Last Letter
According to the Half-Elf, Abel was known as the Mine Owner Abel of the Mithril Wochak Mountain Mithril Mine. He was a follower of Lord Alvis and was involved in the slave trade in the Pagisto Plateau. He died unexpectedly in battle during his escape...
However, according to the Silver Moon Elf, although Abel, a descendant of Silvermoon Elven Nobles, had been engaged in the Elf Slaves trade on the Pagisto Plateau, there was no death penalty in the Elf Code. Even if he was convicted of a crime, it should be a matter for the court.
In the process of rescuing the Half-Elf slaves, Roy the Mine Owners failed to strictly control his Half-Elf Warrior, which led to Abel's unfortunate death during his escape.
Therefore, some Silver Moon Elf believed that Roy should report to the Silver Pegasus Military Department and explain the circumstances of Abel's escape.
The Silver Moon Elf petitioned the Silver Pegasus Legion through various channels, hoping that the Silver Pegasus Legion would punish the murderer who killed Abel.
To the Half-Elf of the Pagisto Plateau, Roy was the savior of the Pagisto Plateau, but to a group of Silver Moon Elf, this Half-Elf from Castleton City was nothing but a troublemaker. It was his constant meddling in the Pattington Plane that made it so difficult for the Silver Moon Elf to live there.
At this time, the afterglow of the victory in the Queen Ivini Islands Naval Battle had not yet completely subsided on the Elf Continent.
The Silver Pegasus Legion invested a large amount of military supplies in this naval battle and suffered huge losses. Although the Queen Ivini Islands Naval Battle was a victory, the spoils of war only allowed the Silver Pegasus Legion to break even in this naval battle.
In recent weeks, Earl Swynborne has been reorganizing the Guard Regiment of the Silver Pegasus Legion.
He had no time to consider the petition submitted by the Silver Moon Elf...
During the Queen Ivini Islands Naval Battle, not one of these guys was willing to come and help, but after the battle, they stood up and started pointing fingers at the officers of the Silver Pegasus Legion.
The Earl Swynborne didn't even bother to look at the petitions before instructing his assistant to pile them up in a corner behind the bookshelf.
They simply don't want to pay attention or respond in any way...
Meanwhile, the Magic Herbs market on the Elf Continent was also undergoing a dramatic transformation in a quiet manner.
As Imperial Merchant flooded the West Coast of the Elf Continent aboard Five-Masted Sailing Ship, Imperial Merchant demand for Magic Herbs completely disrupted the Magic Herbs market on the Elf Continent.
The price of Magic Herbs is rising rapidly...
This led many elven herbalists to develop a strange mindset: they felt that selling off their Magic Herbs would result in a loss.
Therefore, many elven herbalists began to secretly hoard the goods...
Elven herbalists were unwilling to sell their Magic Herbs easily, while Imperial Merchant wanted to buy Magic Herbs in large quantities, creating the illusion that Magic Herbs were scarce in the market.
In reality, the production of Magic Herbs in the Elf Continent and the planes possessed by the elves has always exceeded demand.
But now, even in port cities like Castleton, it has become very difficult to buy large quantities of Magic Herbs, and the price of Magic Herbs increases every few days.
At this time Pattington Plane, which is rich in Magic Herbs, seemed to suddenly usher in spring.
As the price of Magic Herbs on the Elf Continent continues to rise, the Half-Elf on the Pagisto Plateau are also benefiting. The Elementary Magic Herbs that were previously piling up and couldn't be sold have become valuable, and the enthusiasm of Half-Elf gatherers for collecting Magic Herbs is at an all-time high...
A large quantity of Magic Herbs were transported from the Pattington Plane to the Elf Continent. In return, a large amount of Magic Crystal Stone and a large amount of resources were sent from the Elf Continent back to the Pattington Plane.
After several years of silence, the Padesto City has finally come alive again, as if a stagnant pool has been instantly revitalized, and the money pouches Half-Elf have begun to bulge.
Many herbalists in the Pattington Plane have started trading in Magic Herbs again.
The Half-Elf are able to live such a carefree life now, and the first person they need to thank is Roy. If he hadn't driven the headhunters back to the Gazan Ancestral Land, the Half-Elf on the plateau wouldn't have been able to gather Magic Herbs from all over.
More than a dozen elven caravans suddenly appeared in the Plateau City. In fact, these merchants were also there for the Magic Herbs of the highland.
However, this acquisition of Magic Herbs is destined to leave them disappointed, because the entire Magic Herbs business on the Pagisto Plateau is currently monopolized by Boss Roy...
When selling Magic Herbs, the Half-Elf on the plateau only recognize the caravans of Leishande and Boss Roy.
The first thing Roy did upon returning to the Plateau City was to send the two thousand Gray Dwarf prisoners of war he had brought back to the Black Iron Mine Castle.
Here in the Black Iron Mine Castle, Roy once again stood on the high platform.
Behind Roy was the Gray Dwarf's Forging Workshop, which currently mainly used ordinary iron ingots to stretch Steel Bar for the Plateau City.
The large Magic Furnace he brought back from Castleton City was also completed in the North Black Iron Mine for final installation and testing.
As the dwarven craftsman placed the five Magic Crystal Stone one by one onto a special Gemstone Base in the furnace, beams of magical light flowed continuously within the runic grooves on the furnace's outer wall. The Magic Furnace began to slowly preheat, and then the Black Iron Mine placed inside the furnace cavity slowly heated red-hot and melted.
Due to gravity, the rocky portion of the ore floats to the top of the crucible, while the molten metal settles down...
Roy looked at the furnace and saw that the molten iron flowing from the outlet was pure in color and had almost no impurities. The molten iron slowly solidified into iron ingots in the mold cavity. Before these iron ingots could cool down completely, they were pulled out by the dwarven craftsmen with iron hooks, stacked together and sent to the Blacksmith Workshop to be forged into ordinary Steel Bar.
A group of Gray Dwarf craftsmen skillfully began filling the molds, hooking out iron ingots, and filling the molds with waste ore slag to make Hollow Brick.
The two thousand Gray Dwarf prisoners of war that Roy brought back were watching the Gray Dwarf craftsmen work in the open space opposite the Forging Workshop.
The two thousand Gray Dwarf prisoners of war stood in front of the Forging Workshop for the entire morning, and then watched the Gray Dwarf craftsmen inside the Forging Workshop gather together to eat lunch, their stomachs empty.
Today's lunch at the North Black Iron Mine is boiled beans. The dwarven craftsmen lined up to receive their meals and then ate in the rest area outside the Forging Workshop.
Throughout the entire process, there was almost no supervisor overseeing the group of Gray Dwarf craftsmen. During mealtimes, many of the Gray Dwarf craftsmen would curiously look in their direction...
Roy had the Half-Elf carry the prepared boiled beans to the Gray Dwarf prisoners of war. A rich, sweet aroma wafted from the large iron pot, and many of the Gray Dwarf prisoners' stomachs began to rumble uncontrollably.
Roy, however, did not distribute the food immediately.
He stood on a high platform, looking down at the vast, dark mass of Gray Dwarf prisoners of war, and shouted:
"Everyone, I believe that after so many days of arduous travel, you must have figured out your current identity. That's right, you are a group of Gray Dwarf prisoners of war who were defeated in the Queen Ivini Islands Naval Battle!"
Roy's words were like a hook, reopening the bloody wounds on the Gray Dwarf prisoners of war, and his voice sounded somewhat low.
"For a long time to come, you will be undergoing labor reform here."
His tone was full of unquestionable authority.
"I will not consider giving you your freedom until your friends or family send you a ransom!"
"But before that, you still have to work hard at the North Black Iron Mine."
"Furthermore, in the North Black Iron Mine, the treatment of skilled Gray Dwarf Gray Dwarf and those who are not is completely different. The Gray Dwarf craftsmen you see belong to the skilled group, so they can enjoy three meals a day, get a day off every week, and receive a certain number of Work Points every day. These Work Points can be exchanged for spiced jerky and ale here at the mine..." Roy explained in detail.
"Incompetent Gray Dwarf prisoners of war will be sent to mine for ore."
"As for the Gray Dwarf who slack off and disobey management in the mine, you have two chances. I will forgive you for the first mistake, but if you make the same mistake a second time, the punishment will often be very severe, so please cherish what you have now."
Then the Gray Dwarf finally got to eat lunch. All the Gray Dwarf prisoners sat down on the spot, holding their plates and silently eating the beans inside.
Some Gray Dwarf prisoners of war were also secretly eyeing the Forging Workshop...
Two thousand Gray Dwarf prisoners of war were all placed in the Black Iron Mine's Forging Workshop by Roy, and the number of Gray Dwarf in the North Black Iron Mine suddenly soared to three thousand.
With the arrival of the headhunter prisoners of war sent by Commander Helik in the Plateau City, the number of headhunters in the Prisoner of War Camp instantly soared to 15,000.
The Prisoner of War Camp in the Plateau City were clearly already overcrowded...
The City Wall of the Plateau City are already taking shape, and Roy has no intention of raising them.
Because urban planning involves the construction of Dark Channel along the streets, these Dark Channel must be excavated before the main road can be paved.
The sudden influx of so many headhunter prisoners of war into the Plateau City, while bringing some security risks, has unexpectedly accelerated the progress of the project.
When Leishande's caravan returned to the Pagisto Plateau, it brought back some news about the Padesto City.
Chief Commander Lucius had left Padesto City and returned to the Elf Continent, where he was preparing to go to the Silvermoon Elven Council of Elders's courtroom for trial.
The Padesto City is currently lacking a ruler, plunging the city into chaos once again. People must be careful when trading Magic Herbs in the city.
When Leishande spoke of the chaos in the Padesto City, Roy couldn't help but worry. If the situation in Padesto City continued to deteriorate, the Silver Pegasus Legion would definitely send more troops to garrison the city.
"Who is the new administrator of Padesto City?" Roy asked Leishande.
"I didn't know that when I left Padesto City," Leishande replied.
"The Silver Pegasus Legion's leadership should have made arrangements..." Roy said.
Roy has been making preparations for his trip to Sun Island Bay these past few days.
Because they had promised Kaka that they would help him get rid of the Fishmen Monster in Sun Island Bay, the Half-Elf Guard Regiment had to send several squadrons to the southern part of Griffon Bulwark Mountain.
Roy had also taken care of most of the matters in the Plateau City. Roy was standing in front of the city planning map, looking at the distribution of the drainage Dark Channel.
A series of hurried footsteps came from the doorway. Roy turned around and saw that it was Commander Berkeley, who had appeared in the Plateau City.
"Roy, you rascal, you actually built a city on the plateau without saying a word, you're something else!" Commander Berkeley said loudly as he hugged Roy.
"Berkeley, what brings you here?" Roy asked Commander Berkeley, inviting him to sit down.
"I came here specifically to find you. As you probably already know, Lucius was Military Tribunal, mainly due to his serious dereliction of duty, which caused the war in the Empress Ivini Islands to be repeatedly delayed..."
Roy listened attentively for a long time before he understood that Commander Berkeley had become the new Chief of Logistics Department, in charge of managing the Silver Pegasus Legion headquarters in the Padesto plane.
"... So you intend for me to become the leader of the Half-Elf Guard Regiment?" Roy asked.
"Well, besides you, I can't find any suitable help. If you're willing to come back to Padesto City with me, I believe Padesto City will soon return to its former prosperity..."
Commander Berkeley kept trying to persuade Roy.
Roy was completely unwilling to serve as the commander of the city's Guard Regiment, and after hesitating for a while, he declined Commander Berkeley's invitation...
Commander Berkeley didn't show any disappointment; instead, he forced a smile and said to Roy, "I thought you would agree without hesitation and come to Padesto City to help me..."
"There's been a lot going on here at the Pagisto Plateau, sorry Berkeley!" Roy said again.
When Commander Berkeley visited the Plateau City Padesto City, in addition to inviting Roy to work with him, he also brought Roy a letter.
It was a letter from High Priest Reed to Roy. The paper was even a bit blackened, and the handwriting was not very clear, as if the whole paper had been fumigated.
Roy quickly held the letter out into the sunlight, and under the sunlight, the words that had been dimmed suddenly became clear.
High Priest Reed's handwriting appeared on the dark parchment. "Roy, as I write this letter, Dark Creatures are attacking our stronghold. I don't know if you will receive it. Our Expeditionary Force has entered the depths of the Dark Land and encountered unprecedented difficulties, because in this dark world, I cannot feel the call of the Goddess."
... We sat around the Wisdom Holy Grail, feeling the faint Holy Light Power. I tried to find light in the darkness, and I firmly believed that one day light would shine upon this land. Reed, November 1407.