MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 21 Mine Road No. 7

   Chapter 21 Mine Road No. 7

  William smiled, and instead of answering Sigmons' question, he asked him another unrelated thing.

   "How do you feel about your life now?"

"What do you mean?"

  Sigmons asked cautiously, if he was just suspicious before, now he is almost certain that the person in front of him is definitely not a transferred miner.

   is asking about the previous blockade of the mine, and he is almost asking about his living conditions. Even if he is an idiot, he should see that something is wrong.

Could    be a spy sent by the Duke? Or the spies from the royal faction at the court?

   Judging from the fact that the other party kept asking about the fact that the mine was blocked not long ago, it seems that the latter is more likely.

   Back then, the Duke obtained the actual ownership of the Silver Stream Mine from the royal faction by means of inciting the miners to riot. Now, does the royal faction want to take advantage of the accident some time ago and use the way of others to heal the body of others?

   "Or if I ask more directly, are you willing to live like this?"

   Seeing that Sigmons didn't seem to be going to answer, William continued to ask.

   And this sentence made Sigmund think that the other party was a member of the royal faction.

   "At least I can survive, and I won't be involved in some inexplicable dispute and die."

   Sigmund replied.

  Although he has not experienced the riot in the Silver Stream mine twenty years ago, he has heard from the old miners who have experienced it and understands how tragic it was.

   Those miners charged forward as the first-timers. After making huge sacrifices to take back the ownership of the mines for the duke, the duke broke his original promise and exploited them even more.

  Never believe the promises made to them by the superior.

   The old miner who took him up the road had said so to him before he died in the mine accident.

   "You can have a life if you live. If you want us to work hard for a promise that we don't know whether we can fulfill it in the future, I advise you to stop asking. We are just here to ask for a living, and don't want to cause too much trouble for ourselves."

   Sigmons continued.

   "No wonder the overseer outside called you a 'good guy'. Are you the one who is here by not making trouble and being tortured for others?"

  William looked at him and said in a mocking tone.

   "You don't need to provoke me, I won't be fooled."

   At this moment, they were walking in along the mine road, and the sound of the shovel and the ore knocking constantly came from the front.

  Sigmons said as he took off the shovel hanging from his waist.

   "The times have changed, and it's completely different from twenty years ago. Back then, people here could use shovels and explosives to attack the overseer guards here, and they could block this mine by their own strength, but what about now?"

  Sigmons said and pointed to the top of his head.

"The Duke started his life with this, do you think he would let this happen again? You saw it when you came in earlier, the guards here are the elite black guards of thorns, and the overseer is a magic chant with the title of expert. What do you expect us to do, to die?"

   "No, I didn't want to ask you that."

   William replied.

   "I've been asking you from start to finish if you're okay with the status quo."

  Sigmons was silent.

   He turned a few more turns in the mine tunnel before he said.

"You ask me if I can accept it. We are driven like dogs, and we will be whipped because we don't add the word 'adult' in a sentence. After we die inside, we can't even bury the body in a cemetery to rest in peace. Of course I TM's is unacceptable, but so what, can this **** reality be changed?"

   His tone was calm.

   And the other party almost choked him with the next words.

   "If you manage the entire Yinliu Mine, are you confident that you can take care of it?"

"what?"

  Sigmons thought he must have heard it wrong.

   "I said if I gave you the entire mine, would you think it would be fine?"

"why?"

   "Because you don't have experience managing Elemental Silver refineries."

  William gave a natural answer, but it was obviously not what he wanted to ask.

   "So you are really a member of the royal faction, and you want to incite a miner riot here again?"

  Sigmons also made it clear.

   "I just want the ownership of this mine, I don't need you to riot. I ask these things because I need a capable person to help me manage this place."

   William said lightly.

   "Is this what the person above you meant?"

   "I have no one above, this is my will."

  Sigmons was stunned, and took a long time to ask.

   "So back to the previous question, who are you?"

   "My real name is not ready to be spoken, but you can call me the presiding judge."

   "Then the presiding judge, I would like to ask you, where did you get the confidence to allow the Duke to give you this mine and even the refinery of Elemental Silver?"

   Now Sigmund began to think that the man who called himself the presiding judge was a lunatic.

   "You are all deceived."

   The man said suddenly.

   "What was deceived?"

   asked Sigmund.

   "Didn't you say earlier that Mine No. 7 was blocked due to the excavation of a skull temple from the Blackwater Kingdom two months ago?"

  William spoke at a raised volume so that the sound of the ore being mined could still be heard clearly.

   "So we're digging the No. 9 mine right now. Is there anything wrong?"

   At this moment, they just turned a corner and entered a wide area.

  William looked at everything in front of him and said in a cold tone.

   "But when I came in, I clearly saw the sign that said Mine Road No. 7."

   At this moment, they were outside the door of an open hall. All the miners who had gathered outside had entered this hall from different fork roads, and everyone was mechanically digging the rock wall here with a blank eye.

In the middle of the    hall, there are countless skulls that have been turned into fossils, and dozens of phosphorescent spiritual bodies float in the air, and the shiny silk threads extending from them are connected to the heads of each miner.

   "Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

  The sound of the shovel hitting the rock wall kept coming.

  Sigmons first looked at the strange scene in front of him with a look of course, and then looked strangely at William beside him.

   "Isn't this pit No. 9, what's wrong?"

   "Pfft..."

An unremarkable straight sword appeared in William's hands at an unknown time. Before Sigmund could react, the sword sank deeply into the throat of the boy named Colt that he had been holding. place.

"you…"

  Things happened so fast that Sigmund didn't even know for a while whether he should rush over to fight the man in front of him, or try to save the boy first.

   "You don't even know that you were sold to a moon monster."

  William drew the straight sword after saying that, and Colt fell down.

   (end of this chapter)