A Friend from Afar

"What do you need me to do, Roy?"

Kaka's eyes widened, and he said excitedly.

Roy leaned close to his ear and whispered to him:

"I need you to bring your griffins to the Pagisto Plateau so you can monitor the movements of the Highland Headhunters from the air. As you know, since the Silver Pegasus Legion withdrew from the Pagisto Plateau, we are currently in a period of weakness where we are unable to confront the Highland Slavers. The Half-Elf Guard Squad will need at least some more training before they can stand up to the Highland Slavers head-on."

The room fell silent, save for Roy's voice:

"Based on my speculation, the Highland Slavers will probably rush into the heart of the Pagisto Plateau before that time even arrives. The eight mines I control are scattered throughout the highlands, and each mine is currently guarded by only two or three hundred Half-Elf elves. With such a force, it will be difficult to stop the Highland Slavers ' surprise attack."

Roy believed that even with their superior weaponry, the Half-Elf Warrior would still be unable to defeat the ferocious and tyrannical Highland Slavers.

"I'm going back to the village now. I'll bring Little Eugene with me this time, Roy. You must wait for me to come back." Kaka stood up and said to Roy as he walked out.

Roy also planned to tell Kaka about the battle plan here, "I will use the Gaxi Mountain Range as the first line of defense to deal with those Highland Headhunters."

But judging from Kaka's hurried manner, it was clear that he wasn't listening to what I was saying at all...

Roy quickly followed behind Kaka and gave him some instructions:

"Kaka, when you pass by the First Mine, make sure Langbo goes with you. Only he knows the way to get over the mountains south of the Pagisto Plateau."

"Good..."

Kaka's voice came from the corridor.

Kaka left the South Mithril Mine overnight; he knew how urgent the matter was...

Roy spent one night at the South Mithril Mine.

The furnace in the backyard was constantly emitting thick smoke. When the furnace was melting Mithril Mine, it would make bursts of explosions due to the moisture inside. These explosions were extremely dangerous because the furnace was filled with lava. Once the lava was ejected from the explosion, it would be like a volcanic eruption, and the scorching lava could easily burn the workers nearby.

Fortunately, the Gray Dwarf were very experienced in this matter. They wore leather overalls and were coated with a layer of heat-resistant grease, so even if they stood next to the furnace, the flying sparks would not land on them.

Every morning, Miss Qian Ning Sitney would get up early and take a stroll around the Mithril Mine in the backyard.

Qian Ning wore a white shirt with lace trim on the collar and cuffs, over which she wore a light brown leather vest, tight-fitting leather breeches, and tall boots with spiky quilts. Her chestnut hair was neatly combed.

Although she is a Half-Elf with Dark Moon Elf blood, she seems to possess a unique aristocratic air.

Her eyes shone with a cleverness that none of the Gray Dwarf in the backyard dared to meet her gaze.

She saw the neatly stacked Mithril Ingot, and the corners of her diamond-shaped mouth turned up slightly.

He always smiled before speaking. Turning around, he saw Roy walking in from the front yard. Qian Ning stopped and asked, "Boss, what can I do for you?"

Roy was somewhat surprised by Qian Ning's intuition, and then said, "You might have to work a little harder lately and look after the North Mithril Mine for me. I'll be staying at the Black Iron Mine in the Gaxi Mountain Range for a while."

Qian Ning swayed her slender waist as she walked up to Roy and replied:

"I was just thinking of going to take a look at the furnace over there. My father wanted to replace it with a better Magic Furnace before he died."

The Sitney Mine Owners died at the hands of the Silver Moon Elf Warrior while fleeing.

Roy was worried that Qian Ning would hold a grudge about it, so he comforted her:

"Qian Ning, regarding the death of the Sitney Mine Owners, I can only say it's very regrettable..."

Qian Ning smiled faintly, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "Actually, Father had long anticipated this day. He always forbade us from getting involved in the mine's affairs because he didn't want us to get bogged down in this mess. He knew that the secret on the Pagisto Plateau couldn't be kept hidden forever. Once it was discovered, the Silver Moon Elf army would storm in."

"Three years ago, he heard that the Rebel Army of the Half-Elf had captured the Padesto City, and later the Rebel Army withdrew from Padesto City to the Bulwark Mountain Range."

"During that period, he often suffered from insomnia, and was constantly worried that one day the Half-Elf Rebel Army would come to the Pagisto Plateau and wipe out all the mines here in one fell swoop."

"Trading slaves is a serious crime no matter where you are, but if the Mithril Mine wants to continue operating, it cannot avoid trading and buying miners."

"In reality, he was actively buying slaves while constantly blaming himself... Isn't that ridiculous?"

Qian Ning asked Roy with a smile, but her eyes were brimming with tears.

Perhaps in the eyes of other Half-Elf, the Sitney Mine Owners was just a heartless Mine Owners, but in Miss Qian Ning Sitney's eyes, he was definitely a good father.

Roy sighed and said, "I can imagine the helplessness he felt..."

Qian Ning stubbornly wiped away a tear that had spilled from the corner of her eye and whispered, "Thank you for your comfort."

After leaving the South Mithril Mine, Roy visited three Spinel Mine.

Vitas was in charge of managing the Third Mine. With Mulin's help, he was able to handle most things well. However, his shortcomings were also obvious. Because he had worked as a miner in the mine, he had a clear prejudice against Dark Moon Elf and Gray Dwarf and would unconsciously favor the Half-Elf.

Although there might be some bias, he did it very tactfully, and it was definitely not that obvious...

The Second Mine, managed by Mulin, is the best-performing of the eight mines.

The Second Mine also has the largest number of miners among all these mines. Although Roy transferred nearly three hundred Half-Elf Warrior from the Second Mine, there are currently at least six hundred Half-Elf in the Second Mine...

It can be said that the Second Mine is like the heart of the eight mines, constantly supplying fresh blood to the other mines.

The dual-channel gravity elevator for the Second Mine has entered the construction phase, Mulin takes the Half-Elf Guard Squad to the wild for training every day.

Currently, among the Half-Elf Warrior who have emerged from the settlement, none can do better Mulin ...

At the First Mine, things became somewhat chaotic after Langbo and Kaka left Pagisto together.

However, Mulin sent Walker to the First Mine First Mine to temporarily manage its affairs. Since Mulin would be keeping an eye on things, Roy wasn't too worried.

After taking a look around the Spinel Mine, Roy returned to the Black Iron Mine in the Gaxi Mountain Range and began giving the Half-Elf Guard Squad there some basic training.

The bad news Roy brought made Mulin even stricter with the Half-Elf Warrior at the Second Mine during training...

Her original training plan was already very demanding.

The current training is so intense that it will only stop when the Half-Elf Warrior have exhausted every last bit of their strength.

When the Half-Elf Warrior lay in bed, they didn't even want to move a finger.

But Mulin still felt that the Half-Elf weren't trained enough...

Whenever she thought of those burned-down villages, those innocent villagers who fell in the flames, those elven hunters who fell under the headhunter's blade, and those poor elven children who fell on their migration route, it felt as if a thorny whip was relentlessly lashing at Mulin's heart, making her never want to stop.

The raging fire that burned in Mulin's heart was like a Giant Beast, slowly devouring her...

She wore silver armor, held a long sword, and always charged at the forefront of the training team.

This time, in the midst of her frantic run, she suddenly raised her longsword and leaped high into the air...

Under the blinding sunlight, he held his greatsword above his head, his body outstretched like a crescent moon.

The two Half-Elf Warrior standing in front of her were terrified.

I thought to myself: Sister, you're going way too far! How are we supposed to compete with this?

The two Half-Elf Warrior exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, jumped to opposite sides.

Mulin's sword strike missed its mark, but left a cracked sword scar on the mountainside.

This is a battle of attack and defense being practiced on the hillside outside the Second Mine fortress.

The Half-Elf Warrior of the Second Mine Guard were divided into two groups. One group was led by Mulin, Mulin utterly routed the other group of Half-Elf Warrior...

At that moment, a small team came into Mulin's view.

Mulin stopped her pursuit, plunged her sword into a crevice in the rock, turned her head and squinted at the elven female swordsman carrying Heavy Sword on her back in the distance.

She was a Half-Elf with long legs, her skin was so white it was almost blinding, and her long golden hair flew in the wind. She looked like Sword Dancer.

As the most skilled hunter in the camp, Mulin could sense a dangerous aura emanating from her.

Mulin recognized the female elf at a glance—it was Sabrina.

"Mulin, do you still remember us?"

Encouraged by the crowd, Moira mustered her courage and rode over on horseback.

Her hands gripped the reins tightly, her face flushed, but her voice was unusually soft and sweet. A hint of timidity and bewilderment flickered in her eyes as she stared at the robust, wild-horse-like Mulin and asked softly.

Surrounded by a group of Half-Elf Warrior, Mulin nodded and said, "You are Moira."

Moira's delicate face blossomed into a pure smile, and she quickly asked, "Then, Mulin, have you seen Roy recently?"

Mulin looked up and replied, "Of course, Roy is our Boss. He just left here three days ago!"

Moira's eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly, "Is he here too?"

Mulin shook her head and said, "The Boss isn't here. You'll probably have to go to the Black Iron Mine in the Gaxi Mountain Range to see him."