The Ogre’s Food Box

Just when the goblin businessman was holding a blank glass in a daze, a young voice suddenly sounded behind him ...

"Do not look back......"

Goblin businessman Tarkin Hillman was stiff. The warning of the crisis and the familiar voice made him wonder how to react. After a long time, he murmured: "I said Well, my investment vision of Tajin has always been correct, you, really are still alive ... "

"..." Gron fell into silence. To be honest, although he finally decided to make direct contact with this sly and cunning but long-cooperated goblin businessman, he didn't know how he should be with him. Negotiations. . . Now Gron needs all the help that may come in handy, but at the same time he has no way out, any wrong decision will lead to unresolved consequences. The race of goblins 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 ... have you heard what I just said?" It was found that Gron did not thank himself as he had imagined, and put a lot of gold coins in his hands, tower Jin ’s heart was also somewhat uneasy. After all, he was not completely unconcerned, let ’s not say that he treated the batch of ogren cubs as much as other slaves, and he had other selfishness, of course. He could n’t deny that if the conditions were attractive enough, it was not impossible for him to betray the batch of ogres in his hands. Tarkin, who had been dealing with Gron for a long time, knew that Gron must know this too. Although goblins are greedy and treacherous, they actually do not like to deceive and conceal.

"..."

For the little ogres who are always silent, the goblin merchants in their hearts are finally crazy: "Oh ~~~! Time is gold coins! If you are still silent like this. There is no way to continue this conversation. Going on, wasting time, is wasting gold coins ~~~! "

"Don't look back, don't try to see what I look like, support everyone, take me to see the children, the rest. Wait until I see them," said Gron.

"... Okay, as you wish. Speaking of ... When did you start using the musket again ..." Although there was anxiety in my heart, I even began to doubt the familiar voice behind me. Is the owner of the little ogre he has been waiting for? But the goblin merchant who felt the cold muzzle on the back of his head and wanted to keep his life and continue to feel the fragrance of the gold coins could not say half of the word "no", although ordinary ogres could not use the musket. A new weapon of the mind, but Tarkin has seen Goron chasing other ogres with a seized musket and running wildly across the village. I don't think there is any surprise.

*****

Whether for any reason. Tarkin apparently did not intend to cause the mysterious person behind him to open his mind. He first opened the door and loudly blamed the nearby guards for leaving. In the face of this goblin boss who punished his employees with wage deductions, those guards who hired workers obviously thought to keep Poorly paid wages are far more important than strict compliance with safety regulations. There is no need to **** the goblin to shout a second time. The surrounding guards, including the dozen or so people who originally guarded the mine. All of them ran in a flash.

Ta Jingang, who was very satisfied with the execution of his orders, wanted to turn around and heard the sound of the musket bullet behind him. He shook his body, the two movements violently conflicted, his neck was almost twisted and misplaced, and he moaned several times before he smiled and said, "Please come with me, they are all in the hole."

"Why are they still in the cave now?" Groon's voice implied anger. Those ogres cubs are still in the mine at this time, either working all night long, or even having ordinary rest places , All day long in the wet and dark crypts that are not visible. For whatever reason, it was enough for Gron's finger to pull the trigger.

"No, no, please don't get me wrong, they are all resting now. Although I am actually letting them work for me, but strictly enforce the legal working hours ... and you know, now Your black-handed ogres are no longer as unpretentious as they used to be, and the transaction price of a ogren cub in the slave market is even tempting for me. You hear these are still ringing. The sound of guns and guns, I know that in front of the beautiful gold coins, any creature will become a lunatic. How dare I let them dangle outside. And, in fact, they live well underground. "

Gron was silent again, but he couldn't calm down at all. Following Tajin walked into the mine, at the entrance of the mine, when he saw that Tajin took off the heavy coat from the hanger next to him and put it on his body, Goron still felt a little strange. After all, with the current weather, even if it was in the mine It shouldn't be necessary to wear such a thick winter clothing in the cave, but when his body passed through the opening of the mine cave, a cold breath that directly frozen his soul swept across his body, and Gron couldn't help but be all in one So stupid, I heard the goblin merchant in front say: "Is it very cold? This mine will become like this from time to time, and the cold comes suddenly, it only takes a few minutes. Freezing dead or frozen local people who are used to living in the tropics, even our gnomes will feel uncomfortable, so ordinary absenteeism ca n’t work here, but you ogres do n’t matter, although it will be a little bit at first. Used, but it ’s fine if you just get used to it a little bit. Unless ... you ’re not an ogre. "

Although Goron knew that the cunning goblin had not reminded himself in advance, he was still doubting his identity and trying to test himself. If Gorron was pretending to be someone else, I would be instantly frozen by this chill, fortunately. There is blood of ogres in his body, and the unusual resistance in his racial talent is enough to make him resist this strange cold. Baru didn't tell Goron about this before, which proves that ogres really don't care much about this kind of harsh environment.

It was found that the muzzle against the back of the head moved again. Obviously, the mysterious man could adapt to this strange cold, and Tarkin could not tell whether he was happy or sorry, so he could only take him on.

The conditions in the cave are very bad, the air is dirty, and the temperature is close to zero degrees. The only light is the special oil lamp held by Tajin, and there are many directions here. There are many branches and branches in the cave. It is basically an underground maze. If no one leads the way, Ge Long even wondered if he could go out the same way.

"It's very big and 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, and many areas were sent. People never go back, and some of them come back, but they are completely mad and died within a few days, so no one knows everything here, and no one knows where those **** tunnels lead to. , I do n’t even know if it has an end. But you do n’t have to worry, your people are arranged in an absolutely safe area. Over the years, this gold mine has not been completely abandoned because people think When you want to permanently close it, you can always find some new ones, which are relatively safe and can mine gold veins. "

Suddenly, Gron's muzzle moved. He leaned over and said softly to the goblin businessman walking in front of him: "Thirty meters to the left, don't you see anything?"

The goblin merchant Ta Jin was stunned and looked instinctively to the left. It was an unexplored branch of the cave, but inside it was dark and there was nothing.

"No ... I didn't see anything. Is there a mouse?"

Gronon silently paid attention to Tarkin Hillman's reaction, and finally confirmed that he did not see anything, so he whispered: "Nothing ... let's move on."

"You're so weird." The goblin merchant murmured in his mouth and wrapped his very thick coat again, and continued: "Damn, why is it getting colder and colder, where is this going to me? Go find a miner who can sell my life ... "

Gron looked calm, but the palm of his gun was soaked in sweat. In fact, he didn't tell the truth just now. At the entrance of the deep and dark cave, a figure wearing a cyan dress fluttered in the air. Looking at them with a deep, deep hole ...

Gorron ’s eyes did not dare to face the ghost, and he could not turn around to escape from here before he saw the clan in person, so he could only act like a goblin merchant who could not see anything. Walking under the eyelids, I do n’t know if it is an illusion. Gron clearly felt a cold eye staying on his back, and even his cheeks had a feeling of being gently touched by something cold. The pores on and off Gorron's body tightened, goose bumps layered layer after layer, but he resisted the instinctive reaction of his body and didn't dare to turn back. He just continued to be behind the goblin businessman as if he were nothing.

Fortunately, after entering another tunnel, this feeling of being followed behind finally disappeared. The goblin merchant who was nagging in front of him seemed to be unwilling to stop his mouth for a moment, and Gron spit out a sip. Cloudy, he didn't make Tarkin shut his mouth, but he became more and more silent.

at last......

"We have arrived."

Groon's spirit was rejuvenated, and in the direction of the goblin's finger in front, he saw a piece of light. The originally narrow tunnel became suddenly bright, and many luminous crystals were inlaid on the wall. I don't know if it was because of the light. The infiltrating coldness was also dispelled a little. After walking in, Gron saw the thick thatched haystack at first glance, lying in a row full of half-size and small blue-skinned ogres ...

****** (To be continued ...)