Chapter 155 Hehehehe

Dick on the side was shocked: it turned out that Brownie was the illegitimate son of Prince James.

He suddenly felt that all the information in his mind was connected:

The ambush of the Black Cat Mercenary Group, the contents of the letter, and Brownie’s subsequent attitude...

All kinds of things are all connected by a clear thread in my mind.

But I always feel that there seems to be a bigger conspiracy behind these things.

Mrs. Amala on the side was silent for a while before speaking: "Please continue."

"After that, I was captured by Brownie and given to your husband for the crime of attempted murder of a noble." Speaking of this, Ron cried out in grievance.

"Son, I don't think it's a sin if someone just grabs some food to fill his stomach before starving to death."

Mrs. Amara said slowly, "But why didn't you tell me about this? Remember when you came, I will go to the mine every week to provide you with cooked meat."

"I told almost everyone here except you that all the miners and soldiers knew about it.

"They just laughed at me, saying that I was so delusional that I actually slandered the nobles."

"And he also said to me: 'Then Brownie is the adopted son of Prince James, how could he be an illegitimate child?'"

"I don't care whether he is an adopted son or an illegitimate son, in short..." Mrs. Amara solemnly declared,

"If you hadn't lied about stealing bread while escaping, after the [Crab Spider] is eliminated in the mine, I will pardon you in the name of Duke Amara."

"Really?" Ron said in surprise, wiping his nose.

Mrs. Amala nodded seriously.

Ron said desperately: "But madam, it's a bit late now. If you had told me about this yesterday, maybe there would be a turn for the better."

"Why do you say that?"

Ron turned his head slightly and looked into the cave:

"My fellow miners said they did not agree to surrender. Their situation was different from mine. Many of them had committed serious crimes that were even punishable by death, so they planned to give it a go."

When Dick heard this, he knew he should speak.

"How do you want to fight?"

"Master Dick, we have pickaxes in our hands, and there are many of us. As long as we rush over, the dozens of soldiers can't stop them."

"You think they can't stop you?"

"Yes."

“Although they are small in number, each one of them is an elite, and they can be equal to ten on the battlefield, and their former opponents were all fully armed soldiers;

"Look at you guys again. As the leader, you only wear a shabby leather jacket. I think the other miners are wearing less than you, okay?"

"Yes..., yes."

"And you eat the most meat. Although you have a thick frame, you are still skinny and sallow. How much strength do you have left?

"Those soldiers eat well every day. Each of them eats two kilograms of meat per meal."

Seeing Ron's hesitant look and the low voices of discussion coming from the entrance of his cave, Dick knew that his words were effective and decided to work harder.

He jumped onto the boulder next to him that was almost as high as himself.

Before Ron could exclaim, Dick had concentrated on turning on the witcher senses, and then held his breath to turn on the secondary witcher senses. At this time, he could clearly feel the position of a large group of miners in the mine behind Ron.

After determining the location, Dick did not waste his energy and turned off the demon hunter senses again.

Then Finger himself looked arrogant:

"I am a very experienced master witcher.

“Even though I look young, I am already a hundred years old this year.

“In these years, I have not only killed nearly a thousand monsters, but also killed thousands of bandits.

"It can be said that I am not only good at dealing with monsters, but also good at dealing with people. And the people I chase have nowhere to hide and can only wait for death in despair."

Without waiting for Ron to say anything, Dick began to raise his voice: "There are six people on the left side of the mine, thirteen people on the right side, and the rest are all inside. Am I right? "

"You..., how did you know?" Ron was obviously panicked.

Dick smiled enigmatically, without explaining, and threatened: "Do you know how I deal with those who resist me?"

"How..., how to deal with it?" Ron even forgot to wipe the snot that had slipped across his lips, and the pickaxe in his right hand fell unconsciously at his feet.

Dick formed a seal with his right hand and pushed it forward, and a large scorching flame shot out from his palm like a big bunch of fireworks.

At the same time, there was an exclamation in the mine.

Dick smiled sinisterly and said:

"Jie, Jie, Jie, I will reward them with a blast of world-destroying flames and roast them all into charcoal."

"...Master Dick, can I discuss it with them?" Ron's teeth chattered.

Dick stretched out three fingers and shook them, with a bold look on his face:

“Under normal circumstances, I will directly torture and kill the enemy with the flame of destruction.

“But today, for the sake of Mrs. Amara, I will give you a little time.

"It's only three minutes. Don't keep me waiting. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

"good."

Then Ron didn't even pick up the pickaxe on the ground and ran back to the cave.

Without turning on the demon hunter's senses, Dick could clearly hear the heated discussions among the people in the mine.

He knew that the matter was settled.

With a slight leap, he jumped off the boulder and came to Mrs. Amala.

The latter laughed softly: "Dick, thank you for your help."

"fine."

After only a minute, Ron poked his head out.

"Ms. Amala, Master Dick, we have reached a conclusion."

"You choose to surrender?" Dick smiled.

"Yes, but we have conditions."

"Tell me about it," Mrs. Amara replied.

"You are not allowed to hold us accountable for this crime, okay?"

"Of course, I swear in the name of my family." Madam said solemnly.

Things became much simpler after that. A soldier shouted inside:

"Now put down your pickaxe and line up one by one, remembering to put your hands behind your head."

Ron took the lead without hesitation and walked out first.

It’s the next one…

The soldiers escorted this group of miners with yellow faces, skinny muscles and ragged clothes to squat in front of the houses on both sides.

30 soldiers easily subdued more than 100 miners without any casualties.

"Then Dick, I'll leave it to you to deal with the monsters in the mine." Mrs. Amara said again.

"I understand, please wait a moment."

Dick walked up to Ron, looked down and said:

"How many passages are there in the mine? Where did you encounter those [Crab Spiders]?"

"There are three passages, and there are [crab spiders] deep in each passage. You can encounter them if you walk more than a hundred meters in.

"Master Dick, I think no matter how powerful you are, you should be careful. After all, there are too many monsters inside."

"Well... it seems it will take some time to eradicate them." Dick pondered for a moment.

"Dick, if those miners are still alive, it's best to get them out, of course, on the premise that your life is not in danger." The lady said again.

Dick nodded, then pulled out the silver sword from behind and stepped into it alone.

After Dick completely disappeared from sight, Mrs. Amara turned back, walked seriously to the soldiers and said loudly:

"Today's conversation with Ron, you are not allowed to reveal the part about Brownie, do you understand?"

"Sorry ma'am, we were all distracted just now." The leading soldier replied, "Ron was talking nonsense just now, so we didn't listen carefully. Did he say something else about Brownie?"

The other soldiers also echoed.

Seeing that these soldiers were very smart, the cold look on Mrs. Amala's face faded.