A strange world

Chapter 956 Section 187. Each choice

Not interested in listening to the foreman's ridiculous excuses, Little Small took him to the open space in the middle of the house, put a rope around his neck in front of all the miners, and lifted him up bit by bit.

The tight hemp rope made the foreman, who was begging for mercy and yelling incoherently, lose his voice. His legs were hanging in the air and he was kicking with both hands, and his face was getting redder and redder...

This scene lasted for dozens of seconds before his struggle completely disappeared, and feces and urine dripped from his trouser legs.

Little Small raised his head and glanced at the silent crowd: "You are free! No one will enslave you anymore!"

"Long live!"

Jeremy raised his hands.

"Long live!"

The members of the Free Blade shouted.

"Long live!"

The miners' cheers echoed throughout the valley.

They raised Little Small to celebrate the disappearance of the shackles.

Lame Babu stood on the periphery of the carnival, watching all this with relief, and murmured: "You did a great job, you couldn't do any better..."

After finally being put down by the miners, he kept saying for a moment: "It's not over yet. The guards have escaped. If we let them escape to Eze Bay, we will be in trouble."

They had a chance to catch up with the other guards, but they couldn't catch up with the mage...

The only chance was that they hadn't exposed the Free Blade and had a chance to prepare or leave.

In any case, Little Small asked the miners to take off the guards' clothes and put them on, and chase them out to try their luck.

"Your voice..."

He asked with concern after returning to Lame Babu.

"I got sick, so it's better this way. What I say with my voice now is more convincing," said Little Small.

Not only his voice, but also his behavior seemed to be a different person.

Lame Babu was curious about what happened these days to make Little Small change so much. Funny to say, his growth was due to "Babu's death."

Half of the miners chasing the guards were divided, and the remaining half, Little Small, asked them to bring out the slave miners who were still in the mine.

In addition to confusion and numbness, there was also an unchanging fear in their eyes.

"Don't be afraid, we won't become the new guards."

Leaving the task of comforting and transforming them to the lame Babu, Little Small led everyone to the open-air cemetery.

Those corpses that were the same color as the gloomy sky made the miners silent.

Jeremy found oil and coal, and Little Small asked him to put the coal where it came from, pour the wood and oil on the pile of corpses, and put the corpse and rabbit that he thought was Babu with the other two dead. The rioting miners pushed in and burned it.

The thick black smoke and the nauseating aroma of meat floated up, and they retreated to a distance, looking away from their eyes that were sore from staring at the fire.

The miners caught all the people in the house who had no time to escape and kicked them. Little Small wanted to let them vent, but the lame Babu said softly: "Don't turn yourself into the world's worst miner." Poor man, then all the evil you do will be justified."

"I see……"

Little Small walked over, separated the miners who were punching and kicking them, and looked at these people who were neither innocent nor guilty.

They were just servants who served as guards, cooks who cooked meals, or workers who transported coal.

"I won't hurt you," he said to the people who expressed hope, "but I'm sorry, I can't let you go for the time being."

The bearded chef asked cautiously: "Sir, do we want to redeem ourselves?"

"No, I just need you guys not to spread the news."

"We promise not to-"

"Are you a chef? Are there any guards among these people?" Little Small interrupted him.

"No...no, all the guards have been driven away by you..."

"You take me to the kitchen, Jeremy, and herd them into the big house and keep an eye on them."

It was getting dark, and the miners who were following and guarding them hadn't come back yet. Little Small and the others gathered the supplies together and found a pile of silver coins in the foreman's room.

"That's not all." Lame Babu said after taking one look.

Little Small suspected that some miners had hidden money, and Lame Babu asked them to search the cellar where the foreman had hidden it. They found a bag of gold coins behind a moved brick wall in the cellar.

Little Small, who pursed his lips tightly, breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't care about the money, but he was worried that the Freedom Blade would be divided because of the money.

"It seems that my old bones are still useful." Lame Babu blinked.

There is a lot of food in the housing complex, but it is only enough to feed a few hundred miners for a few days, but there is still a lot of that kind of mushy food.

The bearded chef told the recipe: the cheapest wheat flour is mixed with sawdust and water, and then sprinkled with some salt. It is cheaper than black bread.

And you need to add more water when cooking, otherwise the cooked food will be harder than bricks.

There were also several barrels of wine.

Facing the expectant eyes of the miners, Little Small couldn't say "no"... Nothing can boost the morale of a group of people who have been hungry for too long than delicious food.

"Can you bake..." The smell of barbecue coming from next door made Little Small change his mind: "Can you make delicious stew?"

"Of course!" the bearded chef assured, patting his chest.

"Then pick a few people to do it."

Little Small sent several members to watch the chefs.

The fire in the open-air cemetery had been extinguished, leaving only wisps of smoke.

The miners sat around the red-hot coals, heating themselves for the first time with the coal they mined. Staring at the fragrant broth served by the chef.

Also watching were the miners who came out last.

Like everyone else, Little Smo didn't want to share with these weak people who did nothing. Lame Babu said that people should always be allowed to make mistakes.

Little Smo listened to Lame Babu and mixed the remaining broth with the porridge.

Amid the sounds of eating in the houses, the miners who went out to search for the escaped guards came back.

In the end, they only found a few guards, and the wizard was nowhere to be seen.

"It seems that we have to prepare to leave here." Little Smo took a deep breath and asked them to eat in time, and let those who had finished eating put all the supplies on the cart.

Going to the mountains in this season is no different from seeking death, but staying here will only die faster...

"Who knows the way in the mountains?"

Little Smo asked, and found a miner who was once a hunter and asked him to lead the way.

At this time, some people showed resistance to leaving.

Lame Babu patiently said that the nobles behind the foreman would not let them go, but there were houses and warm coal here. It was too late to run to the depths of the dark mountains...

But except for the miners who followed Little Smo and some people who were bribed by the broth, dozens of people chose to stay.

Little Smo glanced at the faces of these people indifferently, and finally looked at the bearded chef: "Where is your home?"

After the bearded chef hesitated to say a name, Little Smo took out five gold coins from his purse and gave them to him, and then told him the address of the rabbit's home: "There is an old woman who is seriously ill there. Find someone to treat her, and the rest belongs to you. Don't play tricks, I know you live there."

He is a chef, and the people in the mine should be able to survive after the comeback.

Putting on a bloated but warm coat, Little Smo looked at the ready team.

"Let's go."