"That's hard to say," the innkeeper lowered his body and whispered to them, "But if you don't lack money, you can try looking for a few famous adventurers. Those adventurers have been to the forest many times and have even drawn a map of the area —"
"A map?"
"It's worth a lot."
Brando nodded and asked about the local situation. It was mainly about the work and rest of the workers, as well as the patrol time of the soldiers in the mining area. Of course, he was pretending to be an adventurer. As for the owner of the inn, he saw him as a noble who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth and only wanted to have fun.
Both of them did not mind the misunderstanding, and the conversation went on harmoniously. Brando did not waste much of his time. After a short while, he turned around and saw that the ladies had found a seat in the hall. Brando looked at them and was about to walk over, but he stopped.
A dwarf stood in front of him.
"Please make way." The drunk Odum squinted his small eyes and could barely see the young man in front of him. He thought that it was the one who came in earlier, but that was not important. He just wanted to know:
What was the purpose of this person blocking his way?
The old dwarf shook his head and wanted to figure it out.
But Brando did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was as if the road was ten feet wide, but the damn dwarf insisted on standing in front of him and saying that he was blocking his way.
But he did not have the time to cause trouble here, so he hesitated for a while and stepped aside. But at this moment, Brando was stunned.
The dwarf's face was red, and Brando thought that he was just a common hill dwarf. But after looking at him for a while, Brando noticed that the dwarf's skin was light gray.
The young man's heart thumped heavily.
A Rune Dwarf.
He almost thought that he was still asleep and wanted to pinch his cheeks to confirm whether he was drunk or the dwarf was drunk.
The Rune Dwarves were not as prominent as the Silver Elves in Wohnde's history. They came from the underground of Jorgendy Ridge, just like the Cavemen. But they were different from the ordinary people of the underground. They were the Silver Folk that had disappeared long ago.
Legend has it that the Rune Dwarves were wiped out in the war before the end of the Age of Chaos.
Another legend said that the Rune Dwarves had a city on the other side of the Mercury Sea. But no matter which one it was, Brando did not expect to see a living Rune Dwarf here. That's right, their light gray skin was their most prominent feature.
Other than that, there were no other dwarves in the world with such skin color.
These dwarves from the Silver Age were the builders of the Steel Plains. Their architectural skills were on par with the craftsmen of Buga during the Age of Chaos. However, the Rune Dwarves were not satisfied with this evaluation. It was just that one of their creations was on the ground, while the other was in the sky. They had never had the chance to compete.
But Brando calmed down after a short moment of shock.
Brando knew that no matter what the characteristics were, there would always be some adventurous and wandering tribes.
However, most of these descendants had more or less inherited the similarities in their bloodline. As for how much of their cultural heritage was left, only the heavens knew. There were actually quite a number of ancient descendants in Vaunte, but many of them did not even know their own origins.
For example, if Brando had not seen the description of the Rune Dwarf, he would not have recognized the drunken dwarf.
But just as he was thinking about it, Odum had already shakily brushed past him. Brendel turned around and saw the old dwarf parting the crowd and walking away, leaving only his back view.
Brando thought for a while and did not immediately follow him. There was nothing to talk about with a drunken dwarf. Moreover, the dwarf seemed to be a worker here, so he would not disappear from the face of the earth anytime soon.
His goal was to take control of the silver mine, and it would be much better to interact with the dwarf then. But even so, he still turned around and asked the middle-aged man.
"Who is that?"
"An old man, I think his name is Odum. He's been here for a while now." The middle-aged man did not know why the young noble was interested in the unkempt dwarf. "He's a miner in the mine."
"What does he do?"
"Overseer."
"Have you heard of his specialty? For example, construction? "Brando asked further.
The middle-aged man was stunned and shook his head: "I have not heard of him."
"Oh, I thought the dwarves were all experts in construction." Brando laughed and purposely said so.
"That must be the Mountain Dwarves from the north, my guest."
Brando nodded and put the matter aside. He then turned around and walked back to the table where the ladies were. When he approached, the Roman and Metisha were chatting about something, but they stopped at the same time and looked at the young lord.
"What's wrong?" Jutta asked.
"Nothing," Brando shook his head: "But I have asked around, and the situation is not good."
"What happened?" Jutta's eyes flashed with a hint of worry. Other than Brando, she was the only one who cared about the success or failure of this matter.
"We thought that the workers would go in and out of the mine every day, but I just heard that is not the case," Brando said in a low voice: "In fact, the workers are only in town for one day a week. Every Monday morning, they will return to the mine and will only leave after Saturday."
"The other party is very strict with the management of the workers."
"Yes, the chances of us fishing in troubled waters is small." Brando said.
"What's the problem?" Scarlet asked, puzzled.
"Two points. It is not difficult to take control of the mine. We just need to kill the Intermediate Gold-ranked swordsman. The remaining hundred or so people will not be enough. However, it is a little troublesome to do it quietly and not attract the attention of Lord Palas. "
"But me, my lord, and Princess Metisha, will there be any problem for the three of us to deal with a Intermediate Gold-ranked swordsman?" The red-haired girl frowned and asked.
"Of course not, but you should know how big the commotion caused by a fight between Gold-ranked swordsman is." Brando replied.
"As long as one person knows that the mine is under attack, the news will spread like wildfire. In a few days, Lord Palas will know more about this matter than we do!"
"We can seal the news." Roman suggested.
"Lord Palas is not a fool. If there is no news from Schaffdelen for a long time, he will be suspicious." "The only thing we can do is to control this place and make it work as usual, and secretly send silver to Firburh." Brendel shook his head.
Brando did not finish his sentence, but everyone knew what was going to happen next.
The silver would be secretly sent to the mint and made into private coins. This was a secret that the local lords did not need to disclose. In fact, before they left, Brando had already asked The County to search for a secret mint that Graudin might be hiding in a manor outside Abies.
In fact, these were all things that could lead to the gallows, but as Brando often said, a death row criminal would not care if there was one or two nooses around his neck.
Scarlett was startled for a moment, then slowly nodded in understanding.
"Can't we lure him out? Or take action when he is outside? That human can't stay in the mine forever, right?" The Silver Fairy Princess suggested in a soft voice.
"We can, but if he doesn't come out once a month, won't we have to wait here for a month?" Brando shook his head: "That's why we have to take the initiative and sneak into the mine to find out his movements. Besides, if we want to control the mine, our men will have to infiltrate it sooner or later."
Metisha nodded in agreement.
"Then what should we do, my lord?" Jutta asked softly.
"Shh, don't call me 'my lord' here," Brando looked around and said: "Actually, I've not only heard bad news, but also two good news!"
This time, no one interrupted, as if they were waiting for him to continue.
"The first news is that the adventurers in the vicinity might have secretly made a map of the mine. I think this news is very likely to be true. From what I know, adventurers often do this kind of thing. "
"Yes, young master," the mercenary leader saw Brando's gaze and hurriedly corrected herself: "Sometimes, the adventurers would even work together with the local bandits. The nobles usually turn a blind eye to this kind of thing since they won't do anything anyway."
"And the second news?" Romaine asked curiously.
"I heard that the adventurers here would occasionally work in the mines for a period of time. You should know that adventurers don't always have the means to support themselves. "
Jutta was startled when she heard the news: "The nobles are willing to let these troublemakers into the mines?"
"Why wouldn't they? The mines need labor. They're not allowed to bring weapons into the mines, and they're not allowed to leave with even a piece of ore. The mines are used to exchange ores for money and food. What can these adventurers do? "
"Besides, this is Count Randner's territory. Other than us, who else would cause trouble?" Brando asked in a low voice.
"Then can't we sneak in?" Romaine's eyes lit up.
"You can't, but I can. There are others who can too," Brando shook his head: "The mines don't take in women, or else the world will be in chaos."
They looked at each other and saw the feasibility of the plan in each other's eyes. If they could sneak into the mines as workers, then it would be easy to find out the movements of the guards.
But how should they do it?
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