Chapter 263 - Volume 3
Chapter 42 – Silver Mine (3)
The gates of the silver mines were bustling with people. Regardless of whether they were workers or adventurers, they were watched by a squadron of cavalry and proceeded towards to the mines in an orderly manner. They were also formed into three lines to speed up their entry.
Brendel glanced at the map on his hand, and silently memorized the locations and symbols on it before he rolled the parchment up and put it away in his bag. He looked up at the group ahead. Twenty mercenaries had successfully sneaked in a while ago. The cavalry that was guarding the entrance were not vigilant.
It was probably because Schafflund had enjoyed peace for too long. Even though there were occasional groups of Trentheim’s bandits that troubled the town, these desperados rarely approached the mining areas. One reason was the intimidating name of Count Randner, and another was because the loss outweighed the gains.
His eyes briefly darted to the lush green forest. His female subordinates had most likely entered the area already. Even Jana who was the weakest of the lot had the strength of a Silver-ranked fighter. Bypassing the watchtower’s guards should not be difficult.
Romaine stayed behind in the town with two Pristine Angels protecting her, so he was not too worried.
“Next!” One of the cavalry guards yelled with a thick native accent.
Brendel realized it was his turn and quickly lowered his head and walked forward. He thought he would at least be checked by them, but the rider in front of him with a silver pointed helmet merely swept his eyes on the people in front of him, and let them pass when he saw they had no weapons.
“Hah, how amazing can that person be when he’s not older than any of us. I can even steal from the veteran adventurers’ pockets in the town, are you sure it’s not because you are shit at it, Jocah?” A new voice said in mocking laughter.
“Why, Maher, please go ahead and show it to me.” Jocah retorted.
“Tsk, he’s already alert, that’s quite the devious plan you have there for goading me—”
“But that person is really quite interesting; he seemed to have traveled to many places. Even though he’s an outsider, he seems to understand our rules quite well, I’m surprised.”
“Hmph,” a new voice that sounded slightly refined interrupted Jocah, “you mean the rules that Maher stole from a drunk and made them our own? It’s not strange that someone else would know about these rules.”
Maher’s face turned red: “Cut your bullshit, doesn’t it mean that man is knowledgeable? Why not go up to him and sell the things you’re talking about all day? Perhaps he might take a fancy to them!”
Maher emphasized on the word ‘sell’, making it sound like he was mocking the third voice.
“I can’t be bothered with an oafish brute like you; you can’t recognize the good stuff at all!”
“That’s enough. I already told you not to cause trouble.” This time it was a fourth voice— which belonged to a female voice.
[What, a girl really managed to sneak in? She doesn’t sound like an adult too.]
Brendel was taken slightly aback and sneered at the gate’s cavalry guards before he continued listening.
“I saw that person yesterday at the Forest Trout Inn along with a few other women. They don’t look like adventurers no matter how much I look at them. I saw that man order the most expensive wine from John, and he doesn’t look like he lacks money at all. He’s definitely up to no good for coming here.”
Brendel’s brows knitted slightly and cursed his luck. It was a spontaneous decision to fish for information before he sneaked into the mines, and he did not think it would end up as a mistake. Who would know that there was someone to overhear their conversation and spot him again in the mines so quickly?
“Should we report him?” The girl continued.
Brendel’s heart tightened.