Chapter 343: Haunted Gold Mine (3)

At the foot of the mountain on the other side of the mine, George and others have set up camp in the open space arranged by Mrs. Jenny.

After going through several previous missions, George's second-generation ancestors of the blood clan finally compromised and allowed George to live in a tent in the camp for repairs, instead of just staying in the caravan and refusing to come out. They changed their previous "get in the car and sleep, The decadent rhythm of "get off the car and fight monsters".

Under the command of several vampire representatives headed by Helen, the zombie servants hired were in an orderly manner in the Anza tent, sorting out logistical supplies, and the miners who came to sell blood lined up in a long line. A gold coin In exchange for about 300 milliliters of blood, this deal really made the simple miners happy for a while.

Watching all this in the camp from a distance, George couldn't help but burst into tears of joy.

"These bastards have finally grown up!"

"Look at you, your level is so excited. One day I will take you to review the troops that grandpa and I brought out. That is called a warrior who can fight a hundred battles, the best among the best. You will know that these second-generation ancestors It’s still far behind!”

Perhaps he was dissatisfied with George's lack of experience in the world. At some point, Uther slipped from his job in organizational logistics to George's side and gave George a severe blow.

But the joking ended there. Immediately afterwards, Uther put on a serious look and whispered to George.

"I quietly strengthened the camp's defenses and placed mechanical crossbows in the tents at the four corners. I also asked the remaining half of the vampires not to show up easily and wait for instructions in the caravan."

"Do you suspect...that this commission is fraudulent?"

It was rare to see Uther take things so seriously, and George couldn't help but feel nervous. Only then did George slightly regret that he had been careless and underestimated the enemy, and failed to turn on his telepathy talent when talking to the gold mine boss to distinguish her words. The authenticity inside.

The tasks in recent periods have been completed smoothly, so much so that they feel a little bit good about themselves. This is really a taboo for military strategists. George secretly reflected on himself in his heart.

"It's not impossible. This seemingly reasonable commission is full of unreasonableness. Please take a look at these materials first."

When George took over the information about the previously defeated mercenary group handed over from Uther, he finally understood why Uther paid so much attention to it.

Forget about three B-level mercenary groups that came to try their luck, two A-level mercenary groups were completely wiped out, and their bodies have not been found. One S-level mercenary group was completely wiped out, and their bodies have not yet been found! In other words, this weird gold mine cave actually swallowed up the lives of six mercenary groups, including an experienced S-level mercenary group. They couldn't even leave intact the bones!

"George, I don't know if you have noticed that there are many masters protecting the girl. The strong man in the lead is probably the girl's concubine. He is an old acquaintance of mine."

"Oh? Who is he?" Uther's words aroused George's interest. The person whose name can be remembered by the previous supreme commander of the Crusaders will definitely not be an ordinary person!

"Billy is a crusader who belongs to the previous generation of Pope's faction. Although he is not directly a direct descendant or branch of the three major families, with his extraordinary talent and rich combat experience, he has managed to gain a place under the Pope. I really didn’t expect to meet an acquaintance in a place like this, it seems things are getting tricky!”

"Do you need me to find someone to silence you?"

George made a serious gesture of wiping his neck.

"Well... I didn't mean that... Don't worry, after all, I am the old Pope's lackey. I don't have much interaction with him, and it's normal for him not to recognize me after so many years."

Uther put his hand on his forehead and continued: "I mean, such a master can't deal with dozens of resentful spirits? This is really unreasonable. If it weren't for the problem underneath the gold mine, then It’s just that the client has a problem.”

"By the way, I've thought of a way!"

Uther seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He slapped his thigh and pulled George with him to another gold mine vein without any explanation.

"Intelligence, let's go collect information. Anyway, we are not missing for setting up camp. Why not ask the miners!"