Dungeon Player

"Business crisis?"

Sherlock sat opposite Nicholas, crossed his hands on his knees, frowned and repeated the four words Nicholas just said.

"Yes, Lord Sherlock, we have encountered an unprecedented business crisis!"

Nicholas crossed his hands and rested on the table. His brows were furrowed and his face was haggard. He looked as if he hadn't slept well in many days. A cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea in the room didn't seem to have any temptation for him. It’s nothing to say.

But this is abnormal. It is impossible for anyone not to like bloody chrysanthemum tea, except Lilo. In Sherlock's impression, this fallen angel likes green tea.

The beast likes sleepy black tea? No, that's not a person.

"I never thought accepting Winterfell would be easy at the beginning. I just didn't expect things to become so complicated."

Nicholas took out a stack of papers from his drawer and handed them to Sherlock.

Sherlock took the file, which contained a lot of photos at the beginning. In the photos, there were dead people, their deaths were miserable, and they were full of mosaics.

Then there is a report full of words, with the title:

[Black Volcano Caravan Attack Incident]

"Dear Mr. Onion, Lord of Winterfell:

I'm sorry to inform you that your caravan responsible for transporting extremely important supplies was attacked by unknown evil forces in the Black Volcano. All the goods they transported disappeared. We saw some survivors, but they soon Dead and without a single surviving survivor, we suspect they may have died due to the emission of toxic gases caused by the lava eruption.

Because the Black Volcano has entered an active phase, eruptions are more frequent, and our manpower is very insufficient. For safety reasons, we hope that Winterfell can send a dedicated investigation team. After all, Mr. Onion, you need to know that these goods, for you, for Winterfell is an extremely important and sensitive material for the Merchant Alliance! "

The rest of the content is about the investigation of the scene, as well as the identity and number of the deceased.

Sherlock was a little surprised when he saw the identity and number.

"Twenty-five hundred caravan guards? The report says that there are no survivors, which means..."

"That's right, their entire army was wiped out. Most of them, not even their bodies were left behind..." Nicholas said solemnly:

"In addition to paying a large amount of pension, we also need to deal with questions from the labor union. These are all very easy to say. The merchant union has a complete set of response plans. The only thing that makes it difficult for me is the lost goods. .”

"Well, I can indeed understand your difficulties, but this matter shouldn't be worrying you, right? Judging from the meaning of this report, it seems that the one who sent this caravan out was the Lord of Onion City, right? Although he is now You’ve become the regional referee, but you still need to be responsible for this kind of thing, right?”

Sherlock put the document aside, and Nicholas nodded:

"If it is a general situation, that is indeed the case, but this matter is not just an internal matter within our merchant alliance, but a trading activity between our merchant alliance and the Northern Principality. The goods are underground that the principality entrusted us to transport. The core of the city. If the goods are really lost, it goes without saying that Judge Onion is mainly responsible, but I, as the current Lord of Winterfell, cannot easily get rid of the relationship. My enemies will definitely use this for a reason to attack me.”

"Ugh, it does sound troublesome. Wait, I remember that the Black Volcano is the most famous tourist attraction in the northern underground world, right? The trade routes there should be very safe?"

Sherlock held the bloody chrysanthemum tea, took a sip, and leaned back on the chair, but his eyes were still observing the pictures in front of him.

"Yes, the safest route from us to the Northern Principality is through the Black Volcano. Although it took a long detour, we were still attacked in the end."

Nicholas showed a heartbroken expression:

"That's 2,500 people! In the end, less than ten people were found, and they were all dying. They died soon, and the remaining people didn't even have corpses! Damn it, just the pension is..."

"I understand, so what does City Lord Nicholas need from me? If I need to arrange personnel to participate in the rescue and search for this cargo, you also know that my people have just experienced a war. They Physically and mentally exhausted, they hate war. In fact, they all love peace very much. If possible, they don't even want to kill an ant. As for weapons and armor? They can't wait to throw them all into a furnace and turn them into a pot of molten iron. , of course, the cruel reality does not allow this, and you also know that although the underground world seems peaceful on the surface, it is not actually like this."

After Sherlock finished speaking with a sad expression on his face, Nicholas also had a sad expression on his face:

"Lord Sherlock, as well as your people, have indeed endured too much hardship and pressure. Of course, I would not make such an rude request to you. In fact, the previous heir to the Northern Principality, the son of the Duke, Lord Alexander once visited Winterfell, and expressed his respect for you in front of the Onion Judge. I think that if you can help us say something good in Winterfell, let Alexander convince him. Father, don’t go to the Demon Committee to accuse us. It will give us more time to investigate what happened and where our goods went. It will be extremely helpful to us! Of course, you can’t let this matter go to waste. I will definitely ask my superiors for instructions..."

"Wait." Just as Nicholas was speaking, Sherlock suddenly interrupted him. He thought for a moment, and then asked:

"You don't plan to use your people from Winterfell to handle and investigate this matter, right?"

"Of course not. Since the attack on the Black Volcano, which caused the entire caravan to disappear, tourists there have disappeared one after another. Not only that, the wild animals have also begun to become extremely irritable. The Demon Committee has blocked the Black Volcano. Ordinary people cannot enter the scenic spot, it is too dangerous now." Nicholas said:

"We have contacted several mercenary groups. You also know that because of the long-term peace, they have now begun to take on this type of private work, including investigations, bodyguards, escorts, housekeeping, and work such as catching rapes. This time I plan to find a mercenary group to handle the investigation."

"Mercenary group? Well... may I ask, what's the reward?"

Sherlock quickly raised a hand and said calmly:

"Ah, don't get me wrong, Lord Nicholas. I am definitely not asking because I want to earn this reward. It is mainly because of the relationship between the two of us that I have to pay attention to this matter."

"Lord Sherlock...I am really touched." Nicholas burst into tears and said quickly:

"Because the matter is quite special and very urgent, even though we may suffer a slight loss, we still plan to spend 10 million magic stones as the reward for this operation."

"I took it."

"ah?"

"I mean, I picked it up for my friend."

Sherlock quickly explained:

"Actually, I have a friend. His name is Pineapple. Yes, it is exactly the same as the one who escaped from prison. But don't get me wrong. It's just the same name. He has a mercenary group and has very excellent combat qualities and investigation capabilities. I believe I, if this matter is left to them, it can definitely be solved quickly, and we will definitely investigate the reason why the core of the dungeon was destroyed!"

"Huh? Destroyed. Wait, Lord Sherlock. We don't know yet whether the core of the dungeon has been destroyed. In fact, it is very difficult to destroy the core of the dungeon..."

Nicholas was startled and hurriedly explained, but Sherlock quickly spread his hands:

"I know, I know, but do you have to think about the worst in everything? The other party has obviously been prepared to come here with a clear target, which is the core of the dungeon. Nine times out of ten, that person is either an enemy of the Northern Principality or someone else. The enemies of Winterfell or the Merchant Alliance cannot possibly keep the core of the dungeon for the New Year, and they will most likely destroy them."

"Of course it is possible that they used it to fuse and upgrade other dungeon cores. We only need to get back their dungeon cores to make up for the losses or even make a small profit. If this is really done by other dungeons, The Demon Council will definitely punish this kind of impermissible violence. Of course, I’m just saying it’s possible.”

After Sherlock explained, Nicholas breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the other party didn't destroy the core of the dungeon with his eyes closed.

But this matter is of great importance after all. If it is directly selected without going through the review of the mercenary group, what if...

"By the way, I can guarantee the strength of Pineapple and his mercenary group with my Eternal Kingdom Dungeon and myself, Sherlock. You don't have to worry at all!"

Seeing that Nicholas was still hesitating, Sherlock immediately patted his chest and said in assurance.

Nicholas said this when he saw Shylock, and he no longer hesitated:

"I understand, then please trouble Sir Sherlock and ask your friend to bring his team members to our Winter City to conduct some mission coordination. Our intelligence agency MI7 will also Help them as much as possible.”

"No problem, I will bring them here in the next few days."

Sherlock said happily.

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