"That was the equipment given to me by one of my father's best friends." Downton spoke faster, showing an admiring look, "He is very powerful, a dragon-slaying level adventurer."
Downton hopes that this fictitious character can deter those who want to put their greedy dirty hands into his pocket. If they fail, they can only escape back to the dungeon.
"Haha, you don't have to worry, I am a noble viscount and will not take your things, even if it is priceless." Dofink is an experienced person after all, and he can see Downton's concerns.
As a close minister of the Duke of the West, with a noble title and a rich family background, Dofink still has some bottom lines.
"Liszt is going to forcefully buy my battle axe." Downton took the opportunity to file a lawsuit against the mayor's son. He did not dare to believe Dofink's words.
The laws in Frankfurt are more designed to protect the interests of the aristocracy. Little people like Downton are as insignificant as ants.
"You have to be careful, Dosav is a greedy maned dog. If he knows about your luxurious weapons, he will definitely snatch them away." Dofink reminded, trying to pull Downton into his chariot.
"Yes!" Downton nodded respectfully, but he was determined in his heart. He will practice harder in the future and work hard to climb up to become a noble. Anyone who wants to take a bite will have to break him even if he can't kill him.
of big teeth.
"Later, I will ask the servants to post a notice on the bulletin board to inform the whole mine about your promotion to supervisor." Dofink picked up the coffee and took a sip, "You can go out, I am tired."
Downton stood up, saluted the two people and walked out of the room.
"What do you think of him?" Madam asked casually as Downton closed the door. She liked this sensible boy very much.
"If he does a good job, I will vigorously promote him and even give him the position of supervisor." Dofink sighed. There is really no one available for him.
"Is he qualified? I think it would be better to let him serve as our son's attendant." Madam has already arranged Downton's position. She feels that if a commoner boy gets such an opportunity, he will definitely be grateful to her and his wife.
The supervisor position of the Dagger Mine is a generous and decent job for ordinary townspeople on the border of Drankfurt, and it is impossible to get it without spending a huge price.
If they had been in Downton's shoes, they would have knelt down in front of Dofink and kissed his shoes without hesitation.
This is indeed a promotion. But Downton doesn't need it, and he even wants to leave the mine early. There is a huge underground city waiting for him to dig and occupy. Every minute here is a huge waste.
"Robinson must be working non-stop to conquer the Mage Tower." Thinking of that guy, Downton was filled with a sense of crisis. He found an abandoned mine pit that was inaccessible and began to meditate.
Frequently teleporting back to Polusna not only wastes magic stones, but also easily attracts the attention of interested people. Besides, Downton's arrogance has also risen. Others can meditate and increase their strength under the concentration of magic energy in the Western Continent, why can't I?
The Holy Angel operates like a meditation method, and the soul power overflows to form a soul angel, absorbing magic energy with all its strength.
Jackson stayed aside boredly, responsible for guarding.
"It's indeed a lot slower." Looking at the low efficiency, Homer opened the war space and took out a container of magic stones.
The rich magic energy was extracted like mist. The concentration of magic energy in the mine immediately increased, but without any wastage. It all turned into the wings of the soul angel, and was integrated into Downton's body through 'wing shooting'.
Body.
The soul seed is being nourished and restored to the size of a peanut.
After more than three hours, the meditation ended. Downton exhaled, and sporadic light spots flashed.
Downton jumped up, moved his hands and feet, and felt the condition of his body. He couldn't help but sigh. "The dungeon is indeed a good place, but the efficiency is about eight times slower now."
"Just be satisfied. Even without dungeons, your meditation efficiency is five or six times faster than that of ordinary magic users."
"That's it?" Downton was depressed, eager to return to Polusna. Eight times of meditation here was equivalent to one time in the dungeon. When converted into time, it meant that he wasted nearly two days.
"This gap will continue to widen as the soul seed gradually grows. You are only at the third level of the soul. After all, the seed is still in its infancy. It is good to have this level." Homer explained, reminding Downton, "
But don’t be arrogant. Those geniuses can completely defeat the magicians of the same level without any pressure, especially the family seeds cultivated by the wealthy nobles of the nine empires. They were sent into the secret realm with a strong concentration of magic energy at a very young age.
You are going through hard work, so your advantages are not obvious and you have to keep working hard.”
"I really want to leave the mine quickly!" Downton scratched his hair irritably and asked Jackson to leave.
These are the lower class civilians who cannot even control their own lives.
Walking on the road in the mining area, all the miners who met Downton took the initiative to say hello. Following those bloody conflicts, his reputation as the new foreman also spread.
"If there is a chance, let Elaine go into the dungeon to meditate."
Downton held a grass stalk in his mouth and planned his recent trip.
In two or three months, my sister will be on vacation. In previous years, she would come back to spend the summer vacation.
With so many things happening this year, Downton decided to go to the Royal City and spend a summer vacation in the city with his sister. Anyway, he was not short of money and had enough to spend.
"When the time comes, we will rent a big house and enjoy the life in the royal capital for the last month." Downton looked forward to the beautiful days in the future. The common people in Chenwu Town who went out to work described it as like a paradise.
Beautiful dancers, fine wine and food, luxurious residences, and the eldest daughter of a noble family all tempted the country boys to drool too much.
Before Downton could leave the No. 18 mining area, three centurions, composed of guards, ran over and blocked him.
Ahem, the miners were choked by the dust they stepped on and couldn't stop coughing. They hurriedly dodged. If they moved a little slowly, they would be hit by spears.
"Boy, where did you die all afternoon?" Supervisor Ram appeared with a group of supervisors in black uniforms. After pushing through the crowd and facing Downton, he roared at him.
"Jiejie, master, can I eat them?" Jackson stretched his arm behind his waist and held the crossbow. As long as Downton gave the order, it would shoot the chief engineer's head.
This guy's crossbow is always in a cocked state for the convenience of sneak attacks.
"Downton, I advise you to surrender without mercy. This time I have led three centurions, and the number of magicians exceeds one hundred. If you resist, you will be dead." Ram was bluffing. Although he could order these people,
But if the casualties are too great, they will stop fighting.
The guards of the Dagger Mine either came in through connections or were stuffed with money. Their combat effectiveness has long been reduced to a complete mess. Even some of the captains are not even magic users.
"Just these people?" Downton sneered.
"you wanna die."
"Let's all come together, catch him and hang him."
The guards used to bully the miners who dared not resist, making them more courageous and aggressive, but today they were destined to hit the wall.
"Downton, kneel down and beg for mercy." Ram shouted even louder.
"Are you in charge?"
Downton stretched out his left hand to the side, and Jackson, who was following behind, immediately took a step forward and respectfully placed the grimoire in his hand.
The five-meter-high bronze door opened behind Downton, and the heavily armed ghoul servants walked out of the war space and lined up neatly behind Downton.
Downton snapped his fingers, and Jackson understood. He stepped on the ground with his left foot, and green swiftness appeared under the feet of each ghoul.
The shouts of the guards suddenly stopped. It was the first time for many of them to see these heavy infantry.
The thick armor shone with a metallic texture in the sunlight, and was also filled with cold murderous intent. The guards were subconsciously thinking about how many people would have to die before they could break through their defenses. And those haloes, Goddess above,
This is a magical spell that can only be released by Paladins above the war level.
Bang, the ghouls all raised their legs and took a step forward, venting their fighting spirit to the extreme.
"Want to fight?"
Downton held the Torn Dragon Fang and took it off Jackson's back. His cold gaze swept across the guards and finally landed on the Chief Engineer.
"Downton, are you really planning to fight us to the death?" Ram threatened, "Our Lord is Chief Dosav, the most trusted minister of Duke Placido of the West. If you offend him, the entire West will be without you.
A place of refuge.”
Downton shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Even if he put down his axe, the other party would not let him go and might even laugh at his ignorance.
"Hand over the book, battle axe, and dagger, and let these warriors remove their armor. I can plead with Doshaf to spare your life." Ram thought that Downton was afraid, so he threatened and added inducements, "Maybe the Lord will appreciate you.
, and will also give you a position as a supervisor, so that you will not have to worry about food and drink for the rest of your life."
"Who do you think you are? No matter how loud you bark, you are just a dog." Downton snorted coldly, "I say it again, why do you care about me? I rely on these useless guards?"
"Downton, you are looking for death. I am the chief engineer. The entire mine is under my control. I am the master here!" Being humiliated in public, Ram was so angry that his whole face turned red.
This loud roar silenced nearby miners. Some of them were afraid of being affected and ran away without even daring to watch the excitement.
After all, Ram also stayed in the Dagger Mine for more than five years. The number of miners who died at his hands has reached five centurions. He has accumulated too much power.
Neither side compromised. Just when Ram was about to order Downton to be killed, an overseer ran over in a panic and leaned into his ear. While whispering, he kept looking at Downton.
"What?" Ram's face was filled with disbelief, and he pointed at Downton, his hands starting to tremble with anger, "Dofink actually let this kid who has been in the mine for less than a week be promoted to the position of supervisor?"
There was an uproar and noise all around, and the miners all stared at the supervisor who reported the message. They felt that this guy must be joking. (To be continued...)
