare emotion, Hamlet has a handsome appearance, as handsome as an elf.
You must know that elves are a race famous for their beauty in the mainland. Regardless of male or female, even the ugliest guy would be a beauty among humans. Therefore, the price of elf slaves has always been high, causing buyers to rush for them.
"Thank you for your life-saving kindness last time." After Hamlet thanked Downton, he looked at Jackson and pulled out the knight's sword, "Ghoul, this is not the place you should be. Go back to the deathrattle plane, or undergo purification.
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"Undead?" The chief engineer and his party were startled. Even the guards nearby couldn't help but retreat. This time they looked at the sixteen 'iron cans' with deep fear and apprehension in their eyes.
In the propaganda of the Holy See of Light, undead creatures are evil existences, and all of them should be burned at the stake.
"Jiejie, I believe the knight's brains must be very delicious." Before Jackson could finish his threat, Downton punched him in the head.
"Do you want to eat me too?"
"I'm joking." Jackson was dumbfounded. It suddenly remembered that its owner was also a paladin, so it quickly apologized.
"Is it your demon servant?" Hamlet put away his sword, looked at Jackson, and reminded Downton in a sincere tone, "You have to be careful, these monsters have no faith. If the opportunity comes, they will definitely kill you."
"Well, I'll pay attention." Downton breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Harley was not a rigid knight who didn't know how to adapt and would no longer cause trouble for Jackson.
"Hey, don't slander my image, but Sir Knight, I apologize for being rude just now." Jackson knelt on the ground.
"If you dare to make a sneak attack, I will twist off your head and use it as a potted plant." Downton knew what kind of Jackson he had signed a death contract with.
"How could that be? I sincerely apologize." Jackson laughed and let go of the crossbow.
"Stay there for a while." Downton didn't believe it.
"Mr. Jackson hates handsome men. Well, actually, the master is not bad looking either." The ghoul touched its chin with a depressed look on its face. It actually really wanted to shoot Harley in the face.
"Hey, do you think I don't exist?" Seeing that he was ignored, the chief engineer's lungs almost exploded with anger.
"Are you responsible for these dead people?" Hamlet asked, "Then kneel down and repent, and may the goddess forgive you for your sins."
"Who do you think you are? Do you dare to interfere in my affairs?"
The Chief Engineer spat out a mouthful of phlegm and wanted to slap Harley to death. This knight was a devout believer of the Goddess of Flame. He was so bad at killing good people that he even rescued dirty kobolds. In order to avoid the ore tax, he had already fought with his own thugs.
Less fights.
"Killing thugs and punishing sins is the duty of every paladin!" Harley waved his right hand, and a golden halo exploded, covering the mercenaries, blessing them with divine magic.
"Boy, if you have the guts, you'll hide for the rest of your life. Let's go!" After giving Downton a dead look, the supervisor said harsh words and left with his men.
The strength shown by Hamlet really makes Ram jealous. He has many insidious ways to deceive people, so he doesn't have to rush to kill him directly.
"Just let them go like this?" The beaten supervisor covered his chin, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Nonsense, are all the grass growing in your heads? Use all the cruel methods you usually use to repair the miners, and kill anyone who dares to get close to Downton." Ram got angry, "I want to make that damn person
The boy understands that without my permission, let alone the big foreman, he can't even be a miner."
The supervisors were excited and prepared to work hard. The boss's words meant that they could take advantage of the opportunity to exploit the miners unscrupulously and make a lot of money.
"Thank you." Although I had only met him twice, Hamlet's character was truly impeccable and made Downton very fond of him. You should know that in such a crisis, not even one of his close friends showed up.
"Thank you for what? Fighting evil is what a Paladin should do!" Hamlet wanted to smile, but his facial expression was too stiff. "To thank you for your life-saving kindness last time, I treat you to a midnight snack."
When the fun was over, the miners were talking among themselves and were about to leave when they saw Dofink's loyal servant running over in a hurry.
"Downton, hurry up and get rid of the trouble here. The boss allows you to enter the foreman's building."
The servant had actually arrived long ago, but the presence of a group of overseers made him afraid to show up at all.
There was a lot of noise, and the miners looked at Downton this time with eyes filled with envy and, of course, some schadenfreude.
"Downton is so lucky. He is the first big foreman whose status is recognized by Dauphink himself. He will definitely prosper in the future."
"Fart, the overseers will definitely kill him. Before Downton can have a feast, he will probably become an abandoned corpse in the mine."
"Come on, you haven't seen how heroic they are in crushing the big foremen. With Dofink's support, maybe we can really get rid of those overseers. Then it will be a good thing for us, at least we won't have to be blackmailed or blackmailed.
Already."
"Who are you?" Downton had good hearing, but he didn't pay attention to those gossips at all and stretched out his arm to the servant.
"I am Lord Dofink's servant!" Zhongpu smiled hypocritically, looking at the fifteen 'iron cans' standing behind Downton, wondering what reason to ask for a set of armor. (To be continued.
