On November 14, 996, the Emperor of the Human Empire, five days had passed since Lant captured Gray Goose's camp. During these days, Lant sent people to set up an observation mast outside the salt mine. Lant's mast was only 10 meters high, hidden in the woods outside the southwest pass of the Salt Mine Valley, constantly monitoring the situation in the camp.
Lant, on the other hand, led his knights and cavalry in continuous training, and slaughtered long-haired sheep every day to improve the nutrition of the demon holders.
At this moment, everything is as usual in the salt mine valley.
In the cave on the west mountain wall, there is a particularly exquisite and comfortable cave. There are special lighting magic panels around the cave. There is a wooden screen when you enter the cave. When you go around the screen, you can see a huge wall on the left. There are bookcases, a set of wooden tables and chairs, and an alchemy lamp on the table. The tables and chairs are covered with thick woolen sheepskin to block the moisture in the cave.
On the right wall is a stone bed 4 meters long and 4 meters wide, which is covered with thick animal skins.
The owner of the room is currently sitting at the table. The table is covered with paper with words and numbers. There is a quill in his right hand. On the left and right is an alchemy calculator that is only available in the imperial capital. This calculator relies on gears and The clockwork is running and calculations of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division can be performed.
"Ah, who is that?" A roar came from outside the screen.
"It's me, Peter Maned Wolf," one boy said, "I'll be right back."
There was no sound outside, and then a man over 2 meters tall entered the room.
Hearing Peter's return, the woman on the chair stood up immediately. The woman had blue eyes, a peach-like face, and burgundy hair that reached her lower back.
"You're back." Before the man walked around the screen, the woman stood up and went behind the screen, saying with great respect.
"Well, I'll just come back to get something. You can go about your business." The man said casually without looking at the woman. Then he walked to the bedside and rummaged under the animal skin, and quickly found a small bag.
The man took the bag and was about to leave. As he was leaving, he glanced at the woman and asked, "How's it going? Is everything going well? I heard that..." The man silently pointed to the door, "The escort is leaving again."
"Of course, it's still... going very smoothly."
"That's good." The man didn't say anything more and left the room.
"Hey, he's gone again." The woman looked at the man's back helplessly.
The barbarian outside the door came in at this time, saw the woman, bowed and then went out and continued to stand guard.
This room is the only room in the entire cave where barbarian cavalry is stationed. Since the owner of the room, Laniya, became the de facto accountant of the salt mine and the Gray Goose camp outside, the Gray Goose tribe has specially allocated a small force. In the camp, five barbarian cavalry were specially guarding Laniya to ensure that she would not be harassed by humans or barbarians.
Lanya Maned Wolf is not only the two camp accountants, but also the actual manager of the salt mine human camp. The 2,000 non-demon people in the camp are engaged in salt production, leather processing, wine making, cave and food distribution, children's care, and personnel Lanya is responsible for all allocations.
The man who left the room as soon as he entered the room was her husband, the demon wielder, the mid-level knight Peter Maned Wolf.
After seeing off the maned wolf, Lanya did not dare to stop for a moment, and immediately returned to her seat to settle accounts, while Peter wandered into another room, where naturally there was a beautiful woman waiting for the intermediate knight.
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Peter walked grandly in the cave and turned into a room.
Just at the end of the road, a pair of sharp eyes looked at the proud Peter. His face was full of wrinkles, his long white hair reached to his chest, and there was a long staff in the man's right hand.
"Hey... Lanya is suffering." The old man who spoke was Lanya's teacher, Gandalf Merlin, the only human magician in the entire salt mine.
After he came to the salt mine 5 years ago, he chose the smart Laniya. He taught Laniya how to manage the entire salt mine. However, Laniya was not a demon holder and could not convince the demon holder. This was only He could force her to marry the playboy Pete.
In fact, Peter was not bad towards Lani Ya. He protected Lani Ya from covetousness and harassment, but Peter was not a dedicated person, especially after Lani Ya gained the attention of the barbarians, Peter did not even want to talk to Lani. Ya stay together.
The old man knew that this was the way he pointed out to Lanya. When he suggested Lanya to find Peter, he had already told her that there would be a situation like this today. But both Lanya and Gandalf knew that the people in the salt mine The human camp is in dire need of order.
The cave where the entire human race lives can be divided into six floors. Each floor has strict divisions of room functions and resident groups.
The bottom floor is the salt-making workshop, and the second floor is the large room for the non-magic people who make salt. These are all large shops. The salt workers work in three shifts so that the pots cannot be turned off or burned out.
The third floor is the room for demon-free people with certain skills and status in the camp, the fourth floor is the room for ordinary demon possessors, the fifth floor is the room for knight apprentices and junior knights, and the highest floor is the room for intermediate knights.
In addition to the dozen or so large rooms of the salt workers, there is also a small stone room, which is the room of the only ascetic monk in the territory. Although the ascetic monk Let Du Laine has at least the level of an intermediate priest, he himself requested Live with the salt workers so if anyone gets hurt he can be found first.
There are always many salt workers lined up outside Wright's room. Hundreds of people take turns boiling salt. It is inevitable that there will be scalds, burns, and bruises. After everyone is injured, they will find Wright as soon as possible. Not only the human race, but also the barbarians will come after they are injured. He will also line up outside.
When the people outside Wright's door saw Gandalf approaching, they all automatically gave way to a path. It was difficult for an intermediate mage to be injured. They must have come to see the ascetic monk for something.
The Master was walking into the ascetic's room, and the ascetic who was treating a salt worker who injured his back said, "No matter who you are, go outside and line up, otherwise I won't care if you are the head goose!"
Ordinary barbarian demon possessors know the temper of the ascetic monks, and they will line up with the demon-free people outside, but there are indeed those who do not believe in evil, such as the five intermediate knights in the camp and the personal followers of Tou Yan in the Gray Goose tribe. The ascetic monks always have a bad temper at times.
"You have to queue up even when old friends come over to chat?" the white-haired mage asked with a smile.
"Ah" Wright glanced back, "Oh, it's you. Sorry, I thought it was Pete's gang."
"Don't worry. I was injured and I healed it myself. I won't steal your magic power like them." The old mage continued to tease.
"That's great. With the amount of magic power I have now, it's hard to even treat ordinary ailments and injuries."
“Have you felt that therapy has become easier lately?”
"Ah? What..." The ascetic monk was about to retort, "Don't say it, it's true. A few months ago, I could treat up to 4 people at a time, but now I can treat almost 5. Do you think I'm going to break through?" ?”
"Haha, I think you should be more realistic." The old mage paused, "I have a feeling that the magic environment on the plains is going to change."
"It's going to change?" The ascetic monk didn't know why.
"Yes, it's time to change," the old mage said meaningfully, and the sentence "more than a thousand years ago" was added in his heart.
